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Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

Bellamy shifted into a protective mode. Crouching down beside of Clarke, he held the flashlight over her arm. Sure enough, there was a nail sticky in, just below her elbow. It missed the bones of her lower arm and did not pierce through the other side, thankfully. Youre going to be okay, Clarke. I am going to take care of you. I need your help, though. Keep shining the flashlight on the wound while I work. Bellamy paid close attention to Clarke since they had been on the ground. When she worked with the medical supplies, he learned everything he could. First, I have to pull it out. This is going to hurt. The male acted on his instinct and leaned forward, pressing a firm kiss to her lips while pulling the nail out from her arm quickly. Not only did it keep her mind distracted and surprised, but he was acting out of the feelings he held for Clarke. He hoped this would happen today, just not like this. They had much to talk about after it was over. Next, Bellamy grabbed a handful of sterile gauze and cloth, applying direct pressure onto her wounded arm. The male kept pressure until the bleeding ceased. During this time, their eyes remained locked together and he felt the intensity from their kiss still radiating through his body. He grabbed a bottled water from his backpack and was forced to improvise, using this water to rinse and wash the wound as directly as possible until the bottle was empty. The next step was taking some antibiotic cream he found inside her medical supply bag that she carried everywhere and that was applied over the wound. Another sterile bandage was placed over the wound directly followed by the wrapping of medical wrap around her arm. It might not have been the as good of service as Clarke could have given, but she needed his help and it was done. Once the wound was managed, he dropped the bloody cloths to the side and just gazed into Clarkes eyes. He felt like what he was about to do might shock Clarke since everyone saw Bellamy as the bad boy that would never settle down but Clarke changed him. He took the hand of her injured arm and brought the crevice of her elbow towards his lips, pressing them onto the bandage softly as if he were kissing it to make it better. He thought it was a cute thing to do, just hoping she did not think it was too cheesy. After he placed her arm back down, Bellamy continued looking at Clarke, wondering how she was going to respond from the kiss earlier and the kiss that just happened.
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

Clarke breathed a little easier when Bellamy crouched down beside her, turned the flashlight over her arm and spoke. His words were just what she needed to hear at the moment to keep from completely freaking out. She took the flashlight when Bellamy handed her his. She was now really glad that he had been poking around and watching her work with the medical supplies lately. First it had annoyed her a little, but now she was glad for it. His warning while kind, was useless. Clarke knew that it was going to hurt. She was surprised when Bellamy leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers in a firm kiss as he pulled the nail out. The action caused harsh pain to slam through her and she accidentally bit his lip as she cried out from the pain. When he pulled back from the kiss, and continued to clean her wound with gauze and cloth and applied pressure, she winced at the feeling. Clarke was relieved when the bleeding stopped. Their eyes had been locked on each other the whole time, both of them unable to look away from each other even with what was going on. Bellamy grabbed a water bottle and applied water to her wound until the bottle was empty. Then he put antibiotic cream, another sterile bandage on, and some medical wrap on her arm and she finally relaxed a little. Thank you for helping me. For taking care of my arm. For taking care of me, she told him softly. Their eyes were locked on each other once more and when Bellamy reached out and took the hand of her injured arm, she wondered what he was going to do. Clarke was once more filled with surprise as he brought her elbow to his lips and kissed it softly. The action was almost as if he were trying to make it better and it made her smile. Usually Octavia was the only one to get this gentle kind of treatment from Bellamy and seeing this side of him, with his kindness directed towards her, was making Clarke do some rethinking of her previous opinion of him. He placed her arm back at her side a few moments later. Bellamy? She said and moved a little bit closer to him. Kiss me? The words were said softly, but Clarke knew that he had heard them.
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

Clarke need not ask twice. By the time Bellamy heard the word kiss, he was leaning forward to do just that. Their lips had pressed together though Bellamy kept his lips sealed at first. He wanted to memorize the perfect shape of Clarkes lips and compared them to his own. They felt like a perfect mold together. His left hand caressed the right side of Clarkes face, gently stroking the skin with his fingertips. His heartbeat had skipped a few beats already and continued to do so during the kiss. His other hand reached down to take Clarkes, squeezing it gently. Near the end of the kiss, Bellamy allowed his tongue to peek out and rub against the girls lower and upper lips. If she parted her lips and accepted his tongue, then he wrestled with her own tongue in a playful fight for dominance. If she had not opened her mouth, Bellamy was still content with just a simple kiss. Nonetheless, when Bellamy pulled back, he was panting from both the lack of oxygen and the disbelief that Clarke was actually alright with this. They did not start off well but that quickly changed in the first few days. Now, they were practically best friends and led the camp together. They had hardly any time. If Clarke was not helping out with a medical demand, Bellamy was commanded a hunting team or working on the fence or dealing with Grounders. This was not the first time Bellamy thought they were going to kiss. A couple days ago, they were inside the dropship, plotting out the last bit of fence when their hands brushed each other but they did not let go. Sadly, they were interrupted soon by his sister, Octavia. There was no interruption tonight and maybe they should get back quickly but they both needed this time. Clarke, whatever happens between us, I dont want to ignore it. I dont want to go back to camp, pretending like we didnt just kiss. I want you, Clarke. I want you to be mine. All my life, I never thought I would say that about someone but you you have shown me there is more to life than just surviving. You have taught me how to live and enjoy myself and be happy. I want you in my life for a long time, Clarke. I want to hold your hand, kiss you, and fall asleep with you in my arms. I could not be more genuine right now. Bellamy ended his small, quiet speech with one more kiss, showing his true intentions of wanting to have her to himself and wanting to make a commitment to her.
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

