A/N: Hey people. Sorry its been so long. I actually planned to post a new chapter last night when the dreaded 503 note blocked me xD But websites back now, so here it is. Go nuts.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of the 100.
My eyes run over the Commander's face, tracing her war paint and smoky green eyes, and full lips. Its when desire stirs low in my belly that Octavia's words run through my head.
Oh.
"I'm gonna kill her." I groan. I hide my face under my arm as I wriggle in Lexa's uncomfortable throne. I don't know how she doesn't have back problems.
"Kill who, Clarke?" asked Lexa.
I sigh and glance at Lexa weirdly. Why was she still across the tent?
"Octavia. She spiked my drink!"
"She's the one who did this? I'll kill her!" yelled Lexa angrily.
I almost nodded, annoyed, before I quickly scrambled off the raised dais trying not to trip over my own legs. Lexa probably would kill her.
"Don't" I groaned.
Lexa turned back around from the entrance of the tent, allowing me to hold onto her forearm for balance. She stood stiffly regarding me silently.
"She's just a goofball. She didn't mean any harm." I say roughly, my throat suddenly feeling dry.
"A- goofball?" said Lexa, uncertain.
My mouth quirked as I stared at Lexa's adorable confusion.
"Yeah." I chuckled. "It means she meant it as a joke. Tried to get me drunk so I'd loosen up."
Lexa frowned and huffed clearly wanting to take action against my friend and slowly growing frustrated with my language. "Loosen? Like when you stretch your muscles after a training session?" she asked quietly.
This time it took everything in my fogged state of mind to tamp down my grin. I wasn't laughing at her because she didn't understand, I was trying not to grab her and kiss her frown off her face. She was adorable.
"Um . . . I forgot what we were talking about." I murmur swaying towards Lexa then catching myself looking at her lips. I wanted to kiss those lips.
"Lets get you to bed."
Okay. Nothing could stop my smile to that. I chuckle and shake my head at her.
