Bryain and Brawn

[Bellamy Blake]

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whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy smiled with amusement at Bryan's teasing comment, though one that undoubtedly held truth. His amusement was cut short though when he felt Bryan start to shift over him, his teeth dragging along his neck, biting at his collar bone. Bellamy's breathing hitched. a slight noise at the sensation of it, before he moved lower still . . . capturing his nipple between his teeth. Once again, he moaned with the feeling of it, his head sinking back against the pillow despite his attempt to raise it to watch Bryan.

The man was so damn alluring, mesmerizing, and Bellamy didn't want to miss a single second of him. He had already missed so much; no more. "Feels so good when you do that," Bellamy breathed out, expressing his enjoyment with all the Bryan did . . . but more recently with his mouth, how he bit against his skin. "I'm yours," he breathed out once again, his hand going to the back of Bryan's head.

 "Love feeling it; seeing it." Feeling it in the way he claimed him, and seeing it in the same way but with the physical marks that he hoped would form. Swallowing, he managed to raise his head to look down at Bryan, not missing the way his hand was barley a distance away from his cock, his gaze holding a look of need, glossed over by every other emotion and burning desire coursing through him.

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"I'm yours." Those words warmed Bryan deeply, knowing that after all they'd been through, Bellamy was still his. He had something else to keep fighting for now. Before, it was his people, and the hope of seeing Bellamy again, but now he had Bellamy, and he would fight even harder is necessary. Bryan moved to the other nipple, swirling his tongue around it, and then biting a little hard right next to it after Bellamy said he liked seeing that he was Bryan's.

A moment later, he looked up at Bellamy, smiling softly as he let the back of his hand brush over the underside of Bellamy's cock. "And I'm yours," he whispered, not wanting it to go unsaid, then lowering his head to kiss along Bellamy's ribs, down to his stomach. His fingers were still grazing Bellamy's cock when Bryan reached the area... and then bypassed it, kissing down his thigh. His hand lowered to gently massage Bellamy's sac as he darted a glance up at Bellamy to see his reaction when he bit into Bellamy's thigh.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy couldn't control the soujds that were fleeing his lips. Each time Bryan bit down on his flesh, it drew a forth a sound of pleasure from Bellamys lips. Slight gasps, sharp inhalations, deep groans, and strained moans. Everything felt so damn good. He tended to his other side, not neglecting his nipple as he bit the sensitive tip and then swirled his tongue around the other . . . before kissing lower. The gentle brush of his hand just made him more turned on; more in need . . . it left him wanting. His breathing hitched when he felt Bryans breath so close to his cock without providing it with relief. Bellamy kept his head lifted to watch him, his eyes fixed on every shift in Bryan, including the way he bit into the skin of his thigh. "Oh my god," he breathed amidst a moan of intense pleasure.

"Keep putting your mouth to good use," he teased playfully . . . but damn if it wasnt true. Bryans talented mouth leaving marks on Bellamys body that he would cherish. He had so many scars but at least these marks, any marks, left by his partner would not be tainted. Bellamy would be able to look at them without disgust. "Damn it Bryan," Bellamy teased. "Youre killing me," words breathed out, revealing of Bellamys need as his rock hard cock was so close. He looked at his boyfriend; a glossed over expression reflective of what he desired and how he ached, mixed with the pleasure that Bryan was already providing him with . . . but Bellamy was greedy for more.

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Every noise Bellamy made only served as further encouragement for what Bryan was doing. Bryan hadn't heard his boyfriend's gasps and moans in far too long, and if he hadn't just come, the sounds would probably be making him achingly hard. Bryan smiled against Bellamy's skin when he reacted to the bite on his thigh, the expression growing stronger when Bellamy told him to keep putting his mouth to good use. "I hadn't planned on stopping." He was still smiling as he kissed lower to Bellamy's knee, the thought occurring to him that he hadn't felt this at ease, this happy, in months. When he reached Bellamy's knee, he drew his tongue all the way back up Bellamy's thigh until his tongue reached that V muscle at Bellamy's hip that Bryan always enjoyed.

