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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 21, 2016 1:56:22 GMT
 Tag: @bryanbryanbryan whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy heavily exhaled at the sensation of Bryans lips moving along his neck. One hand moved to the back of Bryans neck to encourage him, thoroughly enjoying his attentions on his skin. The feelings it was causing to stir within him. The need. "A few hours probably," he managed to get out in a low voice, in between each kiss as his lips moved along Bryans upper arm, across his collar bone.
He felt too good, the familiar feel and taste of his skin urging Bellamy to compensate for all the time they had missed and needed to make up for. "Theres a shower in the bathroom," he finally answered, growing increasingly distracted by their actions. His lips continued their path back up the side of his neck. "You want to get cleaned up?" He asked, wondering if it was a hint for Bellamy to stop . . . or dare he hope an invitation for him to continue.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 21, 2016 1:24:36 GMT
  Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT As they grew more comfortable, sleep was drawing nearer and nearer. But not quite yet. Bellamy smiled in response to his words, the mutual feeling warming his heart. Jackson was right in his thoughts of Bellamy enjoying the sight of his release marked onto him . . . though Jackson wasn't about to let it remain. Bellamy huffed with amusement, fortunately not having to move far to tend to him. He leaned forward, dragging his tongue along Jackson's cheek, sucking the skin. The mixture of Jackson's taste and his own making it rather delicious. Once again, he was determined to do a thorough job of his cleaning.
He hummed amidst his actions, a sign of enjoyment of them. Just as there was when he had cleaned his own hand and Jackson's cock. Though it was better to taste his partner's skin than his own. Once most of the come was gone, Bellamy just enjoyed what kisses he could get along his skin. "Please tell me you can go in a little late tomorrow," he breathed, hoping that he could wake up with ease alongside Jackson, at that his partner didn't have to hurry off to work first thing in the morning. Besides, Bellamy had woke him up in the middle of the night and tired him out further. He hoped that he would have enough time to recuperate from that.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 21, 2016 1:07:07 GMT
Tag: @bryanbryanbryan whatever THE HELL WE WANT No. Bellamy had to thank him. He wouldn't take Bryan's understanding for granted. He was eternally grateful to him for not giving up on him. For allowing him the chance to prove himself. Bellamy would never cease in his gratitude for that. And deep down knew that no matter what he did, it would never make up for it. But he didn't have the strength to say any of this. He wanted to just embrace Bryan. Hold him. Focus on the fact that they had found each other, and could be together.
That distance no longer separated them. That they could start building a life here, together. Bellamy's hand not around his waist returned to Bryan's cheek, gently caressing it as he just watched him, his words touching his very heart. He was such an incredible man, and Bellamy would never stop wondering how he of all the people, was lucky enough to have earned the man's affections. "I have everything to thank you for," he told him.
"But we can save that argument for another day," he said teasingly, trying to ever so slightly lighten the mood, even despite the things that still needed to be sorted or discussed. He lowered his head, lightly kissing along Bryan's shoulder to his upper arm, earlier noticing the more defined muscles there. "I know that you need to freshen up, and get back out there," he said between each kiss, knowing that he was distracting him -- and both of them -- from what their people would demand of them. "I just . . . feel like I can't let you go," he playfully admitted. He didn't want ot let him go again.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 21, 2016 0:52:25 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Amusement crept into Bellamy at Jackson's words of having helped him make the mess. He could hear the sound of enjoyment escaping him amidst his thorough actions of cleaning off his partner. When he felt like he had, he slowly withdrew from him with a wet pop. "I seem to remember someone practically begging me to help you make the mess," Bellamy teased him, referring to his plea to touch him. One that Bellamy hadn't been able to deny in the moment.
He lowered his head back down, sucking the tip of his cock, now mostly slick with Bellamy's saliva from his cleaning. Satisfied with his work, he collapsed once again next to Jackson, lying on his back as exhaustion started to creep in. The mixture of the journey back and their actions certainly starting to take their toll on him.
