She's With Me

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy had his moments of going out, but they weren't overly frequent. His first and foremost responsibility was to his family. But tonight, was an exception. Hell, his mother even encouraged him to go. This was a party for all the new cadet recruits, and Bellamy was among them. He was doing this whole thing for his family, and while attendance was not mandatory . . . this was part of the fun of being in this field. The ability to meet others, socialize with them, and just enjoy oneself before the hardcore training commenced. Besides, it would help to get to know the other cadets, though Bellamy was always wary of allowing himself to grow too close to anyone.

There were of course reasons for that . . . but not ones he was going to dwell on tonight. He was already conversing with a few of them, mingling, socializing. The crowd consisted of more than just fresh cadets. It was friends of theirs, and their own friends . . . it seemed anyone around the same age group was in attendance here. Which, made it the more of a party. He looked at one of the guards in charge of security, seeing a woman trying to get in.

He could see that there was a bit of uncertainty, and it meant that either she was not here with someone, or she was meeting that someone. Either way, Bellamy felt no harm in helping her get in. Making his way to the security guard he gave a bit of a smile. "It's ok. She's with me." A lie, but one that was hardly a harmful one. The guard gave a nod and stepped aside to let her pass as Bellamy returned the gesture of an appreciative nod as he positioned himself alongside the unfamiliar woman -- but now feigned friend.

[Roma Bragg]

REALLY?! He wasn't going to let her in because her ID said 16, AND it was for cadets only! He said if she was with someone, he would ignore her age, but he wasn't letting kids in. Roma was wearing her best clothes, and had came here to see the new cadets, and he was telling her it was all for nothing! She had traded in 6 rations for this dress! That was almost a week of being hungry! THE HELL SHE WAS--"It's ok. She's with me." A voice said behind her, and she spun around, A smile lit up her face as she was very grateful! "There you are! I was just coming to look for you!" She said, playing along before looking back at the guard who waved them in. She latched herself on to his side, holding his arm with her two hands.

Once inside, she looked back to make sure that they could not be heard before looking back at the man who helped her. "Thanks!" She told him excitedly, "He said I had to know someone to get in!" Leaving off her age tonight was pre-planned. She was here to have fun! "I hope you're not meeting anyone here tonight, cause the first dance tonight is mine, Cadet." Laughing she pulled him toward the floor, and once there she threw her hands up in the air and let them fall to his shoulders. Leaning in, she got her lips close to his ear and called over the music, "My name is Roma!"

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy had been expecting a simple thank you and then for her to join . . . whoever she was meeting here. But instead, he played quite into this role as she took his arm, and then immediately told him that they were going to dance together. He wasn't about to complain about that. Who wouldn't want to dance with a gorgeous woman? That was exactly what she was. Bellamy could help the guilt at the pit of his stomach . . . being here, having fun, knowing Octavia was stuck at home.

But then again, he was trying to embrace this. Even if it was just for one night. He wordlessly complied, following her lead as she pulled him to where the others were dancing, and put her hands on his shoulders. His own went to rest on her waist, wrapping around her a little more as she leaned in to speak in his ear, introducing herself. Roma. The name was quite fitting for her he had to admit. He titled his own head to speak in her ear, returning the pleasantry.

"Bellamy." He then pulled back so that he could look at her, casual swaying to the music, finding it quite effortless and hell, enjoyable to be in her company for the few seconds he had been. He smiled before leaning forward again to speak in her ear, finding this method of communication far more productive than trying to shout over the music and chatter from all the others. "Anyone I gotta be worried about making jealous?" He teased, drawing his head back as he smirked. He wasn't worried about making anyone jealous really, but it was his way of asking if she was meeting someone here tonight. Or hell, if she was with anyone period.

