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Lexa was raising a hand to knock on Clarke's door when his voice rang out through the hall, stopping before her hand could descend.
"Lexa, can I talk to you?" Sighing, she lowered her fist, turning in annoyance to the figure standing before her, one Bellamy Blake.
"Yes, Bellamy." she told him. "If it's important, then I suppose I can spare the time."
"Good." Bellamy nodded. "Can you come with me then? This is an awkward place for a conversation." Lexa bit back the angered retort that she could've given him and instead nodded, letting him lead her away from her lover's room.
Her girlfriend, Clarke, was the only reason she was being as cordial with Bellamy as she was. She couldn't say that she was very fond of him. His attitude grated at her, and even more, he had a pretty clear thing for Clarke. Maybe it was a bit territorial of her to dislike him for that, but she couldn't help how she felt. Still, she was trying her best to get along whenever they'd had to interact.
"Here to see Clarke?" Bellamy asked as he walked. Lexa's eyes shifted sharply to glare at him. "You've been visiting her a lot, these last couple months."
"Yes, I have." Lexa said simply, not really wanting to know where he was going with this, but getting the feeling she was going to have to anyway.
"Do you think she might be interested in me?" Lexa stopped in her tracks and gave him a skeptical look. "I think she might be."
"She's not." Lexa said firmly.
"You're sure?" Bellamy questioned.
"I can confidently say that she is not." Lexa told him, already reaching the end of her rope for putting up with him. She had promised Clarke to try to be friendlier, but this was pushing her limits.
"How do you know?" Lexa groaned and rolled her eyes.
"If you must know, because she has been with me for months now." Lexa told him. "Now, are we done here? I'm supposed to meet her."
"Well, you and Clarke, huh?" Lexa narrowed her eyes. He didn't seem very surprised by the news, as if he was already well aware of it. "You two would certainly be a strong couple."
"Agreed." Lexa nodded slowly, wondering if he was being genuine or there was something more going on here. Every instinct in her was screaming that there was something suspicious.
"Do you know the big secret?" he asked. Lexa blinked. "About Clarke? The one that she doesn't like to bring up?"
"What secret?" Lexa demanded. "What are you talking about?"
"Really? You don't know?" Bellamy smiled. "That's surprising. I would've thought she'd share it with you."
"Know what!?" Lexa snapped. "Enough games, Bellamy. What secret!?"
"Not really my place to say..." Bellamy muttered, looking away. Scoffing, Lexa turned her back to him.
"Fine, I'll just ask Clarke herself." she said.
"I don't think she'd appreciate you prying like that." Bellamy called. "You wouldn't want to mess your relationship up so soon, would you?" Lexa hesitated and he went on. "I...might be persuaded to part with the information."
"And the catch is...?" Lexa looked back at him and waited.
"Let's make a deal." Bellamy stepped closer, grinning at her as she waited for him to continue, as if she had just given him exactly what he wanted. "We take this outside and fight. If you win, I will tell you what I know, and you can make Clarke the happiest woman in the world." Lexa hummed. Clarke being happy was something she strongly wanted, maybe the strongest thing she wanted. She had to admit, they'd had some moments that were...less than ideal, and she did sometimes wonder if the current excitement they felt for each other wouldn't burn out.
"And if you win?" she asked.
"If I win, then I get to fuck you whenever I want." Bellamy said. Lexa stared at him in disbelief before scoffing.
"Bellamy, I don't go for guys." she pointed out.
"I realize." he nodded. "And I admit, you're no Clarke, but you're still hot, and that's the deal I'm making. So, your body and Clarke's happiness on the line. Agreed?"
Lexa frowned as she thought about it. It didn't take long for her to decide that she was going to have to take it. She wasn't too worried. Bellamy was nobody she felt stood any chance of beating her; she was confident that she could take him down without issue. And from that, she would get something that might help her relationship with Clarke move smoother.
"Fine." She reached out to meet his hand as he extended it. "Deal."
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Lexa growled as the side of her face pressed down into the mud, squirming and trying to break the grip Bellamy had on her. His knees were holding her legs down and he had both her arms pinned to her back, his full weight leaning on her.
"Give up." he growled. "I've got you."
"No..." Lexa struggled, desperate to break free. She was not about to lose this. She couldn't let this asshole have free reign to fuck her whenever he wanted. "I won't lose..."
"You've already lost." Bellamy laughed. "It's just a matter of how long we have to stay like this until you'll admit it."
