[ pausing for a moment once she touches him, he eases back into refusing to touch her in the manner she wants. trying to split his attention between his own venture and where her hands may glide, bellamy finds he shivers, just a little, at the touch of her hands on his arms. he expects it while he also doesn't quite anticipate it at all. not quite knowing what she intends to do next, bellamy finds he's on edge, but, for once, he doesn't feel as though he's in danger. it's not as sharp as it used to be, but much warmer and welcome. ]
[ he can't help but smile widely at the sound of her laugh, pressing it against her skin. he shakes his head. ] No. [ his voice may as well be smoke, given he doesn't even try to make himself heard to her as he lifts his head to only begin again, retracing his steps with kisses along the base of her throat. ]
[ moving to the other side of her neck, he begins to slowly climb the length of it, but stops near where her pulse is. sucking on the skin there for a moment, he murmurs with a knowing smile, ] It's just Bellamy.
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[ he can't help but smile widely at the sound of her laugh, pressing it against her skin. he shakes his head. ] No. [ his voice may as well be smoke, given he doesn't even try to make himself heard to her as he lifts his head to only begin again, retracing his steps with kisses along the base of her throat. ]
[ moving to the other side of her neck, he begins to slowly climb the length of it, but stops near where her pulse is. sucking on the skin there for a moment, he murmurs with a knowing smile, ] It's just Bellamy.