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Lexa woke to find the sky darkening as the sun set across the lake. She cursed to herself for oversleeping and grabbed to phone to check the time. There were messages from Lincoln and Anya stating they were already down the beach with the neighbors and to meet them there. Way to make an impression. She dressed quickly and opted to leave her hair down, combing the tangles from her naturally wild curls. The air was still warm, so she wore torn denim shorts and a loose-fitting gray top and applied some light makeup. Deciding that she looked well enough, she locked the cabin and walked to the girls' cabin, only just noticing the loud music thrumming.
The party seemed to be well on it's way, a dark haired boy introduced himself as Bellamy once she walked by the fire. He seemed decent enough, directing her to where Clarke and the others were inside, apparently drinking. She thanked him and tried to swallow her discomfort, it wasn't that she was anti-social, but she certainly was not this social.
"Wooo 10 points Gryffindooooorrrr!" Lexa heard the loud shouting and entered the kitchen to find her friends cheering Clarke on along with Raven and Octavia, who seemed to be glued to Lincoln's arm. "Lexa, you made it! You missed Clarkey over here drinking her weight in tequila!" Lexa eyed Raven for a moment before looking at the girl in question and noting her flushed cheeks. "It would appear so. Why the Harry Potter reference?"
"Oh! Her last name's Griffin and she's a giant nerd." Lexa smirked and Raven laughed as Clarke pouted at them. "I am not! I just love HP, okay?" The brunette found the exchange fairly humorous and almost laughed along with them before she was dragged outside by the blonde. She was caught unaware and almost tripped over her own feet before Clarke settled them by the fire and the source of the loud music.
Lincoln and Anya started to follow the pair, wanting to make sure Lexa was alright before Octavia stopped them. "Clarke's fine, trust me. She's been wounded in front of tall, tan, and gorgeous out there who she has the hots for." Anya's eyes lit up at this information, "You're sure of this? Lexa's been a recluse since her last relationship ended, this could end terribly." Octavia and Raven looked at each other and at Lincoln and smiled wolfishly while he smirked at Anya.
"I think they will be just fine, Anya. I caught our friend leering at her earlier today, that's how we all met." Anya smiled at the three of them. "Then what kind of friends would we be if we didn't try to help them out a little? Lexa could use some fun in her life, I think." The group high-fived and walked outside to find Lexa and Clarke dancing with the rest of the crowd, not noticing that most eyes were fixed on them.
Clarke was prepared for Lexa to refuse to dance with her when she jokingly pulled her off of the log she was perched on and almost caused them to topple over. She had not been prepared for the mischievous glint in those fucking endless green eyes and the panty-dropping smirk on the other girls' lips as she tugged them into the throng of people. She had definitely not been prepared to pulled flush into Lexa, to have almost every inch of their bodies touching. Fuck it, just go with it.
The blonde moved against Lexa in the most deliciously obscene way, taking control from her. She allowed Clarke to run her hands up her arms and into her chestnut girls, involuntarily shivering at the contact and relived the blonde hadn't noticed. She hadn't been touched this way since...she didn't want to think about the last time. Lexa mentally shook her head and tried to clear her mind, now was not the time to be thinking of these things, not when this beautiful creature was scratching her scalp lightly and making her growl low in her throat.
She used her height to her advantage and flipped Clarke around, so her back was against Lexa's front and her tortuous fingers couldn't cause any more trouble. The problem soon became that Clarke was a very confident woman when she was intoxicated and used the new position to grind her ass right into Lexa's crotch. The taller girl closed her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to maintain her composure. The blonde was quick to notice Lexa's momentary distraction and turned around quickly, lacing her arms around Lexa's neck and slipping her thigh between tanned legs.
Holy shit.
Clarke had complete control and ground herself into Lexa, hard. The sharp exhale of breath that followed was enough to spur her on, winding her fingers back into Lexa's hair, all brunette could do was follow Clarke's guidance and thank the stars she was sober. She was well aware that they had attracted attention from the other party goers, but allowed herself to dance with Clarke for awhile longer. Their breath was mingling together in the minute space between their mouths, and Clarke's lips looked soft and wanting, but Lexa pulled herself out of her stupor and bid the blonde to accompany her inside to get a drink.
The pair found themselves by the fire with their close friends, the crowd having dispersed some time earlier, leaving them to drink and tell stories on the beach. The air had chilled in the hours since the sun had set so Octavia had run in the grab a large quilt for them to cover up with. They were huddled close together, giggling like schoolgirls, Clarke was curled into Lexa's side, having worn herself out dancing earlier. If any of the group had see, they made no mention of it. Clarke's friends were smoking across the fire pit when Clarke started snoring softly into Lexa's shoulder.
"Uh oh, Griffin's down for the count." Bellamy offered to carry her upstairs, this sort of thing was normal for her apparently. "I've got it, Bellamy." Lexa stood and shook the blonde's shoulder lightly, waking the blonde enough to crawl onto her back so she could carry her up to her room. " 's the one upstairs. First on the left" Clarke said sleepily, right into Lexa's ear. She smirked "All right, princess. Let's get you to bed."
"Your friend is freakishly strong. I happen to know from experience that Clarke is nothing but dead weight when she's tired." Lincoln and Anya laughed lightly, knowing fully well how fit Lexa was. "She trains like a madwoman year-round for track and field. She runs anchor for Ark University, one of the fastest they've seen in years."
"Yeah, she hasn't dated in a long time. She threw herself into school and the gym when her last girlfriend bailed. It's sad, really." Lincoln rolled his eyes at Anya's words, getting him only a shrug in return. Costia leaving had hurt Lexa deeply and they both knew that. "What? It's true and you know it." He shook his head and went to retort, but his attention was turned to the fairly drunk brunette nuzzled into his chest.
Lexa carried Clarke easily up the stairs and deposited her in the bed. She ran downstairs to grab some water and aspirin, should Clarke need it. She's had a hangover or two in the past, and knew they were awful. She left the water and pills on the nightstand and turned to leave when Clarke whined quietly.
"Don't go. Jus stay til I fall 'sleep" Her blue eyes were tired and Lexa couldn't make herself leave when she looked at her that way. "Very well, Clarke. Just until you fall asleep." Clarke sat up and pulled her top and short off, leaving only her bra and panties on and Lexa swallowed at the sight. Clarke slipped under the covers and held them up for her and she crawled in beside the blonde.
Clarke turned away from Lexa, pulling her arm around her midsection as she went so that they were spooning. She sighed contently and relaxed into the embrace and within minutes her breathing became even.
Lexa could have left, it would have been so easy to get up and walk down the beach and retire to her own bed, but she didn't. Instead, she breathed in the scent of Clarke's hair, and felt herself relaxing into the blonde and decided to sleep there, just for a little while.
"Sleep well, Clarke Griffin."