"Well I'm glad you couldn't then," he told him in response to his words. Turning his head to look at his lover. "Because I don't know what I would do without you," though there was a playfulness in his words, there was also a strong truth. A sincerity. That Bellamy couldn't imagine his life without Jackson, and never wanted to. As if to solidify that he didn't need to, he leaned toward him, lightly kissing his lips.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 21, 2016 0:37:45 GMT
Tag: @bryanbryanbryan whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy felt Bryan kiss him back, far too in tune with his actions to try and get a better sense of where his head was at. His words further revealed that, and Bellamy felt a wave of relief wash over him once again. He would let him make up for this. He was still giving him a chance. It was less than he deserved, but right now, he would selfishly allow himself to be with Bryan. It seemed to be the one good thing in this hell of a world, and fate wasn't exactly often kind to them. Finding him, had been a blessing. A gift. Something incredible. And Bellamy never wanted to let that go. He never wanted to let him go. Never again.
Bellamy breathed into the kiss, the wonderful touch of Bryan's hand in his hair. The words he offered making his heart with emotion. He could never hear that enough; just like he could never say it enough. Bellamy kissed him again after he said them, needing to touch his beautiful lips that had uttered these words. When he eased out of it, he replied with his own. "I love you too," he told him, sincere words spoken from his heart.
"So damn much." Bellamy may have given him reason to doubt that, but from now on, he only wanted to give him reason to believe it. He kissed him again, this time a little more deeply as his arm wrapped around Bryan's waist to hold him against him, his lips trailing from his to his cheek and along his jaw line. "Thank you," he breathed between each kiss, thanking him for this second chance . . . one he didn't deserve; one he would greedily take.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 21, 2016 0:18:36 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy smiled with amusement, a slight glimmer of mischeviousness in his eyes at Jackson's suggestion. He loved the way his partner looked at him. It warmed his heart; made him feel valued. Like someone could care about him. That someone did care about him. That he didn't look at him the same way the others Bellamy loved did. Jackson was special. And Bellamy knew he could never truly express just how much. "Making me do all the work?" He teased, before letting his tongue glide over his other fingers, licking back down to the spots on his palm that he had missed. Jackson's suggestion was enticing though. And Bellamy decided that he had missed his taste too much; the thought of cleaning him up too enticing to pass up.
Somehow, Bellamy found the necessary strength to move. His hands went to Jackson's shoulders, gently pushing him onto his back. Bellamy remained in an upright position, his head lowering to Jackson's chest, kissing down and along it, one of his hands moving over Jackson to the other side of the bed to brace himself up. He kissed down along his chest, appreciating his well formed body with every part of his mouth.
When he got to his cock, he took him into his mouth, fully, using his saliva and tongue to clean him off. He moved his head down and then slowly up, before repeating the action in long drawn out motions, not withdrawing Jackson from his mouth fully. He groaned from the enjoyment of it, not necessarily doing this to get him off . . . but there was pleasure in it, that was for sure. And there was no harm if Jackson were to somehow get excited again. Though, he figured they were both still reeling from their recent orgasm.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 21, 2016 0:06:51 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Jackson wasn't going to be easy. But that he knew when he tried to recruit him. Bellamy watched him start to pull away, dressing himself. Bellamy kept his eyes on him, a soft expression on his face, silently letting his words rest in the unanswered air. Eventually, Bellamy also rose to his feet, pulling on his underwear and reaching for his pants . . . but not necessarily to put them on.
