A collection of Bellarke smut fics
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"Clarke was sprawled on the sofa when Bellamy walked into their small living room. The afternoon light was fading, but in the half-light, Bellamy could see Clarke reclining on the cushions, wearing only a pale blue satin robe cinched loosely at her waist and looking every bit like a seductive temptress from the golden age of Hollywood. For a moment, Bellamy paused in the doorway and just looked at her, her smooth pale skin, the tousled halo of her blonde hair, her raised chin elongating the glorious column of her neck, the perfect fan of dark eyelashes against her impossibly perfect, peach-skin cheeks. In moments like this, Clarke’s overwhelming beauty made the air catch in Bellamy’s chest. [...]"
Or: Bellamy comes home to find Clarke in a sensual mood and then spends the afternoon simply worshiping her.
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- Part 1 of A collection of Bellarke smut fics
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[...] She moved back down to the bottom of the bed and perched on the corner. She popped the cap of the bottle and poured some oil onto her hands. She placed the bottle within reach and then rubbed her hands together, warming the oil. She gently picked up Bellamy’s left foot and with broad strokes, spread the oil over the skin of his foot. Then balancing Bellamy’s foot on his fingers, Clarke used her thumbs to press into the underside of Bellamy’s foot, kneading the soft arch with a rhythmic press and slide, alternating between the thumbs of each hand.
Bellamy signed. “As good as that feels Princess, you do know that’s not my shoulder, right? I mean, between medical school and art anatomy class and all the self-studying we’ve done together over the years, I’d have thought you’d have picked up a thing or two along the way.”
“Are you actually sassing me right now?” Clarke quirked a smile.
“Umhuh,” Bellamy hummed.
“Bellamy,” Clarke said soothingly. “I’m going to help you relax. I’m in control. You literally only have one job right now: just lie there and take it.” [...]
Or: Bellamy is stressed, so Clarke gives him an erotic, full body massage.
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- Part 2 of A collection of Bellarke smut fics
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Clarke gets distracted, so Bellamy takes her to bed and gives her what she needs.
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- Part 3 of A collection of Bellarke smut fics
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"[...] As he lay, splayed and vulnerable in Clarke's arms, Bellamy sighed deeply, “You know, some men would feel emasculated in this position. They probably think they’re the ones who should be doing this for their girlfriend, never the other way around. Male egos at their most fragile.”
“Umm,” Clarke smiled, running her un-lubed hand teasingly up and down the inside of Bellamy’s thigh. “Poor fragile them.”
“Yeah,” Bellamy sighed, closing his eyes luxuriously. “They have no idea how amazing it feels to just lie back and take a good fingering.” [...]"
Or: Clarke joins Bellamy in the bath and things get a little frisky.
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- Part 4 of A collection of Bellarke smut fics