Pregnant With...Emotion?

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Nina Eaton

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

I love you.

All else fled his mind. Ceased to exist. These words made him pause; numbed his heart before it poured over with emotion. She loved him. With everything that had happened with his sister, with Clarke, with Kane, with people who had loved -- still loved -- and those who had given up on him. Those who had left him. Nina never had. She had accepted him for all his faults. She had stayed by him even when they weren't technically together. She had . . . tolerated him. But now, hearing that she loved him, meant more than he could ever imagine. To be loved by someone.

To have them vocalize it without shame. Without judgment. Without disapproval. He didn't deserve it. His love for others was often unreciprocated. But with Nina . . . she loved him. She loved him back. Because he knew how he felt about her. There was no question in his mind about his feelings for her. Though he had never said them aloud. Perhaps it was in part because he didn't deserve love. Perhaps it was because of how everyone he loved, he failed. He lost. And the thought of ever losing Nina, was unbearable. She had rejected his reasons before, and he had still walked away. But never again.

Tonight, this moment, was as if they were exchanging vows of promise. Of a future together. Bellamy had always left it unsaid, but not anymore. He wanted her to know him. To know what was in his heart. Where words sometimes failed him, actions were revealing. And her revelation played over and over in his mind.

Each time he heard it, it made his heart swell. For the first time in a while, he felt like he was worth something. That she had truly saved his soul, brought him back to life. With Octavia's actions and Kane giving up on him . . . he felt like he had lost everything. But tonight, he had gained everything. Love. From a woman, and a growing child. Bellamy's hand went to her chin, gently tilting her head to look at him, his eyes locking onto her beautiful ones. He wanted her -- needed her -- to see the sincerity.

To know that these words were coming from his heart, soul, mind, and body. She had seen the worst of him and yet, she still loved him. How anyone could, was beyond him. But he didn't want to question it. He didn't want to reject it. Selfish of him it may be . . . but he was too dependent on her to ever leave what they had. His hand moved to her cheek, gently resting on it. He leaned forward, his lips brushing against hers for a moment because he eased out of the kiss, his eyes slowly opened though through heavy lids, glazed over with emotion. Words he had never said to any partner or anyone who wasn't a relative . . . now able to come out with more ease than he thought possible. "I love you too."

[Nina Eaton]

OR He'll say he's just not the same and you'll begin to wonder why you came Nina had never been unsure about her feelings for Bellamy. At times, frustrated or even resentful, but never unsure. Resentment came when she was unable to get over him, to push him out of her mind. After he had ended things with her, or rather, just stopped talking to her, back on the Ark she had been heart broken but unable to forget about him. She resented her feelings for him and wished she had nothing at all for him. It had been a difficult time for her, battling with her feelings and emotions while trying to keep her life together. But she had always known that she cared about him. She always knew that she loved him. She had never been one to force things out of Bellamy while they had been together on the Ark. She had always been patient with his feelings and had never held his inability to express certain things against him. She knew that was just who he was and she accepted him for that. So in a sense, she almost expected him not to say anything back. It wasn't as if she felt he didn't care about her. She knew he cared. She didn't know whether he loved her like she loved him but part of her hoped he did. So when he tilted her chin up to make her look at him, she felt like she almost couldn't breathe. Time was frozen but for a moment. He pressed his lips against hers and she melted into the kiss. Nina moved a hand to wrap around his neck and kept it there even when he slowly pulled away. Looking into his eyes, Nina felt everything. She felt love and passion and every other good feeling that she got whenever she was with Bellamy. Those feelings only increased when he repeated those words to her. She smiled and leaned in again, pressing her lips against his. Everything was different now. Nina felt unbelievably happy for the first time in a long time. Nina attempted to pour all of her love into the kiss, deepening it and wrapping her arms around him. She never wanted to let go of this moment. Of him. Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Nina Eaton

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THE HELL WE WANT

Her response to his words was perfect. The perfect reaction. Her smile, the passionate kiss, her arms wrapped around him. He immediately responded, deepening it further as he let his own emotions pour into the kiss. The love and affection e felt for her. The gratitude he felt for her. Not only gratitude for loving him, but also, for granting him with another precious gift; one that he had never truly known before.

The first was love, the other was a child. And it made him feel a new kind of love for Nina. One that he had never thought possible. The hand on her stomach, slipped under hert shirt, caressing the skin there; a part of her body that would soon grow are their child did. One that would reveal the life growing inside of her. And he couldn't wait to see it. To feel their baby growing each day.

Right now however, he felt the need to not only saw the words of how much he loved her, but express them to. If she was able. If she could. As he had not forgotten how unwell she'd been feeling. He breathed into the kiss, moving her a little so that she was on top of him, granting her the unspoken offer to stop if she wished. If she needed to. His hand continued to move on her stomach, slowly hiking her shirt up as his lips continued to work against hers, drinking in her bellicious taste.

