Bellieve In Me

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jasper420

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Jasper agreed, and Bellamy felt a wave of relief wash over him. Not that he expected Jasper to push. He then asked if that could not talk about anything that mattered right now and . . . that seemed like a good idea. The conversation tonight had been intense, undoubtedly leaving them both emotionally drained. Before Bellamy had a chance to answer, he felt Jasper's lips pressed against him in more of a kiss than what Bellamy had offered.

Though he immediately responded, parting his own to deepen it, breathing into the touch, as he basked in the sensation. His plea at the end of it wanting to give in to Jasper's request. He breathed against him, his forehead pressed against the younger male's. "Maybe, we just shouldn't talk at all." Words that would have been a tease had his words held truth. With that, Bellamy captured Jasper's lips again. This was a bad idea. He knew that. He wanted to help Jasper, not continuously offering him these brief moments of temporary relief.

And at the same time . . . it felt so good. Bellamy doubted he had the power to stop it. Not when he needed it. He began to pull Jasper closer, shifting their bodies at the same time so that he was rested on top of Bellamy. The older male's hands went down to the hem of Jasper's shirt, already starting to slowly pull it up as he coaxed Jasper's mouth open with his own, granting his tongue access to explore and taste him fully.

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Jasper involuntarily made a needy noise into the kiss, when Bellamy parted his lips, their tongues touching. "Deal," he whispered in response to Bellamy. He moaned quietly into the next kiss, letting Bellamy shift them so that Jasper was on top of him. This felt good, and the logical part of Jasper that told him they should stop was quickly getting less and less vocal, especially after blood started rushing from his brain to fill other parts of his body. He rocked his hips down against Bellamy, only encouraging his cock to fill faster and hopefully doing the same for Bellamy.

His kisses started to grow in need as he felt Bellamy start to pull his shirt up, but he forced himself to sit back a little and lift his arms so that Bellamy could pull the overly large shirt off him. He still hated the scar on his chest, but Bellamy had seen it before, had tried to make him less self-conscious about it their first time together, when it was still healing. And well, if he lived much longer, the scars on his wrists would be more embarrassing. But that was what this fucking world did, didn't it? It wounded and left a tapestry of scars in it's wake.

But that was not what right now was about. Without leaning back down, he slid his hands up under the bottom of Bellamy's shirt, sliding his palms up Bellamy's stomach to his chest, his eyes drinking in the sight as he slowly revealed Bellamy's body before finally pushing up with insistence that Bellamy help him get his shirt fully off. Once it was off, Jasper leaned down again, kissing along Bellamy's jaw with a small groan at how Bellamy tasted fresh from the shower.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jasper420

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Each sound that left Jasper's lips, only encouraged Bellamy as the kiss became more fervent, and his body reacted more urgently. A soft moan escaped his own lips when he started to feel the skin of Jasper's upper body, the younger male's slight shift allowed Bellamy to divest him of his shirt. Bellamy ensured to be careful when moving it over his arms, not wanting to aggravate the bandaged wounds that were there, trying to minimize Jasper's movements as best as he could. When it was off, Bellamy tossed it to the side, finally opening his eyes so that he could look at up at the man that he somehow always wound up getting in bed with. The first time it had been for fun. The second time had been for need. And this time . . . it felt like something far deeper.

Regret may hit Bellamy afterwards, for potentially making Jasper's already fragile state worse, but right now . . . he couldn't focus on anything else apart from how good he felt. When Jasper's hands started to move to pull off Bellamy's shirt, the older male slightly arched his back to allow it to be pulled. Never, had Bellamy felt more unattractive. The scars on his face airing his misdeeds. Adding to the monster that he was. Leaving him incredibly self conscious. But . . . not enough to hinder any of their movements. Rationality was tossed out the window the moment Bellamy's lips brushed against Jasper's. Bellamy's hand tangled into Jasper's hair as he kissed along his jaw, another moan of pleasure falling from him, just as it had when Jasper rocked their hips together, thickening his arousal. Making him more needy. His other hand trailed over Jasper's bare back, enjoying the warmth of it.

