A/N: wow I wrote another chapter what a surprise. Contains bondage, very light blood play. If you don't like it, don't read yo. 3

Clarke awoke with a jolt.

Her vision was blurred and she couldn't quite work out what had happened, so she assumed she had just been dreaming. Until she tried to pull her arms down to only find that they were tied above her head. Panic flared through her and she was suddenly wide awake as she caught movement out the corner of her eye.

"Clarke, glad you could join me." Lexa's voice rang through her head and she pulled on her restraints again, this time more forceful and angry. Looking down, she noticed her feet were also tied to the posts on the either side of the bed, and the fact that she was completely naked.

"Lexa, let me the fuck out," she growled, her eyes dangerously dark.

The commander raised an eyebrow. "I don't really suppose you're in the position to be making demands now, are you?" She said teasingly, running a nail down Clarke's bare side. The blonde flinched reflexively and Lexa smirked, making Clarke want nothing more than to rip that smile off her face.

"Ticklish?" Lexa grinned, running her nails down her side again.

Clarke squirmed away from her, her own eyes blazing in anger as she tried to pull her legs up, though they were tied to the posts either side of the bed.

"Lexa, I swear to god-"

"It's kind of rude to fucking eat me out," Lexa brought her head to Clarke's face, so they were about two inches apart from each other. "In front of people."

The blonde stared at her for several moments before her face broke out into a grin.

"You loved it." Clarke brought her head up to Lexa who moved away so other girl got caught up in her restraints and her arms held her back. "You've never been so turned on before," she hissed into Lexa's smug face, "you were so fucking wet."

The commander closed her eyes for a moment and swallowed, before opening them and Clarke felt a cold sweat run down the back of her neck as she saw the steel-cold hardness of her green eyes.

"I can't make you experienced what you did to me," Lexa whispered in an almost innocent, child-like voice. "But I can hurt you more."

She pulled out a strip of cloth and pulled it over Clarke's mouth, but the blonde had shut it. Lexa tried to pry her mouth open, but with no luck. Narrowing her eyes, the commander ran a nail over Clarke's nipple and she involuntarily gasped as Lexa slid the cloth between her teeth and tied it behind her head.

"Can't have you screaming now, can I?" The brunette smirked, as Clarke stared at her defiantly. How did she ever manage to trust this psychopath?

Lexa proceeded to run her nails around the outline of Clarke's breasts, who was beginning to breathe a little heavier. Screaming for help would get her nowhere. She just had to pretend that this didn't feel the way it did. (Which was fucking amazing, if you were to ask.)

There was something about the way that Lexa moved, and the way she looked so determined to make Clarke suffer that made Clarke so incredibly turned on. But she was determined herself to not show the other girl any signs of enjoyment whatsoever. And she was failing.

As Lexa began circling her nipples with her index fingers, Clarke shut her eyes and pulled on her restraints above her head a little more. They were nowhere near close to giving way. She wasn't expecting them to. Lexa suddenly, without warning, leant down and took her left nipple in her mouth, flicking her tongue against the tip and sucking, which made Clarke let out a moan into her gag. Fuck's sake, the blonde screamed in her head.

"Mmm, you love this, don't you Clarke?" Lexa released her mouth from the other girl's chest, a thin strand of saliva running down her chin. "Tied up…" the commander reached to something above Clarke's head. "Helpless…vulnerable…" She whispered, her pupils dilating.

Lexa brought a knife to Clarke's throat and her pleasure suddenly turned to pain as the blade dug into her skin. "I could kill you right now, Sky Girl," the brunette mused, as she straddled Clarke's hips. "I have all the power I need right now. I could be the Commander of this planet, and not have anywhere near as much power as I have over you, Clarke."

The blonde let out a muffled cry of outrage as Lexa trailed the knife between her breasts. The knife had cut into Clarke's skin a little, and the knife was leaving tiny blood trails along her body.

"But not only do I have the power to kill you, Clarke of the Sky People," the blonde looked up at her, apparently confused. "I have the power to decide-" She leant down, her lips to the other girl's ear, "whether you come or not."

