A Walk Under The Stars

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Constellations. Bellamy wasn't even sure what the last constellation he saw was. But looking up at the stars now, he knew he could truly see them. Appreciate them. With the perfect company. Bellamy's gaze followed Jackson's hand as he motioned to them, before lowering it to cup his jaw. The guardsman turned his head a little, finding it impossible to resist the urge yet again as he leaned toward Jackson and kissed him. Deeply. Passionately.

The whole setting and feel of this date getting to him, adding to the emotion of the kiss. His free hand moved along Jackson's chest, caressing it over his clothes, the burning urge to feel more than that starting to consume him, but also knew they couldn't exactly do anything out here in the open. Easing out of the kiss, he smiled against his lips.

"I don't think I can ever wait until the end of the date to do that," he teased, referencing their earlier conversation. He moved his lips along Jackson's neck, kissing along it as his hand continued to move up and down his upper body. He nestled his face in the crook of his neck for a moment, just wanting to freeze this perfect moment in time, and wish that nothing else caught up to them. Not their darkened emotions, not the pain of their past, not anything or anyone else.

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Jackson smiled at Bellamy's words, but he couldn't find any to return them with. That kiss had stolen his breath in the best way, and now Bellamy was moving his mouth down his neck, his hand continuing to run over his chest. Jackson made a small noise of desire, sliding his hand back into's Bellamy's hair, but resisting the urge to drag Bellamy on top of him. It was hard not to completely give into the desire Bellamy was causing in him, but this was a little less private than the cave had been.

"Bell," Jackson panted, when Bellamy stopped to nuzzle his neck, feeling his heart rate had already started to speed up. "Mmm, if you're going to do that, you should take me home."

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

The nickname in which Jackson referred to Bellamy as no longer felt tainted. For the longest time, Octavia had been the only one to call him by this shortened version of his name. Though it always sounded comfortable coming from Jackson's lips. The guardsman gave a slight smirk in response, drawing his head back to look at his partner. "Guess I'll have to stop then," he said teasingly, resting his head next to Jackson's on the blanket.

"Wouldn't want to cut this part of the date short," he added in further teasing. He was perfectly content to just lie here with Jackson for as long as time permitted them to. While he always desired the man, moments like these were important as well. To just be together, in all senses of the word. "Since this is your first date, you just let me know when you're ready to go home," he added on, placing another light kiss against his jaw before laying against the blanket once more.

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Jackson made a small disappointed noise when Bellamy said he'd have to stop, but he was mostly playing. "Such a tease," he accused, but he was happy just to be here with Bellamy. And pleased Bellamy didn't seem bothered by the shortening of his name. The first time he'd done it, it had been in a moment of passion, and Jackson though maybe Bell might not have noticed. But this time, there was no way he'd missed it. And he hadn't rejected it.

When Bellamy rested back on the blanket again, Jackson rolled closer to him, draping his arm over his chest and kissing Bellamy's neck. "I could stay like this forever," he murmured. It was true. They didn't even have to talk. With Bellamy next to him, he was safe. Not just in the sense that Bellamy knew how to protect them from a threat, but because he'd opened up to Bellamy and been rewarded with this relationship, rather than hurt. "So maybe I'm not the best judge on when we should leave."

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy enjoyed the feeling Jackson's lips against his neck, closing his eyes for a moment to just soak in the pleasure of the sensation. "Now look who's being the tease," he joked. But, he also meant it at the same time. Forever. Now that sounded like a wonderful idea. Or maybe a dream was more accurate of a word. Since they couldn't exactly stay here forever. "Forever works for me," he stated, perfectly content with that.

"What's something that you've always wanted to do?" Bellamy asked, going somewhere with his inquiry. "On a date or not, but something that you've wanted to try or experience." Whether it be on the Ark or on the Ground. Was there some place Jackson wanted to go in particular? Something he wanted to give a go at? Bellamy wanted to know more about his likes, dislikes, interests, adventures . . . wanting to make the next date, something more centered around Jackson's preferences.

