About a week had passed since Clarke's last excursion with Lexa. Classes had begun, and the housemates had settled into a routine. Today was Wednesday, the day of the week Raven had declared as restaurant night. This week, Octavia had chosen some sort of health-nut vegetarian restaurant on the edge of town. Despite the fact that she had no interest in such a type of cuisine, Clarke was actually looking forward to the dinner. She thought of it as an excuse to get to know Lexa better. Clarke had previously warned Lexa that their relationship (whatever it was) could not become common knowledge to Octavia.

In the past week, Octavia's interest in the athletic brunette grew sharply. She was practically a full on fan girl. Every second she wasn't in the room, Octavia was "Lexa this...and Lexa that". It was beginning to drive Clarke insane. Not to mention aggravate her. Clarke wasn't typically jealous, but Octavia needed to stop. Sure, the smaller girl had no idea as to the secret relationship, and Octavia assumed neither of them were interested in each other. However, Clarke found herself becoming more and more agitated by each flirty glance Octavia threw at Lexa.

Nevertheless, Clarke was excited. Excited to actually talk to Lexa and get to know her. Not that Clarke didn't enjoy the time they spent together, because she definitely enjoyed Lexa's company.

Clarke had noticed her initial feelings of lust and developed into more. She began to feel butterflies. She just hoped Lexa felt them too.

At 5:45, Clarke was the first to arrive. Each roommate had their respective responsibilities to attend to before dinner. Lexa had to finish up with softball practice, Raven had an autos class that ends around 6. And Octavia was at the gym with her personal trainer. While she waited for her friends to arrive, Clarke thought about her relationship with Lexa. If you could even call it that. They only had sex like twice. Clarke definitely wanted more, that was for sure. She was really hoping this dinner would help her get to know Lexa better, and decide if a relationship would be worthwhile. Not to mention she didn't even know if Lexa wanted a relationship. Damn, thought Clarke, relationships are hard.

Clarke had had a few relationships before. Never anything to serious. The most extensive relationship she had ever been in was with a guy named Finn. Before Raven and Clarke became friends, they both dated Finn, at the same time. Neither knew of the other, but when word got out, they were able to rally together and kick him to the curb.

Before she knew it, Lexa was settling herself into the seat beside her.

"Hi" was all Clarke managed to say. Fuck this girl really fucked with her ability to speak.

Lexa had changed and was freshly showered. She smelled earthly. Clarke could pick up each individual scent of Lexa's body wash. It made her smell like nature. Lexa smiled at her.

"Hey". Lexa was wearing one of her baseball t shirts. It had blue sleeves and a white body with the words "Tri-Kru Baseball" printed on the back.

Clarke really didn't know how to begin the conversation but she wanted to tell Lexa what she was thinking.

"So….Lexa?" she paused.

"So...Clarke." she mimicked.

"I wanted to talk to you….about us."

"oh...um okay."

"Look I know we don't necessarily know each other that well yet, but i'd like to. I'm not gonna lie, I like you. I think you're beautiful and I want to get to know you more first, but I'm open to any possibility."

The words came pouring out of her mouth like liquid. Before she could stop herself, she had spilled everything. Lexa stared back at her for a moment, seeming to take the time to soak in Clarke's mass of words.

"Yes"

Clarke looked at the brunette bewildered, "Yes what?"

"Yes, I agree, I too have mutual feelings and would like to get to know you better." Clarke grinned, unable to hold back the blush erupting on her cheeks.

"Okay Lexa, I'd really like that. But if you wouldn't mind, Octavia is still pretty into you. And I really don't want her to think I 'stole you away' or something like that".

"I understand, I have noticed the odd looks she gives me"

The two girls shared a small laugh before the other two roommates joined them. The four ate in comfortable conversation, laughing and joking, just having an altogether good time.

A good time until Octavia tried making a move on Lexa. At first, Lexa didn't notice it. But Octavia's hand on her thigh became more and more apparent as the conversation progressed. Every now and then Octavia would squeeze and move her hand further up her thigh. Lexa shot Clarke a look, and then nodded down to Octavia's barely visible hand.

Without thinking Clarke aimed kick at Octavia's foot, instead she missed and hit Raven square on the knee cap, causing her reflexes to knock over a large cup of water and spill all over Clarke's shirt. Startled by the sudden outburst, Octavia removed her hand from Lexa's tanned thigh. Lexa jumped up to aid Clarke.