[Nina Eaton]

OR He'll say he's just not the same and you'll begin to wonder why you came Like most times when Bellamy touched her, she got goosebumps when his hand slid under her shirt to touch her skin. A moment later she felt herself moving and then she was lying on top of Bellamy. The feeling of her shirt being hiked up even further caused her to pull away and sit up. Reaching down, she grabbed the ends of her shirt and pulled it up over her head, tossing it onto the floor before returning her lips to his. Nina was thankful that she had been feeling good so far today, other than the obvious anxiety over the news. She would hate for something to ruin her moment with Bellamy, feeling like she had to show him how much she loved him. Knowing that there was a part of him inside of her was sort of a turn on, even though she knew the hormones also contributed to her libido. But right now was different. Right now was about showing Bellamy how much she loved him. This time would be different; she could already feel it. One of her hands traveled down his body and began to push the fabric of his shirt up his body. Her hand sprawled across his abdomen and she felt the heat of his body transfer onto her own hand. Moving her lips from his, she kissed the corner of his mouth and moved to his neck, kissing and sucking for a moment before trailing up back towards his lips. Nina held her lips just above his and barely opened her eyes. "I love you," she repeated, a smile on her face. Nina pressed her lips against his and one hand went to rest on the side of his face, her thumb caressing the apple of his cheek. Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Nina Eaton

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THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy watched her, mesmerized as she began to lift her shirt to reveal her alluring body. His hands spanned over her stomach, moving up and down her sides to take in the softness of her skin. Somehow, this all felt even more incredible, more powerful . . . and he knew why. It was a combination of things. The first being that she was pregnant of course, and the second . . . being that they had exchanged those three words that he had dared not say to anyone else.

That he had not felt for anyone else. When she moved her hands under his shirt, he immediately felt the sensation of her touch, strengthened by her lips moving along his neck and sucking the skin. He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath, thoroughly enjoying her attentions. When he felt her move, her breath over him, he opened his eyes, looking at her through heavy lids. Her spoken words were once that he would never tire of hearing.

"I love you too." Or saying, as he uttered them in a low voice, but thick with sincerity. One hand moved to the back of her head to press her down and close to him, as he deepened the kiss, pouring into it the magnitude of the words he said. His hand moved over her back, sliding over to the front fastening of her pants, pausing his actions for a moment as he eased out of the kiss, his lips still barley apart from hers. "You sure you're up for this?" He asked, just wanting to be sure, knowing she hadn't been feeling well -- obviously now knowing why. He lightly kissed her cheek while awaiting the question, needing to keep contact of her skin.

[Nina Eaton]

OR He'll say he's just not the same and you'll begin to wonder why you came Hearing him say those words in return was something she had longed to hear for a very long time. Truth be told, it wasn't something Nina thought she'd ever hear him say to her. Things had been a little more casual between the two on the Ark but they had been exclusive nevertheless. It hadn't been until he had shut her out of his life that she realized just how strong her feelings for him had been. The heartbreak had been unexpected and definitely something she had been forced to compartmentalize. She had to continue with her life and couldn't let a stupid boy get in the way of that. But those emotions had made her realize just how deep she had gotten into it with Bellamy Blake. Of course, any attempt of forgetting about him had failed and only gotten worse after she slept with him upon her arrival on Earth.  The feeling of his hand on the back of her head, pressing her into him made Nina feel more relaxed than she had been in a long time. Like Bellamy, she poured everything into the kiss. She felt his hands going to the buttons on her pants and she didn't think much of it, considering they had been in this position many times before. But when he paused and slowly pulled away from the kiss, Nina looked at him in confusion. She doubted he could read the expression on her face given their close proximity and she got distracted when he pressed a kiss to her cheek. His very presence was intoxicating and Nina had to pull herself from the haze in order to answer his question. Realizing what he had been asking, she rolled her eyes. "Just shut up and kiss me," she teased before pressing her lips to his again. Her hands went to the bottom of his shirt and pushed the fabric up as far as she could, telling him that she wanted it gone. It wasn't enough just to have her hands linger on his abdomen. She needed that full on skin on skin contact that she loved so much. Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Nina Eaton

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THE HELL WE WANT

Her response summed everything up. Revealing that she was well enough to demand that he shut up -- as this wasn't the first time she'd told him to, nor was she even the only person to say it. So he didn't question it. He knew Nina would use her own judgment and right now, she didn't seem to be the slightest bit hindered. Bellamy's mouth moved against hers, his hand on her cheek as he deepened the kiss once again, this time, with fervent need, breathing into the embrace to take in her scent.