He eventually this hand to the fastening of his pants, pausing when he felt a belt there. Suddenly realizing the need for it. He couldn't help but huff a breath of amusement, as he dropped his other hand from Jasper's hair, also to the belt to open it. His lips tilted to Jasper's lips, kissing along the shell of his ear. "I'm not doing this because I want a distraction," he began to tell him, somehow, needing to say the words. Bellamy knew what it felt like to be used before and he never wanted Jasper to feel that way, even intimately. He pressed his lips against Jasper's ear as he continued to speak. "Or because I want you to be distracted." From the reality of this world.

The harsh reality. Bellamy knew they had agreed not to talk, but he needed these words to be said. Once he opened the belt, he pulled it off in one quick motion, tossing it to the ground. His hands sliding down the fabric of Jasper's pants, already loose considering who their true owner was. "I'm doing this, because I want you." It wasn't about convenience; it wasn't about it being anyone else. Bellamy was doing this, because for the first time in a while, he felt like he had someone. And he wasn't ready to let that go. With the words said, Bellamy kissed Jasper again hungrily, pouring his emotions into the embrace as he moaned again, mixed with a sound of need as if to solidify his words.

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Bellamy's moans were so incredible and Jasper wanted to keep keep them coming, letting out one of his own at the feel of Bellamy's hands in what was left of his hair and running over his bare skin. His own hand went back to Bellamy's hair as he kissed his jaw, the other roaming his chest. When Bellamy reached for his pants, finding the belt and huffing, Jasper made a small, amused sound himself, but let Bellamy pull it free and push the loose fabric down his body. He was about to move to kiss down Bellamy's throat when Bellamy spoke. At first he was confused, tilting his head into the feeling of Bellamy's lips against his ear anyway. If this wasn't a distraction, what was it? He was going to ask when Bellamy answered that he wanted him. Then he was going to ask why, why would anyone want someone so broken they'd just tried to die, but the next kiss took his breath away, feeling so much from it. He cupped Bellamy's jaw, trying to give back what Bellamy was giving him, though it threatened to make him cry again.

Without breaking the kiss, he helped Bellamy divest him of his pants and underwear, glad he hadn't put socks or shoes back on after his shower. "I want you too," he panted, then kissed Bellamy again as he started to pull open Bellamy's pants too. The first time they'd been together, it had just been something fun to do while they had a little down time. He remembered telling Bellamy he wanted to lose his virginity to someone he was in love with. And then he lost his virginity to Bellamy over a month later in a drunken haze, just trying to drown out his agony. He'd used Bellamy, he knew, and he didn't think Bellamy was bothered by it or upset, but Jasper sometimes did feel guilty about it.

But this time was different. He hadn't intended for this to happen at all; it was just that once their bodies were close, he couldn't stop it. And he didn't think this would be happening with just anyone. He wanted to tell Bellamy he wasn't using him this time, but the words wouldn't come as he eagerly pushed Bellamy's pants and underwear down. "Oh my god, I want you," he breathed instead, kissing down the front of Bellamy's throat as his hand moved over Bellamy's cock, brushing his fingers over his length.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jasper420

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Jasper's hands roaming over Bellamy's body and through his hair, each kiss that he offered him . . . served as a reminder. That he had been so close to losing Jasper. And that he still could. Bellamy tried not to dwell on it but it was forefront on his mind. To lose someone emotionally, and to lose another physically -- encompassing the loss of both in a way. He wished he knew how to a reason for Jasper to stay, to live. But small steps. And while this had not been part of the recovery process that Bellamy had in mind . . . it was undeniable how good it felt.

