This one is a little long, but I wanted to include it here instead. This one is just a fun piece about Bellamy and Clarke being together, but keeping it from their friends. As always I don't own these characters and please review and let me know what you think!

Bellamy Blake pushed open the door to the loft he shared with Nate Miller and John Murphy and stopped short at the large amount of people in the living room. Along with Miller's boyfriend Bryan the rest of their group of friends was laughing and drinking. His sister Octavia was sitting on her boyfriend Lincoln's lap and her roommate Raven was in a similar position on her boyfriend Wick's lap. Jasper was at the front of the group with everyone's attention as he told a rather unbelievable story while his roommate Monty was rolling his eyes. But Bellamy's eyes passed over all the others until they finally fell on Clarke Griffin. His girlfriend was standing with Harper and Monroe and all three girls were rolling their eyes in obvious disbelief of Jasper's story. Bellamy smiled. Normally this site would have pissed him off after the long day he'd had, but having her here made it better. The only downside was he couldn't just go up to her and get lost in her embrace like he wanted to.

Bellamy and Clarke had been friends a long time. At first they'd hated each other, but as time went on he'd started to realize that he loved fighting with her. She challenged him to be a better person and she was the only person he ever wanted to spill all his secrets to. When her dad had died a few months ago she'd been devastated. He wanted to take away all her pain, but when he couldn't he'd felt helpless. That's when he realized he felt more for her than friends should. One night was particularly bad and her grief was overwhelming. Both Raven and Octavia, her roommates, were out of town so she called Bellamy. He'd rushed to her immediately and they'd spent the night talking. He ended up telling her how he felt and was incredibly surprised to find his feelings reciprocated. They'd decided to take things slow and not tell anyone about them. Their friends would make a big deal out of it and neither Clarke nor Bellamy wanted to deal with that. They were both terrible at relationships too and neither wanted to ruin their friendship.

Their decision had seemed smart at the time, but now five months in it was starting to seem silly. For one thing they both had roommates so making time to be intimate was hard. Thankfully Clarke's odd hours at the hospital and his odd hours at the precinct worked in their favor in a strange way. A lot of the time they had at least a few hours with no roommates and they used it to their advantage. And when their roommates did show up no one seemed to find it odd that they were hanging out together. At least if they did find it odd they didn't show it. They generally stayed at his place because Miller and Murphy were clueless. Honestly he was surprised someone hadn't figured it out already.

Clarke must have felt his eyes on her because she turned and smiled. Bellamy smiled back then turned to shut and lock the door. When he turned around Clarke was holding a beer out to him.

"Hey baby," She whispered quietly so no one would hear and ran her hand down his forearm. Small touches were the only way they could show the other their affection while with their friends. "Sorry about all the people. I know you like to unwind after a shift."

"That's ok," He pressed a quick kiss to her temple, something that wasn't that unusual for them. "I wasn't expecting to see you until tomorrow so it's a nice surprise."

"There's still some pizza left if you want some," Clarke crossed her arms over her chest in an effort to keep her hands to herself.

"I want you," He whispered as he leaned dangerously close to her.

"Well if you're good maybe we can slip away soon," Clarke smiled as she gripped his tie. "With the way things are going this group will be drunk in a few hours."

Bellamy smiled and followed her to the living room, handing the beer to her in the process. He bypassed the group and headed for his room, pulling his tie from his neck as he went. He pulled on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt instead finally feeling much more relaxed now that he'd shed the suit. Back in the living room Clarke had taken an open spot on the couch, making sure to leave plenty of room for him in the corner next to her.

"Alright Jas," Raven threw her hands up to stop Jasper mid rant when Bellamy took his seat next to Clarke. "Now that Bell's home I say we play strip poker."

"Really Raven?" Clarke definitely didn't want to play strip poker. She was ok at it, but Bellamy was really good. She'd for sure end up in just her panties and neither one of them would be able to hide their attraction.

"Yes! I'm drunk enough to believe it's a good idea," She said as she sat up from Wick's lap.

