The 100

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How Could I Resist?

By Miracles79

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Chapter 1: Let's Make This A Party To Remember!

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"Come on, girl! What you waiting for! Get in already!"

With a push, Lexa was propelled into the spacious Hall before a hoard of women sprinted past her, placing boxes of varying sizes on to the numerous tables spread around the room. Glaring at her sister, Anya, Lexa righted herself and took a moment to look around the room and her friends hurriedly preparing.

"Come on, sis," Anya exclaimed, reaching around to bring her sister into a half hug. "It's not every day you get to marry the love of your life. Cheer up, will yah!?"

Shaking her head, Lexa tried to pry her sister off her, but she, of course, was having none of it. "I can't believe your doing this. How many times did I say... I don't want a bac..."

"Tough shit, Woods. You are getting one. Now, move your pert little ass and get to helping..."

"What!? I'm expected to help and put up decorations? For my own party? Do you know how sad that is!"

Laughing, observing as their friends rushed to put banners up on the walls, and drinks and food on the table, Anya smiled. "Well, seeing as you are not royalty or particularly famous, you're just gonna have to bite the bullet give us a hand."

"And it has nothing to do with you making plans late, huh?"

Ignoring Lexa's hitched eye brow, Anya laughed loudly in hopes of covering up the truth that had been revealed out in the open. "Yeah, right. When have I ever let you down, girl. Now, shut your trap and get to helping. It's your big day and I'm not letting anyone ruin it. Even you."

With a slap on the ass, Lexa was pushed towards a nearby table, where a host of banner were laid spread on the table. Nodding to a passing friend, Lexa picked up the top banner and smoothed it out. Upon recognition, a smile reached her lips.

'Congratulations to the Happy Couple, Lexa and Costia!'

Costia, Lexa's girlfriend of four years, now, her fiancé. The thought alone put a great big smile on her face, she still couldn't believe it. That her hopes and wishes had borne fruit and become her reality. Costia was everything to Lexa, through good times and dark, they had always relied on each other.

It was spoken about often and publicly by those that knew them that Lexa and Costia were very much in love and that it was only a matter of time till both were hitched. From the moment they first meet, four years ago in Tanzania, it had seemed like destiny. Both young and hopeful students turned aid workers looking to support foreign lands while taking in new and exciting cultures.

In fact, on their last day in Tanzania, both Lexa and Costia agreed to work together from then on and forgo all previous plans. Lexa's paid trip to Guinea had been ignored, all for the pleasure of enjoying Costia's company for the foreseeable future. And to think four years later, after everything they had experienced, they would be married.

It had been Costia that had proposed, on their last day in the African continent before their return to America. With the setting sun as their background, Costia had gone down on one knee, an old and worn ring displayed for only Lexa's eyes. The ring might have been old but to Lexa it was perfect. And Lexa had no reservations when she said, yes that day. It was the happiest day of her life.

"Hey, depression central," Anya called, half way up a ladder with a banner of her own. "Get a move on! The rest will be here any moment!"

"I hear you, god! No need to be a dick!" Lexa huffed, moving to a unoccupied wall to place her banner.

Laughing, Anya scaled the ladder and pressed the banner into place. "Bit rich calling me a dick, sis. We all know what you've got in your pants!"

Sticking her tongue out, the act returned in kind by her older sister, Lexa moved towards Anya to help her down. Taking the offered hand, Anya dropped down and looked closely at her sister. Flicking Lexa's chin up, so their eyes would meet, Anya placed her hands against Lexa's shoulders, offering as much reassurance as possible in that one act.

"You all good, kid."

Sighing, Lexa looked around at her friends, observing as Raven, Octavia and Echo worked together to line the tables with equal amounts of food and drink. This really did feel like too much. Soon, she would be surrounded by her friends and co-workers, all here to celebrate the most life changing moment of her young life.

"You know," Anya said, waiting to catch Lexa's eyes. "It's okay to be nervous. This is a big, big decision and a big step forward for you."

"..."

"You two are made for each other. So, listen, don't worry about the wedding. That's next week. That's for next weeks you to worry about. Today, let your hair down and have some fun. That's what a bachelor parties for, after all."

"I know," Lexa complained. "But, I'd much rather be at home, with Cos, reading a good old book. Parties really aren't my thing."

"Well, tough. As your best woman it is my responsibility to make your wedding week the best possible wedding week ever. And, a wedding week without a bachelor party is practically unheard of, Lex. I mean, even Costia supported this, didn't she?"

"I know," Lexa huffed, watching the front door as more and more people filed into the Hall only to be seated in their appropriate places by Raven. "I'm just nervous. Cos has been with me for the last four years. Not really used to doing anything without her."

"I know kid, just remember this is your night... You can be as involved as you like. Just... Make sure you say hi to everyone. They've come a long way, just to see you."

Smiling, Lexa wrapped her sister up in a big hug, tears beginning to well up at the memories and the brilliance of this woman.

