The Untouchable Stryker

by Kara2211

Lexa has had a very hard life. She doesn't know who her parents are or where she is really from. All she knows is she is different and wants to get out of Afghanistan. She is forced to fight for Ahmed's group when her school was bombed. That's where she met Ash, the person she thought was the love of her life but then she meets Clarke.

50. Chapter 50: Lexa

Chapter 50: Lexa

I take one more shot before we walk out to the pool deck. There are so many people here that I don't know, and any other time, I would want to meet them, but right now, all I want is a hug from Asher and then go back to Clarke. Jess and O come up to me and ask how Clarke is doing, and all I can do is shrug my shoulders. Finally, we make it to the pool and find Asher playing with a couple of other kids. He sees me and comes running. I ignore my shoulder, which is starting to ache now that my adrenaline is settling down, and scoop him up into the biggest hug. I'm not sure Asher knows what is going on, but he just holds onto me until I break the hug. I look at him, and he is smiling from ear to ear. "Xa, you okay?"

I smile, "I'm much better now, little man. Thank you for an awesome hug. I really needed it. Are you having a good time?"

He laughs, "Yeah, there are lots of kids to play with, but maybe later we can play video games."

"I think that can be arranged. I'll let you get back to you friends." I put him down and see both Callie and Ash smiling at me. It really is impressive how a hug from a kid can make you feel better. After Asher heads back to the pool, I walk around to the bar for a couple more shots. I need to get out of my head, and I would like my shoulder to stop throbbing.

As the bartender pours out four more shots, I feel someone wrap me in a hug from behind and know without a doubt that it is Clarke. I turn around on the barstool and look up at her as she leans down and presses her lips to mine gently at first. My head swirls as I lean into the kiss, my lips softening, yielding to Clarke's dominance. Her lip's part, her hand weaving into my hair as she holds me close.

I wrap my arms around her waist, shot glass still in my hand. The combination of the tequila and the kiss makes me feel as though I am floating. My stomach clenches in excitement, and my body longs to be pressed against hers, closing any gap between us. She takes my lower lip between her teeth, nipping me ever-so-slightly. I grin, deepening the kiss.

All around us, people are talking, music is playing from the radio, and yet I feel miles away from it all until we hear Abby clear her throat. Clarke pulls away, flushed from the kiss, and looks at me, "Can I have one of those?" She asks and points to the shots before me.

"Ya Amar, you can have anything you want!"

Abby laughs, "Can I also have one of those? And what does Ya Amar mean?"

Clarke turns red as I say, "Here," handing her a shot as the bartender pours three more. "Ya Amar, mean My Moon in Arabic. She is my bright light shining on dark nights and days, for that matter. It can also mean Most Beautiful, which she is the most beautiful person in the world to me."

Abby holds up her hands and says, "Okay, alright, I get it. I'm sorry I asked, but I am glad that the two of you are happy."

We spend the next couple of hours making the rounds with Clarke and Ash introducing me to a lot of people who I will never be able to remember. I notice at one point that Echo is sitting in Bellamy's lap, and they are kissing. So I guess they are more than just military partners. I also see that Jose and Raven seem to be getting along very well.

We had just finished eating, and Asher was sitting in my lap by the pool telling me about his new friends when suddenly, I hear someone yelling for Callie. It doesn't take long for a guy to appear. I look at Callie, and she has gone pale, and Ash is turning red. So I go into overdrive again and standing up. I keep Asher with me while I walk over to where Callie and Ash are.

Ash says, "Robby, how the hell did you get in here, and what the fuck do you want?"

I realize then that this is Ash's best friend from high school, the one who caused all the problems. He glances at me, then Callie, and takes a step towards Asher. He says, "I came to see my son. When did you get back?"

Callie yells, "He's not your son! How are you even out of jail?"

He laughs and squats down in front of Asher, "Hey buddy, you sure are getting big."

Asher looks up at me, confused. Then, finally, Robby gets up and says, "Who are you?"

Asher says, "This is my best friend, aunt Xa. Who are you?"

Robby squats back down as Ash takes a step toward him. "I'm your daddy, buddy. I've been away for a while, but I'm back now, and I want to get to know you, son."

Asher innocently says, "I don't have a daddy. I have a mom and a mommy, right Xa?"

I can't help but laugh before saying, "That's right little man. Hey, can I get another Asher hug?" I bend down and pick him up just as Ash gets in Robby's face. I glance at Clarke and hand her my phone. I whisper, "Go over to the bar and use my phone to video whatever is about to happen because something IS about to happen." She nods and walks over to the bar.

I move to stand next to Callie. Ash looks him dead in the eyes and says, "You need to leave now, and we never want to see you again."

He smirks and says, "That's not going to happen. I want to get to know my boy, and it's within my rights to do so."

Callie says, "You have no rights to him. You are not his father!"

Now he is laughing, "That's what you think. Have you bothered to run his DNA through the system to find out who his father is? I guess not. Otherwise, you would know that he is my son. I don't know why you couldn't see that Ashley would never choose you, and I was right there the whole time. I was the one who took care of you while she was playing hero. I was the one who helped you with school and whatever else you needed. I was there for you when you were scared because you hadn't heard from her. So why couldn't you see me the way I saw you?"

Callie says, "Robby, you know why. It has always been Ashley. She's the only person for me, and you knew that. For God's sake, you were her best friend."

He chuckles, "We could have been happy if you would've just given me a chance. That night at the party, you were so drunk and pissed because you hadn't heard from Ashley in over a month. We were having such a good time dancing and hanging out. I thought you had finally decided to give me a chance, so I kissed you…and for a second, you kissed me back. Then you took off for the bathroom, and I followed you. I just wanted to talk…."

As he paused, I could see where this was going, and it wasn't going to end well. I looked around and realized that because there were so many people here, only a few people realized something was going on. Finally, I caught Jess's eye, and she looked freaked out. I can only hope that she comes to the realization that she needs to call the police.

