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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 25, 2016 19:47:08 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT She wanted to speak to him, and Bellamy would have assumed it to be about their mission . . . until she added the next part. Reasons, as to why she betrayed him. He clenched his jaw, trying to fight back the emotion that it brought up. Seeing her was difficult enough. Speaking to her about it . . . threatened to unleash all those pent up emotions he had shunned away so that he could function. Just as he had done after committing genocide at Mount Weather: he needed to put his personal feelings aside . . . for the betterment of his people. He wasn't even sure he cared about the reasons she did it. Though, he knew that it was hypocritical of him. For he too had betrayed people who entrusted him. Those in Mount Weather who trusted him. He had killed them all, for the sake of his people.
He imagined Echo's actions were similar to that . . . though he supposed there was one significant difference. It wasn't a matter of life or death for her and her people. It was an act of war. An attack. His mind worked quickly, trying to respond in some way; trying to maintain some semblance of composure when the woman before him threatened to undo everything he had tried to keep hidden. He had let himself be emotionally vulnerable with her; and he paid the price for it. They all did. "Does it matter?" He asked bitterly, his question rhetorically blunt. "Whatever you have to say, say it now. Because I'm not going to drag the others into it." A revelation, that he wasn't going to tell Jackson or Wick about what she had done. That he wans't going to bring this up again during their mission. Not in effort to protect her, but because he wasn't going to air any misdeeds. No good would come of it. And if they were going to be successful in a faction together . . . then perhaps it was just better to have this conversation now, rather than later.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 25, 2016 19:38:56 GMT
 Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy smiled despite where his mouth was focused right now. He continued to glide his tongue along Jackson's skin, enjoying cleaning him up almost as much as dirtying him. "I liked it too," he admitted in a low voice. The sight of his release pouring over Jackson's face, was not one he was going to soon forget. He licked along his chin, before sucking it between his mouth, his teeth lightly grazing along it, clearly having his fun with the process. His words caused a wave of emotion to course through him. I'm yours. Bellamy knew that there wasn't much in this world that he could call his. Most all of it, he had lost. But Jackson . . . was all he had, and all he felt he needed to survive. He helped add light to a world of darkness.
In the absence of his sister, Bellamy didn't know what he would have done. What he did know, was that the man he loved had brought him back to life, and made him feel alive. There were no words that could adequately express how much he valued him, cared for him, or loved him. The sentiment was almost enough to make his eyes sting with tears, but fortunately, he didn't need to break the moment with his own over emotional state. "And I'm yours," he responded, thick with sincerity, as he placed a soft kiss on Jackson's lips, letting it linger for a moment before drawing back. His partner's hands running over his thighs left a warmth in their path.
A burning one, that made him fully realize just how much he'd missed Jackson's strong touch while having him cuffed. "We should have," he completely agreed. Sucking the skin of his cheek between his lips, he lapped his tongue over it a few more times, before speaking again. "But better late than never," he teased. One hand slipped between Jackson's legs, angling themselves under as he began to massage the sac of skin. "Though we should probably make up for lost time." The thought a thrilling one. "And you need to do a better job of it," he playfully stated, referring to Jackson marking him as he had . . . but of course knowing the difficulty considering his partner's very limited mobility at the time.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 25, 2016 19:23:14 GMT
 Tag: @severitysoftly forgiveness IS HARD FOR US Bellamy gave a slow couple of nods as Jackson assured that all was well. For now anyway. Yet, it was better than nothing. Better than what could happen. Jackson's next question caused Bellamy to clench his jaw. No one had asked about his wounds. And he was ashamed of them. Each one marking his failures; impossible to hide scars so that everyone would know his misdeeds. A mask of wounds to showcase what a monster he was. What a monster his sister perceived him as.
"No," he said in a quiet voice, low, barely audible though perhaps heard due to their close proximity. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of something at Jackson's concern. Even if it was coming from more of a doctor's standpoint than a friend. But then again . . . Bellamy saw him as one. A close friend. And such companionships were scarce these days. Particularly for him. Perhaps the luxury of friends was undeserved, but he was human after all.
