Lexa woke up startled. Clarke was no longer with her face buried in her neck and it made her feel cold. But mostly, Lexa woke up startled due to the sound of the doorbell. The first thing she did when awake was search for Clarke with her hand. When she realized no one, besides her, was lying on the bed, her eyes opened wide and her heart reached her throat. Was it all just a dream?! God, these dreams are getting way too vivid… Fucking alcohol…

-Lexa! I'm pretty sure your sister is at the door! – Clarke? It wasn't a dream?! Lexa could feel this warm feeling spreading through her entire body, the moment she heard Clarke's voice.

-Clarke? – Lexa got out of her bed and walked fast to the front door, not wanting to run and look like a desperate person. Clarke was standing half naked, still just wearing her large T-shirt and underwear, looking through the peep hole's door. Lexa stayed in silence gawking her… girlfriend? Are we girlfriends now? Like, are we dating? They hadn't had the time to talk about that yet.

-Lexa, should I open the door? – Right, I should say something, instead of being just here staring.

-You said it was my sister, right? – What is Anya doing in Polis? Does father know she's here? She could've at least texted me to tell me she was coming.

-Lexaaa! Open the God damn door! If you don't open this door in the next 3 seconds I will open it myself! – Anya had never been a very patient person.

Lexa opened the door calmly with a smile on her face, as slowly as she could.

-You know I have neighbors, right? – Anya pushed the door wide open and walked through Lexa, completely infuriated.

-No shit, Sherlock. If you didn't want me screaming, you could've opened the door the first time I ringed the bell. – Lexa closed the door behind her sister.

-Are you going to tell me why you're here?

-Sure, and are you going to tell me what she's doing here? – Anya pointed at Clarke without looking at her. – And why she's practically naked?

-Nice to see you too, Anya. – Clarke looked at Lexa instead of Anya while talking and Lexa could feel both pairs of eyes looking at her.

-First of all, the last time I checked, this apartment is mine for this year, so I can bring here whomever I want. And second of all you still have to explain me what you're doing here. – Lexa saw Clarke disappear into the kitchen, probably returning to what she was doing there before Anya, abruptly, interrupted their time alone.

-What a nice way to welcome your beloved sister. I decided to come visit you and this is the way you treat me?

-You should've warned me you were coming.

-Then it wouldn't be a surprise.

-Does father know you're here?

-Kind of…

-What is that supposed to mean?

-I told him I was staying at a friend's house. You're my friend, right? – Anya made her famous mischievous grin and started walking towards her room, Lexa followed.

-I should probably call mom and-

-No need. Mom knows I'm here. I wouldn't lie to her. – Anya was unpacking her bag, while Lexa sat at the end of the bed. She could hear Clarke around the kitchen, probably trying to cook something. – So, now that we got my reason for being here, out of the way, are you going to tell me why she's here?

-Not really, because I don't have to. – Lexa got up and started walking out of Anya's room.

-Are you serious?!

-Actually, my name is Lexa Woods, but if you want to call me Sirius, I think I can live with that, I always liked that character. – Anya had to hold herself not to jump at Lexa, she could feel it, which just made her happier.

-I'm going to kill you, you know that?! – Anya went on unpacking her bag, now throwing her clothes inside the closet and closing the doors with excessive force.

Lexa was already out of her sister's room, deciding to finally join Clarke, when Anya grabbed her by the arm.

-Lexa! Talk to me! What's going on between you two? Are you sleeping together? Are you dating? Oh my God, are you together, like for real, like girlfriends? – All good questions indeed, to which ones I have no answer.

-Right now, I'm just hungry. So, I don't know about you, but I think I'm going to have breakfast. Do you want to join us, or do you have something else to do? – Anya eventually let go of Lexa's arm and opted to follow her instead. Just before reaching the kitchen, Lexa turned back again to face her sister. – If you disrespect her again, I'll put you out of my house. Do you understand me? – Lexa said that with her commander's voice, like Clarke liked to call it, a low and neutral voice, to make sure only Anya heard it.

-Sure. No need to go all commander on me, sis. – Anya walked past Lexa with her hands up, in sign of surrender, and entered the kitchen area. – So, Clarke, what are you cooking? It smells like something is burning in here. – Anya was right, it smelled like smoke.

-Noo! The pie! – The pie? She made pie? Clarke ran to the oven, opening it, only to take all the smoke directly in her face. She sat down in front of the open oven, the smoke starting to spread to the living room.

-Anya, go open the windows. – Anya did as Lexa said, without bickering. Lexa went to take the burnt pie out of the oven. She throwed the pie in the trash and closed the oven, then she sat behind Clarke, one leg on each side and her arms around Clarke's shoulders, holding her close to her, as tight as possible.

-Are you "Koala hugging" me? – Lexa felt delighted to hear that Clarke recognized the hug.

-I am, indeed. – Lexa gave Clarke a kiss to the back of her head. – So, can you tell me what are you cooking? Maybe I can help. – Clarke turned around to face Lexa.

-I'm cooking breakfast. – Clarke said that as it was the most obvious thing ever.

