CLARKE

I searched his face, desperate for any hints on what his thoughts may be; I was unprepared for the utter pain and concern streaked across his features. But what surprised me even more was the raw desire that I found in his unguarded brown eyes; it made me ache in a way that I have never felt before, it was enough to make me forget I had knees.

Not trusting my voice I simply nodded, he clasped my hand even tighter, giving me one of his trademark mischievous grins and with that we traded the comfort of the drop ship for the open beauty of the Earth around us.

We were silent was we walked through the camp. It was getting cold, and fast, soon we'd need to rethink plans for winter; but for now I relished in the warmth and safety that Bellamy's strong and capable hands provided. As we came to a stop, I looked around trying to figure out where we were. In the dim light of the fading fire I could make out the gate to the forest, but before I could ask I felt the warmth of his breath skating over the exposed skin of my neck and shoulder, "Do you trust me Princess," he whispered. Before he could pull away though I turned to him, I could feel my lips gently brush his ear, "Completely," I replied. As he straightened I could tell that the intimacy of the moment was not lost on him.

His grin grew wider as he turned to open the gate as silently as possible, and as he pulled me through, into the still foreign woods, I found myself slowly beginning to grin. We proceeded to walk silently, no words were needed, the world seemed at peace around us as we tried to discover ours with it. He led me through the woods for awhile, when he finally stopped he turned to face me with the most tender but mischievous smile. I started to wonder just how his lips would feel, if they would taste like the raw power and passion that emanates from him with whatever he is doing.

"What do you think princess?"

"I don't-

"Look around," he whispered.

As I studied the world around me, I noticed the glimmering azure flowers that seemed to glow in the moonlight. I smiled at the little specs of light that twirled and twinkled as they spun through the air. And when I looked straight up, I saw the familiar stars of my childhood; only from here they seemed to be telling a story. Looking at Bellamy, the way the world lit up around him in that moment I was speechless; he looked like he could be king of the world.

BELLAMY

Just her lips brushing my skin, was enough to make me want to take her in my arms right then and there. But her words had an effect on me like no other: she trusted me entirely, and while I don't know when I had exactly earned it, I knew that I could never do anything to break it.

I opened the gate as quickly as possible, and as soon as she was through it I gently shut it again. I led her through the woods, to a spot not far from the river. I had found it one of our first days on the ground, it seemed magical then. So much unbridled natural life, that only seemed to thrive more in the moonlight. It had become my solace, the only place I found I could be alone with my thoughts, with my demons. I don't know what made me think of taking her here immediately, I never really planned to show anyone, but the moment she stepped into the clearing, and experienced the beauty around her, I knew I had made the right decision. She filled the place up with light, more light than the moon or the sun could provide me with. It was the kind of light that reached deep down, the same light that had saved me from my fears not even a day ago.

She was so radiant; it took every ounce of self-control I had to not march up to her and kiss her until the world ceased to exist.

"Bellamy," her voice cracked, "wha-why? How did you find this place?"

I smiled, I couldn't help it, everything I was feeling I could see on her face. "I found it awhile back; it's where I come to think, to be alone."

"Have you eve-

"No, Clarke, only you." Her eyes were glistening, I stepped right up to her, "Please don't cry," I begged. This was going so wrong, she was supposed to be happy, I never meant to make her sad.

She giggled then, "No, Bellamy, I'm not sad, I'm just, I…I don't know what to say…"

"Tell me you love it here…. that I didn't just assume things were going one way, tell me what I'm feeling is not insane," shit, I was too nervous, I needed to stop talking; I looked away hoping it would help me think better.

She placed her graceful, and tender hand on my face, slowly turning me to face her again, she slowly leaned into my chest, rising on her tip toes, her nose brushed mine, "You're not crazy," then her lips met mine.

CLARKE

Looking at him, hearing him pleading for me to tell him that what we shared was not just in his imagination, I realized that I had no idea how we had gotten here; to depending on each other when we felt alone, needing each other in a way nothing or no one else could satisfy. But I also realized I didn't care how, all I cared about at the moment was him. He was all that mattered. And when our lips finally met, the world no longer existed; it was just us.

