"Griffin! Wake up!" Octavia shouted, knocking on Clarke's bedroom door. "It's Friday. You have that date… and class. Wake the fuck up!"

Clarke groaned and opened her eyes, looking around the room, "What do you want? I don't have class for a while longer."

"Wake up anyway. You have a date today and you don't even have a movie picked out yet."

Clarke bolted up, eyes wide, "Oh shit you're right." She quickly jumped out of bed and opened the door for Octavia with a yawn. "Wait, it's still early."

Octavia shrugged and walked into Clarke's room, "You still should be prepared with what you're going to wear."

"I was thinking just normal clothes. It is just a movie." Clarke walked over to her unmade bed and sat down, watching Octavia go through her closet. "Don't you have class soon?"

"Yeah, and so do you, but that's not the point," Octavia mentioned as she continued to look through the array of clothes.

"Why can't I just wear what I'll be wearing to class?" Clarke laid back, closing her eyes. "Just give me five more minutes of sleep." She yawned.

"Really?

"I can't hear you over the sound of me sleeping."

"Clarke, don't you want to look good for Lexa?" Octavia turned to the bed, seeing the blonde covering her eyes with her arm.

"Let me stress about it later," Clarke opened her eyes and turned her head to Octavia.

"You never answered my question; what movie are you going to see?"

Clarke sat up and widened her eyes, "I have no idea."

Lexa checked the time on her phone, "Six forty-three. I'm early." She shrugged and got out of her car, quickly texting Clarke.

Lexa was wearing a black shirt with 'Super Mario' in a white font on the front. She had on dark grey jeans, and a pair of black converse shoes. Lexa looked down at her shirt and sighed. "I'm surprised this still fit me." She smiled and looked up at the building, waiting for Clarke.

Lexa had only been waiting there for a few minutes when she saw Clarke walking towards her.

Clarke was wearing a blue shirt that brought out her eyes, and a pair of light blue jeans. Her hair was in its naturally-curly state. "Hi." Clarke excitedly said. "You brought your Lamborghini today." She looked behind Lexa, smiling.

Lexa nodded, "I did. You said you wanted to go in it, so I figured you might like it."

Clarke nodded and smiled at Lexa, "You look nice. I honestly would have never expected you to wear a shirt like that, but it looks really good on you."

"Oh, I'm surprised it still fit, actually."

"I like it. You look good in casual clothes. You ready to go?"

"I am," Lexa nodded, opening the door for Clarke. "I was thinking we could go to my place after the movies."

Clarke nodded and went into the car, "That sounds good."

Lexa nodded and closed the passenger side door, walking over to the driver's side, getting in.

Reaching the movie theatre, Lexa parked the car in the first available parking spot.

"So, what movie are we seeing?" Lexa asked, getting out of the car.

"It's some horror movie," Clarke shrugged. "Oh I forgot to ask if a horror movie is okay with you. Sorry."

Lexa smiled and shook her head, "No, it's fine. Don't be sorry. What's it about?"

"It's called 'Paranormal Activity'. I've been told it's scary."

Lexa nodded and followed Clarke to the ticket counter, watching the blonde pay for both of their tickets, "I can buy us popcorn, if you'd like."

"I told you, I'm treating you to the movies tonight," Clarke handed Lexa her ticket stub. "Besides, the first date you paid for both of us, and what you ordered, could not have been cheap."

"Money has never been an issue. Let me buy us popcorn." Lexa started to pull out her wallet from her back pocket, when she felt a hand on her wrist.

"No, okay? I can afford an overly priced box of popcorn."

Lexa nodded and slid her wallet back in her pocket. She followed Clarke to the counter and watched the teenage boy get them a large box of popcorn.

The theatre didn't have a lot of people in it. There were a few people scattered around the room, sitting in the dark red seats, whispering to each other.

"Where would you like to sit?" Lexa looked around the dimmed room.

Clarke shrugged and started up the wide stairway, going about halfway up before turning into a row of seats, going towards the center. She smiled at Lexa who was right behind her. "This is okay, right? We can go back farther, if you'd like."

Lexa shook her head and sat down, prompting Clarke to do the same, "This is fine." She slightly spread her legs and put the box of popcorn in between her thighs and grabbed a small handful. She felt Clarke reach over and stick her hand in the box, grabbing some for herself. Lexa smiled, keeping her eyes on the screen. She slowly slid her hand over to Clarke's free hand, intertwining their fingers.

Clarke bit her bottom lip and looked down at their hands, a small blush spread across her cheeks. She smiled, content, and looked back up at the screen.