He dipped his hand into the pocket and pulled out a chip. Turning to Jackson, he showed it to him, offering it but not allowed him to touch it quite yet. "Everything will makes sense; everything will be seen . . . if you take this," he encouraged him. "I wouldn't lie to you Jackson," Bellamy continued, taking a step closer to him. "I never lied to you," he added on. "If you trust me, if you care about me at all, then at least humor me. Take it, and find true happiness." There was a slight emotional blackmail in there, but Bellamy was not above using any means necessary to convince him.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 20, 2016 23:58:02 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Another breathy chuckle fell from Bellamy's lips at his partner's agreement with his words. Really, there were no words to describe how incredible that had been. All he could do was bask in the aftermath, realizing that it was taking time to come down from that high and part of him hoped he never did. At least not before he went to bed. His eyes looked over Jackson, only now recognizing that he had shown practically no restraint with him. And silently hoped he wasn't the reason that his lover was sore in the morning. But the thought of it kept a smile on his lips.
Not that he wanted Jackson to be in pain, but the reason for it . . . well, he couldn't help but be amused. He would apologize for it tomorrow if such was the case. Right now, he was enjoying the aftermath too much. He watched Jacksons hand as it went to his wrist, guiding it to his mouth and understood what it was he wanted. Bellamy started from the bottom of his hand, and in one long glide, from the top of his wrist, along his palm, to the tip of his finger, Bellamy soaked in the test of Jackson's release. He moaned with delight at the delicious taste of it. Something he once again, hadn't experienced for some time. "You taste so good," he vocalized, repeating the action as he put two fingers in his mouth to suck them clean, purposely taking his time with it, relishing in the taste that was Jackson.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 20, 2016 23:21:36 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy watched Jackson's reaction carefully to his revelation, immediately questioning it. That much was to be expected. But it kept the smile on his lips. "I never knew what I believed in," Bellamy began to explain. "But I believe in this. Because it real. And, the peace you can find within it . . . amazing." Bellamy brought Jackson's hand that was in his own up to his mouth, kissing the back of it.
"You could be happy Jackson. You say you're not hurting, but you are. I see it. I don't want that for you." Bellamy of course cared about him, but the ultimate goal was to fill the City of Light with more citizens. Jackson's presence would be a huge asset. "I care about you too much to let you keep hurting." He hoped he would be able to convince him. For he didn't want to take more drastic measures. This was just the ease of the topic, slowly bringing him to realize all the benefits of the City of Light.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 20, 2016 23:15:54 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy could feel Jackson under him, trying to rub his cock against the bed to give him some sort of relief. It sent a thrill through Bellamy, enjoying feeling the desperate need for it, since Bellamy had earlier expressed his own need. But then he vocalized wanting more, pleading for more. Bellamy would have smiled had his face not been so overcome with the building need, and the anticpated release. Realizing how much more incredible it could be if they both came at the same time, was perhaps what made Bellamy's decision for him. He slightly lifted Jackson's ass, only enough that he could slip his hand to his cock, starting to rapidly stroke him to catch him up on the missed time.
His other hand still held Jackson's against the bed, while he sat up just a little bit more. Bellamy's breathing became shorter and rapid, panting, groaning, his throbbing and frantic movements both in his thrusts and strokes finally reaching that ultimate goal. With a final sound of pleasure, Bellamy came, and he came hard deep inside of Jackson, his head falling back from the impact of it.
Simultaneously, he felt his hand flood with Jackson's own release, the joint orgasm and aching build up of it certainly intensifying the experience of coming. Bellamy's upper body hunched over Jackson, trying to catch his breath as he felt like he was in a haze of pure euphoria. Having been deprived of his partner for weeks, then denied three times, and now this . . . it was all just so damn overwhelming, in the best way possible.
Bellamy's soaked hand went to Jackson's face, cupping his cheek, uncaringly smearing Jackson's release onto his face but not without purpose. He turned his head a little so that Bellamy could lower his own to meet it, kissing him lazily, deeply, pouring out just how powerful this was. Letting the embrace linger, Bellamy felt limply to Jackson's side, lying on his back as his chest continued to heave, still panting as his arm raised, resting over his forehead.
