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BELLAMY BLAKE MASTERLIST

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Dating Bellamy Would Include:
  • Strong armed hugs
  • Catching him staring at you
  • Having to repeat yourself because he was too invested in his staring
  • Stroking your thumb over his scar after kissing him
  • Him being better at doing your hair because of his sister
  • Being jealous of Bellamy and Octavia’s relationship
  • “We’re gonna have 12 kids”
  • “I’m maxing at 3”
  • Neck mumbles at night
  • Tracing his arm veins
  • You spooning him when he’s upset
  • Him giving you massages to calm you down
  • “We’re gonna be alright”
  • Pretending he doesn’t like flowers around the others but wears flower crowns in your shared tent
  • “You’re so pretty”
  • Him rolling his eyes because you called him pretty
  • Slow, gentle, look-each-other-in-the-eyes sex
  • Rough sex
  • “You’re jealous of Murphy?!”
  • Sex against any wall that can withstand it
  • Him teaching you how to fire a gun
  • All the girls smirking at you when they see scratch marks on his back
  • Catching him working out in the early morning - sweaty and shirtless
  • Becoming friends with Octavia and him watching with happiness when you two interact
  • The other girls trying to get his attention but he always walks over and kisses you
  • Riding his thigh because it’s too perfect and muscular for you not to
  • Him demanding cuddles
  • Calling him a puppy
  • Wearing his jacket because it’s cold and he likes you in it
  • Him telling you stories from books that he’d memorized from his childhood
  • “You’re such a nerd”
“Eating Out.”- The 100  Preference

(A/N I thiNK I AM BACK IN THE GROOVE GET READY.)

Requested: yes

NSFW 

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Bellamy Blake:  Bellamy would love going down on you. He knew how great it felt on him so he could only imagine how you felt. He would be the type to lead up to it with neck kisses and body kisses and maybe playing with your boobs and making sure they’re nice and stimulated before he pressed kisses to your hipbones then dive right in. He’d suck and flick relentlessly. He’d chuckle as you grasped his hair with wild moans as he brought you higher. 

“Baby, you taste amazing.” He’d smirk with a glistening chin.

John Murphy: Murphy is not kind when it comes to the topic. He’ll rip off your pants and underwear with a growl. He sees it as a punishment. He is very rough and won’t stop when you cum. He’ll go and repeat his actions until you’re withering. He’ll smack, lick, but most of all suck until you’re begging him to stop. By then he’s smirking as he laps up what is left of his ‘meal’. 

“Hope you’re not too sensitive…cos I’m not done princess.” He smirks

Japser Jordan: Jasper loves having you go down on him more, but he loves to eat you out in return, he just doesn’t think he’s good at it. He shyly licks like you’re an ice cream cone as you put your legs on his shoulders. He relishes every moan that comes from your mouth and can’t get enough of how you sound. He watches you with a grin when he sucks, and it doesn’t take long till you’re gasping for air as you ride down from your high. 

“I think I’m getting better at this…maybe I need more practice.” He says slyly. 

Monty Green: Monty very skilled with his mouth. Despite popular belief he knows just the right places to kiss, lick…suck. He’s very proud of how fast he can bring you to orgasm and often, he likes to make you go more than once. He doesn’t ask you to repay the favor, but appreciates it either way. He just loves the faces you make and makes it his goal to make it a amazing night with you.

“You always look so beautiful.” He smiles as he kisses your neck. 

Lincoln: Lincoln is also quite skilled when it comes to eating out. Never ceasing to amaze you as he never ceases to amaze you with his rapid tongue. He loves to gently lick and he has two modes, The jealous mode when he’s absolutely ruthless and leaves you withering in pleasure as he nibbles, sucks, licks, and even flicks. Then he has gentle love making mode where he gently does it leaving you in agonizing pleasure as you beg him. Causing him to smile he continues. 

“Amazing baby doll. You’re amazing.” He grins.

“Hope you’re ready to go again. We have all night.” He growls 

Roan: Roan has two modes when it comes to eating out. If he’s had a stressful day, it’s ruthless and countless orgasms. This includes jealousy as well as being angry at the idiots he deals with daily. IF it is one of those days he keeps track and doesn’t stop till he hits four, this will lead to very rough foreplay and sex more times than not. Others is when he feels like relentlessly teasing you till you’re almost in tears, begging for him to go faster. Either way it drives him wild. 