Anya meant so much to Lexa. Both had been adopted at a young age and, before Costia, Anya had been her rock. They were nigh on inseparable, some would say.

Which, considering their behaviour and actions during their youth, may not have been an entirely good thing. If not for the guiding hand of Indra, their mother, both may have fallen pray to far darker vices. It was one of the reasons Lexa had turned to aid work upon leaving School, no doubt an effort to make up for what she had done in her youth.

But, that was a story for another time.

Now, was a time for celebration.

And celebrate they shall.

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By this point the Bachelor party was in full swing, current and no doubt trendy music was being played over the tannoy. Not that Lexa had any clue what classified as good music having been so far removed from American society. But, nonetheless, everyone was on their feet and dancing. Some were moving together as couples, ala Lincoln and Octavia, while others with a view to being couples or, in some cases, one time sex buddies.

Dancing boisterously with her best friend, Raven Reyes, Lexa was surprised when she was suddenly grabbed from behind and twirled in time to the beat of the music. However, it came as no surprise to see Anya's smug smirk directed back at her. Picking up her pace, her feet hitting the ground with each beat, Lexa truly felt free.

The crowd clearly noticed this sudden, unexpected change and proceeded to whoop and holler as Lexa let herself become lost in the music. Dancing had been one of her favourite pass times growing up as a kid, and it was a particular skill that had come in handy during her time in Africa. Many of the African tribes had held celebrations throughout their stay, which involved a number of different co-ordinated dance patterns. And, many of the tribe had been impressed by her own brand of dancing. Although, over the years, and observing new performances, Lexa had begun to incorporate a lot of African dance techniques into her repertoire.

There were also a fair number of times when neighbouring villages had come just to watch her dance during annual celebrations. She had even been implored by village elders to dance beside the tribes people and she did so, her eyes connecting with that of Costia. She would remember it, even to this day. The look of genuine love and appreciation shining back at her from across the fire pit roaring in the centre of the camp, Costia looking both proud and smitten.

"Hell, yeah, Lex," Anya called, jumping on Lexa and squeezing her around the midriff. "That's the spirit! You go girl!"

Laughing, Lexa danced alongside her, admittedly, clumsy partner. "Hey, An. How did you even get this place on such short notice? I know how difficult it is to book anything here."

"Ah, think nothing of it. Anything for you, girl. And, in any case, I wasn't about to have you celebrate your wedding week in some dingy bar, was I!?" Anya laughed, before her features suddenly settled to become more soft. "And, I know how much this place means to you. To us, Lex."

Anya was right, this place did hold a lot of meaning to them both.

When they were young, both Anya and Lexa would be brought to this very Hall once School had finished in order to play games and have fun. Their mother, Indra, worked long hours at the local Hospital and was not able to pick them up from School. So, instead, Indra opted to place them in a nearby Activity Centre where she could pick them up later and closer to her workplace.

Never the less, this building held many a fond memory for Lexa. Her very first date and kiss had been shared in this very Hall, not that it really meant much as they were both far too young to understand the meaning or weight behind such choices. Just two young clueless girls that happened to find someone of similar leanings at such a tender age...

(Oh, well... It couldn't have been that memorable then... Lexa couldn't even remember the girl's name and she doubted the girl would remember hers either.)

In fact, now that she considered it, Lexa had not been back here since her last day with the Activity Centre at ten years old, where she had to be dragged kicking and screaming out of the establishment. Apparently something had happened and Lexa had to be removed immediately. Not that she could remember what that something was, she had been very young at the time, after all.

"You go, Woods!" Lincoln shouted, dancing energetically with his girlfriend. "Show us them moves!"

"Woods! Woods! Woods! Woods! Woods! Woods!" The Crowd chanted, making space for Lexa to dance for all to see.

However, just as Lexa began to lose herself in the music once more, a sudden wisp of blonde hair caught her eye.

Twirling in place, in order to locate the offending hair, Lexa's eyes were brought back to the Hall's entrance. Standing there, no doubt appreciating the party in full swing, was... Well. There was only one word Lexa could use to describe this woman upon first inspection.

A goddess.

A gorgeous, radiant and breath-taking goddess now stood, her hip angled to press against the column of the door, an appreciative smirk rising to her lips as there eyes made contact. A sudden tremor spread through her body, those ocean blue eyes holding her attention without thought or question. Who was this woman!?

Noticing that Lexa was now stood in place, the crowd turned to look at the new visitor, the music still playing in the background while the occupants of the room remained still and silent.

"Ah," Anya piped up, suddenly realising who the new visitor was. "Looks like the main attraction of the night has arrived."

Unperturbed by the numerous eyes on her, the blonde figure moved from the entrance and (swaggered?) her way towards the raised platform. All eyes watched her move, the music accompanying her movements to accentuate her mysterious beauty. It was all most like the music wished to emphasise just how incredible this woman was, not that it really needed to though.

