Thank You to all my readers and reviewers, to everyone who has Favorited and followed. This is my last chapter and it's a long one, hope everyone enjoys it, Looking for more bellarke? Check out my other story The Librarian, that is currently in progress.. Your support is greatly appreciated.

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A few weeks have passed and Bellamy has been waiting patiently to get his cast off. He is sitting on the table at the hospital as they are preparing what they need to cut it off. The whole procedure should be done around the same time Clarke's shift ends. He has been planning this night for awhile, her lease on her apartment ends this month and Octavia has started dating Lincoln, making their apartment crowded. It's time to move out and hopefully she will want to join him.

They cut the cast off looked at all the x-rays and images, it looked good. Just as he was about to open the door Clarke walked in.

"Jackson, how does he look?" she asked giving Bellamy a quick kiss.

"He looks good, healing nicely, told him to take it easy for another 2-3 weeks" he told Clarke as she smirked at Bellamy knowing that would be a challenge.

"Great, thanks so much for everything" Clarke said

"Yeah, thank you" Bellamy said shaking his hand and following her out of the room. They headed to the apartment. She got changed in his room quick meeting him in the living room.

"You look amazing" he complimented, she was beautiful in her long black dress with a slit up the side, revealing her leg up to her hip, he could feel his fingers itching to move under the fabric of the dress.

"So do you" she replied, her eyes raked over his body, his maroon button up dress shirt that fit perfectly, He looked good, and he knew it.

"What time is our reservation?" She asked running her hand over his chest, pausing at the first button, her eyes searching his face. His hands moved to her waist, he pulled her closer to him leaning down to place a searing kiss on her waiting lips.

"Suddenly, I can't remember" He whispered as he trailed kisses up her neck.

"Bellamy, if we start this we won't be leaving here." She warned.

"I have been waiting weeks to be able to run both my hands all over your body, Besides there's leftover pizza in the fridge" he chuckled lifting her into his arms and carrying her back to the bedroom.

He laid her down on the bed, slowly moving up her body, leaving kisses along every inch of exposed skin. She slipped her shoes off and started to take her dress off. His hands moved up to hers stopping the process. She looked at his curiously.

"Leave it on, I'll take it off when I'm ready" his voice was deep and demanding. She smirked pulling her hands away from the fabric. The thought of being left dressed was about to put her need to feel him on overload. If the point was supposed to be teasing, he had definitely succeeded. As thin as the fabric was, the barrier between him and her was driving her crazy.

(SMUT ALERT, If you don't like smut scroll down to the next statement in Bold letters)

His hands moved up her legs, hooking a finger in both sides of her underwear and sliding them down at an excruciatingly slow pace, for every inch he moved them down he placed a soft gentle kiss above where they sat, So gentle that she could barely feel it. He left his mouth close to her legs through the whole process so she could feel his hot breath ghosting over her skin, her skin that was on fire. She yearned for his touch.

She let her fingers run through his hair, every now and then giving his hair a gentle tug. She wanted him to kiss her, touch her, something that gave her more contact then what she was getting. He slipped her underwear off her feet and stood unbuttoning his dress shirt, revealing a white t-shirt underneath. Her eyes moved to the bottom of the shirt willing him to remove it. He just smiled at her and knelt down at the edge of the bed. His hands slipped under her legs giving her light massaging squeezes all the way up to her thighs. He slipped his hand further under her and yanked her to the edge of the bed. The motion was so quick it took her a second to realize what happened.

"Stand up baby" he instructed. She stood, he reached around unzipping the dress, letting it fall to the floor. He reached up unsnapping her bra and letting it join the dress.

"Alright, sit back down, stay right on the edge though" He said taking note of her rapid breathing. She sat with her legs together facing him. Her anticipation was going to make this a quick experience, His eyes met hers and he smirked at her as he placed his hands on her knees pushing them apart. He let his eyes run down to her chest, letting his hand reach out to caress her, giving her nipples a slight pinch, She let out a quiet moan. He loved dragging it out, making her feel like she was going to explode before even coming close to giving her what she really wants. He moved his hands to her legs sliding them up slowly as he kissed her inner thighs, he paused for a second and she let her mind relax waiting to feel him touch her, her body betrayed her letting out another moan when she felt him kiss her upper inner thigh turning it to a harsh nip, followed by a soothing suck, obviously marking her. He ran a finger down her slit gently before marking her other thigh, eliciting another wanton cry. He glanced up at her now laying down body, her chest rising quickly, her hands grasping the blankets. He has a self satisfied smug look on his face, he had her right where he wanted her.