“Aww…does someone want to cum? You’re going to have to beg me princess…like you mean it.” He growls as he keeps his pace going rapidly 

“Come on baby girl…let go…let me taste you.” He whispers sweetly. 

the 100 ~masterlist~

hello, everyone! this is my masterlist for ‘the 100′ (as made obvious by the title) lol. I will update this either the day that I upload new content, or the day after. upcoming works may be listed, but I’m a little hesitant bc my updates are always oddly timed, I don’t have a set upload date. once I get back into the groove of things, the updates should become more regular.his cute lil bolt symbolizes smut/mentions of it, so beware. every time I reblog/edit this, the new additions will be bolded. so please check them out. thank you for all the positive feedback guys! much love xoxox.


their names in your phone

sorted into hogwarts houses

Bellamy Blake

Commander Lexa

Jasper Jordan

John Muprhy

Lincoln

Monty Green

Octavia Blake

Raven Reyes

THE HOT GUY AT THE CLUB (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

Request: Bellamy x reader where reader is friends with Octavia and one night the reader goes to a club and has sex with a really hot guy. The next day she goes to Octavia’s house and Octavia is thrilled because her older brother, whom you have never met, is finally back from college. You realize bellamy is the guy you hooked up with. Smut pls

PART TWO


The music was loud and his body was close. As you danced to the track blaring through the speakers, you felt the stranger’s fingers pressing into your hips from behind. And you loved it. 

You turned around, coming face to face with the boy who said hi at the bar a few minutes ago. He looked down at you and the smile he gave you nearly made you collapse. He was beautiful and the way he started a conversation so easily felt comfortable and natural. 
The hot sweaty bodies dancing around pushed you into his arms and the two of you danced closer under the flickering of the club lights. After getting to his house, everything was a blur of bare bodies and daring touches. 

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Sleepover | Bellamy Blake X Reader

English isn’t my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.

Request: Hi, can you make a Bellamy Blake x reader modern AU where the reader is new at school and ends up becoming Octavia’s best friend. Bellamy is popular and he “commands” the school. When Octavia takes the reader to sleep at home, Bellamy keeps flirting with her and trying to lead the reader to bed. Smut, only if you want! Please and thank you.

A/N: Sorry for the delay. I have never written smut and it was a bit complicated for me. But I tried. Hope you like it <3

Characters: Bellamy/fem!reader, Octavia.

Modern AU.

Warnings: Smut.

(F/T/S) stand for “Favorite TV show” /(R/C/N) stand for “Random character name”.

Word Count: 3194 words.

Parts of the series: (1) (2) (3)

Moving to a new school is never really good. It has a lot of pressure. The pressure of new teachers who expect you to do your best, the pressure to make new friends, in short, pressure to be in a new place of which you do not know anyone or anything. (Y/N) was feeling all this pressure as she headed for her first day at her new school.

The girl feels her stomach churning as she passed through the gates of the place that she would attend the rest of the year. She felt observed, as if every move she did would count in the judgment that people would do, but at the same time she felt as if no one cared about her presence in that place.

When she walked into her class, she felt some eyes staring at her. Some people smiled, some others didn’t seem to have any reaction to her arrival, and some send a simple “hi” while (Y/N) walked the desks looking for somewhere to sit.

Many people continued to stare at her as she sat in a desk over the back of the room, but no one seemed interested enough to go talk to her. Until Octavia entered the room. God bless Octavia Blake.

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Warmth

Bellamy X Reader: Angst, smut

Request? Yes:

Bellamy smut where he sees one of the delinquents try to get the reader in bed, and he beats him up. Reader argues with him and he tells her he just wants to protect her, and sweet sex comes afterwards.

Author’s note: I wrote this pretty quickly, so I apologize if it’s got some grammatical/spelling errors. I just wanted to give something to my lovely followers that have stuck with me since the beginning. I really appreciate those of you that haven’t deserted me since the Harry era began. I know it’s probably sort of annoying. Xoxo. Hope you enjoy!


It’s probably been the best night you’ve had on the ground. All of the delinquents are surrounding a monster of a bonfire. There’s been no sign of grounders for a week, and everything seems so peaceful. Monty made up a large batch of moonshine and Finn found a stereo somewhere, complete with a collection of music more than a century old. Everyone is bubbly with alcohol and calmed by the tunes. Even Murphy lets his head bob along to the beat.

Your own body is buzzing with intoxication, just to the point of a pleasurable, meditative happiness. All of your nerves are electrified and the music digs its way to your core. It only takes a few moments of observing the scene before you’re on your feet with another small group of delinquents, swaying with your eyes closed. Nothing matters but the soft beat of the drums and the chill of the air.

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dating bellamy blake would include...

Originally posted by bellarke

- counting the freckles on his face

- protecting you at ALL costs

- “be careful”

- he would literally die for you

- him winking when he catches you staring

- playing with each other’s hair

- making time for you after missions

- being called princess, babe, babygirl, & baby

- neck kisses and hickeys !!

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“Daddy.” The 100 preferences

Bellamy Blake: 

Bellamy was pounding into you at such a hard pace that you couldn’t even think straight. Nails scratching down backs, heavy moans and groans being the only human noises. The rook reeked of sex and before you could even think about what you were saying, the words slipped between your lips. 

“Oh daddy please don’t stop.” Bellamy ceased his thrusts as he stared down at you. Your eyes widened as he looked at you with a slow spreading evil grin. 

“Daddy huh? He smirked as he snapped his hips forward. You let a needy moan out as you stared up at him with pleading eyes. 

“I like that…beg for daddy won’t you princess?” He said as he continued to thrust harshly into you.

