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hey, this is murphy. i didn't pick up because i don't want to talk to you.
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hey, this is murphy. i didn't pick up because i don't want to talk to you.
A prison ship? That's where you were before coming here?
Hold on, I think I'm waking up my roommate with my typing. [ Damn it, he needs his own room. He starts getting dressed to go for a walk. ] Still here, just moving somewhere else.
Hold on, I think I'm waking up my roommate with my typing. [ Damn it, he needs his own room. He starts getting dressed to go for a walk. ] Still here, just moving somewhere else.
You just told me you came from a prison ship, so pretty damn loud.
Shit... I'm sorry, Murphy. We'll get you and Raven back, I promise.
Shit... I'm sorry, Murphy. We'll get you and Raven back, I promise.
You're with Raven, remember? If the rest of us can't do anything, she'll figure a way out.
It's not over yet. We've survived this long against the odds.
Besides, you're not called a cockroach for nothing.
Besides, you're not called a cockroach for nothing.
[ Fine, if Murphy is going to tell anyone it may as well be Bellamy. It takes a moment for Bellamy to get a response back. ]
they put us in shock collars
they think raven hacked something
so they tortured us trying to get us to get info
i wasnt saying anything so they drug my ass to her
and the last thing i remember is feeling the cold from the nozzle of a gun on my forehead
so i dont know if i am alive or dead
dont u dare tell raven either
or clarke
or anyone
this stays between you and me
they put us in shock collars
they think raven hacked something
so they tortured us trying to get us to get info
i wasnt saying anything so they drug my ass to her
and the last thing i remember is feeling the cold from the nozzle of a gun on my forehead
so i dont know if i am alive or dead
dont u dare tell raven either
or clarke
or anyone
this stays between you and me
[ Murphy, this is not something you tell Bellamy over text. ]
This stays between us if you get out of bed and meet me. Right now.
This stays between us if you get out of bed and meet me. Right now.
I'm already there.
[ Waiting to meet Murphy for his pity party...
Jokes aside, he's ready to meet Murphy and be there for him, as much as Murphy won't want comforting. That's what friends do. Friends don't just try and go back to sleep after being told they had a gun to their head and broke up with someone they love. ]
[ Waiting to meet Murphy for his pity party...
Jokes aside, he's ready to meet Murphy and be there for him, as much as Murphy won't want comforting. That's what friends do. Friends don't just try and go back to sleep after being told they had a gun to their head and broke up with someone they love. ]
[ Murphy has never been with a guy before Jack. It wasn't like he never thought about it. Life just never gave him a chance to actually explore his sexuality. Plus, the guys he did explicitly think about? They would have more fun just beating the shit out of him.
So Murphy has never made an actual attempt beside being a shameless flirt, not before any of this. There was just something about Jack that put Murphy more at ease. It was easier to let him see this other side of Murphy that he really didn't know much about either.
That is both exciting and terrifying.
Murphy goes on autopilot, hands resting on Jack's hips to pull him closer. His nose is pressed up against the side of Jack's, mouth opened just enough to be inviting. Tilts his head so his lips can chase after Jack's. When he feels the absence of lips on his own, Murphy opens his eyes, not even realizing they had been closed. ]
The bedroom, right. [ Whoops. Murphy forget they were making out in the living room. Murphy gets tugged, doesn't give Jack any resistance. Instinctively, Murphy slides his fingers between Jack's. Murphy toes his boots off the moment they both step into Jack's room. Toe to heel, heel to toe. Murphy is bootless by the time Jack drags him down into bed.
Bent legs rest at either side of Jack who is still sitting on the edge of the bed. He cups Jack's cheeks, pulls him closer so Murphy can catch him in a kiss.
So, yeah, Murphy is straddling Jack. ]
So Murphy has never made an actual attempt beside being a shameless flirt, not before any of this. There was just something about Jack that put Murphy more at ease. It was easier to let him see this other side of Murphy that he really didn't know much about either.
That is both exciting and terrifying.
Murphy goes on autopilot, hands resting on Jack's hips to pull him closer. His nose is pressed up against the side of Jack's, mouth opened just enough to be inviting. Tilts his head so his lips can chase after Jack's. When he feels the absence of lips on his own, Murphy opens his eyes, not even realizing they had been closed. ]
The bedroom, right. [ Whoops. Murphy forget they were making out in the living room. Murphy gets tugged, doesn't give Jack any resistance. Instinctively, Murphy slides his fingers between Jack's. Murphy toes his boots off the moment they both step into Jack's room. Toe to heel, heel to toe. Murphy is bootless by the time Jack drags him down into bed.
