Thorns Protect The Rose

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Romas reaction was fairly typical, and he found himself offering a slight smirk in response. Not everything was forgotten. It was impossible to turn his mind off but that didnt mean he wasnt rejecting of the distraction. Roma had always been rather good at that. So when his clothes were removed, he pulled her close to him. "You want me to stop thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "Well then stop talking." and with that, he kissed her with fervent desire. His hand roaming over her bare back as he breathed into the embrace.

He had to remind himself why they were in here, and the thought of showering wit her was too enticing to forgo. He lifted her up, expecting her to wrap her legs around him as he moved them toward the shower. Once there he turned on the top, not waiting too long for it to warm up before moving them inside, pressing her against the wall, his lips still moving against hers as the water started to fall into their bodies.

[Roma Bragg]

How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do.

Roma

"You want me to stop thinking?" He teased her, and Roma grinned brightly, knowing what was coming (she would be) even before he reached for her. "Well then stop talking." Her grin disappeared under his lips, as her hands moved to his face to rest there while his arms hands spanned her waist and butt, lifting her into his arms and holding her effortlessly, as his long stride chewed up the floor to get them quickly in the shower! He had never failed to do this to her! This was why she had so foolishly fallen in love with him. She could still recall the day she realized it too. He had been a cadet in training, and when one of his seminars or events had been canceled they had taken the stole hours and rolled in her bed! Her parents had been gone and they hadn't touched the floor in hours! He'd been on his back, resting between bouts of passion, and she'd reached for his training manual or law book or something (the details escaped her), had sat on his lap and pretended to misread it, while mostly using the book to play peek-a-boob and hide behind it. She had managed to get a few laughs from him before the book at ended up on the floor, and she in his arms.

That was her perfect. But it hadn't been his.

Roma had always watched Bellamy, and while her self-centered behavior had always put her first--she had also put him next in line. Even upon occasion, putting him first. She had watched how he smiled at his sister, and learned Bellamy Blake had two versions of happiness. There was the smiles he gave with ease, but were surface level; and then there was the ones that really sunk into his body and made him smile with eyes and breath a little easy for a moment. She'd only seen it with his sister. The realization had lead her to avoid him for a few days when first on the ground; but Bellamy Blake was like the rapids--even knowing she was going to get swept away she had to have a drink or die!

Which was why she always ended up here! Her lips sucking, and nipping at his, tasting both him and the water that was pouring over them. Her hands were on his shoulders as she held on, but one of them moved up tilt the head to rain more over him then her. She trusted him not to drop her, so she lifted both her hands to his hair and tangled them into his hair. "Damn you you good wet!" She breathed, breaking the kiss to look at him. Her hands reached for the shampoo. Once she had it, she smiled brightly (because he wasn't the only thing she loved in this room!) before putting some in her hand and reaching up to gently massage his scalp and twist his curls around her fingers. "You know I really loved your short hair, but this is so much more fun!" She teased, loving the idea and actions of washing him! Twisting his curls into her fist she pulled his head back to once again kiss him deeply, while her fingers helped rise out the shampoo.

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