John Murphy:

John secretly had a daddy kink and you knew it. He loved to spank and you knew that he loved to be in charge. You decided tonight was the night to confront him. You spent the whole day teasing him with brushes against his crotch and low cut shirts. You were bent over in front of him and he finally snapped. Grabbing your butt causing you to straighten up.

“Princess we need to talk.” He growled. You giggled and turned to face him. 

“Do we ever…daddy.” You whispered as you murmured hotly in his ear. He grabbed your ass with a low groan. 

“Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

“Just try to keep up daddy.” You winked as you strutted away from him leaving him hot on your heels. 

Jasper Jordan: 

Jasper wasn’t prepared at all the moment the word tumbled from your lips. You both stopped as it sunk in what happened. You looked at Jasper with a blush spread across your cheeks in embarrassment.

“Jasp-”

“Say it again…please.” 

“Daddy…” And with that he was pounding into you. Your nails raked down his back as he slowed down long enough for you to put your legs over his shoulders causing him to get a deeper angle. 

“Oh yeah baby girl…cum for daddy.” 

Monty Green: 

Monty had been wanting to have a night where the both of you could try out kinks. You both made a list and at the top of his you read ‘Daddy Kink’. You smirked as you looked at him.

“You want me to call you daddy?” He squirmed. You giggled as you crawled on top of him. “Don’t you like that daddy?” You asked innocently. He grabbed your face with a growl as you almost gasped. 

“You better be ready princess…daddy doesn’t plan on stopping.” 

i begged (bellamy blake+lincoln one-shot)

Plot:  It’s similar to a Batman/Catwoman situation here, where Bellamy and Lincoln are wealthy philanthropists and secret vigilantes and you’re a woman who’s way out of their league both romantically and financially, so you say. You’re a high-end escort, you had class. Even then, Bellamy and Lincoln inspired you, aroused you, yet you knew nothing would come out of it, of anything. So why not indulge in a night of fun?

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Angel x Lincoln

Warnings: smut overload, babies. threesome smut. ice play. ass eating. boy x boy. oral. no actual fucking though. swearing. dirty talk. nipple play. orgasm denial. ass eating. the works. 

A/N: I’m so nervous. please tell me what you think. this is the first boyxboy smut I’ve ever written. it’s also the first threesome smut I’ve ever written. I’m so nervous. goodbye. much love to you babes. also so sorry if i tagged you and you didn’t want to be tagged. (ps, I wanted to add visuals, but it wouldn’t let me)

“Welcome, Ms. Angel. Mr. Blake and Mr. Lincoln will be pleased to see you,” a butler smiled as he let me in, gently taking my coat off to hang it with the others.

“And I will be pleased to see them,” I smile at him and chuckle as I follow the throng of people headed to the ballroom, a light shiver running down my back as I think of all the fun I would have tonight.

I walk into the ballroom, my eyes almost immediately meeting with Bellamy’s. His eyes grow dark as he takes in my appearance, a small sliver of appreciation for the dress he would help rip off tonight. I smirk and turn my back to him, making my way to the surprisingly empty bar as I spot Lincoln not far away. He stops mid-conversation, his eyes shamelessly roaming over every inch of me before they meet mine. I can almost hear a soft growl leave his mouth as I smile and pay him no mind.

“A glass of chardonnay, if you will,” I smile at the bartender as he nods and gets to work. I rest an elbow on the bar, resting my chin in my hand as I wait for my drink.

“Bored already, princess?” Bellamy stands almost directly behind me, his hot breath fanning against the back of my neck causing my hair to stand on end.

“What makes you say that?” I whisper, turning to face him as the bartender hands me my drink.

“You’re alone at the bar. Need I say more?” The corners of his mouth turn up as he eyes my cleavage.

“Come on, Bellamy. Show me a little respect,” I take a sip of the chardonnay, purposely letting a drop to rest on my bottom lip as I remove my glass.

“I haven’t stripped you in front of our guests, have I?” He whispers, taking a deep breath as the drop of chardonnay falls down my bottom lip to my chin and finally down my neck.

“Oh, but that’s what she’d like,” Lincoln’s gravelly voice reaches my ears just as his head dips down to my neck, licking the chardonnay clean off before standing and leaning back against the bar. “She wants us to humiliate her in front of all these people.”

“I would like that,” I whisper, eyes roaming over the crowd gathered for the charity ball. “Why else would I come here bare?”

“I can’t wait to get my hands on you,” Bellamy grits his teeth as his stormy eyes meet my barely impassive onest.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” I whisper as I take another sip of the wine, savoring it.

“Sweetheart, you’re treating us like you would any other job,” Lincoln chuckles, shaking his head. “We’re not like any of your other clients.”

“I’m counting on it, Lincoln. I need a change,” I lean over to him, brushing my lips against his earlobe. “I need you.”

“That’s enough,” Bellamy growls, pulling me back, pressing my chest against his as Lincoln laughs. “I can’t walk around my own charity ball that with a boner. So stop this right now.”

“Oh, you don’t really mean that, Bellamy. Do you?” I whisper, bringing a hand around to grope his dick over his pants.

