Study Buddy

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy felt stressed but it was a good kind of stress. It was not the life and death kind of stress. Not the intense one he lived with every second of every day. This was far more . . . manageable. For it had to do with his studies. Having been accepted into the guards program, Bellamy was in the process of completing his first year. Their final exams and papers were coming up and the course was designed to be quite intense.

It was to weed out those who were not serious about it and believed being a guardsman was just an easy excuse for a job. How wrong that mindset was. He would usually study at home, but Kyle and he had decided to study together instead. Even though Kyle's work was vastly different from Bellamy's . . . sometimes it helped to have company. Sometimes it helped to focus being away from his family so that he didn't have to burden them with his stresses.

He did like teaching Octavia what he could when he could, but for the time being . . he was heading over to Kyle's. He had his backpack slung over one shoulder, equipped with his books, notes, and what he needed to read them. He knocked on Kyle's door, refusing to let the stress interfere. It would be totally counterproductive. He had time to study, not having left everything to the last minute and well . . . Bellamy was rather accustomed to working under pressure.

[Kyle Wick]

Wick had talked his friend into coming over for a study thing, and when he heard the door he walked over to answer it. Wick might not know a lot about the subject Bellamy was studying for, but he did know HOW to study! He had passed all his Engineering exams, and had gotten into his field. It wasn't because he was naturally smart, it was because he loved what he did and it made working to learn everything he needed to know fun.

"Officer Blake!" He jokenly greeted, knowing that was what Bellamy wanted to be, and he let his friend in. "Just drop your stuff where ever," Once Bellamy was in, Kyle shut the door and walked over to his couch. He did alright for himself in the field he was in. It was needed, and he made good money doing it, which allowed him to have a few nicer things--it helped that he wasn't blowing his money on a family right now. With Farm Station doing alright this quarter, even his rations were up slightly. "Hey I sweet talked that girl from the caf into trading one of my rations for this!" He stood over the table and gestured down to what had once been a potato; but Kyle had the girl cut it thin and cook it to make them into chips!

Kyle knew that Bellamy's family didn't have much, and that was why he was trying so hard to get into the guard. He didn't ever want to seem like he was bragging, but he liked that he was able to do something nice for his friend! Such as getting him drunk on his birthday, and having crisps to help study for the big exam! "She asked about you, dude." Kyle grinned at him, "You should get with that! She'd hot, and does that cute giggle thing that I hate, she shouldn't be giggling in bed!" He joked, "But seriously, she seems like a sweet girl! You could take her out sometime! What is her name . . . . crap . . . . Sarah Tan-something. Tancreedi?"

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy set his bag on the side as instructed, suddenly fascinated by what Kyle had said he traded for rations. Bellamy peered over the table, looking at it as a smile formed on his lips. "Those look delicious," he stated. His family didn't have access ot the means to provide for such things. He remembered that once he had gotten Octavia some cake and it had cost a lot. But, it was completely worth it to see the smile on her face. He only hoped that as a Guard, he could provide more for his family and give them all that they deserved. Bellamy then listened to the description of the woman, a slightly raised eyebrow.

"If she's so hot, why don't you go for it," he suggested. Wick was often a great escape for Bellamy. Their conversations were never overly intense -- with the exception of the morning after they had hooked up. But he quite enjoyed the time he spent with him. He was probably one of his closest friends on the Ark and Bellamy was grateful of the non stressful interactions they shared. "We should probably start studying. I don't know about you, but I have a hell of a lot of work I need to do," he said as he went to his back and started pulling out his books.

[Kyle Wick]

Kyle rolled his eyes when Bellamy asked why he wasn't going out with her. "Dude! I am trying to help you out here!" He tossed out, knowing that Bellamy had slpt with girls before, but that it wasn't often. He was trying to help his friend loosen up and enjoy life a bit more! He wouldn't ever tell him but he was a bit of a recluse! A girl (or boy!) could help get him out and shake up things for him! THAT was what Kyle was trying to do! Make sure that Bellamy at least had the chance to get his groove thing on! "She's a bit young for me!" He excused, "I like my women old enough to know what they are getting into." Another joke.

