Bellamy Blake Imagines

Eavesdropping

Bellamy wandered through the camp, his eyebrows furrowed as his eyes skimmed over the groups of people that surrounded the log fire center of camp. His gaze caught onto Jasper as he laughed at something Monty had said.

Bellamy stalked toward them, gently tapping Jasper on his shoulder to catch his attention. He looked up to his leader, a drunken smile on his face and he raised an eyebrow. "Hey, Bellamy! What's up, man?" His words were slurred and Bellamy pursed his lips to suppress a smile.

"Have you seen Y/N?" He asked, his voice low and deep as his eyes continued to rake over his people in search of you. Monty nodded frantically beside him, patting at Jasper's shoulder and chest repeatedly. Bellamy looked to him.

Swallowing his drink, Monty spoke. "Her and Clarke are upstairs in the dropship with Octavia and Raven." He stated rather excitedly, pointing toward the dropship and Bellamy nodded.

"Thanks." He spoke, wandering off slightly before turning back to them and pointing a hand to Monty. "And stay off that moonshine!" He called back, Monty shooting him a pair of finger guns and Bellamy shook his head.

He quietly wandered into the dropship, the bottom half entirely empty as his boots gently thudded against the metal of the ground. He made his way to the ladder, wrapping his fingers around the poles. His foot lifted from the ground, about to climb his way up to the second floor until he heard your giggle.

"Oh come on, Clarke. We all know you're the real sleaze here." He heard you joke, stifling a laugh and he decided to stay still and listen in on your conversation, confused on what you were talking about.

Clarke scoffed. "Me? You really wanna go there, Y/N?" Clarke teased back playfully, Bellamy's eyebrows furrowing at her words. He didn't know much about your past before you'd all been sent to Earth. He only knew little of what you told him about your family.

His ears perked up at the sound of your reply. "Bring it on, Griffin. I'm practically a virgin compared to you." Bellamy held in a laugh at your comeback, you words always amusing him as he waited for someone to reply.

"I only slept with Lincoln." He cringed at those words, recognizing the voice that belonged to his sister, Octavia.

"I only slept with Finn, Kyle and Bellamy." Raven spoken up, a twinge of guilt and uncertainty present in his stomach as he awaited your response.

You simply sighed, noticing the cringed expression on Raven's face as well as Octavia's. "I know that's probably really weird, sorry." Raven apologized and you shook your head.

"I slept with Finn." You shrugged, Bellamy's eyes widening at the new information. You cleared your throat. "And Murphy... biggest mistake of my life." You laughed and Bellamy's heart began to race.

"And of course, Bell." You finished, a smile tugging on his lips at the nickname you always called him and he stifled a laugh when he heard Octavia pretend to gag.

"Okay okay, but who's the best?" Clarke pressed on with a smirk and you blushed at her question. You cleared your throat, stretching your legs out on the floor and you took another swig of your drink.

"Bellamy."

His smile only grew at your instant words while the girls around you scoffed and rolled their eyes. "Of course you'd say that. You're dating him!" Raven bellowed in laughter and Y/N gasped.

"You slept with him too! Tell me he's not an amazing lover! Tell me he's not a complete and utter sex god!" Y/N challenged, Bellamy's cheeks blushing bright red.

"That's it! I'm out!" He heard Octavia yell and he decided it was time he revealed himself.

Creating a bit of a ruckus beneath him, he climbed the ladder, calling your name quietly as his head popped into view. You blushed at him, worried he might've heard but complete obviously that he actually did.

"Hey baby, what's shakin?" He grinned at you, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively and Clarke's eyes widened with a grin on her face.

"I've been looking for you. Mind if I borrow my girlfriend?" Bellamy asked the girls, to which they held their hands in surrender and ushered you down the ladder.

"She's all yours!" Raven called out as Bellamy helped you down the ladder and to your feet. You gazed up at him with a smile, his arms around your waist and he pulled you into him, one hand cupping your cheek and the other on the small of your back.

He smirked down at you. "So... I hear I'm a sex god?" He rasped out teasingly, your cheeks immediately flushed crimson and you buried your face into his chest.

"Fuck you, Bellamy. Why are you so annoying!?" Your embarrassed groans were muffled by his dirty shirt, although it still smelt of him, above all the mud and sweat.

"Come on baby, you love me really." Bellamy taunted, pulling you away from his chest and pressing a long and soft kiss to your pouted lips. Pulling away with flushed cheeks, you placed your hands on his muscular chest, your eyes twinkling with excitement.

Bell knew that look in your eyes all too well. He knew what you wanted, or rather, who you wanted. Him. "What are you thinking about?" He pondered, although he already had a pretty good idea.

"You." You whispered boldly, your eyes never faltering contact with one another as your hands rubbed up his shoulders slightly.

The same spark that twinkled in your eyes had now ignited in his as Bellamy grinned down at you, placing another kiss to your lips before intertwining your fingers and pulling you out of the dropship.

None of your friends payed any attention to either of you as Bellamy dragged you into your shared tent, his lips latching onto yours as soon as you were alone.

Your hands found his black curls as you ruffled them, your fingers knotting in them as you tugged, earning a growl from Bellamy against your lips.

His hands found your ass, kneading it in his hands and making you gasp out at the sudden pleasure. He took that as his chance and slipped his tongue past your lips, massaging it with your own and you hummed into the kiss.

Pushing him into the makeshift bed, you skillfully tore his shirt from his body and pressed his back against the sheets. You straddled his waist, your fingers curling with the hem of your shirt and you pulled it over your head.

Bell's eyes widened, noticing you hadn't been wearing a bra and you breasts stood proud upon your chest, your nipples hardened from the excitement and cool air.

"Ho-ly shit... you're gorgeous." Bellamy complemented, swallowing thickly as he stared at you in complete and utter awe.

You blushed profusely. "You say that every time." You giggled softly, your hands running up his bare chest as he shuddered beneath your touch.

Bellamy held your waist, his thumbs drawing soft circles before he pulled you down and pressed his lips passionately against yours. "And every time, I love you more." He mumbled, pulling you closer as you both tangled your way through the sheets.

↱ by broodybell ↲