written in the stars

chapter 17

I do not own the 100. I am just a fan writing fanfic.

Bellamy's P.O.V.

****Warning- mature themes discussed during this chapter****

When I had seen Clarke I had barely been able to take my eyes off of her. She was wearing a blue dress from where I had no clue. I realized I had never seen her where a dress before. It had thin straps and a simple design but in it she looked beautiful. Her eyes matched the blue of her dress and her legs looked long and smooth. I had asked about the occasion but she had only teased about waiting till later.

We had had dinner with Jasper and Octavia, the whole time I was only really paying attention to Clarke. She was next to me on the log and her shoulder kept brushing my arm. Her hair smelt like mint and honey, and she looked so happy. I stopped myself from pulling her onto my lap several times, because we were out in public and from Octavia looks I didn't need to give her anymore reason to believe she was right. Instead I sat there quietly waiting for this long and boring conversation to be over. Clarke excused herself and I felt a pang of worry. Maybe she wasn't feeling well again. I hurried after her and saw her slip into my tent. I cautiously entered afraid of what I would find.

When I slipped inside the tent she was sitting on the bed with her boots off. I sat down next to her. We sat in silence and before I could move to speak she took me by surprise. She had moved to straddle me slowly sitting in my lap, I looked up at her about to tell her she probably shouldn't. I stopped, she smiled at me shyly, she knew exactly what she was doing. It was me who got nervous. She leaned forward and placed her arms around my neck before slowly closing the distance between our bodies. I swallowed and she bit her lip, God she was beautiful. She leaned forward a bit more so our lips touched. I closed my eyes, I wanted her to make the first move, she needed to know she was in control. She pushed our lips together and that was all I needed.

I let my arm that had been bracing me slowly move my back onto the bed. She followed my mouth with her as she slowly kissed me. I had made out with her once before, but this was slow, it was deliberate.

I kissed her back softly with delicate kisses, she was the first one to deepen the kiss. Her mouth became greedy as she kissed me harder, I licked at her lips and soon our tongues explored each other's mouths. I bit at her lip and she seemed to enjoy it. She had her hands in my hair and I was struggling for control over myself. I let my hands slip further down her waist and she made no sign of protest, I stopped just in case. She broke the kiss, needing air but also because she wanted to say something. "It's okay Bell, you can touch me. I trust you." She said through her swollen lips.

when her lips met mine again I slowly started to roam her body. I kissed her jaw and her neck, trailing sloppy kisses up and down. She moaned at the touch of my lips against her skin. I found her mouth again but this time her kisses we frantic and full of lust. Her hands roamed my chest and she spread her legs wider, lowering herself into the kisses and against my body. I could feel how warm her skin was against my chest as she slipped a hand under my shirt. I kissed her hard and she moaned into my mouth, I moved my hands down to her thighs and pulled her down closer to me. I nibbled at her ear and she giggled, it was one of the best sounds in the world.

Her hands wandered over my chest and my muscles jumped under her touch. I kissed back down her neck and she rocked her hips against me. I shuddered at the feeling. She was playing a dangerous game and I was struggling beneath her. "Clarke-" I croaked, "you shouldn't do that, your making this to dangerous. If you could, ummmm maybe stop rolling your hips. I- ummmm, ohhhh God, Clarke." I hissed warning her she was causing trouble. She only smiled and rolled her hips pressing flush against me, I withered under her. This was not fair. I flipped us over now I was on top. I continued to kiss her and she locked her legs around my waist.