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

Clarke was still wading through the fading waves of her orgasm. Her word only received back the same response. Bellamy let his free hand go to her heart and nodded, but he took it further leaned down kissing it, it didnt matter she had her shirt on, it still meant the word as he repeated it looking at her slowly. Yours. He pulled back, slowly removing his hand from her pants. It was covered, he leaned back on his back legs, licking up every bit. Clarke just watched him in a daze, smiling, almost still embarrassed but it was cute. Most of the time after any sexual act people would go clean up, with the flings Bellamy did that was the case unless he passed out, but not yet, thats not how this would go, not with her.she deserved so much. I had so much fun tonight, Clarke. I hope you did, too. Just know that our fun will continue growing after tonight. The smile he gave was breathtaking, she was still trying to catch back her normal breathing. She nodded just before he gave her one last passionate kiss, this was more passionate and tender than it was lustful. Bellamy turned her to face him and gave her his arm to sleep on, keeping her face near. His hand draped over her waist. Clarke had already fallen asleep from over exertion and the alcohol. As the early morning turned into later, the party died down. The music stopped, the fires burnt out and everyone was passed out somewhere either alone, or with another person or several. The sun was just starting to peak out. Bellamy would have the perfect dream, of them both together, of everything being the ideal fairy tale down here. It wouldnt be too far from it but it would be at a cost, sacrifices would be made to make him dreams come true. Clarke wouldnt necessarily dream as Bellamy did, she just had different visions and memories, all leading somehow to this new light, him. Bellamy, what the hell! Octavia hadnt even gone to sleep she had spent the night making out with quite a few people and just a little more but was smart enough to get away before she did anything she and her brother would regret. She was young, gorgeous, but she was smart and wasnt like the other young girls that just wanted to waste their time. Not that she didnt party but not to the extent Bellamy probably feared. She stumbled, tired through the campgrounds trying to find her brother. She wanted to talk to him, she had a feeling she would see him with an assortment of women. She didnt mind, that was also because she had never expected him to settle down. That was how he was, he had other priorities and it always involved her safety. She found him curled up with Clarke Griffin and it blew her mind, she was hurt. She wanted to smack him but just yelled. What are you doing with Clarke Griffin? You know shes the daughter of Abby Griffin, a council member. Her mother is one of the reasons that I was arrested, that Mom was floated! Her brother stirred and he would already sense in his slowly waking mind what was happening, his younger sibling was freaking out. He was happy she was alright and had found him regardless. He was worried about Clarke, who had a hard time opening her eyes but managed too, she heard Octavia, her stomach got that bad gut feeling, which made her feel sick. Clarke didnt even have time to think as Bellamy pulled her against him, cradling her in a warm strong hug. Her head buried into the crook of his neck. She heard him beg her not to start. Octavia rolled her eyes, clearly pissed and hurt. Whatever, Bell. Fucking bullshit!!! She cried in a yell and rolled her eyes, walking away. Clarke breathed out, and she felt Bellamy messaging her back, felt him kiss her head. Everything to keep her relaxed and from freaking out. It worked as he felt her tense body melt into his. She looked up at Bellamy, her eyes red. Her head felt funny, it didnt pound but she was lightheaded, her body now cold. She shivered and felt Bellamy comment on what happened, noting her condition with a cute muse. He put his warm arms underneath her shirt, locking his arms around her, half pulling her onto him in a bear hug, letting her sleep on his chest. He was so warm, so comforting, she was already fading back to sleep and he knew it. He would be thankful he brought her so much security. Hours later, it least by three or four Clarke woke up. Bellamy was still asleep, or half asleep as he looked down knowing she was waking up. They were still in each others arms, but now Bellamy back was propped against the big tree, with her in his lap hoisted up so her head was still buried into his neck. He switched positioned an hour or so earlier to let her get better sleep off the ground, to keep her head leveled. Morning princess. She felt him once again, his lips kiss her forehead, his lips lingered. She made noises and adjusted herself, but it only put her against him even more which made him smirk. Her head felt funny, her stomach empty. She could hear the rustling of others back at the campground but the best thing was the sounds of nature. A cool breeze blew, but the sky above the canopy was a weird stormy gray. The air was sweet as the winds was picking up. It was possibly going to storm which was making the temperature go higher. It was beautiful.