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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 18, 2016 3:34:28 GMT
 Tag: @bryanbryanbryan whatever THE HELL WE WANT He did what he had to do. Bellamy had used that excuse so many times in the past. But there was a difference. Because taking off those bracelets, and pulling out that radio, was not done for any other reason apart from his own selfish ones. He hadn't done it with the intention to protect anyone but himself. He didn't have to do it. But he did. And he feared Bryan's reaction when he told him. But talking seemed to be put on the back burner for the time being. The way that Bryan kissed Bellamy back, his body responding . . . was met with the same mutual desire. To gone from having been with someone for as much as they had been together, to abruptly going to nothing for several months . . . well, it was a difficult adjustment.
One that Bellamy no longer wanted to deprive either of them of. He didn't deserve Bryan, he didn't deserve the incredible emotions and sensations that only Bryan could cause to stir in Bellamy . . . but it was getting increasingly difficult to deny his heart and embrace his mind. Besides, he was often one who acted more with his heart and emotions anyway. To a fault. The way that his hands fisted into his shirt, the warmth of it, caused Bellamy to deeply inhale during the kiss, heated with emotions that had been building up for months and were finally unleashed.
"I missed you to," Bellamy breathed against him. As Bryan was touching his body, Bellamy craved the same contact. Screw it. He could no longer ignore what he needed. What they needed. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue between Bryan's lips to taste him, explore the familiarity of his mouth, drink him in to quench the burning thirst that he had been consumed with for months. The only thing that would break the contact of their lips, was when Bellamy started to shed Bryan's layers. Pulling off each layer of the clothing he wore on his upper body and tossing it to the ground.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 18, 2016 3:26:10 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Feeling Jackson lower his pants, gave some relief to his arousal, though he of course needed more. It was just no longer constricted with the clothing. Bellamy used his foot to pull down the rest of his pants, working to get it off, to kick it off as best as he could. He became quickly distracted by Jackson's moist hand starting to stroke over him, slicking him, a non verbal indication of perhaps what he wanted and how he wanted it. Right now, Bellamy wanted to give in to his partner's every desire. His words adding on to his aching need. "Me too," he said in between heavy breaths.
A groan escaped him from the motions of Jackson's hand, coating him and stroking him . . . the wet sensation and touch making his back slightly arch. Bellamy's tongue ran over his lips, trying to maintain some semblance of composure though it was difficult. Considering they had not been together for quite some time. His hand met each of Jackson's strokes, over his partner's cock, before moving a bit slower.. "It's been too long," he said, almost as a tease though there was truth in his words as well. He kept his hand on the back of his head, kissing him deeply, meeting his partner's own hunger and fervent desire. "Tell me what you want," Bellamy encouraged, each stroke of his hand causing another groan from him. His actions was indication enough, but Bellamy wanted to hear Jackson say it. He wanted him to consume all his senses . . . even though he basically already was.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 17, 2016 22:07:32 GMT
Updated to include Charles Pike and Mel!! Would LOVE someone to take either of these charries!!!
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 17, 2016 13:02:18 GMT
my people MY RESPONSIBILITY Bellamy gave a small nod when Isaiah confirmed that he was alright. The male looked more relaxed than the last time he saw him, which was a good start. And Bellamy sure as hell wasn't going to do anything to change that. He wanted Isaiah to remain at ease, comfortable. The setting and dynamic right now was far away from any sort of professional reasons. "Yeah, they should be on soon," Bellamy confirmed, taking a small sip of his own drink. He wasn't one to drink much. His duties and responsibilities prevented him from being able to do so. If there was an emergency, he couldn't allow himself to be compromised.
"By the way, if you want to perform anything, they'll open the floor to the audience later," Bellamy said with a continued smile looking at Isaiah. But, there was of course an offer in his words. While the male struck Bellamy as a bit more shy . . . if there was something he enjoyed doing in the performing arts, this was a good place to showcase that. "Have you ever been to one of these before?" He further inquired, encouraging casual conversation, not wanting any silences to result in an awkward air between them.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 17, 2016 12:52:33 GMT
Tag: @bryanbryanbryan whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bryan's understanding made Bellamy's heart ache. Because he knew that wasn't the end of it. He knew that there was more. He had actively sabotaged communications with the Ark. Otherwise . . . Bryan would have known he was alive a hell of a lot sooner. It hadn't been easy, but Bellamy knew that wasn't good enough. He didn't deserve Bryan. He didn't deserve his understanding or forgiveness. But when the younger male move towards him, wrapping his arms around him in a more emotional embrace than their first, Bellamy did the same. His arms moved around Bryan, clinging to him, holding on to him . . . once again afraid of what would happen if he let go.
