Beautiful Beans Bonanza

[Bellamy Blake]

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THE HELL WE WANT

The meeting with Nyko had gone well. Jackson was able to save the injured and they made their way back to Arkadia before using another day. Fortunately, the weather was more cooperative on the way back. But then again, Bellamy found himself oddly grateful for the storm. It had brought them together in a way they had never been before. Perhaps it would have happened one day for them, but there was no guarantee. And this way, they didn't have to waste time. They were together. And it was something that Bellamy was quite looking forward to exploring. As they parked the rover in the garage, the thought of washing up was a very tempting one.

But the teasings they had made in the cave that night also were not quite forgotten. Getting out of the car, Bellamy started to unpack, taking out their things before approaching Jackson. "I have to fill in Kane, and then return the weapons to the armory." Kane would want to know what happened and while Bellamy was not formally on the guard, he was still being tasked with duties. Which meant, he still had a responsibility to speak to the man in charge, and also inform him of whether the weapon was used and so on. "Then we should probably get washed up." He looked at Jackson, wondering if he preferred to do that by himself, or together. To Bellamy, one was far more tempting than the other.

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Jackson slung his pack over his shoulder and grabbed the medical kit out of the back of the rover. He nodded when Bellamy told him what he needed to go do, feeling slightly awkward suddenly to be back in camp with Bellamy. On the walk back to the rover, Jackson had slipped his hand into Bellamy's. Bellamy seemed surprised at first, but considering his fingers closed around Jackson's hand a moment later, he clearly had no problem with hand holding.

But how was Jackson supposed to act now? Was it too soon for public affection in camp? Would Bellamy appreciate it? Jackson wasn't sure, so he acted like he had always acted around Bellamy before in public. "We should," Jackson said. "I need to check things back into medical and update supply records first, but if last night's offer still stands..." he added, his voice low.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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THE HELL WE WANT

Arkadia was small enough that Bellamy figured people were going to find out soon enough. Not that he was trying to hide it. But not knowing how Jackson felt about their, situation and privacy, Bellamy figured that it was best to have a conversation first. He did take his hand however and that simple -- yet significant -- gesture had left Bellamy a little flustered. Because he wasn't used to it. Gena had been the only other perosn he'd been in a relationship with and those little things, were something he'd missed terribly. Jackson reminded him of just how much, and how incredible it was to find those things with him.

He gave nod when Jackson listed off what he needed to do before washing up, then lowering his voice to reference their previous conversation. Bellamy gave a small smile, his voice matching the low octave. "It is for me," he answered, without the slightest bit of hesitation. "Your place or mine?" Because either would work for him. Wherever they ended up, he figured they'd be spending the full night together . . . now that they could. Now that they no longer had anything to be afraid of or any reason to distance themselves. And Bellamy wanted to enjoy that and all the benefits that came to be with someone in a committed relationship.

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Jackson returned the small smile Bellamy offered. It was sort of sad, in an amusing way, that them smiling at each other could be enough to give them away. It had been so rare. "Mine. I'll leave it unlocked," he said. When Bellamy nodded, Jackson went to medical, taking care of the things that needed to be done, and briefly summarizing for Abby what had happened on the trip--leaving out the personal details.

When he got to his quarters, he stripped out of his coat and shirt--they smelled like musty rainwater--but left his pants on in case anyone was in the hall when Bellamy came in. He sat at the edge of his bed and started pulling off his boots.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy gave another nod when Jackson spoke of leaving his place unlocked. With that, they went opposite ways to fulfill their required duties. The debriefing to Kane was short, mainly because the trip was uneventful. Well, uneventful in regards to what Kane would need to know about. Conversing with him felt . . . easier than it had before. While Bellamy knew nothing had changed in their dynamic persay, Jackson's words of reassurance and comfort gave Bellamy this new kind of confidence. A desire and hope to believe that everything would indeed be ok.

