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octavia&bellamy; longings from confinement

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           she found her hand giving him a S L I G H T stroke as she heard his little gasp. the feeling of her heart racing in her chest was undeniable & the sound of her brother beginning to give in to her was amazing. she had longed & pleaded for this for so long that she had believed she would never coax him into it. it was determination that made her slowly begin to chip away at his resolve. she could see the lust & longing in his eyes & she knew she was B R E A K I N G him down. her thumb traced the head of his erection, testing to see just how sensitive he was, before she finally pulled her hand back. she stole another kiss from his lips & traced her fingers down the front of his chest before she finally complied with his R E Q U E S T.                 ❛good boy.❜ she leaned up & breathed into his ear before moving to bend over, waiting for him to take her virginity. L O N G I N G for that hymen of hers to finally be gone once & for good. once they did this it could never be undone, but she didn’t want it to be. he was all she had. he was all she would ever have & now she was going to belong to him fully.

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     It was STRANGE to him how he writhed under his sister’s touch. He was CERTAIN he would have been able to pull himself from the haze she had put him in, and while he was still fully aware of it, his reservations drifted away with each STROKE she gave him and each time her hips had chipped away at his. But it wasn’t until her pet name that he found himself truly { LOST } in the moment.

          ❝ Call me that again, I DARE you. ❞

     He whispered as he leaned against her back, lips kissing her spine gently. Perhaps it wasn’t only HER he had wanted to drive INSANE, but himself, too. He could feel himself swelled && throbbing, needing some sort of release. A release he had previously REFUSED. Now, it was there for the taking and he still wanted to take a moment to SAVOR it. Hands ran along the curve of her ass, one hand continuing between her legs to have his fingers circle her clit once more. That only lasted a moment, however. LUST took over and that hand retreated as he forced himself back, pulling the boxers towards his knees. 

     Bellamy grasped his member, allowing it to rub against her lips. He was somewhere between wanting to be SLOW so not to hurt her, but also to give in and take what he wanted. His free hand gripped her hips a bit tighter, allowing himself to SLOWLY allow his head in. A moan escaped his lips, but he pulled himself from the { RELIEF } long enough to lean forward once more, whispering against her skin.

          ❝ Let me know if it hurts too much. ❞

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octavia&bellamy; longings from confinement

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            it was a struggle she had been fighting with him for a while now. him denying her the pleasure of finally being W I T H him, & her stealing kisses whenever she could to try & convince him otherwise. but this was different. he had never been the one to tease her, & she lost her bearings slightly when he did. it felt like her mind was going to explode heavily from the sensations of being touched by him & kissed. he was teasing her in the worst possible way & she felt as though she was G O I N G to explode with lust & longing. she had been teased by her own fingertips for several years, reaching a release but never actually feeling satisfied, because she wanted more. she wanted to have that connection. that feeling. as she felt him peeling her panties to the side & beginning to lick her as well & stick his fingers inside of her, she was moaning & withering on the bed for several seconds, before she finally forced herself to G A T H E R her scattered wits.                she growled lightly, & leaned forward, giving a firm tug underneath both of bellamy’s arms she pulled him forward until he was on top of her, & she kissed him, forcefully.  ❛keep teasing me, bell, & i will hurt you.❜ she whispered into his ear, & slid her hand down to grip at his hardened manhood,  ❛i want you inside of me. N O T your fingers.❜ she leaned down & nibbled on his neckline, leaving a red mark. he might not be allowed to leave marks on her skin, but the same didn’t apply to her.

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     Bellamy couldn’t HELP but let out a small whine as his sister pulled him back towards her. The way her body writhed to his touch had sent SHIVERS down his spine and he wanted to keep going. He wanted to feel the walls tighten around his fingers && her hips start to slow, only to continue && have it the sensation of CONTROL all over again. He NEARLY chuckled at her threat, only to let out a gasp of air as he felt her hand grasping him. He had { LONGED } for contact, any sort of contact, more than he would be willing to admit. A hand moved towards her neck, thumb just under her chin as he lightly squeezed. Two could play at HER game. 

