Blaking the Right Steps

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

forgiveness

IS HARD FOR US

Bellamy couldn't help but feel an honor that he was the first Bryan had given flowers to. Undeserving of affections, but taking them none the less. There was an innocence about the younger male that Bellamy would constantly fear corrupting. He had that tendency, and loathed himself for it. But after tonight . . . he knew for certain that he couldn't push Bryan away. He had trapped him in his world, and he was scared for what that meant for him. But he was not going to waste his time with Bryan dwelling on such thoughts.

He gave a bit of an amused smile when Bryan spoke of how the drink was growing on him. The alcohol probably already starting to numb the bad taste of the beverage. He slightly raised an eyebrow at his last statement, watching as he refilled the content in their cups. "You don't give yourself enough credit," he told him, taking another sip from his cup. "You're pretty damn special, Bryan. Don't doubt that." If he wasn't . . . then Bellamy wouldn't be doing this, here, with him.

But there was something incredibly special about him that drew Bellamy toward him. Like a moth to a flame. According to expressions. He reached forward, his hand casually running through Bryan's locks as he smiled at him. "If you weren't . . . we wouldn't be here right now. And I wouldn't have flowers on my table." A playfully teasing remark, as his tone made it clear that he was quite glad for both. Bryan, and of course the flowers. Obviously, one more than the other, though they were related.

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"You're pretty damn special, Bryan. Don't doubt that." Those words warmed Bryan more than the alcohol, and he wondered if he was blushing. He huffed a small laughed and looked way almost shyly, smiling. He wasn't sure how to accept a compliment like that. He was pretty sure no one had ever called him special before, except maybe his mom. He took another drink, this swallow larger than the ones before. He was definitely feeling the alcohol now, and he felt more relaxed than he had in a long time, in spite of not knowing ow to reply to the compliment.

He closed his eyes at the feeling of Bellamy's hand in his hair. It felt so nice... and was probably more of a turn on than it should have been. Bellamy's words didn't help on that front, so he opened his eyes and leaned in to kiss Bellamy, parting his lips and deepening it. "Just wanted to show you how much I've been enjoying our time together," he breathed when the kiss broke, and then kissed Bellamy again, sliding his hand into Bellamy's hair. "Wanna move somewhere more comfy?"

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

forgiveness

IS HARD FOR US

Bellamy enjoyed the serene look on Bryan's face as his fingers ran through his soft hair. He then leaned toward him, their lips meeting and the kiss deepened. Something that Bellamy of course responded to as he slipped his tongue between his parted mouth. Breathing into the kiss, Bellamy shifted even closer, tilting his head to the side as he just basked in the sensation that Bryan's kisses always ad on him. The way it consumed him was unlike anything else he ever felt. It was undoubtedly the building intimacy between them, making everything so much more powerful. The returned feeling of his hand in his hair was an instant comfort, a soothing gesture. The kiss ended only for Bryan to ask if he wanted to move somewhere more comfortable.

Bellamy was all too eager for this. He smiled rising to his feet and taking Bryan's hand in his own as he led him toward the bed. He then pulled down the lower bed from where it was tucked against the wall. Bellamy hadn't slept in either bed for quite some time. He was too used to sleeping on the floor, giving both surfaces to his mother and Octavia. Now . . . it felt too painful to sleep in either with their absence. But the idea of holding Bryan in it, curling up next to him . . . sounded too incredible an opportunity to pass by. Besides, there was that familiarity as well.

Once the bed was down, Bellamy gently pressed on Bryan's shoulders so that he would sit down on it, kneeling before him to take off his shoes for him, before he met his lips again, kissing him deeply and gently moving forward until Bryan's back was against the bed. Bellamy kicked off his own shoes, before lifting the younger male's legs onto the bed so that he was comfortably laying down, and Bellamy followed suit. Easing out of the kiss, he settled next to Bryan, though their bodies were pressed closely together due to the limited size of the bed. "That better?" He asked him teasingly, with a soft smile, kissing his cheek lightly.

