Ben 10 Porn Story: i wont teach him how to dance with u Chapter 1

Okay, this is
creepy. Like, really, creepy, Ben thought as he watched Gwen
dance around like some kind of drunk, demented fairy in the evening
sunlight. You dont check out your cousins. Totally creepy.
Ben had noticed that he was, well, noticing her quite some
time ago, but had been trying so hard to ignore it. She was so
frykkin pretty, though!

Hey, Gwen! he
yelled, hoping to irritate her enough that she wouldnt be gorgeous
anymore, You gonna dance like that at Uncle Ned and Kathrynnes
wedding? Uncle Ned wasnt their real uncle, just a very distant
relative who, for some odd reason, wanted them at his wedding.
Neither of them was very excited about this, particularly Ben. Suits
were not his thing.

Gwen blushed. Take
it and shove it, Ben! she called back. Still lovely.

Shove it where?
Not any less amazing. More so if anything.
He grinned.

Up your butt!
You know, that place where you keep your head? Trump. Gwen had
just won that fight. Ben grinned even wider. She was smart, too.
Gwen turned and looked over at him, and he was shocked to see she
seemed genuinely upset. She walked back toward him, and said softly,
I cant dance.

Wait, but didnt
you ask Kevin to go with you? Youre gonna have to dance with
him. Ben was confused.

I know,
Gwen moaned pitifully, suddenly seeming intensely distressed out of
nowhere, what should I do? She stared at him hard for a
minute. Wait, you can dance she mused.

He pretended not to
understand. Yeah, and?

She grabbed him by
both hands. Teach me! she begged.

Ben jerked his hands
away as if she were branding him. No WAY! I wont teach you to
dance with Kevin. Nuh-uh, not happening. He turned to walk away.

Gwen grabbed him by
the shoulder and flashed doe eyes at him. Please Ben. Ill owe
you majorly. Whatever you want!

He grimaced. Teach
the most beautiful girl in the world to dance with the biggest
slime-ball in the world. He sighed in defeat. Sure, whatever,
he mumbled, vowing to make this hell for her even though it was his
fault. Ben yanked his iPod from his pocket and plugged it into his
portable speakers, then turned it on and put it to shuffle.
Cmere, he said gruffly, motioning her over, Guess Im
gonna break every rule today.

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Gwen was confused.
How could it be that every time she looked at Ben, her irritating and
irrational cousin, she felt a flutter in her stomach, but when she
looked at Kevin, the boy she thought she liked, all she felt was
boredom? When he touched her, it tingled, but when Kevin did, it
didnt do a thing. It was maddening, positively maddening.

Gwen, are you
even listening to me? Were not six, I dont have cooties
anymore. You can touch me, he smirked at her, hand still resting
casually on her waist. Gwen flushed scarlet.

Sorry, she
muttered. She turned to look at Ben, a little too quickly, and found
herself staring straight into his eyes, nearly nose-to-nose. The
song changed, and they both shifted apart simultaneously. They had
been practicing for a good half hour, and she was exhausted. Ben
looked at her oddly, and then jerked even further away from her,
seeming suddenly repulsed. Gwen was hurt until she realized what was
playing, and why Ben was looking at the ground and kicking pebbles
across the dirt viciously.

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Im Not Going to
Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You. Could that really be the
song that was playing? Truly? This was irony at its finest. He
didnt even remember putting this song on there. Im not
gonna teach him how to dance, dance, dance, dance! he sang to
himself murderously. And he wasnt. He was teaching the girl he
loved how to dance with a loser, not vice versa. She was still
standing way close, and he could smell her shampoo, her lotion, her
perfume, her hairspray. It was intoxicating; he couldnt
think straightThat was when he lost control completely.

Gwen he
said in a strangled voice, taking a step back toward her.

Yeah? Her
voice quavered.

I think I might
love you.

Gwen wasnt sure
how to react. Um. Uh, yeah, umm- Wait a minute, what?

If you dont
feel the same, I understand. I just really like you, and I needed
you to know, and, well, you-

He shut up fast.
Its pretty hard to say anything, no matter how important, when a
beautiful girl kisses you square on the lips.

Wowhe said
when they broke apart.

Gwen giggled.
Guess Id better go call Kevin.

What? Why!!?
Ben was crushed. He had just admitted his feelings to her, and she
wanted to talk to Kevin?

To tell him to
forget the wedding, thats why, silly! Gwen told him with a
wink. The two walked away, sharing a secretive smile that no one
else could ever understand. Today was the dawn of something fresh
and new andsomething wonderful. It was the start of the love of
the rest of their lives.