Her Step Brother

On Vibrate

Clarke rolled over in her bed, stretching. She checked her phone, reading the time. It was almost noon, and she had two texts from her mother.

She replied, assuring her that everything was okay, she had just woken up, and sent her good luck.

She went downstairs, browsing the refrigerator. She decided to make pancakes and bacon for her and Bellamy. She brewed herself a mug of coffee, calling her Dad. Texting just wasn't the same and she missed him terribly.

"Kiddo!"

She smiled, just the sound of his voice making her feel happy. "Hey, Dad. How are you?"

"I'm good. Place is quiet with you gone, bit I'm managing. Are we still counting Halloween as a holiday?"

Clarke laughed. "I absolutely am counting it. I'll drive down for the weekend."

"Good, I miss you, Kid."

"I miss you, too, Dad."

"Well, tell me what's going on up there. Come on, what's the tea?"

Clarke burst out laughing, covering her mouth with her hand. "Dad!" She laughed. "Who taught you that?!"

"I heard Maya say it to you once," he defended. "Is that not cool anymore?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Dad. It's still cool. So far, there's not much to tell. Oh, Raven and Kyle broke up the other day."

"The little mechanic boy? Damn, I liked him," her dad chuckled. "How is Raven?"

"She was really upset that day, understandably. But, I am trying my best to steer her towards John."

"Murphy? You did always like him, and if you liked him he's good. How about that step brother situation?"

Oh, the one she fucked?

"Bellamy's fine," she said, casually. "We've gotten into some arguments here and there, but he's also been nice. He's not that bad, really. I've barely even spoken to Wells, though. He's with Sasha and they're already discussing marriage!"

"Well, Jaha proposed to his late wife in high school. These Jaha boys just know when they've found the one."

"Well, I'm happy for him. I just miss him. I thought I would get to see him once I moved back. But, we've got our own lives."

"Well, that boy you were seeing, Finn. I saw him around at th diner. He asked about you."

"We agreed not to talk when I moved," Clarke explained. "I knew I was going to move back and he knew, too. I told him not to get attached."

"You know, daughter of mine, I'm glad you're not locked in your room and crying over a boy. You haven't had that first heartbreak yet, but I didn't know I raised a savage."

She laughed loudly once again, not even bothering to cover her mouth. "Dad! Stop it."

"What? I'm hip. I'm cool. We hired a new guy down stairs, one of those boys who wears suspenders and glasses without a prescription. He says things like that."

"And you're a grown man, not a hipster in college." She turned off the stove, grabbing butter and syrup. "I've got food ready, so I'll let you go. I love you."

"I love you, too, Kiddo."

She turned around, about to get Bellamy when the dark sky opened up and rain poured. Lightening struck, thunder booming loudly.

Bellamy came down the stairs, stretching. He kissed her lips. "I would have preferred to wake up to your thighs around my head, but hearing your laugh was almost as good."

She sat down, waiting for him to join with his coffee. "I didn't mean to be so loud."

"It's okay," he smiled. "You miss your dad."

"Yes, I do. But, I'm going to see him for Halloween. Mom gets my birthday, per our agreement. Dad got the last two, ya know."

"Got ya," he ate. "So, what exactly would you like to do today, Princess?"

She licked the syrup off of her fork, eyeing him. "Hmm, I don't know. What to do in a big, empty house on a stormy day." She tapped her chin. "Well, we do have an entire box of board games!"

Bellamy chuckled. "If by board games you mean 'fucking all day until neither of us can stand' then, yeah, okay."

"On one condition."

He rolled his eyes. "Yes?"

"I've got to clean up first."

He groaned. "Okay, fine. We'll clean the house. And then, you. Naked. My bed. Deal?"

She walked around the table, nibbling his neck. "Deal."

Clarke used her phone to play music loudly as they cleaned the house. They washed dishes, swept, mopped, wiped down the kitchen, and finally tossed in her sheets.

"Naked."

She slid from his grip. "Hold on, my phone's dying. I'll meet you," she chuckled.

She ran up to her room, plugging her phone up. She pulled off her clothes, completely naked as she crossed over to Bellamy's room.

He was pulling his shirt over his head. "Naked," she demanded. He turned, dropping his pants. "Now, on the bed."

"Going for a ride?" He teased.

She climbed into the bed, straddling his hot, naked body. "Until I can't stand."

*******

"Oh my God!" Clarke screamed, bent over Bellamy's bed as he slammed into her. "Bellamy!"

He held himself inside of her, spilling into the condom as her orgasm hit, her fingers nearly ripping the sheets.

"Oh my God!"

Clarke's head shot up, seeing Raven with her hands over her mouth. Clarke reached for Bellamy's sheet, wrapping it around herself as Bellamy pulled out. She stayed in front of him until he grabbed his sweat pants.

She gave him a terrified look, walking over to her friend. "Raven?"

"I'm so sorry," she muttered. "I called you like ten times."

"I must have left my phone on vibrate," Clarke swallowed. "I uh, need to get dressed."

Raven went with her, remaining silent as she pulled her discarded clothes on. Clarke nearly chewed her lip off with nerves.

Bellamy stood in the doorway, dressed. "Raven?" He asked gently.

"You guys are fucking?"

"I know it probably looks really bad and fucked up," Clarke rushed out. "But, it's, its complicated."

She looked at Bellamy for help. She felt tears prickling her eyes. This was exactly what she was afraid of, people finding out.

"We were fucking around before our parents even got married," Bellamy explained.

Raven eyed Clarke. "Details."