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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 2:36:50 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Logic was one thing, adhering to it was an entirely different matter. But something told him that Nina took in his words; really took them in. The thought of permanent damage wasn't appealing to anyone. Bellamy knew just how difficult it was to accept an injury, but the fact that straining it may result in the wound never healing . . . well, it was a frightening enough thought to force compliance. "That almost sounds like a compliment," he said a bit teasingly in reference to her remark about how his logic was annoying.
He knew they hadn't been on the best of terms ever since the morning after their . . . well, whatever one would call it. Their very heated reunion perhaps. But Bellamy hated being at odds at her; and hated himself even more for burdening her with his presence. Yet, the desire was slowly outweighing the rationality of that. "No where in particular. Was just checking on those in medical," he revealed. "Have you eaten?" Another necessity that sometimes people tended to neglect, and he wanted to make sure she was taking care of herself . . . even though he knew it wasn't his place to do that. The offer was there in his words, should she wish to take him up on them.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 2:27:55 GMT
 Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy looked over at Jasper as he expressed what seemed to be confusion. Perhaps a bit of surprise. Bellamy didn't find himself to be any sort catch that could leave another surprise at such an admittance. But he didn't respond with the same shock. Instead, he remained nonchalant about the entire thing. "Why are you so surprised by that?" He wondered, curious to know what was going on through Jasper's head. His relations on the Ark had always been surface level. Nothing overly deep or emotional and when they seemed to be heading that way . . . he'd had to back off. Jackson and Roma were perhaps the ones he had come closest to ever wanting more with. Then again, it was never lack of want that stopped Bellamy . . . but rather, lack of ability.
His responsibility to his family was first and foremost, and allowing himself any luxuries that a relationship could bring, was entirely out of the question. The ground held the same limitations, though for very different reasons. Right now however, he wasn't talking about long term, deep relationships. Just about how meeting Jasper under different circumstances where he wasn't arresting him and Jasper wasn't high . . . well, it wasn't impossible for one thing to lead to another. Not with that deep need for companionship that Bellamy often led, regardless of how brief. For any time he was with someone, he could pretend.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 24, 2016 2:21:16 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Fortunately, Bellamy didn't have to wait long until Nina pulled back the blanket to look at him. She reached up to greet him in a kiss, an embrace that Bellamy immediately responded to with a light kiss. When she pulled back, he offered a small smile. "That's more like it," he said a bit teasingly, though meant it. Leaned forward to kiss the corner of her lips before drawing back just enough to look at her as she asked how patrol was. "Uneventful." Which was always a good thing. It was a smooth patrol. No threats. No dangers.
Just there and back, luckily enough since . . . luck seldom ever seemed to be on their side. "How was everything here?" He asked. Her condition either hadn't changed, or something had. Whatever the cause, there was clearly something bothering Nina if she was in her room, under hear covers. And who knows how long she had been here like this for. He reached a hand to a strand lock of hair on her cheek, tucking it behind her ear. "How are you feeling?" He further inquired softly, an underlying tone of concern in his voice. Her well being was obviously incredibly important to him, and wanted to see if she was feeling any better or if either doctor had given her medicine to help.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 23, 2016 21:53:06 GMT
Tag: N/A whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy couldn't deny that a part of him was still surprised that he was granted this role. He seldom saw himself as a leader. He was one who supported those he believed in . . . which had caused trouble. To say the very least. But now, he was entrusted with a task. Not only to be one in the search for hope, but to lead a small faction. He did not take the position lightly, but nor did he feel he deserved anyone's trust after what happened. But he would do this, for the others. It wasn't about him, it seldom ever was. He was whatever his people needed him to be and right now . . . they needed someone to head Faction Alpha in what would be the search for hope. The search to solidify a future for not only Akers, but everyone here on this Earth. He was appointed his team, wordlessly accepting it.
Jackson would be their medic. For this, Bellamy was grateful. He had met the doctor on the Ark and the two had gotten along quite well right from the beginning. Though quite well may be an understatement. Jackson had been there for Bellamy as a friend and even partner during some of the most difficult times in his life. When he lost his mother and Octavia was arrested, after Mount Weather . . . and so forth. He had been one of the many who was chipped, and he knew it weighed heavily on the male. Bellamy could see it. But having him in his faction, was a relief. Bellamy trusted him, and knew that he was exceptionally skilled in his field. He was more than just a doctor to Bellamy though, he was a friend . . . yet was all too aware that he may have severed his ties to him as well, due to his past actions.