Robby continued, "I just wanted to talk, but you said the kiss was a mistake and should've never happened. I lost it and pulled you into that room and kissed you again. You started fighting me, and you fell, hitting your head on the dresser and passed out. I was almost finished when you woke up, but you were so drunk, and out of it, you didn't even know it was me. I finished and then ran…."

He didn't finish that sentence because Ash threw a massive right hook that landed to the side of his head, knocking him to the ground. He lay there stunned, and she took the opportunity to kick him in the ribs as he started to get up. Ash was still advancing on him when one of Cree's bodyguards stepped in. He said, "I got it. I will take care of him until the police arrive. I heard everything. I'm guessing he just admitted to raping you?"

Ash replied, "Not me, my fiancé Callie."

Robby starts laughing, "You can't charge me now. It's been five years!"

The bodyguard says, "That doesn't matter as long as she filed a report when it happened. You can still be charged." Then, he looks at Callie, "Did you file a report?"

Callie says, "Yes, I filed it that night. That asshole even took me to the hospital."

The bodyguard turned to Robby and started to take out a pair of handcuffs walking toward him. Robby reached behind his back and yelled, "If I can't have them, no one will, especially not you, Ashley. You don't deserve to be happy." He pulls a gun and aims it at Callie. Ash is behind the bodyguard off to the side, so she has no chance of getting to him or Callie. I'm holding Asher, but everything is in slow motion for me, and I am right beside Callie. I switch Asher to my left arm and pull my knife out as I hear the click of the trigger being pulled. I let the knife fly as I spin in front of Callie, shielding her and Asher from the bullets. I can only hope they are a small enough caliber that they won't go through me and hit them anyway.

I feel the impact of two shots, one in my left shoulder blade and the other in my left side. I look into Callie's eyes and ask if she's okay. She looks at me wide-eyed and nods yes. I hand Asher to her, turning around to see that my knife found a home in Robby's neck, and he is lying on the ground. It must have hit his jugular because he bled out quickly.

Ash comes running to us. She checks on Asher and Callie before turning to me. "Are you okay? Were you hit?"

"I'm fine. It must have been a .22 or something small because I don't really feel it. Is he dead?"

The bodyguard walks over and replies, "Yes, he's dead. Is everyone alright?"

I say, "Yeah, just a flesh wound. What was it at .22?"

He looks at me confused but nods yes. I look at Ash and Callie and say, "Well, I guess that is one promise I kept."

Ash looks at Callie, who is just staring at me, and laughs, "Yes, you did say if you ever saw him that you would kill him."

Callie starts to stutter, "Bu-but you said the same thing about me!"

"I did, but then Ash asked me not to, and you grew on me. As long as you don't hurt her again, you're safe." Ash and I chuckle at the look on her face. I soon hear footsteps fast approaching and turn to see Clarke running toward me. I smile and open my arms for her, and she wraps me in a hug. She mumbles into my chest, "Are you okay? Were you hit? Did you just kill him?"

"Um…I didn't really have a choice. Robby pulled a gun trying to shoot Callie and Asher, so…I threw my knife, and it hit its mark. Problem solved!" She looks around, and by now, people are standing around watching as the police arrive and cover the body.

I look at Asher, and he has silent tears running down his little cheeks. I turn to him and ask, "Hey, little man, are you okay? You didn't get hurt, did you?"

He sniffles and reaches for me. I take him, and he gives me a big hug, "No, I fine, thanks to you, so is mom. Who was that man, and why he want to hurt mom?"

I look at Callie and Ash, "Um…he was just a bad guy who used to know your mommies a long time ago. You don't need to worry about him though, he won't bother you anymore, and I will always be here to protect you."

He just nods his little head, "Um…Xa…you bleeding."

I smile at him, "Yeah, but it's just a scratch. I will be fine. I'm going to get Clarke and Abby to take a look at my boo-boos at home. They will get me all fixed up in time for the wedding. Why don't you go back and join your friends in the pool?"

He kisses me on the cheek and says, "Thank you, I see you tonight."

When I lean down to put him on the ground, Clarke notices that I am bleeding, and she rushes over and pulls my shirt up. I exclaim, "What are you doing? Why are you taking my shirt off in front of all these strangers?"

Ash is laughing as Clarke says, "Why the hell didn't you tell me you had been shot? I'm taking your shirt off to get a better look at the wounds."

"Um…it's just a scratch. Can't we do this at home? I was going to ask you and Abby to come with me to meet Lo in the med bay on the Untouchable."

The officer speaks up and says that she has an EMS in route along with the coroner. I tell her thanks, but there are a couple of doctors around. Clarke looks around, finds Abby, motions her over, and says, "Mom, tell this idiot that she needs to go to the hospital and have the bullets removed."

"Hold up, I'm not an idiot. But, unfortunately, I've been shot enough to know that this is no big deal. I can get Lo to administer a local anesthetic and remove the bullets and patch me up. I have a wedding to attend in a couple of hours, and I'm not going to miss it over a couple small bullet wounds."

Abby glances at the wounds and then smiles at Clarke. "I hate to admit it, but I think she's right. Besides, you will learn that she doesn't really listen when it comes to things like this. So come on, let's go to the yacht and see what we need to do."

I smirk at Clarke, and she rolls her eyes at me. I lean in and give her a kiss on the cheek and whisper, "You know I love you, right?"

She snapped her head towards me with wide eyes and a shocked expression on her face. I can't help but laugh and say, "It's true! Let's go. I will text Lo now."

The officer says, "I'm going to need a statement from you at some point."

"What's your phone number and I will text you the video."

As I walk by Blake, I look at him and say, "I thought you said once I got to America, I wouldn't have to be worried about getting shot at every day? I hate to tell you this, but I've been shot at more since I got here than when I was in the desert."