Lexa untangled their fingers and put her hand on Clarke's thigh, gently rubbing. She slid her hand up higher until she was just above Clarke's waist. Lexa turned and faced Clarke.

"Lexa," Clarke whispered harshly, trying to get the brunette to face the screen again.

Lexa ignored her and slid her hand down Clarke's pants, pressing a finger against her clit.

Clarke widened her eyes and brought a hand to her mouth, biting a finger to suppress a moan.

Lexa smirked and started to rub faster.

Clarke squirmed and bit her finger harder. She squeezed her eyes shut and gripped onto the seats arm rest next to her. "Lexa." Clarke said through her hand.

Lexa chuckled and pulled her hand back and turned towards the screen.

Clarke sat there, breathing heavily, staring at Lexa.

"What the fuck was that?" Clarke glared at Lexa as they left the theatre.

"What was what?" Lexa asked innocently.

"You know what I'm talking about."

Lexa smiled and shrugged, "You're going to have to tell me exactly what you're talking about. I seem to be drawing a blank."

Clarke sighed and rubbed her eyes, "that was a really bad movie." She tossed the empty box of popcorn in a trashcan.

Lexa nodded, "I didn't expect a movie like that to be so… terrible. I honestly thought people were scared of the 'Paranormal Activity' movies."

Clarke shrugged and looked at Lexa, "I thought so too, but that wasn't scary at all. Oh well, I guess."

"It felt like a waste of money, if you ask me. I can pay you back."

"No, no. Lexa, it was my treat, okay?" Clarke smiled at Lexa. "It was a terrible movie, but we did get a few laughs out of it, right?"

Lexa nodded, smiling, "We did."

"So, your place?"

"By the time we get there, it'll be around ten."

"You lied," Clarke smiled, looking at the clock in Lexa's car.

"About what?" Lexa pulled into the driveway, parking the car.

"It's ten-oh-four," Clarke pointed to the clock.

Lexa smiled and shook her head, "You're cute."

Clarke laughed and got out of the car, following Lexa into the building.

Lexa headed towards the kitchen and grabbed two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. She poured some in one of the glasses and handed it to Clarke before pouring some in the other one.

Taking a sip, Clarke looked around the kitchen, "You really like white, don't you?"

Lexa shrugged, "I actually prefer darker colors. White just seems more appealing when it comes to a house. Does it not?"

"No, you're right. It really does seem a lot better. It's just so… white."

Lexa looked around the kitchen, "Hm, maybe you're right." Lexa looked at Clarke, watching her. "Clarke I was thinking we could do something. Something you might enjoy."

"Oh, really? What?"

Lexa walked over to Clarke and grabbed her drink from her hand. She smirked and put their drinks on the counter. She walked back over to Clarke and put her hand behind Clarke's neck, pulling her in for a deep kiss. Lexa pulled back and grabbed Clarke's hand, leading her to the guest bedroom.

Lexa closed the door behind them and walked over to the bed and sat down on it. She looked at Clarke who did the same.

Clarke moved closer to Lexa and licked her lips. She leaned forward and gently pressed her lips against Lexa's.

Lexa smiled and put her hand under Clarke's shirt, gliding her fingers up, taking Clarke's shirt off. She looked at Clarke's chest and pushed her down by her stomach.

"Lexa," Clarke moaned, feeling Lexa move her hands down to her pants.

Lexa smirked and unbuttoned Clarke's pants. She slid them down and tossed them off the bed. She straddled Clarke's hips and looked her up and down. "Matching underwear? How… cute."

Clarke felt herself blushing and nodded, looking down at her black bra.

Lexa leaned down and gently bit Clarke's neck. She ran her hand up and down the blonde's stomach, earning pleasant shivers. Sliding her hand up higher, she unclasped Clarke's bra and tossed it.

Lexa suddenly sat up and got off Clarke.

"What?" Clarke propped herself up on her elbows, watching Lexa leave the room only to come back a few seconds later. She looked the brunette up and down, confused. "What are you doing?"

"Just relax, okay?" Lexa walked over to Clarke with various items in her hands. She grabbed a dark cloth and put it over Clarke's eyes, tying a knot behind her head. Lexa straddled Clarke's hips again and ran her hand up and down the blonde's stomach and chest. "Safe word, you know what it is, right?"

"What?" Clarke squirmed.

"Safe word, do you understand?"

"Y-Yes."

Lexa smirked, "Good." She grabbed a pair of metal handcuffs and grabbed one of Clarke's wrists, cuffing it. Lexa reached up and grabbed her other hand, cuffing her to the bed. "Safe word will be, 'grounder'. Got it?"