He drew his tongue along the groove of that muscle, letting out a little groan of his own. When Bellamy spoke again, saying Bryan was killing him, Bryan couldn't help chuckling as he glanced back up at Bellamy, seeing the need on his expression. "I'll never get enough of you," he said. "Not after so long apart." It was the truth. But he decided to be generous, so he moved to Bellamy's cock, gripping the base as drawing his tongue up the underside. He flicked his tongue against Bellamy's slit, tasting the tiny bit of precome there, then turning his head and kissing up the side of Bellamy's cock. They were wet, sloppy kisses, his eyes closed, and when he got to the head, he moved to the other side and repeated the process, as if worshiping Bellamy's gorgeous member. Once he reached the head again, he opened his eyes and looked up at Bellamy, holding his gaze as he slowly lowered his mouth over his boyfriend.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Good. If Bryan stopped . . . well, Bellamy wasn't entirely sure he could let him. Not at this point. And he doubted his partner wouldn't finish the job. But it appeared that he was in absolutely no rush, as his tongue continued to drag along his skin. The wet sensation feeling incredible, making Bellamy want it more. Coating more of him with the heat of his mouth. It was enough to bring forth a moan of the pleasure, as well as increasingly desperate need. He was already too sensitive, too hard, too aching for release. He needed Bryan to tend to him and soon. His teasing words would have made the older male chuckle, had he not been completely consumed with everything the man he loved was making him feel.

"Me neither," he managed to get out. The moment his tongue slid against under his cock, Bellamy sharply inhaled, his hand gripping its hold in Bryan's locks. It felt amazing. And it seemed Bryan wasn't done. He did the same thing, licking and wetly kissing along his cock. Each stroke of his tongue against him made him groan with need and pleasure. Signs of enjoyment, and building want of more. Greedily taking it all in. He arched his back a little, his tongue running over his lips as he raised his head to watch him, the sight so very beautiful. "More," he uttered in a deep whispered voice. He felt like he needed this as much as the air he breathed. Bellamy cursed under his breath, before repeating the words.

"I need more," he added on, amidst a moan and breathy pant of sheer need. Finally, Bryan heeded to his demands . . . or perhaps he just took pity on him. Either way, Bellamy wasn't complaining. Once he felt his cock engulfed by the heat of Bryan's mouth, he let out a slightly louder sound of enjoyment. He fought every urge within him to not just thrust into Bryan, reflective of his desperation. Instead, he tried to move to the pace that his partner set, hoping it would be a fast and steady one because Bellamy wasn't entirely certain how much self control he could exercise right now. "Yes," he breathed. "So damn good." Both his hands on the back of Bryan's head, gripping him firmly and encouragingly.

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Every moan and groan and gasp from Bellamy was like a rush for Bryan. He was tempted to just tease and tease until Bellamy came without much contact. Maybe he would do that another time, but after this long apart, he couldn't bring himself to this time. Not with his needy demands for more and and his curses under his breath. he sid down, groaning at the feel of Bellamy's hand in his hair, tugging his scalp a little and at the noise Bellamy made as he took him in fully.

His pace was slow at first, but he knew how desperate he'd been in the shower when Bellamy sucked him, and Bellamy had been waiting longer, teased longer. So it didn't take him long before he started to speed up, bobbing his head and swirling his tongue, sucking Bellamy hard as his hand massaged Bellamy's balls. He could taste precome mixing with his saliva, and he moaned again, sending vibrations over Bellamy. The hand not massaging Bellamy slid lower, circling his entrance. He didn't push his finger inside, but rather massaged the tight pucker with his fingertip.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

It was all so much. Bryan's groans that sent the vibration to his cock, his hand massage Bellamy's other sensitive region, and his other hand teasing his entrance. The way he picked up the pace as well, had Bellamy panting, driving deeper and deeper into that sea of ecstasy that he knew would come. Groans of encouragement, revealing of how much he was enjoying this, involuntarily fleeing his lips. How could he not be enjoying this? It wasn't the fact that Bellamy hadn't been touched in this way for so long . . . it was the fact that he hadn't been touched by Bryan like this in so long. No one would be able to compare to him. Not only because the man was quite skillful in such actions . . . but because Bellamy loved him. And he would never love another the same time he did Bryan. "So . . . close . . . " Bellamy breathed amidst each breathy pant.

The puckering of his entrance begging to be penetrated by Bryan's finger, but that would come at a later time. He was too close, and soon enough, with just a few more strokes with his talented mouth, Bellamy let out a strained sound as he came, flooding his release into Bryan's mouth. The action prompted Bellamy to arch his back, clutching Bryan's hair a bit tighter before he slowly released his hold. His body relaxed back onto the bed, Bellamy's head falling back against the pillow, chest heaving from the intensity of his orgasm. It had been so long, and everything felt stronger. His hands soothed over the back of Bryan's shoulders and neck where he could reach, trying to regulate his breathing, gently urging him to come up so that he could kiss him. So that he could hold him, and never have to let him go again.

