Guys, I wanted to apologize for staying so long without updating, but it's just that I really had no idea for new drabbles. So I insist... If you can suggested drabbles for me to write. I would definitely appreciate it and it would be much easier for me to bring new drabbles here.
Reminding you also that I am Brazilian, but since most of the stories on this site are in English, I will try to write the drabbles in English. So any grammatical mistake, just excuse me!
Bellamy smiled at his wife as he watched Clarke walk away from the living room and head toward the kitchen to make more popcorn. They were hardly at home alone, but today, as it may seem, they sort of did it. Octavia was at Jasper's house with Monty and Harper, and Madi had gone to a pool party with Ethan and Charlotte. It was a Sunday afternoon, so it really was a perfect day for him to spend time with his wife and do things they normally didn't do when Octavia and Madi were home. So when he thought about it, Bellamy bit his lip and got up off the couch, going after Clarke in the kitchen. Arriving there, he hugged Clarke from behind and kissed her neck.
"Bellamy..." - Clarke laughed, feeling her husband's kiss on her neck.
''What?'' - Bellamy smiled sideways, pretending that he didn't know what was happening
"I know what you're thinking, but the girls can come back anytime, and..." - Clarke was going to explain that wasn't going to roll, but Bellamy interrupted her.
"I'm not thinking anything.'' - Bellamy stated, taking a slight bite into Clarke's ear, still hugging his wife from behind.
"Bellamy, this is dirty play.'' - Clarke said, writhing as Bellamy bit his ear.
''It could be.'' - Bellamy agreed, laughing, before she turned Clarke over to face him and bite her own lip as she looked at her.
"Are you trying to seduce me, Bellamy Blake?" - Clarke asked, laughing. But the truth is, it really had worked. Her husband was indeed a Greek god.
''I am getting it?'' - Bellamy countered, smiling, as she held Clarke's waist tight.
''Wants to know?'' - Clarke sighed, looking at Bellamy - "Fuck this." - The blonde said, giving up resisting, before kissing her husband.
Sensing Clarke's lips to hers, Bellamy deepened the kiss even more, placing his hands on Clarke's thighs when he heard the door of the living room being beat. Shit. Who dared interrupt this moment? Then with a frustrated sigh, Bellamy interrupted the kiss before shouting,
''Madi? Octavia?'' - Bellamy asked, staring at the door leading into the living room,still without taking away the hands of Clarke.
''It's me, Bell.'' - They heard Octavia's voice shouting from across the living room.
''Damn it.'' - Bellamy grunted, moving away from Clarke and looking out the kitchen door, knowing that sooner or later Octavia was going to appear there.
"Octavia wasn't at Jasper's house with Monty and Harper?" - Clarke asked in surprise.
''I thought so too.'' - Bellamy wiped his hands over his face.
"Bell, where are you?" - Octavia shouted, still looking for Bellamy in the house - ''Bell... Clarke... What are you doing here in the kitchen?'' - The girl finally found them, raising her eyebrows in surprise.
''We were making popcorn.'' - Clarke answered promptly.
"Yes, we were making popcorn, O." - Bellamy agreed, which made Octavia look him. She realized what was going on. She wasn't stupid, after all she was 16 and she realized that both Clarke and her older brother were embarrassed to see her coming.
"But where's the popcorn?" - Octavia asked, wanting to enjoy the situation.
"I was about to make the popcorn.'' - Clarke explained, going to the closet and taking the bag of popcorn.
''Got it.'' - Octavia nodded, trying to hold back the laughter. - "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" - The girl asked, wanting to tease her big brother and Clarke. It was fun to see them so embarrassing.
"Of course not, O, don't be silly.'' - Bellamy answered immediately, looking at her little sister.
"By the way, if you want, you can join us in our movie afternoon." - Clarke invited her as she put the popcorn in the microwave.
