Don't Get Caught

[Deleted]

I'm Bulletproof, nothing to lose

The young guard caught her eye whenever he happened to cross her path. He was certainly her type. Tall, handsome, and distinguished in his uniform. It would be a lie to say she was not interested. It would also be a lie to say that she did not make a point of running into him from time to time to flirt and offer him a naughty little smile in hopes of catching his eye as well.

She also made a point of dropping a few hints whenever she had a chance to speak with him. A flutter of eyelashes, a compliment. Her hand lingering on his arm. By now he should be perfectly aware that she was interested in him and she was counting on that.

Luck was in her favour. There was a crowd and quiet little nooks out of sight. The thrill of being caught made her pulse race, but she did not let it stop her from catching his eye. Subtly, so that no one else would notice, she crooked her finger to beckon him as she slipped from the crowd. She flipped her hair back over her shoulder as she glanced back at him, hoping that he would follow and adding an extra sway to her hips. 

Bellamy was too delicious for words and she was certain they could have a quick bit of fun without anyone noticing they were missing.

TAGGED: Bellamy Blake

FIRE AWAY, FIRE AWAY

template by Margie @ Adoxography v2

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harper

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Captivating. That was the best way to describe her. A familiar face that he saw often -- and yet not often as he would have liked. The Ark was small enough that one could stumble upon the same faces . . . but part of him wondered if it was sheer coincidence that allowed them to keep crossing paths. Perhaps it was fate being kind. And if that was the case, then why fight fate? The conversation between over the past little while was quite minimal. But it certainly was due to lack of interest -- especially on his part. He knew he could never be in a committed relationship with a woman, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate them.

Especially when one looked as damn good as she did. Long blond hair, alluring eyes, and a sensuality that exuded from her in her movements, expressions and well . . . everything about her. Right now, he was supposed to be patrolling. Bellamy was officially a cadet and with it came such responsibilities. Ultimately, he was doing this with the hopes that he could gain access to certain information . . . namely when surprise inspections took place. He wanted his mother to not have to use her own methods of gaining such information, methods that invovled bedding Grus. But right now, Bellamy certainly wasn't thinking about his mother and he definitely wasn't thinking about Grus.

His gaze and mind was fixated on that gorgeous woman who was tempting him to go with her. A silent siren . . . and he had heard her call. Without a shifty gaze around him, uncaring if anyone took notice, he casually followed her, noticing her departure from the crowd to grant them some privacy. He was now walking behind her, following her, hastening his step a little until he was moving directly behind her. Leaning forward he spoke into her ear. "Got somewhere in mind?" He spoke, or well practically breathed against her from behind. If she just wanted to talk . . . well, he would settle for that even. She had already managed to mezmerize him and wherever they went, he just wanted it to be somewhere void of prying eyes and listening ears.

[Deleted]

I'm Bulletproof, nothing to lose

She got him. Hooked line and sinker. Now she was reeling him in. It worked out better than she had expected. He followed. A grin spread across her lips as she felt him approach behind her to say something.

Ahhh, this was good. Very good. 

"Yup." She stepped into the nook she had targeted. Catching his wrist she pulled him in with her before he could change his mind. This particular spot was generally only used to store some equipment out of the way, but some of her friends had taken to using it for non-storage purposes. It was out of sight, but close enough to others that the risk of being caught added to the allure of the spot.

"Just keep quiet and we'll be just fine." Harper spoke in a purring whisper as she ran her hands up along his chest to wrap them around his neck. With a wicked little grin of triumph and promise, she pulled him down and stole a kiss. 

It should be easy for Bellamy to figure out what she wanted. Not with the way she nipped at his lip and pressed the curves of her body against him. Just in case he did not get the hint, or in case her nerves caught up with her and made her chicken out, she dipped one hand down to his hip and pulled him flush against her. 

TAGGED: Bellamy Blake

FIRE AWAY, FIRE AWAY

template by Margie @ Adoxography v2

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harper

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Fortunately, she had somewhere specific in mind. That would save the trouble of trying to find one themselves . . . especially since he was supposed to be patrolling right now. But that clearly was not foremost on his mind. What was even more fortunate was that the predetermined destination was not far. For soon enough, she pulled him into a small nook. He noticed more in the background where they were, though his attentions were mainly focused on her. What mattered was that they were alone right now . . . and he couldn't care less if it was stil too close where there was a crowd, or where someone could overhear them.

That just added to the thrill of this all; a little extra heat to the already pumping adrenaline coursing through his body. As if the intentions had not been clear before, she told him to keep quiet and then pulled him down for a kiss. He immediately responded, coaxing her mouth open with his own so that he could deepen it and drink in her delicious taste. She was so damn desirable and right now, Bellamy wanted her more than anything. He started to move forward, causing her to move back, until she was pressed against a wall. He had barley even noticed that the action had caused a broom to fall over, the small noise hardly effecting his actions. Easing out of the kiss, his tongue ran over his lips as he just looked at her, a smirk forming on his face. "I'm not the one who will need to keep quiet." It was a tease; a very suggestive one.