Bellamy clenches his jaw as Lincoln just watches, his own arousal already evident through his grey suit. I lightly lick Bellamy’s jaw as I wait for him to crumble, my eyes never leaving Lincoln’s.

“Upstairs. Now.” Bellamy pulls away, his large hand engulfing my tiny wrist as he pulls us away from the crowd, from the ballroom.

“Jesus, that took forever,” Lincoln whispers, already undoing his tie as he makes his way ahead of us to the grand staircase.

“If I didn’t have any self-control, I’d fuck you on these marble railings,” Bellamy growls in my ear and my resolve nearly breaks. “I almost lost it in front of all my guests. I’m not letting you off that easily, princess.”

Lincoln’s made it to the top. He’s talking to the butler, probably spreading some lie that I felt unwell, to tell their guests that he and Bellamy were sorry. I knew, almost for a fact, that I’d be the only sorry one tonight. The butler quickly nodded, running to inform the rest of the staff as Bellamy and I reached the top. Bellamy guided me to the bedroom, not walking in with me until he was sure no one else was there to witness the show.

I walked through the door, Lincoln awaiting inside with his tie in his hands, a small smirk playing on his lips as he sees me walk in.

“What’s with the tie?” I raise a brow, not pegging him as the rough kind. Passionate, sure. Rough? That’d be a pleasant surprise..

“This is here in case you touch us when we don’t ask you to,” Lincoln smirk grows, as does the bulge in his pants. He loves the power.

Bellamy quickly makes his way inside, locking the door behind us, his hands immediately around my neck as he slams me against the door.

“I thought I told you, princess. Tease me again, and I won’t let you cum. Not even if Lincoln begs you to cum in his mouth,” Bellamy raises his brows at me, a slight whimper escaping my mouth.

“But-”

“No buts or I’ll gag you,” Lincoln walks up, eyes dark as Bellamy loosens his grip. “Rip her dress off, Bellamy.”

Bellamy takes a step back and for the first time that night, or ever for that matter, I’m standing in front of them, untouched and fully dressed yet somehow feeling more vulnerable than ever. They both just stand there, eyes roaming every inch of me. For the first time, I find myself nervous. I squirm a little before Bellamy does what Lincoln asked him to do: he places his hands on either side of my neckline and rips my dress in half, my body completely bare underneath the fabrics. They both bite back a moan, staring at me as though their breath was caught in their throats. Lincoln gently pushes the straps off my shoulders and stands there in awe, both he and Bellamy still studying every inch of me.

“W-why are you guys staring at me like that?” I clear my throat and look up at them, Bellamy being the first one to return my gaze.

“Because you’re a work of art,” Bellamy whispers hoarsely.

“And we wanna savor every moment, but we also want to fuck you so hard that you can’t get up tomorrow morning,” Lincoln whispers, making the first move. He steps closer, one hand wrapping around my back as the other is splayed across my stomach. “May I?”

Unable to speak at all, I simply nod. Lincoln takes that as invitation enough. He latches his mouth around my nipple, his teeth grazing the hard bud.

Bellamy lets out a soft moan, not making any move to touch me. I whimper and his eyes meet mine, a touch darker than they were before.

“Won’t you help Lincoln out?” I moan as Lincoln smacks my ass.

“She tastes delicious, Bellamy,” Lincoln lets go of my nipple long enough to bury his face in my neck, biting down along the side as Bellamy takes a step and grabs the back of my neck.

“Spread your legs for me, princess,” Bellamy’s voice is husky at this point, clearly aroused. I immediately do as he asks, my legs spread out before him. His eyes linger on mine for a moment too long as his hand moves between my legs. “That’s a good girl.”

I moan as he sticks two long, slim fingers inside me, a small smirk on his face as he gets the reaction he hopes for. Lincoln steps behind me, his clothed bulge rubbing against my ass as he presses me against him.

“Please take off your clothes,” I whimper, finding it unfair that while I was bare, they were still fully clothed. Bellamy slides down between my legs, his mouth finding my clit as his fingers continued to move in and out of me. I let out a light yelp, my fingers carding themselves into his hair in an attempt to pull him closer. Bellamy immediately stops, looking up at me with raised eyebrows.

“Did we say you could touch us?” Lincoln growls into my ear as his hand wraps around my throat. “Did we say you could move?”

My eyes grow wide as Bellamy stands up, his dark orbs boring into my light brown ones. He removes his fingers from inside me only to use that hand to slap my pussy.

“I believe Lincoln asked you a question, princess,” Bellamy grits out, finding Lincoln’s tie and wrapping it around my wrists. “You have to answer his question.”

“N-no,” I whimper as Lincoln’s free hand snakes around me, his fingers gripping my nipple. “N-no, I was not allowed to touch you.”

“And yet, here we are,” Bellamy growls, slapping my pussy once again, more roughly this time. “You directly disobeyed us.”

“I-I’m so sorry. Please. It won’t happen again,” I bite my bottom lip as Lincoln takes a step away, and I once again find myself bare and vulnerable in front of the boys.

