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She almost laughed at his response as he took the teasing words in stride. But she didn’t have time to before he pinned her body against the car with his own pressed hard against her. He was taking control, dominating her body the way she always liked to. But in this case Raven really didn’t mind. It was exhilarating, this…push and pull of power between them as he slammed into her body. Forcing every breath to come out as the most obscene moan each time he pushed into her, as deep as he could go. And he sure didn’t disappoint. Taking her direction to heart. “Ah,” her face twisted almost as if she was in pain. “Yes.” She couldn’t help but say when he brought his hand between them pressing against her. Her body involuntarily arching up into his. It was all she could do not to cry out from the sheer pleasure of it, the friction it added between their hot and sweating bodies.

With one hand pinned against the car, she used her other to rake her nails down his body, definitely leaving a mark this time. She felt the pressure building in her core as she tightened around him, she was so close, each hard and fast thrust bringing her nearer to completion and the earth shattering orgasm she knew their actions would bring. It wasn’t even about that. She was enjoying every second of it and Raven didn’t want it to end.

But with that thought, her body had other ideas, seeking that high. With her one healthy leg wrapped around him she pushed even tighter against his waist as she shifted beneath him, changing the angle. With the hand that possibly drew blood down his back she met his own between their bodies, directing it to exactly where it needed to go to wring the most pleasure out of her. Meeting every push with frantic need, more urgent, faster, harder…. “I’m almost…” she began, unable to finish the words. Biting down on his shoulder to muffle the groan instead as the pleasure ripped through her entire body. She tensed beneath him, tightening around his length inside her as she just rode wave after wave of it hitting her with every thrust.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

The way he looked at her, with blatant want and hunger in his eyes made body heat up. In that moment she finally felt confident in her own skin, the insecurities that plagued her because of her changing body evaporated. He made her feel…sexy. And Raven revelled in it. She hadn’t felt this way in so long, and couldn’t help but feel almost grateful that Bellamy in just one look had returned the familiar sensation. Like she was really in control of her body, instead of it being in control of her.

The sentiment wasn’t one sided. Raven’s eyes obscenely roamed every inch of Bellamy like she was ready to pounce…because…well she was. Her core was wet and waiting to be filled by him. When he finally approached her she submitted herself to the kiss as he brought them down to the bed. Savouring the taste of him with each stroke of her tongue. With eyes closed as his lips moved further down, her mouth was left half open when his mouth reached her chest. The sensation of his teeth grazing her breast left her gasping, unable to breath from the almost painful pleasure he was giving her. She held his head against her, not wanting him to stop. Never wanting him to stop. She could stay like this forever, only Bellamy had other ideas.

She let out an embarrassingly loud moan when his fingers reached between her legs, just stroking the folds without entering her, or offering her any real release. Raven squirmed beneath him, arching her back to get him closer to her, for friction to provide her with any kind of satisfaction. She couldn’t move or articulate any real thoughts for the moment. Only leaving her body to react to him. “Please…” she choked out, surprised at herself. Raven had never begged for anything in her life. But right now it was all she could do. “I need you inside me,” she said tugging at his pants, waiting for him to finally take them off and give her what she’s been wanting for so long. For too long.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

Raven felt restless in her bed. She’d been put on mandatory bed rest for what felt like centuries though it couldn’t have been more than a couple of days. She needed to move and get up. But no matter what position she tried to lay down in, Raven would get a shooting pain radiating from her hip. She hadn’t noticed it much before, with the pain being masked by the wounds made from the drills. But after that subsided, Raven became acutely aware of her hip. It was getting to be unbearable but like hell was she going to start complaining. There were so many others who needed more help than her.

Speaking of others, what she really needed was to find Harper. The girl was one of the most important people in her life. She was her family. Part of the reason she’d fought so hard to take down Mount Weather. And a little pain was the price for that then Raven would gladly pay it tenfold if she had to. The only reservation she had to finally finding Harper was the state she was in. She didn’t want her to see Raven like this. She didn’t know about her leg, having been in Mount Weather at the time. Raven was…broken now.

