Benny Watts Imagines

I Hate You

requested  : maybe a snarky girl who plays competitive poker, and is benny's 'rival' outside of chess, and there's a lot of sexual tension between them. They keep meeting when they go to competitions and in the scene where Beth and Benny are at a bar, they get drunk and have sex,

I got my things together putting my wallet in my pocket and grabbing my hat from the hook locking up my apartment heading out into the darkening new york streets checking the time on my watch and hurting across town though the subway till at last, I arrived at the little house I usually go to nowadays. I went up to the door and rang the bell waiting around a moment until it opened 

"Benny! Hey man" Luke smiled as I opened the door 

"Hey, Luke" I smiled "I take it I'm the first one here?" I asked as he let me in leading me to his backroom where the poker table he bought sat with all the chairs and lights on, the small jukebox in the corner already playing sweet music.

"No Second actually" He laughs as we went inside 

Second? who would get here before me? and then I saw her. 

Sat on her usual chair, Her tight black jeans hugged her curves, a red belt with a buckle of some sort of quartz. her orange and black striped sleeveless button-down tight to her skin so much her bra was obvious below it, Her bright red lipstick shock to her pale skin, her eyeliner sharp enough you could cut yourself on it, Her Y/h/c Hair in a long plait that came across the left side of her head and down her right shoulder the orange and black striped fabric the same as her shirt serving as a tie in her hair to keep stray hairs from her eyes. The tattoo of a highly detailed dragon swirling up her arm its tail at her below and it's head on her shoulder she glances to me as I came in and slightly chuckled to her self.

"Ohh it's you" I sighed going to my usual chair across the table from her putting my hat and jacket on the chair 

"And it's you" she sighed crossing her arms "How's being a little chess nerd working our for you watts?" 

"Just fine thank you Y/l/n" I answered "You've been doing well, I read about the Northan national"

"did you now?" she smiled "You keeping an eye on my watts?"

"It's wise to keep an eye on your competition" 

"Is it?"

"Sports Illustrated was it?"

"yes" I answered sitting down finding with a couple of the coins already on the table 

"Nothing to do with me having my tits out on the cover did it?" she smirked 

"No"

"Course, not Watts" she winked "Saw you in there a couple of months back... a little wordy"

"You know for a fact the change what you say"

"I know, but maybe they were trying to help" she laughed 

"You two want something to drink?" Luke asked as he had been stood in the doorway listening to us passive-aggressively fight with each other. 

"Double whiskey on the rocks luke, Watt's will have a baby drink because he thinks if he's sober he can somehow beat me when I'm drunk" she smirked "Even if he can't" 

"Give me a beer Luke," I told him so he nodded and left 

"Somebodies confident tonight?" she smirked "or have you just given up with beating me and accepted you're going to lose" 

"I just want a drink"

"sure you do Watts"

"Scared you're gonna loose?"