“Of course you won’t because you can’t,” Lincoln smacks my ass roughly as he tugs on the tie around my wrists, dragging me to the bed. Bellamy disappears into the closet before coming back out with rope in his calloused hands.

“Lay her down on the bed, Lincoln. And be gentle,” Bellamy smirks, knowing full and well this was the only time they’d be gentle with me.

Lincoln does as Bellamy asks, gently placing me in the center of the bed. He nips my earlobe, before stepping away and letting Bellamy do the rest. Taking one look at Bellamy, I could tell he loved this. He loved being in charge, punishing the girls who disobeyed him even the slightest bit. He wrapped both my arms and my legs to a bedpost before stepping away to admire his handiwork.

“God you look fucking perfect,” he growls as he Lincoln strip out of their suits, standing at the edge of the bed in their naked glory. I whimpered at the sight of them, at the idea of what they could and hopefully would do to me tonight. I was enjoying being tied up too much.

“Should we touch her, Bellamy?” Lincoln smirks, seeing my wetness pool between my legs. He knew I loved being dominated.

“I think we should show her what she’s missing first, don’t you?” Bellamy smirks, turning to face Lincoln as Lincoln raises a brow at him.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Lincoln growls, wrapping one arm around Bellamy’s waist and the other gripping the back of his neck. I let out a gasp, pleasantly surprised with their actions. Lincoln bites Bellamy’s bottom lip, sucking on it before kissing him fully, causing Bellamy to moan.

“Fuck,” I whimper, laying there hopelessly as Lincoln squeezes Bellamy’s ass, his mouth clearly dominating Bell’s.

I lift my hips up, hoping to get some sort of attention only to be ignored. Bellamy lifts a hand, roughly smacking Lincoln’s ass as Lincoln grounds his fully erect cock against Bellamy’s.

I moan loudly and Bellamy smirks, making a show of showering angry kisses all along Lincoln’s neck and shoulders, leaving marks across every surface his lips touched. Lincoln moans as Bellamy wraps his lips around Lincoln’s hardened nipples. He cards his fingers through Bell’s wavy brown locks just as I wished to do. Bellamy bites down on Lincoln’s nipple, causing Lincoln to scream as Bellamy tugs on it. Bellamy smirks as Lincoln grabs him by the hair, pulling him up only to smash his lips against Bell’s eagers ones. Bellamy whimpers as Lincoln sucks on his tongue and gently brushes his fingers against Bellamy’s anus.

“Fuck,” Bellamy whimpers against Lincoln’s lips as Lincoln smacks his ass.

“Turn around for me,” Lincoln smirks, rubbing Bellamy’s ass. “I really want to taste your ass, Bellamy.”

And that is when I lost my resolve. The words whispered between them at that point pushed me over the edge. All I want is for them to touch me, for me to please them, and so I did the one thing I swore I would never do: I begged.

“P-please,” I whimper, my hips lifted up to display my soaking, throbbing pussy. My nipples are erect and aching as they, too, beg for the boys’ touch. “P-please touch me. I-I’ll do anything, everything. Just please. I need you both.”

Lincoln moaned against Bellamy’s lips as I begged them both, nodding his head as Bellamy’s eyes landed on my abandoned body.

“Fine,” Lincoln nods, still rubbing Bellamy’s ass. “Lay on the bed, Bellamy. Get on all fours on the bed, Stick your ass out for me while you bury your face into Angel’s pussy.”

Bellamy quickly obliges, eager to feel both Lincoln’s tongue inside him and his tongue inside me. He rests himself right over me, his beautiful mouth just an inch away from my glistening opening. He smirks as I continue to lift my hips up desperately.

“Down, princess,” he whispers as he splays his fingers all over my opening, pushing me down. I moan loudly, even the slightest touch affecting me at this point. He chuckles, allowing his fingers to barely graze over the tops of my thighs. I whimper loudly under his teasing touch. His eyes meet mine and he lowers his lips against my throbbing, wet pussy. His open mouth barely settles on my clit and I let out a light scream, already near the edge. Bellamy realizes this, an evil smirk playing against his lips as he leans down again, doing the same exact thing only for a second longer.

“Ah, fuck, I’m so close!” I moan loudly and Bellany sticks his long, skilled tongue inside me as I scream. “Almost there, almost there,” I scream as he wiggles his tongue around, pulling it out just as I’m about to reach my high. I whimper, tears in my eyes as Bellamy chuckles and Nathan laughs, standing directly behind him.

“Aw did the little girl think we were going to let her cum so easily?” Lincoln smiles, proud of Bellamy’s work. “We’re barely getting started.”

Lincoln walks next to me, grabbing a glass of ice water from the bedside drawers and taking a sip, sighing as though his thirst had been quenched.

“Bellamy do you want to do the honors or shall I?” Lincoln holds the glass out to Bellamy and Bellamy grabs it.

