Thread: RP: The 100: May We Meet Again: One-on-One with Horror_Show

Things hadnt gotten a little wild and during the happy chaos of everyone partying and having a good time, the two young lovers started to get a little too heated to be in the public eye, though that didnt mean other prisoners were not making out or doing other more provocative things right out in the open or in different areas around the campsite. By the time the two had gotten a good distance away deeper into the forest, behind a huge tree that had been alive for decades. Soon as they were out of the eye of the others, she laughed out and pulled him down against her as they started making out. Her kisses were now eager, a little sloppy as she was intoxicated, but it was adorable to see her trying too hard, how bad she wanted him. She was already sweating, her heart and blood racing. At this point the both was smashed. She clumsily reached for the hem of her shirt, it had unrolled and fallen back down over her stomach. Just as she was about to he grabbed her wrists, stopping her as she peered up at him, confused and startled. It was then that her eyes watered just a little bit, not that she wasnt an overly emotional person but the alcohol made it even more evident. Her breathing started picking back up but she kept it steady. No, dont worry Clarke. Trust me, I want that as bad as you do, but I want to have our first time making love together to be when were sober and under a more romantic setting. I want it to be special. I dont want to just have sex. You dont have to do this for me tonight. Instead, Id rather touch you. Correct me if Im wrong, but I think youve never done anything before. As a matter of fact, I would guess that this was your first kiss, too. Clarke let out a large sigh of relief in a goofy smile, still slightly adverting her eyes at the bark of the tree in the night, the fires at the camp gave off a distant warm glow that flickered, you could see the fire sparks dancing off into the sky. Her chest still falling and rising underneath him, she nodded, feeling ashamed, all she had done was masturbate. That was only a handful of small times. Thats a good thing, Clarke. Im happy to know that your body is sacred to me. But I also realize that its a big step for you and I want to walk you through everything. You have nothing to feel insecure about. I am right where I want to be and need to be. I never want to have another night, or day, without you in my arms. I dont want to overwhelm you on your first time. The only thing I need right now is for you to trust me and let me do all the work. Besides, we can have just as much fun with our clothes on as we can with them off. She looked back up at him, to see his eyes, they were dark but alive, lit up not just from being drunk but something much deeper. She had this gorgeous bad ass so to speak wanting to settle down with her, in the back of her mind she was scared maybe this was all an act to get in her pants but he wouldnt have wasted his time, right? Any girl among the prisoners would have slept with him like the others. He pulled her up by her wrist, putting himself in front, her back to his chest as he was on his side. She breathed out licking her lips, tasting his saliva and her own. Bellamy would find that she was moist, moist wasnt even a good description. Not only was everypart of her body sweating from the intoxication and activity from before, her sex was oozing with its own thick nectar. It was cover his fingers as soon as he felt her lips which were swollen. The alcohol would make their senses a little more heightened. She gasped out pushing harder into his chest, Now, just relax. Kiss me. Close your eyes. Focus on how this feels. Take it slow. Tell me if you get too overwhelmed and I will stop. His voice was sexy but compassionate. She tried to relax and her body slumped down closer to his head as her breath quivered. She felt him gently using his fingers to press on her little nub, rubbing circles, it made her ache and shift against him. She had her head turned back as he was angled over to kiss her, her moans were loud and muffled. The alcohol preventing her from being shy with her vocals. Bellamy would know these sensations were new but he would also know she was extremely fucking aroused because of him. He was almost certain, no girl had ever been this wet, even during partying before, and it would make him smile in the back of his mind, she was adorable and so innocent. It was like if some obsessed fan got to meet the celebrity of their dreams but in this case, it was happening. She kissed him, trying to focus on his kiss even though the stimulation below felt amazing. She couldnt help slightly moving her body. She would feel him move his fingers lower, exploring her. His hand would be coated in her fluids just from what access he had. She kissed him harder, sucking his tongue before letting go, letting out a soft breath, while gazing weakly into his eyes.