Bellamy was unpacking, so Wick plopped down on the couch and started muttering about things from his study days, while distracted at reading the titles of his books and things. "Dude, I remember the exams I had to pass to get into my field. You want to talk about cruel and usual! They tried to talk me into being a grease monkey but I aint going to be no one's bitch--besides, they have to go out side sometimes. That's the worst thing I can think of. Space. Not for me! I am going to stay inside! If you ever have to arrest me, you will need bondage, because you will have to drag me kicking and screaming!" He tossed the books beside him, and waited for Blake to give them a direction, even while he kept talking.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy was appreciative of Wick's attempt to find him someone but . . . he didn't need that. He also knew that Wick wasn't entirely aware of Bellamy's circumstances -- no one was. So it made sense that he thought the way he did. "What's too young for you?" Bellamy asked, only half rhetorically as there was genuine curiosity in his words. Wick moved to the couch and started talking about one thing or another. Bellamy wasn't really paying attention. The man liked to talk. And well, Bellamy didn't mind it. Wick was an excellent distraction from the stresses of his life . . . but furthermore, he was a good guy. Harmless. Instead, he rummaged around his bag, making sure he pulled out the text book he needed and the notes that went with it.

"If I have to arrest you, I'll be sure to gag you first," Bellamy joked, obviously not meaning it. Wick was a fairly law abiding kind of guy. Apart from the time he had saved him from getting caught stealing. Something that Bellamy could never truly thank him for. When he had most contents from his bag, he only needed one more thing. Reaching into the side pocket he opened up the small holder and took out his glasses, popping them on before tossing the case back in his bag. He rose to his feet and looked at Wick. "Where's your work?" He asked him, knowing that Bellamy would be more likely to study if Wick was doing his work as well.

[Kyle Wick]

What was too young? "Someone that is not too young for you," he countered without answering the question. In truth, Wick didn't think the girl too young for him, but he wanted to push Bellamy toward her. Try to help the guy . . . see--LOOSEN! Try to help the guy to loosen his pant--UP! "What are you wearing?" Wick asked, watching how the glasses made his serious friend turn into a nrdy friend. It made him have flashbacks to kinky school dreams.

Kyle pushed from the couch to stand before his friend, and squint at him as if to playfully mock him. "What is this?! You have gone nerd on me! Are you an officer or a braineack?!" Kyle was teasing him, and his tone was very clear he didn't mean any of it. In fact his tone had deepened slightly if anything, a sign that he wasn't in the 'tease Bellamy' sort of mood. He was in the ride his friend to see how hard he had to go to knock the glasses to the floor mood. Kyle wasn't the type to just jump people, but he liked the surprise, and it gave him all sorts of ideas. Especially on his younger friend. "You know . . . you're not too young for me." He joked, but his tone was serious. "Would it really fuck you up if I fucked you up? Because I have school boy fantasies, and your nerd face fits into them. That being said, brainy Blake is a hot look for you." Wick reached forward to slide the glasses the down his nose a bit, "Very librarian! You can tell me to hush, and spank me when I don't." He joked once more, before moving in to kiss Blake lightly on the mouth--giving him a chance to either tell him to F-off or dive in.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Kyle questioned what he was wearing and it took Bellamy a second to consider what he meant. But then he realized. His glasses. Bellamy didn't often wear them in front of people. Not that he was ashamed. But because it wasn't really necessary. He didn't often study with other people, or need to read things for extended periods of time in public. Kyle was teasing him, but Bellamy was hardly offended. He just rolled his eyes, his hand making a motion as if to say 'keep going'.

"Go on. Get it out of your system," he said with a hint of sarcasm, though he wasn't at all mad or offended by his friend's remarks. He knew Wick well enough to understand his humor. But that didn't stop him from offering his own sarcastic replies. But then suddenly he stated that he wasn't too young for him. Bellamy raised his brow a little bit. Wait. What? The transition from that to this was . . . interesting.

And he wasn't sure what direction Kyle was taking this conversation in. He was asking him about something and then suggesting school boy fantasies and . . . spanking. It was all too much and causing Bellamy to remain silent -- almost speechless. But Wick's talk finally ended on a kiss. One that made Bellamy close his eyes at the sudden sensation. It wasn't the first time he had felt the touch of Kyle's lips on his own.