[Roma Bragg]

"Bellamy." He told her in her ear, and she repeated it in her head a few times to make sure it would not be lost--not that she was worried it might, but if he broke off from her later and met up with some girl, she wanted to make sure she knew it for later. His hands were on her waist, and she wasn't going to pull back any to make them leave. She had never thought about hands as sexy but the way they spanned around her made her feel things in her belly. She liked it. "Anyone I gotta be worried about making jealous?" The room she hoped!

She laughed, dropping her head back in a move she'd practiced a few times before, before moving back to his hear, this time letting her lips brush his skin softly while she spoke. "I came alone, but I was hoping I wouldn't leave that way." She had made that promise a few times before but always ended up skipping out when the guy lost promise. She had heard others make it as well, so she knew it was a safe tease. One that said maybe, rather then let get out of here. Pulling back she kept her face close to his, and let her hips dance while every now and then brushing against him.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy couldn't help but smile as his question caused the amused reaction from her. Her lips returned to his ear, but not without brushing it against his skin -- something that was clearly intentional. Flirtatious. Well, Bellamy could certainly play along. The smile continued to play on his lips. She pulled her head back but they were hardly far from one another. "That makes two of us." While Bellamy hadn't been seeking out a partner for the evening -- and later tonight -- he certainly wasn't opposed to it if it naturally happened.

And thus far, their interactions seemed to be leading in that direction. He also wasn't one to overly presume, not needing that commitment from anyone nor making it to anyone. Thus far, he was just casually enjoying her company. The way she moved her hips against his, the teasing nature of their words -- and the way they said them. She ws definitely someone that he wanted to remain in the company of. "Want something to drink?" He offered, the overcrowded room and their movements perhaps making things more warm than usual.

[Roma Bragg]

"That makes two of us." That pleased her. That was what she wanted to hear. It meant he wasn't planning on meeting anyone here, and she could enjoy his attentions tonight. "Want something to drink?" In stead of answering aloud, she needed her head, and let him lead her off the floor. Once away from the speakers the sounds were not so loud and she could be able to hear him better.

Sadly there was also less reason to touch him, but she was fine with just his attentions for now. She was looking for someone long term, and for that to happen, she needed to get to know him. This was her first cadet party she had been too, as she only recently began trying to get with the older crowd. One advantage of looking older then she was, was that she could pass for one of the crowd without question. She'd hate that when she was older, but she'd bank on it for now. She knew that to join the guard you had to have a recommendation, or be someone important. "So is it Cadet Bellamy, or is there a last name to match the man who saved my evening?" She asked him, trying to learn more about who he was and what station he was from.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

When she nodded, Bellamy led the way to the refreshments table that was fortunately away enough from the music that it would hinder their ability to speak or hear. He began to pour her a drink, passing it to her as she asked him what his last name was. Once she took hold of the cup, he poured himself one and then properly turned to face her. "Blake," he answered casually enough.

"I guess it would be Cadet Blake. But you can call me whatever you want," he told her with a playful smirk, a bit of flirtation in his voice at the suggestion. He took a small sip of his drink, the cool liquid instantly refreshing him. "What about yourself? Do you prefer Roma, or Ms . . . " His voice trailed off, a hint toward discovering what her last name was, although also a bit of a tease as he probably wouldn't be calling her Ms anything anyway. Still, he found the ease of conversation between them rather enjoyable. And wanted to do what he could to maintain it.

[Roma Bragg]

Roma took the drink from him and drank from it, enjoying that he had poured her one. Such a gentleman! Clearly his mother had taught him well--or father or someone. You could always tell things by how they did things. He had given her a cup first, and she took that as a sign that he was the type to take of the girl first. She wasn't even thinking of anything sexual, but practical. That said provider, and that was what she was looking for. "Just Roma," She said, not wanting to add Miss to her name too soon. "Roma Barnes." She really hoped he didn't think to run the name later and find out she didn't belong at this party.

