Raven captured Echo's lips as she rocked her hips onto the brunette's fingers. "Fuck." She breathed out. She kept rolling onto the girl's hands while looking into her eyes. She gasped when her walls fluttered around Echo's fingers. That was until Echo's face transformed into sharper features and her hair turned golden. If it weren't for the pleasure she was feeling right now, she would've panicked but Niylah's fingers worked rapidly around her clit and Raven dug her nails deep into Niylah's back. The blonde was working Raven's body, from nibbling on her neck to pinching her nipple. Just as she felt she was about to come, Octavia came into the room with a certain look on her face. Raven slowed down and frowned. She blinked rapidly, still confused as to why Octavia was here, but more so why she was crying.
"O'?" Octavia's tears ran down her face as she ran away. "Octavia! Wait! What's wrong?" She climbed off Niylah but then slipped on the floor.
"Octavia!" Raven screeched, and that's when she realized she was having the weirdest sex dream ever. She had also just screamed out her friend's name. "Okay?" She breathed loudly when she flopped back onto her pillow. She used her arm to cover her eyes as the sunbeams burned her eyes too brightly. "What the fuck?" She questioned, still trying to wrap her mind around her weirdest dream thus far. "What did I drink?" She whispered to herself. The only times she would ever dream this way was when she would drink tequila. Did she drink tequila?
She remembered the night before and her excessive flirting with both Niylah and Echo. They were both really nice and cool, but honestly she just really needed to get laid. She hadn't had a proper fuck since Finn broke her heart. If this dream was any indication of the drought that had established itself in her vagina, she knew she had to go out and look for some lubrication. The weirdest part yet was Octavia, who had seemed so upset. She tried to retrace her steps and remembered Octavia chatting up Lexa's cousin. He seemed decent enough, though she did remember Octavia glancing at her every now and then.
She let the dream roll of her back as she slipped on an Adidas sweater and a pair skinny jeans, but not before pulling her hair into a ponytail. She made her way down to the breakfast hall and spotted both Octavia and Clarke already chatting away.
"Hey, sleepy head. I can't believe you made it, you've only got another 10 minutes, you better hurry." Clarke chuckled. Raven widened her eyes and nodded rapidly till she made her way to breakfast line. It was blueberry pancakes on Sundays. She would not miss that.
"So continue," Clarke said to Octavia, who had been telling her about Lincoln.
"He's really nice. There's nothing really wrong with him, which is slightly unsettling." Octavia chuckled.
"But?"
"But, nothing. I just told you the guy- the person is perfect and extremely attractive." Octavia stated, but Clarke stared at her. She knew she was holding back. "He's genderqueer, which I'll admit is making me doubt some things and it's making me feel stupid. I like him and the way he looks, his pronouns are he or they, I mean it's really not a big deal, but it just makes me question things about sexuality in general. I don't know how I feel about my sexuality anymore or my gender, I never really thought about it until now." Octavia closed her eyes.
"That's okay. As long as you like him, that's what's important right?" Clarke asked
"Yes, of course." Octavia babbled before Raven joined their table.
"What are you we talking about on this lovely morning?" She asked, and Clarke raised an eyebrow.
"This lovely morning? I hate how you never get hangovers." Clarke sank into her seat which caused Raven to laugh.
"I did have a weird dream? If that makes you feel better." Raven suggested with a lopsided smile. That peaked Clarke's interest, dreams were a particular fascination.
"What happened in it?" Clarke asked, and Raven gulped, quickly glancing at Octavia.
"Just a weird sex dream," Raven muttered while cutting her blueberry pancakes in pieces. Octavia glanced at her and frowned.
"Who about?" Octavia asked, and Raven stiffened.
"I don't remember." She lied, not sure why. She felt uncomfortable. She even regretted bringing it up. "How's Lexa?" She asked Clarke knowing it would surely divert the conversation away from her. Clarke chewed her lip. "I saw you guys getting pretty cozy last night." Raven wiggled her eyebrows when she spoke, but Clarke shook her head vigorously.
"We're taking it slow," Clarke stated calmly with a shrug or two.
"It being what exactly?" Octavia asked skeptically. She respected Lexa but she was still protective of Clarke, she didn't want her friend to get hurt again.
"It being a friendship right now. That's all either of us can handle at the moment." Clarke smiled. "She's having lunch with her family before they leave." She added, and Octavia pouted.
"I won't see him again will I?" She sulked and gazed into her empty plate. Raven put her arm around the brunette and squeezed tightly.