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Whoa. Bryan for sure felt the alcohol the moment he stood up, the room spinning just barely. He gripped Bellamy's hand firmly as he lead him to the bed and pressed him down, and the grin on his face was probably a little silly as he watched Bellamy remove his shoes because... it seemed silly. Bryan could take off his own shoes! But it was incredibly sweet too, so Bryan didn't stop him, and made a noise of pleasure when Bellamy kissed him again, pressing him back to the bed. The tiny noise of disappointment when Bellamy broke the kiss was involuntary.

"Much better," he breathed, but the kiss on the cheek wasn't going to cut it. He shifted a little so he was better facing the other man and kissed him again, this time with a little more intensity, one of his hands sliding up under the front of Bellamy's shirt, moving over the well-defined muscles of his stomach and chest. He loved the feeling of Bellamy's skin against his hand, and tonight it was even better with the way his body seems to be swimming with desire. "Mmm, Bellamy," he whispered, kissing along his jaw.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Bellamy smiled through the kiss when Bryans lips touched his. It was more heated this time which Bellamy certainly wasnt going to complain about. He rather enjoyed every kiss, every touch that Bryan wss willing to offer him. He moaned through the kiss at Bryans hand moving over the skin of his chest. The warmth of his hand so comforting. It was moments like these that Bellamy reminded himself of how he could not get carried away. This wasn't anyone else who he could just have sex with and thats it. Despite his body being accustomed to such things, he was managing to show some restraint.

Bryan was worth waiting for and Bellamy liked being with him. His own hand slid up the back of Bryans shirt, caressing the skin of his back as he rubbed over it. Bellamy closed his eyes when he felt Bryans lips move along his jaw. Bellamy ran his tongue over his lips, forcing himself to stay composed. He turned his head again toward Bryan, deeply kissing him, his free hand going to the back of his head and pressing him closer. "Like i said," he breathed against his lips, his forehead rested against Bryans. He needed a moment to collect himself. To fight the impulsive of being one with Bryan. "Pretty damn special."

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The way Bellamy moaned against Bryan's mouth went straight to Bryan's cock, and he couldn't help but moan in return. His head was a little spinny, but this felt so incredible. So right. So perfect. That feeling only intensified as Bellamy slid his hand up Bryan's back. He hummed a pleased noise into the kiss as Bellamy turned his head to kiss him, pulling him closer, then laughed a little at Bellamy's words when he broke the kiss. "You have to stop," he said breathlessly, through a small laugh and in spite of the fact that the words had made him grin. He knew it was obvious he enjoyed hearing it, but he didn't think it was true and how was he supposed to reply to that?

He didn't give Bellamy much of a break from the kissing, kissing Bellamy again as soon as he was finished speaking. His upper leg hooked around Bellamy's and pulled their bodies closer, rocking his hips against Bellamy as they touched. Oh, he wanted more, more than they'd done before. More than he'd allowed before. His cock was aching, and he was so incredibly relaxed. He kissed Bellamy's chin, then down to his throat, as he started to push Bellamy's shirt up, wanting it off. "I want to see you," he panted against Bellamy's skin. "You can see me too," he added, pulling away just enough to pull his own shirt off and toss it aside.

The alcohol wasn't quite enough to kill all the nerves associated with this, so when he settled back down his hands continued to push at Bellamy's shirt, watching Bellamy's face with half-lidded eyes, his heart beating a little quicker now. "Please."

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

forgiveness

IS HARD FOR US

The fact that Bryan was so modest, so unexpecting of the compliments that he deserved . . . made Bellamy want to give him more. He wanted to show him what an incredible man he was, and sometimes where words failed him, hoped that actions could compensate for that. But it seemed that Bryan was the one who was doing a better job of that. Bringing him flowers, offering physical comfort, opening up the conversation for Bellamy to pour his heart out.