Placing her heavy looking bag onto a nearby table, the blonde hoped onto the platform with ease and placed a chair in the centre of the stage. Turning, aware that all eyes were on her, the visitor sat down, crossed her legs and observed the group with mild interest. No matter how many eyes observed her, the young blonde did not seem flustered in the least. She was merely waiting.

God damn she is sexy... Lexa thought and no doubt did many others in the group, man or women, committed or not.

"Who is that?" Lexa croaked, her eyes reluctantly turning from the goddess to her sister.

"That my dear sister," Anya smirked, revelling in the attention that was directed towards her. "Just happens to be your stripper..."

"W-What!?" The crowd, and Lexa in turn, roared.

"W-Wait!? What do you mean... Stripper!?"

"What?" Anya replied, innocently. "It's a bachelor's party... You've got to have a stripper!"

Ignoring the crowd that was half nodding in agreement, half drooling at the sight of the blonde bombshell, Lexa grabbed Anya by the wrist and dragged her closer. "What the hell, An!? A stripper! Are you insane!"

Rolling her eyes, Anya replied. "Lighten up, girl. Everyone does this. It's no biggie. No one will mind..."

"And, what about Costia!? I think she would would mind..."

"She's not here. And," Anya exclaimed loudly, preventing Lexa from interrupting. "What she doesn't know won't hurt her. This happens all the time, Lex. One more moment of unconnected fun before your spend the rest of your life with that one singular person."

"She'll know..."

Turning to face the rest of the group, her arms crossing below her breasts, Anya perked up. "Ladies and gentlemen, honoured guests, will anyone here tell Costia that Lexa spent some time with a stripper on her goddamn bachelor's party!?"

"Hell No!"

"No Way!"

"It's goddamn tradition, Lexa!"

"If you won't spend time with that stripper then I will!"

Shaking her head, Lexa looked into the triumphant eyes of her sister. "I never agreed to this. It's not appropriate."

Suddenly realising she was talking about the woman without acknowledging her presence, Lexa suddenly turned towards the woman. But, once again, the woman seemed to be merely observing Lexa, an eye brow arched as she continued to tap her foot in the air... waiting.

"It's too late."

Surprised by her sister's voice, as she had been in what could only be described as a trance, staring at HER... scratch that... The... The goddess, Lexa returned her eyes to Anya. "What do you mean it is too late?"

"She's already been paid for and trust me... I spared no expense on this. But, you deserve the best and I got you the best. So you better enjoy it."

"..."

Staring at Anya in disbelief, an angelic voice floated up from afar, Lexa's eyes drawn in the direction of the occupants voice.

"So," The goddess drawled, descending from the platform to solid ground. "I take it you are the lucky girl."

There was no mistake in who she was talking to.

The goddess had her eyes fixed on Lexa now, approaching like a lion cornering its prey.

With each step, Lexa's heart hitched. The way the woman walked, the small smirk as she inspected ever inch of Lexa's body... It did things to her. And, loathe she was to admit it, to anyone, but the sight was enough to make her harden in response.

Never had she met such a gorgeous and yet, somewhat, angelic creature...

Never...

Standing before her, the blonde nodded in internal confirmation. "My... I am a lucky girl, aren't I... Stud..."

Panicking, her face growing red by the second, Lexa, for reasons even she couldn't tell you, shot out her hand in offering. "L-Lexa... A pleasure..."

Looking down at the offered hand, the goddess slowly trailed her eyes back up Lexa's body before purposely biting the corner of her lower lip. The pink lipstick highlighted the pristine white teeth that pulled at the tender flesh and Lexa felt her cock jump within the confines of her pants in response. Lexa really hoped no one else noticed that but the erection pressing up against her pants was a consistent reminder of how aroused she was.

Suddenly and without warning, the goddess moved forward, claiming Lexa's hand before pulling her in the direction of the stage. Unsure how to work her legs, as she was suddenly reduced to the motor skills of a toddler, Lexa heard the sounds of her friends whopping and hollering at her back.

Taking the steps up the stage one at a time, the goddess lead Lexa to the lone chair before placing her against it, her fingers trailing along her shoulder as she moved around her.

"U-Um... I..."

Placing her hands on either side of the chair, the goddess lowered her torso so that her lips were inches away from Lexa's ear. "Sit back, hot stuff..."

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"The names Eve..."

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"And I'm about to give you a night that you will never forget..."

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"Now, brace yourself..."

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"Because I don't do gentle..."

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"When it comes to women like you..."

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"I like things to be... rough..."

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"So, let's do things your fiancé could only ever dream of... Time to rock your world..."

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Author's Note:

Before you ask, Eve is Clarke Griffin. But, there are story implications as to why she is hiding her name.

This is going to be a very different story to what I usually do but I wanted to try something a lil different. You'll see what I mean in the coming chapters. And, I suspect, many of you will like it :)

Any questions feel free to post a comment and I will answer to the best of my ability. Byeeeee.