-Pie for breakfast?

-It was an apple pie, with little to no sugar, but I completely forgot I had put it in the oven. And because I was so entangled doing the rest, I didn't hear the timer. – Clarke was now pouting and Lexa just had to hold her tighter and, before she could control herself, her lips were already resting against Clarke's lovely pout. The kiss was tender and quick, but it was enough to destroy the pouting that was once on Clarke's lips. – I liked that. – The most beautiful smile Lexa had ever seen, grew bigger on Clarke's face. The pie was forgotten, as well as the fact that Anya was also in the room. Clarke turned fully to Lexa and wrapped her arms around Lexa's neck. They stared into each other's eyes intensely, their noses touching before their lips could.

-Uhh… You do know that I'm still here, right? – Lexa took a deep breath to calm herself down, because all she wanted to do was scream for a little bit of privacy, for a moment alone with Clarke. While her eyes were still closed, Clarke gave Lexa a peck on the nose before getting up.

-So, no pie for breakfast, but we still have eggs and bacon. I didn't even attempt on making pancakes, because nothing I make would ever compare to yours. – Clarke hugged Lexa, once she got up, kissing her on the cheek. – Would you make some? Please? If I recall, you still owe me pancakes from a bet you lost. – Lexa smiled at the memory of the bet Clarke was referring to.

-You recall right. How many pancakes do you want?

-Make at least 4 for me. – Anya was still feeling ignored. They both looked at Anya at the same time, not letting go of each other. – What? You asked. Also, do you have anything to drink, I'm feeling like orange juice today.

-I think there's some on the fridge. – Lexa went back to paying attention to Clarke, while Anya went to get the orange juice. – I'm sorry she's here. I could kick her out if you want to?

-That sounds really enticing, but I wouldn't want for you to kick your own sister to the street because of me.

-You two know that I can hear you, right? – They both laughed. Lexa gave Clarke one last kiss, a promise of something more to come, before starting with the pancakes.

-You still have to tell me why you decided to surprise me after just one week. Did you miss me that much, that you couldn't last a week without seeing me? – Anya looked at Lexa with a neutral expression on her face and faked laughed.

-So funny my sister… - Anya went on helping Clarke setting the table for them. – If you really must know, father is the reason.

-Father? – Lexa was not surprised at all.

-Yes, father. Since you been gone, it's like now, I'm supposed to replace you. He's treating me like I am you. He's a pain in the ass. How did you do it for all these years? All that responsibility, it sucks. And Aden is all sad all the time, because he thinks you'll forget about him. Did he used to get into your bed in the middle of the night? – At that, Lexa's heart actually clenched in her chest.

-I had no idea he was feeling like that. I should skype him this afternoon. – Clarke was silent, going on with the shores for breakfast, letting the two sisters talk about their stuff. – And, about father, you really just have to take it for a year. Yes, I know it sucks having him always controlling your every move, but just try and find something where you can release all that, find something that it's only yours, something he can't take away from you. Why do you think I started running and working out so much?

-Wait a second, your father is the reason you look like that? God, I should send him a letter, thanking him. – Clarke was laying the eggs and bacon on the table, when she interrupted the conversation. The room went silent for a second, before the Woods' sisters burst out laughing.

-She has a point, sis. Maybe I should start doing the same. I'll let you know if it works for me. – Anya sat down at the kitchen island, joining Clarke, who was already sitting as well, both waiting for the pancakes.

-I was being serious, though. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? – Lexa turned her face back, away from the stove and smirked at Clarke. – Don't you smirk at me! You know damn well that you are an attractive person. You have defined abs, for Christ sake! Who has that?!

-I can stop working out, if you don't want them that defin-

-Don't you dare! – Lexa laughed again and Clarke got up, only to go wrap herself around Lexa's midsection, both hands pulling Lexa's shirt up, so that Clarke could feel Lexa's tight abs. – These are the only reason I'm giving us a chance. – Lexa couldn't quite believe Clarke had just said that out loud. It's definitive. We really are dating. At least we're trying. She's trying. Clarke also realized what she had just said, but because Anya was present, they spoke with a look, once again, a promise of something more, for later. They both knew they still had to talk, now while both sober and in a calm environment.

-Sis, are those pancakes taking much longer? I'm starving, here. – At Anya's voice, Clarke let go of Lexa once again, going to sit back at her chair.

-Already making the last one.

They had already finished breakfast and were now sitting on the couch, in the living room, playing Mario kart, because Anya had challenged Clarke for a race, saying that no one could be better than her at Mario kart.

-One thing I'm proud of, is being the champion of Mario kart so, there's no way you'll take that away from me. – When it was about video games, Anya was a very competitive person. Although if Lexa would be serious about it, the competitiveness ran in the family. They always had to be the best.

-You do know that this might be the first time I'm playing this, right? There's like zero to no chances I'll win. – Clarke had no idea what she had got herself into and Lexa was loving the interaction between her sister and her girlfriend? Can I call her that? I really like the sound of that… we really need to have that conversation. Lexa's line of thoughts was interrupted when Anya started screaming her victory "anthem". The race was already over and Anya had reassured her place on the top.

