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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 12, 2016 0:29:56 GMT
 Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT There was a smile touching Bellamy's features; a seemingly unwavering one as he glanced up at the male, enjoying what he was doing to him. Proving how drawn out happiness could be. How amazing it could feel. Well, in this case it was the aching need for release but still. He wanted to keep him just on the brink of that. He wanted him to take the chip so that he could experience true pleasure and perpetual joy . . . with him. Once Bellamy's lips reached the top, he parted his lips and sucked the head of his cock, not taking him too far into his mouth. Not yet.
One hand slid up and down the side of his length while his other hand massaged his sac, making sure not to leave his hands idle. He parted his lips from his tip to speak. "We can feel like this all the time. We can be like this, all the time." Together. Happy. Whatever they wanted to do. Void of pain and anguish. It was such a glorious thing and Bellamy wanted to spread that with others. "Is this, nicer?" He asked, before starting to devour him, inch by inch taking more and more of his cock into his mouth, moving achingly slowly.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 12, 2016 0:23:50 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy listened to Jackson explain that he could work half the day. He wasn't sure if he would, but he also knew that if he said he would only work that amount . . . then well, hopefully he would stick to it. But Bellamy knew it was not within his right to check. He couldn't force Jackson not to work. Well, technically he supposed he could. He was trusting Abby's judgment on this as well though and hoped she didn't overwhelm him as he was still requiring. Bellamy gave a bit of a nod when Jackson confirmed that he felt ok, and that he would get started soon as Abby wasn't a morning person. "Sounds like a good arrangement," Bellamy agreed. Damn, he hated this awkwardness between them. He hated that they were making what felt like small talk.
Just like last night at dinner. He wanted to wake up the way they usually did. With a kiss, sometimes with more. But things felt too . . . different. Off a little. Bellamy knew he was to blame for that but nor could he just undo last night. He hadn't even realized he was looking at Jackson for a few silent moments before he took another deep breath and moved his legs over the edge of the bed. "Should I get us breakfast here or should we stop and get it before heading to work?" Either eat together, or grab it and go their separate ways. Bellamy finally rose from the bed, collecting his clean clothes in preparation to shower as he waited for Jackson's answer.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 12, 2016 0:17:23 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy took advantage of her slight head tilt to allow him further access, moving his lips along the skin with pure enjoyment of touching her in this way. He could feel more than see her remove her bra, their now bare chests pressed against each other and the sound that escaped her with the sensation of it, was music to his ears. He loved the sounds of pleasure that escaped her during such intimate moments. Knowing that he had been part of what caused them; that he could draw such sounds from her.
There was a sense of pride in it, a sense of relief and honor that he was the one she had chosen to be with. When she wrapped her legs around him, it placed pressure on his already aching region . . . eager for relief. The movements of her hips only intensified it. He breathed into the kiss, her arms around him, his own hands skimming over the sides of her body, ensuring not to place his weight over her. He reached between them, guiding himself to her center, making sure she was moist enough that he could enter with ease. And when assured that she was, he slowly pushed inside of her. The incredible feeling of being inside of her caused him to heavily exhaled, lightly nipping her lip in the process. Despite the frequency they had done this . . . he still waited a few moments for her to adjust to his size and the feel of him filling her. Besides, she was pregnant. He was quite mindful of that and made sure to go slowly and carefully with her.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 12, 2016 0:17:06 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy loved the reaction of her body; loved the sounds she made, the vocalizations of pleasure. The way she said his name, before exploding in his mouth. He drank in her taste, soaking up as much of it as he could. The strength in which she came reflective of how deprived they've been for each other. His own ache was enough indication of that . . . which she would probably find out soon enough. But right now, he was enjoying the way her body felt under him, knowing that he had been the one to inflict such pleasure onto her.
He lingered in place, his tongue wiping her as clean as he could, before her words brought a smile to his lips. "And not the only way," he teased her in return to what she had said regarding this being one way to show her he missed her. She reached for him, the sensation of her tongue wiping along his chin before kissing her. He deeply kissed her back, the taste of her liquids and now her lips a delicious combination. His arms moved to either side of her, bracing himself on the bed as he leaned forward, pushing her back until her back was against the bed and he on top of her. "How do you suggest doing that?" He further playfully commented against her lips, intrigue and excitement setting in on what returning the favor could entail.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 12, 2016 0:16:52 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy set his bag on the side as instructed, suddenly fascinated by what Kyle had said he traded for rations. Bellamy peered over the table, looking at it as a smile formed on his lips. "Those look delicious," he stated. His family didn't have access ot the means to provide for such things. He remembered that once he had gotten Octavia some cake and it had cost a lot. But, it was completely worth it to see the smile on her face. He only hoped that as a Guard, he could provide more for his family and give them all that they deserved. Bellamy then listened to the description of the woman, a slightly raised eyebrow.