Their lips pressed together and Clarke sighed softly. His lips remained closed at first. She felt his left hand caress the right side of her face, as he stroked her skin with his fingertips. It felt wonderful, and the first time anyone had touched her in any sort of intimate way. She leaned into the touch. Their lips were still connected, neither of them ready to move away just yet. Clarke felt Bellamy reach down to take her hand into his, and let him, smiling when he squeezed her hand gently. A few moments later, she felt Bellamy's tongue against her lips. She hesitated for a few moments, but then opened her mouth to let his tongue inside. Their tongues moved against each other's and she let him take control. They ended the kiss and pulled back, both of them needing to catch their breath. Bellamy started to talk and she stayed quiet to listen to what he had to say, which was a lot. Once Clarke was sure he was done speaking, she squeezed his hand that held hers. I want that, too. But if I'm going to trust you, then you can't do the things you used to do. We've only known each other in a friendship way. And I was used to you sleeping around and being with other girls. But if we're gonna do this, you can't see those other girl's anymore. I won't ask for much, but I don't want to share you. I only have two requests. And those requests are that you're faithful, and gentle with me. A blush covered her cheeks. We both know that I'm a virgin. I don't have experience with any of this. You're my first kiss. The first person to touch me in an intimate way like you did when you caressed my face. Clarke sighed and ran a hand over her face, embarrassed. This is so embarrassing. I can't believe that I admitted all of this out loud to you. I'm gonna stop talking and shut up now. Her body had started to shiver from the cold water that had fallen on her. She had goosebumps all over her skin, and her arm ached. Her wet hair was plastered to her neck and the sides of her face. Can you get my bag? I need to see if there's another shirt in there at least. Clarke's teeth started to chatter. Her body and clothes were soaked all the way through. The last thing they needed was for her to develop pneumonia.
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

Bellamy immediately grabbed an extra shirt from Clarkes bag and handed it to her. Meanwhile, he even spared his own jacket and wrapped that around Clarke, too. He was going to take care of the blonde. She was not getting sick on his watch. Once that was finished, Bellamy helped Clarke over to a chair so she was not sitting on the ground. They needed to get moving soon but Bellamy wanted to reassure Clarke of a few things. He crouched down in front of her, grabbing both of her hands, looking into her eyes so she would listen to him and hear him clearly. Clarke, I understand. I want you to know that I will never even look at another girl again. After the first few days, I realized that those girls I slept with at the start, they were not what I wanted. I became close to you and suddenly I was not worried about just having one night of fun or even just worried about physical pleasure. I saw you and I saw a future with you. I saw us conquering the Earth together. I saw us being happy together. I do not want anyone else, I can promise you that. After saying this, Bellamy kissed both of her palms, hoping she believed him. And you shouldnt be embarrassed. I think it is cute. I love knowing that I will be the only guy that has ever kissed you or touched you and I am going to take care of you and be gentle. I know how important this is and I know this isnt something you will do lightly. You meant the world to me, Clarke Griffin. Ive just been waiting to get you alone so I could say something. The last part was said with a smile. That was why he was so eager to get her alone. After this, Bellamy sat beside of her and pulled her into his chest for a hug. This was exactly where he wanted to be and what he wanted. It felt perfect, having the blonde in his arms. Something about it was phenomenal. No matter what happens from here on out, I am going to protect you. Were going to get through everything together. He promised her, pulling back with a smile, deciding to peck one more kiss onto her lips before gauging her reaction either way. Obviously, he was sincere. It was clear through his eyes though the confidence and charm was still there.
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

