Written In The Stars

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Rylee Rose

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

A groan of pleasure emitted from deep within Bellamy's throat. The sensation provided when she hummed against his member, sent a surge of pleasure through him, intensifying the immense pleasure she was already giving him. His hand gripped her hair a little tighter, taking care not to hurt her as he felt himself throb between her lips. She even took him deeper, wanting to ask if she was ok but at the same time . . . knew she was. When their eyes met, and the way her body was reacting to taking him in . . . well, nothing indicated that she was feeling discomfort. She seemed rather skilled at this in fact and it was what caused another breathy groan to fall from his lips.

His breath however caught mid way, all too aware of just how damn close he was. He fought every instinct to thrust between her lips, not wanting to push himself deeper down her throat, the risk of course blocking her air way. Besides, he wanted this to move at her pace. Instead, his hand that wasn't tangled in her hair, gripped the edge of the bedding as he used it to keep himself stablized. His head slightly fell back and with one more stroke of her tongue . . . he reached that peak of ecastay, releasing himself inside of her.

A heavvy exhalation of breath made vocal the sheer satisifaction and euphoria felt upon falling over this peak, and he took the opportunity to just focus on breathing, his chest slightly heaving from the intensity of it all. He slowly opened his eyes to look down at her, heavy lids as they were glazed over with all she had made him feel, and the remarkably effective way she had pleasured him. He gently pulled her to her feet, his lips moving to hers as he moved them back a little, seating himself on the edge of the bed while placing her on his lap so that she was straddling him, a position they were in before.

[Rylee Rose]

We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH

tag: Bellamy Blake notes:

His moans and groans were not helping with how wet she knew she still was at her center. But at least she knew she was doing something right. Rylee moaned when she felt his hand grip tighter in her hair. She loved having her hair pulled…and naturally Bellamy knew to do that. She saw his other hand move and felt his body tense and she knew he was ready. As he let go into her mouth, she closed her eyes and took every last drop. Rylee popped him out of her mouth once more and licked her lips, her eyes still on him. He was in his own world, trying to gain back his composure. She smirked. When his eyes opened and met hers, her smirk only grew, but she never took her eyes off of his. Feeling him start to pull her up, she followed him and closed her eyes as he kissed her again. She suddenly felt herself back on his lap, and she gently moved over him to make sure she was comfortable, but also for Bellamy’s sake. She snaked one arm up around his neck, her lips still on his and she dropped her other hand into her lap between them, finding his member and stroking it gently. She let her lips sink down to his neck, staying in contact with his skin the entire time. She gently sucked on his tan skin, far enough down his neck where it could be hidden if it were to leave a mark. She made her way back to his lips, her hand still working on him….

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Rylee Rose

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

There was something strongly arousing about watching her swallow his release, as she did so with such ease, and then went right along with the former position Bellamy pulled her into. She not only went along with it . . . she was encouraging it with every stroke of her hand. Stamina had never been a problem for Bellamy, so he found that all too familiar ache slowly starting to strain him, a hunger for her that was not yet entirely sated. Her lips against his skin caused him to close his eyes, a heavyv breath fallling from his lips. Part of him wanted to encourage her even if she wished to leave a mark . . . that mix between slight pain and immense pleasure only added to his building need.

He kissed her deeply when their lips aligned, but soon pulled them from her own, instead, pressing against her ear as a small smile crept onto his mouth. "My turn again," he said teasingly, gently nipped her earlobe. His hand then went to hers, gently curling around her wrist and pulling it away from where she was gliding over him. He felt the immediate deprivation, but wanted to return some semblance of pleasure to her . . . considering all that she had done for him. He moved his finger to her center, skimming along the outer walls of her skin, before carfefully slipping a finger inside between her folds.