Hearing Jasper admit that he wanted Bellamy too, made him slowly inhale, music to his ears. Longing to be wanted, and now that he was. . . hoping he could make that feeling stay. Hoping, that he never did anything more to hurt Jasper, despite all that he had already done. When he felt Jasper started undo his pants, and then started to pull them down, Bellamy slightly lifted the bottom half of his body to allow for the clothing to be pulled off of him. Jasper's lips on his throat made Bellamy swallow, before sharply inhaling at Jasper's finger brushing over his hardened length.

Hearing him repeat those words of desire, thickening Bellamy's arousal. "Then take me," Bellamy encouraged, his hand wrapping around Jasper's own cock, filling his hand with him as he glided it over him. "Don't hold back." The last couple of times, there had been restraint due to Jasper's new experience at it. This time though . . . it was not necessary. Bellamy needed an outlet for his emotions and this physical release would be the best kind, for both of them he hoped.

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The way Bellamy's adam's apple bobbed under Jasper's mouth made him moan, the sound and feel of Bellamy's inhalation causing Jasper to fully curl his hand around Bellamy's cock ad start to stroke. But Bellamy's words sent an even bigger thrill through Jasper. Telling Jasper to take him, to not hold back. Jasper's memory of the night they'd shared after Maya's death were a little hazy, but he remembered Bellamy fucking him, and fucking Bellamy, and how incredible it felt. Jasper wasn't nervous this time, and he wished he knew if it was because he'd done it before, or because he knew this could be the last time he ever had sex. But then Bellamy's hand curled around him, and Jasper groaned again, his fingers tightening in Bellamy's hair automatically as his mouth moved down to Bellamy's chest.

"I won't," he breathed. He wanted to taste all of Bellamy. He wanted the memory to be clear this time. He wanted to experience Bellamy fully again, they way he had the first time when Bellamy had practically undone him, all his senses firing. He kissed across the center of Bellamy's chest, feeling the rapid heartbeat under his tongue. For a moment, that threatened to undo him in another way, reminding him he was alive, that they both were. He paused as a small noise escaped, something like a whimper, and he pressed his forehead to Bellamy's chest, trying to push away the little spark of pain. It didn't take long to force it down and keep moving, though, lower until he could suck the head of Bellamy's cock into his mouth. He moaned around Bellamy automatically, lifting his gaze to watch Bellamy as he lowered his mouth to take as much of Bellamy in it as he could fit.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jasper420

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Jasper's words of saying that he won't, confirming that he wouldn't hold back, sent a thrill of anticipation shooting through Bellamy at what that could entail. At feeling alive, once more. Of experiencing Jasper with no restraints. And part of him, was hoping that it wouldn't be the last time. And not even just because of his intense hope that Jasper wouldn't take his own life. The thought of Bellamy wanting more . . . terrified even him. All too aware of what happened to the last person he allowed himself to be with. He couldn't make a habit of this; of consuming someone into the darkness of his world.

And yet, he had already established that this was the third time he'd been with Jasper. It was by no coincidence. No convenience. And Bellamy knew it wasn't good that he was acknowledging that now. But Jasper robbed him of thought as his lips moved further down on Bellamy's body. His chest heaving, anticipation continuing to course through him as Bellamy's hands both fell to the back of Jasper's hair, holding him, weaving his fingers into the younger male's brown locks. He was all too aware of the pause, Bellamy's gaze falling down on him as he just looked at the man. "Jasper . . . " He said in a soft tone, unsure what he was trying to get at. Encouragement? Acknowledgement? Inquiry?

Any way that Jasper wanted to interpret it. In any case, his lips continued their trail of heat they left in their path . . . until his lips went over the head of his cock. The immediate sensation as well as the groan, caused Bellamy to press his head further against the bed, slightly arching his back up so that his hips pressed up, trying to keep himself controlled so that Jasper did not feel consumed with his cock. Bellamy wanted him to devour it at his own pace. But damn, did he want him to devour it either way. His hands still gripped Jasper's hair, as Bellamy forced his eyes open and through heavy lids, meeting the gaze of the other. "I still remember the first time we did this," Bellamy breathed, referencing the first time.