          ❝ Bend over. ❞

     It was more a PLEAD than a REQUEST. His hand allowed her neck freedom, only if for a moment to allow her to shift her movements. 

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octavia&bellamy; longings from confinement

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             she couldn’t think straight. she had never been teased by another before in her entire life so she wasn’t U S E D to the way that it felt to have him grinding right back, & creating an undeniable friction between them. she was aroused for him, & she had yearned to be with him far longer than he knew. feeling his thumbs beginning to circle her nipples the nubs began to harden instantly for his touch & she found her lips parting in a low moan. she couldn’t be loud because she didn’t want anyone else to hear them–though she doubted anyone would–& she couldn’t think about anything except how needy she felt. how much she needed this.  ❛bell…oh bell…❜ she ran her fingers through his hair & locked her fingers through his curls as she W A S laid against his bed, heavily.            she thought the friction that they had caused between them was the most amazing feeling in the world, but she had been Q U I T E wrong. when her brother’s fingertips found their way between her lips through her panties she nearly fell apart for him right there. her clit throbbed with arousal & B U R N I N G desire already, but his stimulating fingers were only causing more of an ache to build & form within her.  ❛please…❜ she whined, her heart pounding. within seconds of his fingers stimulating her, she was soaking through her panties with juices.

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     The way his name spilled from his lips only made him want to hear MORE. He pulled away from her breast to bite at his lower lip, a smirk forming upon his lips as he could feel the wetness from the THIN panties that served as a poor barrier for his fingers. He allowed himself to slip the fabric to the side, UNRELENTING in his need to tease his sister. As fingers met the small KNOT, Bellamy allowed just a LITTLE bit more pressure than before.

     But that didn’t last long. His OWN desires were getting in the way, and lest he wanted to drive himself INSANE, he needed more. One finger found it’s way inside of her, taking in the feeling of the walls around it. Lips made their way down, leaving a trail of soft kisses on her skin. Once he reached her hips, another finger slipped in, thrusting them inside of her to serve as a REPLACEMENT for himself. Bellamy shifted down lower, hesitating for a moment. Dark hues glanced up towards his sister, watching as her hips bucked, watching as her body contorted in pleasures unfamiliar to her. Finally, he allowed himself to close the distance. His tongue ENJOYED the sweetness of her, allowing himself to take in in before focusing in on her clit. FLICKING his tongue at her, he allowed his one free had to grasp her hips, keeping her still as his other hand continued to thrust inside of her.

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octavia&bellamy; longings from confinement

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              even as his eyes darkened with lust she could see that he still held S O M E of his resolve. she needed to shatter it. of course she wasn’t experienced in any of this, the only thing she had ever done prior to this moment was touch herself. sometimes through her panties & that was how she knew that the friction of grinding against his most intimate of parts would cause him pleasure. mostly because it had caused her pleasure when she experimented on her own. she had seen his M A N H O O D quite a few times before. she knew she wasn’t supposed to look, but sometimes when he was changing she found her eyes wandering over towards him. she was curious & he was the only boy she had ever been in contact with. so that was how she knew where they connected. where he would slide into her if she could convince him to do it.               ❛bellamy…❜ she whined slightly as she ground harder into him, nearly trembling from the friction & throbbing of her clit with every thrust.  ❛it’s just once. i haven’t bled yet, bell. please?❜ she ran her fingers up & D O W N his bared chest, before peeling her own shirt off of her body, letting him view her entire upper-half; she didn’t wear a bra to bed; & her panties. reaching for his hands she guided them up until they were cupping her breasts.  ❛i need my big brother to teach me things.❜ she whispered against his lips.

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     He INTENDED to teach her things, he simply didn’t need to be inside her to PROVE that. Her pleading sent his head spinning, though he wouldn’t ALLOW his resolve to break completely. Bellamy hummed against her lips, fingers tracing the warmth of her stomach lightly as she guided them upwards, thumbs running along her nipples. He could TELL that the teasing was KILLING her, and while it was doing the same for him, he had had the experience before. Fingers pinched LIGHTLY at one of her nipples, then HARDER again. 