It was just incredibly unexpected as it was not the purpose of coming here . . . but at the same time, didn't mean that they couldn't. Bellamy eased out of it, slowly opened his framed eyes to look at Kyle, his lips hardly apart from own. "We're never gonna get any studying done," he stated, leaning back in to kiss him, only this time deeper, more fervent.

His hand went to the back of Kyle's head, fingers gripping his locks without hurting him. "And just to be clear," he spoke against his lips. "I'm not going to spank you." A tease, knowing that Wick wouldn't 'hush' just because he told him to and thus, Bellamy wasn't going to fulfill the suggested punishment. With those words, his lips hungrily returned to his friends, already reaching down for his shirt to pull it over his head.

[Kyle Wick]

Bellamy declared they wouldn't get any studying down, Wick only grinned until Bellamy kissed him again, this time deeper and making his willingness clear. Kyle's arm went around his friend's waist, and the other pressed into his back, as he pulled his friend deeper into the embrace. He would have made a sarcastic comment, but Blake wasn't done. He told him that he wasn't going to spank Wick--which had been a joke on Kyle's part, as he wasn't into spankings as anything more then a kinky tease. "That's ok, I can improvise." He tossed out, before dropping his hand to smack Blake's ass and return the kiss.

Helping him pull his shirt off, Kyle tossed it blindly tot he side, before moving to do the same to Blake's shirt. Running his hands over the younger man's tight skin, Kyle grinned, "Just leave the spectacles on." turned to push the books off the couch, and pulled his friend over to the edge. Kyle kissed him as he reached for the buckle of his pants and pulled them down to Bellamy's knees. "Face the couch," he told him, and pushed Bellamy forward to make him bend over the arm, ass in the air. Using his hands to squeeze the younger man's cheeks, Kyle fondled them for a second before bending to his knees, pulling them apart and licking Bellamy's hole. He moved his tongue down to lick the skin behind his balls. Sucking them into his mouth, Kyle knew he was moving realyl fast, but he wanted to use the surprise to help turn Blake on even more. Using his hands on his friend's hips, he turned him so he could see his spectacled face, and bent down to take his mouth once again.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy would have rolled his eyes at Wick's remark, but his lips were against his and the distraction muted all other thoughts and concerns, or temptations to tease. There was a far greater temptation in the air right now. One that was more impossible to resist. He nipped Wick's lip, lightly biting it when he felt the slight sting of his hand. It . . . felt oddly good. That ever so slight pain intensifying the pleasure. Not that it really hurt. Perhaps part of it was the thrill, the unexpectedness of it all.

He then instructed him to leave the glasses on, as he pushed the books to the ground and proceeded to unfasten his pants -- now that their shirts were removed. "If you break them, you owe me a new pair," Bellamy breathed teasingly . . . sort of. Following his friends demands, Bellamy turned himself onto the couch, the older male helping to position him. Bellamy turned his head to look behind him, watching to see what Wick would do with him so openly placed. The second he felt the man part his cheeks, Bellamy's head turned forward again, squeezing his eyes tightly shut as he groaned with pleasure at the sensation of Wick's moist tongue lapping against his entrance. His fingers dug into the couch, one hand fleeing before him to hold the back of Wick's head where he could reach.

"Shit," he cursed, the incredible feeling consuming his entire body. Where he was exposed, his member pressed against the fabric of the couch, as his cock grew harder from Kyle's actions. Him touching Bellamy with his hands and mouth, made him want more, as another strained sound of pleasure escaped him. His breathing hitched, and all too soon, he was limply turned around, greeted by Kyle's lips.

Bellamy immediately returned the kiss, the taste of him on Wick's mouth. He sat up a bit, his hand gripping the back of Kyle's hair tightly while his other hand fled to the fastening of his pants and started to undo them as effortlessly as the engineer had un done Bellamy's. He only pulled them down enough to free him, as his hand gripped his cock and started to rapidly stroke over it to help him get caught up in his arousal to the extent that Bellamy was at right now.