"Awh, come on O' we'll find you someone else," Raven grinned which motivated Octavia to look up and smile shyly at her friend. Looking into Octavia's eyes brought Raven back to her dream, and she awkwardly retracted her arm and focused on her plate.
'I really need to get laid.'
"I don't want anyone else," Octavia muttered, her shoulders slumping with defeat. "How was your night? I'm surprised you went home alone. I could've sworn you would've gone home with Echo or Niylah, or both." Octavia commented.
"Yeah, I mean the opportunity was there, but- I don't know, the moment passed I guess." Raven's nonchalance steered the conversation away from her once more though she did see Clarke looking at her with some suspicion.
They continued speaking about the party and the people there until the conversation centered around the subject of Easter break.
"I'm probably staying here," Clarke commented. "All alone." She added with a dramatic flair.
"Hey! I'll be here." Raven replied which was confusing for both girls. She had expected Raven to join Octavia for Easter. Then the blonde frowned, now questioning what she would do. She would not spend Easter alone, both Octavia and Clarke had made a vow to invite Raven over for every holiday ever since her parents cut her off.
"Wait, you're not staying with Clarke?" Octavia asked. "Why did you tell you were going to stay with Clarke?" She demanded almost sounding angry.
"Look, I really appreciate this vow both of you have made, and I'll keep taking you up on it for Thanksgiving and Christmas, but I really don't mind just spending my break here, alone or with people that will be here. There are a handful of people that don't go home because of money or something else, and they're having a dinner party for Easter. It should be fun, and I don't want to keep taking advantage of either of your parents." Raven said before she grimaced.
"Rae, you're not taking advantage. I like having you over for the holidays. It makes it more fun." Clarke stated, and Octavia nodded.
"I know, I just don't want to keep being your charity case, you know?" Raven replied. She had thought of this for a few months now. She had lived with Abby for a year when her parents threw her out. She was surprised how Clarke's parents had even been friends in the first place. They were so different from hers. When Abby took her in, her friendship with Raven's parents crumbled as well. The only connection Raven still had was to her grandfather, who she would see on benefits he organized. To keep family unity, however, he would attend their holiday parties and Raven would be left alone. He didn't agree with his daughter's choices, but he had to abide by them.
"You're hardly a charity case. You lived with us. You're family for Christ's sake." Clarke retorted. Raven reached out and wrapped her hand around Clarke, then squeezed it tightly.
"I know that. And I know this sounds ungrateful, but for once I would like to feel like I don't owe anyone anything. I'm sorry." Clarke's expression softened at Raven's words. She sighed and nodded.
"You're still joining for the Easter hunt. There's not discussion there." She took a spoonful of her cereal and munched angrily which made Raven smile.
"Yes, Captain." Clarke slowed her grinding and offered Raven a small smile.
"I see you've got her number." Lexa smirked at Lincoln, who was still staring at his phone. They were almost going to say goodbye, and he was still waiting for Octavia to see him off. He looked sad which pulled at Lexa's heartstrings.
"Not that it matters. I'm going back, and she's here." He said sounding disappointed. "Wasted potential. I think I could've really liked her given the chance." He said and then pouted. Lexa cooed and hugged his head tightly, considering she could barely wrap her arms around one of his shoulders.
"Well, you could always come out here. I know you've wanted to go to veterinarian school. You could. No one has to stay in that damn neighborhood."
"You might have left Lexa, but the rest of us can't make that choice as lightly as you did." Lincoln snapped and truly hurt Lexa's feelings. She hardly made that decision lightly. It wasn't a choice at all given the circumstances. "I have responsibilities." He stated.
"I thought everything was going smoothly," Lexa muttered.
"It is." He said, and his expression softened, then turned to guilt. "I'm sorry about what I said. You made sure that it stayed honest. It is good, but Nia-"
"Leave Nia to me." Lexa's voice threatened.
"You're here, Lex. What are you going to do?" Lincoln sounded frustrated.
"I would give it up, all of it, if I felt that things were going south. But that's my job, not yours. Go earn that degree you've always wanted to do." Lexa encouraged which got Lincoln thinking. He couldn't believe that he was considering this, but Lexa had a way with words. Not just words, but the way she said them with so much conviction. She could convince a whole group of people with three words, which is why she had been chosen to be Heda, that and her gift for strategy and leadership. He nodded, then noticed a small brunette running their way.
"Hey, Lincoln!" Octavia said a bit too loudly which then turned her self-conscious as she widened her eyes and awkwardly took a step back. She scratched the back of her neck and rubbed her lips together. That was not embarrassing at all.