Ten minutes later, I was lying on the examination bed while Lo and Abby dug out the two bullets and closed the wounds. It only took about a half-hour, and I found out that Lo had served two tours in Afghanistan with the Canadian Army as a combat medic. Clarke sat by my head, running her fingers through my hair. Once they were finished, Abby said that she would run to the pharmacy and pick up some antibiotics for me.

I thanked Abby and Lo, and then we headed to our room. Once we made it to our room, Clarke helped me change clothes and clean up some before we laid down. It didn't take long for us to get comfortable and snuggled into one another. It felt good to hold her after everything that has happened today. I kissed the top of her head and ask, "How are you?"

She tilted her head up from my shoulder so that she could look me in the eyes, "I think I'm okay. The only thing is…I'm just mad that I always freeze and can't do anything to protect myself, you know."

"Albi, I'm really sorry that you had to experience that, and I wasn't there to protect you. I should have gotten there sooner…no, I should have never left you alone!"

"Babe, you can't be by my side 24/7. I'm still amazed that you knew I was in trouble in the first place. I know that you would never intentionally let someone hurt me, but maybe you could teach me a few moves so that I can protect myself when you aren't around. But, hey, what does Albi mean?"

I smile, "That I can definitely do. It means my heart because you have my heart." I lean in and kiss her passionately, hoping that she can feel how much I love her. "Do you think that you could be my date for the wedding tonight? I mean…uh…if you don't feel up to it, I'm sure everyone will understand."

"What? I wouldn't miss the wedding. Babe, I promise I'm going to be fine. I know you are here if I need to talk."

"I should've killed him when I had the chance."

"No, he will get what he deserves, and well, I don't want you to have to kill anyone if it's not absolutely necessary. I hate the fact that you have had to kill anyone in the first place, but I don't want it to become something that you are used to doing. Things are different over here, and there are consequences when people die. Lucky for you, all of yours have been self-defense so far, but I don't want you to press your luck, alright?"

"I understand, sweetie, but I can't let people go around hurting others. Especially the people I love. Robby deserved to die for what he did to Callie years ago, but I didn't mean to kill him. My instincts just took over when he pulled the gun. I never want to intentionally hurt people."

She kisses me, "I know, let's get some rest."

I wake up to banging and yelling at my door. I look at Clarke, who is still sleeping soundly, and kiss her forehead before sliding out of bed. I open the door to find Ash pacing the hallway, "What's wrong? Why are you banging on my door?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong is that it is less than an hour until I say, 'I do,' and my best woman is still sleeping. I need you to get your ass up and help me get dressed, and Callie and Jess need Clarke's help if…."

I feel arms wrap around my waist and a soft kiss on my shoulder, "If what?" Clarke says from behind me with sleepy eyes. I turn and kiss her deeply.

"I think Ash is trying to ask if you feel up to helping Callie and Jess get ready for the wedding. Apparently, we slept too long, according to Ash."

"Crap! What time is it? I still don't even know what I'm going to wear."

Ash and I laugh, "Don't worry about that. Callie has your dress and is waiting for you in Octavia's room." Ash says.

Clarke looks at me, "I guess I will see you on deck at the ceremony. I love you, babe!" She gives me a quick kiss and is out the door before I can reply.

I stand there dumbfounded. Did Clarke just tell me she loved me? I mean, I know I told her earlier today, but I think she thought I was just flirting with her, even though I was completely serious. I can't help but smile as her words sink in. Suddenly I feel a slap to the back of my head. "What the fuck!"

Ash laughs, "You aren't listening to me. Here are your dress blues. Where are your medals so that I can put them on? We have less than thirty minutes to get dressed. I don't have time for you to stand around looking all love-struck and shit."

"You should know by now that it only takes me ten minutes to get ready. Can't I just wear a suit? I don't really want everyone to see me in my uniform with the medals. Did she really say she loved me?"

"Well, yeah…ooh, was that the first time?"

"Duh! I mean, I told her earlier, but I think she thought I was just flirting with her after everything. So, what are you wearing? A dress?"

"Actually, no. Callie always loved me dressed in my dress uniform, so I thought I would wear it instead. Which is why I thought you might want to wear yours so that Clarke can see you in yours."

"Then why are you freaking out? It shouldn't take that long for you to get dressed in your uniform. Are you nervous?"

"Hell, yes! I'm not sure why. This was always the plan until everything happened. Now, I just feel like it is rushed because of the mission."

I walk over to the fridge, grab the tequila bottle, pour a couple of shots, and hand one to her. "You know, you could've waited until you got back if you thought this was too rushed."

"I know, but after everything, I just want her to know that I will be back for her. I don't want anything to ever come between us again. I want the life that we always said we would have."

"It sounds to me like this is what you want, so just chill out. Get dressed, and we will have a few drinks and then head upstairs. I need to check and make sure everything is ready for the surprise I have planned."

"Wait. What surprise?"

"I'm not telling you, then it wouldn't be a surprise. Now get dressed and here." I hand her another shot.

Twenty minutes later, Ash and I are dressed and upstairs waiting. Most everyone is here and already seated. Abby walks up and hands me the mic about the time I see Jess, who is being escorted by Blake, step up to the carpet, signaling it's go time. The music starts, Jess and Blake begin to walk, followed by Clarke, who is being escorted by Abby. Behind them is the bride-to-be, accompanied by Ash's mom Amelia. Callie's parents had passed a few years ago, so Amelia decided she would do the honors.

