Blow A Kiss, Fire A Gun

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Harper could definitely get used to all the praise that Bellamy was giving her, she wasn't sure she had ever been told so many nice things in such a short period of time before. He knew how to make someone confident, that was sure. Thinking about the type of person she thought of as a good leader, that was definitely an important thing. "You're a good teacher," she said, having wanted to say leader but not sure if he would appreciate that comment or not. Bellamy lead in a way that made them feel like they could anything even with the constant and deadly threat of the grounders. It was so different to what she knew of leadership from her days back on the Ark, where it seemed leaders just followed rules that had been created many generations earlier. As his preposition came up again, Harper smiled and watched him as he started to collect up all the guns that had been used for training. There wasn't a negative feeling running through her bones and she definitely was going to take him up on his offer. What was the point of having all the freedom she did on Earth if she couldn't go and have fun with guys like Bellamy? She knew what it meant and what it didn't, rumors about him and his activities was one of the most popular gossip topics. While she didn't quite like the idea of being the subject of gossip, well, she didn't quite care enough to avoid it. She grazed her eyes over Bellamy again, as she had done earlier, and walked off towards his tent. Walking into the tent, it was nothing more interesting than her own. Fabric draped over poles and logs, giving cover and privacy. There was a mix of a few personal items in the place, clothes mostly and not even much of that. She looked around as she waited, not paying much attention to her surroundings and decided, oddly enough to her own thought, to take her shoes off. She kicked them off into a corner and chucked softly to herself. At the sound of the tent opening, she turned to see Bellamy pushing the flap open. "What a nice sight you are." She took a step toward him and let her head lean to the side as she grinned at him.  Bellamy Blake || legit shit at this oh gosh

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harpermcintyre

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

She was there. Or well, here in his tent. As slight smirk formed on his lips as he just watched her. He wasn't opposed to putting work in with a partner, but with how long they had been down here . . . and his interactions with Harper, well, Bellamy felt that he didn't exactly need to devote more time in building up to where they were now. Besides, it was all in good fun, and as he said, just a way to blow off some steam. His eyes kept locked onto hers as she moved closer, her words only adding to the moment.

He set his gun aside -- always keeping one on him, and took a few steps toward her in return. With the tent size, it didn't long until he was standing directly in front of her. He noticed from the corner of his eye her shoes. "I was gonna tell you to make yourself comfortable," he began to say as he leaned toward her. He raised one hand to brush aside her long, golden locks of hair, his lips against her ear as he spoke directly into it. "But I'm glad to see you already have," he teased, before his lips moved to the top of her neck, starting to created a path of kisses as he worked a trail with his lips along it. Taking in the taste of her skin, while his other hand slid down the side of her body, taking in the feeling of her perfect curves and form.

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Harper watched Bellamy walk towards her with a glint of anticipation in her eyes. He looked confident and that left the smallest amount of butterflies in her stomach. The butterflies weren't from being nervous but from being excited. While she had definitely slept with people back on the Ark, this would be her first time on Earth. Her past offers had all been rejected. There was an added element of excitement to it all, being on Earth, even if it likely wouldn't feel much different to how it had been in space. They weren't out in the forest after all. At his comment, his breath tickling her earlobe, she laughed silently and it came out as a breath of air leaving her mouth. "Oh, I plan on making myself even more comfortable." And she would be so much more comfortable in Bellamy's tent than she had been shooting a gun. Her head tipped back to allow Bellamy better access to her neck while her hand lifted to his chest. She ran the tips of her fingers over his shirt, enough pressure to her touch to feel the shape and curves of his muscles. She was finally getting to touch what she could only look at before, even if there was a thin layer of fabric in the way. Her other hand rested lightly on his waist near the bottom of his shirt and she teased at the hem. She had caught glimpses of him shirtless before in the camp and she couldn't say she wasn't impatient to see it again. Bellamy Blake || I've never written any smut before, I don't even think I've written kissing before in a rp. Tell me if my writing turns shit!