Maybe that was what he had after so long: hope and comfort. Two things that Jackson had given him. Two things that he never thought he would experience or allow himself to experience. But the doctor had changed all that. And thanks to him, Arkadia was no longer a cold isolating place. It could feel like a home again. A home with him. Once he spoke to Kane, he went to the armory to put in his weapon and make sure the rounds matched what he had left with since he didn't have to fire anything. He didn't stall on the way to Jackson's, eager to spend some more time before their duties would most likely pull them apart in the morning.

For tonight, they could be together though. He entered Jackson's room, promptly closing the door behind him as he just watched look at his half unclad state, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Took away my fun of undressing you?" He asked him teasingly, with a faint smirk on his face. Locking the door he approached Jackson, leaning down a bit so that he could kiss him, his hand slowly trailing down his chest to his pants while his other hand joined it. "Let me help you with the rest," he said, speaking against his lips as his fingers began to unfasten his pants.

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Jackson gave Bellamy a slow smile as he approached, cupping Bellamy's face in his hands as Bellamy kissed him. "I left the best part to you," he said, pulling Bellamy down for another kiss as Bellamy started undoing his pants. "All the fun stuff is down there, I promise," he teased, then slid his hands up to Bellamy's shoulders to push off his jacket.

Once that was off, he slid his hands under Bellamy's shirt, sliding up his stomach and chest to push Bellamy to let him get it off. Once Bellamy tossed it aside, Jackson leaned in to kiss Bellamy's stomach. His skin still tasted like sweat and dirt and rain, but Jackson didn't care. He scraped his teeth of the firm muscles. God, he would never be able to get enough of Bellamy.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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Bellamy let out a short chuckle, muted only by the kiss as their mouths worked against each other. "I can definitely agree with that," he said teasingly, parting his lips from Jackson's so that he could take off his shirt so that he could toss it aside, uncaring as to where it landed. When he felt Jackson's lips on his stomach, Bellamy closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath at the amazing sensation of the man's lips and teeth. The mark he'd left on the back of his shoulder was still visible, and part of him almost wanted to ask him to do it again. Thick with desire, Bellamy wrapped his arms around Jackson and in one swift and effortless motion, pulled him to his feet and turned them, so that Bellamy was now sitting on the edge of the bed.

He moved Jackson to sit astride him, his legs on either side of Bellamy's waist as he was on his lap. Bellamy started to toe off his shoes, his lips moved to Jackson's neck, teasing the skin between his teeth before running his tongue over it to sooth it. Though Jackson's pants were now open, they were still on. Though Bellamy was just enjoying the feeling of him like this while he got his shoes off.

When he did, his hands went to Jackson's hips to move him to a stand. A mischievous smile formed on his lips as he angled himself accordingly, pulling out Jackson's cock with his hand and then releasing it, running his tongue over his entire length from the top to bottom and the underside of it, sucking the head just for a moment before withdrawing and moving his head back. "Take them off," he stated, of course referring to his pants and underwear, still sitting on the edge of the bed as he started to unfasten his own pants, his head titled up to look at Jackson.

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Jackson let out a breathy laugh as Bellamy turned, surprised, but happy to let Bellamy put him anywhere he wanted. His breath hitched as Bellamy bit at his skin. "Oh, yes," he murmured, enjoying the skin, and then the soothing heat of Bellamy's tongue that made the the now sensitive skin tingle. He draw his nails up Bellamy's back, but then Bellamy was pushing him back to his feet and licking over his cock teasingly. Jackson's fingers closed in Bellamy's hair as he worked over his shaft. It felt so good that he briefly considered pulling Bellamy back by his hair when he pulled away, but they'd never make it to the shower that way.

"Is that an order?" Jackson panted, licking his lips as he slowly started to peel his pants and underwear down, revealing himself slowly. "You too."


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[Bellamy Blake]

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Jackson's verbal response and encouraging actions almost made Bellamy want to take him fully into his mouth. But there would be time for that later. Besides, they had more than just tonight. It was no longer about 'just tonight'. Bellamy watched Jackson as he lowered his pants, asking if it was an order. "Why, you have a problem with orders?" He asked him with playful teasing in his voice. He rose to his feet once his shoes and socks were off, fully opening his pants and pulling them down along with his underwear so that he was fully nude. Now that Jackson was too, Bellamy stepped closer to him, his lips eagerly going to his in a kiss heated with fervent desire. His fingers ran through his hair while his other hand trailed down his back.