He could feel the air touching his upper body, as she started to lift his shirt up. He broke the contact of their lips so that he could fully remove the article of clothing as he tossed it to the side. His now bare arms wrapped around Nina's smaller frame. A body that would soon grow with their child. A sight that Bellamy was so eager to witness. His hands returned to the fastening of her pants, proceeding to do what he had stopped himself from doing before.

He opened them, starting to slide them down as far as he could reach without moving their current positions. But maybe that was the problem. So in one swift motion, he turned them, now on top of Nina as she lay with her back against the bed. Bellamy couldn't help but smile through the kiss of their altered positions, able to move her pants down more easily as he moved his hands to bend her knees so he could keep sliding them off and down.

[Nina Eaton]

OR He'll say he's just not the same and you'll begin to wonder why you came Nina watched as Bellamy pulled away to remove his shirt. She couldn't complain since that's what she had been trying to get him to do. But she already missed the feel of his lips on hers and once he tossed his shirt to the side, it wasn't long before their lips connected again. His strong arms embraced her and she leaned into every single touch. Nina was glad once his hands went back to unfastening her pants, now that he was certain that she was up for their intended activity. While at the time she had found it a little annoying, she realized how sweet it had been of him. He wanted to make sure she was okay before doing something to crave any needs that he had. Truth be told, it made her want him more. Not that she thought that was really possible at the moment. After hearing him repeat that he loved her, she had to be with him in every way possible. It wasn't so much about the baby for her as it was about exchanging 'I love you' with one another. But Nina had the feeling that it was definitely both for Bellamy, especially from the way his hands caressed her stomach. Her pants were pushed down her body and while she tried to help the best she could, she would have to detach herself from him in order to make it happen. But Bellamy solved the problem by quickly flipping them over. Nina wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him closer while allowing her body to be moved so her pants could come off. Once they were finally off, Nina's hand moved between them to unbotton Bellamy's pants before using her feet to push them down as far as possible.  Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Nina Eaton

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THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy breathed into the kiss when he felt Nina's hands work on opening his pants. He helped in pulling them down so that they could continue to remove the hindrance of clothing. Bellamy's lips went from Nina's to her cheek and down along her perfect leg, kissing and teasing the skin with his mouth, tongue and teeth. He moved his head a little lower, latching the strap of her bra between her teeth and pulled it down over her shoulder, his lips brushing against her skin in the path of this action.

His hand followed his mouth's actions on the other side, pulling down her strap before slipping a hand behind her to undo it and remove it completely. He kissed along her collar bone, his bare chest now pressed against hers, the warmth of her skin an incredible sensation that heated his entire body. He wanted to be inside, be one with her, the need for her so damn strong that once he was finally rid of his clothing, kicking off the remainder of his pants and underwear, he made sure she too was completely rid of all her own. He wanted to see her, feel her, touch her in her completely natural and breathtaking form.

[Nina Eaton]

OR He'll say he's just not the same and you'll begin to wonder why you came Thankful for his assistance in removing his pants, Nina's hands went to touch his skin. One of her hands went to his neck and the other went to touch the skin along his back. A heavy breath left her lips as the sensation of his lips trailing along her cheek and down her neck. She tilted her head slightly so that he could have better access. Nina became lost in the sensation of his mouth pulling down her bra strap, only to be followed by the other. She lifted her back the best she could so he could unclasp her bra so he could move in entirely. The sensation of her breasts against his chest caused a moan to leave her lips. She had always loved the feeling of her skin against his. It was an intoxicating sensation and it was one she never wanted to let go of.  Bellamy wasted no time in removing the rest of their clothes. Nina was now completely bare underneath him and she yearned to have him inside of her. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Nina's hips bucked up towards his in an attempt to get some sort of friction. She connected her lips with his again, moving her tongue over his and taking in the taste of his mouth. Nina wrapped both arms around his neck, pulling him as close as possible, continuing to pour all of her love into the kiss. Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Nina Eaton

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THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy took advantage of her slight head tilt to allow him further access, moving his lips along the skin with pure enjoyment of touching her in this way. He could feel more than see her remove her bra, their now bare chests pressed against each other and the sound that escaped her with the sensation of it, was music to his ears. He loved the sounds of pleasure that escaped her during such intimate moments. Knowing that he had been part of what caused them; that he could draw such sounds from her.

There was a sense of pride in it, a sense of relief and honor that he was the one she had chosen to be with. When she wrapped her legs around him, it placed pressure on his already aching region . . . eager for relief. The movements of her hips only intensified it. He breathed into the kiss, her arms around him, his own hands skimming over the sides of her body, ensuring not to place his weight over her. He reached between them, guiding himself to her center, making sure she was moist enough that he could enter with ease. And when assured that she was, he slowly pushed inside of her. The incredible feeling of being inside of her caused him to heavily exhaled, lightly nipping her lip in the process. Despite the frequency they had done this . . . he still waited a few moments for her to adjust to his size and the feel of him filling her. Besides, she was pregnant. He was quite mindful of that and made sure to go slowly and carefully with her.