"You?" He questioned, unsure what injuries Jackson had sustained; even less certain if they had been treated. "I always hear that doctors make the worst patients," he said in an attempt to tease, though his tone lacked the full joviality of playfulness. Still, it was a way to bring up his concern for Jackson. His worry for all his friend had been through, and how little of it Bellamy had witnessed. Which only left his further in the dark.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 25, 2016 19:15:47 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT When she moved over to make space for him, Bellamy kicked off his shoes and lay down next to her, moving one arm so that it was wrapped around her. She said she was feeling fine, but there seemed to be more to her words. Which left Bellamy silent, not wanting to interrupt her. Instead he just listened, and the next words she said caused him to freeze. "I'm...pregnant." Pregnant. His body felt numb for a moment, but only briefly before he felt an array of emotions flood over his heart. His figure unmoved, but instead, so many things stirred within him. A child. They were going to have a child. How many children had he killed. How many fathers. Mothers -- including his own. What right did he have to be a father? And yet, it was the most wonderful gift; the most wonderful blessing in all this world.
He didn't deserve it, but knowing that they had formed a life from the loved they shared . . . was a beautiful thing. However, he didn't have time to react to that until her next words came. Ones that prompted a bit more of a reaction, no longer able to just idly lie here. He sat up, turning his head to look at her. "What are you talking about?" He questioned. He hadn't even processed the first revelation, only for her to vocalize another. One that involved a fate for their child that Bellamy could not support. Especially after all his mother had risked and sacrificed to keep Octavia.
"Why would you want this to go away" He further question. The thought of losing a child was bad enough; the thought of doing it themselves . . . unbearable. "This isn't the Ark," he added on. This wasn't a world where such drastic laws had to be enforced to save their families. The ground was far from ideal, but it was a start to something that maybe could be better. This was their chance, to bring something pure and innocent into this world. A piece of heaven in what was otherwise their hell. How could she want to get rid of that? No. Bellamy couldn't allow it. He refused to.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 25, 2016 18:09:33 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy knew that the brief pain was a good thing. The tightened knots in his back were slowly loosening and eventually disappearing with the pressure applied to it. The signs of tension felt in Jackson's back. Bellamy''s smile remained as Jackson spoke. "Let's just focus on you right now." It was so much easier for Bellamy to do that. They could worry about him later, and well, Bellamy couldn't deny how good it felt for someone to be worried about him. Though those feelings of not deserving it would forever remain, he guiltily took in the selfishness of being cared for, wanted, desired . . . loved by another.
Bellamy's smile softened, pausing for only a brief second when Jackson thanked him as the younger male's eyes rested on his partner's face. "You don't ever have to thank me for this," he assured him. "But you're welcome." His voice was sincere, soft, genuine in its meaning. The smile turned into a bit of a smirk at Jackson's next request as his hands continued to work his shoulders. With his eyes on Jackson, the reminder of his release, of him marking Jackson in this way . . . well, it looked damn good. He looked pretty damn good.
"I like seeing you this way," Bellamy said with a lowered head, his lips against Jackson's ear. "Seeing you marked like that," he further teased, lightly nipping his earlobe for a moment. He knew he could get a cloth and wipe him, but he was also too comfortable to move. So instead, he used a more natural method of cleaning, as his tongue glided along Jackson's cheek, taking in the taste of his skin Bellamy's come, as he proceeded to suck and lick parts of his stained face, clean, and enjoying taking his time with it.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 25, 2016 17:56:54 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT If they were settling here for a little while, then Bellamy felt the need to survey the area. He didn't want to take any chances, nor did he trust Echo or Roan enough to do it. While it wasn't a doubt of their skills, it was a severe lack of trust he felt toward them. They may be on this mission together, but their past actions weren't entirely forgotten on the leader's mind. So he instructed everyone to just stay here, while he went to look around. It wasn't long until he heard hurried footsteps, not even needing to turn around to know who it was.
Only one person would follow him with that much haste. Bellamy kept his gaze forward, even while Wick talked . . . and talked, and talked some more. Which, was something Bellamy was quite used to. He glanced behind him, making sure Jackson was alright before turning his head forward again. Bellamy was quite relieved to have his two friends with him, though felt intensely protective over them in the presence of two warrior grounders. One that Bellamy had seen what they were capable of.