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Jackson hadn't really been listening to himself when he said forever, but a thrill went through him to hear Bellamy say it. His smile widened, and he made a contented noise, kissing Bellamy's neck a few more times, tightening his hold on his partner.

When Bellamy asked his question, Jackson had to think about it for a moment. There was so much he hadn't done in his life, so much he'd read about. Some of the things he'd read in old books and such were things that were impossible now, llike going to movies or museums. Moount Weather would probably be the closest thing to a museum they would ever get, and it was gone now. But other things... "Hmm... I'd like to see the ocean. Swim in it." He huffed a small laugh. "Or at least float. I've never tried to swim before, so who knows if I can, but everyone can float." He kissed Bellamy's jaw. It probably sounded stupid, but hearing how oceans and beaches were described in old book always intrigued him.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy listened attentively to Jackson's answer. Swimming in the ocean. Bellamy figured he could manage at least the swimming part of it. He recalled the first time that their own had gone swimming, and Octavia was injured in the process. But, they were less reckless now. More prepared and aware of the dangers that lurked in the water. And Bellamy sure as hell wouldn't lead Jackson to unsafe waters.

"Only way to find out is to try," he stated, rather liking the idea of them trying something else new. "Which won't be too hard," he added on. But he was growing distracted when he felt Jackson's lips on his jaw. Bellamy turned his head toward him, capturing his lips as he kissed him deeply, his hand moving along Jackson's cheek in a gentle caress. His other hand slid down Jackon's chest, slipping under his shirt and just moving his hand over the skin of his firm chest, almost in a tease but also, really wanted to touch his warm skin.

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Jackson almost forgot what they were talking about as Bellamy kissed him, sliding his hand under Jackson's shirt. The kiss and the hand on his bare skin was causing Jackson's heart to race yet again. He slid his hand up the back of Bellamy's shirt, softly caressing the small of Bellamy's back as they kissed. God, he hoped this never grew old. The feeling of touching and kissing Bellamy was too good.

When the kiss broke, Jackson felt little breathless, and he rested his head against Bellamy's shoulder again, trying to calm his body down again. "Not too hard," he agreed. "If I can get away that long without having to make excuses." Which seemed much harder. He continued stroking Bellamy's skin under his shirt, wanting so much more, but making himself control himself. "What's something you've always wanted to do?"

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

The warmth of Jackson's hand against his skin heated his entire body, still trying to maintain some semblance of self control while out in public. But damn. The doctor did not make that easy to do. Fortunately his words helped distract Bellamy a little, as he thought about the question. His hand was still moving along Jackson's skin as he thought. He wasn't entirely sure. He hadn't often thought about what he'd want to do on the ground, tending to just go with other people's desires and needs. "You know, I haven't really thought about it," he admitted with a bit of a smile.

"I guess, hiking up a mountain. Appreciating the view." The past few times he'd done it, they had either had a view of Ark wreckage, or it was on the edge of a cliff where people were jumping off of. While it would be difficult to find a decent mountain or cliff in that sense, it was something that Bellamy often wondered: what would it look like to just see the world from that angle. "Getting away for that long is always the toughest part," he added on, referencing Jackson's earlier words. "You're high in demand," he teased, but truthfully. A doctor was a highly valued individual, and they really only had two properly trained and professional ones.

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Of course Bellamy hadn't thought about a question about what he wanted. Bellamy always put other people first. Jackson could claim to be much different for most of his life--putting his job first automatically put other people first. But in the little down time he had, he had thought about things he wanted to experience, even if he always denied himself those things until now.

When Bellamy said he wanted to hike and appreciate the view, it seemed fitting. Bellamy had always felt solid, unmoving, like a mountain. Not in the physical sense, though an argument could be made there, but in the sense that it felt like Bellamy would always be there. First for his family, and then for any of their people who needed him, even when they didn't appreciate him. And now for Jackson. Like a rock. Jackson wondered vaguely if his answer, to swim in the ocean, said something about him.