"Here Clarke, I'll help clean you up" she said as she took Clarke by the hand and led her away to the bathrooms. Once in the safety of the women's bathroom, Lexa laughed audibly.

"Nice save Clarke"

"Hey, I was just thinking on my toes, or, I suppose with them" Clarke would have to remember to apologize to Raven later. "But you know what?" she laughed.

"What?"

"We make a pretty good team, Captain". A moment of silence passed between the lovers. Clarke had completely forgotten about the drenched shirt she was currently wearing. That was until Lexa said, "Well, we can't just leave you in these wet clothes."

The two girls moved over into one of the tight stalls and latched the door behind them. Lexa picked up Clarke by the backs of her thighs and held her gently against the stall door. Clothes were discarded quicker than lightning and soon both girls were craving more. Lexa wasted no time inserting a finger into Clarke and pumping in and out. Her left palm flat against the stall door above Clarke's shoulder, the other buried inside the blonde. Strong fingers curved and twisted, Lexa stroked in and out making quick work of Clarke. They had little time. Soon the roommates would begin to worry and come looking. It was just then that the bathroom door swung open and some unknown patron entered the stall besides them.

Lexa froze, unsure of what to do.

Clarke looked her in the eye, and wrapped her hand around Lexa's wrist, pushing her deeper inside herself. "Keep going" she mouthed.

This did wonders for Lexa. She could hardly contain herself from biting into Clarke and eliciting the loudest, filthiest moan she could. But Lexa knew better.

Her fingers flew. Speeding in and out, palm pressing against Clarke's most sensitive nerves. Lexa tried her best to keep them quiet. She stifled Clarke's moan with her mouth, silencing her with each kiss.

It was getting difficult to keep the rocking noise down. If Clarke didn't finish soon, the woman besides them would surely know,

Lexa put everything she could into Clarke. Adding two fingers to total 3, spreading them and turning, twisting inside of her. doing everything in her power to get it just right there. Obviously she hit it because seconds later Clarke came tumbling down from her crippling orgasm. Panting as quietly as she could, Clarke regained her breath.

"I have a spare shirt in my softball bag, give me two minutes and I'll be right back."

Clarke kept Lexa's shirt longer than she should have. Clarke just really liked the smell of Lexa's spare baseball T. She took it as a sign that her and Lexa would one day become more.

Clarke wore it to sleep most nights, not that she would tell Lexa that. Clarke guessed she just enjoyed the feeling of being near Lexa, and the shirt was as close as she could get to actually sleeping next to her lover.

That is until friday night. Octavia and Raven were again throwing some massive party for God knows why, and Clarke was bored. She had confined herself to her room in an attempt to give Lexa some space. She had sat down to draw but found she just didn't have it in her tonight. As an art major, this was Clarke's most frustrating moment. She decided to put it aside and attempt to fall asleep. Not thirty minutes had passed when Clarke's door open softly, the loud crash of music and voices filled her room.

Lexa's green eye peered at her from between the door frame.

"Can I come in?" Clarke sat up and pat the space besides her on the bed. Lexa obliged and occupied the empty space.

"What's up Lexa?"

"I just didn't want to be alone tonight. Can I stay with you?" Clarke's heart softened at the vulnerable expression on Lexa's face. The brunette looked a lot younger, her eyes clean of the thick black eyeliner Lexa usually displays.

"Yeah of course Lexa, is something wrong?"

"No," she smiled, "I just felt a bit lonely and want to be close to you right now." Clarke internally fist bumped.

"Yeah sure come here" Clarke stretched out her arm to embrace Lexa, at first she looked hesitant, but soon she gave in and leaned into Clarke's touch. Lexa burrowed her head under Clarke's chin, and the blonde absentmindedly stroked her back and toyed with brunette locks. Lexa felt so at ease. She hadn't felt this comfortable in years. After suffering a heartbreaking loss, Lexa found it difficult to be vulnerable around others. Lexa's eyelids drooped, she could feel them slowly getting heavier until they felt like lead.

Clarke had hardly noticed Lexa had fallen asleep on her. With a soft smile she placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head, and tucked her under the covers. Then, Clarke wrapped herself in the same blankets, and fell asleep.

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