Yes. He was definitely undeserving of the man he was with. But was determined to prove at least a semblance of worth. No longer able to consider forcing him to leave; being apart from him. Bellamy enjoyed each sound that came from Bryan's lips in indication that he was enjoying this just as much as Bellamy was. His leg hooked around him, pressing them further together, and Bellamy couldn't prevent the sharp inhale of breath as Bryan rocked his hips over him. God, that felt good. Too good. And it was making him more aroused than he needed to be right now.

He and Bryan hadn't reached that stage, and didn't want to usher Bryan out too early so that Bellamy could take matters into his own hands when alone. He tried to tilt his center away from where Bryan rocked over him, but with minimal success. In fact, hardly any. Because Bellamy was starting to feel Bryan's cock becoming aroused over the sensation. They should probably stop, before anything happened. That didn't seem to be the case however, because Bryan was soon kissing down his throat, causing Bellamy to moan with delight as he closed his eyes, briefly.

Feeling Bryan start to lift his shirt. He opened them to watch the younger male as he claimed he wanted to see him. Well, there was surely no harm in that. They had touched each others bare upper bodies before. May as well divest them of the clothing that hindered it. Bellamy intently watched as he pulled his shirt off, Bryan's alluring body distracting him for the moment as his eyes soaked in the glorious sight.

He was then pleading, pushing the shirt up and well, how could Bellamy deny him that. His hands reached to the bottom of his shirt and started to pull it off, tossing it to the ground as he leaned toward Bryan for another kiss. Another deep one. His hand ran along Bryan's bare back, before Bellamy's lips started to move down along the side of his neck, kissing along his bare shoulder and upper arm. "You really are a sight to look at," he praised, referencing the words of wanting to see him.

But this was it. They couldn't do anymore than this. Because Bellamy knew Bryan wanted to savor his first time, and refused to do anything to compromise that for his own selfish needs. Instead, one hand just caressed Bryan's back, using all his will power not to go to the front of Bryan's pants to touch his cock, granting it some relief. His lips still kissed along his shoulder, his upper arm, his chest, wherever he could reach from this angle, non verbally highly appreciating his partner's body.

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Bryan felt Bellamy shift away a little, but he didn't get far, as Bryan tightened his leg a little. He was ready, he realized. So ready. He wanted Bellamy to really feel it. He hoped the futile attempt to shift away wasn't going to continue, but when Bellamy moaned at the feeling of his mouth on his throat, Bryan couldn't help but smile against his skin. And then Bellamy was taking his shirt off, and... fuck, he looked good. Bryan licked his lips, wanting to taste every inch of exposed skin, but Bellamy started kissing down his neck and shoulder first. Bryan groaned, pressing his skin up against Bellamy's mouth. "Speak for yourself," he moaned, sliding his hand over Bellamy's skin, his fingertips brushing over Bellamy's nipples as his breath quickened more under the feel of Bellamy's mouth on his chest.

"Oh, that feels so good," he panted, sliding his hand down now to the front of Bellamy's pants, pressing firmly against Bellamy's cock and rubbing once before tugging at the button of Bellamy's pants. "Fuck me, Bellamy," he whispered. Initially, he thought topping his first time--if Bellamy left him--would be easier. But right now his coordination wasn't the best and maybe taking Bellamy inside him with the deep relaxation provided by the alcohol would be easier.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

forgiveness

IS HARD FOR US

Bryan's hands on his skin, running over his nipples, feeling his hastened breathing . . . it was getting all too difficult to resist. To fight against the urge to take Bryan. To be inside of him, or urge him inside of Bellamy's own body. He wanted him, so damn badly. Hell, he had wanted him since their first date. As time went on, the connection built more and more. And he knew that when it happened, it would be more incredible than any other experience because they already had that emotional connection between them. Bryan's words expressing how good it felt, made Bellamy groan in response. "You feel so good," he told him, wanting to praise the younger male as much as possible. Bellamy sharply inhaled when Bryan's hand went to his clothed cock, adding pressure to his arousal by pressing against it . . . and rubbing it.