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Bellamy's reactions to what he was doing only made Bryan work harder over him. He suddenly felt like he'd been starving for this for months, and he couldn't get enough of it. The goal was getting Bellamy off, giving him as much pleasure as he could, so Bryan knew it wouldn't last much longer, but he could have done this all night. When Bellamy finally came, Bryan moaned as Bellamy's release filled his mouth. He continued sucking until Bellamy was spent, savoring the taste of his partner for a moment before swallowing. When he finally pulled back, he exhaled they way one normally might exhale after after a much needed, refreshing drink, and smiled up lazily at his spent boyfriend.

"Totally worth the wait," he breathed, then kissed Bellamy's hip, his stomach, his chest, and then finally his lips. He let the kiss linger, slowly exploring Bellamy's mouth and letting him taste himself before settling at his side. It was then that he noticed that all of Bellamy's reactions, and the taste of Bellamy in his mouth when he came had excited Bryan a little again. Not enough that he couldn't ignore it, though, so he kissed Bellamy's jaw lazily.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy forced his eyes open to watch his partner as he kissed up along his body, the softness of his lips trailing along his hip, stomach, chest and by the time it came to his lips, Bellamy's own ones were already parted eagerly to welcome him. He breathed into it, kissing him ardently, the familiar yet longed for taste of Bryan, along with a bit of Bellamy's own taste from their recent actions. He moaned from the embrace as Bryan shifted his lips to kiss his jaw. One hand rested on Bryan's back, the other running his fingers through his hair.

"It was," Bellamy agreed, feeling like he could just lay here forever. Bellamy tilted his head to the side, his lips brushing along Bryan's cheek, or the side of his head. Whatever he could reach from this angle, as his hands remained on him. He could feel the bit of stimulation from Bryan, and it was enough to cause a smile to form on Bellamy's lips as he kissed Bryan on the lips once more before speaking. "I didn't tire you out yet?" He teased him, since he had been doing majority of the work.

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Bryan felt safe. Secure for the first time in a long time. He knew he wasn't really. He knew thta outside this room, everything he'd been dealing with since landing would still be there. But for now, he just stroked his hand over Bellamy's chest, enjoying the feel of Bellamy kissing his face and letting his head rest on Bellamy's shoulder.

When Bellamy kissed him and spoke again, Bryan chuckled, knowing Bellamy must have felt the hints of his arousal against his hip. "Feel like I have the stamina of a horse these days," he said, his voice teasing, though it was true Earth had tested him, and he was stronger for it now. He kissed Bellamy's chin, not wanting to bring the mood down thinking about all that. "It's fine. It's not like I'll never have another erection. M'enjoying just laying here with you." He kissed Bellamy's lips again, sucking on Bellamy's lower lip gently.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so . . . at ease. The ground had thrown one obstacle at them after another, but right now, he finally felt some semblance of peace. After all that he'd done, all the demons that he had . . . he suddenly felt hope, that he could get through that. That this world could finally be more about surviving. That they could actually live. Eventually. He wasn't under the illusion that there was peace among the Arkers and Grounders . . . but they would be stronger together. Bellamy smiled when Bryan spoke of having the stamina of a horse. He knew what he had meant; the ground made them all stronger.

Forced them to do things that they hadn't even thought themselves capable of. But he didn't want to dwell on that. He wanted to focus on the good. Finally, some good. "I've noticed," Bellamy playfully remarked, his hand running over one of the formed muscles of his upper arm. He hated to think of what Bryan had been through down here, but once again, he did not wish to put a damper on the mood. "But maybe you should still show me just how much you have," he teased, a challenge in his voice as his lips continued to brush against Bryan's skin. He closed his eye for a moment, enjoying his partner's lips on his chin, before their lips connected once more.

Moaning into the kiss, Bellamy's hand went to Bryan's cheek, caressing it as he pulled him closer. The feeling of him tugging his bottom lip, such a sensational one. When he released it, Bellamy deepened the kiss, moving along to Bryan's upper lip and the space above before he spoke. "You're staying here, with me, right?" He wanted to make sure. Bryan had commented on it before, but Bellamy's words both served as a question and an assumption. Now that he had Bryan back, he wasn't ready to let him go. He wanted to be with him every night -- that permitted them to be so -- and start his morning with him in his arms.

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Bryan drew in a deep breath and let it out as he felt Bellamy explore how his body had changed when he said he noticed. There was small part of Bryan that wanted to ask if Bellamy liked it, the way his body changed, but mostly he didn't. Even if Bellamy liked it, they both knew without saying anything that it had changed because of... unfortunate circumstances, to say the least. The way Bellamy touched him seemed to indicate he appreciated it, though, even if it was only because it was still Bryan.

