There was a foot pressed into my side, and when I opened my eyes I saw Clarke had moved to be scrunched into the side of my body with her face resting on my chest. People were still shouting and drinking, and the other clan had joined in now from what I heard. The sun wasn't in the sky any more, and a slight chill wrapped around me. I shook Clarke around until she woke up. Her eyes were unfocused as I sat her up and pulled her into my lap. Her legs wrapped around me and her head rested on my shoulder. "What's going on?" Her voice was tired and I rubbed her back in circles. "Everyone is here. We have obligations to start planning our war." Her hand tightened on my shirt. "It's late why can't we do it tomorrow. I'm so tired." She whispered. I laughed. "It's just formal. We can come right back to bed after we greet our followers." She groaned but pulled herself from me and pulled on the shorts she had stripped sometime in the night. I crawled down out of our cave and walked next to the fire where my two seconds were drinking. "I need you guys to get everyone together, we are pulling an announcement together. Ten minutes." I walked away then and grabbed D by the arm and drug him up a natural ledge where we would shout from. Clarke joined us and sat down, letting her legs dip over the side. People gathered under us and went silent. I cleared my throat. "We started planning our war almost three years ago. We started as ten people but now we reach almost a thousand. Our numbers are great, our strategy is better, and our war will be won." I paused and looked over at Clarke. "For now, we rest and become reacquainted with each other. Feed and drink like it's your last day. Remember, death isn't the end my friends, it's only the begining! Death before dishonor!" My words started an uproar and drinks were passed around. D patted me on the shoulder with a smile and jumped down onto one of the warriors with a cry. "Let's go back to bed puppy." I took Clarkes hand and led her through the crowd towards our side cave, pushing her up before me and settling down on the furs. Her eyes were large as she looked down at me on my back.
"Do you think we can actually win?" Her hands drug up my stomach. I went to sit up before she pushed me back down by my chest, stripped her shorts and strattled me. "We can. We will. We are the most skilled warriors of our time." I wrapped my hands around her hips when she arched her back and splayed her hands over my chest. "And if we can't? What will happen to us?" She rocked her hips against mine and I arched up so she could get more friction. "We will. Or we will di-" Her hand traced the outside of my breasts and she let out a breathy moan. My words were caught in my throat as she unwound the cloth that bound my breasts to me. "Are you ok with this?" She stopped suddenly, electing a groan from me. I nodded violently and ripped the rest of the bindings off and brought her down to my chest. Her mouth traced my nipple, not touching but enough to make my back arch off the furs. "Don't make me beg." She smiled against my skin but continued to keep her mouth away from where I wanted it. I growled and flipped us over so she laid out on her back. She giggled, but cut it short when I ran my hands down her body and gripped her hips hard enough to bruse. I wanted to mark her as mine, claim the woman I barely knew and have her wear my marks. I leaned down over her, nuzzling into her neck and suckling at the skin until it bloomed purple. I did it several more times on her neck before I moved down her chest and took a nipple into my mouth. Her body jerked against me and she moaned quietly into my ear. I released from her chest with a pop, the skin that had been under my mouth was now purple. "Everyone will know if - ah - if you keep marking me." Her breathing was short and the moans she let slip through where angelic. I laughed, and licked a line down to the hair that rested at the apex of her thighs. The curls tickled at my chin as I sucked another dark mark there. I let go and dipped my tongue through her folds, electing a gasp from her, and when I pulled her clit into my mouth she screamed my name loud enough for the guys down in the main cave to cheer me on. Her body convulsed around me and I roughly shoved two fingers into her. Nails scratched at my back drawing blood and I sped up until she shook around me, her walls clenching and unclenching around my fingers as she blew through through a rough orgasim. Her body twitched wildly as I brought her into my lap and pushed her hair to the side, admiring the dark marks that told everyone she was mine. She mumbled into my shoulder before bringing her face to mine and giving me a quick kiss.
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Revolution
Teen FictionOnyx is a 17 year old survivor of the apocalypse. She's the head of a group that aims to over throw the government that the sentinels call the unseen