Lexa grit her teeth and pulled against his grip. She didn't understand how this had happened. There was no way he should've been able to get the best of her. He was stronger than she'd thought, quicker, more skilled even. Had she really underestimated him that bad?
"You know, anyone could come out here and see us at any time." Bellamy pointed out. Lexa struggled harder at the reminder of how out in the open they were. "If you just admit you've lost, you won't have to worry about them seeing this." Lexa tried to flip herself. If she could just shove him off-balance...but he seemed to have her too immobilized for even that. Bellamy laughed loudly. "What if it was Clarke that came by and saw you beaten?" Lexa snarled as she pulled at him. "Wonder if she'd get a good laugh out of that? What would she think of you?"
Despite her best attempts, the image of Clarke finding them like this started to play in Lexa's head, shame flowing through her as she realized he really did have her trapped. She couldn't break from him, so she either had to sit here until someone found them and came to their own assumptions, or...
"Fine." she snapped reluctantly. "You win!" Bellamy immediately released her and she rolled over onto her back. "Ass..." Sitting up, she wiped at the wet, grey dirt smeared across her face with her arm, flinging clumps of it aside. Bellamy was equally covered, clothing and skin coated in grey.
"That was fun." Bellamy told her, Lexa glaring up at him.
"Shut up." she growled, wiping her hands a bit cleaner on her clothes' cleanest spots. Sitting forward, she moved onto her knees and made to stand.
"Stay like that." Lexa hesitated, looking up at Bellamy in confusion. Stepping towards her, he reached toward his pants.
"Here!?" Lexa asked in disbelief. She looked around in horror at how exposed the area was, taking it in all in anew. "You said yourself, anyone could come by and see us!"
"I did say that." he agreed. "But frankly, rolling around wrestling with you has got me worked up." Standing in front of her, he dropped his pants, twelve inches of erection quickly rising fully in front of her. "The deal was whenever I want. And I want it right here, right now." he reminded her. "You going to break your word?"
"...no." she said reluctantly. Sighing, she supposed the sooner she did it, the sooner it could be over with and the sooner she could move on from this mess, hopefully without anybody finding out. The last thing she needed was stories about her and Bellamy going around; the idea made her shudder. Reaching up, she took ahold of his cock, feeling its slight pulse for a moment before opening her mouth and taking it inside. The taste made her groan immediately, earning a laugh from Bellamy.
"That bad, huh?" he asked, her angry gaze all the answer that was needed. "We'll see if you still feel that way by the end of this." Reaching out, he took the back of her head in his hand. "Here, I'll do most of the work for you. How about that?"
Bellamy began to rock his hips, thrusting his cock in her mouth while he held her hand in place. Lexa closed her eyes and tried to ignore what was happening. This was a new low for her. Covered in mud, being forced to suck off a guy that she wanted nothing to do with, his taste spreading in her mouth. She just knew it was going to linger.
"Do you want to know a secret?" Bellamy asked. Lexa opened her eyes and looked up in confusion. "The secret, that I was gonna tell you if you won?" She tried to pull back off his dick to answer, but he held her in place, smirking at the attempt. "Lick my dick twice if you do."
Lexa's growl sent vibrations up his cock, but she did as requested, raising her tongue in her mouth and swiping it along his cock twice, getting an even more clear taste of it than she had ever wanted. She felt his grip on her head tighten.
"There is no secret." he laughed.
"Hmmm!?" Lexa's eyes widened in protest, but he drove himself forward with more force as soon as he said it, slamming his cock fully into her mouth and down her throat, making her briefly gag on it before he pulled back.
"That's right." He slammed forward again, then back and forward once more. "I made it up. I've been planning this for weeks now." Releasing the back of her head, he instead took hold of her hair, using it to pull forward as he roughly fucked her face. "Ever since I realized what you and Clarke were up to. I couldn't just let somebody like you take her. You needed put in your place." He groaned from the feeling of Lexa's throat choking around his dick with every thrust, her hands pushing at his legs as if begging him to slow down. "I spent a lot of time training, making myself stronger and quicker. And fuck, has it been worth the effort."
Lexa couldn't think straight with him fucking her face like this. His hips slamming against her, his cock bulging her throat out with every thrust, precum leaking from its tip constantly, the taste such a presence in her mouth that she was strangely getting used to it, and flashes of brief pain with each yank of her hair. But the worst part was the familiar heat she felt rising deep inside her and the internal panic that kicked off about why she was feeling it now of all times. Bellamy groaned again, leaning forward slightly.
"Fuck..." Bellamy groaned. "Hope you're ready, cuz I can't hold back any more."