Unfortunately for Clarke and Bellamy everyone else wanted to play too. Two hours later Clarke found herself in just her panties as she'd predicted with nothing on top while Bellamy was missing only his shirt, but thankfully still had his sweats. He was desperately trying to keep them to hide the erection that had immediately stood at attention as soon as Clarke took her shirt off. Murphy and Jasper had passed out on the floor already and thankfully Miller, Bryan, and Monty had just joined them. Monroe and Harper decided to head out before they both passed out too. They lived in another loft upstairs with another friend of theirs so thankfully they didn't have far to go. As soon as they left both Octavia and Raven soon passed out too until it was just Clarke, Bellamy, Lincoln and Wick.

"Please tell me I can put clothes on now," Clarke said as soon as Raven's eyes closed.

"Yes," Lincoln chuckled. "We'll take these two home."

Bellamy walked both men to the door and locked it behind them. Clarke grabbed the t-shirt Bellamy had discarded during the game and slid it on. She glanced around to make sure everyone else was passed out then jumped into Bellamy's waiting arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

"Please promise me that the next time Raven convinces us to play strip poker we'll be out as a couple because trying to hide an erection with sweat pants is next to impossible," Bellamy said as he rubbed his hardened dick across her already soaked panties.

"Deal. Now stop talking," Clarke smiled and captured his lips with hers. He started towards his bedroom, but Clarke's squeak stopped him. "Wait let me grab my clothes first so no one knows I'm here."

Bellamy carefully set her on the floor and groaned when she bent over to grab her pants, t-shirt and bra from the floor. He wrapped his arms around her when she stood up, bringing her back flush against him and pressed a kiss to her neck.

"Be careful Bell you'll give me a hickey," Clarke didn't really care if he did, but she had to at least pretend to care. Unfortunately she gave herself away when she quietly moaned.

"Yea yea. Don't pretend to hate it Princess," Bellamy started walking them towards his bedroom closing the door behind them.

Clarke pulled away and pulled his t-shirt over her head, dropping it along with her other clothes to the floor in a pile. Bellamy wrapped his arms around her waist and sucked one of her nipples in his mouth. After their first time together he'd discovered she practically melted in his arms when he played with her breasts. He used it to his advantage although it was never a hardship for him. It was like her breasts were meant for his hands. They fit perfectly.

"Bell," She whimpered.

Bellamy smiled against her chest and placed a kiss against her heart. He lifted her in his arms and gently placed her in the center of his bed. Before sliding over her he reached to the nightstand and grabbed a condom and slipped it on. He spread her legs wide then slowly eased his throbbing erection into her.

"Oh god finally," Clarke arched her back as she moaned, biting her lip to keep from being too loud. "More Bell. Please."

Bellamy could feel the release beginning at the base of his spine and working its' way through his whole body. Clarke was biting her lip even harder than before in an effort to keep the moans she wanted to let out at bay. He increased the pace until her walls started clenching around him and her moan finally broke free loud and clear.

"Oh god," Bellamy pressed his forehead into her her neck as his release followed shortly after with her name on his lips.

He held himself in place for a few minutes before rolling to his side and pulling the condom off and tossing it on the floor. He settled against the pillows and gathered Clarke against his chest. As their breathing slowed they pulled the covers up over their cooled off skin. Clarke slid her arm across his waist and sighed. Bellamy rubbed his hand up and down her back and pressed a kiss to her temple.

"How much longer are we going to do this Princess?" Bellamy asked.

"I don't know," Clarke sighed knowing he meant their secret not their relationship. "Sometimes I forget why we decided to keep this to ourselves in the first place."

"Me too. Sometimes I just want the world to know you're mine you know?"

"Yea I know," She rolled over to her stomach and glanced up at him. "Me too."

"So why are we still doing this? I love you Clarke," Bellamy cupped her cheeks with his hands. "You know that right?"

"I know and I love you too," Clarke reached up and kissed him. "And I want the world to know too, but this isn't about them. I'm afraid Bell. Everything good in my life gets taken from me. Everything except you. What if that's because we've kept this a secret?"

"I haven't had the best luck with relationships either, but that doesn't mean I'm going anywhere," Bellamy replied. "Baby I'm in this for the long haul. Now that I've got you I don't want to let you go. No matter what the others think."

"Wow," Clarke slid her leg over his hip until she straddled him. "When you say things like that I'm liable to do whatever you want."

"Whatever I want huh?" Bellamy ran his hands up her thighs then her sides before settling them on her hips. "Well, what I want is to tell our friends about us."