"Thanks, Clarke, but I just came here to get something." - Octavia smiled, looking at Clarke. - "Jasper, Monty and Harper are waiting for me outside.'' - The girl explained, and Clarke nodded. - "Well, that's it. See you later!'' - Octavia waved, but before she left, Bellamy said:
"I think a satisfaction would be good, O." - Bellamy looked at her, noting that the thing Octavia was holding was a spray that was usually used to spray or graffiti.
"Let's graph the wall of Jasper's room, Bell.'' - Octavia explained, making that little face harmless.
"If this is it, that's fine.'' - Bellamy nodded, sighing. - "Just don't get in trouble and don't get home after ten, okay?" - He warned, looking at his little sister.
"Leave it to me, Bell.'' - Octavia smiled, looking at Bellamy. - "Bye, Clarke.'' - The girl continued, giving Clarke a good-bye. - ''Now you can continue what you were doing!'' - Octavia teased, before running away.
"Octavia, what did you want to insinuate with that?" - Bellamy shouted, but Octavia had already left. - "Did she know?" - The man let out a sigh before looking at Clarke.
"Let's say at the age of 16, I knew how babies were made, too.'' - Clarke blurted out, taking the popcorn out of the microwave, which made Bellamy's eyes widen.
''Clarke!'' - Bellamy looked at her and Clarke laughed as he ate some popcorn.
''Come on, let's go back and watch the movie!'' - Clarke called, grabbing the bag of popcorn and going into the living room.
Bellamy grimaced in frustration, but followed Clarke into the living room anyway. Why should Octavia interrupt them? Now the weather had really cooled. Then, with a sigh, Bellamy sat down on the couch beside Clarke and returned to watch the movie with her. But an hour later, Bellamy simply decided to try again. He was a Blake and the Blakes didn't give up easily.
"Clarke..." - Bellamy turned to look at his wife and took the bag of popcorn from her hand, placing it on the side table.
''What?'' - Clarke laughed, realizing at once her husband's intent.
''This movie is a bit tedious.'' - The man commented, putting his hand on Clarke's thigh. - "Don't you think?" - He asked, smiling at his wife.
"Oddly enough, I think the same thing.'' - Clarke stated, looking at Bellamy's mouth and biting his lip.
''You think it is?" - Bellamy laughs, before taking his wife's face and giving her a breathtaking kiss.
With that done, Bellamy laid Clarke on the couch and pressed his body over hers as he kissed her and squeezed his wife's thighs tightly. Clarke let out a low moan as he felt something vibrating beneath his body. Damn it. It was her cell phone.
"Ignore this, princess.'' - Bellamy asked between the kisses and Clarke really wanted to do this, but she was a doctor. Any call could be urgent.
"I can't, Bellamy.'' - The blonde sighed, which made Bellamy snort, before stepping out of her slowly. Already Clarke just made a little sigh of frustration to then get the cell phone and see who was calling. - "It's my mother." - Clarke warned, raising his eyebrows at Bellamy.
''You better answer.'' - Bellamy sighed, looking at Clarke. Abby didn't live in the city. She and her husband Marcus Kane lived in a seaside town about four hours away. So when she called, Clarke always had to answer, after all they didn't usually talk so often.
''Hi mom!'' - Clarke answered, looking at Bellamy sideways - ''I'll put on the speaker, Bellamy is here too.'' - She warned, placing the call on the speakerphone.
''Bellamy, how long." - Abby said from the other end of the line. - "You're taking good care of my daughter and the girls, are you?'' - The older woman charged with a deep laugh.
"Of course, Abby.'' - Bellamy replied - "If I don't take care, I'm sure my mother-in-law is coming after me." - He joked, looking at Clarke and Abby laughed.
''You can bet that yes.'' - Abby nodded, still laughing. - "But how are you?" Are you all right?'' - She asked, addressing Clarke and Bellamy.
"Sure, mom, we're all right.'' - Clarke replied, glancing at Bellamy.
"And how are the girls?" - Abby insisted, referring to Octavia and Madi.
"They're fine too, Abby." - It was Bellamy who answered this time.
"Where they are?" - Abby asked and Clarke laughed. Your mother really loved a phone call.