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harpermcintyre

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

A smirk would have touched Bellamy's features, had he not been preoccupied with where his lips were currently touching along the skin of her neck. Her hands moving over his shirt, made him want to instantly remove it to feel the warmth of her touch, without the barrier of fabric. But he kept himself composed, maintained. He wasn't some over eager first time lover. With how aggressive he could be out there, his attitude toward physical intimacy was different. Continuing to kiss along her neck, he moved his hand that was at her side, tucking it under the fabric of her shirt.

He slowly slid his hand underneath it, to touch her bare skin, trailing up her stomach but pausing before getting to her chest, adjusting to the side. Her shift hiking up with his hand. He drew his head back to look at her. The gaze held only for a moment before his lips touched the corner of her mouth, not yet fully kissing her but rather, teasing. "You done this before?" He asked, wanting to know beforehand so that he could be made aware of how much build up was needed . . . for he knew that the first for women could be painful. And he wasn't going to be dismissive of that if Harper had never had sex before.

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Harper became a lot more aware of Bellamy's hand as it tucked under her shirt. She had noticed it before, moving down her side but there was so much more reason to pay it attention without the barrier of her shirt. With her head tipped back, she couldn't see Bellamy comfortably so she let her eyes closed at his touch. It was cold against the skin of her stomach, leaving a trail behind as it moved up towards her chest and completely gentle. Gentle was definitely a new word to describe Bellamy. He was a good leader but his actions couldn't ever be described as gentle. Her hand that rested in his waist moved onto his back, moving under his shirt to rest at the dip of his spine.  As Bellamy pulled his head back, Harper opened her eyes and they met with his. She couldn't help but think that even Bellamy's eyes were attractive, that she couldn't wait to have them on her body when her clothes weren't covering so much of it. "On the Ark I did," she answered. While she doubted she had anything close to Bellamy's experience, she was happy that she had some experience. It would be a lot more enjoyable to blow off steam with Bellamy when she didn't have to worry about the awkwardness and slight pain that had gone with her first time. "I know you've done this before." She trailed her lips down to kiss his chin, the smallest amount of stubble to tickle her lips. The hand on his chest moved to rest near the back of his neck and her thumb brushed lightly on his jaw. She teased kisses up his chin before meeting his lips with her own. Bellamy Blake || Took me darn long enough to write

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harpermcintyre

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

She had done this before. While it didn't take away any care that Bellamy would put into their actions, it was a different dynamic when sleeping with a woman for the first time, compared to one who had already experienced it before. Her question caused a faint smirk, his shoulders relaxing a bit more as the intimacy between them grew. Her soft against his back, her other on his cheek, and then her lips, touching his chin as she made her way to his lips. He immediately responded, breathing into the kiss as he deepened it. He felt his guard lower, his body relaxing and leaning into her own. His hand moved to the back of her head, weaving his fingers in her luscious locks while gently pressing her head against his.

Wanting to deepen the kiss still, he slipped his tongue between her lips, slowly, without being too intrusive, and used the muscle to explore her mouth. To drink in her unfamiliar taste that was delicious. Deciding that he wanted to make this more comfortable for them, his hands both moved to her legs, slightly lifting them up so that she could wrap them around his waist for those few steps toward his bed . . . where he carefully lay her down and positioned himself on top of her. He eased out of the kiss, his lips trainling along her cheek as his hands went to the bottom of her shirt, sliding it up but moving slowly, as if to savor and build the moment. "How's this for blowing off steam?" He asked her teasingly, speaking against her ear as he nipped her earlobe a littl.