He turned to look at Jackson, enjoying the sight of the fluid dripping from him in two places. "That was . . . " Words were apparently difficult to form, feeling as if his heart was going to beat right out of his chest. It had been amazing. Phenomenal. "Oh my god," Bellamy just settled with, a breathy chuckle escaping him as he just continued to keep his head slightly turned to watch the beautiful man next to him.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 20, 2016 20:43:54 GMT
Tag: @jaga whatever THE HELL WE WANT Each time she hit him, sent a thrill through him, making him thrust harder and with less restraint. He wasn't used to this. Being so . . . animalistic and out of control with someone. To engage in just primal base desire. He knew he wasn't in his right mind -- hell, he was pounding into a Grounder for gods sakes -- but at the same time, his current state of mind wasn't questioning it. A sound of both pleasure and pain escaped him when she hit him, squeezing him without giving the area any relief . . . and thne hit him again after challenging him in return to his own.
Her own noises were encouraging, and made him thrust harder, pounding her hard against the cave wall. Her bite on her skin was also pretty damn incredible, the pleasure seemingly outweighing the pain. Wanting to meet the challenge, he pushed his finger deeper inside of where it was inserted within her, before abruptly withdrawing it. His hand then went to her behind, squeeze it, digging his nails into it for a moment. His finger wet with her liquids then trailed to the crease of her ass, slowly pressing a finger inside of her.
It didn't take too much longer or too many more thrusts until he felt her explode, and he did the same, not even thinking to pull out, not even considering that Grounders did not have implants like his own people. Instead, he stayed firmly inside of her, letting his seed pour into her, waiting for it all to seep out. The sound of pleasure that hit him hard, echoing in the enclosed area.
His shoulders relaxed, his head falling against her shoulder as he just focused on breathing. His teeth bit at her shoulder, as if trying to get some minimal payback for her own bites. But damn if it didn't feel good to taste her. To suck at the skin he had just held between his teeth. He hadn't even moved from his position inside of her yet, not with his cock nor his finger. He wasn't even sure how he was still standing, though assumed it was because he was leaning against her, bracing himself up.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 20, 2016 20:23:31 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy's distrust for Echo and Roan didn't decline. But he also knew that right now, there was no other choice. He didn't trust the two of them to go off and find the remedy. Nor did he trust the two of them to stay with Jackson. So Bellamy was relieved that Kyle volunteered to stay. Even though Bellamy would have asked him to. He wasn't leaving Jackson with a Grounder, no way in hell. Especially when the man couldn't even defend himself. Bellamy
looked down at Jackson, seeing his condition worsening and wishing that he could comply with his request of not leaving. His gesture making the younger male's heart ache with fear. Fear of losing a friend. "We'll be back quickly," he assured him. Giving Jackson's hand a gentle squeeze, Bellamy slowly rose to his feet, reluctantly letting go over Jackson's hand. He needed to get this done, and fast. Reached for an extra weapon, Bellamy handed it over to wick, along with a radio. "Do whatever you need to do," Bellamy told him sternly.
Anything that Kyle had to do to protect Jackson and himself from a potential threat. Bellamy glanced at Roan. "Wick has a radio if you need to get in contact with us," Bellamy explained. As they had not yet required use of the radios, Bellamy wans't entirely sure how familiar the grounders were with them. He then looked to Echo. He hated that he had no other choice but to trust her. "There's rope in the Rover. Let's go," he finally said, looking over everyone to make sure they were all set and ready with their tasks.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 20, 2016 20:10:18 GMT
Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT Another smirk played on Bellamy's features when Jasper joked about having to cross it off twice if he kept going. "Unless there's anything else on your list?" Bellamy inquired, wondering if Jasper had ever wanted to try something else. Maybe not to the full extent, as he had made that clear before, but something that didn't require that full penetration. They were just messing around anyway. And well, quite frankly, Bellamy enjoyed seeing the way Jasper was at ease. The relaxed demeanour, before it filled with pleasure.