Clarke's eyes widened as she realised what Lexa was planning to do, and she started shaking her head. Lexa just grinned. The other girl had barely seen Lexa smile, and she knew this wasn't a smile she should be happy about seeing. This was dangerous.

Lexa ran her tongue along the blade and she swallowed, licking up the last of Clarke's blood in a way that the other girl found oddly satisfying to watch. The brunette ran her hands down Clarke's sides, bringing her mouth to the other hardened nipple and sucked on it. Clarke's back arched, trying to bring Lexa in further to her, but the other girl just pulled back until the blonde snapped back to the bed from her restraints.

"Fmmmk ymmmu, Lmmma!" Clarke yelled from underneath her gag. The other girl ignored her.

She began making her way down to Clarke's exposed sex, already naked for her. She was so wet already, and Lexa bit her lower lip in anticipation.

"God, you love this, don't you Clarke? You're so fucking wet."

Clarke's eyes rolled back up into her head. She hated dirty talk because it made her so fucking horny. And she hated it from Lexa because her voice itself made her drunk on lust for the other girl.

Lexa ran two fingers down her wetness and Clarke's back arched from the bed as she let out an agonised moan into the gag. She couldn't take it anymore, how Lexa was teasing her like this. Fucking typical.

Lexa just ran her thumb over the other girl's clit slowly, but applying firm pressure throughout. Clarke was helpless, practically writhing underneath Lexa's expert touch. The commander pressed two fingers into her entrance and the blonde struggled so hard against her restraints that Lexa feared she might have permanent scars from the ropes. She began pumping her fingers in and out of her, whilst rubbing her thumb in circular motions over her bundle of nerves, causing Clarke to moan and whimper in a way that Lexa found exhilarating.

The commander felt Clarke's breathing become heavier and heavier, and just as she started to feel her walls clench and the blonde gripped her hands into the ropes as she was about to come… Lexa stopped.

Clarke screamed in agony as Lexa drew away from her.

The brunette grinned and slowly took what resembled a tank top off of her, revealing her perfect breasts to Clarke, who was still flinching in agony from her denial. Lexa sat up a little, and pulled off her trousers, while she sat completely naked in front of Clarke, the blonde was practically drooling.

Lexa ran her hands over her breasts and circled her own nipples, moaning as she did so. Clarke couldn't believe this. She needed to come. Now.

"Lmmmma," she moaned. The commander took no notice of her except to look her straight in the eye as she ran her hand down between her legs and began to finger her clit with her middle finger.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, her eyes rolling into her head as she used her other hand to slip two fingers inside of her and began pumping them in and out.

Clarke was in ecstasy. Her clit was throbbing in need, and she had the Commander of the Grounders right here, finger-fucking herself on top of her, and she couldn't come. Lexa was circling her clit, harder, faster until she opened her eyes and looked Clarke dead in the eye as she came, her mouth open in what started as a silent gasp of pleasure and then she began moaning Clarke's name, over and over before she collapsed momentarily onto the blonde.

After several moments of Clarke struggling to get Lexa's attention, the brunette looked up towards Clarke. "That was probably the best orgasm I've ever given myself," she mused, as though she was having a normal conversation with the other girl. Clarke moaned under the gag.

Lexa grinned. "I suppose you did help me come," she said, raising her eyebrows as she placed her head down between Clarke's legs. The blonde was slick with wetness and Lexa dragged her tongue though her folds, before wrapping her mouth around the other girl's clit and sucking hard. Clarke began moaning again, faster and faster until she began to see stars behind her eyes as she came into Lexa's mouth.

The brunette slithered her tongue over her clit, quickly flicking the end of it as Clarke was screaming into her gag, her body arching against her restraints in the most intense orgasm of her life. Lexa's name was heard underneath the gag, and she began to relax more and more into the bed. The other girl helped her come down from her high and licked her wetness from her with eagerness as Clarke was twitching under her touch from the sensitivity of her sex. Lexa brought her mouth away from the other girl, and brought herself up and pulled the gag off of Clarke's mouth before kissing her, and letting her taste herself.

"Fuck you, Lexa," she tried to say angrily, but it only came out as a whimper. Lexa just pulled one of the fur blankets over Clarke as she curled into her body.

"You have, remember?"

A/N: i hate myself for being this dirty

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