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG There was experience to Bellamy's lips as he deepened their kiss. Harper let her own fall into rhythm with his kisses, her hand pushing against his back to pull them closer together still and her other hand cupping his cheek as she let herself get lost in the kiss. She could feel the warmth of his skin through his shirt and her body melted into his. The shirt she wanted off. Not wanting to break their kiss, however, she didn't make any move to remove it. She knew well enough that it wouldn't stay on for too much longer. Deepening the kiss even more, Harper's lips parted more to allow Bellamy to slip his tongue between them. Her own tongue grazing lightly against his as he explored.  Her fingers began to slowly, lazily draw shapes on his back, keeping pressure to her touch as she did. In a teasing manner, they dipped quickly below the waistband of his pants before trailing up again onto his back. His shirt lifted as her hand traveled further up his back. She sucked a breath in though mouth, breaking their kiss for a moment. The movement of having her legs lifted from the ground was unexpected but definitely not unwelcome. She quickly recovered, her legs wrapping around his waist and her lips pressing back against his and moving back into rhythm. As he layed her onto the bed, she moved her hand from his cheek to brush against the back of his neck, her fingers combing through his silky curls. "I'm sure there's nothing better on Earth than those lips of yours," she teased back, humming quietly as he nipped at her earlobe. She kept her eyes closed, focusing on the feeling on his hands against her stomach as her slowly pulled her shirt up. "Except maybe your hands."  Bellamy Blake || *whistles*

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harpermcintyre

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Hher legs having wrapped around him, pressed his already aroused center against her core . . . making him desire her even more, if that was possible at this point. But having her on his bed, made them one step closer to that. As did the removal of her shirt which he finally managed to pull off, tossing the garment carelessly to the side. His lips immediately returned to her skin, kissing her now exposed collarbone and upper chest, as she still wore her undergarment.

Her words caused a slight smirk to form on his face, concealed with where he was currently occupying his mouth. The taste of her skin was too delicious to stop kissing. And the feel of her hands through his hair . . . well, it was always a comfort and pleasurable feeling for a partner to run their hands through his locks. A comforting gesture; a highly enjoyable one. "Well, how about I show you what both of them can do," he began to say, obviously wtih clear suggestiveness in his voice. While talking, his hands moved to her back, unclasping her bra and removing it with ease as it joined the undetermined whereabouts of her shirt.

"And then you can decide which is better," he added with a playful tone, before capturing one of her breasts in his mouth, suckling it hungrily while his hands were already moving to unfasten her pants. There was something strongly arousing about the fact that he nearly had her fully undressed, and he still lay clothed on top of her. It wouldn't last long but for now, he was just admiring how beautiful she was; how sensual and alluring her entire figure was. And couldn't wait to see all of it in its natural glory.

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG The removal of her shirt caused her hands to part from Bellamy for a moment and when they returned, fingers finding their way back through hair and onto his back, Harmony knew that she wanted Bellamy's shirt off as well. That she wanted to feel his skin against hers. Right then. For the moment, though, she found herself having trouble making a complete move towards that. Her fingers tugged at the hem of his shirt, pulling it up to leave his stomach bare but were made to stop there. When he spoke, his words left her in anticipation. They were both still well clothed and Bellamy already had her shaking. As good as Bellamy was with a gun, Harper could guess which area he had put the most practice into. Her hands were moved from his shirt, causing it to be left half-removed, as Bellamy made quick work of removing her bra.  She would enjoy the process of deciding which was best, his hands or lips. Although she knew she would have a lot of trouble making the decision in the end. A soft sound left her mouth, somewhere between a gasp and a moan, as Bellamy's mouth started on her breast. The feeling felt better than she remembered it being and she was sure then that Earth made everything better. Even if it were more likely that it was better because it was Bellamy. As he worked on getting her pants undone, Harper's hands moved back to his shirt and she tugged it up to leave his chest bare, removing the fabric and following Bellamy's lead in throwing it away from where they were on the bed. And she was quick with moving hands onto his bare skin, fingers tracing the muscles on his shoulders, his back with an urgency to her touch. His skin was smoother than she had expected, it was warm too. She admired the way skin pulled over muscle to create his perfect form. Bellamy Blake || .