Thanks, Clarke said when he handed her an extra shirt. She turned her back to him and took her shirt off, careful of her injured arm. It took a little longer to get the dry shirt on but once it was on, she wrung out the wet shirt and put it in the bag where the dry one had been. Thanks Bellamy, she said again when he offered her his jacket and wrapped it around her. You're quite the Florence Nightingale, Clarke teased. He helped her over to a chair and she sat down to rest for a moment. She watched as he crouched down in front of her, took her hands and looked into her eyes. His actions let her know that he was about to be serious, and she waited to see what he had to say. Clarke was surprised and warmed by his words. She knew that Bellamy was capable of such love and kindness, and had seen it directed at his sister mainly. But the point was that she had known he was capable of it. He kissed both of her palms and she found the action sweet. He continued to talk and his words meant the world to her. A few moments later, Clarke saw him sit down beside her and felt him pull her against his chest for a hug. She let her head rest on his chest as the two of them sat there in silence. Bellamy spoke again, and she listened and nodded at his words. When he pulled back, she let out a sound of protest, that broke off when he kissed her again. When the kiss ended, Clarke put her head back against his chest. What you just said, all of it? I want that. I wanna help take care of our friends, find new ways to live off the land, make it so that we can all live here for a long time. I want the things you've seen for us. Being happy together, conquering the Earth. You being the only man who's ever made me have those kind of feelings. Both the romantic and the sexual kind. As for the you taking care of me part. That goes both ways. If we're going to do this, we need to be partners. I need you to let me take care of you sometimes. After a few moments, Clarke reluctantly pulled away. We need to take those guns that fell out of the container and bring them back to camp. She sighed. We've been gone too long. The other's are probably worried about what's happened to us.
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

She felt Bellamy grab her hand and grinned at his words before he kissed her once more and she kissed him back happily. When they pulled back again and he spoke, she smiled at him. They put all the guns in the backpack and Clarke wrapped as many of the blankets as she could over each of her arms, wanting to bring back as many for them all as she could. Bellamy started to talk again, and a frown covered her face. I don't think that's... Clarke started to say, when Bellamy said that he wanted to teach her how to use a gun. Okay, she agreed when he said that he'd rest easier once she knew how to use one. But I still don't like them, she said wanting to make it clear. A sudden noise grabbed their attention and Clarke tensed beside Bellamy, expecting a grounder to attack. Before either she or Bellamy could make a move, a familiar voice rang out that had her looking around to spot the owner. There was the sound of a gun being cocked and Clarke knew that it was Dax. She suddenly felt Bellamy's hand on her waist, moving her behind him as if to shield her, and her head whipped around to the man who stood before them. Bellamy started to speak, and she quickly peeked her head around his body a moment later, to keep the gun in sight. Bellamy, what...? Clarke asked when he suddenly pushed her to the ground. She heard Dax's weapon go off, and then Bellamy's, too. It all happened so fast. Dax was hit twice in the chest and dropped. Bellamy! She shouted when he fell to the ground, too. Bellamy! Talk to me! Clarke commanded him as she moved over to him to check him. She saw him clutch his shoulder and quickly grabbed her bag. A few moments later, she took out bandages, tweezers, water and other supplies. She stepped away from Bellamy to start a small fire, and ran the tweezers through it, sterilizing it with the fire. Then she walked back over to Bellamy, handed him a rolled up cloth to stick in his mouth if he wanted. She pushed up the sleeve of his shirt. This is going to hurt. Clarke said, repeating his words from when he'd pulled the nail out of her arm. She took and then released a quick breath and then used the tweezers to forcibly remove the bullet from Bellamy's arm. The tweezers dug into his skin, and she used the hand that didn't have the tweezers to grab another towel to mop up the blood that spilled from the wound.
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

