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As soon as Bellamy saw the tears, he instantly regretted lashing out at her, she had no control over what happened. He just wanted to hold her in his arms, and tell her everything was going to be okay. He couldn't get the words he wanted out, instead reached out to her, if he could just touch her, let her know he was sorry. He pulled back when he heard her voice.
"I'm so sorry for everything" she whispered, her voice was barely audible. She paused to clear her throat. Her voice louder this time.
"I'm sorry I am an inconvenience in your life, I told you to stay out of it, you wouldn't listen, I can't change what happened and I'm sorry you got dragged along. So here's your chance, there's the door. Just go home Bellamy." Her eyes met his, all he could see was how hurt she was. He shook his head, he couldn't believe she would just push him away, after everything. He turned to the door, his eyes traveled over the door knob, his way out, out of this room, out of this state, out of Clarke's life. He sighed, that wasn't a route he wanted to take. He turned to see her sitting on the bed, her eyes squeezed shut, tears spilling out the corners, bruises along one cheek bone, stitches adorning the other, even in the state she was in he would tell you she was beautiful. He took a second to admire her courage and beauty before stepping towards her and crouching down in front of her.
"Open your eyes Clarke" he said quietly. She opened her eyes, skeptical of his decision to stay. He sighed as he reached up and wiped her tears away.
"You are a major pain in my ass most days, but never once have I thought my life would have been better if you weren't in it. I have not left yet, and I have no intentions of leaving in the future either, We will figure this all out, I want to be with you." his voice was deep but comforting. She gave him a weak smile. He brought his hand up to her face, his thumb ghosting over her cheek and he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. This kiss wasn't the same as before, the effect of it ran deeper. Clarke could feel her whole body melt into the kiss, like her stress was slowly dissipating.
"Bellamy, I am sorry"
"Clarke don't, just get undressed, get in the bed and rest, please, I'm gonna take a shower and then I'll join you, if that's okay?" he asked. She nodded in response as she kicked her shoes off. She stripped to her underwear and bra, that would have to do, her pajamas were in her bag and she just didn't have the energy to go through digging them out. She pulled her hair up into a pony tail and slid under the covers. She hugged the pillow to her, listening to the shower run and thinking about how happy she would be to go home. The shower shut off and she heard Bellamy come back in the room. She watched him towel dry his mess of curls in the mirror on the dresser. He caught her watching him and sent her a smirk, causing a slight blush to tint her cheeks. He flipped the light off and she felt the bed dip from his weight, his arm snaked over her pulling her to him tightly, she heard him groan slightly.
"Are you okay?" Clarke asked.
"Yea, you don't have pajamas?" He asked. She suddenly felt embarrassed.
"I do I just didn't have the energy to dig them out, I can get them now" she said shifting.
"Nope too late, I'll have to live with the torture. I take no responsibility for how my body reacts to your near naked self" he replied, she could feel his smirk as he pressed his lips to her shoulder. The thought of their body's pressed together scantly clothed was making her heart race.
"Okay" she replied, her voice had a slight edge to it. She felt him tense.
"You okay?" he asked, she felt his lips on her neck.
"mmmhmmm" She replied leaning into him, she was willing her heart rate to slow down, afraid if her breathing changed her ribs would ache more then they did already. She inched her body closer, not that they could get much closer. She could hear his breathing change, causing her to smile. She liked knowing he wanted her.
"Your supposed to be resting" he murmured.
"I am, I'm just trying to get comfortable" she smiled.
***All Smut beyond this point***
"Yea, I bet" he replied teasingly. His fingers ran along the edge of her underwear, leaving a burning trail behind them. His hands worked their way down her thighs and back up her back massaging and caressing her body, every inch, every bruise, lightly, so lightly he could have told her it was all in her mind and she would have believed him. He moved one hand to her rib cage, the wrap they used to put pressure on her ribs was rough, a big difference from her bare skin, he was barely letting the pressure of his hand rest there, he slid his thumb under the bottom of her bra. He heard a soft moan escape her lips, causing him to chuckle softly.
"When you are better Princess, I plan on making you do that, a lot." he whispered in her ear, his voice deep and husky, before nipping her neck lightly, causing a slight whimper. She could feel her whole body giving into his every touch, his hand slid down her back to her hip before sliding his fingers in her underwear and moving them to the front of her. She was trying her best to not give in, she felt like it was a test, she needed to rest. He stopped his hand right above where she wanted to feel him the most, her body ached, she was dripping wet just thinking about the possible outcome. He moved his hand slightly lower causing her to push against him, wanting more. She could feel his erection pressed against her back, she could feel his hot breath ghosting across her neck. Where he was casually resting his hand, she was on fire. Every move he made she felt it, her senses were betraying her, just handing her over to him. She was pretty sure she wasn't going to need him to touch her, she was just going to spontaneously com-bust.