"So you have subtle asked for my name, and if I am here alone. Anything else i can fill in for you, Bellamy?" She teased, trying to make sure he knew he could ask rather then have to look anything up. "I'm from the the farming station." Best not to hide that, only escape it. It was then she started really looking at him, rather then sizing him up as someone she was thinking of trying out. Damn the boy was hot. He had a kind face, but a strong one. His hair as dark as his eyes, and for a moment she forgot she was here to find someone--and just stared at him. "How come you came alone? You seem the type to have a girl on each arm."

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy gave a small nod as she told him to just call her Roma, but then further introduced herself revealing her last name and later, which station she was from. He hadn't heard of her family -- which wasn't a huge surprise. The Ark may be limited in space, but there were still a hell of a lot of people on it. And with where he was stationed and his family -- as well as the fact that he didn't make a lot of ties with people for obvious reasons, his familiarity with others was quite limited.

"I think that's all I need to know," he said with a hint of a playful smile. Her name, the fact that she was alone, those were the basics. "Unless there's anything else that you think is relevant?" He questioned, a slight flirtation in his tone of voice. She then asked him why he came alone, figuring him to have a girl on either arm. "Maybe I haven't found anyone interesting enough for me to do that with." Until now. Because, well, he was quite enjoying the company of Roma Barnes. "Do you usually get in these kinds of parties?" He inquired. She didn't seem to be meeting anyone here, yet she came in confidently anyway. Confidence; that was something he found incredibly attractive in a woman.

[Roma Bragg]

"I think that's all I need to know," Good the less he looked into her past the less of the change he learned she was not who she was pretending to be. She wasn't making everything up--just her age and desperation to be something more then what she was born into being. "Unless there's anything else that you think is relevant?" She thought for a moment, tilting her head to the better angle to show off, before looking back at him. "Nothing I can think of!"

"Do you usually get in these kinds of parties?" She laughed, "This is my first time trying!" Which it was, but she had also looked younger before. "Though if you are going to be at more of these, it might not be my last!" She teased. Roma leaned in closer, even though she didn't have too. "Because you're sort of making my night." Winking at him, she pulled back away from him. "How often do you come to these? When do you start training, or have you already started?" When did he finish was her question but she was working up too it.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

She revealed that this was her fist time having tried to get into a party like this one. It only made the smile remain on his lips, especially when she spoke of how he had been making her night. "Already?" He said teasingly. "The night is still young. A lot more can happen," he added on with a hint of suggestiveness, but not too much as to make her uncomfortable. Despite how well things were going between them, Bellamy was well aware that not every evening would definitely end in physical relations. Either way, he was enjoying his time with her right now and whether it moved past this or not, he didn't feel the need or want to seek out anyone else's company.

She then asked him how often he came to these, and whether he started training or not. "We start in a couple of days," he began to explain. "Guess they figured tonight would be a late night for most of us." So training wouldn't start incredibly early in the morning tomorrow. They had a few theory based classes, but the physical aspect of it would start the following day. Her former question . . . well, Bellamy had an answer to that, but not for reasons that he could get into. Because they involved his familial obligations. "I don't really come to a ton of these," he answered truthfully. "Guess that's something we have in common," he added on with a bit of a playful smile as he took a sip of his drink. "The last sort of big thing I went to was the graduation party. Which, I'm sure you know all about how that is." The graduation celebration from school when finished the final grade usually at 18 years old.

[Roma Bragg]

"The night is still young. A lot more can happen," "Oh, I am counting on it," She teased back, her tone matching his with it's suggestiveness. She was being coy, but she was starting to think he could be the one she picked to do this with. Her V card wasn't important to her. "We start in a couple of days," Nice! His last few days of freedom! "Guess they figured tonight would be a late night for most of us." Roma laughed at that, and wondered if she could have anything to do with it being a late night for him as well. She had never been with a man before, but she knew that it would happen sooner or later. He was really hot, and she liked him. He knew how to come on to a girl without being creepy. That was a major plus!