          ❝ I bet you you won’t NEED me to. ❞

     Those words did not feel as if they belonged to him. The older of the two guided her so that her back was against the sheets, pulling back for only a moment to take in the PETITE body in front of him. He could feel himself ACHING, but this was about HER. She APPARENTLY needed to get this out of her system more than he had initially thought. ( and perhaps he cared less than he had previously thought ) 

     Leaning down, his lips met the nipple he had pinched. At first, he only allowed a gentle kiss. However, he allowed himself to take it in his mouth, teeth GRAZING her skin. One hand allowed itself towards thin panties, fingers pressing between her lips to rub GENTLY against her. This was his turn to tease.

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octavia&bellamy; longings from confinement

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             she had heard every lecture that he could give about how terribly W R O N G even her asking him such a thing was. she was alone in this hole for long periods of time & all she could think about was what it would finally be like to be touched by someone other than herself. to have more than just her own fingers to guide across the expanse of her privates. she wasn’t meant to be with him. she was meant to have a life outside of this place like he did. she had wished many times that she could marry & have a child of her own, but she couldn’t. she would never have the same L U X U R I E S that he did. hearing her nickname slide from his sleepy lips she smiled wider, & thrust harder against his hardening manhood. she could feel the reaction through their thin clothes. he was tightening his grip on the sheets, before finding his way to her sides. just the friction alone was enough to cause her to moan slightly,  ❛just once, bell. please?❜ she continued to breathe hotly against his ear, tracing soft kisses to the side of his neck, wanting to remember each second of this.  ❛i just want to know what it’s like. you love me don’t you, bell? make love to me.❜ she breathed, thrusting H A R D E R against his erection.

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     He WANTED to insist that he couldn’t, that no matter how much he loved her, he COULDN’T. But the small whine that escaped from her lips forced his grip to tighten on her sides, if only for a moment. The speed of her hips against his was beginning to BLUR the lines between what they should && shouldn’t do. Lips parted as his breathing grew heavier, unable to RESPOND to her request just yet. He had to THINK, but she was making that INCREDIBLY hard. His body betrayed what his mind kept telling him-- to run, to lecture, to do ANYTHING other than move his hips against hers, his own beginning to catch up to her pace. He could feel himself becoming restricted by the boxers he had slept him && he couldn’t help but let out a small moan of his own.

          ❝ I’m not-- I’m not going IN. ❞

     His resolve had { BROKEN } under the weight of her. He found his hands now moving towards her hips, allowing himself to take in the WARMTH of the other just for a moment as his hips grinded HARDER against hers. As much as it KILLED him, a part of him liked being under his sister’s CONTROL. However, he knew he was the more EXPERIENCED one. Bellamy moved to sit up, keeping Octavia firm against his lap as his lips met her neck. NO MARKS, he had to remind himself, lest their mother be CERTAIN of their sins.

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octavia&bellamy; longings from confinement

            mornings were always the most difficult for the youngest blake, but this morning in particular had been the L O N G E S T. waiting for her mother to dress & leave for work was probably the most difficult thing she had ever had to do. living inside of the small little windowless room of the ark, without ever being allowed to travel even just outside the doors was probably the most maddening thing in the world. she couldn’t make friends with anyone her own age & the only one that she ever saw was bell; her brother. it was perhaps a pipe dream, but she wanted to know what it was like to have A C T U A L love. passionate & gentle, with someone that cared for her. of course being that she had been trapped in this box her whole life she knew she would most likely live & die in it. that was why she had asked one thing of her brother. that he sleep with her. it was quite a bit to ask & he had outright refused her many times, but she wanted him. the feelings hadn’t changed, not since that first little kiss a few weeks prior, & when at last the door to their room closed she slid from the bed she shared with their mother, & slid on top of bellamy, pinning him effectively she leaned down to touch her lips to his, before she began thrusting her hips against his, grinding down against his manhood. he C O U L D N ‘ T hold back from her forever, she was going to get what she wanted.  ❛please bell…❜ she whispered hotly into his ear as she waited for him to rouse from his sleep.

