[ bellamy smiles, moving his other hand up her back to bury his fingers in her hair. he isn't done being such a pain in the ass, though, with how his fingers dig beneath the strands to touch his slightly warm hands against the nape of her neck. by holding her and even rubbing her back purposefully and absently, he's warmed up his ice-like fingers to be something moderately pleasant to the touch. ]
[ though it's tempting to move about, bellamy makes the effort to stay still, knowing she's made herself comfortable at his shoulder. it's instinct of his own to wriggle about, to never stop moving, not even in sleep, but he's found it easy to forgo his own habits for the sake of bringing someone else comfort or simple ease. he thinks it's the better instinct to have. ]
[ just as it's instinct to easily curl into her, removing his own walls and being less like the person the rest of the ark sees has become almost a knee-jerk reaction when he's alone with her. his voice sounds as though it's on the edge of a laugh, ] But not a big enough pain for you to not try and feel me up.
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[ though it's tempting to move about, bellamy makes the effort to stay still, knowing she's made herself comfortable at his shoulder. it's instinct of his own to wriggle about, to never stop moving, not even in sleep, but he's found it easy to forgo his own habits for the sake of bringing someone else comfort or simple ease. he thinks it's the better instinct to have. ]
[ just as it's instinct to easily curl into her, removing his own walls and being less like the person the rest of the ark sees has become almost a knee-jerk reaction when he's alone with her. his voice sounds as though it's on the edge of a laugh, ] But not a big enough pain for you to not try and feel me up.