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harpermcintyre

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Thhe sounds that she made with his lips on her breast were glorious. Music to his ears that only encouraged his actions, teasing her hardened tip between his teeth and soothing it with his tongue. She filled his mouth and he enjoyed the warmth of her breast. His hands were successful in their attempt to unfasten her, pulling down her pants and underwear at once. He moved her knees up so that he could lower it all the way, and threw it to the side to join the rest of their discarded clothing.

Her own hands began to pull up his shirt, and he knew it was only fair. It forced the contact of his lips on her chest to break, but he made the sacrifice, assisting her in its removal as she had it join their other needless attire. Her hands moving over his now bare skin left a trail of warmth, strengthening his desire for her. He leaned back down to capture her lips in a deep, fervent kiss.

His hand moved along her inner thigh, skimming the outer folds of her skin. "First, hands," he breathed against her lips before slowly and carefully slipping a finger between the folds of her skin, almost immediately finding that one singular pleasure point, gently pressing down on it with the appropriate pressure. His words were also meant as a bit of a tease . . . deciding what was better, his hands or mouth, as he had now revealing how it could be determined. And what would come next.

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG When Bellamy started to pull off her pants, Harper lifted her hips to help him and then allowed him to move her legs however he needed. The pants, the last of Harper's clothes, were quickly thrown out of the way. Now as she lay below him, completed naked, she didn't feel even the slightest bit nervous. This was exactly what she wanted and what she had expected when she agreed to blow off some steam with Bellamy. She had urges that she had wanted filled and now that they were on Earth and she was free from the Skybox, she wanted to enjoy the freedom she had in every way she could. It just added to it that the person she was with was someone as good looking and as obviously experienced as Bellamy was. It let her know she was in good, pleasurable hands. As much as Harper felt slightly disappointed by the fact Bellamy's lips didn't return to her chest, she was happy to them back on her own lips. She put all the passion she could into the kiss, her tongue sliding between Bellamy's lips, moving against his as she enjoyed the taste of his mouth. Bellamy's hand left a trail of fire on the inside of her thigh. Her heartbeat sped up in anticipation as it moved closer to her centre. When his finger entered her, her kisses became breathless and her hands tightened where they sat on different spots on his muscular back. His finger pressed on a pleasure point, causing Harper to moan into his mouth. She broke their kiss and moved her mouth to his neck. Her lips paused to suck on the soft skin before she grazed her teeth lightly along the then sensitive skin. She wanted to encourage him and she needed to touch him, to kiss him as much as she could. Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harpermcintyre

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Shhe sounded incredible. Felt incredible. Each noise and involuntarily action of her body encouraging his actions. He could feel the wetness of her center, slicking his entrance and making it easier for his finger to feel inside of her. Move inside of her as he continued to target that point of intense pleasure. But he didn't want her to reach that peak, not yet. The groan through the kiss sent a vibration through the embrace, before her lips trailed along his skin, causing Bellamy's breathing to become slightly heavier from the effect it was having on him, and his body.

He almost wanted to tell her that she didn't have to be as gentle, but he was going to shift positions anyway. He abruptly pulled his finger from inside of her, resting it on her waist. His lips moved to her ear, speaking directly into it in a low whispered voice. "Now, lips," he teased, kissing her ear before continuing that path down the front of her neck, down along her chest, skimming along her neglected nipple that he had not paid attention to before.

He continued to move further, and further down, until his lips were at her center. Gently nudging her legs apart a little more, he blew over the sensitive region to add the sensation of his breath. Pausing for only a brief moment, he then took her in his mouth, slipping his tongue in the folds of her skin and caressing her with it. Damn, she tasted good. His hands were on her hips, casually resting there without holding her down while he continued to work his mouth against her heated and moist core.