“I would love to,” he reaches inside the glass, pulling out a couple ice cubes. “We’re going to have so much fun, princess,” Bellamy kisses my stomach before reaching over to put the glass back on the bedside drawer, the tip of his cock teasingly brushing against my pussy as he does so.

“Bellamy, fuck,” I whimper, already on edge from his previous teasing.

“Oops?” He smirks and takes a nipples into his mouth, sucking on it before letting it out with a pop. I whimper, a tear falling down my face as Bellamy continues to tease. “Princess, if we don’t give you multiple mind-blowing, leg-numbing orgasms, then my name isn’t Bellamy Augustus Blake.”

“We just like to play a little,” Lincoln whispers and kisses me roughly, his hand squeezing my nipples as I screamed into his mouth. “Does the princess like that? Does she like when I pull and pinch and bite her nipples?”

“Yes, sir,” I whimper and moan, everything they do pushes me more and more to the edge.

“That’s my filthy girl,” Lincoln moans as he bites my nipple, tugging on it before lifting himself up.

“Now,” Bellamy kisses my inner thigh and smiles. “I’m gonna place a single ice cube against your stomach, here,” Bellamy does as he says he would, the ice cube causing me to tense my stomach. “You’re not allowed to let this fall, understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I whisper, nodding under Bellamy’s strict gaze. “W-what about the other cube?”

“This one,” he smiles, a rueful look in his eyes. “This one is for your beautiful, swollen clit. I’ll hold it there while my tongue plays with the rest of you.”

“O-oh,” I whimper and nod, biting my bottom lip as Bellamy blows against my pussy.

Lincoln walks back over to Bellamy, smacking his ass, admiring the view. Bellamy hums contently, burying his face against my slits, using my pussy almost like a pillow as he trails the ice cube up my inner thighs.

“Ohhhh fuck,” I pull against the restraints, momentarily forgetting about the ice cube.

“Uh-uh-uh,” Lincoln shakes his head as Bellamy looks up at me. “You can’t let that fall.”

“Y-yes, sir,” I whisper, slowly letting go as the ice falls back against my navel.

“Good girl,” Bellamy whispers just as Lincoln leans down and sticks his tongue in Bellamy’s ass. “Oh, fuck,” Bell’s fingers dig into the my thighs as his nose rubs against my clit.

I arch my back, the ice cube rubbing against the top of my pelvis area as Bellamy lifts his head up. He takes his ice cube and places it directly on my clit, not moving it as I moaned.

Lincoln smacks Bellamy’s ass as he spreads his cheeks wider, burying his tongue in Bellamy’s tight hole. Bellamy moans and Lincoln smirks, sucking on his balls as Bellamy tries to control himself.

Bellamy replaces the ice cube on my clit with his teeth, biting it as he mercilessly sticks his fingers inside me. I arch my back, the ice cube now fully resting on my pelvis as I moan and beg. He quickly moves his fingers in and out of me as Lincoln’s mouth moves down, now taking all of Bellamy’s cock.

“Fuck, Lincoln,” Bellamy groans, letting go of my clit for a moment. “Just like that, baby. Just like that.”

Lincoln moans as he deep-throats Bellamy’s cock while Bellamy pulls his fingers out just as I’m about to cum. I whimper, fresh tears coating my cheeks as he does so.

Bellamy moves a hand up and circles his barely there ice cube against my nipples, with Lincoln still deepthroating him. Lincoln’s hands reach out, one of them to grab Bellamy’s balls and the other to play with his hole.

“Fuck,” Bellamy groans as Lincoln smacks his ass. “That’s my good boy. Pleasing me in all the best ways.”

I moan as I hear Bellamy praising Lincoln. Bellamy brings his other hand up as well, sticking his fingers in my mouth as I taste myself, smiling softly.

“My beautiful girl,” Bellamy moans and gently bites my stomach, pausing as Lincoln gags on his length. Bellamy grunts and moans loudly as he cums, I’m assuming, inside Lincoln’s mouth. “Fuck yes.”

Lincoln licks Bellamy clean and stands, a bit of cum dripping down the side of his mouth.

“Come here… please,” I whisper and Lincoln’s eyes go dark as he does what I ask, Bellamy’s eyes following our every move. Lincoln stops right next to me, his head lowering as he realizes what I want to do. “Bellamy, may I?”

Lincoln faces Bellamy, the cum leftover on his face now in clear view.

“Fuck, princess. Of course you may,” he groans and sits up, watching us.

Lincoln turns back to face me and I lift my head up slightly, poking my tongue out to gently lick Bellamy’s cum off his face. I sigh, reveling in the taste as Lincoln clenches his jaw. As soon as I’m done, Lincoln smashes his lips against mine, his tongue forcing itself into my mouth as I groan, tasting even more of Bellamy. He wraps a hand around my throat, groaning as he pulls away.

“I’m gonna fuck your mouth. How does that sound, Angel?” Lincoln growls as I whimper, nodding.

“Th-that sounds great, sir,” I nod and Bellamy kisses my pussy.

“And I’m going to fuck you. You can cum all you want this time, okay?” Bellamy rubs my thighs apologetically. “I know we’ve been rough, but god do I want to make you cum over and over and over.”