Though all those fears evaporated at the sound of her voice. “Harper?” she let out a pained smile when she turned to look at her, slowly adjusting her position on the bed in order to sit up properly. Squeezing her hand, she shuffled to the opposite side, leaving some room for Harper to sit down. “I’m better on the inside than I look on the outside,” she said with a hollow chuckle. “Come here,” pulling the girls hand down, Raven’s eyes roamed her face. “Let me look at you.”

Tag: @harpermcintyre

“Oh my brain is still all kinds of awesome,” she said with a forced smirk, wiping the tears from her face. Her mind had been in overdrive since A.L.I.E. She was at a whole other level in that regard. Writing code, building, inventing things she couldn’t have even imagined before. The newly found skills were terrifying and something about them felt tainted. Because they came from her. But hell after everything that bitch in the red dress put her through, Raven deserved a little something in return.

But that was the only thing she could hold on to these days. After losing Sinclair most recently, the last person to tell her she could be put back together, Raven was exhausted. She didn’t know how much of it she could bare. Where her threshold was for losing people. “But every time someone…they take parts of me,” she pointed at her chest, not knowing how else to describe it. “With them.” She squeezed the hand he’d put in hers. “We’ve fought so hard to survive this long, you can’t throw that away.” Raven looked down at their joined hands, her eyebrows furrowed. “I need you.” He saved her.

“This,” she said, her other hand on his chest again. “Isn’t just about you breaking, and how ruthless this goddamn place is.” Her hand absentmindedly traced the scar again. “You didn’t heal perfect, and you didn’t heal overnight, but you healed Jasper.” Her eyes on his, she held on to his hand a little tighter. “You can heal again.” She was well aware the physical wound wasn’t the same as what he suffered through every day. Hell she knew that better than most. But it got her point across.

Tag: @jasper420

Raven had her hands busy. Not on anything mechanical however. With just a pen and paper in her hands, she was trying to figure out a way to get A.L.I.E into the system so she could find this other A.I. It was the least she could do after everything the woman in red had done for her. Every day was better than the last. Like she was falling deeper and deeper into the bliss of painlessness. She could hardly even remember what it felt like. The memory itself fading away. Good riddance. Besides, her mind was occupied with more important matters now. She needed to get this done, so that A.L.I.E could reach more people and save them all.

Her efforts however were interrupted by one of the guards. Bryan was it? She wasn’t sure. But she didn’t care much. When he walked in she carefully covered what she was working on with another blank sheet of paper as he spoke. Something about a rover? Shit, the rover. Raven had been so consumed by her duties for A.L.I.E she’d completely neglected everything else. Not to worry though she could just work on it now. With a smile plastered across her face she stood up. “Sure thing,” she began walking towards one of the benches with the abandoned engine she’d been working on before. “I’ll get it up and running in no time.” The smile didn’t waver for a second. Not a common occurrence for Raven.

Taking a closer look at the guard she noticed the tension in his stance, the lines on his face like he hadn’t had a decent nights rest in a while. Perhaps she could hit two birds with one stone? “You alright there?” She asked. “It’s Bryan isn’t it?”

Tag: @bryanbryanbryan

The Raven that she knew…. Did she even exist anymore? “Then you don’t know me very well, at least not anymore.” The ground had taken that away from her. “The Raven you know died along with every other freaking person in my life.” Every loss slowly chipping away at her soul until this. And now Gena…there wasn’t enough of Raven left to suffer through another loss and come out the other side as any kind of real person. “So don’t talk to me about Raven Reyes.” She was just a shadow now…a curse who destroyed everything she touched. Raven had been a fool to think that some companionship and bomb practice could alleviate that pain. All it had done was aggravate it.

“This was a bad idea, Nina.” Perhaps it was time to call it a day. And go back to hiding from everyone in her workshop. She didn’t have the energy for arrogance. This recent loss had hit her hard. She wasn’t the girl who could do anything anymore. She was the girl who couldn’t save those people and couldn’t even save her friend. Nina would do well to stay away unless she wanted to get hurt too. Raven didn’t want any more blood on her hands. They were already soaked enough as it is. “Let’s just go.” No need for any further humiliation. Though Raven didn’t even have it in her to feel that. Taking the pieces of the remote she stuffed them back in her bag and stood. Ready to fetch the unexploded bomb and deactivate it.

Tag: Nina Eaton