Kyle Wick was another that Bellamy felt relieved to have with him. He was a man who had saved his life when Bellamy was a young boy, almost caught stealing for his family. Kyle had helped distract the guard; he'd literally saved his life and in turn, his mother and Octavia's. Kyle as Bellamy's first friend on the ark, as he tended to deprive himself of such luxuries, weighted by the guilt that consumed himn over the knowledge that Octavia could not have friends. Apart from one drunken night, Bellamy and Kyle had never had any tension among them. He knew his friend suffered from Raven's rejection, though seemed to find happiness in the company of another. For that, Bellamy was quite relieved. His friend deserved happiness, or whatever form of it could be found in this world. He was a good friend, and always had been to Bellamy. His intellect would be an asset to their team, and the leader found himself grateful that Kyle was here with him.
The other two, elicited mixed feelings in the leader of Alpha faction. Echo for one, had betrayed him. Her actions resulting in the death of Gena and countless other Arkers. He had trusted her, and she'd betrayed that for the sake of her queen. It had hurt. And it had been the last straw. Constantly realizing what happened when he trusted Grounders. Echo had the power to change Pike's mind about them . . . but she had proven to be just like the others. Honor was nothing. He hated that he was so hurt by what she had done, having believed that they shared a mutual respect for each other, saving one another's lives in Mount Weather. But how wrong he had been. He didn't trust her. And was hardly thrilled that she was in this group. But for the sake of the greater cause, he had to put his personal feelings aside. Just like he always did.
Like Echo, Bellamy was also wary of Roan. While the man had 'helped' them in an attempt to stop Ontari from what she was doing and thus, destroy ALIE . . . Bellamy was far from trusting toward the Grounder. He had after all kidnapped Clarke, stabbed him in the leg, and done who knows what else in his time. Shooting him hadn't been anything about revenge, and Bellamy didn't need to exact any on the King of Azgeda. But he was still a Grounder. Still one that Bellamy could not entirely trust. With both him and Echo in the same group, Bellamy wasn't about to dismiss what this could mean. The Grounder may have skill as a fighter, but that hardly put the leader at ease over the fact that he was with them. Bellamy supposed that he could also look at it the other way around. With Eccho and Roan with him, it meant that they weren't a threat to any one else.
There was no doubt in Bellamy's mind when it came to the skills that each member in the team had. What it came down to, was trust. And there was a divide in that. Still. Bellamy knew despite what happened, he would give his life for any of them. He would do whatever it took to protect them, because so long as their intentions lay to protecting everyone . . . then it was a strong commonality they all shared. He only hoped no one would betray that; and everyone would realize all that was at stake. Taking a deep breath, Bellamy grabbed his pack, equipped with what he needed. He needed to steel himself; be the leader that he was expected to be. The others were relying on him, and he couldn't let them down. Never again.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 23, 2016 21:36:18 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy knew that Nina hadn't been feeling well. He had his own suspicions as to what it could be with the frequency and symptoms she was displaying. Of course, some of them were vastly different than the last scenario that sparked familiarity. For instance, she had moments where she was quite willing to . . . well, engage in physical relations. Bellamy certainly had no complaints. He wasn't one to turn away sex, especially from his girlfriend. But . . . there was something different about it. Something along with her frequent sickness and sometimes fatigue. He remembered when his mom was sick like that. She had explained it to him, but he was far past that young, naive boy. He had a better understanding of things, and while he had never voiced it . . . he had urged her to go to the doctor's to get checked out.
Even offering to go with her. But their schedules didn't always make it easy to find time during the day. Whether she went or not, he hadn't any idea. What he did know was that he had just gotten back from a quick patrol. Arkadia was still healing in the aftermath of recent actions -- hell, they were always in need of recovery. Bellamy felt more out of place than ever considering, but the one constant he had, was Nina. Which was why as soon as he came back, returned the weapons to the armory and debriefed the Chancellor, he made his way to Nina's room. It would be his first stop. He casually entered, knowing they were far along in their relationship to do that. What he hadn't expected, was to see her in the current position she was in.
A slight smile crept onto his lips. Something was wrong. That much, he knew. Maybe she was still sick. It wasn't a virus or stomach bug at this point; surely it wouldn't take this long to get out of her system. He closed the door behind him, moving to sit on the edge of the bed on the side she was lying on. He didn't say anything at first. He just turned his body a little, facing what would be her upper body and head if she hadn't concealed herself. He casually put one hand on her shoulder, blanketed by the covering. "You gonna come out of your cocoon anytime soon?" He asked her teasingly. He leaned forward toward her, his head near hers even if he couldn't see her and vice versa. "Please?" He further asked, placing a kiss over the blanket, as if to further encourage her to at least poke her head out so he could see her.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 23, 2016 21:21:18 GMT
  Tag: @harpermcintyre whatever THE HELL WE WANT The way she said his name was glorious. The underlying tone of a plea, the sensual way it escaped her lips. It further encouraged him -- not that he really needed any more encouragement in this moment. She felt too good, tasted too good for him to have any intention of stopping. He groaned with pleasure, sending a vibration through her as his tongue delved deeper, his lips sucking more of her heated core to offer as much as he could to her. His intention wasn't to just make her reach that peak once . . . he wanted to push her more than that. He wanted to make her so damn mindless with pleasure that by the time he sunk into her, there wouldn't be any need for her to take extra time to adjust to him. While she said that this wasn't her first time, Bellamy still wanted her to be overcome with the euphoric bliss that an orgasm could provide. He wanted to pleasure her, knowing this was not only about deriving his own.
