She wasn't even supposed to be on the dropship going down to Earth.
As the youngest zero-g mechanic on the ark (as well as an engineer but she wouldn't dare speak of it in Raven's presence), Althena Chen was tasked-along with other senior mechanics...
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He pressed his lips against her, ever so softly.
It was hesitant, careful. For a second, Bellamy doubted. Had he made a mistake? he thought. But when she kissed back, Bellamy Blake was set aflame.
He pulled her impossibly close, her body tightly against his. She relaxed into his body, hands tangling themselves around his curls. They both tasted like blood yet they didn't care. Thena let out a soft sigh against his lips which Bellamy used to deepen his kiss.
She was the air that he never knew he desperately longed for.
She consumed his every being. And Bellamy couldn't get enough.
Bellamy trailed his hands, leaving her shivering in his wake, eventually resting themselves on the curve of her waist. In her 19 years of living, Thena had never let a boy kiss her, touch her in the way Bellamy is. Every touch, every kiss, left her feeling dazed, her head spinning like she was back in space.
She saw galaxies in her eyes and tasted the stars on her tongue. And Thena couldn't get enough.
With their breaths intermingled and hearts thundering, they pulled away every so slightly, eyes still closed, seemingly burning the sensations in their memories.
Bellamy stroked her cheek with his thumbs as he opened his eyes. He couldn't believe the angel in front of him—No—the goddess, his goddess, that descended from Mount Olympus to walk amongst mortals. He couldn't believe that out of all the people, she chose him: a criminal, a murderer, a man who did unforgivable things, a man who doesn't deserve her.
Bellamy never believed in miracles, but as their foreheads were touching, her taste lingering on Bellamy's lips, he did.
"Let's go home," she whispered against his lips.
Bellamy Blake was utterly enraptured by her. He was hers completely. And he knows now, that wherever she goes, he will always follow.
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They walked silently side-by-side back towards the camp, guns strapped to their shoulders. Only the moonlight guided them on the journey.
From the distance, Thena could see the orange glow of the torches. Bellamy slowed to a stop beside her.
He looked at the camp once, and then towards Thena. Worry, she read in his eyes.
Wordlessly, she slipped her hand in his, pressing once.
It'll be okay.
With Thena by his side, he could face anything. He turned back towards the camp.
