[ bellamy lifts his head to look at her, smirking. murmuring, ] Never specified that. [ he shifts his shoulders, as if he's shrugging, before he leans forward to slope his mouth against hers firmly. he doesn't linger for long, though, granting her only a small opportunity to even participate before he lifts his head to pick up where he'd interrupted himself. ]
[ at her collarbone, he doesn't sweep back upward toward her neck, placing open-mouthed kisses against her shoulder before he pulls away completely to sit up. bellamy looks at her for a long moment, as if studying her, before his eyes sweep down the length of her. ]
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[ at her collarbone, he doesn't sweep back upward toward her neck, placing open-mouthed kisses against her shoulder before he pulls away completely to sit up. bellamy looks at her for a long moment, as if studying her, before his eyes sweep down the length of her. ]