Then there was the way he made her feel. Which she liked. This felt fun! REALLY fun and light, rather then a way to escape and forget about her life for a while. "I don't really come to a ton of these," Good, that meant this wasn't a practice line or set up. This was just him! "Guess that's something we have in common," "I hope it's not the only thing that we have in common," She teased him, hoping he felt this yearning toward her too.

"The last sort of big thing I went to was the graduation party. Which, I'm sure you know all about how that is." Gah! Roma smiled a little to brightly, while she tried to cover over that. "I think mine was tame compared to some of the other stories I have heard," She teased, trying to down play it. "But since this is your first in a while, we should make it special! Really live it up and make sure you enjoy yourself, before they work you too hard to let you . . . have any other fun." Roma moved the conversation away from the graduation party, trying to make sure he was thinking about NOW rather than THEN.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

He continued to smirk when he expressed her hope that this wasn't the only thing that they had in common. He doubted it. Though, those commonalities between them he imagined were on the surface. Something very basic. He couldn't get to know her enough to delve into the depth of what they could have in common. He wasn't looking for a relationship with anyone. He listened to her next words, speaking of how her graduation party was tame compared to some others. Her bright smile seemed to suggest that she had fond memories about it. His smiled was one of amusement, hearing her speak of working him too hard.

He took a small step toward her, slightly cocking his head to the side as he looked at her with a somewhat playful gleam in his eyes. "You know, I wouldn't mind if you want to work me too hard," he teased, though his words weren't without truth. Besides, he would prefer it from someone like her, than his job. Who wouldn't? Work that brought pleasure was always more favorable. "How do you propose we do that?" He asked her, that same suggestive playfulness in his voice. "We have our drinks. We've already danced. What's next?" He made it sound almost like the question had an obvious answer, and at the same time, would follow her lead with what she wanted to do . . . or where she wanted to take this.

[Roma Bragg]

How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do.

Roma

"You know, I wouldn't mind if you want to work me too hard," Roma felt the breath leave her for a moment because--that was hot. She liked the way he stood over her, and the way he smiled, and the way he tilted his head. Damn! He was good! She didn't think much of her first time (she'd been with a girl once but never a guy) but she had wanted someone worth it. This one. This was was so worth it. With any luck, it would lead to something a bit more long term. If she had to look at the same face every day then this one would be a pretty one!

"We have our drinks. We've already danced. What's next?" She reached her hand up to rest it over his jaw line, and her thumb to touch the corner of his lips. "Well, for starters you could try making a move that is beyond showing off that sexy grin, and showing me what else they can do." She teased, before tilting her face up and whispering, "Or do you like it when the girl makes the moves on you, instead?" She teased, and pressed her lips to his, while sucking on his bottom lip. She knew she was a damn good kisser. She hoped she could be damn good at everything else, too, but there was only one way to find out. "Wanna get out of here?" They'd have to go to his place because her parents were home.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy's expression remained unchanged from a smirk as he continued to look at her, her words encouraging the look to stay in place. Especially with what she said and after after. He closed his eyes, immediately responding to the kiss as his other hand slid up her arm and to her shoulder. The kiss was too short, the tease of her toying with his lip further strengthening his need for more. He slowly opened his eyes to look at her, a smile reforming as he set down his drink to whatever was nearby. Turning back to face her he leaned toward her, his lips resting against her ear, nibbling on her earlobe for a moment before speaking directly into her ear.

"Your place?" He asked, clear suggestiveness in his voice, not that she hadn't been clear either. But they couldn't go to his own place. With Octavia there, it was an impossibility. Which often resulted in such actions taking place in other people's apartments. Besides, if she was old enough she may very well have her own place. Drawing his head back he looked at her, leaning forward as if to kiss her once more but instead, paused less than an inch between them. "Ready when you are," he added, his actions meant to be of clear teasing, though he wouldn't last in displaying much patience. He wanted her. And he wanted her now.