[ he thinks to pull out of her grip to continue his descent, but with her legs tight around him, bellamy takes it as an invitation to remain where he is instead. it doesn't last long, though, easily following the pull of her hands as he looks up at her, eyes dark and gaze hooded. he remains quiet for a moment, hovering over her. ]
[ his voice is soft and his tone warm when he smiles, ] Raven.
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[ his voice is soft and his tone warm when he smiles, ] Raven.