"If she's so hot, why don't you go for it," he suggested. Wick was often a great escape for Bellamy. Their conversations were never overly intense -- with the exception of the morning after they had hooked up. But he quite enjoyed the time he spent with him. He was probably one of his closest friends on the Ark and Bellamy was grateful of the non stressful interactions they shared. "We should probably start studying. I don't know about you, but I have a hell of a lot of work I need to do," he said as he went to his back and started pulling out his books.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 11, 2016 5:32:30 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Jacksons answer wasnt telling. But Bellamy didnt hold it against him. He would lose his arousal if speaking about it and right now, Bellamy wanted to make sure he kept it. To make Jackson feel something good with the promise of a way to always feel good. The smile on Bellamys lips remained firmly in place as Jackson pushed his hips up. The younger male quite enjoying his need. The pleas. His statement of wanting to feel something nice. Bellamy could give him that. In a way that beyond pleasuring his cock. He ran his tongue over the underside of his length, slicking it where he left a trail.
"What if I told you there was a way to feel nice all the time," he began to say. Not wanting Jackson to descend, Bellamy started sucking the sac of skin between his lips, doing a thorough job of it. His hand went to Jacksons cock, his thumb pressing down on the tip of it, applying some pressure there. "Wouldnt you always like to feel this way. Or is this not as nice as you want it?" Another playful tease so that he would not overthink right now. But Bellamy had needed to at leasr plant the seed, as he could now nurture it and watch it grow. He kissed along the side of his length, his thumb still playing with the head of it, caressing and pressing down on the hardened member.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 11, 2016 3:51:34 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy was rather enjoying feeling Jackson under him, feeling his eyes on him. The man was beautiful and for the first time, Bellamy could focus his entire attention on him. No distracting thoughts, no fears of separation. It was just so easy to be with him. So, freeing. And he wanted the doctor to have those same feelings of serene liberation from the pain that plagued them all. Turned on. Bellamy could feel it in his cock where his tongue was near. Confused. Bellamy could sense it based on his former words. Relieved. Now that was an interesting feeling that Bellamy wanted to find out more about.
Especially since he hadn't tended to Jackson yet, nor provided his body with relief -- physically that is. But it was clearly deeper than just the physical ache he was experiencing. As if to encourage him to talk, wanting to coax an answer out of him, Bellamy withdrew his tongue from his boxers. His lips kissed along his stomach, his fingers slowly pulling down his underwear. "What are you relieved from?" He asked in the same low tone, meant to be seducing, hoping to further lure the response from Jackson.
To find out more of his mindset so that he could find out what was going on in that wonderful brain of his. It would be best to know all he could . . . so that he could determine how to coax him to take the chip. Once his underwear was lowered, Bellamy threw it to the ground, his mouth moving down, hovering over his cock before tilting his head to the side, his eyes raising to look at Jackson's face with a teasing smile. "If you tell me, maybe I'll give you more relief," he added. And to tease him, he ran his tongue up the underside of his length in one slow and sensual glide.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 11, 2016 3:15:29 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy felt relieved when Jackson said that he slept well, heavily. He needed that rest, and was glad that the conversation from last not had not hindered his sleeping too significantly. It also showed that he was still in need of recovery, something he acknowledged. And Bellamy's relief further strengthened by Jackson's willingness to work another half day. He was surprised by that, but made no show or sign of it on his face. He just continued to keep the same steady gaze on his partner, his thumb caressing his cheek while Jackson's hair continued to provide a welcome feel of his fingers running through his locks.
They hadn't been physically intimate for some time and while Bellamy craved it -- as he would always crave touching his partner, making love to him -- he knew that now was not the time. They hadn't quite reached there yet. So whatever few stolen exchanges of physical contact they could engage in, he would bask in them. "That's good you slept well," he said, feeling the need to break the silence with that acknowledgement.