"Mmm-mmm." Lexa tried to shake her head at that, knowing what he was getting at, tried to pull off once again, but he refused to let her as with a final moan his cock erupted inside her.
Cum surged down her throat with such force that she found herself coughing and choking on it, some of it leaking out of her nose and running down around her lips, even more filling her mouth and slipping out to coat her chin.
Pulling free, Bellamy stepped back, Lexa in too much of a daze to pay any attention to what she was doing as she knelt there. Looking at her, he laughed proudly.
"That's a perfect look for you." he told her. "Not a warrior standing fiercely, not a lesbian with her face between another girl's legs. A bitch on her knees with a man's cum running down her face."
Pulling up his pants, Bellamy walked up to her and scooped her up in his arms. As they moved, Lexa's fogginess finally started to fade, her distraction at the feel and taste of the load she had taken settling and her confusion at the heat within and disappearance of her initial revulsion being set aside in time to notice they were entering Bellamy's room.
"What are you doing?" She tried to get down from his arms, but he tossed her onto his bed before she could, closing the door behind him and approaching her.
"You didn't think you were gonna be off the hook with JUST that, did you?" he asked. Hopping onto the bed beside her, he hooked his hands into her pants and dragged them down, Lexa sneering and scooting back as he threw them aside. Taking hold of her legs, he pushed them open, reaching forward to run a finger along her pussy. "Wow, you're really dripping. Looks like you didn't WANT it to end there."
"Fuck off!" Lexa snapped. "Just get it over with."
"I don't think I can do that." Bellamy grinned as he repositioned himself on his stomach, his face inching closer to her pussy. He blew a breath over it, sending tingles racing outwards. "I think I want to take my time with this."
His tongue snaked out of his mouth, licking down beside her folds and just barely grazing them. Moving over to the other side, he planted a kiss to her leg on their other side, blowing out the side of his mouth over her hole and making her inhale.
"God..." she whimpered as he continued to tease around the area, always so close, the occasional barely there touch sending sparks leaping but quickly fading. As his tongue came dangerously close to her clit before turning away, she whined needily and rolled her head to the side. "Can you PLEASE get on with it?" she begged.
"That eager for a man to eat you out, huh?" Bellamy pulled back his head, chuckling through her protests, though whether those were for his words or him stopping was anyone's guess. "Alright, if that's what you want."
"I don't..." Bellamy leaned his face forward again as she objected, planting a kiss directly onto herr pussy. His tongue shot out and into her folds, twisting, licking, and slurping up juices. Lexa's eyes widened and her head fell back. "FUCK! SHIT!" She clutched the covers beneath her in her hands, gritting her teeth and trying to suppress the cries that she wanted to let out. She would not give this asshole the satisfaction of hearing them any more than he already had. Pulling his tongue out from her pussy, Bellamy moved up and sucked at her clit, inserting a finger into her and curling it to probe at a spot that turned the fire inside her to an inferno. "OOOOOOH, fucking hell!" Lexa arched her back and yelled her pleasure at the top of her lungs as she came all over his finger. Bellamy pulled it out and shifted down to give her one last long lick before sitting up and going to remove his own pants.
"For a 'lesbian', you sure seem to enjoy a guy getting you off." he point out.
"Shut up..." Lexa panted, trying to steady herself from the high she was coming down from. "I'm still a lesbian." she managed. "That...that wasn't any different than what me and Clarke do."
"Really?" Bellamy said in a falsely thoughtful tone. "Funny, I don't remember ever hearing you scream that loud with her." As Lexa tried to sit up and ask when and why the hell he was listening to them, he rubbed the tip of his erect cock against her folds, making her inhale nervously. "But if that's how you feel, how about we try something she can't do?"
Bellamy thrust himself inside her, making her yelp in surprise. He grabbed her shoulders and shoved them back down, looming over her as he pulled back before driving in even deeper.
"You...bastard...." Lexa forced out as he began to thrust in and out of her. "I wasn't...ready..."
"Deal wasn't 'I fuck you when you're ready.'" Bellamy reminded her smugly. "Deal was I fuck you whenever I want." Lexa moaned beneath him and he laughed. "And you seem pretty ready to me."
Lexa forced her eyes closed as he thrust faster and harder, trying and failing to suppress the moans that were leaking out of her. She had never wanted to be with a man. She had never thought about it, never had an interest. She had never imagined that it would feel like this, that it would awaken such a deep seated sense of right inside of her, one that would be so hard to push back down, bubbling higher and stronger in spite of her best efforts.
