The 100 smut

Tent walls: Bellarke

10:40PM
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Leading was hard. Building the wall was hard. Taking charge was hard. But what was hardest? Trying to get a group of teenage delinquents to go to bed.

Everyone was finally asleep and the fires had been put out, Clarke was doing a final sweep around the drop ship when something caught her eye. It was a knife, picking it up and brushing off the soil she saw the initials carved into the wooden handle.

B.B.

Bellamy Blake. Her co-leader, Clarke told him he could go to bed while she cleaned up. Reluctantly he had listened. She didn't like Bellamy at first, he was an ass. Still could be, sometimes.

Over time the two had become friends, and they worked well together. Not to mention he wasn't hard to look at, after the whole Finn and Raven dilemma she decided she's better off without Finn. Bellamy Blake was a great distraction too.

He had a reputation though, so Clarke vowed to never catch any feelings for him. Which she hasn't, he's incredibly attractive but that's it. Rumours fly around quickly amongst everyone, rumours that someone saw two girls walk out of Bellamy Blake's tent.

Clarke turned the knife around in her hand. She didn't know whether or not to go and give it to him. It was late and he was probably sleeping, but she decided if she didn't do it now she'd forget.

Clarke made her way over to Bellamy's tent, opening the flap.

"Hey I think I found your.." Clarke stopped abruptly when a shirtless Bellamy turned to face her.

A light glow danced across his face, she was able to see his freckles and dark eyes. He chuckled, Clarke felt her stomach flip.

"My knife?" He questioned, not even bothering to put a shirt on. Not that she was complaining he had a strong build with aching abs and arms so muscular she swore she could see the blood pumping through his veins.

Suddenly she was broken out of her daze by him snapping his fingers in her face.

"Oh uh..yeah your knife." She handed it to him, he was smirking. "I found it out by the drop ship." Clarke could feel her face heating up.

"Like what you see, princess?" He teased. Clarke never understood that nickname, she decided to tease him right back. She raised her eyebrows, meeting his eye.

"You wish." It was her turn to smirk.

Bellamy laughed a little and Clarke thought she's never heard something so beautiful. Bellamy had put the knife down on the floor beside his unmade cot. "I uh..I better get to bed. It's late."

Clarke couldn't help herself from staring, the way his eyes dragged over her body while his lip quirked up into the tiniest smirk.

Clarke started to turn away.

"Right, yeah." Bellamy started to walk towards her. "..just one more thing." Next thing she knew she felt a hand tug on hers lightly forcing her to face him. Bellamy swooped down so fast she barley had time to react.

Clarke inhaled sharply, kissing him back. His other hand gripped her waist as she felt his hand slide up to the back of her neck so he was cradling her head.

Clarke moved in closer, wrapping one hand around his arm the other tangled up in his curls.

Bellamy moved down to her jaw. His teeth gently scraping her soft skin. Clarke tipped her head to the side, he found her sweet spot. Clarke gasped while she felt Bellamy softly chuckle against her.

Bellamy started to go farther, his hands roaming all over her body as she kissed behind his ear. He buried his head between the crook of her neck, gently biting as she gasped. His hands found a way under her shirt.

Clarke followed his steps as he laid her down onto the cot, her pants were discarded somewhere as he moved his elbows to each side of her head. Bellamy dipped down farther, his hand stroking her leg gently as he kissed his way down her body. Clarke tugged on his hair, making him groan.

Bellamy stopped mid kiss to ask her, "you sure you wanna do this princess?"
Clarke met his eye, pulling him up by his hair to messily kiss him.
"Just fuck me." He smiled into the kiss while she felt his middle finger slide into her smoothly. Clarke let out an oh and threw her head back.

She could feel Bellamy's tongue sliding down her body and she bit her lip trying not to scream, he added a second finger while attaching his mouth to her other lips.

"Oh yes, Bellamy just like that-oh.." Clarke moaned, her hands gripping his hair and the one side of his cot.

Bellamy started to move faster, Clarke rolled her hips up against him.

"Oh Bell-don't stop.." she tugged at his hair lightly. "K-keep going, fuck.."

Clarke arched her back while Bellamy messily kissed around her thighs. He removed his hand.

"Bellamy."

She saw him smirk, that oh so handsome devil smirk and Clarke's never wanted anything more.

Bellamy cupped her jaw and kissed her long and slow, god he was good. He was so good. Clarke felt the tip of him touch her entrance, her mouth fell open mid kiss. He smiled, re-adjusting himself so he was lined up against her hips.

He pushed his cock slowly into Clarke, her head fell against his shoulder she could hardly speak. She heard Bellamy grunt as he started to move.

"Oh..fuck Bellamy, fuck!"

She could feel him smirking against her neck, his warmth breathe scattering across her collarbone.

Clarke whimpered as he drove into her faster, he groaned into her neck.

"Oh fuck, Clarke.."

Clarke tugged on his curls and brought his lips to hers, he kiss messy and out of breath but Bellamy started to slide his hand down her body.

His thumb rested atop her clit and he began rubbing hard circles causing Clarke to arch her back and moan out.

"Holy shit," she says out of breath, squirming. "Don't stop..Jesus Christ Bellamy."

Clarke dug her nails into his back and her orgasm was riding over her, "oh Bellamy!" She screams.

Bellamy comes with a grunt as he's biting her ear, they both are out of breath.

Bellamy slowly removes himself and lays down beside her, kissing her neck and collarbone sweetly.

Clarke hums, "God that was good." Her eyes were closed but she could feel him smiling.

"Hmm, yeah?"

The blonde rolls her head to the side to face him, "yeah, it was."

She pulls him in and kisses him gently, Bellamy wraps an arm around her torso as Clarke covers them both with a thin sheet.

They fall asleep like that, embracing one another.

WHOOHOO first smut entry is done!! Sorry it took sooooo long, and hopefully it's what you wanted. I'm currently working on many projects, not to mention school. So I hope this fits your standards and the next one will be posted very soon:)