Chapter 2

Octavia let out a slight ripple of laughter only to be met by Clarke's evil glare. She began to chew her lip and shook her head at Clarke "No, not funny." She lied.

Raven clambered over to where Octavia was sat and slumped down next to her. "So," She raised an eyebrow at Clarke mischievously. "when did you plan on telling me about your lesbian love affair?"

Clarke began to choke slightly, and scrunching her face up, proceeded to mimic Raven in a sarcastic tone "Lesbian love affair."

Raven and Octavia rolled their eyes simultaneously at the clearly embarrassed Clarke, Raven taking the opportunity to playfully punch her on the shoulder; prompting her "Oh come on, it was just getting interesting and-"

Clarke hit her back, slightly harder than Ravens playful gesture. "What!? How long were you stood there for?"

Raven rubbed her now bruised arm. "Long enough." She grinned at Clarke. "So, when are you seeing her next?" She wiggled her eyebrow prompting another light whack from Clarke.

Octavia interrupted before Clarke had a chance to think of a nonchalant response. "They're totally gonna do it tonight." She made a thrusting gesture at Clarke with her tongue pressed to the side of her cheek, a cheeky smile on her face.

Raven laughed and pushed Octavia over. "Idiot." She murmured.

Clarke now a serious shade of red helped Octavia up, she gladly would have left her there but she wanted to reach for some painting supplies she had under her pillow.

Clarke began to mindlessly doodle trying to avoid the situation at hand. "I just don't know," she continued, still focusing intently on her drawing. "sometimes it's hard because I just don't know what the hell she's feeling, then, then all a sudden she blurts it out, how she feels, and... And I'm just stood there so confused because I know I want her," Clarke's doodling became more aggressive as she continued. "I want to be with her, I really like her, but I was so stupid, my mind was messed up after she kissed me and I told her I wasn't ready." Clarke pulled her scrunched up dorky mimicking face. "No Lexa, I can't be with you Lexa, I'm not," Clarke started dramatizing air quotes "'ready' for you Lexa."

Raven pulled Clarke into her lap, pulling her head in tight under her chin. "Hey, don't over think this," she rocked Clarke very slightly to try calm the anxious wreck she had become in the past ten seconds. "she'd be lucky to have you, you're beautiful Clarke, you're strong-"

Octavia nodded joining in "You've got killer legs."

Raven smiled at Octavia "You have killer legs," She repeated. "And Lexa clearly sees all of this, that won't change over night."

Raven gently kissed Clarke's head for support just as a very angry Lexa entered the tent. Clarke looked up. "Lexa-" Lexa shook her head and exited the tent immediately, unable to deal with the anger seeing Raven kiss Clarke's forehead had brought. "Lexa!"

Clarke ran out of the tent, into where all of the arc members were passed out- clearly having drunk too much. "What, Clarke?!"

Clarke's heart pounded and she felt a lump in her throat, Raven and Octavia stood trying not to giggle at how the both of them were so close in personality. Lexa shot a glare at Raven then back to Clarke. "You tell me you do not wish to pursue this as you are not 'ready' as you said," Lexa would not cry, she was too strong, she would turn the sadness to rage as she had learnt. "then I see her," Lexa directed another harsh look to Raven who was trying so very hard not to laugh. "kissing you and... you lied to me Clarke of the Sky People."

Clarke suddenly realized why Lexa was so upset and the lump in her throat grew. "Lexa, no," she began to walk towards Lexa who looked away as she did. "Raven was being a friend. She was comforting me because I was sad."

Lexa looked back to meet Clarke's stare. "My people, we hunt for those who feel sadness, kill for them... We do not embrace them, let alone kiss them."

Clarke took Lexa's limp hands into hers. Octavia and Raven watched on; their smirks had now faded. "My people are different," Clarke said. "Raven was calming me down because I was upset over how I left things with you," Lexa looked annoyed. Clarke realizing she assumed she'd told them and whispered in her ear. "maybe you could check my face for black paint next time we kiss."

Lexa face softened at the realization and she let out a small laugh. She felt Clarke's cheek brush by hers as she moved away from her ear. "Next time?" Lexa said, her voice low; questioning and seductive.

Clarke's face was in front of Lexa's now - close enough to feel her every breath. A cough emerged from the background and Lexa waved her guards to leave.

Placing her hand at the base of Clarke's spine; she felt her shiver. She took a strand of hair that covered her face and placed it behind her ear, then lent forward touching her lips to Clarke's without much pressure; testing her. She felt Clarke's breathing become jagged as she tried to resist; knowing exactly what Lexa wanted. Seconds passed that felt like hours, Clarke could take it no more and gave in to Lexa - but only slightly - running her tongue along Lexa's bottom lip then pulling it between hers to gently bite it. This drove Lexa insane, and Clarke knew it as Lexa pulled Clarke's hips in tightly towards hers. "Give up Sky Girl." Lexa muttered against her lips.

Clarke smiled slightly and replied. "Make me."