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     Of COURSE he had rejected her time && time again. While she had been confined to the walls of their small apartment, he had been allowed to { WANDER } freely through the halls. He had a FUTURE ahead of him. The ability to MARRY someone, if he wished. His world was not bound by secrecy && while he KNEW Octavia’s was different, he couldn’t bring himself to help her in the way she wanted. ( but she had made him begin thinking about it )

     He had HARDLY awoken as his fingers curled into sheets. It was a DREAM, surely. Bellamy’s eyes remained closed as his hips bucked under her. Lips parted to take a sharp breath in, wanting to ALLOW himself to give into the all too real dream. It was only when he felt his sister’s breath upon his ear did his eyes open.

          ❝ O-- ❞

     The nickname came out HARSH, as he was going to lecture her once more. However, the feeling of her grinding against him, thin layers of clothing BARELY doing anything to keep him { SANE }. 

          ❝ O, we SHOULDN’T. ❞

     The words certainly came out weak && breathy, eyes closing as his hips gently rocked back against hers, certainly without the VIGOR of hers. Hands finally moved from the sheets to her sides, fully INTENDING to push her off of him. Instead, he felt his body betraying him. Fingers grasped as the fabric of her shirt, though he was still RELUCTANT to go any further.

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bellamy in every episode; 1.04 | murphy’s law.

“If I ever catch you near camp, we’ll be back here. Understand? As for the four of you, you can come back to and follow me, or go off with him to die. Your choice. ”

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Everywhere else, nay, “everywhen” else — us in the Civil War, us in Ancient Egypt, us in the swinging ’60s — we are happy. x

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#tfw youre surrounded by a bunch of kids

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  Send me “alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a character I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

    Now was not the time to be RETHINKING his actions. If his hands had the     capability of trembling at this moment, there was no doubt in his mind that     they would be. She was { PERFECT } in every way.        Just as he wanted.     Just as he had promised.      And perhaps she didn’t deserve this fate– for     who knew what was to come now? Could she truly be happy with the man     beside him?

                         No– man was not the right word.

    While he had begun to learn of HUMANITY,  he was still far from human in     any aspect of the word. The sound of his friend’s neck SNAPPING echoed     in his ears– replaying with every breath his creation took. His creature was     a man of the theater. Perhaps it had only been some cruel way to spare his     life.    Oh, how Victor wished he could replay that moment. His finger would     squeeze the trigger. Gently. Like touching a lady’s neck.  That’s what Ethan     had explained.      Almost instinctively, Victor’s hand moved to brush a lock     of Brona’s hair from cold, dead skin. If only he could show her true mercy.

    And what if there was the capability of him being KIND to her?    What if by     some miracle, humanity had seeped it’s way into the skin of the other.    An     infection. He could never play the part of a human.  A human didn’t murder     people. But what had he done? Were his actions any different?  Did feeling     the woman on the table’s body seizing make any difference?     No– that’s     right.

                                         ( he was a monster, too )

    And he couldn’t help but wonder if Proteus  would  have  soon  asked  him     the same thing.    Would he wish for a woman to stand by him for eternity?     Or would he be content with the connections he made with the living? Lips     pressed tightly together,        feeling the silent urging from the one who had     killed his PERFECT creation.          There was no turning back now. He had     dove head first into the land of monstrosities and there was no turning back.

    And so he cut.

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                                                  LISTEN TO ME–

                          I told you my life ENDED the day you were born.                                                          { THE TRUTH IS }                                              it didn’t START until then.

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bellarke au || bellamy + clarke as backpackers who keep meeting in europe

So I will not ask you where you came from. I would not ask and neither would you.

- london -

They don’t meet in a coffee shop, air hazy with almost glances and foreign fog, the smell of espressos and summer drugging the tourists and wakening the locals, that slow whisper of global possibility egging them all on.

They don’t meet underneath the Eiffel Tower, grass prickling her back, flattening underneath his sneakers, tasting lights with their eyes, because stories like those are too perfect.

Clarke and Bellamy’s? Not even close.

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