Clarke bit her lip, this time not to keep a moan from escaping but out of indecision. She wanted to agree, but the fear was still there. Despite that fear she found herself nodding in agreement. "Ok. Just promise me the only way you get taken from me is when we're 100 years old."

"I promise," He assured her. She leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "Was that a proposal Princess?"

"Maybe," She ran her fingers over his jaw. "How about we take this one step at a time though?"

"Everyone is coming over again tomorrow. We can tell them then," Bellamy waited until she nodded before reaching over to the nightstand again for another condom. "Now hush and have your way with me."

"Gladly," She plucked the condom from his fingers, ripping the packet open with her teeth and licking his hard erection first before slowly sliding it on.

Clarke fell asleep in his arms that night. She was still scared of something good being taken from her, but she loved Bellamy. And in the end she wanted everyone to know that this amazing man was hers.

The next morning they made sure she left before any of the boys woke up including Jasper and Monty who were still sprawled on the living room floor. Clarke fumbled for her keys as she made her way down the hall towards the loft she shared with Octavia and Raven. When she unlocked the door to her apartment both girls were sitting at the table in the kitchen. They had glasses of water in front of them and a bottle of Aspirin between them. Their heads were in their hands as they both moaned and groaned.

"You two look like shit," Clarke chuckled as she shut the door and dropped her keys in the bowl on the entry table along with O and Raven's.

"Gee thanks," Raven grumbled. "Where the hell were you?"

"Bell and I were watching a movie and I fell asleep on his couch," Clarke dropped her bag on the kitchen island. "I'm going to jump in the shower. Then how about we grab something super greasy?"

Clarke shut herself in the bathroom and turned the shower on.

As soon as she finished up in the shower she threw her hair up in a ponytail and pulled on fresh clothes. Octavia and Raven hadn't moved and Clarke chuckled.

"You sure you guys want to try greasy food?" Clarke asked.

Octavia narrowed her eyes at Clarke. "Is that a hickey?"

Clarke inwardly groaned. She knew she should have tried harder to stop Bellamy last night when he'd fused his lips to her neck, but she'd been lost in the sensation. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and aimed it at her neck.

"Um no," Clarke tried to come up with a quick excuse for the mark knowing Bellamy would much rather tell their friends, Octavia especially, together. "I burned myself yesterday with my curling iron. You didn't see it last night?"

"I must have missed it," Octavia replied although she didn't look convinced.

"Food?" Clarke asked to take their attention off the hickey.

XXXX

Bellamy rolled out of bed and padded into the kitchen. He could still smell Clarke on his skin and for once he didn't rush to the shower before the others to wash her off. He pulled a can of coffee from the cabinet and started the pot. As he was pulling a coffee mug from another cabinet a moan drifted from the living room and Monty slowly sat up from the couch.

"Morning Sunshine," Bellamy chuckled.

"Morning," Monty replied as he slowly rose from the floor and shuffled to the kitchen. He sat at one of the stools at the island and accepted the mug Bellamy pushed over.

"Thanks," Monty accepted the cup of coffee with a nod. As he mixed in some sugar he stared curiously at Bellamy.

"What?" Bellamy chuckled as he lowered his cup of coffee.

"I woke up to go the bathroom around 2 last night and I could have sworn I heard a girl coming from your room," Monty said. "It sounded an awful lot like Clarke."

Bellamy slowly lowered the coffee cup to the island. He somehow managed to contain the smile that wanted to break free. Instead he just shook his head. "You must be hearing things. I was watching a movie that's all. Couldn't sleep."

"I could have sworn I heard her," Monty shrugged. "Must've still been drunk I guess."

Murphy, Miller, and Bryan came to the kitchen next, all looking a little green. Miller sank onto the stool next to Monty while Murphy just leaned against the island.

"Remind me again why we did that last night?" Murphy muttered.

"I don't know, but we're not doing it again for a while," Miller replied.

The front door swung open and Clarke came through followed closely by Octavia and Raven. Clarke chuckled at the site she came into and stood next to Bellamy.

"You guys look as crappy as these two," She said as she crossed her arms over her chest. "We were going to head out and get some food. You guys want to come with?"

"Sure," Murphy headed towards his room to change as did Bryan and Miller. Monty shook Jasper awake so they could run across the hall to their loft to change too.