His words playing over and over in his mind. He wanted to tell him that he loved him . . . unspoken words that he couldn't say yet. Not until Bryan knew the whole story. He was afraid it would make him lose Bryan . . . but at the same time, he had to be honest with him. He couldn't just let himself off easy like this. He couldn't take advantage of Bryan's kindness and understanding of the situation. Bellamy nestled his head against Bryan's neck, taking in his scent this time, with less need to restrain himself as there were no watching eyes. "I'm so sorry," he breathed. Sorry for more than perhaps Bryan knew. Bellamy could no longer help it.
He drew his head back, his hand going to Bryan's cheek as he leaned toward him until their lips met. They had a lot to talk about but right now, Bellamy needed to kiss him . . . even if it was for the last time. He breathed into the embrace, pouring his emotion into it. Into how much he missed and loved Bryan forn these past few months. Easing out of it, he kept one arm around him, the other on his cheek, and his forehead pressed against Bryan's. "Not a day went by when I didn't think about you." Something else he needed Bryan to know, before he went on to the other truths; what he had done, the acts he had committed. He wanted to remember this exact moment . . . just in case Bryan would rightfully hate him for everything else he had done.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 17, 2016 12:18:33 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Hearing Jackson's soft laughter was beautiful. A sound that Bellamy had missed so much; one that he feared he would never hear again. And yet, here it was. Furthering the perfection of the moment. Bellamy smiled in return to his words, fully succumbing to everyone that this, being with Jackson offered. Having not had it . . . made him want to never distance himself from it again. Not physically, nor emotionally -- as he had done shortly before he left for his mission. Jackson's moan encouraged Bellamy, the rocking of his hips causing the guardsman to sharply inhale at the sensation.
His pants were restricting his erection far too much, and he needed to feel Jackson. Fully feel him. His hands then started to pull down the fabric of his boxers. Bellamy then bent his feet up a little, using them to slide down Jackson's boxers until they were down his legs and off of him, letting the article of clothing fall to the ground. He became distracted again when Jackson started to suck his Adam's apple, groaning with sheer pleasure, which only made his vibrate.
His hand went to the back of Jackson's head, fingers weaving into his hear to press him against him, encourage him cause it felt so damn good. The feeling of his tongue and teeth against his skin just thickening his own arousal, breathing with heavy desire and enjoyment at his actions. Anticipation built within him when Jackson started to undo his pants, his tease causing a small chuckle to escape Bellamy.
"That's because someone wasn't thinking clearly. Too eager to kiss you." To hold him, without even thinking of the logistics of removing his clothing. But fortunately, Jackson was taking care of that. With one hand still on the back of his head, Bellamy's other hand fell to Jackson's cock, another groan leaving him as he felt his partner's fullness. His hand slowly started to stroke him, wanting to feel him, to build his arousal, rather with the intention of getting him off. "I need you," he breathed out, the need desire evident in his voice as he meant it in every sense of the word.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 17, 2016 0:48:34 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Jackson's hands running over Bellamy's body ellicited a quiet moan of contentment and toned pleasure from the younger male. He wanted Jackson to touch him wherever he could, his body craving -- aching -- for his lover's skillful hands, and so much more. Having been so physical with each other . . . to the extreme of not being able to at all for weeks, was finally taking it's toll on Bellamy. That, mixed in with the different and overwhelming emotions . . . well, everything was contributing to the intense need for his partner. Relief spread in him when Jackson confirmed that he knew. That he seemed to understand that Bellamy had not left him willingly.
He was briefly distracted by Jackson's next question, from the way his lips moved along his jaw. Closing his eyes, he forced an answer, knowing Jackson would want to be sure about this. So he shook his head a little before verbalizing a response. "No," he assured him. He tilted his head to the side and up a little, his own lips kissing along Jackson's cheeks, speaking against his skin.
"I guess there's no point in asking if you're feeling better?" He said almost as a tease. It had been a month. He was assuming Jackson was fully recovered. And he tried to refrain from verbalizing the guilt that plagued him, for not being there during the final stages of his recovery. As if that gave him a renewed need for him, Bellamy's lips sought out Jackson's once more, deeply kissing him with fervent passion his hands moving down his partner's sensational body, slipping them under his boxers to feel his ass, giving the firm body part a gentle squeeze.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 17, 2016 0:25:19 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy didn't need to ask to know what Raven was talking about. Finn and Clarke no doubt. Some weird ass love triangle that seemed to exist between them. Bellamy supposed it was expected being around a bunch of delinquents -- though Raven being a part of them sort of nullified that thought. Either way, Bellamy didn't get involved in it. Sure, he noticed it. Was pretty damn obvious wasn't it? "You're mistaking me for someone who cares," he said bluntly, his tone holding no sympathy.