He watched her intently as he ran his finger up her slit allowing it to move in between her folds slightly. Her eyes fluttered open meeting his, her lips parted and pupils blown. She looked like she had a mind blowing orgasm and he hadn't even touched her yet.

"Bellamy, please" she pleaded.

"Please what?" He asked quietly.

"Please let me feel you"

"Tell me what you want" He watched her intently his pants all of a sudden feeling way to tight, he was fighting to control his urge to just take her right at that moment. His voice was husky and hit her very core every time he spoke.

"Let me feel your mouth, please" He ran his hands over her legs spreading them to his liking. Her eyes were locked on him as he lowered his mouth to her body. He ran his tongue up her slit as slow as he could manage.

"Clarke, you are so wet baby, so wet for me" His voice had reached a new level of sexy and she was about to instantaneously com-bust.

"Bell" his name came out of her mouth as a whispered plea, causing him to groan before giving in to her.

His hands spread across her thighs holding her still as he dipped his mouth back down to her womanhood. He kissed her lightly before letting his tongue reach out and flick over her clit causing her to involuntarily thrust up. He held her still with his hands as he continued his heavenly torture. His tongue swirled circle's over her clit as he moved his hand down to help bring her over the edge. He inserted one finger into her hot wet tight walls, moving it in and out slowly. He could feel her pulling on the blankets to release some tension. He added another finger at the same time he sucked her clit into his mouth. His name fell from her lips and echoed off the walls. She was so close, he could feel it, he stilled his fingers and let his tongue slowly move over her, lapping at her clit, her walls starting to twitch around his fingers. She tried raising her hips to receive the pace she needed, he held her down to avoid her helping herself over the edge.

"Bellamy, Bellamy please, God baby, Give it to me please" That's what he was waiting for, he wanted her to beg for him. He wanted her to let him know he was needed and she needed him now. He swirled his tongue over her clit and slowly pumped his fingers in her, gradually picking up the pace. The combination of his ministrations and his tongue was all she needed, he coaxed her over the edge letting out a low moan against her as she came undone, he withdrew his mouth but kept his fingers moving causing her to ride out her orgasm. He watched her body react to him, the orgasm rocking her to her core.

She reached down stopping his hand movement and sitting up. She leaned down kissing him gently at first, before sucking his bottom lip into her mouth and letting her teeth graze it. He rose slipping his shoes off and taking his pants and boxers off without breaking the kiss. He stood up to remove his shirt, the moment she was patiently waiting for. His shirt dropped to floor with her dress, her hands reached out to his thighs caressing them slowly, she looked up to meet his gaze watching her intently. He leaned forward trying to push her back on the bed.

"Not yet" she stated as she let her hand snake over his throbbing hard cock, stroking him slowly.

"Clarke, I want to fuck you so bad"

"You will, when I'm ready" she said taking note of his dark eyes watching her every move. She leaned in pressing her lips to the tip of his cock, her tongue lapping up the precum.

"Tell me what you want Bellamy" her voice fell over him like a seductive blanket, if she didn't move this along he was going to take her whether she was ready or not. She was trailing kisses up his hard member and he was having an extremely hard time putting a sentence together.

"I want you, you to take me in your mouth" he managed to at least get that out there. She reached up letting her hair out of the hair tie it was in, she grabbed his hands moving them to her hair. He looked at her, curiously, normally she doesn't allow him any control in this.

"Tonight let's try something different, I want you to guide me the pace you want, if its too much I'll give you a pinch to signal I need to breathe" she smiled, she watched his eyes darken and felt his hands tighten in her hair. He nodded not trusting his ability to speak. She looked beautiful and he was extremely turned on by her release of control.

"Show me what you want baby" she said before slowly taking him in her mouth. He let her set the pace his hands resting lightly in her hair, he would tighten his grip and give her hair a tug when he wanted to see her eyes. She could feel herself getting more worked up by the second. She was regretting this idea, it was supposed to turn him on but it was doing ungodly things to her in the process.

She felt him tighten his grip, her eyes moving up to his, his hands beginning to guide her faster. She refused to look away, she knew her looking up at him was what he wanted.