Moments of silence indicated that Wick had asked him a question, as Bellamy had tuned out basically everything he said. Something about a moustache, but that was all he got. He turned his head, briefly glancing at his friend before turning his gaze to the path ahead. "Eyes sharp Wick," he told him, completely dismissing the question. "There could be pauna out here." Based on his previous patrols, he knew it wasn't unlikely that the gorilla akin to king kong could be out here. They would hopefully hear the thing before seeing it.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 25, 2016 17:47:30 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly forgiveness IS HARD FOR US They were setting up camp for the night. It had been a long little while that they had been traveling and tonight, they needed to take a break from driving, and walking -- as they had to park the rover at times when the area was more heavily wooded. They needed a proper night's rest and Bellamy was ensure that those in Alpha faction received it. They had set up a small fire, Bellamy offering to take the first watch. Sleep was difficult for him to find, so at least he could find a productive way to spend his restless hours.
Just because they weren't at war with the grounders, didn't mean that there weren't other threats lurking about. Wildlife, still pissed of grounders, and a whole array of things that dwelled in the woods. They had managed to catch some food, and even had a good meal. With the others resting, Bellamy made his way a small distance from their camp. Their rover had been parked elsewhere as they couldn't get it into the small clearing they found. He kept his group within sight, just in case.
Fortunately, no one had tried to kill anyone yet, and Bellamy hoped that remained. Looking off into the distance, deep in his own thoughts, a small rustle caused him to abruptly turn his head, seeing Jackson approach. "Everyone settled ok?" He asked, hoping all was well as he looked at his friend with soft concern. He knew that Jackson had been through a lot after the destruction of ALIE. Unfortunately, time had not permitted him to check in on his friend to see how he was coping. Perhaps now he would have that opportunity.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 23:18:19 GMT
Tag: @jaga whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy wasn't sure whether it was rationality or something else that had suddenly made enough sense strike in him to abruptly pull his lips from hers and take a step back, releasing his hold against her. He slightly shook his head, having no idea where that came from . . . and lacking the mental capability trying to figure it out. He fully expected her to hit him again. To beat the shit out of him if she could. Instead, she said something else in Trigedasleng that he of course didn't understand. "Stop saying things I don't understand!" He snapped, vocalizing his thoughts with clear irritation.
She was probably just cursing him again, cursing at him. But then . . . her next words were in English. And they were hardly ones that indicated she was going to try to kill him. Before he had time to react or question it, she pulled him toward him for another kiss, a harder one with a firm grip in his hair. It hurt, but in a good way. A way that longed for the pain to intensify the pleasure.
He pushed her up against the wall again, this time, not pinning her hands against for he wanted to put them to better use. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth, battling for dominance as everything just poured out in the embrace and actions. The intensity, the tension between them . . . for now, he finally had an outlet to express it. That, mixed with his hazy mind, well it wasn't the best combination. He bit her bottom lip, sucking on it as his hands were already moving to pull up her shirt, ready to tear it apart if it didn't come off with ease.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 23:08:49 GMT
Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT The smirk remained on Bellamy's expression as Jasper jokingly questioned whether he'd be in someone else's tent before; and that he had. Be knew that that wasn't what Bellamy had meant, but the older male wasn't entirely without a sense of humor. Jasper later clarified, saying that he hadn't done much. Bellamy wasn't entirely certain how far Jasper wanted to go, the words of no expectations and such not far from his mind. Bellamy of course didn't meticulously plan out such relations with others. He just kept in mind not to move too fast, or too intensely. To move at a pace that Jasper was comfortable with, even if the younger male didn't set it himself.
