Wine in one hand, phone resting beside by head with Twenty One Pilots playing, hot water still pouring out the tab and enough bubbles to look a small child, it was a night I definitely needed.
'The Judge' was interrupted, I halted my singing and answered the phone, pressing the speaker phone button as it did.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Clarkey, I'm bored. What you up to?" Of course it's Raven with her impeccable timing.
"Just in the bath," I took a sip of wine, "we didn't get to catch up before."
"Oh sexy, and I know, wait, what's happened? What did you do?" I laughed at her deducing skills.
"I fucked Lexa." Taking a bigger sip of wine, I listened out for her reaction.
"FINALLY. TELL ME EVERYTHING." I finished the wine off, smiling at her high pitched whining.
"Hair and make up tent, it wasn't much, but fucking hell Rave, she's fucking glorious when she comes." I stopped to remember what she sounded like, what she tasted like. I could feel a wetness between my legs that wasn't made from the bath water. I felt my hand subconsciously make it way down there before I remembered Raven was on the phone.
"Rave? I'm gonna have to go. I'll call you back in a bit." I hung up without waiting for a reply and resumed my movements.
Spreading my legs further apart I leant back, getting comfy. Trailing my right hand through the sodden crease between my thighs, I let out a breath, just like Lexa had. I circled my swollen nerve ending, hips bucking up to feel more, just like Lexa had.
Remembering her taste on my tongue, how it set me afire, how it flooded my senses, I knew I needed to taste that again, straight from the source.
Picturing Lexa looking down at me whilst I crawled up her legs, leaving bite marks as I went. Picturing how she would quiver beneath me, how she would run her hands through my hair, holding me in place against her, how she would grind herself against my face, using me for her own pleasure.
It wasn't long before the thoughts consumed me, before the tingling from my toes ran up the rest of my body. Eyes closed tightly, eyebrows scrunched together, mouth open releasing soundless moans as I circled faster and faster.
"Lexa.." I was so close, fuck, my hips rolled faster, matching the rhythm set by my fingers. "Fuck!"
My eyes rolled backwards and a moan escaped me, shaking me from head to toe as the desired heat flowed through my being.
I continued circling, continuing my orgasm, coming with Lexa's face in my mind and name leaving my lips.
I held the ringing phone next to my ear waiting for the recipient to answer.
"Better time to talk?" She asked me, I blushed to myself hoping she didn't know why I had to hang up the phone over an hour ago.
"It is, where we're we up to?" I asked Raven.
"You were gushing over how she looks when she comes, which by the way, is far too much information." I violently brushed again at her choice of words, i definitely gushed.
"She does. Something like that should be celebrated." Sinking further down on the sofa I flicked the TV on as we spoke, searching through my recorded items for something to watch.
"I'll be sure to tell her that then. How did it happen?" I settled on Project Runway, a guilty pleasure of mine.
I smiled as I remembered our moments in the trailer, "she told me she fell for me as soon as she saw me."
"WHAT?" I smiled at her reaction.
"I know." I pressed the play button, barely paying attention to the TV.
"She hid that well. What did you say?" I continued to smile to myself.
"Nothing." I paused, "I just fucked her against the make-up desk."
"Absolute class Griffin, well done. What happened afterwards?" My smile dropped, I hadn't spoken to her, nor had I seen her afterwards.
"She got called to the set." I paused the TV and made my way to the kitchen, pouring myself another glass of wine. I knew I had an early call tomorrow but one more glass should be fine.
"That's it?" She asked me, confusion in her voice.
"That's it. I haven't spoken to her since." The disappointment was evident, it was neither of our faults, but it still hurt nonetheless. I didn't even have her number to text her.
"Well that's shit." She said letting it a sarcastic laugh.
"Oh I know." I finished my glass of wine and I hadn't even left the kitchen, contemplating whether I could have another glass or not my will crumbled and I poured my third.
"Tomorrow isn't far away, you can speak to her then?" she was right, there wasn't much I could do about it now other than wallow in my misery.
"Yeh," I sighed, "I guess I'll have to."
The next day came quicker than normal, I guess three glasses of wine can do that for you.
I set foot out of my car and made my way over to my trailer, I could afford a few minutes resting time before I was needed in costume. I hadn't seen Lexa yet and I honestly, I was scared to see her. I hadn't yet thought about what I'd say to her. We hadn't really spoke much recently, about anything. She still thinks I'm with Raven!
I wanted to get to know her, I needed to know get to know her. To know her likes, her dislikes, her pet peeves, whether she likes reading, if she's an artist outside work. I wanted to know what colour her bedroom was and how many pillows she slept with at night.
I was knocked out of my thoughts by my name been shouted across the set. I looked around and found Kane running towards me.
"Clarke, there you are" he said breathlessly, "when Raven gets here can you come to my office? There's a few things we need to speak about."
I nodded my head at him, "sure."
I grabbed my phone out of my back pocket and dialled her number. It didn't take long before she picked it up. "What's up Griffin?"
"Are you at the set yet?" I looked around to see whether I could see her.
"Yup, in my trailer, everything okay?" Perfect!
"Kane wants us to meet now at his office, meet you there?" I asked.
"Yup sure, see you in a sec." Hanging up, I slid my phone back in my pocket and made my way to Kane's office.
Raven met me along the way.
"Hey! Know that this is about?" She asked me as we made our way through the door. Jaha and Anya were with Kane, shit, this didn't look good.
"What did we do now?" Raven asked as we both cautiously took our seats.
Kane laughed at us, "surprisingly nothing." A weight lifted off both out shoulders, well that's good then.
"We want you to make a public appearance. Comic Com is coming up soon, we want to get people talking about you so more people show up for the show." Kane spoke.
"Comic Con is months away," I thought out loud, "more than three months away anyway."
Silence followed me, shit.
That's why Jaha and Anya were here.
"You want us to stay together for longer than three months don't you." Raven looked over to me, neither of us wanted this.
Kane solemnly nodded his head, "the season is coming up to an end, we want to secure a renewal, you two being in a relationship will do that."
"That's bullshit!" Snapped Raven, "you're completely using the support of a community to boost your viewing figures! You don't give a shit about us!"
Jaha laughed at her, "us? Raven you're not even gay, you're not an "Us"."
I whipped my head around and stared at him incredulously, "because that's the most important thing here? Fuck off Jaha. Whether Raven is gay or not, whatever or whoever Raven is attracted to has got fuck all to do with the deception you guys are pulling right now." I stood up angrily and looked over to Anya, "how could you agree to this?" I asked her. At least she had to decency to look guilty in her decisions.
"Look Clarke, this decision was made without needing your input, nor Ravens." I couldn't listen to this anymore.
"That's not the way I see it." I signal to Raven to follow me, "you need us. And we are not agreeing to any of this shit."
I opened the door ready to leave before Anya stopped me, "Clarke if you don't agree the producers will terminate your contract."