"Hey," Lincoln smiled, and then without warning enveloped her in a tight hug, almost lifting her off the floor. Lexa chuckled and turned her back so the pair could have some privacy. She turned to Emori, who basically laid, passed out in the car. She had been fussy all night according to Anya because she was upset they had left the party earlier than everyone else. To state it lightly neither had gotten a lot of sleep which could be felt in Anya's general displeasure.
"At least we'll be able to listen to whatever we want," Anya muttered her mood still sour from her lack of sleep. Lexa offered a sympathetic smile before she hugged her sister tightly.
"I love you," Lexa whispered.
"I love you too, Lexie. " Anya tightened her hold for a second, which made Lexa feel fifteen again, then looked Lexa in the eyes, "I'll see you in a week?"
"You're sure you can spare the money?" Lexa asked. Anya waved her hand dismissively.
"Yes, I don't mind spending a couple of hundred bucks if it means I get to spend time with my family," Anya said determinedly. She squeezed Lexa's arm one last time then turned on her heels.
"Be safe." She said and right at that moment Lincoln huddled into the car and left a rather sad Octavia behind.
When the car turned the corner, Lexa watched Octavia, who was chewing on the inside of her cheek. She saw the brunette sigh and sulk but not turn around. She stayed glued to the spot Lincoln had left her in.
"Come on. Let's go back inside." Lexa offered, and Octavia genuinely smiled at her.
Lexa had another exam to go before she could go home. This was now four days later, and she had just finished her exam. She was rather sure she had blown the exam and was having a particularly challenging day considering the mood she was in, so having lunch with Clarke would not be the treat she thought it was going to be.
She spotted Clarke for their weekly lunch at their usual table and was afraid her attitude would ruin to the good place they were in. Nevertheless, she approached the blonde who had her nose in a Capote book. Lexa was intrigued Clarke had taken the habit of reading anything Capote she could get her hands on. A part of her hoped it was because she had told Clarke it was her favorite author.
"Capote again?" Lexa voiced and with that startled Clarke so much she spilled her cup of tea, which she was holding in one hand and the book in the other, over her sleeve. Lexa's eyes widened and started collecting some napkins to hand them to Clarke. The blonde was breathing heavy and by the time Lexa had assembled enough napkins that she deemed necessary the blonde had already wiped her down her pants.
"I must have a bad conscience." Clarke snickered while still breathing heavily. Lexa chuckled, then took out her homemade lunch. Monty had made his famous stir-fry again and had shared it with her.
"Must be," Lexa mumbled.
"How was your exam?" Clarke asked. Lexa bristled at the mere reference to what she considered being her greatest academic failure yet. That is discounting her high school experience. Her biggest failure in a class she actually studied for. Clarke grimaced. "That well huh?"
"I don't want to talk about it," Lexa muttered and started forking the stir-fry. Clarke watched her with arched eyebrows and contemplating going back to her book and leaving the girl be, but this was their weekly lunch. This is what this was for. Clarke bit her lip as the insecurity within her started taking over. What if she had done something wrong? What if she had annoyed Lexa in some way or another? Had she been too overbearing? Had she insulted her family? The options were limitless. Then she heard Raven's voice in the back of her head.
"Griffin, I love more than anything, but not everything is about you. Your insecurity really goes hand in hand with your self-centeredness." She had said a few days ago when Octavia lashed out at her.
Clarke told herself not to jump to conclusions and think about Lexa. The girl took a lot of pride in her studies. She didn't want to talk about her exam, so it was most likely that. There was no ulterior meaning behind Lexa's mood. Then Clarke looked at her, and she was still stabbing her vegetables. One particular jab even made Clarke wince, which pushed Lexa to look up. Her eyes were strained and hard.
"You know those are already dead right?" Clarke tried to crack a joke, but it didn't land well. Lexa sighed, and Clarke could see she was fighting the urge to roll her eyes. "Sorry, bad joke." Clarke offered, hoping to spark some conversation again and Lexa nodded.
"I'm in a foul mood. It's not your fault," Lexa stated hoping that Clarke wouldn't hold it against her.
"It's okay, Octavia's been sulking all week, I can take it." Clarke chuckled and this time, Lexa did roll her eyes. Octavia had spent all of one night with Lincoln, and Lincoln had already gotten this girl in a state. Why was Octavia even sulking? She barely knew her cousin.
"They barely know each other." Lexa bit back.
"Well, I guess it can happen," Clarke replied, but Lexa scoffed.