"Clarke, baby that feels amazing" he said slightly thrusting in her mouth as he guided her. He searched her eyes of approval, what he saw looking back at him was all he needed, She was just as turned on as he was. He thrust into her mouth again receiving a moan from her that vibrated through his body. He felt her hand move from his leg expecting to feel a pinch at any moment putting a stop to it. Instead he watched her move her hand down between her legs.

"God baby, stop touching yourself, you will put me over the edge " He groaned, forcing her to pick up her pace. He felt her hand come back up to his leg, Soaked in her juices.

"Princess, can you take more?" he asked her, she looked up giving a slight nod and he held her head still pushing himself to the back of her throat. He watched tears well in her eyes and slowed his pace, she saw the concern flash across his face, she picked the pace back up signalling she was fine, just a natural reaction to having something in your throat. His grip tightened and she could see his chest heaving.

"God Clarke, I'm going to cum" he said thrusting into her mouth, she let out a moan that dragged him over the edge as she took him as deep as she could letting him fill her mouth. She pulled away slowly her tongue running up his length causing a shudder to run through him.

He leaned down kissing her roughly, before standing and pulling her with him.

He walked her over to the dresser with the mirror and stood her in front of it.

"Don't move beautiful" he whispered. She watched him cross the room pulling the trunk that was at the end of his bed next to the dresser.

"Put one foot on this" she did, looking at herself in the mirror, With her one leg raised she was completely exposed and it was a whole new level of erotic being able to see herself. She reached down to drag a finger over her clit, her eyes locked on Bellamy watching her in the mirror. She entered herself with one finger letting out a moan, her other hand moved up to cup her breast flicking a finger over her budding nipple.

"Behave, None of that today, tonight let me do the pleasing" He whispered as he kissed down her neck. She watched his hands travel her body, caressing every inch. He ran a hand over her heat dipping a finger between her folds, her breathing hitched and her head fell back on his shoulder.

"So wet, I take it this was a good idea?" he asked.

"Yea, I love being able to watch you touch me, I want to watch you fuck me"

"You are about to" he replied stepping up behind her, He placed on foot on the trunk next to hers and left his other one behind hers on the floor. He positioned himself at her entrance slowly pushing into her. He had his gaze locked on the mirror the entire time, she placed her hands on the dresser steadying herself as he slammed into her, she was entranced by the show in the mirror, he reached around her massaging her breasts elliciting a moan. He moved his hands to her hips picking his pace up.

"God Bellamy, you feel so good inside me" his grip tightened on her hips, she was gonna have bruises, but it felt so good.

"Baby, you have no idea how good you feel, I'm fighting to keep control"

"Don't fight it, I'm so close, cum with me" Clarke pleaded. They both had their eyes trained on the mirror, wanting to see each other come undone. He moved one hand around her and let his fingers run over her clit. He felt her walls instantly tighten around his cock, one more thrust and they were calling out each others name. Each twitch and aftershock of her orgasm milking him for all he was worth. He moved his leg down to the floor looking to her in the mirror.

(End of smut )

"You okay?" he asked taking note of the aftermath of her orgasm being evident on her features. She looked satisfied, and stunning.

"Yeah, just not sure I can stand right away." she smiled. He swept her off her feet and laid her on the bed.

"Problem solved" he smiled kissing her gently. He moved to lay next to her pulling the blankets over them. He pulled her close to him.

"So I take it we missed dinner" she laughed

"Yup" He replied

"Didn't you want to talk about something?" she asked leaning back to look at him.

"Yup" he replied smiling before kissing her lightly

"You gonna answer everything with one word?" she questioned placing a kiss on his jawline.

"Nope" he chuckled. She shook her head in amusement.

"Bellamy" She gave him her best mock warning tone.

"Clarke, I want to take this to the next level, I know your lease is up, and I know Octavia doesn't want to listen to this every other night, So I was thinking we could find a place of our own"

She was silent, not so much as the sound of her breathing, he was now bombarded with fear, maybe she isn't ready for that.

"Bellamy?, Can we get a puppy too?" she said looking up to him, her grin letting him know she played him, he let out a breath of relief followed by laughter.

"Whatever you want princess, Whatever makes you happy" he said pulling her into him.

"In that case, I only need you, nothing makes me happier then you" she stated burying her head in his neck. He smiled tightening his grip on her.

"You have no idea how long I've waited to hear that" he said before they both drifted to sleep, dreams of new beginnings filling their minds.