"What do you want?", Clarke asked sharply, not even bothering to turn and face Bellamy.
He walked up behind her and smirked as he said,
"Anything you have to offer, Princess", he put his hands gently on her waist before she quickly shoved them off. She turned around to look him in the eyes and smiled.
"You're disgusting", she said simply before walking off to get something from her desk.
Bellamy followed her, he was on a mission and he had never failed a mission before. But Clarke, she was different; not like any of the other girls that came so easily. She was strong and determined and Bellamy liked that.
"You sure you don't wanna just take a little break and come over to my room ?", he asked, pleading. Clarke laughed and walked over to him, placing her arm seductively on his chest.
"Never", she whispered, taunting him and only making him want her more. He noticed her bite her lower lip and withdraw her hand slowly as she walked away. He didn't take his eyes off her for one second.
Clarke went back over to the desk doing whatever she was doing when Bellamy had an idea. He walked over to her quickly and spun her around to face him; their faces just inches apart. He had one hand on her face and the other around her lower back, and she quickly bought her hands to his face. He stared at her for a second before slowly drawing his gaze to her lips, Clarke did the same thing. Soon enough Bellamy decided to close the gap between them, kissing her with lust and passion, and it was very much reciprocated. She stumbled back into the desk so Bellamy lifted her up and placed her on top of it; knocking off all the papers. He took off his shirt and Clarke admired his body, she'd always wondered what he looked like under that heavy jacket; and she was impressed. She ran her hand along his abs before kissing him again. She could do this all night. And she did.
we all needed this i'm sorry
