power | b.b

He's just another player in my game.

Then why is it he makes me feel this way?

"Whatever the hell we want; princess"
he whispered in my ear holding me back on the wall.

His lips ever so slighty touching my neck.
His grip so tight but so gentle as if I would falter with one small movement.

"Don't forget your place Bellamy, you might be a leader.."
I flip him over and whisper in his ear.

"But you're playing against a god Bellamy Blake."

It's simply fighting fire with fire. It's all about fighting for power, atleast it was.