His hand slowly slid beneath my tank top, igniting my skin, a moan escaped my lips; he smiled and lifted me up,I wrapped my legs around him, I could feel the growing tension in his pants, and pressing my chest to his I could feel his heartbeat beneath the cotton of his t-shirt. It wasn't good enough, I snaked my hand under his shirt, running my hand over his smooth, solid core, "Clarke," he let out a moan.

Pulling back just a little he studied me through heavy lidded eyes, conveying all my desires, longing, and hunger back to me.

"Clarke, tell me to stop and I will…I would never force you…."

His eyes clouded over with the fear of my possible rejection.

"Bellamy, I want you. I need you," it was true, I needed him more than I've ever needed anything before.

This time when our lips met, there was no uncertainty, there was no restraint, we let every bit of passion, every last feeling melt into each other. As he lifted my top from over my head, the frigid air nipped at my skin, only to be chased away instantly by his bare chest meeting mine, as his shirt found the soft earthy floor. The fire he ignited in me as his hand caressed my bare skin, was insatiable, I still need more. His hand slowly unclasped my bra, and as he tossed it to the ground with our other clothes, he gently lowered me to the Earth's soft, plush surface. He began a trail of delicate kisses, snaking down my body; he paused to gently suck on my nipple, pulling it gently with his teeth, "Bellamy," I moaned, never had I felt so alive. As the warmth grew between my legs, he reached the waistband of my jeans, quickly undoing the button, he began to remove them slowly, taking time to lift my leg and gently graze my skin as he removed my panties, only intensifying the flames beneath my skin. He stood then, to eliminate the final barrier between our bodies; and as he knelt back down, slowly kissing his way back up to my mouth, I admired the unadulterated beauty of his body. His lips finally found mine again, and he flit his shaft over my cilt, another moan fell from my lips.

"Clarke," he murmured in my ear, seeming to ask if I still wanted him.

"Bellamy, you are all I need," I breathed back.

With that he slipped into me, pushing against my walls, slowly gliding deeper and deeper. Once he was in he looked me straight in the eyes, slowly beginning to rock, his eyes were filled with lust, and desire, but something more…then his lips were on mine again. More fervent than before, as he picked up speed, he bent lower to kiss and gently nip my neck, and then my swollen tender breasts, then my shoulder, "Bellamy," I moaned again. He was going harder now, one hand clutching my hip to bring us closer. I wrapped my legs back around him, allowing him to go deeper. I was so close. With his new found penetration he thrust harder, I moaned, reaching my climax as his warmth spread through me.

We laid there, him still in me, panting, and watching each other. I had never felt so safe, so happy, so complete before. Our breathing was slowing, "Clarke," he whispered, as he bent to kiss me one last time before removing himself. As he laid down on the gentle ground beside me, I turned on my side to look at him, he returned my look; it was so tender and loving. I leaned over and gently kissed him again. He wrapped his arms around me, and lowering my head to his chest I knew that I was going to be alright.

BELLAMY

As we laid there, chest to chest, panting, I knew that this was something different. No other girl could ever compare to Clarke Griffin. She was strong, and courageous, and passionate, achingly so. And as she slowly drifted off to sleep in my arms, I knew that no matter what happened from here on out, I would keep her safe. I couldn't lose her. As her breathing slowed, and heartbeat steadied, it started to lulled me to sleep too.

The sun was slowly peaking out from between the trees, and I awoke to find Clarke still fast asleep in my arms. I laid there for awhile just studying her face, the way she looked so at peace with the world when she slept. I wish I could just stay in this moment forever, but it was early, we needed to get back to camp before everyone was awake and wondering where we were. I slowly rubbed her arms and back, trying to gently coax her into waking.

Snap.

I immediately froze, someone was here with us…looking around I couldn't find the source of the sound, but I was quickly becoming more and more aware of the slight creeping feeling on the base of my neck; someone was definitely watching.

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