Bent legs rest at either side of Jack who is still sitting on the edge of the bed. He cups Jack's cheeks, pulls him closer so Murphy can catch him in a kiss.
So, yeah, Murphy is straddling Jack. ]
great
[ Murphy isn't ready for this, he supposes it wouldn't ever be ready. Ironic how it's Bellamy who gets it out of him. Ironic how it's Bellamy who wants to talk to him and probably console him. It's a Bellamy thing to do. Part of Murphy appreciates it, like how he appreciated when he dipped into the other side of the ring. Oh, don't worry, it did piss him off. Sucker punched Bellamy enough times to get that message across, but that didn't mean he ignored Bellamy's attempts at bringing him back into the fold, back to where his family was.
That's something Bellamy doesn't know. Murphy isn't sure if he'll let him in on that secret. ]
Hey. [ It's the first thing he says when Bellamy comes into view. Stops when he's just out of reach. ] Okay so, I'm here.
[ Murphy isn't ready for this, he supposes it wouldn't ever be ready. Ironic how it's Bellamy who gets it out of him. Ironic how it's Bellamy who wants to talk to him and probably console him. It's a Bellamy thing to do. Part of Murphy appreciates it, like how he appreciated when he dipped into the other side of the ring. Oh, don't worry, it did piss him off. Sucker punched Bellamy enough times to get that message across, but that didn't mean he ignored Bellamy's attempts at bringing him back into the fold, back to where his family was.
That's something Bellamy doesn't know. Murphy isn't sure if he'll let him in on that secret. ]
Hey. [ It's the first thing he says when Bellamy comes into view. Stops when he's just out of reach. ] Okay so, I'm here.
[ Bellamy steps towards Murphy until he's within arm's reach, reaching out with his hand to touch his shoulder, and he probably thinks Bellamy is going to initiate a hug with him.
But a hug probably isn't going to make Murphy feel better. And he doesn't know what to say either to make it better. Sorry Emori ended it with you? Sorry you might be dead in the future and it's probably my fault?
Bellamy is silent as he stares at Murphy, then he steps even closer to him, his hand moving to cup the back of Murphy's neck. It's probably a stupid idea thanks to lack of sleep, but maybe this is the best way to comfort him right now, when words or hugs won't work.
So he leans in and kisses him - gently enough that Murphy could easily pull away if he wants to - with no idea how Murphy will react. ]
But a hug probably isn't going to make Murphy feel better. And he doesn't know what to say either to make it better. Sorry Emori ended it with you? Sorry you might be dead in the future and it's probably my fault?
Bellamy is silent as he stares at Murphy, then he steps even closer to him, his hand moving to cup the back of Murphy's neck. It's probably a stupid idea thanks to lack of sleep, but maybe this is the best way to comfort him right now, when words or hugs won't work.
So he leans in and kisses him - gently enough that Murphy could easily pull away if he wants to - with no idea how Murphy will react. ]
[ Murphy was preparing for one of Bellamy's famous motivational speeches, that's why it took him a little bit to get to him. He's got that look in his eyes; a look. One that he's never seen on Bellamy before and it has his own eyes squinting, trying to figure out what his eyes were trying to say.
When Bellamy steps forward, Murphy is almost compelled to take one back. And maybe he would have if it weren't for the fact that Bellamy has his hand settled on the back of his neck. Suddenly his heart is pounding in his chest, Bellamy is leaning in and before Murphy could shoot off at the mouth, Bellamy kisses him.
A soft noise of surprise hum in the back of Murphy's throat. Surprised but has yet to pull away from this intimate moment. He lets it linger for a little longer, trying to remember the feeling of Bellamy's lips on his. ]
When Bellamy steps forward, Murphy is almost compelled to take one back. And maybe he would have if it weren't for the fact that Bellamy has his hand settled on the back of his neck. Suddenly his heart is pounding in his chest, Bellamy is leaning in and before Murphy could shoot off at the mouth, Bellamy kisses him.
A soft noise of surprise hum in the back of Murphy's throat. Surprised but has yet to pull away from this intimate moment. He lets it linger for a little longer, trying to remember the feeling of Bellamy's lips on his. ]
[ jack tends to default to top most of the time he does this, give he's usually the more bossy, demanding party, and usually with strangers that he'll never let this close to him again. Generally, he has a direction in mind before the other person does.