Bellamy closed his eyes, Jasper's lips brushing against his, his hands on his shoulders. Bellamy gave Jasper a moment to adjust to the sensation, before he pressed his lips a little more against Jasper's, slowly deepening the kiss as a hand went to wrap around Jasper's waist to move him closer. The kiss was slow, as if slowly testing the waters and allowing it to move a little more and more with Bellamy' in tune to Jasper's reaction and body language. The older male's hand slipped under Jasper's shirt, trailing up his bare back without removing the article of clothing in its entirety.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 17:25:05 GMT
Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy smirked once more as Jasper told him that he was moving too fast with the cuffs -- and that it wasn't something he wanted to recreate. That made perfect sense. He imagined ones arrest was not something anyone wanted to relive. The trauma of it would undoubtedly remain. Hell, Bellamy had a taste of it when they arrested Octavia. He couldn't do anything apart from just stare in shock . . . powerless to help. Realization of his failure. And his mother's arrest, was so much worse because she was floated right after. Pushing those thoughts out of his mind as they weren't exactly ones that were wanted at such a time . . . Jasper's words allowed for the distraction. The older male was rather accustomed to using his own tent -- the larger size and lack of roommate making it rather easy.
"Let's go then," Bellamy stated, picking up his plate and returning it to where the food was being distributed. Once their dishes were returned -- what limited ones they had -- Bellamy made his way to his tent, opening the flap for Jasper to enter before he did the same. He had previously said that they would move at Jasper's pace, and he meant those words. "Have you done this before?" Bellamy asked, taking a few steps toward Jasper. He knew that he'd said not to have any expectations, so that statement was telling. But now that they were in private, it was easier to have a more open conversation about it. Rather than Bellamy do something to make the younger male uncomfortable in the midst of their actions.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 4:32:45 GMT
Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy didn't miss the way Jasper's eyes moved over him, nor the smile his lips formed. It made it impossible not to give a bit of a smile back at his reaction, as Bellamy listened intently to his words. "Also means that there will be more to remember," he said in a low voice, clearly implying what they already seemed to know in terms of where this conversation was headed. He told him that he didn't have any expectations and Bellamy believed him.
Knowing, it was all he could do. He had no idea what Jasper's history was when it came to physical intimacy, but his next words were somewhat telling. He may still be a virgin, he may not be. The most important thing was that he was comfortable. "I don't have any expectations either," he assured him. Despite the . . . frequency and experience he had, Bellamy wasn't about to place any sort of expectations on Jasper. And he hoped the younger male knew that.
Or at least believed what Bellamy was telling him now. "At your own pace," he further assured him, knowing that sometimes maintaining a bit of that control, could help ease ones uncertainty. "I just don't have the handcuffs this time," he added on as joke, recalling that that was one of the things Jasper had commented on when he was getting arrested. Even though Bellamy had 'borrowed' a guards uniform, it wasn't fully equipped with what a guardsman carried; cuffs were among the lacking items. His comment was also an attempt to help lighten the mood a little, not wanting Jasper to feel any pressure in terms of what they could -- and perhaps would -- do.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 3:52:33 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy gave a slight chuckle in response to Emerson's teasing remark, claiming that Bellamy would get bored otherwise. It was most likely true. He valued Emerson not only as a fellow guardsman, but also as a friend. The latter a far more important role in Bellamy's life. "I'll see what I can do to make sure you're on it as well," he stated. Even with Emerson's high ranking position among the guard in Mount Weather, it never hurt to do what he could to help make it happen. "Better that you go when I'm there," he further teased, keeping the conversation light.
He knew that it was really the only chance others had to go out of this facility. Bellamy was lucky in that sense, that he was immune to the radiation. But he wanted that same thing for the others; that same freedom of being able to step out whenever they pleased. Luxuries light fresh air and the sun on their faces was something that could so easily be taken for granted. And Bellamy always had to remind himself not to.
"Someone's gotta keep an eye on you." With his teasing words, he leaned toward his friend with a bit of a playful nudge. "You're family would never forgive me if I let something happen to you," he joked . . . though his words held the utmost truth. Though the comment was said in a light hearted manner, he knew just how much Emerson's family meant to him, and vice versa. It was why whenever he went out on such missions, Bellamy did everything within his power to make sure the guard returned to their families. Maybe Bellamy would have that too one day but for now . . . his priority was protecting his people.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 3:46:11 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT The camp was busy with setting up defenses, trying to establish some form of organization. Things were coming together. Bellamy knew that this wouldn't last. His first goal had been to sever ties with the ark, which seemed to work when it came to the bracelets. But, if they found another way to make contact . . . if the Ark came down here, then Bellamy was a dead man. He knew he couldn't stay and that mentality kept him convinced that this was all short time. But, no one else knew that. So for the time being, he would remain in his position. One of some sort of leadership.