Bellamy gently bumped his hip against Clarke's who looked up at him with a smile. Clarke, very aware of Raven and Octavia watching closely, bit her lip to keep from reaching out to him.

"Aren't you going to get dressed too Bell? Or are you going shirtless?" Clarke teased.

"What's the matter? Like what you see Princess?" Bellamy smiled down at her knowing from the way she was biting her bottom lip that she did.

"Oh my god just get a room already and stop driving the rest of us nuts," Octavia groaned with a roll of her eyes.

"Come on O you know we were just messing around," Clarke said as Bellamy left with an eye roll himself to change.

"Look me in the eye and tell me you don't care about him," Octavia narrowed her eyes at Clarke.

"You know I care about him O," Clarke crossed her arms over her chest. "He's my best friend."

"Then why do you continue to tease him like this?" Octavia asked.

"It's complicated, but it won't be forever. I promise," Clarke replied. She hated deceiving Octavia like this. She was Bellamy's sister and Clarke's best friend. Deceiving the rest of their friends was one thing, but Octavia was different. They needed to come clean because Octavia was beginning to feel just as overprotective as Bellamy was when she started dating Lincoln.

"Whatever you say. We'll meet you guys downstairs," Octavia led Raven outside leaving Clarke standing alone in the kitchen.

"What was that about?" Bellamy asked when he returned to the kitchen. He couldn't resist touching her since they were alone and placed his hand against the small of her back.

"Octavia's feeling overprotective of you," Clarke replied. "Maybe we should've told them sooner."

"Maybe, but we can't change that now," He pressed a kiss to her lips before quickly pulling back.

They decided to walk to a cafe around the corner from the building and settled around a large table in the back. Clarke survived breakfast, but only barely. Octavia could definitely sense that something was up and kept a close eye on them both the whole morning. Bellamy wasn't helping matters either when he chose a chair right next to her and kept sliding his big palm higher and higher on her thigh. Clarke made sure they both were at the back of the group when they left so she could scold him.

"What are you trying to do? Make me jump you in front of O?" Clarke chuckled.

"I can't help it," Bellamy stuck his hands in his pockets so he wouldn't reach out to drag her against him.

"You have to try," Clarke replied with a playful smile, but it slowly faded. "O's already suspicious so we should probably keep our distance from each other until tonight when everyone's over at your place again."

Bellamy growled, but nodded in agreement. He didn't like the idea of not being around her, but knowing how close they were to being open about their relationship was making it hard for him to keep his hands to himself.

"Alright, whatever you say Princess," He pressed a kiss to her cheek then placed his lips against her ear. "Love you."

"Love you too," Clarke whispered back before straightening away. "I'll go catch up to Raven and O so we're not too suspicious."

Clarke ran to catch up to the girls and slid her arm through Raven's as she joined their conversation. Bellamy shook his head with a chuckle and caught up to Murphy, Miller and Bryan.

"Why don't you just bang her and get it over with," Murphy followed Bellamy's gaze to Clarke.

"Shut up Murphy," Bellamy rolled his eyes. "She means more than just a simple one-night stand."

"So do something about it," Miller countered. "You've wanted her long enough. What's stopping you?"

Bellamy sighed as he listened to them. He'd had the same argument with himself many times before they'd gotten together finally. One of the reasons he decided to tell her was he could never come up with a good counter argument.

"I don't know," Bellamy replied praying they'd just drop it.

"Well figure it out cause the rest of us are getting annoyed," Miller said with a pointed look.

Both Bellamy and Clarke spent the rest of the day just waiting for the evening so they could come clean. Between Miller and Octavia they were both slowly loosing the patience and will to keep it a secret. Clarke had ended up claiming she needed a nap just so she could shut herself in her room away from Octavia's prying eyes. Bellamy on the other hand pulled on running shoes and went on a longer than normal route to eat up time.

When dinner time finally rolled around Clarke was about ready to lose it. Octavia wasn't letting up and Raven had jumped on the bandwagon too. Clarke grabbed the hot dog and hamburger buns and left a little before 6 to head for Bellamy's. She'd be early, but at this point she couldn't come up with an excuse to keep to herself anymore.

They were having a BBQ just for the hell of it tonight. That was the great thing about her group of friends. They didn't really need occasions for anything. Since they all lived in the same building random nights together were normal and tonight just happened to be a cleaning out the freezer type of night as they had leftover hamburgers and hot dogs from their "beginning of summer" celebration. When she entered the loft, Bellamy was standing in the kitchen piling hot dogs and hamburgers on two plates to take out to the grill.