In the middle of so much singing and screaming, Lexa almost didn't hear the doorbell ringing, for the second time, that morning. Lexa and Clarke looked at each other questioning who could it be, but they had no idea, so Lexa went to the door.

-Who is it? – Clarke had followed her.

-It's Raven and Octavia. What are they doing here? – Lexa could now see their friends on the intercom. Clarke was as confuse as Lexa. Lexa opened the downstairs door and they entered the building. Lexa opened the apartment door, expecting their friends to come in the elevator, but soon she started to hear rushed steps and heavy breathing from the stairwells. Octavia was the first to reach the end of the stairs, not even stopping to catch her breath.

-Clarke?! Lexa?! Oh my God, you're here. Thanks to God you're ok. – Octavia seemed relieved for seeing them both standing in front of her. – Raven, they're fine!

-Are you kidding me!? Did I just walk all these steps for nothing? Don't those two know about phones? – Was only when they heard Raven talking about it, that they remembered that their phones were off, and that the night before they had disappeared without saying anything.

-Oh my God! I'm so sorry guys… I completely forgot about my phone. I was going to call you later. I'm so sorry. – Clarke rushed to apologizing.

-It's ok. I'm just glad my idiot drunk brother didn't do anything worse to you. – Octavia entered, passing through them and Clarke went with her, while Lexa stayed, waiting for Raven to reach her floor. – What exactly happened last night? I've heard so many different stories that I no longer know which one to believe. And of course, Bellamy was too drunk to remember what he did.

Lexa looked over to the stairs, seeing a red-faced Raven, finally reaching her floor.

-I hate you guys so much right now, that you can't even imagine. You better have food and fresh water for me, or I'm leaving right now. – Lexa smiled at Raven and helped her get inside, closing the door behind her. Anya was no longer singing or screaming, now seated at the couch observing all that was happening around her. Raven sat at the kitchen's island and finally saw the new person that was at her friend's house. – Whoa there, who's the new girl and why wasn't I introduced yet?

-I was about to ask the exact same question? – It looked like Anya and Raven had finally met someone at their level. Lexa finally understood why Raven was someone she felt so comfortable around, they are so identical… how did I miss that? – Hi, I'm Anya, Lexa's younger sister. – Anya introduced herself, not waiting for Lexa to do it for her, while Lexa set the table once again, so Raven could eat something.

-Nice to meet you, Lexa's younger sister. I'm Raven.

-I like what you did with the crutches. – Raven had a few pairs of crutches, due to her leg, all limited edition, personalized by herself.

-Thanks. These are my personal favorite, they pretty much go with all my clothes. – Raven noticed the Tv behind Anya, paused on the Mario kart. – Were you playing without me?! How dare you? – Food and water were soon forgotten and Raven jumped out of the chair, almost running to the couch. – Come on! Who wants to challenge the champion?

-Champion you say… Please… The only champion here, is me. – Anya joined Raven in the couch, restarting the game, finally having a deserving opponent.

-Now that the children are occupied, can we please talk about what happened last night? – Octavia sat with Clarke at the kitchen's island, and Lexa joined them, but sat at the other side, staying in front of them.

-Right… Last night… - Clarke took a glance at Lexa, as to find the courage to relive the night before. Lexa reassured that she was there for her, no words needed, just a look. This morning they had already talked with looks more than with actual words. – Bellamy and I… well we were having a good time, you know? We were talking and dancing, but then out of the blue he tried to kiss me and I pushed him away, maybe with too much force, bu-

-I'm 100% sure you could've used more force. – That interruption from Octavia helped Clarke relax a little, feeling that her friend was on her side.

-So, I left him in the hallway and went to the bathroom, to freshen up… - Clarke glanced at Lexa once again, both knowing that, freshening up was not all that Clarke had done in the bathroom. – And when I came back, I ran into Lexa and we decided it was getting late and that we should leave. When we were about to reach the stairs, he grabbed me by the arm, all of the sudden. He was completely drunk and rude, and started insulting me. Lexa tried to put herself between me and him, but he wouldn't stop. So, I just kind of punched him. – Clarke stayed silent, looking at her friend, trying to read Octavia's expressions, Lexa was doing the same. Anya and Raven had paused the game, both paying attention to the story as well.

-You punched him? – Octavia seemed shocked and slightly delighted with the end of the story.

-Well… yeah… I'm not that strong, so he's probably ok.

-Oh, he's perfectly fine. The only thing he had this morning was a hungover. I can't believe you really punched him. – Octavia had a smile on her face. She was proud of Clarke. – Look, I know he's my brother, but he's a moron sometimes, so you have my blessing to punch him anytime he deserves it.

-Go Clarke! I had no idea you had it in you. – Raven had joined them around the kitchen's island. – Ooohh pancakes. – She took 2 pancakes with her and went to sit back at the couch.

-Looks like Lexa is teaching you a few things. – Even Anya was proud of Clarke.