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Bellamy's finger continued to move inside Harper, finding a rhythm that Harper's hips then followed in as they rocked. She could feel herself building and she felt in that moment as if she could peak from his one finger alone. Bellamy knew how to pleasure a woman, how to bring them to a point of squirming below him. But then his fingers suddenly pulled out of her. Her hips moved up from the bed as if trying to follow his finger and an audible whimper left her lips. She needed him. He couldn't just pull away. Her mouth opened to make a complaint when his lips moved to her ear and he spoke before she could. Oh, she understood what he was doing. A shiver ran down her spine. Goosebumps rose on her skin where his lips touched as they traveled down her neck and then continued down her body. It felt as if the anticipation would make her scream. When Bellamy's lips finally made it to her centre, his breath left her squirming. "Bellamy," she moaned, on the verge of begging him to continue. His moment of pausing felt like an eternity in her needs but then it ended, finally, and his tongue slid between her folds. Her head leaned back into the pillow, her eyes shutting as the feeling overwhelmed her. There was a swear mixed in with the noise that came from her lips. Being the only thing that Harper could grab onto with where Bellamy was, her hands slid into his curls, gripping them and using that to push him more into her. Oh god, she needed him to go faster. Everything was adding to the moment, his tongue in her, his hands on his hips and the fact that she could feel her wetness on his finger, and her hands in his perfect hair.  Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @harpermcintyre

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

The way she said his name was glorious. The underlying tone of a plea, the sensual way it escaped her lips. It further encouraged him -- not that he really needed any more encouragement in this moment. She felt too good, tasted too good for him to have any intention of stopping. He groaned with pleasure, sending a vibration through her as his tongue delved deeper, his lips sucking more of her heated core to offer as much as he could to her. His intention wasn't to just make her reach that peak once . . . he wanted to push her more than that. He wanted to make her so damn mindless with pleasure that by the time he sunk into her, there wouldn't be any need for her to take extra time to adjust to him. While she said that this wasn't her first time, Bellamy still wanted her to be overcome with the euphoric bliss that an orgasm could provide. He wanted to pleasure her, knowing this was not only about deriving his own.

One hand on her waist trailed upward, spanning over her bare stomach, caressing over her skin to touch whatever he could reach from this angle. Her fingers in his hair was always some he relished in; the sensation of his partner's fingers running through them offered a certain comfort, and in this case, drive to continue. He released her only for a brief moment. "You feel so good," he breathed against her, wanting to encourage her to fall over that edge he was leading her up to. With that determination in mind, he delved back in, sinking his tongue deeper into her, groaning again as his chest heaved from the intensity and vigor of his actions.

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG When Bellamy groaned, Harper felt it run through her body and she could do nothing but moan a wordless response. There wasn't a part of her that could ever remember feeling something like that. She knew that she wasn't going to last much longer. She was lost in the feeling of Bellamy's tongue and the suction of his lips. Every part of her body felt more sensitive than before. When one of Bellamy's hands started to move over her stomach, it felt like everything to Harper. Every touch of their skin together seemed to burn and leave a mark on her, and Harper would have no complaint if it did. Everything had gotten to a point where she was focused on nothing more than her and Bellamy and the way that he was making her feel. Nothing else existed. Nothing else mattered. The world could end for a second time and Harper was sure she wouldn't even notice that. Bellamy moving away from her centre, even for the short amount of time that he did had her hips bucking up in need for him to continue. His words had warm breath blowing against her sensitive lips and had her thinking that she was going to melt. She was so close. With the way that Bellamy was doing everything so intensely, she would fall over the edge soon. Bellamy's tongue slid back into her and another groan shook her from the inside. Her hands were frozen in his hair as she felt like she was taken completely from the world around her. She felt like she was suspended, not even aware of the bed below her. Just her own body and Bellamy's mouth. And it lasted forever. When she finally came down again she sank into the bed behind her. She couldn't manage to open her eyes yet but she eventually found her voice again. "Bellamy," she breathed. Even with the fog of her orgasm, she knew that they weren't done. Not likely close. Bellamy Blake || I have no idea if this is written well. Like normal.