Another involuntary sound of strain escaping Bellamy's lips. He didn't need to be any more turned on than he already was. And he was starting to not trust himself in Bryan's presence, especially with their bodies like this. It was Bryan's next words that made Bellamy truly pause. "Fuck me, Bellamy," That, didn't sound like Bryan. Something about the way he said it, something about the way he was moving . . . made Bellamy pause. Realization quickly coming over him. Bellamy's hand fled to Bryan's, taking hold of it in effort to stop him from undoing his pants.

He moved his head back to look into Bryan's eyes, fully understanding now what was going on. Bryan was drunk. Damn it. This was not going to be easy. Slowly inhaling, Bellamy had to force these next words out of him. Though he felt a protectiveness toward Bryan, a need to protect his innocence and purity until Bryan was in his right mind to decide for himself when he wanted to give himself, and to whom he wanted to give himself to. That was enough for Bellamy to draw out the words that his body was clearly resisting. He moved his free hand to Bryan's cheek, while his other remained on where the younger male's hands were on his pants. "Not right now," Bellamy told him in a low voice, his thumb caressing Bryan's soft skin as he looked at him intently. "Not like this." Not unless Bryan was fully sober.

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Between the way Bellamy was reacting to him, and the way Bellamy was kissing Bryan in places Bryan had never been kissed before, he really didn't expect Bellamy to stop any of what was happening. He'd wanted it all on the first night, after all! They'd waited four dates already, and this felt right now. He sucked in a sharp breath, surprised when Bellamy stopped his hand, and then Bellamy pulled back to look at him, telling him not like this.

He blinked at Bellamy in confusion for a moment, processing things a little slower than usual, he noticed, and then he smiled faintly. "But I'm ready," he said softly, leaning in and kissing Bellamy again. It felt good, but Bellamy wasn't really allowing the kisses to get too deep, so Bryan moved to his jaw, kissing until he could breath his next words into Bellamy's ear. Maybe he could get Bellamy worked up again. "You feel so good, and... I want you so much, baby. I know you want me too."

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

If Bryan was trying to get him worked up then he was certainly doing a good job of it. The way he kissed him, despite Bellamy not reaxting how he really wanted to. Bryan was relentless though and moved his lips along his skin, to his ear, whispering things in them that Bellamy longed to hear. Things that made his cock harden, and take in a slow deep breath. God, he had just been waiting for Bryan to say these words . . . the affectionate term adding a thrill to it. The unfamiliarity and yet, it heated Bellamy to his very core. "I do," Bellamy admitted, knowing he couldnt deny that. Every part of him wanted Bryan and he wasnt even going to try to lie about it. "I want you so damn much." this rejection didnt come from lacking desire.

Trying to regain his composure, cursing the arousal coursing through him, his hand went to the back of Bryans head, running his fingers through his hair as he gently moved his head up so that he could look at him. "I'll want you tomorrow, and the day after, and anytime after that." Nothing would change that. Bellamy looked intently into his eyes as he continued, his fingers still running through his locks. "But i want you to want me when you havent had so much to drink." he didnt want Bryans first time to be because he was drunk. He . . . wanted to make it special for Bryan. Leaning up he softly brushed his lips against Bryans, and spoke in a low voice. "Im not going anywhere." They had already waited . . . surely they could wait at least more night.

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When Bellamy confirmed that he wanted Bryan, Bryan moaned softly as he nibbled Bellamy's ear, encouraged, but then instead of rolling Bryan over and fucking him, he pulled back to look at Bryan again. His fingers felt so good as Bellamy stroked his hair, but Bellamy was telling him to wait again, until tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after that. "I do want you when I haven't had anything to drink," he protested. "I've wanted you every time," he said, but Bellamy's words that he wasn't going anywhere seemed final.