''Octavia is at friends' house and Madi went to a pool party.'' - Clarke answered and Abby let out a heavy sigh. - ''What, mom?'' - The blonde asked, listening to her mother's sigh.
"It's nothing, it's just that I'm getting old." - Abby laughs, answering on the other end of the line. - "My granddaughter is already going to a party. How much time did I miss?" - The older woman made a drama, which made both Bellamy and Clarke smile.
"Madi is really growing.'' - Clarke nodded, looking at Bellamy.
"Anyway, I just called to invite you to come to a party that Marcus will be hosting later this month.'' - Abby told the other end of the line - ''He likes children so much that in fact now they are already teenagers and I really miss you.'' - The older woman confessed.
"I miss you too, mom.'' - Clarke sighed, giving a cornered smile to Bellamy.
"And so do I, Abby.'' - Bellamy nodded, looking at his wife. - "And I promise we'll do our best to go to this party." - The man continued, and Clarke smiled at him.
''The possible not." - Abby said from the other end of the line. - "Because neither I nor Marcus took no for an answer.'' - The older woman concluded in a joking tone, but Clarke knew his mother wasn't kidding.
"That's right, mom.'' - Clarke laughs, looking at Bellamy - ''Let's do the impossible to go to this party.'' - The blonde promised, and Bellamy smiled.
''That's the way I like it." - Abby said across the line - "And I'm not interrupting anything, are you?" - The older woman asked. She always felt she was bothering, but Clarke and Bellamy always denied it. Although this time, she actually interrupted something.
"Of course not, mom how absurd.'' - Clarke denied, and Bellamy put her hand to her mouth, trying to hold back the laughter.
At that, Clarke and Bellamy talked to Abby for another thirty minutes, until she finally said she needed to hang up the phone. Clarke did not really know where his mother got so much into it, but she didn't blame him. She and Clarke lived far away, so it was normal for her to ask about various things.
"It seems fate doesn't want us to have sex today." - Bellamy commented laughing after the call ended.
''Who said no?'' - Clarke bit his lip, before feeling Bellamy grab his hair and take her mouth with it.
Clarke and Bellamy continued to kiss on the couch when Clarke started to lift Bellamy's shirt. Sensing what Clarke wanted to do, Bellamy helped her take off his shirt as he buried his head in her neck and lightly kissed the spot.
"We'd better go to the bedroom." - Clarke spoke in a gasping voice.
"I think you're right." - Bellamy agreed, getting up from the couch and holding Clarke's waist in one hand, while with the other, he was holding his shirt.
Clarke was obviously carried away by Bellamy, and soon they were already climbing the stairs between kisses and mess. They literally looked like two teenagers. But when they were about to enter the bedroom, they again heard the door of the living room being struck again.
''Shit, not again!'' - Bellamy complained, letting out a frustrated sigh.
"Put that shirt on, Bellamy.'' - Clarke said, looking earnestly at Bellamy who just smirked, before shouting: - "Octavia?" Madi?'' - The blonde asked, waiting for an answer.
''Leave me in peace!'' - They heard Madi's choked voice, shouting from downstairs.
''She's crying?'' - Bellamy asked worriedly as he pulled on his shirt.
''I guess so.'' - Clarke sighed as he adjusted his hair.
"Do you speak to her or do I speak?" - Bellamy looked at her, sighing.
"Something tells me it's a girl thing.'' - Clarke answered, looking at him - ''Then I speak.'' - The blonde concluded, heading for the stairs.
"After you talk to her, can we..." - Bellamy teased, giving Clarke a wicked grin.
"No, Bellamy.'' - Clarke replied, his eyes widening. - "Definitely not!" - The blonde laughed, and Bellamy just shrugged as she watched Clarke go downstairs to talk to Madi.
It seems like when you have a mother-in-law who loves phone calls and two teens at home isn't an easy task having sex, and Bellamy has discovered this the worst way this. Today was definitely not your day!
Here's a new drabble, I really hope you like it, because I really enjoyed writing it. If you can, tell me what you think. The opinion of all of you is always important. It is. Kisses and until next time! Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx