Bellarke One Shots

It's all the same

Clarke

"Clarke," I felt someone grab my shoulder and shake me gently, "Clarke wake up!"

I opened my eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the dimly lit room.

"Good morning." A deep voice said from beside me. I turned to see Bellamy laying down next to me. His head propped up on his elbow and a goofy grin on his face.

"Morning." I said sweetly. I sat up a little bit and pressed my lips to his softly.

"Did my princess sleep well?" He asked while bringing his hand to my waist.

I smiled as he kissed my neck and nibbled gently on the skin of my collarbone. "Very well. Last night was lots of fun."

"That's good." He smirked before climbing on top of me and kissing my chest.

He left sloppy wet kisses on my chest and his hand moved lower and lower on my waist. I bit my lip in anticipation as his mouth reached right below my belly button.

"Ready for an even better morning?" He looked up and his eyes met mine. I nodded as I closed my eyes and bit my lip.

***

"So what do you have planned for us today?" I asked as I reached up into the cupboard to grab my favourite coffee mug.

I felt Bellamy walk up behind me. He wrapped his hands and arms around my waist and let his head rest on my shoulder. "I was thinking we could stay home and have hot steamy sex all day."

I blushed and felt my lower abdomen tighten. A smile creeped up on to my lips as I shook my head. "As much as I'd like that, I think we need to do something that doesn't involve this house.....or a bed."

"Fine, but let me tell you, that you're missing out." He kissed my neck before walking over to the coffee machine.

"Coffee grinds are in the fridge." I grabbed my mug and closed the cupboard as Bellamy opened the fridge and grabbed the can of coffee grinds.

"I was thinking we could go to the new art gallery they just opened up downtown. Then we could go to the park and get some ice-cream. Sound like a date?" Bellamy walked over to the coffee machine and put the grinds in it. He turned it on and grabbed my mug from me so he could put it underneath it.

"Yeah," I walked over to him and kissed his lips quickly, "sounds perfect."

***

"Good job Bellamy." I said sarcastically as I stormed out of the gallery.

"What?! It wasn't my fault!" He said as he jogged after me.

"You just had to get us kicked out of the gallery right?!" I huffed as I turned my back to Bellamy.

"Oh c'mon Clarke, the guard was asleep. What else was I supposed to do? Leave him alone?" He crossed his arms in front of his chest and pouted his lips at me.

"That's exactly what you're suppose to do." I turned around to face Bellamy. My eyebrows were furrowed and my eyes were hooded with anger. Bellamy gave me an apologetic smile.

God dammit. Why'd he have to be so fucking cute?

"I'm sorry Clarke." He walked closer to me and brought his hand up to my face. His thumb stroked my cheek gingerly.