Bryan clamped his eyes shut, biting his lower, not quite knowing what to do with how his body and mind felt right now and not getting what he wanted. His hand moved from Bellamy's pants to his hip, gripping firmly. It was almost painful having this needy feeling in his body now that he had to ignore, and he eventually pressed his face to Bellamy's neck, letting out a gusty breath. "But I'm sooooo turned on," he said, almost a whimper as he willed his body to stay still. He'd been incredibly turned on with Bellamy before, so why was it so much harder to control himself now?

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

forgiveness

IS HARD FOR US

God, Bryan was not making this easy. Hearing him explain how much he wanted him, the way he was nibbling his ear, gripping his hip . . . it was making it increasingly difficult for Bellamy to focus on the reasons they shouldn't do it. Or at least discourage them. It would be worth it, he knew that, but he was still a man with needs. As was Bryan. Which Bellamy could practically feel in addition to hearing in his voice and words. When he nestled his face into Bellamy's neck, the janitor took in a slow deep breath, closing his eyes for a brief moment.

Bryan's scent so intoxicating. The fact that he was pressed against him was not helping anything. His hand on the back of his head, remained there, his other gently holding Bryan's hand that had been placed on his hip. Bellamy was almost tempted to slip his hand into Bryan's pants to offer some relief. But he knew that even that, was violating Bryan in a way that he shouldn't be. He wanted Bryan to have all his senses and inhibitions when he touched him.

"I know," Bellamy breathed against him, forcing his eyes to open, trying to calm his heart from beating too heavily. "Let is pass," he told him. "Because whenever it happens, it'll be worth the wait." He lightly kissed Bryan's cheek before gently moving him to lay on his back, Bellamy turning his body to look at him. "God, it's damn hard to say no to you," Bellamy said with a slight smile, his hand on Bryan's cheek. "Just close your eyes. Get some rest." And with any luck, Bryan would pass out before Bellamy lost any semblance of self control.

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Let is pass. Those words didn't sound like much fun, in spite of the fact that he'd done it before. The fact that it was now Bellamy stopping things made it harder, though, in combination with the alcohol. He'd sort of expected whenever he told Bellamy he was ready, that would be it, no questions asked. But now Bellamy was rolling him onto his back and telling him to calm down, to close his eyes and try to rest. He was pleased when Bellamy said he'd be worth the wait, though. "You don't have to say no to me," he protested, though he didn't even expect an answer. He was letting Bellamy put him on his back and not continue to make demands with his body after all.

He closed his eyes, his breathing starting o slow, his cock still aching as it started to soften. Once he body calmed down, he felt like he might actually sleep. "Can't let me sleep too long," he said, "Though going back home late is probably preferable to going home drunk." he cracked his eyes open to look at Bellamy, brushing the back of his hand to Bellamy's chest. "Hold me?" he breathed, wishing it sounded more confident.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

forgiveness

IS HARD FOR US

Bryan may feel like Bellamy didn't have to say no, but the older male knew that he did. Saying yes to Bryan's current state was nothing less than taking advantage of him. And Bellamy wouldn't be able to live with himself if he did that. His need to protect Bryan far outweighed his desire to compromise that right now. So he just remained silent, listening to him explain that it was better he show up late at home rather than drunk.

There was a bit of guilt in Bellamy for being the reason Bryan, an underage male, was drunk. It was his latter spoken words that Bellamy really repsonded to, the question one that he didn't even need to hesitate in answering. Though he used actions rather than words to do so. He slipped his arm behind Bryan, drawing him closer to him, wrapping it around Bryan from behind. Nestling him close.

Bellamy turned his head a little, his lips touching Bryan's temple. "Get some sleep," he said in a low voice, speaking against his skin. Though the best was small, it made their close contact even more perfect. Even more intimate. Despite the outcome of tonight, this had been the most intimate Bellamy had been . . . with anyone. And it only further validated how much he needed Bryan. And how much he was truly growing to care about him.