With her area being wet, it was relatively easy and allowed slick movement within her. He hoistened her up a little, getting a better angle on where his finger starting to explore her, while his lips, now aligned with her chest, captured one of her breasts, suckling her hungry as he teased her hardened tip. His finger within her heated core, sought out that little nub, applying pressure to her pleasure point, starting light before gently pressing a bit more on it while he continued to work his mouth against one of her twins.

[Rylee Rose]

We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH

tag: Bellamy Blake // notes:

Rylee could feel him growing hard once more in her hand and she bit her lip gently as she continued moving her hand. She had never enjoyed doing this with Bradley before. It sort of just became a necessity. But with Bellamy...he made her want to continue...to want to pleasure him. And pleasure him she would. She watched his reaction to her lips on his neck and knew she would have to return to that spot later on..because was certainly reacting well. She melted in his arms once more when his lips found hers. His kisses were intoxicating and she found herself wanting more and more of him. What she had had so far was not enough for her. He pulled away all too soon as if reading her mind, knowing she craved his lips, teasing her. Feeling his lips on her ear, she had a sharp intake of breath and closed her eyes feeling his smile against her ear. His words alone would have been enough to send her over the edge, never mind his lips on her earlobe. Feeling him grab her wrist and take her hand away, she let him do as he pleased. But what he did next tipped her right past her level of composure. The moment that Bellamy slipped his finger inside of her, she let out a soft moan, her center no doubt soaked to the core. When he moved her up, she gasped, all the new places he was able to reach feeling things they had never felt before. Suddenly his lips were on her breast and she was feeling so many things at once. Her head tipped back as she moaned again, this time not as quietly. He was applying pressure to just the right spot and her body was loving every minute of it…but she wanted more. Rylee bit her lip gently and watched as he suckled her nipple, her mind going fuzzy at how much ecstasy was running through her. She felt his finger hit her center and her moans escaped again. She pressed her lips against his ear, her breathing relatively even. “More…” She whispered, referring to his finger inside of her, biting his earlobe gently, making sure his lips could still have access to her chest. She didn’t want that to stop either. This was unbelievably perfect…

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Rylee Rose

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Each sound of pleasure that fell from her lips, served as further encouragement. He loved hearing the unguarded noises, wanting to do more to draw them from her. He could feel her body reacting to his touch, focused in different places on her. A muffled groan of pleasure fell from his own lips, still focusing on one of her mounds, enjoying her taste and fullness while his finger continued to work in and out of her. Gently nipping and tugging at the bundle of nerves, and her hardered tip before using his tongue to soothe over the area, the singular word that came from her lips filled him with a deeper desire. More. He knew the feeling. With the amount of build up, and the fact that they had both already reached that peak once . . . Bellamy was finding it increasingly difficult to carry on the tease.

Although there really was nothing overly difficult about their current positions. He just wanted to comply with her demand of more. Something that he could easily grant her. Giving a few additional moments of attention to her breast, he finally withdrew his lips from it, instantly missing the way she felt between them. But he didn't remain idle. Instead, he pulled his finger from her heated and wet core, and guided himself to it instead. His hand ran over her bare back, taking in softness of her skin. Kissing her chin, he then pushed hismelf between the folds of her skin, slowly entering her. His lips pressed against her chest once more while heavily exhaling in the sensation of being one with her. Once he was inside, he remained still, allowing her to adjust to the size and feel of him, his lips kissing along her other twin that he had not yet given attention to.

[Rylee Rose]

We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH

tag: Bellamy Blake // notes:

Rylee felt her back arch, pushing her breasts farther against his lips. The feeling of him pulling and tugging at her nipple was reason enough for her eyes to roll to the back of her head. But each time, just as she thought he had done enough for her to release again, he let his tongue run over her skin, stopping the high and yet starting a new one all together. She had a feeling she could be content for the rest of her life if all Bellamy pleasured her with was his mouth. He was certainly gifted. Rylee tilted her down to watch the work he did on her breast but before she knew it, he had taken his lips off of her. And she knew it had to be because of her words. She could only imagine what he was going to do next… But then he removed his finger from inside her and she suddenly realized how much she missed having him inside of her. However, she wasn’t empty for long. She felt Bellamy’s hand run down her back, her back slightly arching again to his touch. His gentleness astounded her. She closed her eyes as his lips found her skin again and before she knew it he had entered her core again…but this time with his exceptionally large member. A soft moan of pain and pleasure fell from her lips and she bit her bottom lip gently. He felt amazing but she knew she would have to get used to him. With his lips on her other breast, she slowed her breathing to try and let her core accommodate him. Rylee had known he was big when she took him into her mouth, but it was much different now. She looked down at where they were connected and smirked. “You’re so big….” She whispered gently, her core getting wet again just her own words never mind the fact that he was in her . He was clearly so much bigger than she was, anyone could see that just by looking at their height difference. But now it was incredibly clear how big he was…but she didn’t care. Running her hand into his curls again, she gently pushed his head, thereby his lips, closer to her breast, encouraging him and slowly started to rotate her hips against him, letting him know she was ready. Whatever he was going to give her, she was prepared….

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Rylee Rose

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

He was rather enjoying the way her body leaned into his touch, an involuntary action yet one revealing of a positive response to his actions. He liked to learn what his partner liked, how they liked it . . . without needing to ask. It was about exploring them, about staying in tune to every movement, every sound, just, everything. So he was learning. Silently studying her as he praised her body through these actions. Her comment on his size made him smirk against her chest, kissing along it, tugging it a little before verbally responding.

"I'll take that as a compliment," he joked in between each kiss and caress of his lips and tongue against her breast. Her words did bring forth the initial thought he had which was to make sure he didn't press too hard or give her too little time to accommodate him. Fortunately, due to her increasing dampening area, he was able to slide in and out with ease. Even though for now, he was remaining still, stretching her as he felt her tightened muscles hold him in place. "You feel so damn good," he groaned against her skin, enjoying the whoelness he felt, The way he throbbed for her inside of her heat. Her hand pressing him closer against her breast promptly caused him to open his mouth to take her between his lips, the rocking of her body further indicating her readiness for him.

It felt glorious, to have her in his mouth and to be inside of her in the other way they were connected. The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming every one of his senses. He slowly began to pull out of her, not fully removing himself but only enough to thrust back in, a slick movement, as he moved in a little bit deeper. The action caused a muffled, breathy grunt of pleasure. Before he did it again, and again. He started slow though, wanting to continue to build it up for her. One hand slid down her back to her behind, pressing her more against him and moving her body with his to meet each thrust. His other hand rested against the bed to brace himself up while he contineud to thrust upward, ensuring to hit that singular spot inside of her each time.

[Rylee Rose]

We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH

tag: Bellamy Blake // notes: damnnnn

Rylee felt his lips turn upwards into a smirk on her skin. She could feel every little sensation and every tiny movement he made with his lips. She was so in tune with him, that she felt everything. His pulling on her breast sent a small shriek from her lips, but not one of pain. His words brought a smirk to her own mouth, bringing her eyes to him as he continued to kiss and nip at her chest. "You feel so damn good," Rylee could feel his groan emanate through her entire body like a vibration. Her eyes closed and her body shook with a chill at his words, the only response she could manage at the moment. When he took her breast into his mouth, she tilted her head back, another moan leaving her. He felt amazing on her chest and inside of her. She was overwhelmed with sensations. When Bellamy began to pull himself out of her, she moaned at the feeling of his absence, but her moan turned animalistic again when he pushed back into her. And he kept doing it…and it felt unreal. Feeling his hand on her ass, she let him move her to meet his own body. She moved her hips against him as well giving her a whole new feeling. He kept hitting the exact spot that she wanted, causing more and more sounds to erupt from her lips. She tightened her arms around his neck, her one hand still wrapped in his curls. Moving her hips against him like before. He hit that certain spot again and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “Bellamy…faster….please” She said begged and moaned, biting her lip. She knew he wanted to start slow for her sake, but her body could only take so much before it was torture….and this was torture.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Rylee Rose

