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♡Benny JacksonXArice Bellow♡ Arice spots Benny across the room, hanging out with the rest of his friend group, and freezes. Benny is in full drag, a bright pink mini skirt that clashes with his dark skin tone, a light tank top perfect for the season that shows off his petite figure and slim arms, and gold bracelets he most likely got from Maria or Alexia adorn his wrists. His long legs sway softly like tall mangroves during a breezy afternoon, hoop earrings dangling in a tantalizing dance from his ear lobes. Benny's bright makeup makes Arice's mouth water hungrily, dark pupils dilate, the grey disappearing amongst the void-black. His hands reach out to touch, but what would everyone think of him? Most people would look at this 'man' and call him a slur