He was fighting a battle within himself, he didn't want to push her, he suddenly wished he took a cold shower earlier in the night. Her moan and reaction to his gentle bite on her neck was enough to make him want to take her right then. He moved his hand lower and lower, he could hear her breathing change, he instantly stilled, he was hoping to get her to relax a little, if she didn't control her breathing he knew she would be in pain. He felt her push back into him trying to urge his hand lower. He grew instantly hard with the thought of his fingers or anything else of his touching her hot, wet, waiting core. His system was on overload, he would surely need to take a trip to the bathroom soon.
"Bellamy" his name came out as a breathy plea. Shaking him from his thoughts and intensifying his want.
"Yea?" he replied, not sure he could form more of a sentence then that. He moved his hand down as low as he could, his next move would be where she wanted it, he was so close. She couldn't hold back anymore, she begged for it.
"Bellamy, please, please touch me"
"I am" he replied, knowing all to well what she wanted. He was hesitating, making her hold out.
She slid her hand down over his, guiding him lower, her pushing him along was assisting him over the edge. His willpower crumbled. He slid a finger slowly over her clit, dipping it into her opening and back up over her clit again. She was beyond wet.
"I'll take it from here" he growled, his controlling side taking over. She moved her hand away from his. His lips moved to her neck kissing, sucking, biting gently. As his hand moved expertly below. He slid one finger into her, gently sliding it in and out of her, his thumb moving over her clit in a circular motion. He was painfully hard, she could feel him move slightly against her.
She shifted slightly so she was on her back, she trailed a finger over his chest down to his boxers. He added another finger inside her, her body involuntarily moved up to meet his fingers, she worked her hand into his boxes. She ran her palm over his hard cock gently a few times, letting her thumb trail his pre-cum from his tip down to the base before repeating it again. She gripped him lightly stroking him. As he sped up, she sped up.
"Clarke, you have to slow down, touching you has got me too worked up."
"Bellamy, I want you, all of you" she stated. He grabbed her hand stopping her.
"Then I'm going to give it to you, gently, you have to relax, if I think you are getting too worked up I'll stop, understood?" he asked.
"Yea" she whispered in return. He stood taking off his boxers, she felt his hands hook on her underwear and slide them down her legs slowly. He placed a kiss on her thigh gently, making her jump slightly.
"Easy, just relax" he replied. He slipped his hands under her legs to her waist and pulled her down to the edge of the bed. He moved in between them, pressing his lips to her inner thigh. He kissed lightly and then sucked hard, before soothing it with his tongue. She felt his hot breath seconds before his tongue grazed her clit. He brought one hand up, inserting a finger in her as his tongue drew lazy circles around her clit.
"God Bellamy" She moaned, he couldn't help but smile. He inserted another finger as he sucked gently on her clit, drawing another moan from her lips, He could feel her walls start to clench on his fingers. She was trying to hold off, she wanted to feel him inside her. He quickened the pace with his fingers pulling his mouth away from her. When he could feel her getting close he pulled his fingers out, she let out a whimper, she was so close, she needed a release. He replaced his fingers with his tongue. He moved his fingers to her clit as he slid his tongue in and out of her. He could feel her legs start to twitch. It felt amazing, there was no holding back from that. Her body gave in, the orgasm quaked through her body, Bellamy held her tight in place his tongue still working, making sure she rode out her full orgasm. When he pulled away from her she could still feel small tremors throughout her. There was little recovery time, he leaned down pressing a kiss to her lips.
"Stay right on the edge, that way there will be no weight on you" he instructed.
He slid inside of her slowly, instantly becoming completely still. She started to move her hips towards him, wanting him deeper.
"Clarke, you feel so good" he said gripping her hips.
"Too good, let me set the pace or it will be over as soon as it started" he added.
Clarke bit her lip trying to hide her smile, it was a good thing the room was dark and he couldn't see her, she could feel the smile breaking through.
He moved at a slow pace, she lifted herself sightly trying to get him to speed up. She could feel him holding back, could hear it in his breathing.
"Bellamy, I need you deeper, please" she pleaded.
"God Clarke, you are so tight, I wont last long giving you what you want" he growled
"I want to feel you cum inside of me" she moaned.
The second it left her lips the pace changed, he sped up lifting her slightly to get a deeper angle.
"Just like that Bell, don't stop"
"Fuck Clarke, are you close?"
"So close baby, so close" she added right before her second orgasm shot though her. Her walls tightened around him, pulling him with her over the edge, her name falling from his lips as he spilled himself inside of her. He kissed her lightly before pulling out of her. She pushed herself back up the bed onto her pillow pulling the blankets up and over her. Bellamy crawled in next to her, she felt him unclasp her bra.
"What are you doing Bell?" she asked a yawn following her question.
"It's not fair if I'm the only one naked, plus they wrapped you tight enough, the bra isn't helping it any." he replied as he slipped the straps down her arms and threw the bra on the floor. She rolled facing him, intertwining their legs. He kissed her gently again. Within minutes he heard her breathing even out.
"I may call you princess, but you will always be a queen" he whispered running a hand down her side. She snuggled closer to him, minutes later he let the long day he had win, and gave into his body' plea for sleep.