I moan and arch my back as Lincoln climbs on top of me, his dick inches from my face. I open my mouth for him and he groans, easily sliding his dick inside. I moan around his cock as Bellamy gently kisses my pussy, rubbing his thumb against my clit.

Bellamy places multiple open-mouthed kisses against my opening before diving in, finally giving me what I’ve wanted all along: he fucks me with his tongue. I writhe and moan, my mouth vibrating over Lincoln’s cock as I deepthroat him. He groans, cursing under his breath as he fucks my mouth, saliva pooling around my mouth. He pushes his cock in and out mercilessly, my eyes tearing up. Bellamy continues teasing my clit as his tongue moves rapidly in figure eights inside me. I let out a scream with Lincoln’s cock still in my mouth as I finally orgasm all over Bellamy’s face, squirting and writhing and shaking like there’s no tomorrow. Lincoln lets out a loud growl as he cums in my mouth, my scream pushing him over the edge. I swallow over bit of his cum, sucking him clean as he pulls his cock out of my mouth.

“Fuck,” Lincoln’s legs shake slightly as he slides down next to me.

I can barely make a sound: tears running down my face, saliva and cum all down my chin and neck, stomach still spasming as I finish riding my high.

Bellamy crawls over on top of me, wiping my tears and kissing me.

“You did it,” he grabs a towel and cleans my face and between my legs. I hiss, my pussy still sensitive from all the biting and teasing. “I’m sorry, princess.”

Bellamy kisses my chest as Lincoln unties all my limbs, gently kissing my wrists and ankles that now have rope burns on them. I nod gently, indicating that it was okay.

“What would you like to do next, princess?” Bellamy asks, pressing soft kisses against my stomach as Lincoln stretches out. “Princess?”

He and Lincoln both look over to find me asleep, a soft smile on my face as I lay spread out: marks and bruises covering almost every inch of me, their works of art.


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Bellamy Blake x Reader

Prompt: “If you had asked me to stay, I would’ve.”

Warnings: Angst; Swearing

You had been walking around Arkadia, talking amongst the people of the camp. Your newly given guard jacket felt heavy on your shoulders considering it was a size too big. They chose to make you guard after Bellamy had upped and left out of nowhere. At first Kane was skeptical, you had been pretty tore up after the older Blake sibling left but you kept on a strong facade.

“How are you feeling?” you turned around at the sound of Kane’s familiar voice. He stood behind you with a soft smile as he looked you over in the guard uniform.

You sighed softly and averted your gaze to your boots before looking back up at Marcus. He asked this every day even though it had been nearly three weeks since Bellamy was gone. “I’m fine. Tired, but fine,” you answered and shrugged a bit.

Kane opened his mouth to speak again but he was interrupted by the sound of the alarm going off at the gate, signaling someone was outside or between the wall and the tree line.

You and Marcus ran side by side to the gate, an assault rifle being thrusted into your hands. “What do we got?” you called out as you checked the gun to make sure it was loaded and ready.

“We saw something along the tree line, it’s started moving into the pasture. Possibly a Grounder,” Miller answered you and stepped forward with his own gun ready.

You nodded and positioned the gun on your shoulder before ordering the other guards to open the gate. Everyone was under your command, no one allowed to fire unless you said so. The gate opened slowly and you stepped forward, peering into the scope on your large gun that magnified your view.

You turned slowly, examining the large open expanse before the trees started. You stopped when you saw movement just over the small hill and you walked forward until you could see clearly. You stopped dead in your tracks and stared into the scope in shock.

“(Y/N)?” you could hear Miller ask but your heart was beating so fast you could barley hear your breath.

“Hold your fire!” you yelled out and dropped your own gun to your side, turning your head and meeting Kane’s eyes. “It’s Bellamy. Someone get Abby Griffin!”

In a rush, guards and people from medical ran past you and out to meet Bellamy who was limping and badly beaten. You walked back to the gates, thrusting your gun into Monty’s arms who looked at you in worry. You kept walking past him, Bryan and Harper and kept your eyes forward.

“Send him to the interrogation room as soon as possible,” you called to them as you continued to walk to the Ark. Monty called your name in protest but you turned your head sharply and shouted, “That’s an order!”

Once you were in the safe confines of the Ark’s walls, you felt like you couldn’t breath. You were sucking in deep breaths and stumbling against the wall as tears burned in your eyes. You let out a scream and slammed your fist into the wall, hearing your bones crunch against the thick metal.

You walked quickly to the interrogation room and slammed the large door behind you. You pulled your jacket off quickly and threw it against the wall. You leaned over the table and put your head in your hands, tugging at your hair as tears fell down your cheeks.

Bellamy left you, without saying a word, without a goodbye. He just left. Now he was back, limping in beat up like nothing happened. He waltzed right out the doors without looking back and broke your heart. You spent all this time trying to mend it and it was being shattered all over again.

