AN: Thank you guys for the ongoing support. I enjoy reading your thoughts and comments every week. Thank you. Thank you. Here we go! Sappy sap sap. Enjoy. And sorry for any mistakes.


Clarke was nervous, she knew she had no reason to be, but she found herself calming her anxiety by triple checking her makeup in the mirror.

She adjusted the fitted dress over her hips and nodded, pleased with her appearance at last, hoping that her date would appreciate it as well.

There was no doubt in her mind that Lexa would.

The blonde was just about done and ready when she heard a knock echo in her apartment.

Immediately she glanced in the mirror one last time and walked nervously towards the door.

The last time Clarke had been on an actual date had been long before Finn officially asked her to be his girlfriend. A while ago to be precise, which justified her edginess; she defended herself to no one in particular.

When she opened the door she was met with the widest smile she had ever seen plastered on anyone's face. Let alone on Ms. Alexandria Silva herself, who rarely graced the world with her most sincere of smiles. The thought that the brunette could smile like that just for her made a feeling of pride wash over her.

"You look beautiful, Clarke." Lexa finally spoke with her hands behind her back.

Clarke smiled haughtily at her date before she examined the girl's outfit. If looks could kill, Clarke would surely be dead then. It was like the brunette had rummaged around in Bette Porter's closet (Yes, she was familiar with the show, thanks to Raven and Octavia who suggested it, and she admittedly was crushing hard on the female protagonist…but who wasn't), and borrowed her best ensemble.

If Lexa wouldn't have gone through the trouble of calling in favors for the reservations at her favorite restaurant, Clarke would have pulled her in by the beaded necklace that hung over her breasts and towards her bedroom. Regrettably, it had been with quite some difficulty that she had secured the reservations, and Clarke recognized and appreciated that, so she would enjoy their dinner to the fullest.

"You look very…sexy." Clarke smiled back at Lexa with a twinkle in her eye.

They shook their heads and laughed softly at the energy that buzzed between them before Lexa pulled a bouquet of flowers from behind her back. She handed them to Clarke and grinned when the girl accepted them in awe. It was the simple things that always made the blonde smile, and Lexa loved that.

She gave her a few seconds with the tulips before she cleared her throat. "Are you ready to go or should I give you guys some time." Lexa teased.

"Jerk." Clarke rolled her eyes before she smiled. "I'm ready." She closed the door behind her, but brought the bouquet along with her.

Clarke decided against bringing the flowers with her into the restaurant, but she honestly had wanted to. It helped her decide when Lexa laughed as she asked her if they would need an extra seat for her tulips.

"That was mean." Clarke pouted as they were escorted to their table under the large skylight of the main room. The blonde looked up at the darkening sky as she waited for Lexa to respond.

The brunette smirked and pulled out Clarke's chair before she sat down across from her. "I'm sorry. It was just too good to pass up. I won't do it again, I promise." Lexa smiled at the pouty expression her blonde still wore. "Do you forgive me?"

Clarke mulled it over as she looked back up and around the space before she nodded. "Only because this place is gorgeous and my date isn't bad looking either." She winked.

They talked about their friends and the burlesque show over a glass of wine while their food was prepared. Clarke had been pleasantly surprised by the menu, finding both comfort foods and fancy dishes. She had a difficult time choosing between a sophisticated steak dinner and a doughy pizza, but in the end, she had decided on the pizza- one of her favorites, which she was currently engrossed in discussing with Lexa.

"It's the greatest creation on earth. Carbs, cheese, meats, sauce, special sauces…I mean who wouldn't claim pizza as their favorite?" She smiled innocently.

Lexa shook her head. "Me." She nodded along to Clarke's incredulous look. "I like to eat it, but it's not my favorite. I prefer a nice juicy burger. Medium well with everything on it." Her mouth watered as she described her favorite food.

Clarke nodded impressed with her choice but then sighed. "This might not work if we're going to be fighting over which one to order on a lazy Sunday afternoon." She smirked.