As Jess and Blake began their walk, I started to sing, "I'll be kind, if you'll be faithful/You be sweet and I'll be grateful/Cover me with kisses dear/Lighten up the atmosphere…." I pause because when I saw Clarke in her amazing dress, she took my breath away. I recovered quickly with a smile and wink. "Keep me warm inside our bed/I got dreams of you all through my head/Fortune teller said I'd be free/And that's the day you came to me/Came to me/Come to me my sweetest friend/Can you feel my heart again/I'll take you back where you belong/And this will be our favorite song/Come to me with secrets bare/I'll love you more so don't be scared/And when we're old and near the end/We'll go home and start again/I caught you burnin' photographs/Like that could save you from your past/History is like gravity/It holds you down away from me/You and me, we've both got sins/And I don't care about where you've been/Don't be sad and don't explain/This is where we start again/Start again/Come to me my sweetest friend/Can you feel my heart again/I'll take you back where you belong/And this will be our favorite song/Come to me with secrets bare/I'll love you more so don't be scared/And when we're old and near the end/We'll go home and start again/Start again/Today's the day I'll make you mine/So get me to the yacht on time/Take my hand in this empty room/You're my girl, and I'm your groom/Come to me my sweetest friend/This is where we start again,/Again/Come to me my sweetest friend/Can you feel my heart again/I'll take you back where you belong/And this will be our favorite song/Come to me with secrets bare/I'll love you more so don't be scared/When we're old and near the end/We'll go home and start again/Start again"

When I finish the song, I turn to Ash and hug her. Then, I whisper in her ear, "I love you, now go marry the woman of your dreams."

She smiles and takes Callie's hand as the paster starts to speak. It was a lovely ceremony, but it was torture having to stand across the aisle from Clarke and not be able to hold her hand. She was standing there smiling and looking all sorts of beautiful. I couldn't concentrate on anything but her. When the vows were finally over, the paster introduced the couple as Mrs. And Mrs. Commander Ashley Fletcher. Everyone cheered as they walked down the aisle. There is a buffet of desserts and a huge wedding cake along with prefilled champagne glasses ready for my toast out on the deck.

I grabbed the mic once again, "Everyone takes a glass so that we can toast the newly married couple."

I look over at Ash, "Remember that night at the oasis before we headed to DC?"

She smiles, "How could I ever forget that night!"

I look at everyone, "That night, I told Ash the story of Andromeda. We were sitting out in the middle of the desert at an oasis looking up at the stars, and I pointed out the star Alpheratz, the brightest star in the Andromeda constellation. Anyway, the story goes, Andromeda was the daughter of Cassiopeia and Cepheus of Greek mythology. Unfortunately, to appease Poseidon and keep him from destroying the city of Aethiopia. Andromeda was chained on the seaside as a sacrifice to the sea monster, Cetus. Just as the monster was about to attack, the son of Zeus, Perseus, saw the damsel in distress. He decided to save her and asked for her hand in marriage. I can relate to Andromeda. I felt chained up just waiting to be sacrificed to Ahmed's cause until I met you, Ash, and you will forever be my Perseus. Because you saved me! Ash, you saved me from the monsters and freed me. I can never repay you for what you have done for me, but what I can do is promise to always have your six and take care of your beautiful family while you are away serving this great country. Ash, without you, I wouldn't be standing here today toasting my best friend. Things may not have turned out the way we thought they would that night in the desert, but I couldn't be happier for you, your wife, and your family. I just want you to know that I will always be here for you as well as them. I will always have your six. I love you both, and I know that you will have a great life together. Now let's eat some cake!"

Everyone toasted and laughed. Clarke looked at me and said, "That is one story that I haven't heard before, and I feel like I'm missing out on some of it."

I smile and kiss her cheek, "That was a long time ago, but if you want to hear the whole story, I will tell it to you later."

The music started, and Bebe began singing. She sang a few of her songs, and then it was time for the first dance of the married couple. Bebe said, "For this next song, I'm going to need a little help. It is a song that really hits home with the people here today. Lexa, can you please come up and give me a hand?"

I look around, everyone is cheering for me, but I hadn't planned on this. I just wanted to enjoy dancing with my girlfriend tonight. Clarke kissed me on the cheek and whispered, "What are you waiting for?"

I just shook my head and walked onto the stage. I looked at Bebe and said, "What are we singing?"

"You know what, don't play dumb."

"Fine then. I just want to say one more time that two extraordinary people in my life gave me the same advice as this song. I am delighted to have both Abby and Amelia in my life to help keep me straight. Okay, bad choice of words since I am clearly not straight because I am totally in love with Abby's daughter Clarke." The crowd chuckles when I look at Clarke is crimson red. Then, the music starts to "Meant to be."

After the couple's first dance, everyone joins in and begins to dance to the music. Bebe sings a few songs then the DJ takes over so that she can join the party. It feels great to be able to celebrate and have fun after the stressful day today. I dance with Clarke, Cree, and even Bebe. I even cut in and dance with Callie. As the party starts to wind down and most people have left, the DJ slows the music down, and a Dan + Shay song begins to play.

I look around for my beautiful girlfriend because I want to dance a slow dance with her. Finally, I find her talking over by the bar with her mom and Amelia. I walk up and tap her on the shoulder. When she turns to look at me, I give a slight bow extending my hand, "May I have this dance, beautiful lady?"

She blushes, smiles takes my hand, and allows me to lead her onto the dance floor just as the words start to 10000 hours. I take her in my arms. Her body fits perfectly with mine, like we were made for each other. I take her right hand in mine and pull her close, wrapping my left arm so that my hand is on the small of her back. I tuck my head close, so my lips are almost touching her ear. Then I sing the words of the song.

