[It's just so surprising that his spontaneous laugh doesn't turn into the trigger that makes her lose the game. She grabs onto the bed sheets tighter, just to resist touching him, because the truth is that's what his laughter always makes her want to do.
Touch him, make sure this laughing creature that's kissing her senseless is Bellamy, and that this is real. She bites on his lower lip instead, and licks along the faint marks her teeth make right afterwards. She can last a few more seconds.
She's learned, after all, that she doesn't need to hold onto him all the time just to make sure he doesn't float away. But it doesn't mean she doesn't still want to hold on.]
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Touch him, make sure this laughing creature that's kissing her senseless is Bellamy, and that this is real. She bites on his lower lip instead, and licks along the faint marks her teeth make right afterwards. She can last a few more seconds.
She's learned, after all, that she doesn't need to hold onto him all the time just to make sure he doesn't float away. But it doesn't mean she doesn't still want to hold on.]