"Enjoying yourself?" Bellamy asked her, making her open her eyes to glare at him.
"Must you talk?" she complained.
"I suppose I could do this instead." Stretching his head forward, he pressed his lips against hers, Lexa's eyes widening in surprise. For two kisses she lay there, unresponsive and not sure what to do, before he placed his hands under her hips and shifted them upwards, letting him adjust the angle and making the shockwaves of pleasure extending out from her pussy increase tenfold. His third kiss, she responded back in kind, the action sending a spike of betrayal through her heart at the same time it sent a shiver of excitement running over everything else.
'What am I doing?' she thought angrily to herself. 'I shouldn't be doing this. I'm not supposed to want this. I DON'T want this!' No matter what she told herself, it didn't stop her from forcing her tongue into his mouth on his next kiss, fighting with his own as she moaned into his mouth from every thrust.
Grabbing her legs, Bellamy pushed them up and held them down, putting her into a mating press position as he put his full speed and strength into every shove.
"Fuuuuuuck!" Lexa's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt him thrusting into her deepest depths, his cock knocking at her cervix. "Shit...fuck...holy shit..." With every drive into her depths, she mewled out another exclamation of pleasure. 'I must be losing my mind.' she thought to herself, feeling herself building to what was set to be a monumental climax. 'I just...need him...to stop...for a moment...'
To her shock, Bellamy stopped his motions entirely, leaving her to pant and swallow as she tried to compose herself, left with a feeling of desperation and emptiness by the sudden stop.
"What are you...?" she asked.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked. Lexa stared at him in disbelief as he shifted his hips, pulling back slightly and drawing a gasp from her. "I'm leaving it up to you from here."
Lexa was quiet, glaring so intensely one might think she was about to punch him in the face, before turning her head to the side and whispering something far too low for anyone to hear. Bellamy leaned his head down and turned his ear towards her, his implication clear. Gritting her teeth, she repeated it.
"Keep going." she muttered, half hating herself for giving into it, half not caring because she could NOT be dragged down from the edge like this.
"Alright." Bellamy pulled back with a smile before thrusting full strength once more, Lexa crying out in relief and delight. She felt him throbbing within her as the inferno that had been growing stronger in her the whole time at last burst, sending her thrashing and yelling at the top of her lungs, screaming her orgasm to the sky. At the same time, Bellamy buried himself as deep as he could inside her, erupting and filling her up with a new, different sort of warmth, one much calmer and more soothing. Gasping for breath, she sighed as she felt it pooling within her, eyes falling shut as she tried to focus.
She opened them in shock as she found herself being yanked upright, Bellamy lifting her into the air while remaining inside. She wrapped her arms around him as he took her lips in another searing kiss.
"Hope you didn't think we were done yet." he grinned, beginning to bounce her on his cock as she let out little moans, squeaks, and desperate breaths, his cum leaking out around his cock as he fucked her in this new position.. "We're just getting started."
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In her own room, Clarke sighed, panting as she leaned her head back against the wall. Holding up a hand, she examined her sticky fingers, bringing them to her mouth and licking them clean.
"Holy shit..." she muttered to herself. "That was intense..."
For the past hour, she'd been listening to the sounds of Bellamy and Lexa going at it in the room next door. When she had first realized what was happening, she had been hurt and, more than anything, shocked. She would have sworn Lexa had only put up with Bellamy because she had asked her too. Never would she have dreamed that the two of them would be a thing behind her back.
Once that initial surprise and pain died down, she found herself getting increasingly turned on by the sounds they were making. She had never heard Lexa be so loud and vocal, in all the times they had slept together. It was a sight, or a sound rather, to behold, and she hadn't been able to resist stripping naked and toying with her own pussy while she listened to it.
Hearing more shouting, this time from the hallway, she moved in that direction, listening at the wall.
"You're such an ass!" Lexa snapped.
"A bit." Bellamy admitted.
"You lied to me! All of that, you put me through for nothing! I'm leaving!" Lexa growled. "I don't want to ever see you again! If I do, I will personally kick your ass, understand!?" Bellamy was silent as she started to stomp away, only calling out right as she turned the corner.
"That worked out real well this time, didn't it?" he yelled. Clarke couldn't make out what Lexa called back in counter, but it left Bellamy laughing as he turned and went back to his room.
Clarke couldn't help but smile to herself. She'd been around Lexa enough to know when she was lying. And that right there was her lying her ass off.
There would be a next time, and Clarke found herself more excited at the prospect than she expected.