"Do you love the rain, does it make you dance/When you're drunk with your friends at a party/What's your favorite song, does it make you smile/Do you think of me/When you close your eyes, tell me, what are you dreamin'/Everything, I wanna know it all/I'd spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more/Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that sweet heart of yours/And I might never get there, but I'm gonna try/If it's ten thousand hours or the rest of my life/I'm gonna love you/Do you miss the road that you grew up on/Did you get your middle name from your grandma/When you think about your forever now, do you think of me/When you close your eyes, tell me, what are you dreamin'/Everything, I wanna know it all/I'd spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more/Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that sweet heart of yours/And I might never get there, but I'm gonna try/If it's ten thousand hours or the rest of my life/I'm gonna love you/I'm gonna love you/Ooh, want the good and the bad and everything in between/Ooh, gotta cure my curiosity/Ooh, yeah/I'd spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more/Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that/Sweet heart of yours/And I might never get there, but I'm gonna try/If it's ten thousand hours or the rest of my life/I'm gonna love you/I'm gonna love you/And I'm gonna love you/I'm gonna love you."

When the song stops, I notice that everyone has stopped to watch us dance. I look into her eyes and say, "Clarke Griffin, I'm going to love you the rest of my life." Her eyes are glowing bright green in the moonlight, and I lean forward and brush a kiss over her deliciously full lips as every part of me ripples with pleasure. She buries her hands in my hair and pulls me closer. Her mouth was warm, her lips soft. My stomach did a flip as her lips part at the gentle teasing of my tongue. Rationality, caution, and time all ceased to exist as she deepens the kiss, our tongues playing a slow, arousing dance that I wanted to go on forever. We were lost in our own little world until we hear someone yell, "Why don't you two get a room?"

I pull away, feeling flushed and wet. When I look to see who broke my trance, I see Blake and O doubled over laughing. "Real funny, you two." I take Clarke's hand and head over to the bar, and they follow. The only people left are Ash, Callie, O, Bebe, Cree, Blake, Echo, Reed, Sloan, Jose, Raven, Abby, Amelia, Clarke, and me. I order a round of tequila shots and raise my glass and say, "To new beginnings!"

After taking the shots, Clarke and I hugged everyone, "So…everyone knows the drill by now. Pick a room and make yourselves at home. If you get hungry, call the kitchen or Petrona, and she will take care of you. We'll see everyone sometime tomorrow. Goodnight."

Ash says, "Morrigan is going to fly us over to the base at two tomorrow. I would really like for you and Clarke to come."

I look over at Clarke and raise my eyebrow, and she nods yes. "Okay then, we will see you at two."

Clarke

The wedding ceremony was impressive, and I will never get tired of hearing Lexa sing. She did a fantastic job with the Goo Goo Dolls Song Come to Me. I can't believe how handsome she looks in her dress uniform with her medals hanging from her chest. It's all I can do to control myself through the ceremony. Afterward, everyone was dancing, drinking, and having a great time. I was over at the bar talking to mom and Amelia when Lexa appeared and ask me to dance. There was a Dan + Shay song playing that I didn't really know but apparently, she did because she pulled me in close, singing it into my ear so only I could hear her. I kept replaying the conversation I had with mom earlier. Lexa makes me feel so good. Even now, just dancing, there is electricity crackling through my skin at her contact. Not to mention the fact that she is singing me a romantic song while staring into my eyes. I get lost in her steel-blue eyes, and my stomach flutters with butterflies. Then a sudden wave of arousal works its way through my body. When she finished the song, she says, "Clarke Griffin, I'm going to love you for the rest of my life!"

Then she leaned in to kiss me, and I felt the spark in every part of my body, especially in my underwear, and I felt the heat rise up in my chest. Suddenly, the moment is broken by Bellamy yelling for us to get a room. She pulls back and smiles. That smile! It did funny things to my body. I feel something that I can't define. Scary, amazing things. Things I want to hold onto forever.

"So, do you want to call it a night and uh…well, maybe get a room?" I say while looking at the ground.

"I would love nothing more! You are looking so damn sexy tonight…let's go say goodnight."

We walk back over to the bar where mom and everyone is standing. I lean in to give my mom a hug, and she whispers, "Stop overthinking everything. If it feels right, just let it happen. Your body will know what it wants. Don't think, just react!"

I can't believe what my mom is saying. She is pretty much telling me to have sex with my girlfriend. I never thought I would hear her tell me to have sex with anyone but… After we say our goodnights, we head down to our room. I can't believe I have started to call this our room, but it feels like home to me. I feel safe and wanted here with Lexa. She opens the door for me and allows me to walk in first. When I hear the door shut, I turn around, pushing her against the door. A moment passes as a bolt of electricity surged through my body. Lexa brought her hands to my hips and drew me in. Words weren't necessary at the point.

My breath caught, and I could see the fire blazing in Lexa's eyes, and it was all I needed to say fuck it and just go with it. So I crashed my lips to hers, both of us moaning at the connection. A dynamic meshing of lips and tongues that said everything unspoken. I love you, I want you, I need you, I can't stand to be without you.

As our tongues tangled, my hands came up to cradle her face then ran through her hair. I want to shout out everything I am feeling in this one perfect moment. I want her to know everything that she makes me feel. When we eventually pull apart, we're panting. She reaches down, lifting me up and my legs instinctively went around her waist. I lean down to reattach my lips to hers when I realize that she is holding me with a hurt shoulder and two bullet wounds in her back. I huff out, "Stop! Put me down!"

She has a surprising hurt look in her eyes that nearly breaks my heart, but she immediately puts me down and steps away. I instantly miss the warmth of her body and regret the harshness of my words, but I can't help but worry that she will hurt herself to make me happy, and I don't want her to be in pain.

She won't look me in the eyes but says, "I'm sorry. I let myself get carried away. I don't…."

I step to her and place my hand on her cheek, interrupting her thoughts. "Babe, it's not that. I want it as much as you do, maybe even more, but you're hurt. You shouldn't be lifting me with your shoulder and the stitches in your back. You need to take it easy."

She looks at me in disbelief, "Don't you worry about me. I promise I am fine. I just don't want to hurt you or make you uncomfortable. I know you have been through a lot lately, but I just can't help the way you make me feel. I'm happy to spend the rest of my life just kissing you. We don't have to do anything more. I just need you in my arms."

