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

It only took seconds before his rough hot lips met hers, there was no tongue, it was just pressing but it felt different, foreign but so inviting. Her mind was a ticking time bomb but the countdown was far from zero. Her eyes stayed opened as weird as it may have looked, she just wanted to see him and was in complete awe. When he pulled away, she didnt even realize how badly she was rapidly breathing, her body shaking. She didnt know if she should lean in for another kiss or run but her mind told her she would rather collapse in a mess than run. You already make me happy. She made him happy? Her mind while being buzzed but still quite coherent tried to analyze that, before anything else could happen the redheaded girl returned with two other young females, a blonde and brunette, they all looked like they could have been models, they were young and fresh and they knew it. Clarke didnt personally know the girls but the prisoners would rarely let out of their room for anything. Vanessa was the name of the redheaded girl, her beautiful dark red head cascaded down to her shoulders, she bounced with a seductive gleam in her eyes as she called out to Bellamy with the other girls right behind her on either side, as if they were some trio. She offered him another opportunity to be with him. Already Clarke wasnt even panicking, but felt her stomach drop, felt self-doubt kick in. She had never ever had to deal with these types of situations, even while in school. She always ignored any type of out casting or judgement, she didnt care, now for the first time ever, she did. Why did it fucking matter anyway. She exhaled and looked away, wanting to possible walk in the opposite direction, but hadnt noticed his hand was locked into hers. She felt him squeeze it hard. She wasnt totally sure she heard him getting shitty with the girls. Her mind was pulled away from her consuming thoughts, she was being pushed to the ground, not pushed as he was laying her down with his own strength. It wasnt that her back touched the ground, his lips crushed against hers, out of shock her mouth opened giving him access to explore, to make out with her. She closed her eyes, letting him do most of the work, just stunned and captivated by the moment. The three girls looked disappointed and annoyed, the other two left but Vanessa was glaring at them, she had already started the seed, she wasnt giving up until she won. Shed be damned if some high up worthless blonde was going to get him all to herself. Bellamy pulled away, just enough to make their lips part. Clarke breathed out, he could take she was in shock, but savoring it. He leaned back down giving her more, this time she made the weakest effort to kiss back but it still felt amazing, he knew how to kiss, did he know that was her first kiss? He pulled up, helping her sit up as they were both pressed against the rock, his shoulder around her neck, making her lean into his chest. She gladly took it, resting, trying to reel back from everything, her head was hot from the alcohol. She closed her eyes, taking in his scent, his warmth, was this lust, it was, more right? I really love the way your lips feel. And when I kissed you, I have never felt happier. She breathed out but in a smile, her eyes opening to peer up at his gorgeous smile. She was slowly relaxing, even if just a little, it was a start. She felt him squeeze her tighter against him and she loved it, she wanted more but didnt know what or how to ask for it, she was so new at all of this. Your fucking gorgeous. She said, it kind of came out randomly, he would stare down at her maybe even a little surprised himself. She licked her lips, as if wondering if she should have said that out loud, he had heard it so many times, so many compliments from women but for some reason, it meant something now. She was like a little kid having a crush on a grown up. Am I.? He teased knowing damn well he was but it felt good to tease her, he loved it. She bit her lip laughing, hiding her face in his chest, it was adorable. His head would lean on her head, as the cool air blew he would get a whiff of her smell. She pulled away just a little and went for another bottle as the other one had fallen over. She saw him watch her curiously, he knew she was drinking for a couple of reasons, to deal with her emotions, to deal with her emotions for him. She fumbled trying to get it open and he did it with his free hand, watching the bottle steam. They both stared at it. He wasnt going to stop her. She looked up at him and he took the bottle and chugged some of it, and gave it to her to finish. She grinned and downed all of it, coughing out, but it didnt taste as bad since she was already somewhat drunk. They were laughing. They were on the fourth bottle of the pack. She was going to grab for another but he grabbed her hands, pulling her closer to him. Easypace yourself or your get sick.thats not fun. He said into her head.