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

The sounds of pleasure she made was driving him wild. Music that fueled his actions and need to continue to hear them fill the otherwise silent air. Well, apart from the sounds of their bodies clapping together. And the breathy pants that were muffled only by Bellamy's lips pressed against her chest. It was her statement of 'faster' that further assured him that she was ready, adjusted and that he no longer had to restrain himself to slow movements. Not that he had any complaints about that. He meant what he said: she felt so damn good and he wanted to savor it. Besides, tonight may be all they had. And they had the entirety of it.

He pulled his mouth where it had been latched onto her hardened nipple, stroking his tongue against it once more before he complied with her words. He drew his head back a little, but not far, turning it with his cheek pressed against the valley between her breats. His gaze fell to where their bodies were joined, enjoying the sight of his member slipping in and out of her, and the way she looked with him inside.

He pushed his hips forward, picking up the speed, pacing hismelf more quickly to build momentum. The hand on the bed moved to the back of her head, tangling his fingers in her luscious locks as he titled her head down, raising his own so that he could kiss her chin, and along her jaw line. He thrust harder, deeper, faster . . . feeling himself start to throb within her. A grunt mixed with a strained sound of pleasure indication that he was going to come soon, but needed to make sure she did too. For he knew just how incredible it could be if they were able to reach that peak of euphoria, together.

[Rylee Rose]

We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH

tag: Bellamy Blake // notes: none needed

Rylee felt her heart beat faster when his mouth was removed from her breast. Her body quite literally craved his touch. The reactions she was giving him proved it. She loved the feeling of his tongue, but she knew it was time to move on from that. His head was rested against her chest and she relaxed her body preparing herself for what was about to happen. She knew Bellamy was not going to leave her unsatisfied tonight. As his pace began to quicken, her body grew hot and her lips parted as moans fell from her lips. She was in pure ecstasy and he wasn’t even done yet. She felt his hand go back to her hair and she let out a soft yet pleasured moan when he moved her face towards his. She loved her hair being pulled and he kept teasing her with his actions of almost doing so. She closed her eyes as his lips traveled her jaw trying hard to contain her moans but she couldn’t. They just kept on pouring from her throat. Rylee could tell by his reactions that Bellamy was close to becoming undone…but she knew she could be too. And even though she had only known Bellamy for just over 24 hours….she knew he wouldn’t want to let go without her being right there beside him. Without disrupting his lips on her skin, she gently tightened her grip around his neck and began moving her hips to match his strides. Each pulse into her core hit just the right spot where she needed him to be…It wouldn’t be long now.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Rylee Rose

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

As she met each thrust of his own, Bellamy was able to move deeper and deeper into her . . . until he finally reached that ultimate peak of euphoria. With a final thrust, a strained sound fell his lips which rolled into a groan of pleasure as he released himself deep within her. He relaxed his hold on her, his shoulders easing, lowering his forehead as that it rested against her shoulder. He focused on taking deep breaths, his chest heaving from their vigorous actions. His hand casually skimmed along her bare back, closing his eyes for a few moments as he just basked in the pleasurable aftermath of their coupling.

His mind a haze with everything and it took a few moments before he slightly tilted his head, so that he could brush his lips against her shoulder, lightly kissing it with soft embraces. He wasn't ready to pull out of her quite yet, rather enjoying their current position and the feeling of being inside of her still. His lips trailed up her neck, a path of kissing moving along to her cheek, kissing the corner of her mouth as he remained there for a few moments, his lips curving into a slight smile while doing so.