Hell, part of him wanted to push her to scream if only to add to the thrill of this all. It was almost a challenge, not that he would want anyone to find her in such a state. Despite his impulsive urges, he respected women . . . for the most part. And right now he was going to express his appreciation for them and their body. With the way she pressed him against her, he could no longer restrain himself. He leanef forward for another kiss, his lips against hers once more in a heated embraace, hungrily kissing her for more. His hands went to her waist to slightly lift her up so that she could wrap her legs around him. His hands slipped under her shirt, wanting the confounded thing off of her so that he could see her body which he could already tell was perfect with her form fitting attire.

[Deleted]

I'm Bulletproof, nothing to lose

Oh, he was delicious and more than game for the fun she had in mind. She gladly opened her mouth when he deepened her kiss and nearly moaned at the taste of him. His kiss was better than she thought it would be and the heat it rose within her burned away in doubts that may still have lingered. Even if this was a one-off thing that never happened again, she certainly would not regret a moment of being pinned against the wall by a gorgeous man.

"Promises." And dear lord it made her shiver in anticipation. His suggestive tease set her on fire with desire. The thrill of possibly getting caught already had her tense with need, but the idea that he would push the envelope, push her into screaming and giving them away only added to the appear of the tryst.

So when he kissed her she returned it with just as much fiery passion. She wrapped her legs around him, rolling her hips against his for the delicious friction. His fingers were hot against her flesh. Harper let him toy with her shirt, waiting for the moment that he discovered she had left her quarters without a bra that morning. His reaction should be utterly fantastic. 

TAGGED: Bellamy Blake

FIRE AWAY, FIRE AWAY

template by Margie @ Adoxography v2

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harper

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Her teasing tone, the way she rolled her hips against him applying pressure to his already sensitive region . . . damn. He was not going to be able to restrain himself for long. Not that he was even trying to exercise any self control right now. He already had her against the wall and with her legs wrapped around him, they both knew where this was going. And neither of them seemed to show any hesitation or uncertainty about it. For despite his lustful advance, Bellamy still knew that should he pick up on the slightest sign that she changed her mind . . . he would immediately act accordingly. But that was not exactly what was happening, so he was going to embrace this far more pleasurable use of their time and bodies. His hands moved under her shirt, trailing up her chest to feel her skin.

All of her skin. An indication that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. He had previously established the risk of undressing her, knowing that if someone approached, it would take all the longer for them to ready themselves. But it semed that at the present moment, desire trumped logic. "Screw it," he mumbled amidst the kiss. With that, he pulled her shirt up over her head, the burning need to see her in her completely natural form. He tossed her shirt carelessly to the side, not paying the slightest bit attention as to where it ended up. With the gesture breaking the contact of their lips, Bellamy hoisted her up a little more so that his lips were aligned with her chest so that he could latch onto her, hungrily suckling one of her perfectly formed twins.

[Deleted]

I'm Bulletproof, nothing to lose

Her shirt was gone and the controlled air was chilly against her heated flesh. Harper did not see where her shirt with, nor did she care, especially when he hefted her higher into his air and latched onto one of her bare breasts.



Best decision ever.



Her legs tightened around him and her hands went to his hair, running her fingertips through the short black locks. Her breath was coming in little gasps and she had to bite her lip to muffle a low sound of pleasure caused by the suckling of his hot mouth. If the air had not already made her nipples into needy little peaks, he certainly would have successfully made it happen with that talented mouth of his.



She wanted to return the favour, somehow, but her reach was limited. There was little more she could do but tug on his hair and run her greedy hands over his neck and shoulders. Although Harper was still concious of their surroundings enough to keep hushed, but she eagerly made up for it with encouraging touches and muffled little noises.



She was really, really looking forward to the main course.

TAGGED: Bellamy Blake

FIRE AWAY, FIRE AWAY

template by Margie @ Adoxography v2

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harper

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy hadn't stopped long enough to even attempt to determine whether this was her first time or not. Something about her demanor told him it wasn't . . . for nothing she displayed was anything akin to shyness. The feeling of her fingers tangling in his hair was such a wonderful sensation, adding to his already aching need for her . . . one that intensified when her legs wrapped around him, thus placing pressure against his already sensitive region. Each sound she made, each movement with her hands . . . it only made him need her more.

Though he was enjoying where he currently had latched his lips onto, a muffled groan emitting from him due to his actions. His teeth playfully nipped at her hardened tips before he used his moist, warm tongue to soothe the peak. The reminder of their limited time seemed to miraculously register in his mind, for he slowly unlatched his mouth from where it had been working. He slightly shifted her down so that he could hungrily kiss her again, fervent need quite evident in the way his mouth moved against her, his tongue slipping between her lips. His hands then fell to the fastening of her pants, opening them up and attempting to pull them down from this angle -- something he'd need her assistance with. With any luck, she wasn't wearing underwear either but Bellamy supposed that he was going to find out soon enough.