Even when he's feeling like having someone inside him, most encounters start out like this - jack assuming control, guiding, leading - and ends with him riding them more often than not, still controlling the play of it. On the rare, rare occasion, he'll let someone else do the work, still with hands on their thighs, dragging them into him, or huffing out commands next to their ear.
So he thinks nothing of it when he pulls Murphy into his lap. But, there's still plenty of time before pegs go in slots for that arrangment to shift. In the meantime, Jack's hands find Murphy's hips, tugging him in against him close and snug, flush against his chest, meeting Murphy's lips, his own parting to pull him in again. Head tilted to lick deeper inside him, there's something somehow lewd in the way his tongue glides against his. A low, rumbled hum sounds from Jack's chest, clear pleased with this outcome.
Murphy still feels tense in a way, anxious or shy, so, as much as jack would like to grip his ass and tug him to flip him onto the mattress, he holds out on it for now. Instead, a hand slips under the hem of Murphy's shirt, settling at the small of his back, and the other hooks around the back of his neck, careful not to grip, before brushing over the back of his head.
For a long, long several minutes, Jack's content just doing this - kissing him, feeling the silky slide of his lips, the coarse scratch of his beard. Hands roaming over his back, chest, arms and face leisurely, but nothing too alarming as of yet. Eventually, something like ten minute in (he's guessing, hell if he knows), jack pulls back enough he can see murphy's eyes. ]
You good?
Even when he's feeling like having someone inside him, most encounters start out like this - jack assuming control, guiding, leading - and ends with him riding them more often than not, still controlling the play of it. On the rare, rare occasion, he'll let someone else do the work, still with hands on their thighs, dragging them into him, or huffing out commands next to their ear.
So he thinks nothing of it when he pulls Murphy into his lap. But, there's still plenty of time before pegs go in slots for that arrangment to shift. In the meantime, Jack's hands find Murphy's hips, tugging him in against him close and snug, flush against his chest, meeting Murphy's lips, his own parting to pull him in again. Head tilted to lick deeper inside him, there's something somehow lewd in the way his tongue glides against his. A low, rumbled hum sounds from Jack's chest, clear pleased with this outcome.
Murphy still feels tense in a way, anxious or shy, so, as much as jack would like to grip his ass and tug him to flip him onto the mattress, he holds out on it for now. Instead, a hand slips under the hem of Murphy's shirt, settling at the small of his back, and the other hooks around the back of his neck, careful not to grip, before brushing over the back of his head.
For a long, long several minutes, Jack's content just doing this - kissing him, feeling the silky slide of his lips, the coarse scratch of his beard. Hands roaming over his back, chest, arms and face leisurely, but nothing too alarming as of yet. Eventually, something like ten minute in (he's guessing, hell if he knows), jack pulls back enough he can see murphy's eyes. ]
You good?
Edited 2018-10-26 21:26 (UTC)
[ It's funny how surprisingly soft Murphy's lips are. He really thought he knew all there was to know about Murphy until this moment. Bellamy's fingers slide up his nape, threading into the hair at the back of Murphy's head as the kiss lingers...
And then it ends, Bellamy pulling back with a somewhat surprised expression himself - even though he initiated the kiss - like he wasn't expecting to like that so much. His hand returns to his side.
Congratulations Murphy, you're Bellamy's first kiss with a man. Not that gender really matters right now. ]
Feel any better?
And then it ends, Bellamy pulling back with a somewhat surprised expression himself - even though he initiated the kiss - like he wasn't expecting to like that so much. His hand returns to his side.
Congratulations Murphy, you're Bellamy's first kiss with a man. Not that gender really matters right now. ]
Feel any better?
[ Murphy makes a soft sound when Jack pulls him in close, closing in whatever little space they had between each other. He breathes in Jack when they lock lips. Mouth open and inviting, sucking on Jack’s tongue.
Gently, Murphy rocks himself against Jack as though he was trying to get closer to him. He knows Jack is taking things slow. Murphy tries not to think about that because maybe Jack will get bored of this, bored of making out with him. But the sounds rumbling through Jack’s chest at least gives him some relief.
Fingertips are ghosting up the sides of Jack’s arms, up until fingers are able to comb through Jack’s hair. Nails scraping over his scalp.