One hand on her waist trailed upward, spanning over her bare stomach, caressing over her skin to touch whatever he could reach from this angle. Her fingers in his hair was always some he relished in; the sensation of his partner's fingers running through them offered a certain comfort, and in this case, drive to continue. He released her only for a brief moment. "You feel so good," he breathed against her, wanting to encourage her to fall over that edge he was leading her up to. With that determination in mind, he delved back in, sinking his tongue deeper into her, groaning again as his chest heaved from the intensity and vigor of his actions.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 23, 2016 21:05:37 GMT
Tag: @harpermcintyre whatever THE HELL WE WANT She was fine. That was always the basic response . . . and he too was guilty of it. To say that he was fine when he wasn't. None of them were fine, but nor was he going to press it. It would only make him a hypocrite, as he expected others to accept his own dismissive response to the inquiry. Her next question could be more easily answered. "I'm actually here for you," he told her with a slight smile, though it was lacking the joviality a smile should carry, weighted by the aftermath of what they had all endured. Everyone suffering in their own way.
"You're being discharged tonight," he explained, unsure if she had been told and if she had, then it was a lead up to what he was going to say next. "Thought I'd show you to your room." He'd helped situate everyone and wanted to personally made sure that Harper was seen to her room, and did whatever he could to help her settle. "Ready to get the hell out of here?" He further asked, knowing that medical wasn't exactly an uplifting place to be. And at the same time . . . at least no one was alone in here. Sometimes, the loneliness made everything more difficult to bare.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 23, 2016 20:31:00 GMT
Tag: @harpermcintyre whatever THE HELL WE WANT She seemed . . . startled. If that was even the right word for it. Something felt off. He knew that it could very well be due to what had happened; the leftover tension of everything. His departure from Arkadia to Polis had resulted in a hug from nearly everyone, but that did not mean all was mended. He was however relieved to hear that she had been cleared from medical. "I was just heading down this way and saw you leaving," he told her truthfully. He paused for a moment, unable to resist asking. "Are you ok?" A question that he had asked many. But it was already prompted by concern.
Granted, he had no idea if she would even talk to him if she wasn't fine . . . but he wanted the offer to be there. The vocalization of concern. Despite what the others may think, he still deeply cared about every single one of them. Especially the original 100 that were sent on the ground. It was why he was still here. Why he would rather face them than run away from them, no matter how intensely they couldn't look at him. "You seem . . . distracted." If that was even the right word for it. Startled. Distracted. He knew something was up and wished to extend an invitation to talk about it if she so desired.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 23, 2016 20:01:38 GMT
Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy couldn't deny that he'd been concerned Octavia would strike Jasper when he intervened. He felt like he didn't know his sister anymore. He didn't know what she had become . . . what the Grounders influence had truly done to her. She had never been violent, not until she became Indra's second. It scared him. And he knew now that in a way, he was scared of his own sister. He continued to listen to Jasper remind him that a lot of people lived because of him . . . but he could find no comfort in the words anymore. "It's not good enough." His actions never were. To save those he did, others had to die in their place. They were in a constant war, and there would always be causalities. He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling Jasper's hand on his forearm, the gesture prompting another tear to roll down his cheek.
The last person who'd offered him any form of physical comfort . . . was Pike. It left the male now conflicted, being forced to choose a side and neither one wanting him on it. Jasper of all people should hate him. But he was offering him comfort, and Bellamy just loathed himself more for it. He slowly opened his eyes, taking in the younger male's hand on him . . . selfishly taking in the feeling of touch that was not met with anger or hatred. "Thank you," Bellamy breathed, knowing that as much as he deserved the beating . . . he couldn't let Jasper's actions go unacknowledged. "For not giving up on me." Like the others who watched clearly had. He knew he deserved it but . . . the fact that there was still one person who could look at him, who could touch him, who could see the humanity in him . . . well, there was a deep appreciation for that, deep within Bellamy's broken heart.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 23, 2016 20:01:22 GMT
Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy noticed Jasper become slightly awkward in his reminder or revelation, depending how one looked at it. "Not used to people I'm arresting calling me stuff like that, that's for sure," Bellamy teased him. Bellamy recalled how much he hated arresting Jasper. The fact that he had been around Octavia's age, reinforced his fear that one day, Octavia might get arrested. Ironically, his worst fear and nightmare had come true not long after.