"Your just going to work a half day?" He questioned, wanting to tell him not to do that for him. Not to do something he didn't want to do, or rather, deprive himself of what he did want to do. "How are you feeling?" He asked, another important question. Bellamy heavily exhaled, lowering his hand from Jackson's cheek as he sat up a little. "I slept alright." A bit of a low, but not a complete one. Alright was ambiguous enough that he could get away with it. "What time are you going in?" He asked, finding it easier to focus on that subject that anything else that threatened to have them pick up the conversation where they had left off last night.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 11, 2016 3:07:57 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy could feel and hear her enjoyment, the way she reacted to his touch. And he loved it. He loved inspiring that from her. After his touch had destroyed so many lives, to see it give such pleasure to someone . . . well, it made it such an incredible sight to behold. Made even more powerful because of his love for her. Once her underwar was off, he lowered his hand to bend her knes so that he could fully remove it and toss it to the ground.
He opened her legs, spreading them a little more, before placing light kisses along her inner thigh, inching his way closer to her heated core. He blew over it for a few moments, hoping it would add a bit of a new sensation. Or well, not entireyl new he supposed. Considering this was not the first time they had done this. With that, he finally brought his lips to her, parting them to accommodate her.
He slipped his tongue between the folds of her skin, his hand gripping her upper leg, though not tightly. He moaned amidst his actions, sending a vibration through her as he took in her familiar taste. Something he had missed so much and wanted to drink his fill of now. Using all parts of his mouth, tongue and teeth, to tease and caress her. He planned not to bring her over the edge once, but as many times as he could, fully capable of setting his own needs aside to tend to her own. Besides, she had said that this was what had wanted and he wanted it too.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 11, 2016 2:28:12 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy broke the contact of his lips on her so that his shirt would be lifted off, now able to feel her bare upper body against his own unclad one. He wrapped his arms around her smaller frame, guiding them over to the bed and moved where she directed him, sitting on the edge of it while she climbed on top, pressing against his sensitive region. Her rocking over him didn't help. His hand went to the back of her head, his fingers tangling into her hair, knowing how meticulous she was with it, but often enjoyed teasing her by purposely disheveling it. Though right now, that was not his intention. He was overcome with need, passion, and the deprivation of not seeing her, touching her, or being with her in all physical ways for so long.
He depeened the embrace, slipping his tongue between her lips, drinking in the familiar and highly missed taste that was Roma. His favorite flavor. Unable to take the aching anymore, he swiftly turned them, flipping her so that she was on her back and he was on top of her. But he didn't remain aligned over her for long. His lips started to move down her body, kissing along the front of her neck, her chest, her stomach, his scruff moving along her body. He opened her pants and pulled them down, moving them as far down as her knees and hoping she would kick off the rest. "Is this what you wanted?" He asked her teasingly, before his teeth latched onto the strap of her underwear, starting to pull it down with his mouth.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 11, 2016 1:53:56 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy wasn't entirely sure if he had slept. The nightmares had always been easier to bear ever since he and Jackson formed this relationship. But tonight, it wasn't the misdeeds or horrific past actions that made him restless or unable to find sleep. It was the toll his relationship had taken recently. The argument. The tears. Everything. His body was tired but he could not rest his mind. He must have slept though, at least a little for he was slowly lulled out of it when he felt the calming sensation of Jackson's hands running through his hair. He just basked in it for a few moments, taking a slow breath. Not wanting to open his eyes, almost afraid that they would be thrust back into reality. Into the strain of last night. But eventually, he had to.
He slowly opened them to look at Jackson. Seeing hi first thing in the morning had always been the best way to wake up. It was no exception today, but . . . things were inevitably, different since last night. Hopefully, it would fade with time. That was what Bellamy had to believe. "Morning," he responded, keeping his eyes on Jackson's. Bellamy's head felt heavy from the breakdown of last night, as if it was being held down by anchors. He moved his hand, raising it to Jackson's cheek as he caressed it with the back of his fingers. In part to check his fever and make sure it hadn't sporadically arose. In other . . . to further the physical contact with him. "Sleep ok?" He questioned, wanting to know if Jackson got enough rest, if he was feeling alright . . . especially considering the conversation they had when he wasn't even fully recovered.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 11, 2016 1:44:00 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy chuckled when Jackson teased him about foreplay. "Maybe not," he teased. "Maybe this is part of it." Once Jackson's pants were open, Bellamy pulled them down and off of him -- quickly removing his shoes first so that he could swiftly take off the pants, setting them to the side. His hands went to Jackson's knees, parting them as he kept his underwear on, leaning forward to kiss along his inner thigh, over the areas of exposed skin. One hand grazed up his leg, gliding over it in an up and down motion, feeling the warmth of his skin.
