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"So that she has a chance to live." He told her, and Roma's brows bent together. While it was a look of slight confusion, the emotion did not come from this words but the explanation it'self. They had all already assumed the only reason he'd risk it was because he was hiding the child from the Ark, but with him being one of the highest of the highs, she figured they'd pardon about anything--especially when it was one of their own. "She's my second child," He admitted, and Roma felt the surprise from just hearing the words. No one had second children. It was one of the more forbidden things, and even if it wasn't, who could spare the food? No one. Food was so rare that sometimes everyone went hungry. They farmed what they could, but if things didn't grow, then they didn't grow. She was from farming, she had seen too many people get floated for stealing the food they grew. There wasn't a gain unaccounted for her, and no one could just have extra without anyone finding out. At least no one from her class.


He was watching, waiting for a reaction and it made her uncomfortable. Why was he watching her like that? Did he think she was going to run tell someone? Roma shifted her weight under the gaze, and it made her react more vocally then before. "But you'r Marcus Kane's son. Didn't he care?" She asked, her voice was soft, but the tone a cocktail of sarcasm and bitter. She knew they didn't care about then, but now they were kicking out their own. Jaha's son was here! Abby Griffin's daughter! Marcus Kane's son! They were collecting councilmember's kids!  "Guess not if he let his own grandkid come here to die with us." She didn't make it sound accusing, so much as a fact of life. She knew she was talking to his son, but the council had sent her to die over a dress. They had sent their own children too, for shit crimes that didn't hurt anyone! What had that Wells guy did? Hurt a tree? She could see the murder's but she would have been pardoned! Now she was trapped down here with grounders trying to kill them. When she asked her last question, the sarcasm was gone and it was almost afraid. "Do you really think any of us have a chance here? Will they really just not care about what we did when they--if they--come down too?"

I wish they could leave cherry1 alone! My thing is, I feel like they don't know what to really do with her in a post Finn plot, and because of that (and because they like her enough to want to keep her forefront in plots) they abuse her to give her 'strength building'. Instead they are making her seemed abused, and with none of the other characters really rallying behind her it's not evening giving us anything to sooth the abuse. She was seen close to Gena in the clip--Gena might die in ep 3. She got close to Kyle--Wick might die coming up too because of the actor. It's getting to the point I wish they'd just make her go back to exploding things, and not be this victim. She is a BAMF!! LET HER BE THAT!

Bellamy Blake HAS DONE IT AGAIN!

"Maybe?" He sounded almost insulted, as he pressed deeper into her, and it caused his fingers to rub over the spot inside her that caused her whole body to tense from the sharp almost painful feeling of his touch. Everything beginning tightening from his touch on that over sensitive place. It kept her from coming back with a sassy reply--and Roma always had a sassy reply! The lovable bitch worked well for her, but right now she could only feel what was happening to her body. Other guys had stuck their hands in her pants, but his hands were bigger, stronger, and his fingers longer--the slightly roughen pads of his fingers doing more then the softer touches of boys in school. The difference between a man and a boy--and she knew she'd ever go back!

She no longer was thinking about to pose her body to look better, or her hair, or even her expression as she reached for what she knew was coming. A soft whimper of need escaped her and she didn't even realize it was her, as she clung tightly to him, one hand on his shoulder and the other on his neck. He kissed the corner of her mouth, and Roma tilted her head to kiss him but he moved to the side. Tease! She could feel the steamy breath from him as he press his lips against her ear, "Maybe I should just stop then," She was gasping for air now, and his words brought a slightly panicked expression to her face. Had she been thinking she would have been grateful he couldn't see, but there was no thought! Only feeling!

Her body tensed, going too ridged to move, as she could only submit to his touch, before the muscles could no longer take it, and everything burst, allowing movement once again, as she feel against his chest. The after ripples of the feeling coursing through her, and with every touch it started new ones! The tips of her chest hurt from the need to have his hands or mouth on them, while the ache between her legs had only grown stronger. Pulling back so she could look at his face again, Roma kissed him once again. Pulling back she reached down to pull his hand from her, and pull it up to her lips. Making sure to hold his gaze she pulled each finger into her mouth, sucking them dry one at a time, and letting her tongue swill around his thumb in a linger tease. He had said something before, but she couldn't even think of what he had said before he'd made her come. "My turn," She had meant the words to be bolder, but the came out breathless, and softer then her taunts before.

Putting her hands on his shoulders for balance, she put one foot on the floor and swung her leg off him, before falling to her knees between his. Her fingers still trembled slightly from the climax, but she started on his pants quickly, pulling the flaps open, and tugging them down. He would need to lift his hips to allow her to pull them down, and once she got them to his ankles, she didn't both with them more--this wasn't a time to unlace boots. Sliding her hands from his knees to his center, she let them run over his little guard member before moving her head closer and sucking on the skin where it connected to his body, like she had sucked on his neck before--with her teeth grazing the skin, and then she'd lick over it to sooth the feeling. Following this pattern up, she got to the tip of him, and then leaned forward, to encase his guard between her breast, while she kissed his belly, teasing him by not taking him into her mouth.

The warm taste of his mouth, the heat coming from his body, everything in this moment fed into her senses. When his tongue moved into her mouth, she sucked on it, trilling her tongue over his in a playful tease at what else she could do. She had felt him smile while she nipped at him, and when he broke the kiss it was her turn for a lazy smile. This felt like winning. She wasn't sure why or how, but the thrill of that little sign was an aphrodisiac that went from her head to her belly which was already tightening and churning, to between her legs--which ached and hummed for any pressure it could get.

Her eyes closed, and her head tilted to the side as his lips moved from her cheek to her neck, leaving a trail of heat that burned from inside her body wherever he went. Taking her shirt into his mouth he pulled the strap down, and she opened her eyes to watch. He trailed the same fire over her skin to to the next strap, to pull it down as well. Her eyes moved to meet his as he pulled the straps lower, and her hands let go of him to allow him to slip it off her arms. "I'm not worried," He told her, and she knew he had raised the stakes on purpose. "Not really," Raised them, and mocked in her a playful manner that made her want to prove to him she could keep up!

Roma wasn't normally a take charge girl in bed, liking the men (or whomever) to be the ones in charge. She liked them the aggressor, and her the pleased one that had the attention. Clearly this would not be how Bellamy was. His hands moved to her breast, and she inhaled softly, but sharply at the the touch and heat they brought with them. The ache formed there too! That was new! Unexpected, and she wanted more. "So you got a good mouth," She told him, reaching for his hands and lowering them a few inches so his palms were heated circles over her ribs, and his fingers could slide under her bra, thus allowing him to take it off. "That's nothing to get cocky over." Lifting her hands up she allowed him to slide it over her head. She would ditch the shirt too, soon enough, since she knew no one was coming here looking for either of them. She rotated her hips in a slow circle, making sure to tease the firm bulge under her, while her hands moved to his shirt. "You should see what I can do with my hips." Pulling it up from the hem she tugged it up until it was over his head, but still on his arms; hoping it would entangle and keep his hands up while her lips moved to his neck. She sucked and licked her way down his skin, at first following his pattern, but coming to rest over his chest, where she ran her tongue over his chest.