 "How are you always so damn desirable?" Bellamy questioned rhetorically. He knew that it wasn't just because they were in the early stages of their relationship. It was everything about Jackson that made it difficult to keep his hands off of him. They had been together last night, but he was already so hungry for more of him. As if his appetite needed to be constantly sated by him. Kissing him again, slipping his tongue between Jackson's lips, he began to guide them to the bathroom so that they could get started on getting cleaned up, eager to ran his hands over the doctor's flawless body.

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Jackson wrapped Bellamy in his arms as they kissed and moved toward the bathroom. "I could ask you the same," he breathed. Eventually it might be easier to be alone with Bellamy and not want to rip his clothes off, but that time hadn't come yet, and Jackson was more than happy to make up for all the times they'd walked away from each other before now.

When they got into the bathroom, Jackson's hands slid to grip Bellamy's ass, pulling them close so that their erections would rub together. He had to let one hand go, though, so he could turn the shower on to let the water warm up. Once it was running, he sifted his hand into Bellamy's hair and pulled Bellamy's head back, yanking, but not enough to really hurt much. "Can't seem to stop kissing you," he said, biting lightly at Bellamy's now exposed Adam's apple before sucking.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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THE HELL WE WANT

Jackson's words cause a warmth to run through Bellamy. Not from the arousal -- though that was certainly thickening -- but because of the meaining of his words. He thought Bellamy was desirable. After so many torn and strained relationships, after feeling like he'd lost all sense of belonging, after being disowned and rejected . . . someone found him desirable. It made him feel, alive. To be wanted. For someone to say that they actually wanted him. It meant more than Bellamy could fully express. He would somehow articulate that to Jackson but for right now, he wanted to focus on the moment. Which, wasn't difficult to do when Jackson pressed their hips together.

The feeling caused a sharp inhalation of breath from the pleasurable sensation of their hardened cocks against each other. "Feels good," he moaned out, before his head was being pulled back. But he hardly had any complaints for Jackson was sucking his neck, prompting Bellamy to groan from the feeling, causing a vibration through it. It felt so good to have his tongue and teeth on his body and he wanted more of it. He wanted to feel Jackson all over him. The temptation to remain like this, letting him suck his neck, was strong. But the running water made him finally move, the thought of his partner's wet body an enticing one. Bellamy let the moment linger before moving his head back down, and leaning forward a little so that he could guide them into the shower. Hell, he didn't even care if the water was warm enough.

He just wanted it on them. Once they were inside, he pressed Jackson against the wall of the shower, the water falling over them just adding to everything, adding to the pleasure, to his aching need. His chest was pressed against Jackson's, their hips against each other as Bellamy's lips moved against his in a ravenous kiss. He slightly moved Jackson forward to get a better angle of his behind, a finger sliding along the crease of his ass before pressing it inside of him, slowling moving in and out. Before, he had done this to finish off Jackson but now, he wanted to start him off like this. He gently nipped Jackson's bottom lip, sucking it between his own as the water contind to fall over them, wetting both their bodies and making Jackson's look even more magnificent.

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Jackson sucked in a breath as Bellamy guided them into the water. It wasn't as warm as he normally liked it, but Jackson had a feeling they might get overheated from what they were doing to each other anyway. When Bellamy started to finger him, Jackson groaned, as his cock ached with desire. "Oh, God," he said, slicking his hands down the water on Bellamy's back to grip his ass for a moment.

Trusting Bellamy's strength and the weight of him pressed against the shower wall to keep him from falling, Jackson hooked an arm over Bellamy's shoulders to steady himself and lifted one leg to hook over Bellamy's hip, giving Bellamy better access. "Never gonna get clean like this," he moaned. His free hand slid between them, gripping both their cocks to start stroking them together. sounds of pleasure and need escaping his lips. "Want your cock inside me before this is over."