You paced the room for what felt like forever, chewing on your bottom lip as you waited for someone to bring Bellamy in. After another few minutes, there was a knock at the door. It opened and Kane stuck his head in, meeting your puffy eyes. “Are you sure about this?” he questioned.

With not of your head, the door was opened the rest of the way and Bellamy stepped into the room. Your heart was pounding against your rib cage as his eyes locked with yours and he swallowed thickly. The door was shut behind him, leaving the two of you alone in the eerily silent room.

“(Y/N)-” Bellamy started but you raised your hand to silence him and shook your head.

“Don’t, you don’t get to speak right now,” your voice was hard as you glared at the dark haired male in front of you who pressed his lips together. “Where were you Bellamy? You just leave without telling anyone? You couldn’t even say goodbye? You didn’t tell anyone where you went, for three weeks a search party looked for you. For three weeks I was heartbroken and worried sick. For three weeks I was ALONE. You left me Bellamy!” your voice broke when you finally said his name and you looked away.

Bellamy stood before you, guilt ridden on his face as he stared at the floor where your feet were. He didn’t know what to say without making everything worse. He never meant to hurt you, he thought you didn’t care that he left.

“If you had asked me to stay, I would’ve,” Bellamy spoke softly, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

You turned and looked at Bellamy in disbelief. “Are you fucking kidding me? I never should have had to ask! I loved you, you idiot!” you screamed at him, all of your pent up anger and emotion coming out. You now had tears streaming down your face but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. “I was in love with you and you left,” your bottom lip quivered as you spoke.

Bellamy finally stepped forward, his larger frame towering over yours as his hands reached up and cupped your cheeks. Bellamy forced you to look him in the eyes as his own looked glossy with unshed tears. He sniffled slightly as his thumbs traced your jawline slowly.

“You were in love with me?” Bellamy asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “Or you are?”

You stared up into the chocolate brown eyes that belonged to the love of your life and you held onto his forearms as he caresses your face. You but your lip and sighed softly as your thoughts ran a mile a minute. “I am in love with you, you idiot,” you finally answered, causing you both to smile.

Bellamy leant down and pressed his lips to yours softly, his hands holding you close to you couldn’t get away. You stood in the quiet room as you kissed the man of your dreams. The two of you still had a lot to talk about but in that moment you didn’t care. All you focus on was that moment felt as your lips moved perfectly in sync with Bellamy Blake’s.

Originally posted by thedesire

I MIGHT BE A LITTLE JEALOUS (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

Request: can you write an imagine where bellamy and the reader are dating and he’s hella jealous of someone and she tells him that there’s nothing to be jealous about and it ends in smut 😊😚

A/N: bell ended up being hella dominant in this for some reason ?? 

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As the sounds of drums and cheers rings out around camp, you feel his breath on your neck. You know exactly how Bellamy Blake is feeling and you know exactly why. “What were you doing with him?”

“Talking.” Comes your reply as you entwine your hand with the one on your waist.

He huffs, thumb rubbing the back of your hand, “Well,” He begins, pressing his body up against yours, “I don’t like him talking to you.” 

You make a note of how he lets out a small groan when you press into him slightly, turning around. “Bell.” Smiling, you place your hands on either side of his face. “There’s nothing to worry about. I promise.”

“Oh no, I trust you.” He states, his eyes finding the guy who was talking to you earlier. Bellamy glares at him, his hold on your hips tightening to your delight. “I just don’t trust him.” 

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Drive Me Crazy

Bellamy X Reader: Angst, smut

Request? Yes:
(Idk if I sent this in or not lol) could you do a Bellamy X read could be an AU where they were FWB Briefly(but had secret feelings they didn’t share to w/ other) on the ark. when both are on earth he’s a huge player and doesn’t know Y/N is there until he sees her talking to Murphy, causing him to become a lot tougher(over the top mean bc he’s jealous) and it gets too much she runs away causing him to go mad, sending out a search party.(long one plz, your writing is great)

Author’s note: This is extremely long, so please be prepared. It’s not just a smut like most of the other things I write.

Italics=Ground flashback

Bold italics=Ark flashback


You scramble over broken twigs and mossy rocks, nearly tripping over your own feet. A brief glance behind you sends a fresh wave of terror coursing through your veins. The cloud of acid fog moves closer, reaching out in finger-like tendrils that claw over the ground. You turn your head forward again and your legs carry you faster. It won’t get you. You won’t just be another name crossed off the list of delinquents.

You feel like you’ve been running miles. The grounder horn you heard must have been blown an hour ago, at least. Every time you get the nerve to turn, sure that you’ve distanced yourself from the approaching mist, it seems to have gained on you. You’re desperate now, eyes scanning the woods for any place that might just shelter you from the worst of it.

Air whooshes from your lungs as you slam into something solid when your attention is turned. You grip the tree trunk for support as you try to force oxygen back into your bloodstream, but you continue wheezing. Maybe this is it. That’s what the chancellor sent you down here for after all, isn’t it? To die? Your will to keep going dissipates with every painful breath. You’re all but resigned to take what you’re given. This has to be less painful than seeing his face again anyway.

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