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

Bellamy had found a place for both him and Clarke to sit, side by side during the wild celebrating teenagers. Clarke would have no idea the thoughts going through the older males head, how he was already submitting himself to her completely. Hell, he would have already said yes to marriage as insane as that sounded, but he was only intoxicated the past few hours so all the others made up for it. He was falling in love with Clarke dramatically at a fast rate. Love at first sight did exist. Her laughing, giggling encouraged him along with the alcohol levels in his system to be touchy. He ravished her face in kisses, she laughed but her face turned so red, she would do little things to let him know she was getting turned on. He could tell by her reactions, her breathing, even the way she hiccuped and let out soft breaths masked as soft moans. She could just laugh and fall into him, chills running down her body which was burning up. You know what? I really love your hair Then he started letting his fingers comb through her tousled hair, messaging and playing with it, his hands worked into her scalp and it gave her long brief moments of relief, it calmed her. He knew this. His kisses to her neck made her give out heavy hard breaths but she would try to cover them up with a laugh. She was mixed between slap happy and arousal. She pulled away and his eyes lit up watching her as she basically stumbled and fell right back into his arms making him fall back, they both laughed. Shit.I can do this.I can stand. She mumbled making him hold back laughter, she tried to push off him and he helped, she whined she could have done it, but only in a playful way. The music was on repeat but only did Clarke start paying attention, she could pin point some names of the old songs from bored researching. A small crowd started gathering, dancing, somehow people were throwing cups and bottles. Luckily no one was getting smacked in the head or hurt. Elsewhere there was actual balloons, where in the hell did those come from? They lit up every time someone hit them. Someone hit it toward Clarke, she jumped up serving it like a volleyball, stumbling back as Bellamy caught her. There were a few idiotic teens who had climbed in the trees, they were screaming and cheering. videoyoutube As the music started, Clarke could start to feel the beat. She started slowly moving her body, at first just jumping slightly throwing her hands out as she half sung the lyrics only knowing certain parts. Others males started catching notice, as did some other girls, Bellamy stayed close, so damn close like a body guard. Clarke would fall into him trying to keep balance. As the chorus broke out, she took a small breather leaning into Bellamy and bent down rolling up her cargo pants to her knees, and rolling up her sleeves of her shirt. She was burning up. She tied her shirt turning it into a belly shirt, exposing her stomach. She started dancing, enjoying the cool air against her legs, arms and stomach. The middle part of the song playing and everybody was shouting the chant that was in the song. EVERYBODY TAKE IT OFF!!!! RIGHT NOW, TAKE IT OFF, RIGHT NOW. Plenty of prisoners started undressing, some just taking off certain articles of clothing, quite a few teens decided to show their goods, making more cheers from the men. Bellamy sister would be one of the girls to undress, but just down to her bra and panties. Bellamy was eyeing everybody, trying to make sure no one touched her but he got distracted as Clarke was jumping and then started dancing against him, or adorably trying to. Her back to his front as she danced, pushing against him. She got more and more into it, proving she had that side all females had. He had seen it so many times with his sister, just he had never seen it with so many hormones like tonight. Bellamy pushed back, holding her to him letting her dance against him. She leaned up sloppily making out with him, pushing all her weight into him, he kept them from falling.