-Just, next time, please say something before you disappear. Or at least leave your phones on. We tried to call you thousands of times and texted you a lot too, but nothing. So, finally, Raven thought that you might be here.

-I was sure I had seen you two together at the party – Raven spoke with her mouth full and her attention set on the race she was having with Anya. – But then again, I was totally drunk last night. It was a dope party, don't you think?

-It was indeed. I had this girl hitting on me… - Anya even paused the game after hearing those words leaving Lexa's lips.

-You what?! Was she pretty? – Anya had a shocked look in her face. Her sister knew about Lexa's sexuality, of course, but she still thought weird that anyone would show any interest in her sister.

-Who? – Raven was suddenly very interested again.

-I don't quite remember her name to be honest, but she knew you, guys.

-It was Naila, that girl from the room in front of ours. – Lexa was now the one surprised. She had no idea that Clarke knew the girl. It made her feel worse about her actions with Naila, the night before. I can't believe I was actually considering kissing that girl…

-I know her, yeah… She's good looking, kind of. But I didn't think she was your type, Lexa. – Lexa was not shocked by the fact that Raven knew who the girl was. Raven knew everyone, she usually said that, to succeed in life she needed her connections.

-She isn't. – Lexa took a quick glance at Clarke, quick enough to only be noticed by Clarke herself. – The truth is, while drunk, I don't quite have a type, if you know what I mean?

-Yeah… - The four girls sighed in unison, agreeing with Lexa, it was a funny reaction to see, and they all laughed at it.

Clarke was feeling at ease. Spending the afternoon with her friends, just talking and playing video games, was the perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon. Not having to get dressed or leave the comfort of the house was something Clarke liked to do, especially during the weekends, after a long and emotional week. Also, the fact that she had spent the entire day with Lexa, helped to her feeling at ease. She had woken up feeling comfortable in Lexa's arms, surrounded by that smell that she had come to love even more. The smell of vanilla was now something that made her think of home, of Lexa. The negative part of the night before had been buried in the depths of her mind. She had woken up with the need to do something to thank Lexa, thence the pie she had tried to make.

Clarke had thought she was going to spend the day alone with Lexa, finally having the time to just be together, without her doubts always creeping in, but her plans had been destroyed once the doorbell had rung and Anya showed up at the apartment. Then later, Octavia and Raven had decided to join them as well. Clarke wasn't complaining at all, she was loving the afternoon spent with all the girls, just chilling, but she was aching for Lexa, she wanted the intimacy they had been depriving themselves of, for so long.

Because it was something so recent, they had decided not to share it with their friends, not yet. Not that they had talked about it either, but they had shared a silent look, agreeing that they weren't ready to "make it public", something she would have to thank Lexa later, her understanding and patience. So, because it was still, kind of a secret, they had spent the entire afternoon sharing little touches and staring at each other from a distance, both longing for the time they would be alone. Clarke couldn't believe in herself, the way she was feeling, the way she was missing Lexa's lips, Lexa's hands, just Lexa. Now that she had accepted to herself that she would try it, it was like her entire body had finally woken up. She was finally letting herself feel it, feel everything. She was now finding that, it was all way more intense then she had been letting herself believe. The way she felt about Lexa was never a friendship, and she had no idea how she had ever doubt it. Or, maybe it was all so intense because it was something new, something she was still finding out.

-Clarke? Earth to Clarke. – Raven gave Clarke a little nudge at the side, bringing her back to real life, pulling her out of her own mind. – It's your turn. – They were now playing a different game, one that Clarke was still trying to learn how to play.

-Sorry, I was distracted. Who am I playing against? – Clarke looked around the room, her eyes setting on a famous smirk.

-Me. – Lexa was holding the other control, smirking with confidence spread all over her face. – And you're going to lose.

-We'll see. – Clarke knew she was going to lose, again. Video games were definitely not her thing. Her strategy until then had been pressing all the buttons and expecting for the best.

Around 7pm, they decided to move to the kitchen and cook something for dinner. Octavia wanted to go back to the residence, but Raven was reluctant to leave, being way too interested in spending time with Anya. Clarke helped Raven and Anya set the table in the living room. They had decided against eating at the kitchen island once again. Lexa and Octavia joined forces in the kitchen and started cooking.

-I still don't understand why you won't let me help you guys in the kitchen… - Raven had been prohibited of helping with the cooking.

-Because I know you too well, and around the kitchen you only have two possibly endings, or you end up burning stuff and hurting yourself, or you start eating before you even finish anything. – Octavia and Raven knew each other too well and Clarke usually trusted Octavia about Raven.

-Lexa doesn't let me touch the knifes either… - Once again Anya and Raven found something they shared. – Clarke laughed in silent at those two, who once again grabbed the controls and went to play video games while the other two cooked.

Clarke sat at the kitchen island, watching Octavia at the stove and Lexa at the balcony cutting all the vegetables. All she wanted to do was go to Lexa and wrap her arms around her, and kiss that beautiful neck. Seeing Lexa in a T-shirt and really short shorts, handling a knife as if it was something she had been doing since forever, was making Clarke feel even more attracted towards Lexa. Those hands with long fingers, working that knife… Clarke had to go drink a glass of cool water, to try and cool herself down. Since that wasn't enough, Clarke decided to go to the bathroom and wash her face. She was about to close the door, when a foot stopped it from shutting.