Clarke nodded feeling her mouth suddenly go dry.

"You'll address me by one of two things; mistress or madam. Don't call me by either, and you'll get punished. Do you understand?"

"Y-Yes," Clarke choked out.

"'Yes what?" Lexa pulled off Clarke's panties, smiling.

"Y-Yes, m-mistress."

Lexa spread Clarke's legs apart and sat in between them.

Clarke squirmed and tugged on the handcuffs. She heard the clanking and moved her head, trying to get the blind fold off.

"There are rules; No cursing, you should already know that one… from the last time," Lexa trailed her finger up and down Clarke's thigh, going higher each time. "Don't cum until I give you permission to. I'll be nice and only apply those two rules… for now. Abide the rules and you'll be rewarded. Disobey and… well, you'll be punished." Lexa gliding her fingers up higher, pressing a finger against Clarke's clit. "So wet, and we haven't even started yet." Lexa smirked and started slowly rubbing.

Clarke moaned and widened her eyes. She jerked her hips up, wanting more. She squirmed under Lexa's touch, craving more.

Lexa pulled her finger away and leaned down. She spread Clarke's legs farther apart and brought a finger back up, rubbing Clarke's clit.

Clarke bit her cheek, suppressing a moan, and squirmed at Lexa's touch. Her fingers were cold against Clarke's hot flesh, causing a pleasant feeling to course through her body.

Lexa slowly slid a finger inside Clarke, slowly thrusting it in and out. She leaned down and began licking the blonde's clit as she added a second finger.

"Lexa," Clarke moaned loudly, thrusting her hips up, pressing herself against Lexa's mouth. "Fuck, L-Lexa."

Lexa stopped and pulled her fingers out, "I told you not to call me that. No cursing either, but it seems you don't like to play by the rules. Is that it, Clarke?" Lexa pulled away from Clarke and got off the bed. She walked around to the side, leaning towards Clarke. "Is that it?"

Clarke felt her face burning. She tugged on the cuffs and moved her head, trying to get the blind fold off.

"I asked you something," Lexa placed a finger on Clarke's collarbone. She slid her finger down, going towards her chest. She reached a nipple and gently pinched it, smirking as Clarke moaned and bit her lip. "Are you going to answer? Or do I really have to punish you?" She pinched harder. "I was going to let you off with a warning, but it seems like you want otherwise."

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't m-mean to. Please," Clarke begged, tugging on the cuffs. "Please, I-I need you to go b-back down."

"Hm…? Go back down?" Lexa continued to pinch Clarke's nipple, adding pressure. "Go back down and do… what?"

Clarke moaned and arched her back, "I-I need you to g-go back down a-and m-make me c-cum. Please?"

Lexa pulled her hand back and smiled, "You just had to ask. Disobey again you'll get punished. That was your only warning."

Clarke nodded, feeling Lexa go back to her legs, spreading them. She felt Lexa's hot breath against her thigh and Lexa's lips against her. She groaned and clenched her hands into fists.

Lexa licked her lips and looked at Clarke's exposed body. Letting her eyes trail all over the blonde's body, she bit her lip and went down, kissing Clarke's clit. Sticking her tongue out, she slowly trailed it up and down the blonde's wet folds, smiling at the taste. Lexa slid a finger inside Clarke again, thrusting slowly. Lexa opened her mouth and started sucking on Clarke's clit.

"H-Holy…" Clarke moaned and continued to tug on the handcuffs. "Lexa, I-I can't… p-please." She begged, feeling herself get closer to her release.

Lexa added a second finger and started thrusting faster and harder.

Clarke tugged harder on the cuffs and squeezed her eyes shut. She moaned louder as she felt Lexa thrusting her fingers faster and harder each time. "Fuck, L-Lexa… please."

Lexa stopped and pulled back, ignoring the blonde's confused protests, "I told you that was your last warning." Lexa got off the bed and walked up to Clarke's head, pulling the blind fold off the girl. "I ignored it when you said my name the last time, figuring you were caught up in the moment." Lexa sighed, disappointed and un-cuffed Clarke. "I told you I'd punish you." She took the cuffs and blind fold and walked to the bedroom door and looked at Clarke one last time before leaving the room.

"What?" Clarke sat up, confused as to what just happened. She looked around, seeing her clothes on the floor. She got up and grabbed them and quickly dressed. Clarke looked at the bedroom door, considering if she should go find Lexa and talk to her about what just happened.