It wasn't because she demanded they not give her any, but because it was how he often held his words. Stoic. Blunt. Seemingly uncaring in this teen drama. "Time to move on." That was his piece of advice for the day. He didn't care about the princess, the spacewalker, and the mechanic. It sounded like the beginning of a bad joke. "So let's get back to why you came in here. What do you want?" She had said that she needed something from both him and Jasper. Was it related to her words somehow? Or was she just venting about her boyfriend's infidelity? Or whatever the hell it was. He looked at her with a still slightly raised brow, a small air of impatience surrounding him as they had plans to make.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 17, 2016 0:11:08 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT He loved hearing her sounds of pleasure; the involuntary movements her body engaged in when they were together. And the view he had of it was superb. As was her own touches on his body in return, leaving a warmth in its path that went straight to his core. He slightly smirked, the expression only minimized due to everything she was making him feel right now. The deprivation of her having been so intense . . . that he knew when he came inside of her, it was going to be hard. "You say that like it's a bad thing," he teased her, amidst each groan and breathy grunt from the vigor of their actions.
"I'll just take it as encouragement," he managed to get out, the ability to form words becoming more and more difficult. His actions picked up pace, meeting each of her own motions as the upward push of his hips became more purposeful and strong. "Close," he breathed, wanting her to come at the same time, his hand gripping her twin more tightly, struggling to keep his eyes open . . . because he wanted to watch her. He wanted to see that euphoria wash over her beautiful features. So with one final thrust, and sound of intense pleasure, he came deep inside of her, his gaze on her glossed over with the ecstasy that consumed every fiber of his being.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 16, 2016 23:52:53 GMT
Tag: @bryanbryanbryan whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy could have sworn his heart skip a beat when Bryan said that he was hoping two. He was trying to figure out if he meant that he had moved on or that he wanted to still be with him. But Bryan's next words answered Bellamy's unspoken question. The way he had left had indeed been dramatic. Quite. He had 20 minutes to make a decision, and he had made it. He couldn't regret it, but that didn't meant that he didn't think about Bryan. That having to leave him had been one of the hardest things he'd ever had to do. Bellamy remained silent for a few moments, feeling the need to tell Bryan one thing he could say with the utmost certainty.
"I never moved on. With anyone." He hoped Bryan understood what Bellamy was really saying: that he hadn't been with anyone else. That he hadn't even slept with anyone else. He still felt devoted to his boyfriend, and that wouldn't change until he got the required closure. Even then . . . Bellamy wouldn't ever be able to move on that quickly, if ever. Love was not something that came easy; falling love was not a simple thing nor a common occurrence. He couldn't and wouldn't blame Bryan if he had moved on though. He deserved to be happy, and Bellamy knew that he had hurt him.
"I was always terrified that one day, I would have to make the choice between you and my sister." It was why he hadn't allowed himself to be in a relationship prior to her discovery and arrest. Because his sister was always his priority. Bellamy looked at Bryan, not even realizing he was taking a few steps toward him. "I'm sorry. For what I put you through." Because he could only imagine just how much it was, and hated himself for it. "I know it may not be worth much, but leaving you was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do." But that was just it: he had to. In one day, he'd been forced to do that, and murder a man. Or well, what he thought was murder anyway. But leaving the man he loved, for a sister that he loved . . . well, it hadn't been anywhere near easy.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 16, 2016 23:43:24 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT The feeling of Jackson over him, warmed Bellamy to his very soul. Not just physically, though there was that too. But he felt safe. Comforted. At ease. Jackson was in his many ways a piece of heaven in this world of hell for Bellamy, and his partner's presence never ceased to give him that serenity that was impossible to find elsewhere. Bellamy's hands roamed over Jackson's back, moving in a up and down sooth path. His words playing over in his mind. It was over. The separation was over.
While they knew it was possible that it could happen again . . . what mattered right now, was that it was not the case. That they could just enjoy being together. And Bellamy was never going to leave things that way, ever again. Bellamy moved his lips against Jacksons, returning the kiss and the powerful emotions that seeped out in it. His hands still moving over his body, enjoying the feeling of him, especially after not having touched Jackson for over a month. Not in this way.
"I never meant to leave," Bellamy breathed against him, wanting . . . no, needing him to know that. He never meant to leave him, and he hoped he would believe that. That what separated them, had not been out of Bellamy's desire or preference. He didn't want to get into the details of it now. "I never wanted to leave you." In any way. Not physically, not mentally, not emotionally. He was completely devoted to Jackson, and doubted he could ever love another the way he did him.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 16, 2016 23:35:22 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy watched her through heavily lidded eyes as he arched her back, making her breasts more pronounced. He was certainly enjoying the view . . . and he knew that Roma was fully aware of that. His hand reached up to cup her, massaging her breast in the palm of his hand. He briefly closed his eyes, head sinking back against the bed as she slowly moved over him, rising and sinking back down in agonizing slowness that made him think back to wanting to take back that control. But he was also rather enjoying it; the build up. Her sensual movements. The need to watch her forced his eyes open, no longer able to leave his lower body idle.
