You're My Universe

Chapter 3: Sparks

Warning: this part is gonna be riddled with sex / mature themes!

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Her eyes gave out a look of hunger and yearning. She wanted him...

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Bellamy sensed Clarke's sudden need for him, so he picked her up - off the counter and into his arms, and laid her onto the brown sofa that sat next to the fireplace.

The fire was crackling in the background, giving the room a certain mood. There were no lights on and the room was only lit by the fire and the candles. The log cabin was naturally dark; as the walls, ceiling and floor were all made from dark oak wood. The whole place gave a perfect vibe to help Clarke and Bellamy lose themselves in each other.

Clarke was looking up at Bellamy ready for him to take her on. She craved him more than anything and he knew that, but he was going to make her wait and take his time.

He began by lying at the bottom of her feet, leaning over her to unbutton and unzip her black jeans. Once he slid them off they revealed her matching burgundy underwear to her bra, and god, she looked stunning. He then pushed himself up so that his body was hovering over Clarke's and he hadn't yet touched her.
"You're such a tease, Bellamy." Clarke complained.
"I think you'll find you're a bit too impatient, Princess." Bellamy responded.
Clarke had always pretended she hated Bellamy calling her 'Princess' but she actually loved it. She felt so valuable when he called her that, like she had a real purpose in his life.
Clarke then snapped out of her trance to realise Bellamy's face was right in front of hers, and he was staring deep into her eyes; wondering what she was thinking about.
"You okay in there Princess?"
"Not again" Clarke thought to herself. That goddamn nickname was the biggest turn on ever.
"I'm great. I just need you to get on with it before I get bored." Clarke replied.
"Demand it, Princess." Bellamy urged.
"I need you...to get on with it. Now."

And that was all it took for Bellamy to begin placing soft, gentle kisses onto her cheekbones, nose, chin and forehead. He was avoiding her mouth on purpose. Tease, Clarke thought to herself. That's what he was, a tease. He then crept from her jaw down to her neck, where he slowly began to suck the supple skin to leave a bruise. Clarke's neck tingled from the sensation of his lips bruising her skin. He then realised she was still wearing her bra, and sat up so that his crotch was sitting on hers. She could feel his firm length pressing against her throbbing vagina and quietly whined in pleasure. She was hoping Bellamy didn't hear it, as he was busy fiddling with the hook on her bra, but he did. Once he managed to unhook her bra it suddenly loosened from her boobs and Bellamy quickly slid the straps from off her arms to reveal her large breasts. He bit hard on his lip at the sight, then proceeded to lick Clarke's boobs everywhere except her nipples.
Tease, tease, tease, tease.
"Bellamy! You're such a tease!" Clarke almost shouted. She was fed up of waiting for him. He realised her frustration then did what she had been waiting for. His wet tongue meeting her hard nipples and softly sucking.
"Bellamy..." Clarke moaned out. He knew this was one of her biggest turn ons. Whilst his mouth worked wonders on her top half, he let his fingers slide down her stomach without her realising, then slid his fingers under her underwear. He let two fingers trail along to her clit which was already soaking wet. He began to rub circles along it to turn her on even more.
"Fuck, Bellamy!" Clarke yelled.
"Is that what your brain is telling you to do?" Bellamy questioned jokingly.
"No. That's my brain telling me how good this feels." Clarke replied. Her eyes were shut and she looked content. He then slid two fingers into her and she gasped. Whilst his fingers fucked her he squeezed her boobs firmly with his spare hand. She was in a sexual heaven.
"When...when are you gonna fill me whole?" Clarke questioned breathlessly. Her words stunned Bellamy.
"Whenever you're ready, Princess."
"Oh I was ready 10 minutes ago. You could've said sooner!" She moaned.
"Well do you want me or not?" Bellamy asked rhetorically, knowing the answer.
"I want you. Of course I want you. I need you. I need you inside of me right now." Clarke was certain.
So, Bellamy slid her underwear off, then stood up and proceeded to take his pants off. Clarke stopped him from taking his own underwear off. "I think I'll help you with that." She stated. She slowly pulled his boxers down to reveal his long, hard penis that jerked up from the friction of his pants that now freed his dick.
They now both laid on top of each other, completely naked, and Clarke was ready for Bellamy and her to mould into one body rather than two...

To be continued...

Notes:
YEET okay so I always feel hella uncomfortable writing shit like this whole chapter but it's the main idea of the fanfic so I have to...🤷🏻‍♀️ Hope you're enjoying this so far! :)))