After agonizing over the wound for a few seconds, Bellamy looked towards Clarke when she called his name. Clarke? Are you alright? Are you hurt? Even though he was the party that had gotten shot, his first conscious thought was making sure that Clarke was alright, not himself. Yet again, he was showing his true colors and his desire to be with Clarke and protect her. It took some time before his wound was bandaged by the blonde. When the male was finally ready, Bellamy suggested they needed to leave now. Lets try and get back to camp before anything else happens. The dark-haired male murmured before sitting upright and standing up. The wound was superficial and could have been much worse. Bellamy would live but would have pain. It certainly was worth pushing Clarke out the way and using that split second to focus on her rather than Dax. He still lugged the massive backpack and the couple walked through the forest going back to camp. Their relationship would be the talk of the camp but Bellamy had no intention of hiding her or pretending like this did not happen. I yearn for one day where we can just relax and do nothing. Maybe we can be safe enough to do that soon. Were always so busy doing something in camp. I want to spend more time with you. Bellamy mused, hoping that Clarke would like the same thing. The likelihood of a day without anything to do was so low, however. When they arrived back at camp, something was wrong. Everyone had a headache and were acting like they just consumed bottles upon bottles of alcohol. Bellamy glanced down at the ground, seeing various nuts on the ground around camp. Jobi nuts. We ran into these earlier. They cause hallucinations and some drunken state. Bellamy mused again before hearing his name called by Miller. Bellamy wanted Miller to specifically watch over the Grounder but the look on his face showed something negative. Bellamy I-Im sorry but the Grounder is missing. Nobody knew what happened. Everyone was hallucinating and then he was gone when we recovered. Bellamy felt his breath hitch in his throat again. This was a disaster. He wondered if Octavia had anything to do with it. Okay. I hope youre not too hungover. Get yourself together and break off into a few groups of three or four people. Set up around the camp and on the walls. Keep watch close tonight. I dont know if that Grounder has exposed us or not already. Then, Miller left the area but Bellamy tried to not let the ordeal get to him. We have all these blankets and guns to attend to. I bet Raven can help us decide if the bullets are duds or not. Lets get everything into the dropship, unload everything, and figure out what we can use. He spoke softly, looking down at Clarke.
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

That's a good idea, Clarke immediately agreed. Between her nail in the arm and his shot in the shoulder, they should get back before something worse happened to either of them. Bellamy went to stand up and she quickly helped him, not wanting him to aggravate his injury. As they walked, her mind raced a mile a minute. The sight of Dax attacking them, of Bellamy protecting her and getting shot because of it... Clarke suddenly stopped walking. She turned Bellamy to face her, lifted both of her hands to cup his face, and kissed his lips gently. The kiss was short and she ended it a few moments later. Thank you for saving me. Though I'm sorry you got hurt. Her eyes were locked on his as she spoke, making sure that he understood how serious she was. Bellamy talked about the two of them being able to spend more time together and she nodded. I'd like that, too. But for now the only time that we'll probably have is at night when the other's are asleep. They got back to camp and Clarke looked around at their friends, her expression surprised and concerned. When Bellamy explained about the Jobi nuts, she nodded. It's a good thing we didn't touch any. Her head jerked in the direction of a voice that called Bellamy's name. She listened as Miller explained about the grounder getting away. Bellamy gave Miller orders and when he left, Clarke turned to Bellamy. What about Octavia? I don't see her anywhere.. Her words trailed off as suddenly the person they were talking about, came running to the camp. Bell! Where the hell have you been? You guys have been gone for hours! Octavia said and she threw her arms around her brother, hugging him tightly. Only to quickly release him at the sight of his damaged shoulder. What the hell? Bellamy, what happened? There was a worried look on her face as she looked him over, and then turned her attention to Clarke, and then back to her brother. What's with the bandages? Did you guys get attacked?
Thread: RP: The 100: Gravitational Pull: randomname98766789 and greenandgold

Bellamy glanced towards his sister and nodded his head. Yes, we were attacked. We were attacked by one of our own, though. Dax got an offer from Commander Shumway to kill me so Id keep quiet about him helping me shoot Jaha to get on board the drop ship in the first place. He shot me in the shoulder but I shot him in the chest. He wont be an issue any longer. Bellamy had already told both Octavia and Clarke what he did to get onto the drop ship. It haunted him for the longest time, thinking he killed someone. Thankfully, Jaha was not dead but he figured when the drop ship landed with the Council members, Bellamy was as good as dead. So, he hugged Octavia in return before releasing her soon after. Kane told Clarke about some old emergency aid depot. We found a good supply of guns and blankets. Well have to see what bullets are duds and what guns are functional. I know not everyone likes having guns around the camp but we will only use them if absolutely necessary. He stated confidently because Clarke influenced him. At first, he was all for the idea of having the guns out and ready at all times But Clarke did not like guns. Therefore, it was easier for Bellamy to talk himself out of that and only bring them out when truly necessary. Octavia the grounder is missing. Do you know anything about it? He asked casually since she was acting perfectly fine while others were dealing with the effects of the nuts. After asking that and getting an answer, regardless of what it was, he had to turn to Clarke. I think we should take another look at your wound, replace the bandage with we have more supplies here at the drop ship. Bellamy stated, unwrapping the wound again before finding more cream to be rubbed onto the wound along with other medicinal remedies. Even with Octavia standing in the drop ship and watching them, Bellamy fixed Clarkes arm as best as he could and after wrapping it again, better than before, he pressed a kiss to her arm again. He knew this might confuse Octavia but Bellamy felt it was necessary to kiss her injury again. She seemed to enjoy it when he did that the first time. Youre going to be fine. He murmured, letting his lips touch the palm of her hand before relasing it and turning to work on the guns.