He already had his seconds, consisting of Murphy, Atom and Miller. All of them were incredibly different; all of them loyal -- especially after his display with Atom: stringing him to a tree to remain like that as a lesson of disobedience. He was also attempting to train them with the weapons they had. Make shift axes and blades. Which was what he needed to work on today.
He had the cloth to bind them and the metal shards that would serve as well formed daggers and knives. He just had to put them all together. Carrying the bundle of supplies in a back, he glanced over and noticed Charlotte sitting there. He couldn't help but feel particularly protective of her. She was young; younger than most others here. And she reminded him of Octavia in so many ways. Making his way to her, he offered a bit of a smile. "Could use your help, if you're not too busy," he teased, knowing that she wasn't, but couldn't resist the playful tease towards her.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 3:39:30 GMT
Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT Because he was him. Bellamy wasn't sure what Jasper meant by that, but knew it was a compliment either way. An undeserving one, but Bellamy wasn't about to express his own deep insecurities with the younger male. It was bad enough he had dumped them onto Clarke. He then added he struck out a lot. It didn't seem to discourage him, which was always a good thing. Besides, Bellamy hadn't exactly been paying attention to Jasper's flirting tendencies on the ground. He didn't care about that. "Doesn't seem to have stopped you," he said, knowing the words were a bit of an assumption. There wasn't a huge tone of defeat in his voice so was going based on that more than anything else.
"Which is good," Bellamy added on, his own words meant to be a compliment. Jasper's next statement had Bellamy continuing to look at the former delinquent, speaking of how circumstances were different now . . . clear suggestiveness in his voice. Bellamy wasn't fazed by it, nor turned off. The ground offered some freedom, and that included the freedom to be with whoever you wanted to be with. No strings attached. Well, as far as Bellamy went. "And you wanna explore what could happen now that that's the case?" He both asked and stated; an invitation. A mutual interest. "At least this time, you'll have memory of the conversation," he further teased, knowing things were completely different this time around.
He took the last small bite of his food, setting his plate to the side for a moment. "I'm not in this for the long run." It was often something he felt the need to clarify whenever engaging in sexual relations with another. He knew that it was in some people's nature to become attached. Bellamy couldn't afford that and tried to avoid being with people who felt that way. He wasn't trying to hurt anyone. "So you tell me if you're fine with that." And Bellamy wasn't one to waste time with being overly flirtatious. For him, much of it was reserved for when he was alone with the person; when he felt he could lower his guard enough to engage in the light hearted exchange of flirtations.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 2:48:03 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT There was some balance on faction Alpha. Jackson and Wick were two individuals that Bellamy trusted emphatically. He wasn't sure if the feeling was mutual after everything he'd done . . . but he trusted them. They were exceptionally skilled in their fields and he was relieved to have them with him. The same could not be said for the other two -- Roan and Echo. Particularly the latter. Echo had directly betrayed him, resulting in the death of Gena and so many more of their people. He had trusted her, just like he had in Mount Weather. Her recent manipulation was far worse than her abandonment in the mountain. He wanted to believe that she would do something to help them, but she hadn't. Grounders priorities would always be their own. Which was why he didn't trust them.
The fact that they had agreed to this mission was enough to leave him wary of their presence. Just because Roan agreed to help them destroy ALIE, didn't mean he could suddenly be trusted now. The only positive way Bellamy could look at this, was that if they were with him, they were not a threat to the others. And he would damn well make sure they didn't lay a hand on Wick or Jackson. Bellamy was just stepping out to meet his group so that they could set off. The others were ready, he just had a final meeting with Kane. Once he walked outside, he noticed Echo approaching him. He wasn't sure he could forgive her . . . but he was willing to put his feelings aside, for the greater good. "Ready?" He asked, his tone and demeanour entirely stoic.
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