-Hi… - Lexa entered the bathroom and closed the door behind her. – Are you ok? I saw you leaving and you had a weird expre-

Clarke didn't let Lexa finish what she was saying, jumping at her, wrapping her arms around Lexa's neck and clashing their lips together. The kiss was intense but short. Clarke wanted more, so much more, but someone could come knocking at the door at any moment and, although the feeling of being caught just made it all more exciting, Clarke wasn't ready to share their new relationship.

-I just had to kiss you. What were you saying?

-Nothing important. – Lexa held Clarke closer and reached for her lips again, this time slowly, teasing her, lips grazing her nose, passing through her mouth without stopping, going lower, closer to Clarke's jawline. Lexa left a kiss there, then another one a little lower, another one a little lower, going for Clarke's neck and her collarbone.

-Lex… - Clarke was having trouble speaking fluently. The neck had always been a weak spot for her and Lexa knew exactly how to use that to her advantage.

-Yes, Clarke? – Lexa breathed the words against Clarke's neck.

-God, I hate you so much right now… - Clarke regained her strength and pushed herself away from Lexa. – We're not alone. Believe me, I want this more than anything. I've been wanting to kiss that smirk of yours the entire afternoon.

-Is that so?... – Lexa showed her famous smirk and started moving closer to Clarke once again, but Clarke stopped her before it was too late.

-No. – Clarke took a deep breath and maintained her position. – Do not make this harder for me, Lexa Woods.

-Fine. – Lexa stepped away, reluctantly. – I'll give you a few moments for you to recompose yourself. – And with that, Lexa kissed Clarke on the cheek and left the bathroom.

Clarke looked at herself in the mirror seeing her flushed cheeks. She washed her face and sprinkled a little bit of water on her neck, to help her cool down. There was nothing she could do about the wetness in her panties, though. The moment she left that bathroom, Clarke spent the rest of the night counting the minutes until her friends would leave. She felt terrible for wanting them gone, but the heat between her legs was stronger now, making it impossible for her to ignore it. Damn you, Lexa!

-Dinner is ready! – Octavia and Lexa brought the food to the table. Only the two cooking knew what was for dinner. Octavia had refused to answer what it was.

The moment Raven and Anya heard that food was ready, the game was paused instantly. Food was probably one of the few things that would get them to stop playing. Whatever it was, it smelled amazing.

They all sat around the table. The dinner was sautéed vegetables and grilled chicken steaks, something healthy, seeing the ones that had cooked were probably the most fit people in the house. It was all very delicious and soon the dinner was over. Raven and Anya decided to join and clean the kitchen, something that made Lexa very shocked.

-Wow… Anya, you're helping clean? – Anya threw a kitchen towel at Lexa's head, after hearing the comment, that was caught midair. – Raven, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think you might be a good influence on my sister.

-Hey! What is that supposed to mean? Of course, I'm a good influence. – Octavia laughed the loudest from the three of them. – I see you there, O… - Raven turned her back to them and went in the kitchen area. – Come on, Anya, let's show them how good we clean.

After all cleaned, they stayed for just a little more, talking about the week that was to come, but soon Octavia started saying they should leave, because she had to wake up early the next day. If it was for Raven, they would stay there all night, seeing she only had classes after lunch.

They took Octavia and Raven to the door. Clarke was going to stay the night again, not the wisest decision, but she still had a lot to talk about with Lexa. Yes, talking… that's definitely what I'm planning on doing… Anya exchanged numbers with Raven and had already planned on meeting her the next day for lunch. Once the door closed, both Lexa and Clarke sighed a little bit of relief, finally coming closer again.

-You two are so gay, it's incredible… So, you're not telling them, why exactly? They seemed great people. – Clarke was not expecting an interrogation, at that moment.

-Not now, Anya… I'm too tired. I'm happy that you're here, and that you're ok with us, but for now, we're deciding not to go public, so if you could not tell anything... – Lexa was also not in the mood for answering questions.

-Ok, ok… Don't worry sis, I can keep a secret. – Anya dropped the issue there, and Clarke felt relief once again. All she could think about was Lexa. – I'm not tired yet, so I think I'm going to stay on the couch for a while.

-We have classes tomorrow so, we're going to bed.

-I like that you used classes as an excuse. – Anya winked at Lexa and disappeared into the living room.

-God, I hate and love her so much. – Lexa put one arm around Clarke's waist and they went to her room. Clarke closed the door behind them and turned her full attention to Lexa, who had sat at the end of the bed. Lexa was gawking Clarke with hungrily eyes. The way Lexa looked at her made her feel beautiful and sexy, something she wasn't used to feel. Clarke had never been someone super confident about her body, but when Lexa looked at her with those searching green eyes, it made her question the way she looked at herself. – So, should we talk?