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

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THE HELL WE WANT

Jackson's positon of moving his leg over his hip, provided Bellamy with a better ease of access and a new angle that he took full advantage of. His finger kept working him, slipping in and out thanks to the water that was keeping him slick and wet. Slightly twisting his finger inside of him to tease him further. The noises and words that fell from Jackson served as encouragement, as did his hands on his ass. Everything about the man filled Bellamy with need and pleasure. "Depends on what we're trying to get clean," he teased him in a low voice.

When Jackson's hand started moving over both their cocks, Bellamy let out a groan as his head fell onto Jackson's shoulder for a moment, taking in the feeling of his skilled hand moving over him. The thought of being inside Jackson also added to his already aching need, only now realizing how long it had been since he'd pushed his cock inside of him. He had the first night they were together, but not after that. Tonight -- in the shower apparently -- would be the time to rectify that. After probing him a few more times, Bellamy pulled his finger out of Jackson, tilting his head up so that his lips were pressed right against his ear.

"Make us come," he told him in a deep, slightly husky tone of voice. He wanted Jackson to help take that edge off, that initial release . . . and then they could build up to the next. With that, Bellamy nibbled on his earlobe, teasing it between his teeth before each hand went to both cheeks of Jackson's ass, squeezing them, and pressing them closer together, encouraging Jackson to what he had told him to do. Though, he didn't need much help with his his hand moved over them.

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Jackson was already getting close, Bellamy's finger working its magic inside him. It was sending thrills racing through Jackson, and he let out a little whimper at the loss of sensation when Bellamy pulled his finger out. But then Bellamy was breathing in his ear to make them come, and it felt so good. Bellamy hadn't declined to fuck him, but maybe, in spite of their first time together, he preferred not to top. And that was something they could talk about later. Right now, everything felt too good to slow down and question anything.

"Mm, I'm close," Jackson gasped, groaning as Bellamy pulled them closer, doing the same with the leg he still had wrapped around Bellamy. "God, you're sexy," he said, closing his fingers in Bellamy's hair and turning his head for a hungry kiss. He gripped them both tighter, twisting his hand up their shafts and grazing their heads with his thumb. It only took a few more strokes before Jackson was moaning into Bellamy's mouth as his release pumped over his hand, quickly washed away by the water.

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[Bellamy Blake]

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whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Damn how did he always feel so good. How was it that every action, every word, just . . . everything about Jackson made Bellamy so mindless with pleasure and desire for the man before him. He knew he was lucky to be with him, and not a day would go by that he would take that for granted. "Me too," he said breathlessly, when Jackson said that he was close. "Been thinking about this, about you all damn day," he added on. since the night in the cave, to the entire day where duties required them to be focused and concentrated. Bellamy deeply breathed in when Jackson called him sexy, believing that Jackson at least believed it, though Bellamy would forever be grateful that his partner saw past all the ugliness that was within Bellamy. That he saw something -- someone worth being with. The sentiment of all this only added to the pleasure. Bellamy kissed him with fervent need, a hungerthat had not been yet sated for the day.

Bellamy's tongue probed his mouth, also groaning into their joined lips . . . until he felt a liquid that wasn't the water. The surge of pleasure shot through him, an assault on his senses, dominating every part of him. Bellamy reached down to wipe the mixed fluids of their release before it was washed it. Wanting to feel it, wanting to touch him. His finger brushed against the tip of Jackson's cock and his own, before easing out of the kiss. His shoulder relaxed, chest heaving as he raised his hand and slipped it between Jackson's fingers so that he could taste it, slowly pulling his finger out not long after before he looked at the doctor, a smile on his lips. He took a small step back to give Jackson a bit of room to move, as Bellamy leaned his own head back a little, closing his eyes and just letting the water fall over his face for a moment, his arm reaching out to Jackson's chest as Bellamy's hand ran over his wet, muscled torso.