I look deep into those beautiful steel blue eyes and grip the sides of her face. "I'm glad to hear that you are willing to do that for me, but I want you. No, I need you and right now!"

Dipping my head down, I trail my open mouth along her neck, licking, kissing, nibbling. My hands slide up under her uniform jacket, and I slide it off her shoulders onto the ground. Next, I begin to unbutton her shirt while brushing my lips across her jawline. Again, she reaches down, lifting me into the air. As I pull my lips away from hers to protest, she says, "I'm fine, don't stop."

So, I continue by unbuttoning the first few buttons of her shirt as she carries me towards the bed. She sits my feet back on the floor, never breaking the kiss. When she pulls away, she looks at me with concern, "Are you sure?" I nod, and she reaches around and slowly unzips my dress. Then she starts to kiss my neck and nibble my ear as she slips her hands under the shoulders of my dress and starts to slide it off while kissing the skin as it is exposed until the dress falls in a heap around my ankles.

I stand there in my lacy black bra and underwear. She is just staring at me. Then she mumbles, "You are so beautiful." She lifts me up again and places me gently on the bed. She runs her hands up my sides, savoring every inch, before moving to cup my breasts through my bra. She starts by kissing my neck, down my shoulder to my collar bone. Then she takes one nipple in her mouth through the cloth of my bra. Lexa's hand runs down my stomach over my underwear, feeling the wetness between my legs. My body twitches under the pleasure of her touch. Finally, she reaches around and grabs my bra's clasp to undo it but looks me in the eyes first, asking permission. Instead of verbalizing my answer, I reach up and hold her behind the neck, bringing her in for a passionate kiss, and then reach down to undo her pants button.

As my bra fell away, I heard Lexa's breath hitch as she lowered her head. She rakes her teeth over my nipple. I couldn't help but let out a soft cry as she sucked and nipped one, then the other. I pull her back up to my lips and kiss her deeply, but again she pulls back as if compelled to do one final check to make sure she was reading my signs clearly.

I grab Lexa's face with both hands, smashing our mouths together with urgency. She didn't part her lips at first, but I deepen the kiss, and Lexa responds with an increased need. Her arms encircled mine, and we continued kissing. I find it amazing that she is letting me take control and set the pace. No one has ever let me act first, and it's a nice change to be in control for once. This kiss was quickly morphing into the kiss. The one against which to rank all others, even though we had already shared a few fantastic kisses, this one was different.

Lexa pulls away breathless and with her cheeks an adorable flushed pink color. "Albi, are you sure you are okay with this going farther?" She asks while leaning down to peer into my eyes.

I don't answer her, only thinking in my head, Come on, Clarke. Answer her. This is the moment I need to decide what I want and need. She is letting me decide, and I definitely want this to happen, but am I ready for it right now. I mean, with everything that has happened today, is this really the right time? Then I hear my mom's words echoing in my head, 'don't overthink it, let your body take control!'

"Hey, if you need to, we can slow this down. Go back to Plan A and continue to lay here and kiss."

I lay my head back on the pillow, and again I hear my mom's words in my head about not letting my fear win out. Besides, what was there really to be afraid of? I was in control; Lexa has made that perfectly clear on more than one occasion. So I finally respond by raising my head up and pulling her into a kiss.

For what seemed like hours, we kissed. Then, I quickly flip us so that Lexa is the one on her back as I straddle her. I notice a slight wince as her back hits the bed, and I stare into her beautiful eyes for a moment and ask, "Are you okay?"

She smiles and nods, "I would be better if you would come down here and kiss me."

Instead, I rip her shirt the rest of the way open, exposing her amazingly tight six-pack abs or more like an eight-pack. Her entire body is practically muscle, which is beyond hot. Our hands seek out the other's skin under what is left of our clothing. I fist Lexa's hair, causing her to emit a soft moan.

She pulls away. "I think we should slow down and savor our first time."

"I know it's our first time, and we should savor it, but I don't know if I can slow things down. The way you look at me and make me feel when you touch me…it does something to me that I can't put into words. I need this. I need you now." I say, smiling down at her.

"Good, because I'm not so sure I could put the brakes on either." Lexa placed her hand on my cheek. "Not with you looking at me like that."

I lean into her touch, "Like what?"

"Like you want to rip my clothes off and have your way with me."

I let out a small chuckle, "Uh…that's exactly what I want to do!"

She raises her eyebrows at me, "Are you sure you are ready…we can always…."

I answer her by leaning down and passionately kiss her. There is no going back now. Our bodies became intertwined once again. Kissing. Pawing. Groping. I broke the kiss, moved to nibble at her ear, and then started kissing down her jawline to her collar bone. I run my hands down her beautifully taught body, realizing she still had on her shirt and bra. "You have on too many clothes. Sit up!" I commanded.

She looks startled by my tone but then smiles and obeys my command sitting up. When she did, she took my breast in her mouth and slowly circled my pert nipple with her tongue. A moan escaped my mouth, and I rip her shirt and bra off, casting them onto the floor. I take a long lingering look at her dark tanned skin, perky breasts. My eyes roving over her perfect body.

She looks at me with darkened grey eyes, "Do you like what you see?"

"You're fucking gorgeous, babe. Now let me get you out of those pants."

I reach down and unzip her already unbuttoned pants grabbing the waistband with both hands as she arches her back off the bed, allowing me to pull both her pants and underwear down at once. My fingers traced up and down her side, then down her delicious stomach.

As I straddle her, looking down at her scarred body, taking in how amazing she is. She reaches up and starts to massage my breast, and I couldn't quite believe I was actually doing this willingly and enjoying it. I never wanted this with Finn, and I hated every minute of it, but he never made me feel the way Lexa does. I let out a soft moan. The next thing I know, I'm looking up into Lexa's beautiful eyes from my back as she straddles me.