"Hey," He slid his arm around her waist and rested his hand against her ass. He surprised her with a kiss on the lips and chuckled at the puzzled look on her face when he pulled back. "What?"

"We're not out yet. Don't you think that was risky?" Clarke wrapped her arms around his waist despite her concern about being caught.

"No ones here so we're safe for right now," Bellamy dropped a kiss to her forehead. "The guys went to make a beer run."

"Just a little bit longer and we won't have to hide it," Clarke gently extricated herself from his embrace, placing her lips on his one more time before she did. "O and Raven were coming right behind me."

As Clarke crossed the kitchen to dig through the utensil drawer Octavia and Raven did come through the front door with Lincoln, Wick and Murphy while Miller and Bryan were right behind them. O and Raven were each carrying a bag of chips while Bellamy's roommates each had a 12 pack in their hands. Harper and Monroe came through next with two Tupperware containers in their hands.

"We had some fruit to get rid of so thought we'd bring it along," Monroe placed the two containers next to the bags of chips on the island.

"Were we supposed to bring something?" Jasper asked worriedly when he and Monty came through the door.

"Nah just your goofy selves," Harper teased.

Everyone made their way to the living room and started arguing about whether to play a game or watch a movie. Bellamy chuckled and placed the plate of hot dogs on the island. Clarke was standing behind the couch watching their friends argue. No one would claim they were a functional group. She jumped when Bellamy wrapped his arms around her and gently dragged her to rest against his chest. Clarke just settled in and let the protest die on her tongue and instead smiled when he pressed a kiss to her temple. Octavia was the first to notice and shot up from where she'd been sitting on the edge of the coffee table. She stared at them with her mouth wide open.

"What's up O?" Bellamy asked without letting Clarke go.

"Um you tell me big brother," Octavia crossed her arms over her chest. "Something you'd like to share?"

Bellamy just shrugged with his arms still firmly wrapped around Clarke. "Well there is something that we thought you all should know. Clarke and I are together."

"You are?" Raven asked with a skeptical smile. "When did this happen?"

"Not long after my dad died," Clarke replied.

"Wait a second. Your dad died five months ago Clarke," Octavia said angrily. "You're telling us you guys have been together as in dating for five months?"

Clarke nodded suddenly worried that Octavia would let her Blake temper get the better of her.

"Why keep it a secret?" Miller asked.

"We've been friends a long time so doing this was a big deal. Neither one of us wanted to ruin that friendship. But we didn't want anything to ruin our chance at something more," Bellamy explained. "We were worried that you guys would be watching our every move and we wanted a chance to see what this was before telling anyone."

"And? What is this?" Raven asked.

"It's love," Clarke looked over her shoulder at Bellamy who was smiling down at her. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips.

"It's about damn time," Octavia finally smiled.

"Seriously guys we were about to lock you both in a room and never let you out until you figured it out," Raven said.

"When do we eat?" Jasper whined causing the whole group to laugh.

"Alright alright Jasper," Bellamy released Clarke's waist, but grabbed her hand instead. "Food's coming right up."

Bellamy and Clarke each grabbed a plate with the burgers and hot dogs and walked out to the deck. Bellamy fired up the grill and placed a few of each on it. Clarke leaned against the railing and slid her hands up his chest to wrap around his neck when he reached for her. His hands settled on the small of her back and he leaned down to press his lips to hers gently.

"That went better than I thought," Clarke ran her fingers through his hair.

"I know," Bellamy rubbed his hands up her sides. "But I don't regret the choices we made."

"Me either," Clarke shook her head in agreement. "I don't like being center of attention and they'd have been watching us like hawks if they knew."

"Kind of like they're doing now I'm assuming?"

Clarke leaned to her left to look over Bellamy's shoulder. She smiled when every single one of their friends jumped at having been caught staring out the window. "Oh yeah."

"Well I say let's give them a show then," Bellamy gripped her waist tightly and lifted her up until her legs wrapped around his waist. Clarke laughed as his lips came crashing down on hers. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and hung on, her musical laughter filling the deck of the loft. She never thought a future was possible with this man, but she was so glad she'd been wrong.