Pushing that to the back of his mind, he focused on the lighter part of it. The fact that he hadn't arrested Jasper who would later be floated. That he and Monty were still alive. "Relax," he assured him, a slight smile on his lips. "Under different circumstances, who knows what would have happened." Bellamy knew that his . . . physical relations was not something limited to the ground. He had frequented them just as much on the Ark. The only difference was that down here, he could actually spend the night with his partners, rather than rush home.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 23, 2016 20:01:08 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy couldn't resist a smile at Jackson's groans of enjoyment, this time for a very different reason. Bellamy's hands continued to work over the back of his shoulders, his upper arms, the nape of his neck, and slowly lowering down his back. "Good," he said in response to his partner's words. "Cause I don't pamper you enough," he teased, though the words weren't entirely without truth. He knew he wasn't an easy man to be with, but Jackson had taken a chance on him.
Bellamy felt he'd already betrayed that once with his recklessness . . . but he wouldn't do that again, as he had promised him. "Besides, feeling how tense you are, makes me realize I need to do a better job of helping you relax," he said with a continued teasing tone. He knew that Jackson's profession was stressful, so Bellamy wanted to do all he could to help him relax. To help him unwind and put him at ease.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 21, 2016 12:34:47 GMT
HEYY @jasper420 / @jaga ! Hopefully this is what you had in mind?? Let me know if not!! I'll make it as soon as I can =D!!
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 21, 2016 5:25:59 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Nina spoke of getting stir crazy after only two weeks . . .adding on that she didn't see herself actually staying off to the side. "Just because you're there, doesn't mean you should participate." He was trying to give her things to do, ways to occupy herself; not actually make her injury worse. "If you do anything to aggravate your shoulder, its just gonna get worse. Maybe have permanent damage." The short term gratification was not worth the long tern consequences.
Bellamy saw how much Raven struggled with her leg, and while she could walk . . . he knew her well enough to see the pain she was in. Despite her keeping a strong face. "So you can be and wait until you're recovered. Or just keep getting stir crazy with nothing else to do." He wasn't ordering her about of course, but he was just presenting the options. It wasn't worth helping her get in training if she was going to jeopardize her shoulder. He wasn't about to be that reckless with her.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 21, 2016 5:16:14 GMT
Tag: @jasper420 whatever THE HELL WE WANT There was evident confusion on Jasper's face, which continued to convince Bellamy that he had no recollection of what happened on the Ark. The incident, brought a bit of a smirk to the older male's face, casually taking a small bite of his food as if drawing out the moment to tell him. "I was in the guards program," he began to say. Something that he didn't often share with people.
Because it was irrelavant. He hadn't been able to do any good in that program. He'd only managed to get his mother floated and sister arrested. "As a Cadet, I was allowed to assist with an arrest." Not every cadet had the opportunity, but he had been lucky. "Let's just say . . . I'm not surprised you don't remember me with how stoned you were." He couldn't help but continue to smirk, lacking judgment in his words, but there was a teasing in them.
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Aug 21, 2016 5:10:16 GMT
Tag: @severitysoftly whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy nearly forgot why he had told Jackson to turn over. With the first kiss, he was thoroughly lost in it. He could still taste part of him on his lips, smiling and giving a chuckle at Jackson's words, comparing the situation to that of a starving man offered food. And Bellamy didn't have a single complaint. He returned the kiss, breathing into it as he basked in the enjoyment of Jackson's hands all over him. They left a trail of warmth that coursed through his entire body, wanting to feel more and more of them. In his hair, on his chest and stomach, his hips.
Bellamy's lips moved more fervently against Jackson's, his hand going to the back of his head to press him closer, as close as they could possibly be. The embrace left him breathless once Jackson pulled out of it, complying with his words. Not before he wiped his release over Bellamy's lips. The guardsman folded his lips inward to savor the taste, needing a moment to collect his thoughts about what he was doing; why he had Jackson position himself on his stomach. He began to move over him, his legs on either side of him as Bellamy sat on his knees.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against Jackson's ears. "Don't worry. We have all night," he teased him, in regards to fulfilling his hunger and Bellamy having anything. Drawing his head back up, Bellamy's hands went to the back of Jackson's shoulders and started to massage them, his fingers gently pressing into his skin with adequate pressure, moving in circular motions to give his partner a massage, that he hoped would ease any pain of his arms having been strained upward. His hands started on his shoulders, but moved along his upper arms to. Simultaneously, he leaned down, kissing the back of Jackson's neck, sucking the skin for a moment.
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