-We should, but I'm not sure I want to talk right now… - Clarke walked closer to Lexa, swinging her hips as seductively as she could. She stopped in front of Lexa and looked down at those forest green eyes. Lexa grabbed her ass and pushed her closer, looking up straight into the deep blue of Clarke's eyes.

-Good, me neither. – Clarke sat on Lexa's legs, straddling her, and wrapped her arms around Lexa's neck. They took a moment to just look at each other. Clarke could see Lexa's green eyes just getting darker and hungrier. While Lexa's hands were still on Clarke's ass, Clarke's hands were playing with Lexa's little nape's hairs. – You know we don't have to do anything you don't feel comfortable about, right? – Lexa could sense Clarke hesitating. She was just now coming to the realization that she had never kissed Lexa sober, and that was scaring her, a lot. What if I suck at this? I mean, this is my first time. – Clarke? – Lexa's eyes were returning to the lighter green that Clarke knew so well.

-I'm just… - How can I put this in words? – I was just realizing that this will be my first time. Not just my first time, like with all the sex stuff, but my first time doing anything with you, while sober. What if I suck at this? I mean, this won't be your first time, you're experienced. I'll definitely suck. – Lexa stayed looking at Clarke, no judgement in her face, just love and understanding. God, she's so perfect.

-Clarke. – Lexa took her hands out of Clarke's ass and came to hold her face, to make Clarke look her in the eyes. – You will most definitely not suck. I will guide you through everything, I'll help you and I'll be slow. You just have to relax and don't overthink it, just go with the feeling. Also, I'm not that experienced. – Lexa smiled at that. – I've just been with another girl, besides you. – Clarke smiled back at Lexa.

-Why do you have to be so damn perfect? – Clarke's favorite smirk made its appearance in Lexa's lips and Clarke just had to kiss it. She could feel the smirk disappearing against her lips, once Lexa started kissing her back. The kiss started slow and caring, both just getting used to each other's lips, now both sober and calm. Lexa's hands started to make their way down again, stopping at Clarke's waist, pulling her closer. The heat in Clarke's core started burning again, which helped her with what to do, since her body started moving on its own to find a way to deal with it. Clarke started dry humping Lexa's leg, trying to get the friction she needed. Lexa smirked once again against Clarke's lips, when she felt Clarke moving. At that, Clarke bit Lexa's lower lip, pulling it slightly, licking it afterwards. She then stared at Lexa's dark eyes. – That's what you get for smirking. – Lexa came up to kiss Clarke again, but Clarke moved back, teasing her.

Clarke was now the one smiling, but not for long. Lexa grabbed her by the ass and turned them around, in one smooth motion, getting on top of Clarke. She pinned Clarke's hands above her head and kissed Clarke with passion as an answer to Clarke's teasing. Clarke moaned against the kiss. Lexa held Clarke's hands above her head with one hand and with the other she started roaming down, slowly, drawing an invisible path, from Clarke's neck to Clarke's hip bone. Their eyes stayed connected, so Lexa could see any signs of hesitation from Clarke. But all she saw was desire. Once her other hand left Clarke's hands to join the other, Lexa pulled Clarke's shirt up, ceasing the kiss to pull it over Clarke's head. The T-shirt was thrown somewhere to the floor. Lexa took a moment to appreciate Clarke's almost naked body under her, which made Clarke blush. Once again, Lexa stared Clarke in the eyes, as if asking for permission to continue. All Clarke could read in Lexa's face was hunger, passion and love. That's when she knew, there would never be someone else she could do this with. Lexa was the right person to be with, for the first time.

Lexa's lips crashed against Clarke's neck this time and her hands started to wonder up her upper body, coming to rest under Clarke's boobs. Lexa always the caring person, took her time with every new touch. She ran a thumb over Clarke's right nipple, making a shiver travel through Clarke's body. She started to make small circles around it with her finger, while her lips made her magic on Clarke's neck.

-Lexa… - The name came out of Clarke's mouth as a whimper, the heat in her core was getting unbearable. At that, Lexa started her path of kisses down to Clarke's collarbone, sucking on it to leave a little mark, only to resume her way down. For a moment, Clarke stopped feeling Lexa's lips on her skin, only to feel them again, this time around her left nipple. At the touch, a moan left her lips and her back arched forward meeting Lexa's mouth.

Lexa flicked her tongue against Clarke's now hard nipple, while she made lightly little pinches with her other hand on Clarke's other nipple. She then changed, giving attention to both nipples equally.

-Lexa, please… - Clarke's hips had started move upwards against Lexa's lower abs, trying to find the friction she so desperately needed. Lexa took her moves as an incentive to resume her path, going lower with each kiss, almost where Clarke wanted her and needed her. She kissed Clarke's lower belly and with her hands pulled Clarke's panties down her legs. The cool breeze on her pussy felt good, but then a voice in Clarke's head decided to reminder her that she was completely naked under Lexa's gaze. Panties off, Lexa looked at Clarke, entirely.