"Oh come on, they barely know each other. They're both probably being shallow." Clark frowned at what Lexa had said.
"I don't know about Lincoln, but Octavia doesn't exactly have feelings for just anyone. Besides, even if it was that, what does it matter if they're both that way. She's a good person, Lexa." Clarke said determinedly. She knew Octavia, and she had their differences, but she wouldn't let Lexa speak that way. Lexa bit her lip and realized how judgmental she had sounded but felt too stubborn to say anything. Clarke shook her head and sighed. Then she got up and left without saying another word.
'I guess she couldn't take it after all. Big surprise there.' Lexa thought while she watched Clarke walk away. She returned her gaze to her food and frowned. Her mood was getting worse, and she wanted to groan and rub her face. This lunch was supposed to be a sanctuary, not a place where she would fight with Clarke. She knew this would happen.
Then about two minutes later she was presented with two pieces of brownies. She looked up and saw Clarke smiling down at her. "I thought you left." She muttered, but Clarke frowned, and then shook her head.
"No, I went to get you these grumpy pants." She said pointing at the two treats in front of her.
"They're both for me?" Lexa asked shyly, and Clarke had no problem given her resounding yes as a reply. Lexa smiled and truthfully felt relieved. She had expected Clarke to leave and be angry for her less than perfect behavior, but Clarke had stayed. She had overreacted in thinking Clarke would've left without a word over such a petty thing. She bit the inside of her cheek and then said, "I'm sorry for what I said about Octavia earlier. I didn't mean it. I'm just in the worst mood, I blew this really important exam, everything else seems trifling and annoying, and I know it's not, It's me being an ass- but I just-"
"It's fine." Clarke's voice was hoarse. "You sure you don't want to talk about it?" She asked but Lexa shook her head. She really didn't. So Clarke changed the subject dramatically. "Did you know Truman Capote had a security blanket, even as an adult?" Clarke asked and got Lexa's attention. She never really knew much about her favorite author, other than his basic biography. Lexa chuckled.
"No, I didn't actually," Lexa replied. Clarke gasped.
"Really? Well-" Clarke sounded smug.
"Whatever Griffin." Lexa had mirth twinkling in her eye. Clarke's attitude didn't slow down until Lexa finally asked, "You're going to keep gloating about this for a few days, aren't you?"
"It's not often I know more about something that is usually your area."
"Hmm, maybe we should have a quiz about each other's areas of expertise," Lexa suggested, not very seriously until she saw Clarke's reaction. "You're such a nerd."
"Takes one to know one," Clarke replied, and the both chuckled.
By the end of the lunch, Lexa's mood had actually elevated, much to her surprise. Then she realized she would be leaving in a few days, and such an easy mood shift would probably not be possible for the next two weeks.
Before Clarke could do her awkward wave she usually did, Lexa grabbed her arm and hugged her tightly. "I'll miss you," Lexa stated and felt Clarke's arms wrap around her. The blonde, at first, had felt slightly awkward when Lexa displayed such sudden affection, especially inside the lunch category, the very 'non-pause' category that was not supposed to be used to present affection. When she smelled Lexa's familiar scent, though, she wrapped her arms almost naturally around the brunette's waist. She wanted to fade into Lexa and not let go, but that wasn't possible. A thought occurred to her that she had forgiven Lexa, or more importantly that she trusted her to a certain amount, not completely. She didn't trust anyone completely, except perhaps Raven and Octavia. The thought wasn't as terrifying as she believed it was going to be, it was actually quite nice. It was warm and reassuring and she wasn't too sure when it had happened.
"I'll miss you too," she said before it would be too late.
"I'll see you in two weeks?" Lexa offered, and Clarke did her best not to show her heavy heart. "We can Skype every week, same time as we would meet for lunch? If you want that is." Lexa stuttered. A mere movement had cause the moment to turn awkward.
"I want," Clarke said with a small voice. Lexa nodded. That's when they didn't know what to do. They had to go the same way, but they had already said goodbye, which caused the moment to become even more awkward. "Bye," Clarke said abruptly and almost ran out of the dining hall, all the way up to her room.
Notes:
Okay so yeah I know I've started a new fic, but that doesn't mean I won't be updating this one, I promise. This one gets priority. Once a week, as I've said. The other fic is helping me with my general mood as it is much happier (and dragons is an unmistakably plus), and definitely helping with my writer's block.
Anyways, the vote was Echo and Raven, and then the distance kind of dawned on me, same for Lincoln and Octavia so I'll have to figure something out :)
See you next time folks!