A soft breath of air leaves his lips when Jack parts from the kiss. Slowly, Murphy inhales and nods his head at Jack’s question. ] Yeah. [ He huffs out a chuckle from his chest. ] I'm good if you're good.
Gently, Murphy rocks himself against Jack as though he was trying to get closer to him. He knows Jack is taking things slow. Murphy tries not to think about that because maybe Jack will get bored of this, bored of making out with him. But the sounds rumbling through Jack’s chest at least gives him some relief.
Fingertips are ghosting up the sides of Jack’s arms, up until fingers are able to comb through Jack’s hair. Nails scraping over his scalp.
A soft breath of air leaves his lips when Jack parts from the kiss. Slowly, Murphy inhales and nods his head at Jack’s question. ] Yeah. [ He huffs out a chuckle from his chest. ] I'm good if you're good.
[ Murphy never really experienced Bellamy being gentle with him. He was damn good at that tough love sort of shit. Bellamy may have meant well but it sure as hell grated on Murphy's nerves. This, what they were doing now, is a side of Bellamy that Murphy often thought about.
He still has his eyes closed when Bellamy pulls back. They only open after a smirk curls his lips. ] Maybe a little better.
He still has his eyes closed when Bellamy pulls back. They only open after a smirk curls his lips. ] Maybe a little better.
[ It's true, Bellamy is damn well good at tough love, but he's also good at being gentle with those who deserve it.
Maybe Murphy deserves it right now. And maybe Bellamy owes him this for all the times he might have been too cruel. ]
Want me to keep going? [ So that 'little' turns into 'a lot'. Probably not the best spot to be doing this outside the elevators, but nobody's around anyway. His hand settles on Murphy's hip. ]
This is what you want, right? [ His stare is challenging, like he's daring Murphy to say otherwise when he knows the way Murphy was watching him when he was stripping at the party the other day. ]
Maybe Murphy deserves it right now. And maybe Bellamy owes him this for all the times he might have been too cruel. ]
Want me to keep going? [ So that 'little' turns into 'a lot'. Probably not the best spot to be doing this outside the elevators, but nobody's around anyway. His hand settles on Murphy's hip. ]
This is what you want, right? [ His stare is challenging, like he's daring Murphy to say otherwise when he knows the way Murphy was watching him when he was stripping at the party the other day. ]
[ Murphy lets out a soft breath. There's was this forbidden kind of feeling that Murphy always had with Bellamy. It's intense, fueled by anger, lust and things Murphy couldn't really comprehend. Slowly, Murphy draws a breath back into his lungs. ]
Do you want to stop [ ,Murphy pitches back to Bellamy. Yes, Murphy wants to keep going. The wolfish looks he had given Bellamy were more than obvious enough. Murphy was easy enough to read, always showing his emotions on his face. ]
Yeah, this is what I want. [ He finally gives Bellamy a definite answer, but not without a contemptuous smile. Murphy gets a little bold, moves his hands beneath the hem of Bellamy's shirt. Fingertips skate up his sides. ]
Do you want to stop [ ,Murphy pitches back to Bellamy. Yes, Murphy wants to keep going. The wolfish looks he had given Bellamy were more than obvious enough. Murphy was easy enough to read, always showing his emotions on his face. ]
Yeah, this is what I want. [ He finally gives Bellamy a definite answer, but not without a contemptuous smile. Murphy gets a little bold, moves his hands beneath the hem of Bellamy's shirt. Fingertips skate up his sides. ]
let me c&p
But confidence is key. Knowing without a shadow of a doubt and projecting that confidence is how you dominate a person. Order them, and do so in such a way that their disobedience simply doesn't seem an option. And if they try to disobey, you scold them. A little pain is fine, but anything more than that is pure fetish.
i said i couldnt do that and then
In which case, what I'd suggest is simple: treat them like you might a servant. Set them tasks, simple but necessary, and in return take care of them, supplying them with both what they need and what they want.
But confidence is key. Knowing without a shadow of a doubt and projecting that confidence is how you dominate a person. Order them, and do so in such a way that their disobedience simply doesn't seem an option. And if they try to disobey, you scold them. A little pain is fine, but anything more than that is pure fetish.
i said i couldnt do that and then
In which case, what I'd suggest is simple: treat them like you might a servant. Set them tasks, simple but necessary, and in return take care of them, supplying them with both what they need and what they want.
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