[Rylee Rose]

We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH

tag: Bellamy Blake // notes: ---

Rylee closed her eyes as his thrusts got deeper and deeper with each movement. Her body was writhing with pleasure and she knew she was about to go over the edge. Just after Bellamy let go, her body tightened around him and then released a beautiful moan leaving her lips. She had never felt anything like that before. Her whole body felt something out of this world and yet completely perfect all at the same time. Her breathing was awfully uneven but she didn’t care….and she knew he didn’t either. Rylee felt his arms relax around her and she smiled feeling his head against her shoulder. She enjoyed that he didn’t just throw her to the side once he was done with her. He actually wanted to relish in his time with her…and she was more than okay with that. She wasn't sure what was going to happen in the morning. She wanted to see him again, but she knew that that wasn't the way Bellamy was. She was silly to think he would change for her, but that didn't mean she wouldn't take advantage of their time now. As his lips grazed her skin, another shiver found her spine. He was able to control her body even after all he did to her. When his lips hit her neck, she tilted her head, smiling and met his own smile when their lips met. She gently relaxed her arms around his neck and leaned into the kiss a bit more. “Wow…” She said against his lips, smirking.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Rylee Rose

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Wow was right. He smiled through the kiss, not quite yet ready to pull away from her. Instead, he began to move them, leaning forward and repositioning them until her back was against the bed, and he on top of her. He made sure not to break the contact of their lips, his tongue enjoying exploring her mouth for the time that he could. He then slowly withdrew from her, feeling the immediate loss of her heated center, but also wanted her to be entirely comfortable.

He shifted to his side, his hand moving along her cheek to tilt her head in the direction that he was moving in. The bed they were on wasn't big, but Bellamy often enjoyed holding his partner afterwards -- a luxury that he had deprived himself of on the Ark. So in that sense, they had enough space. He wrapped an arm around her to pull her close before finally easing out of the kiss, a smile forming on his lips. "Just wow?" He asked, teasingly toward her as amusement flickered across his features.

[Rylee Rose]

We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH

tag: Bellamy Blake // notes: ---

Rylee gave her body over to him letting him lay her back down on the bed. She gladly let his tongue into her mouth, meeting her own. When he finally took his member from her core, she softly moaned at the loss of contact, but knew the weren’t done being intimate yet based on his actions. The kiss still intact, Rylee let her face move against his hand that was on her cheek. She felt him start to pull her towards him. Smiling against his lips, she let him take her closer and enjoyed the warmth his body was giving to her small frame. Cuddling sounded absolutely amazing right now. She loved to cuddle...she never got to do it enough with Bradley.  When his lips left hers, her eyes found his. The words that came from his lips caused her to laugh gently and she pushed on his arm jokingly. “You know what I mean.” She smiled and rested her head against his chest. Her cheek rested against his warm skin and she could hear his heart beating against her ear. “You were the absolute best I’ve ever slept with….” She said teasingly, her smirk against his skin and then her eyes met his again. Sure it had only been Bradley and Bellamy..but he was definitely better than Bradley. And she had a feeling that Bellamy would be a hard man to beat… She gently kissed him again...

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Rylee Rose

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

A light smirk played on his features when she playfully nudged him before settling against his shoulder. His own arm wrapped around her from behind, content to stay in this position. On the Ark, he had never been able to spend the entire night with is partner. He had never been able to leave Octavia by herself -- even if their mom was there. That guilt had consumed him too much and often resulted in him leaving either shortly after their . . . activities or slip out during the night. That, was not something he had to worry about down here. And he hadn't wasted a night enjoying it, for even their first night on the ground, he had spent the entirety of it with another. So Bellamy was rather fond of holding another after such physical relations.

His smirk remained in place when she spoke of how he was the best she'd ever slept with. "Guess I should take that as a compliment?" He asked teasingly, not one who needed his ego inflated. But, who didn't like to hear that their partner was well satisfied. That had after all been the goal; ensuring that she was pleasured and he was able to derive some of his own. With her gentle kiss, Bellamy responded with the same tender embrace, his hand on her cheek for a moment before sliding down the side of her neck as he deepened it. Easing out of it again, he looked at her. "Gotta say that this works better than any medicine," he added on jokingly, though not entirely without truth.