Lexa

As much as I want to let her take control and have her way, I just can't help myself as she stares down at me with those dark green lustful eyes. I have never seen her eyes so dark and full of wanting, so when she lets out that wonderful moan, I flip her onto the bed, hoping she won't mind me taking control for a little while.

She looks up, surprised, and I ask, "Do you mind if I go first? I've been dreaming of this moment since the first time I laid my eyes on you."

A few seconds pass without an answer, and I start to stutter, "I-I'm sorry. Seeing you like…like this is driving me crazy. I just need to touch you, but if you are uncomfortable I…."

She interrupts my rambling, "Cielo, I trust you. It's just…I've never done anything like this before, so…."

"Cielo, Spanish for the sky?"

She smiles up at me, "If I am the moon, you are the sky that holds me."

I lean down and kiss her pulse point just below her ear and whisper, "I will always hold you up and pick you up when needed. I've got you. Just let me love you. If you want me to stop at any time, just say so."

Clarke nods, closing her eyes. I lick and nip my way to her left breast. I use my tongue to flick the nipple, and it starts to harden in my mouth. I apply pressure, softly at first and then more.

"Oh," she moans.

I continue to torture the nipple tantalizingly, and I could tell it was driving her mad with want because her hips arched upward. I glanced up at Clarke to find her staring at me with those mesmerizing now hunter-green eyes. I smile and ask, "Is this okay? Can I take off your panties?"

The only answer I receive is her arching her back, allowing me to pull off her underwear. Once they were discarded, I once again straddle her. I enable our juices to mix while I rock my hip into her. We began moving together. She was clasping onto my back as if needing to pull me as close as humanly possible.

I peer into her eyes, questioning, and she whispers, "Please."

I nod making it clear that I knew exactly what she craved, and I began my trek down, following a winding path that didn't seem to make sense, but I don't think it matters given the sounds escaping her lips. My skin was aflame while my mouth and tongue continued downward.

Farther and farther. Clarke's eagerness spurred an over-whelming yearning I had never experienced, not even with Ash. Juices pooled between my legs.

"Jesus!" Clarke shoved her head deeper into the pillow.

"Do you want me to stop?" I ask and rake my teeth on her pubic hairs, followed by me running my hand up the inside of her right leg.

"Uh, no! Um, that would be very disappointing." She snaps.

"Guess it's a good thing that I'm not planning on stopping anytime soon, well, unless you tell me too, that is." I run one finger along the slippery surface of her outer lips. All the way up, then back down. Repeating the action until my finger was good and wet. Then I suck my finger while maintaining eye contact with Clarke. "You taste amazing. I am going to savor every drop of you."

Her chest heaved up, and her tongue licked her lips in anticipation. Her eyes never leaving me as my head dipped closer to her wetness. Finally, my tongue made contact with Clarke's clit. Swiping it once before exploring all of her nether regions. Clarke had a sharp intake of breath and fisted the comforter. I was about to ask if everything was alright when she spread her legs further, granting me full access.

My tongue penetrated Clarke. Hesitant at first, but quickly becoming more emboldened and plunging in deeper. She tasted amazing!

She groaned, "Oh, fuck."

I stopped immediately, "Did I hurt you? Is it too much?" I couldn't help but think that this may hurt her…maybe she is still sore…

Her head pops up, and she said, "No, please don't stop!"

I smiled and moved my tongue back to her bundle of nerves. She writhed, and I ask, "Are you okay? Can I enter you with my finger?"

She nods yes, and I slowly slide a finger inside of her. Hoping that I wasn't hurting her. She threw her head back onto the pillow and closed her eyes with a moan.

"Does it hurt? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, please don't stop!"

I smile, "Tell me what you like, hard or soft?"

Her eyes snap open. "Huh, wh-what? I-I don't really know. Maybe a little harder."

I placed my tongue back on her clit and slowly inserted my finger in, and went a little deeper this time.

"Don't stop," Clarke panted. "Whatever you do, don't stop."

I circled her bud while my finger moves slowly in and out, a little deeper with each thrust.

"Oh my God!" she squirmed, trying not to buck around too much but seeming nearly impossible not to.

My tongue continued to circle, doing my best to stay in the right spot. Then I pulled away, "Do you want another finger?"

Clarke's eyes snapped open for a second, and she nodded frantically. "Okay, but tell me if it gets to be too much." I inserted a second finger, setting back to work with my tongue.

"You feel so good. So amazingly good, Lexa."

I go in deeper. Clarke lurched up, which unnerves me, and I remove my fingers and stop lapping her clit. "You okay?"

"Yes! You have no idea. Please, don't stop." Clarke steered my mouth back into place. "And inside. Need you inside."

I willingly complied, moaning as I reentered and going as far as I could. It didn't take long for her to say, "Oh God, this is…." But, unfortunately, she didn't have time to finish the sentence as the orgasm darted through her.

I plunge in one last time, curling my fingers upward, but I didn't still my tongue, causing the orgasm to spill into another. Then another. Clarke's entire body shook. And again. After the fourth full-body spasm, she fell back onto the bed.

I kept my fingers inside but rest my cheek on the inside of her thigh.

"That was…" she starts.

"Yes?" I probe. I support my head with my palm and can still feel her release on the lower half of my face.

"I've never…" she sucked in air.

"Never what? Surely you've had an orgasm."

"Actually, I really haven't. And well…that was like four in a row." She chuckles, still out of breath.

"Wait. What? You mean…you never have, but I thought…."

"I told you, I don't or well didn't like sex. Finn only wanted to please himself, and I just thought…well, I just thought that's what all sex was like. But now…"

"Oh, God! I'm so sorry, but I just couldn't stop. You taste amazing."