The memory, not as triggering as the second time they had gotten together. "God, you feel so good. Every single time." He couldn't resist the verbal praise, his tongue running over his lips, glossed over with desire; with need. For Jasper to do what he never failed in doing. "And this time . . . you don't have to ask me to suck you off in return," Bellamy added, finding it increasingly difficult to form words, though couldn't help the tease, still recalling Jasper's reaction when Bellamy had asked him if he'd been sucked off before for the first time. This time, he wouldn't need to ask anything of Bellamy because damn it, Bellamy just wanted the younger male to take it. To take him, as he had expressed earlier.

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Jasper ignored the way Bellamy said his name, afraid if he acknowledged the momentary lapse, he might lose control of his emotions. The way Bellamy arched at the feel of Jasper's mouth helped Jasper focus on what he was doing, though. He held Bellamy's gaze as he spoke, slowly bobbing his head over Bellamy's member. "Mmm," he hummed, the noise an agreement that he also remembered their first time together. The fact that Jasper remembered it too didn't matter all that much, since of course he would remember the first time he'd done those things. But Jasper knew he hadn't been special; Bellamy had been with others in camp, so knowing Bellamy really remembered their time together felt... important somehow. When Bellamy continued to praise him, Jasper made another sound that was more needy. The praise combined with the way Bellamy was looking at him made Jasper even more hungry to please him. He moaned as he took Bellamy deeper into his mouth, one hand coming up to squeeze Bellamy's sac gently.

His other hand slid up to Bellamy's stomach feeling the lines of muscle there as he picked up his pace, leaving Bellamy slicker with each bob of his head, but not caring too much if he was messy. He made a small noise at Bellamy's tease, but he was enjoying this too much to do much else. After what they'd just been through, after seeing some of Bellamy's pain, Jasper wanted Bellamy to feel good. But he didn't want to get him off to quickly, so he slowed down again after a moment, letting his eyes flutter shut as he let himself enjoy it too, moaning around Bellamay. His hand on Bellamy's stomach slid further up, over Bellamy's chest and throat to draw his fingertips against Bellamy's lips.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

The noises that Jasper was making fueled Bellamys pleasure. Added to it. Combined with the wet heat of Jaspers mouth, bobbing over him, a vibration against him every time a sound escaped Jasper. It intensified everything, and prompted moans of pleasure from Bellamy as well. He groaned when Jasper squeezed his sac of skin, his hand continuing to move through Jaspers hair . . . moving with his pace. Until he slowed down. Bellamy moaned, unsure if it was one of protest, need, or pleasure. It became less about protest when Bellamy looked down at Jasper, seeing the way he was sucking him, prolonging the pleasure of it . . . for them both. And well, Bellamy certainly couldnt fault him for that.

He moved a hand to Jaspers cheek, gently trailing his fingers over his skin as he felt Jasper hand start to roam over his chest, up his neck and to his mouth. Bellamy parted his lips, taking Jaspers fingers into them as he sucked them, a slicking them with his saliva much in the same way Jasper had made his cock slick. Bellamt was enjoying his own opportunity to taste Jaspers skin, a small sound indicatinf his enjoyment of this, and all that the younger male was doing to him.

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Jasper thought he could listen to the sounds Bellamy was making all night, and the taste of precome was starting to fill his mouth, mixing with his saliva. The hand Bellamy had in his hair was somehow soothing, and when it slid down to touch his cheek, Jasper had to open his eyes and look back up at Bellamy again at the almost tender gesture. This was... nothing like their sex had been before. Of course it seemed like every time they'd had sex, something had drastically changed in their lives since the last time. Still, this felt different in a way that had nothing to do with that. Like this time it really meant something. For both of them.