The expressions that crossed his features that held so many other things apart from pain and fear. Bellamy wanted to encourage that; wanted to help him and the others find ways to find ease and contentment, even if it was just for a short while. Bellamy's finger started to trail over Jasper's length, slowly grazing up along it and then back down along his underside before skimming to his entrance, moving along it without inserting his finger in as he gave him a chance to answer his question before taking matters into his own hands -- literally, apparently.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 20, 2016 20:00:37 GMT
my people MY RESPONSIBILITY Bellamy listened as Isaiah explain that he didn't have a favorite one, and then offer further detail about how he preferred the older ones. "Makes sense," Bellamy agreed. He could understand the appeal of that. "Nothing beats the classics, I guess," he said with a smile. As Bellamy had previously stated, his knowledge of them was limited. But if Isaiah preferred the older ones, then perhaps those were the ones that Bellamy would try first. As Isaiah explained his parents occupations, a smile remained on Bellamy's lips. He didn't fail to notice the present tense Isaiah used. For that, Bellamy was relieved. That his parents were alive, and that a potentially upsetting subject had not been broached. "Both are good things to be doomed to," Bellamy teased, in response to Isaiah's remark about being doomed to food and books.
"Best of both worlds. Good food and good reads." With others unable to go outsie, people needed all kinds of outlets to prevent themselves from going stir crazy. Books were a great one; a wonderful form of escapism. "I guess so," Bellamy said with a slight smile. Though, he couldn't take for granted being able to go outside, knowing that others so desperately wanted that for themselves. His former home on the Ark . . . well, he knew the feeling of not being able to go out. They too had been confined to a particular space. "But I can't complain," he added on. "I just hope that one day, everyone else will have that opportunity." To go out. Dante had told him that in all his years, he'd only been out once. Bellamy's heart ached for his father of heart, knowing how much he had wanted that for not only himself, but for his people too.
The smile returned with ease as the conversation moved along, Isaiah expressing interest in reading some of the Roman books that he enjoyed. It was his offer that made Bellamy's smile soften a little, hardly missing the invitation to another potential date. Bellamy's hand went to Isaiah's that was on his knee, and placed his hand over the younger male's. As if to reassure him, to help him remain confident in his words. "You know, that sounds pretty damn good," Bellamy agreed, genuinely meaning the words. "You bring some of your favorites, I'll bring some of mine," he told him. That way, they could get to know each other in terms of what they liked to read.
"Sounds nice," he added on. Relaxing. And a way to get to know Isaiah in private, rather than a public setting such as this one. Not even having realized he was just gazing at Isaiah, Bellamy's focus was broken when he heard his friends name announced on stage. It promptly caused Bellamy to turn his head, his hand slowly leaving Isaiah's and feeling the immediate deprivation. Part of him already wanted to touch him more . . . but there were a lot of other people around. And it was best his mind not start wandering in that direction, unsure of where Isaiah's head was at.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 20, 2016 19:39:33 GMT
Tag: @harpermcintyre whatever THE HELL WE WANT Things had taken a drastic turn . . . for the better. Jaha had been right. The City of Light did exist. And it was so damn wonderful. The burdens of guilt and unwavering pain that Bellamy had carried with him . . . were gone. As if his shoulders felt lighter. As if everything seemed brighter. There was no way he could thank ALIE for all she had given him, apart from recruiting others to her cause; to the City of Light. And that was exactly what he intended to do. He had a few people in mind that he wanted to work on.
People who may trust him enough to follow his lead. Hell, that had been how he'd already convinced others to take the chip and join. As he was walking through the halls, preparing for his next attempt, he noticed a figure walking in the opposite direction. One he instantly recognized. "Harper," he greeted with a smile as he stopped when they would have otherwise directly crossed paths. His eyes roamed over her. She was injured. The poor girl. "What happened?" He asked, a softness in his voice rather than the concern that usually took over . . . but that was a different time. That was before he had embraced the happiness he found in this wonderful place.
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