"No, don't apologize. It was amazing…fantastic…If I had known this was possible, we would have done this a long time ago." Clarke's breathing was still ragged. "Give me a minute before…."

I smile, "Before what? So you're ready for a fifth because I can do this all night!"

Clarke

I roll Lexa onto her back and straddle her, enjoying the feel of her bare hard stomach on my slick folds. "Nope, it's my turn!"

"Clarke, you don't have to. I'm fine with…."

"What? Do you not want me to?"

"I definitely do! But only if you want to. I don't want you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I'm good with just giving, if…."

I lean down and kiss her, tasting my own juices. I tug on the lobe before circling the ear with my tongue, whispering, "Oh, but I really want to!"

Lexa moans, "Step one to over-coming not liking sex, receiving," I whisper. "And FYI, it was amazing."

I capture Lexa's lips, deepening the kiss instantly. "Now, time to find out what you like. The ear is a definite yes. What about your nipple?"

"You're getting a little cocky," Lexa teased. "I like it."

I take her nipple into my mouth, soft at first. Then I flick it with my tongue and press my teeth gently into the nub. It roars to life in my mouth. "I'm counting this as a yes."

Her moan added to the confirmation. I sit up, straddling her midsection. "We've made a mess of this comforter, and I think it is only going to get worse. Petrona is definitely going to know what went on in here." I say as I start to ride Lexa, who matches every thrust with her own. Her eyes admiring my breasts. "Are you a boob girl?" I tease.

"I'm definitely enjoying the way they are moving right now." So I jiggle them a bit more, still riding her.

She attempted to fondle one, but I slap her hand away. "It's my turn to take charge."

"Just a touch, please," she begged.

"This seems like something I can take advantage of." I lean down and practically smothered Lexa's face with my tits. The pleasing sounds made it clear the action was much appreciated.

I kiss her sweetly at first, but it turned into an I love you kiss. I move down to her nipple and tease it until it hardens as one of my hands trail down her muscled stomach, enjoying the hardness.

"Your turn. Fingers, or no?"

"Yes, please."

I ease one in, amazed by how wet she is before I've really started. Well, before I have had a chance to properly reciprocate. But, amazingly, she is this turned on by pleasing me. My mouth continues to work her nipple, and my fingers explore her lips.

She lets out a growl, urging me on. I trek down her stomach, pausing on each of her scars for soft kisses or nips on her flesh. I could explore her brown skin for hours, never getting bored. Then, arriving at her patch of hair, I deeply inhale the musky scent. I have never smelt anything like it, and I think that I could just stay here breathing it in for the rest of eternity.

I insert a finger, watching it slip in and out of her. I whisper, mainly to myself, "You feel amazing." I close my eyes to focus solely on being inside. The warmth of her muscles tightening around my finger. I add another and dive in deeper.

She elevates her buttocks off the bed. "Another?" I ask.

"Yes!"

I add a third. Lexa welcomed it by shuddering more. I can't rip my eyes away from her face, wanting to see her as she edges closer and closer to bliss. She thrashes more frantically, and I could sense she was edging ever closer, and I increase the speed. I decide at this moment that I have to taste her no matter what, and I took her bud into my mouth. The taste was alluring, pungent, and unique. I can't help but think that I am going to crave this again and again.

She moaned louder and louder, propelling me to intensify my licking of her clit and plunging in deeper, her intake of air greeting my ears. I penetrate harder and harder. Finally, Lexa's breathing deepened, and she explodes into my mouth.

Her body shook once, turning into trembling, and she reached for my free hand. Our hands clasp while she bucks off the bed momentarily, then fell back onto the bed, her back arching. I went in farther and pull my fingers upward in hopes of finding the G-spot that everyone talks about. I'm met with a growl and a full-body spasm.

"Hold your fingers right there," she instructed. I watched as she came again. Hard, screaming Ya Amar, Clarke. Once her orgasm passed, I slowly slide my fingers out of her. She raises her head up off the bed to look at me. When she does, I'm licking what's left of her off my fingers. I can't get enough of her taste.

"That was…that was earth-shattering! Are you sure you've never done that before?" She asks as she pulls me up her body so that I am lying on top of her.

I smile and look into her now bright blue eyes, "I'm positive that was my first time, but I can promise that it won't be the last. I can't believe how great sex can be with the right person. All these years, I thought there was something wrong with me. That I was broken."

She grabs me by the back of the neck and says, "Hey, you aren't broken. No matter what anyone says, you are not broken. Do you understand me?"

She is looking at me with an intensity that startles me at first, but then it dawns on me what I just said and what Finn said earlier. I lean in and kiss her deeply, "I understand, completely. How are your back and shoulder?"

"I'm fine. I've never been happier than I am right this minute. I love you, Clarke Griffin, and I'm going to marry you one day."

I can't believe she said that. I mean, I shouldn't be surprised. She said it the other night to that reporter and then to Ash. I just thought it was because of the drugs she was on at the time. I think she took my silence as a bad thing because she says, "Uh, it's okay if you don't feel the same. I just wanted you to know what I was feeling right now." She turns her head away from me.

"Alexandria Sahar Trikru…I love you too, and I would love to marry you someday."

"What? Really? I mean, that's awesome, but I don't want you to think this is a proposal. I-I mean because when I propose, it will be epic, not after mind-blowing sex that is supposed to come after the proposal." I say with a smirk.

I lean in, kissing her deeply, and whisper, "It better be after what you did for Ash and Callie." Then, I roll off of her, "I'm going to get a shower. Care to join me?"

She jumps up and takes off toward the bathroom. I see that she has bled through her bandages and has blood running down her back. I yell, "Stop, right there, missy!" She stops immediately, turning around.

"What? What did I do?"

"You said you were fine, but you're not. You are bleeding. Go sit down while I look for some gauze."