-Beautiful. So beautiful. – Lexa's husky voice and hungry look shut the voice in Clarke's mind. The view of Lexa between her legs was something out of that world, she just wanted to be devoured by those lips and that skilled tongue. She did just as Lexa had told her, and relaxed, letting Lexa continue. She trusted her.

Lexa started placing kisses up Clarke's inner thighs, getting closer each time. Her hips started to move each time Lexa kissed closer to her core and Lexa came to rest her hands on her hips, pinning her to the bed. When Lexa reached her destination she stopped, so close, breathing on her, making Clarke squirm under her hands.

-Lex… Please… - Lexa didn't leave her waiting any longer, sliding her tongue flat up Clarke's slick folds, once, flicking lightly at Clarke's clit at the end. – F-Fuck. – The feeling of Lexa's tongue against her clit was amazing, and she wanted more, so much more. Clarke looked down, to find Lexa looking up, Lexa's eyes had never been so dark. She sucked on Clarke's clit, never cutting their eye contact, which just made it all more intense.

Lexa started flicking her tongue against Clarke's clit, slowly at first, but increasing the pace once Clarke's moans started to get louder. Lexa pushed one finger inside Clarke attentively not wanting to hurt Clarke. She got it deep inside Clarke and twisted it, hitting Clarke's soft spot and earning a train of curses that left Clarke's lips. She kept the same motion with her finger for a while before adding a second one. Clarke was tight, making it harder for the second finger to go in, but once it did, and Lexa hit Clarke's soft spot once again, Clarke's back arched out of the bed. Once she found what got Clarke all worked up, Lexa kept her movements, increasing the pace, both from her tongue as from her fingers.

-Lexa! Fuck… God, right there! – Clarke screamed between clenched teeth, trying not to be too loud, so Anya wouldn't hear them. Once the pace of Lexa's flickering tongue increased, Clarke's hands grabbed Lexa's hair, getting her closer to her core, as much as it was physically possible. Her hips started meeting Lexa's fingers with each thrust. – I'm… I'm cuming! Fuck! Lexa! – Lexa twisted her fingers inside Clarke one last time. Clarke closed her legs around Lexa's head for a second before Lexa sent her down a spiraling orgasm. Clarke felt the waves hitting her, one after another, her body jerking time after time. Lexa didn't take her fingers out of Clarke, letting her ride her orgasm. Once Clarke's back met the mattress again and her breathing started to calm down, Lexa finally pulled her fingers out of Clarke, bringing them to her mouth and sucking them clean, while staring deep into the blue from Clarke's eyes. What a marvelous image.

-So good… - Lexa smirked at Clarke, that beautiful smirk of hers and Clarke grabbed her face and pulled her up, so she could kiss those plump lips. The kiss tasted different, it tasted like herself. Clarke felt her legs like gelatin, not being able to move them properly.

-Wow… - Clarke talked into the kiss, still trying to catch her breath. Lexa was over her, propped on her toned arms, which made her biceps pop, smiling down at Clarke. – I want… - Clarke could feel herself blushing. Really? After what she just did, I'm still embarrassed? Get it together Clarke! – I want to make you feel like that. I want to know what you taste like… - Lexa's eyes widened and she kissed Clarke, smiling into the kiss.

Clarke pulled herself up and sat with her back against the head's bed. Lexa followed her crashing their lips together again.

-I would really like that… - Lexa looked at Clarke and smiled. Clarke slid her thumb over Lexa's sharp cheekbones. God how beautiful she is… Clarke bit her lower lip, trying to get the courage to actually go forward with it. She wanted to retribute, she wanted to make Lexa whimper and squirm under her touch, just as she had done a few seconds before.

-I just noticed, that you're still dressed. How did that happen? – Clarke tugged at Lexa's T-shirt, hiding her hands under it, so she could feel Lexa's tight abs.

-I was too busy, and you were too focused on more important things. – Lexa gave a light a kiss to Clarke's nose. – But I can take it off, if you want to.

-No. I want to do it myself. – Clarke still felt slightly embarrassed every time she tried to be seductive, fear of sounding or looking ridiculous. But Lexa never laughed at her, she just looked at her lovingly with her beautiful green eyes getting darker, if that was even possible.

Clarke reached Lexa's lips and sucked on her bottom lip, pulling it slightly, earning a moan that escaped Lexa's mouth. Clarke started turning them around, her hands on Lexa's shoulders, pushing her down against the bed. She sat on top of Lexa's midsection, straddling her one more time.

-First things first. – Clarke tugged at Lexa's T-shirt, pulling her out so she could reveal Lexa's perfect toned abs. God… How come I took so long saying yes? Clarke slid her hands down Lexa's abs and Lexa smiled. Clarke could swear she felt Lexa tighten her abs, so they would pop out even more. She then ducked down, coming to kiss Lexa's lips. Her head was running crazy with thoughts of what to do, to the goddess under her. The kiss grew more passionate and her hands started roaming Lexa's body, attentively reaching Lexa's boobs. At every new touch, Clarke would search any kind of response from Lexa, to see if she was doing something wrong. She tried to remember what Lexa had done to her and she tried to replicate it.

