° ´ • ✧ · . ¸ i. she, the spitfire
there’s part of her that’s relieved that praimfaya was coming , that mother nature is stepping in to punish them for their sins —– her mind is plagued by all that she’d done while under alie’s control , even when lids fall shut , she can’t escape . and there’s not a chance that she can forgive herself —- she must atone . but others , all of her people would suffer a cruel fate that wasn’t deserved and that wasn’t right , she couldn’t accept that . the terror people felt at the prospect of the upcoming death , wasn’t lost on her —- there was a shred of her that too experienced it . that was wrestling with survival instincts , that’s why she was open to helping find solutions .
but for now , being able to find a calm in the bottom of a glass —– without the panic induced conversations was something she relished in . so much thought about that that couldn’t possibly change was exactly what spurred her to take this chance . to be able to lose herself in another , to be able to reach heights she’d been desperate for , for a while —- to be with someone —– the one she’d craved more than anyone in her entire life . a smirk radiating pure lust as emeralds rake over him , and with the ever growing warmth that’s tugging at her abdomen —- at her pelvis , she can’t help but let her teeth sink into her lower lip . azalea needed to escape , she’d never needed anything this much before . no one but him !
she hums absentmindedly as her fingertips are tracing over his flesh , the desire to explore , to intertwined with him in every and all sense of the word . nodding at his question , curious hues are meeting his —– and she raises an eyebrow , almost challenging . maybe to see if he’d do anything about it . body is alight as his gaze runs over it and she’s smiling , because it’s a nice feeling , being admired by someone she’s lusting after . her hand moves down past his palm to rest upon his leg , fingertips swirling upon the fabric , and it’s like it’s just them for those moments —- her lids are falling shut and she’s letting her digits roam over him . the invitation has her eyes opening quickly , and forest greens are darkening , and she can just feel the effect he’s having even before doing anything . between her legs is soaked , dripping with hunger . ‘ maybe —- maybe i SHOULD just stay here and drive you wild with my hands , huh ? ’ she suggests , and for that second , she’s letting the question hang in the air before shaking her head , and grabbing his hand eagerly —- pulling him toward the doors as the thrill rages on within her . ‘ i NEED you bell ! ’
it’s easy to focus on the negative , after all it’s all their lives have been since they landed . since they came across the grounders , the mt. men and their reapers , and so much more in such a short time . he was certain he didn’t deserve to make it out alive if they found a way that was . but bellamy has tomorrow and the days they’ve got left on the earth to wrack himself with copious amounts of more guilt and self hatred. tonight there’s only one thing on his mind , something primitive and all consuming.
darkened gaze , now lust driven and hungry stares at her teeth biting soft, red lips . how he wants nothing more than to be the one she’s sinking her teeth into taking himself into her mouth , but he’s patient . or so he likes to make himself believe. but how she glows in the campfire , hair bright auburn seemingly burning , setting her soft set features alight in the most intriguing and beautiful way . he’d like to see what else he could make her / look like , sound like , move like. just how gorgeous she’d look in his arms.
bottle is set down, quiet and simply lost in her . enamoured in just a way bellamy is desperate for. to forget everything, everyone, just lose himself in a feeling that sparks joy. digits skim along the back of her hand upon his leg, feather light teasing touch provided in order to heighten the spark that’s between them. ❛ be a shame, lea. you’d be missin’ out. ❜ before he has a chance to revel in her touch on a newly explored area she’s got him by the hand leading him away from the group . he hears the whistles urging the pair on. it’s when her words follow does he drop himself into that all too familiar leading role.
led to his unit, door is closed behind her as is the distance between the pair. bellamy presses her into the cold metal door, his own pair of sharp canines sink into rosy full tiers. she tastes of moonshine and sweetness. enough to get him hooked, wanting much more of what she’s got to offer. but he won’t give her a kiss just yet , especially once he draws back to study her . there’s that all too familiar smirk settling on his tiers, ❛ you needed me ? ❜ rhetorical, he doesn’t need an answer. he can see the want in her emerald eyes. feel the heat from her body as his own is pressed flush against hers.
he doesn’t waste any more time, digits ghost along hip and waist to grip and arch the redhead into his frame. other hand snaking through red curls to give a tug. ( just enough so she’s staring up at him, drinking in the beauty he has in his arms. her and only her. ) ❛ tell me, what do you want lea? we’ve been doing this little dance for a while. have you dreamt about this? about us? ❜ nothing else on his mind, nothing else to worry over. think about. or even focus on.
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