Bryan chuckled at Bellamy's suggestion he should prove his new stamina, but when Bellamy moaned into the kiss, Bryan's body responded a little more. Bryan let out a small noise of desire of his own when Bellamy deepened the kiss, his hand sliding to caress Bellamy's hip when he pulled him closer. Bryan's heart sped a little at Bellamy's next words. They'd touched on the subject before, but hadn't said anything to solidify that they would be staying together now. On the Ark, this might have seemed too soon, but on Earth, they had to take advantage of any time they had left. Bryan wanted to spend his nights with Bellamy and wake up with him as much as possible. "I thought you'd never ask," he said, his tone slightly teasing. He kissed Bellamy again, then added, "I couldn't imagine not staying with you now."

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy basked in the wonderful sensation of Bryans hand on his waist, the sound of his beautiful chuckle that warmed Bellamys entire body. Everything about Bryan was beautiful really, an aura and strength that exuded him; an inner and outer beauty. It had been one of the things that had set Bryan apart. One of the things that made Bellamy want to be with him for more than just one vigorous night. He was bombarded with all those familiar feelings at once, now having the man he loved back in his life. His heart flooded with relief when Bryans response to living together was a favorable one. That he wanted this. Wanted him.

Bellamys immediate response was deepening the kiss, letting his love for the man pour into it. When easing out of the embrace Bellamy kept his forehead against Bryans. "Now that I have you back, I dont ever want to let you go again." Not that Bellamy had wanted to let him go the first time. "i love you," Bellamy breathed against his lips. Suddenly, this place was feeling more like a home. Deeply kissing his partner, Bellamy had not yet forgotten about his earlier tease and the source of it. Bellamys hand slid down to Bryans cock, wrapping his hand around it to see how aroused he was; to see whether his partner needed relief. Bellamy had gotten a second chance with Bryan and he would never take that for granted. The second chance wasnt even just that Bryan was alive . . . but that he still wanted to be with Bellamy.

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Bryan moaned softly into the kiss, feeling his boyfriend's love for him in the way Bellamy kissed him. Bryan returned the kiss with an equal demonstration of affection. This was doing nothing to alleviate the growing pressure in his groin, but it felt too good to stop. He never wanted to be apart again, and when Bellamy pulled away and spoke, Bryan knew Bellamy felt the same way, and he couldn't help but smile. "I love you too."

Bellamy kissed him again deeply, as his hand slid around Bryan's cock. Bryan wasn't fully hard again, but he was close enough that the feel of Bellamy's hand finished the job, and he groaned into the kiss. Bryan's hand slid from Bellamy's hip to his ass, squeezing a little as he made the kiss more passionate. If Bellamy wasn't going to let him ignore his erection, Bryan would take advantage of it. His hand moved from Bell's ass and slid down to see if Bellamy was also excited. "What d'you want, Bell? What have you missed the most?" he whispered against Bellamy's lips.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy could never tire of hearing Bryan tell him that he loved him. Hearing him utter those perfect words. Words that Bellamy's heart ached for; longed for. Wishing for every second of being here, that he would somehow be able to hear them again. And now, he could. He did. It meant everything to him that Bryan was willing to let him back up for what he had done. That he hadn't lost him; physically or emotionally. Bellamy breathed into the kiss, a moan slipping into it when he felt him squeeze his ass, his hand curling around his cock that was hardening with each passing moment against Bryan's flesh.

What did he want. What had he missed. Questions that were both loaded. And yet so simple at the same time. Easing out of the kiss, Bellamy just breathed against Bryan, already aching for him, and not yet stroking Bryan's own cock, but rather, just keeping hold of it to make sure he was still aroused. "Everything," he breathed, his lips touching the corner of Bryan's mouth. "Every damn thing about you." He missed everything, and there was no way to pinpoint a singular part of what he missed about the man he loved. "The way you feel," he began, his lips trailing along Bryan's cheek down his jawline, speaking between each touch of his lips against it.

"The way you taste." His lips moved lower against his neck as he started to shift his body a little more over Bryan. "The way you sound." Whether it was him speaking, or the involuntary sounds of pleasure. "I missed every single part of you. And just want, all of you." Once over him, Bellamy's lips returned to Bryan's in a deep embrace. "One night isn't enough to make it up to you," He continued, raising his hand that was on Bryan's cock to his lips, spitting into it before returning it below and starting to stroke Bryan's length. He had so much to make up for. And felt honored that Bryan would allow him to. "But I'll spend the rest of our lives trying," he promised, before kissing him yet again.