Clarke went to kiss Lexa's neck and before she could control herself, she was sucking on Lexa's sweet spot, making Lexa moan under her. Clarke bit lightly on Lexa's neck before moving down, leaving a path of red marks down Lexa's neck until her collarbone. Lexa didn't seem too worried about it, with her eyes half closed, little moans leaving her lips anytime Clarke would bite her neck. While Clarke's lips were busy marking Lexa's neck, her hands were occupied pulling Lexa's shorts down her legs. Once those were on the floor, Clarke brushed her hand over Lexa's core and she could feel the hot wetness in her underwear.

-Is that all for me? – Clarke whispered in Lexa's ear, biting her earlobe before returning her path, reaching Lexa's perked boobs. Clarke draw little circles around Lexa's nipples, with her tongue, only to blow on them after, making Lexa squirm under her, at each blow.

-Klarke… please… - The way Lexa said her name was so enticing, popping the "K" with her tongue. Clarke kissed her nipples a few more times before returning her way down. With her tongue, she felt the little ups and downs from Lexa's abs, finally reaching her core. Lexa's panties were completely ruined, but Clarke didn't pull them out immediately. She ran her nose over Lexa's panties, without making too much pressure. – Fuck, Klarke. Please… - Lexa's hips were coming up to meet Clarke's face, trying to reach her touch. – Please, touch me. Please... – Lexa looked down at Clarke, between her legs, and probably saw the look on Clarke's face. – Clarke? You're doing amazing, babe. – Clarke loved the nickname. Lexa propped her upper body on her elbows, trying to have a clear view at Clarke's face.

-You're so wet… - Clarke was able to see, for the first time, Lexa blush, and that just gave her all the confidence she needed.

-Only for you. – At that, Clarke started to pull Lexa's panties down, and Lexa lay down again. On her way up, Clarke dropped kisses on Lexa's inner thighs, slowly reaching Lexa's core. Once there, Clarke stayed staring at it for a second, just looking. It's beautiful… She's beautiful. Clarke dropped a little kiss to Lexa's clit, making her jerk, then another kiss just at Lexa's entrance. She then licked her own lips, tasting Lexa's juices. Tasty… Clarke gave another try, this time licking Lexa's pussy from her entrance until her clit, giving a little suck to the clit at the end, just like Lexa had done it. Lexa moaned at the touch from Clarke's tongue. – God, Klarke… - Clarke started giving little flicks of her tongue over Lexa's clit, trying to find which one got the more responses out of her. Every time Clarke would stop her movements, Lexa's hips would come up to meet Clarke's lips again. – Please, don't stop. – Clarke used her hands to keep Lexa's hips pinned on the bed and pushed her tongue inside Lexa, moving it there. At that, Clarke felt Lexa's hands tugging at her hair. – Klarke… please go back to what you were doing before. I liked that better. – Clarke felt embarrassed for braking Lexa's climb.

-Sorry…

-Don't be, you're doing great, really great. – Lexa's eyes only showed understanding, once again Lexa showed how amazing she was.

Clarke placed a kiss on Lexa's inner thigh and one on Lexa's clit, before going back to flicking her tongue over Lexa's clit, starting slow once again, and increasing her pace, when Lexa's breathing and moans started to be more frequent again. At a certain time, Clarke started to feel her tongue come to exhaustion, but the want to see Lexa squirm under her was stronger. Lexa started grinding her clit against Clarke's tongue, faster, and faster, her back arching and her hips leaving the mattress.

Suddenly, her hips froze mid hair and her breath got stuck in her throat, before Clarke could feel, Lexa unraveled herself under her. Wave after wave, hitting her body, making her hips jerk and her legs shake. Clarke kept her tongue doing slow strokes on Lexa's clit, letting her ride out her orgasm. Never had she seen such beautiful event happening in front of her eyes. Watching Lexa ride her orgasm against her lips was perfection. A moment of so much intimacy, where she could feel so weak and so powerful at the same time. After a while, each stroke of Clarke's tongue on Lexa's clit, would make her whimper, and Lexa grabbed Clarke's face and brought her up, so she could kiss her.

-I'm way too sensitive now. – Lexa kissed Clarke, over and over again, little light pecks on her lips. – Are you sure you never did this before?

-Nope, never. – Clarke smiled and she couldn't stop herself from feeling proud of herself.

-Well, you could've fooled me. – Lexa smirked and Clarke could feel herself blushing.

Clarke snuggled her face against Lexa's neck, her eyes closing, the sleep starting to creep on her. Their skins touching being the only source of heat. Lexa held Clarke closer to her side, giving a kiss to her head.

-Maybe we should go to sleep. – Clarke was already half asleep.

-Hum hum… - Lexa smiled at her response, pulled the sheet over them and closed the lights. Clarke kissed Lexa's neck, a kiss of good-night and threw an arm around Lexa's waist, snuggling her body as close to Lexa's heat as possible.

They fell asleep in each other's arms, both starting to feel something for the other girl, that they weren't ready to admit to themselves. Love.