Bellarke One-Shots Galour

Out for the Kill

Having a gun shoved in your face definitely ruins a date he thought when he woke up. Bellamy slowly sat up letting the sheets fall down to his waist. He checked out his date from last night wearing only his button down shirt and her underwear. She looked extremely hot in the giddup. Adding the gun added some issues downstairs in his manhood. He remained professional. "Now, princess, that's no exactly ladylike." He smirked hiding his anguish.

"You should know I'm not exactly ladylike, Bellamy." She kept the gun pointed at him.

"Oh, I remember your little whimper when I stopped touching you. I remember your aggressive behavior as you left marks on my neck." He stood up in only his boxers and she trained the gun on him, as her face turned red and she smiled. He wanted to keep that smile on her face. "Oh, did I hit a memory?"

"You asshole." She spat out at him. "This is my assignment, Bellamy."

"But you don't want it to be. Do you, Princess?" He stepped so the gun was up against his chest. He cupped her cheek and ran his thumb along her cheek. Involuntarily, she nuzzled against his hand. "This was our 3rd date. It was fun too." He smiled and felt her grip on the gun loosen. She is just where he wants her. "Im falling hard for the princess with the blond hair and blue eyes."

Suddenly he kissed her thinking it would throw her off. Women assassins were the easiest to compel. She moaned and bit his lip and fought for dominance with their tongues. When he moved backwards toward the bed she realized what was happening. She broke the kiss pushing him away. She tightened her hold on the gun. "I may be a woman but that doesn't mean I'll be distracted by a simple kiss from a handsome millionaire with freckles and deep brown eyes." Her voice cracked and her hold on the gun loosened.

"Oh princess, you've seen all my freckles and I think I've earned one more round especially when you're dressed in only my shirt and your panties. You're killing me." He laughed at his own joke.

"Fine but the second this is over... we go back to the stand off." She set the gun on the table and started unbuttoning his shirt.

"If you can stand, princess." He pulled her against him as his shirt fell to the floor. "Your panties are causing problems."

"I know. I can feel your problem." She joked and he pulled her panties down her body and started a trail of kisses back up her body.

Starting at her thighs and kissing her center she moaned and then he continued up her body. Passing over breasts and sucking on her neck before getting to her lips. "Beautiful." He whispered before kissing her lips soft and sensual.

Seeing as she is impatient, she pushes him back on the bed and climbs on top of him. She kissed and bit his neck as she ground her hips against his cock. They were off.

Not ten seconds after they were done. She got up and pulled her panties on and his button up shirt. She grabbed her gun and trained it on him. "We aren't going to cuddle?" He asked sarcastically.

"Why would I do that?" She snapped. She caught his eyes and sighed. Setting her gun down and crawling back into bed. "One of these days I'm actually going to have to finish that assignment, y'know?" She said snuggling into his chest comfortably.

Bellamy looked at the nightstand where he kept his own gun. He wondered if she knew about his own assignment. He traced symbols on her back and kissed the top of her head. "Bell?" She asked looking up at him.

"Hmmm?" he hummed in response.

"Do you love me?" She asked. Her eyes filled with hope and happiness.

"I love you, Clarke Griffin." Clarke smiled and took his face in her hands, kissing his lips sensually. "I love you so much." He said between kisses.