[Nina Eaton]

OR He'll say he's just not the same and you'll begin to wonder why you came She felt his hand slide between them and she knew that he was about to guide himself into her. Nina was ready for him; she knew that much. With the extra hormones she had no problem getting wet for Bellamy, not that she did in the first place. Nina had always wanted Bellamy in every way possible. Even when she had come down to Earth she had wanted him. She hated herself for it, but she had. And they had reconnected, if only physically, for that one night and it had been great. But it hadn't given Nina what she needed, which was all of him. But now she had all of him in every way possible. It was what she wanted and she never wanted to let him go. Nina felt him push into her and she gasped into his mouth. It always took her a minute to adjust to his size, no matter how often they had sex. She felt him fill her to the hilt and her muscles contracted around him, getting used to his size. She only needed a moment and once she was certain that she was ready, she moved her hips up to meet his. Nina moaned at the sensation of Bellamy inside of her. They were connected in every way possible, now and forever. They would always be connected now because of this child growing inside of her. It was something they made together. She couldn't help but to think back to the words he had spoken to her earlier. They created this life together. It was a part of him and a part of her.  Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Nina Eaton

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THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy waited until he felt her thrust up, a non verbal sign of showing him that she was ready for movement. Bellamy didn't need to wait any longer. He slowly began to thrust inside of her, ensuring to be careful and steady in each push of his hips as he went deeper into her heat. Her moans were music to his ears, serving as encouragement as he returned a groan of pleasure, sending a vibration through the kiss. He eased out of the embrace, though his lips were hardly separated from her own, quiet breaths escaping him as he continued to build a steady rhythm of each thrust.

His forehead was against hers, wanting to open his eyes so he could see the expression on her face but was too overwhelmed with all she was making him feel in such moments. The glorious feeling of being one with her body, heightened by the fact that they had made a life by this. That their love had done that. Bellamy's hand went to her breast, gently cupping it and massaging it in the palm of his hand, went to fill it with the warmth of her body. He started to slightly pick up the pace, ensuring to hit that one spot with each thrust inside of her to maximize the pleasure she allowed him to give her.

[Nina Eaton]

OR He'll say he's just not the same and you'll begin to wonder why you came His hips began to meet her own and she continued to thrust up, pushing him as far inside of her as she could. The groan that left his mouth went into hers and she soaked up the sound of pleasure that left his mouth. The taste of his mouth was intoxicating and she ran her tongue across his, taking in as much as she could. Bellamy pulled out of the kiss and she ran her tongue across her own lips, an automatic reaction. Their foreheads were pressed together and the feeling of his warm breath across her face only added to everything else that she was feeling. Her hips continued to meet his and the start of her orgasm began to build up. She could feel the coil begin to tighten in her stomach and it only got better with each thrust. Each was better than the last but she didn't know how long she was going to last. For some reason, this time was so much more euphoric than the other times they slept together. She arched her back inot his touch when he grabbed her breast, caressing it with soft touches. Nina's hand traveled to his shoulder and her nails dug into his skin when his thrusts began to hit a sensitive spot inside of her. A spot that only Bellamy had ever hit before. A loud moan left her lips and she began to meet his thrusts harder, pushing him as deep as he could go. Nina opened her eyes, pleasure and lust all over her face. As her orgasm continued to build, she allowed herself to watch his face twist into his own facial expressions of pleasure. Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Nina Eaton

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THE HELL WE WANT

There was something so beautiful about this moment. Bellamy knew it was the combination of the baby and their exchanged I Love Yous. It made him want to savor the night, the intimacy. But at the same time, his physical dive tended to trump any hope of slowing things down. Her own actions and sounds fueling his, as he built the momentum. His hand continuing to gently squeeze her breast, each arch of her back allowing her to press more against him . . . and the pleasure spot within her receiving ample attention with each purposeful thrust.

Bellamy's breathing grew a little more strained, inhalation and exhalation shorter, faster, breathy grunts as each push of his hips became more focused and need driven. He could feel himself throb within her and it only do a few more particularly strong and deep thrusts, and one final groan, until he released inside of her. The impact of his orgasm so strong that he felt everything spin around him.

 He made sure she too reached that peak of ecstasy before he ceased his motions, though did not pull out of her right away. His hand released her breast, falling limply to the side. His shoulders relaxed, his head falling against the crook of her neck as he breathed heavily above her, bracing his weight a little above her so not to crush her. He kissed along her neck, still working on catching his breath, but trailed up to her ear where he whispered the words that made this all even more incredible. "I love you."