Thread: RP: The 100: Return To Earth (greenandgold x randomname98766789)

Jason woke up trembling in the middle of the night. However, no nightmare had plagued his mind. Nothing had happened intrinsically. Blue eyes shot wide open and caught Clarkes gorgeous body against his own, his orbs landing on her face. She was not asleep. Something bothered her, Jason could tell. Their love was so strong and their connection was so intimate that Jason woke from his slumber when Clarke was afflicted with an inability to sleep. Turning onto his side and facing the girl of his dreams, Jason found himself breathless when his eyes locked onto hers. Cant sleep? The young man whispered quietly, reaching down for another kiss. Fine. I wont sleep if you cant sleep. We can just rest and cuddle. Jason suggested, arms wrapping tighter around her body before remembering something. Propping up onto his elbows, Jason found his backpack and removed a small piece of paper, handing it to Clarke. It was one of her drawings. The night he was arrested inside her room, Clarke gifted him a drawing of Earth with blooming trees, lush grass, and a beautiful lake. The drawing was perfect. I kept this in my pocket at all times. He mused, looking down into Clarkes eyes again. He loved when she drew something for him and after his arrest, this paper was the only physical memory of Clarke. I was so scared I would never see you again. He admitted, thankful to share this intimate moment with Clarke. ---------------------------- Before the kiss, Bellamy looked almost hurt Octavia would say something like that. O, dont you dare say that about yourself. It is not your fault that Mom was floated. It is not your fault. If you were not born, I would not have a life. You are my life, Octavia. Thats not something negative. I love you, Octavia. I cant picture my life without you. Youre my sister and I will always love you. If I had the chance to change everything, I would not change it. I am not the same without you. I remember how happy I was when Mom told me I was getting a baby sister. The greatest day of my life was the day you were born. If Octavia took nothing else away from their interaction, Bellamy wanted Octavia to know that he loved her and did not blame her for anything. She should not blame herself. The most shocking thing was not something Octavia said. Time moved in slow motion when the brunette leaned forward and connected their lips. Unsure how to respond, Bellamy watched Octavia hobble away from him and towards their old living quarters. Seconds later, he reached their old room and inhaled sharply before pushing the door open. Without a word, Bellamy approached his sister and placed both hands onto her face, tilting her head backwards and yanking her close, covering her mouth with his own to start a hungry kiss. This kiss was much more passionate than the first. Bellamy closed his eyes, focusing on the warmth of her mouth and how her lips caressed his own. Their lips fit together perfectly, almost like they were made for one another. Tentatively, Bellamy prodded at her lips with his tongue, hoping to find access inside her mouth and take this kiss onto a new level. His rough hands continued touching her soft face, nothing else in the world even mattering to the older male right now. Only Octavia was important.