He thrust his hips upward to get a deeper angle, a breathy grunt escaping him from the pleasure that coursed through him with being inside of her. Her heat engulfing him in the way he had longed for so long. Her words just adding to the incredible moment. "I missed you too," he breathed, wanting her to know that it was entirely mutual. That he had missed her so damn much. "You feel amazing," he praised, knowing that Roma always quite enjoyed the praise and wanted to give her everything he possibly could in this moment. One hand remained on her breast while the other skimmed along her front, touching where their bodies were joined as Bellamy started to thrust and, and again inside of her.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 16, 2016 1:23:09 GMT
Tag: @bryanbryanbryan whatever THE HELL WE WANT When inside, Bryan commented on it having been good to grow up on Alpha. "Must have been," Bellamy agreed, though neither of them would know. The class division, the entitlement that the privilege had . . . was exactly what Bellamy had used to rally the crowd in his favor. Though it wasn't stemming from anything but the truth. They were often willing to sacrifice the less privileged first, and keep themselves in tact. Bellamy had seen it far too many times. The ground somehow, evened it all out though. The class division wasn't so clear any longer.
Upon Bryan's question, Bellamy looked at the male, still trying to figure out how to bring up what happened between them . . . where they stood. The former more legitimately stated of what Bellamy had caused between them. "Yeah," Bellamy confirmed nonchalantly, walking over to the coat hook where he took off his jacket and hung it up. "My sister has her own place." With Lincoln. Though clearly, Bellamy had misinterpreted the reason for the question. The implications.
"We've lived in smaller with more people." His apartment growing up on the Ark had been incredibly small, but it had been a home. "I'm never sure what to do with all this," he admitted, turning back to face Bryan. He knew he was just stalling. "What about you, will you need a place big enough for one or two?" Or maybe he didn't misinterpret it at all. Maybe it was a further attempt to stall . . . to not have his hope that Bryan was without another partner, destroyed. Bellamy would understand of course. He had done this to them, and wouldn't blame Bryan in the slightest for hating him, or wanting to move on.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 16, 2016 0:12:02 GMT
Tag: @mikha whatever THE HELL WE WANT One moment Bellamy was opening up to her, pouring out his heart to her by sincerely thanking her . . . the next, he heard his name and saw that she collapsed. Bellamy moved to her side, kneeling down to make sure that she was still breathing. Fortunately she was. The irony: of thinking he had killed her, finding her alive, and then having to watch her die again. At least that was not the case right now though.
But he knew that time was of the essence. With that thought in mind, he scooped her up in his arms, and started to carry her toward the camp. He figured once they got there, Jasper would be all too willing to take care of her. Apart from Maya's condition, the eagerness to show Jasper she was alive was what prompted him to rush toward Arkadia, wanting to give what he could to his friend after taking so much from him.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 15, 2016 23:57:36 GMT
Tag: @bryanbryanbryan whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy felt his heart ache when Bryan revealed that his parents weren't on farm. Nor were they at Arkadia. There was still that hope that they were on one of the stations whose whereabouts were unknown . . . but hope could also be dangerous. Sometimes, it was just easier to not hope so that one could start the process of mourning, allowing themselves to grieve. He briefly glanced at him, noticing the way his head was turned toward the window.
Bellamy wished he could offer him some sort of support; physically console him. Hold him. But right now, he had to put all those thoughts and feelings aside. When they pulled into the garage, he got out and with Bryan held the others. He ensured not to stray far from the man's side, wanting to be close to him. When everything seemed to be getting in order, he turned to Bryan, a very faint smile on his lips at his remark and apology.
"I'm surprised that you even could test it," he told him teasingly, but not without truth. He hadn't known Bryan to have any sort of training in combat -- which made sense that he would need it down here. But from the impact and strategic move, Bellamy was able to get a small glimpse of just how trained he was. "You've got one hell of a head butt," he added on, subconsciously touching his nose for a moment, wanting to make sure no blood was randomly coming out.
Letting his hand fall back to his side, he continued. "It's going to take a bit to get everyone settled. Do you want to freshen up at my place until the others come?" Those that were coming on foot. Since Bellamy figured that Bryan would want to be there to help them settle. Bellamy then proceeded to lead him to his quarters, his heart suddenly racing in his chest.
He craved that moment alone with Bryan, but also feared it. As he previously thought . . . hope was a dangerous thing, and Bellamy was just continuing to hope that Bryan would still want to be with him. Even though Bellamy didn't deserve him after everything he'd done. Once they arrived, he opened the door, allowed the man to enter before following, and closing it behind him, practically fighting the urge to just throw his arms around him again.
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