"I just need a quick break..." Bellamy to Beau
"Are you okay?" Beau murmured, trying not to let an ounce of panic slip into his tone. Bellamy was calm. He could tell she was flustered, but she wasn't freaking out, which meant there was no reason for him to. He didn't want to accidentally make this situation awkward, because it currently wasn't.
They had been making out - plain and simple. He had been trying his best to keep things not painstakingly slow, yet still respectful. He knew he had to be gentle with her body. Beau knew that beyond her physical limitations, this was all very new to Bell. He never wanted to do too much, too fast. At least, not with her.
He thought it would be okay to advance things. He even asked Bellamy if he could. She was giving him all the cues to. Beau doubted if she understood just how crazy she made him, but he'd tried to make it clear. When she gave him the go ahead to continue, part of his mind stopped working. He let his hands explore her. Let his lips touch beyond her lips. He remembered groaning into her mouth and tightening his hold on her waist before she gently tapped out.
"Take your time." Beau whispered, readjusting both of them so she quite literally had more room to breathe. He was trying his best to be respectful while still being new to all of this. He'd never been with, or cared to be with, a woman long term. He definitely never thought that he would find himself fall in love for someone who was chronically ill - especially to the extent that Bell was. He'd never wanted to protect someone so fiercely before.
He pressed a soft kiss to the side of her head, moving his hands from her hips to her shoulders. "Let me know if I can help." He murmured, ready to do whatever he needed to.