Jasper sucked in a shaky breath through his nose when Bellamy sucked his fingers into his mouth. "Mmmm," he moaned, following up with a noise that would have been a "yes" if his mouth wasn't occupied. His fingers in the wet heat of Bellamy's mouth reminded Jasper with a jolt of desire that his own body was needy too, and his hips thrust against the mattress involuntarily. He moaned again, tempted to pull back his hand and slide his now slick fingers inside of Bellamy, but he couldn't look away from the way Bellamy sucked them. His enthusiasm for the new sensation making him pick up his pace again, continuing to massage Bellamy's sac a little more firmly.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jasper420

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Jasper's sounds that revealed his enjoyment of their actions further fueled Bellamy's own. Just because he was enjoying the younger male's attentions, didn't mean he had to be completely idle. He continued to suck Jasper's fingers, taking in a little more of him, as far in as he could take them before drawing his head back, and then devouring them again. Using his tongue to wet them, his teeth ever so slightly nipping the tip of his fingers at times.

Not enough to hurt, but enough to work his mouth over them. He moaned amidst each glide of his mouth, mostly from the way Jasper was pleasuring him. Especially the way he felt the bed slightly shake and Jasper's body move, thrusting against it to get some friction for his cock. "Don't worry," Bellamy moaned, withdrawing Jasper's fingers from his mouth long enough to speak.

"I'm not gonna leave you hanging," he added, giving vocal reassurance that he planned to return the favor, and tend to Jasper when he was done. With that he took in his fingers again, feeling the way Jasper picked up the pace, the way he massaged his balls so damn amazing. "Amazing." Another groan emitting from Bellamy as his hand continued to caress his cheek and the other casually rest on the back of his head, moving with each bob of it, casually riding it. "Close," he breathed, warning him, just like he had last time should he not want to swallow.

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Bellamy's mouth over Jasper's fingers made him want to give up any sort of restraint, then way they licked and sucked and occasionally nipped, causing Jasper to moan around Bellamy's cock again. Bellamy's words, his promise to take care of Jasper's needs was the only thing stopping Jasper from continuing to thrust against the bed. "Mmmhmm," he moaned in acknowledgment, but he really hadn't needed the reassurance Bellamy would take care of him. Bellamy always did.

Without realizing he was doing it, Jasper's mouth over Bellamy's cock started to mirror what Bellamy was doing to his fingers. His tongue mimicked the way Bellamy's moved, and his teeth scraped as gently as possible when Bellamy nibbled his fingertips, falling into the same rhythm with Bellamy, though he wasn't sure anymore if Bellamy was matching his pace or if he was matching Bellamy's as he started to suck more desperately. Between the cock in his mouth, the way Bellamy was sucking his fingers and caressing his cheek, this felt good, better than he had felt in a while. Even if it was only temporary.

When Bellamy said he was close, Jasper groaned, instinctively squeezing Bellamy's sac a little more firmly. He was rewarded a few bobs of his head later when Bellamy flooded his mouth with his release. He was better prepared for it this time than he had been the last couple times, and he kept sucking until Bellamy was spent. When he slid back up Bellamy's body, he swallowed most of it, though a thick coating of it remained on his tongue when he kissed Bellamy, drawing his fingers out of Bellamy's mouth and down his chin and neck, leaving a trail of wetness where they touched.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Jasper's groans and moans sent vibrations through Bellamy's cock, prompting a similar sound from the older male. Their actions so perfectly in sync . . . naturally so, as it remained unspoken but in tune. Bellamy was enjoying both, the way he could draw his tongue, teeth and lips over Jasper's long fingers, while Jasper used the parts of his mouth to draw over Bellamy's cock. His teeth scraping against it causing Bellamy to sharply inhale at how good that felt. That small hint of sharpness, without it hurting. It only added to the pleasure. With another squeeze to his sac, Bellamy knew it would only take a few more glides of Jasper's skilled mouth before he came. A heavy groan, sounded with pleasure, escaped Bellamy as he flooded his release into Jasper's mouth, watching the younger male the entire time as he swallowed him. Drinking him in, and not stopping there.