Everything felt wonderful, thanks to not having any emotional baggage this time. Nor fearing what the aftermath would be where they had to part ways. There was no need to concern themselves with that anymore. Bellamy's hands went to the rim of Jackson's underwear, hooking a finger inside of it as if to tease him. "Tell me, how do you feel right now?" Bellamy asked, his voice holding a rare seductive tone, one that he seldom used . . . if ever.
But his emotions were so uplifted that he could easily engage in such flirtation and further seducing of the beautiful man he lowered in front of. "Describe it to me. Your emotions. What you're feeling right now, in this moment." His finger unhooked itself as he moved his head in its place, latching onto the rim of his under layer before snaking his tongue underneath it to further tease him with what was yet to come. But they didn't need to rush. They could take their time. And that was exactly what Bellamy was doing to further build it up. To use the time to in working to convince Jackson to take the chip.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 11, 2016 1:31:59 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy smiled at her teasing words, questioning as to whether that was how he wanted her to use her mouth. "Good point," he playfully retorted. Each of her touches and enticing words thickened her arousal and his need for her. The length of time apart having taken its toll. He missed her. So damn much and now he wanted to make up for lost time. He could spend the next two days with her if he was able. She pulled from the kiss, saying that she wanted to feel this -- referring to his facial hair -- on her, between her legs, as e pushed her to her orgasm.
He smiled at the thought, leaning forward to passionately kiss her as if non verbally agreeing to her request. Or demand. Easing out of it, he kissing along her cheek, gently rubbing the prickly hair against her soft skin. "Good. Because I want to taste you," he told her, his words truthful. "And feel you come," he added on, as he started moving them toward the bed, his hand going to the bottom of her shirt to start lifting it off her body to reveal her.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 10, 2016 21:57:43 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy's smile grew upon hearing Jackson's admittance of having felt it. How he had always felt it since they met. That was something certainly mutually shared. As far as Bellamy remembered. All this surely had to be coming from somewhere. Perhaps the lacking memories was where there was pain in their inability to actually be together. Because he couldn't think of a reason why they shouldn't be right now. Together. In every sense of the word. He didn't need to say anything else for Jackson closed the distance between them in a passionate kiss. Bellamy immediately responded, parting his lips, slipping his own tongue between Jackson's to drink in his taste. It felt amazing.
He didn't have any concerns, worries, or fears right now; he could just be with Jackson. Void of the more hindering emotions. Embracing Jackson fully. Bellamy moaned through the kiss, a clear sign of his utmost enjoyment as his hand on his cock slipped away, his grip in his hair still there, running over the back of his head, through his short, but soft hair. He added on that it was from the moment he first saw him which seemed to keep a permanent smile on his face. "Me too," he agreed, getting out the words in between each kiss for he didn't want to keep his lips from his skin for long.
"I thought about you so much." He started to move them, walking forward and gently urging Jackson back toward the bed. "And wanted you so much," he reiterated, though phrasing it different. He stopped moving when the back of Jackson's legs touched the bed, and after one, deep, fervent kiss, Bellamy pushed him back on the bed, not overly hard but enough so that his upper body fell onto it and his legs hanging off of it. He smiled, looking down at the beautiful man. "We don't have to fight it anymore," he said, this time no longer a question, but a statement. Bellamy then positioned himself onto his knees, his hands going to Jackson's pants to unfasten them.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Sept 10, 2016 21:24:55 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Once his shoes were off, he removed his shirt and pants, joining Jackson's state of being clad only in his boxers. He didn't feel like showering right now or prolonging the need to lie down. Plus, with everything that had happened between them, the distance at this moment wouldn't be helpful. He got under the covers, lifting them up a little over him. Getting into a comfortable position, Bellamy felt Jackson's chest curl up against Bellamy's back, causing the younger male to shift a bit closer to him in return. He accommodated his arm wrapped around him, basking in the warmth that Jackson's entire body provided him with. It felt good. Of course it did, it never failed to. Even if they were fighting and arguing . . . it in no way ever diminished the love that Bellamy had for Jackson.
He closed his eyes, the light touch of his partner's lips on his shoulder followed by the words that threatened to bring more tears to Bellamy's eyes. It warmed his heart and made it ache at the same time. "I love you too," he breathed. His hand went to curl around Jackson's arm wrapped around Bellamy's front, as the guadsman titled his head down to kiss Jackson's arm, leaving his lips there in a lingering embrace. While he basked in the sensation of Jackson's touch, the comfort that it always gave him, feeding into the need Bellamy felt for his partner . . . he feared when it would end. He feared when they would have to part ways in morning and this feeling of whatever security they could find where Bellamy knew Jackson was safe and well, was gone.
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