Jackson kissed his neck again. He couldn't stop. But he let his hand stop moving on Bellamy's skin, just resting it against Bellamy's stomach, just above the waist of his pants. "I am," he agreed. And it would take years to train some other people in medical so he could take longer breaks. "But we'll make it happen," he murmured. After a moment, he laughed softly as a ridiculous thought occurred to him. "Let's just run away," he teased.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

They would make it happen. Bellamy quite liked the sound of that. But he especially liked Jackson's next suggestion of running away together. A smile formed on the male's lips, a slight huff of amusement as he just thought over that seemingly impossible scenario. "Sounds so damn tempting," Bellamy admitted. His entire life, he had lived for others. To just forgo that responsibility felt . . . impossible. As if he wouldn't know what to do with himself if that were the case. What small pleasures he could find in between, he had. But the fact that he was with Jackson right now . . . well, it was far more, far deeper, than just a 'small' pleasure.

But he knew that them leaving, was never an option. They were committed to their people. Committed to helping them however they could -- in very different ways. Hell, it was Jackson's nurturing personality that was one of the many things that drew Bellamy to him. "This here, can be our escape from everything. Even if we can't run away for good, we can at least pretend." Just a few stolen moments away from everyone else. "We've just got to make sure we do it more than once," he added on as a slight tease, because Bellamy knew that it was easier for them to take care of each other, compared to take care of themselves.

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Jackson's smile widened against Bellamy's neck when Bellamy admitted he was tempted. It was tempting. Damn tempting, as Bellamy said. But they both knew they would never do it. Not unless their current situation changed drastically. They had to be here for their people. When Bellamy continued, Jackson chest ached with how good his words felt, how good Bellamy felt.

He kissed his way up Bellamy's neck and over his chin, pushing himself up onto his forearm as he did so that he could lean over Bellamy and kiss him again. The kiss was slow and deep and Jackson tried to express everything he couldn't find the words to say into it. He felt flushed when he pulled back, curling his hand into the waist of Bellamy's pants, but just leaving it there. "This better happen more than once," he breathed, smiling warmly at Bellamy. He kissed along some of the freckles on Bellamy's cheek. "This is too perfect to never do again." He kissed Bellamy again, more briefly. "Thank you."

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

The kiss was perfect. Filled with emotions that sometimes words could just not adequately articulate. Bellamy parted his lips, deepening it as he moved his mouth against Jackson's, his tongue slipping between his lips to explore his mouth. To drink in his delicious taste that his thirst would never fully be quenched with. He was always left with wanting more. Craving more. With his leaned over position, Bellamy's hand slipped from the front of his shirt, to his back, skimming over it, the fabric serving as a barrier between his hand and Jackson's skin. With Jackson's hand on Bellamy's waist, Bellamy felt a familiar ache start to surge through him. A want. A desire for his partner.

Bellamy's own hand moved to his rear, casually resting over a cheek of his ass, once again, hindered by the fabric of his pants. But he also knew it was for the best, still reminding himself that they were in a very public place. But it was getting increasingly difficult, with the way he kissed over his face, and the words he offered. "I agree," he said in a low voice, thick with all that Jackson was making him feel.

"I guess that's a yes if I were to ask you out on a second date?" He said teasingly, with a smile. At Jackson's gratitude, Bellamy's smile slowly faded, but not due to any lacking happiness. It was replaced with a gaze of soft intent, as Bellamy's hand moved to Jackson's cheek, gently caressing the skin with his thumb as he looked deeply into his partner's beautiful brown eyes. "Thank you," he told him sincerely, before meeting the doctor's lips once more, in a gentle kiss but filled with the three unspoken words that Bellamy's heart felt for Jackson.

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Jackson felt like they were speaking more with their bodies than heir mouths--the kisses and caressed and the way they held each other's gazes. Jackson was a little turned on by the feel of what bellamy was doing, and what he was doing to Bellamy, but his body wasn't quite responding because his chest felt tight with emotion, with feeling this emotionally vulnerable for the first time in a very long time.

He slid his hand out of Bellamy's pants, up his chest, and into his hair. "You're welcome," he murmured, brushing his lips to Bellamy's again. "I'd say yes to the next hundred dates," he added with a smile.

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