"Oh god," Bellamy breathed, his chest heaving, as his eyes were fixed on Jasper, fighting against the natural reaction to close his eyes. It was too beautiful a sight to miss a single moment. When Bellamy was completely spent, the waves of his orgasm still washing over him, Jasper started to move up onto his body, trailing his wet fingers down Bellamy's chin and neck, leaving a sensational path. When Jasper's lips met the older male's, Bellamy could taste his own come on it . . . the delicious mixture of it along with Jasper's saliva. Bellamy glided his tongue against Jasper's, his hand still remaining on Jasper's cheek, and the other in his hair, sliding to the nape of his neck as he moaned into the kiss and the taste it provided him with. Bellamy could just lie here, enjoying these touches . . . but he also wanted to make good on his promise. He wanted to attend to Jasper's arousal.

"That was amazing," he breathed against his lips, wanting him to know that. Without breaking the contact of their lips, he flipped them over, shifting his body on top of Jasper's as the younger male lay on his back, the front of their bodies pressed together. Bellamy eased out of the kiss, only to spit in his hand and dropped it between them, coating Jasper's cock with his saliva ensuring it was nice and slick while taking his time, stroking him slowly to further build his arousal. "Figure its only fair to give you a break," he teased against his lips, kissing him again, unable to stop. "Want to ride you," he added, wanting to make sure he vocalized his actions before doing them . . . so that Jasper could protest should he not want for it.

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Jasper moaned into the kiss as Bellamy rolled him under him, enjoying the weight of Bellamy's body against him. Though there was a small amount of disappointment because Jasper had wanted to fuck Bellamy. A blow job in return would still be nice, though, so he just huffed at Bellamy's compliment, his hand sliding into Bellamy's hair as they kissed again. His other arm wrapped around Bellamy's shoulders, holding him close and enjoying how their bodies pressed together. When Bellamy pulled out of the kiss, spitting into his hand and lowering it to slick Jasper's cock, Jasper sucked in a sharp breath at the feeling as Bellamy started to stroke him.

His words were even better, though. Bellamy wanted to ride him? "Oh, God," Jasper moaned in response. That was definitely not something Jasper had done--or had done to him--before, and his arm around Bellamy slid down to his ass, gripping it firmly enough to part his cheeks. "That sounds... awesome," he panted, kissing Bellamy hungrily, his fingers tightening in Bellamy's hair. His other hand guided Bellamy to be better aligned with his cock, a non-verbal indication that he definitely wanted to take Bellamy up on his offer.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jasper420

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Despite his pleasure derived from Jasper's actions, Bellamy wanted to remain conscious enough of Jasper's needs and preferences. While it wasn't anything new for the older male to be mindful of when engaging in sex . . . with Jasper, it was different. Each time they had been together had been a result of something different. A point in their lives where they could satisfy what needs they could from the other. This time . . . it felt different. And Bellamy didn't want to be the only one who thoroughly enjoyed it. He wanted Jasper to enjoy it too. His response was most encouraging. Not only give he give verbal consent, but his hands helped in aligning their bodies, parting Bellamy's cheeks for him, telling him it sounded awesome, and then kissing him with a hunger that just fueled Bellamy's actions.

He let the kiss linger for a few moments, continuing to slick Jasper's cock until it was well coated. Bellamy reluctantly parted from the kiss, sitting astride Jasper in an upright position. His hands went to the younger male's shoulders to brace himself. Lifting up his body a bit, using where his hands were as leverage, Bellamy sat up, and then sunk back down onto Jasper's cock, taking him inside inch by inch until the entirety of his length was inside of Bellamy's entrance. The sensation of being filled caused Bellamy to moan with pleasure, his head falling back a little as he closed his eyes, letting both of them adjust to this feeling. He slowly rocked his hips a little, a teasing motion before he would start with more purposeful thrusts. "Oh yeah," Bellamy breathed, indicating his own enjoyment over the sensation of being filled by Jasper again.