The brunette shook her head. "We'll just have to find something we do agree on." She feigned a pensive look before she looked back at the blonde. "Spaghetti, like it or hate it?"

"Like it." Clarke nodded before she thought of her own. "Chinese?"

"Like it." She paused. "Burritos?"

Clarke shrugged. "Don't hate it, but not my favorite."

"Great! Me too." She smiled. "But you do like Mexican food in general, right?"

Clarke nodded. "I love tacos."

Lexa nodded in agreement. "Ice cream?"

"For dinner?" Clarke bunched her eyebrows.

"And breakfast, and lunch." She retorted.

"Yes, yes, and yes."

"See, we agree on most things, we'll compromise on the rest." She argued with a grin.

"You're something else, Alexandria." The blonde smiled before she sipped on her wine.

Lexa smiled wide. "Right back at ya, Griffin."

The staring they had both become very fond off was in full play as they shared smiles across the small square table.

Their food being brought out to them was the only thing that forced them to break out of their cocoon with stifled youthful cackles. It was an amazing feeling for both of them the one that enveloped them every time they were near one another. The sense of wanting to be near was overwhelming, but it was welcomed. And their eyes were like magnets wanting to collide with any part of the other's body, be it with hands, fingers, lips, face, or eyes themselves, the desire to be connected somehow was always there.

They didn't fight it, and they didn't shy away from it.

Instead, they spared long glances in between silent pauses as they consumed their meals and drank their wine.

Most of the dinner however, was filled with conversations that came and went naturally.

Clarke smiled over at the brunette as she finished her last bite of her food and sighed blissfully. "That was the best pizza I have ever tasted, Lexa." The girl smiled and nodded back at her.

"Yeah, this place doesn't get any complaints from me. Everything is good. You should try this pasta next time." She brought a forkful to her mouth and smiled again.

The blonde felt inspirited by Lexa's words. They awakened hope and longing for their next date, something that neither girl was opposed to. If Clarke was being honest, she hoped their dates, and their time together would never come to an end.

It was quite clear to her that Lexa was someone she could see herself with for a long time, but she wouldn't openly admit that, not yet. Especially not since she could feel neither one was entirely healed from their pasts yet.

All too soon their dinner came to an end, and after a brief discussion about how completely lethargic they felt, Lexa suggested they take a walk somewhere.

"I thought we were going for a walk." Clarke almost laughed as Lexa walked towards her car.

She smirked. "Unless you want to walk around these streets with nothing but buildings as our romantic backdrop, we have to drive a couple of minutes to the nearest park." Lexa looked at her with a victorious grin while she opened the passenger door.

"Smart ass." Clarke retorted before she kissed the brunette's cheek as she walked past her and into the car. "But such a gentle lady." She smiled up at her.

"Please, you're making me blush." Lexa teased as she closed the door.

They walked gingerly up the paved path side by side as they took in the darkened sky. There weren't many stars, it was Los Angeles after all, but neither girl cared much as they took in the few that did manage to dot the canvas.

"Ever been anywhere else outside of Los Angeles since you moved out here?" Clarke asked.

Lexa shrugged. "A few places. Obviously I've been up to Seattle with my sister. Northern California, too. I even had a brief stint in San Diego, not the best time of my life, but it wasn't half bad either. The city I mean." She looked down at her feet as they shuffled onward. "Why do you ask?"

The blonde shook her head slowly. "I just wonder what other places have to offer. Not that I'm at all tired with this city, but I'm curious. I think I'd like to travel, you know. When I was having a rough time back in Virginia I often wondered what life would be like in a different place. Anywhere but there, actually." She smiled almost bashfully as she caught Lexa's eyes.

"Maybe your art will let you travel so you can finally satisfy that curious nature of yours." Lexa suggested with a motivating smile.

"Maybe your writing will do that." Clarke shrugged.

"Maybe we can travel together." Lexa nodded with a sly smile. "If neither of us becomes obsessed with the millions we'll be making, I think we can make it work." She teased.

"We'll see." Clarke countered before she laughed softly and looped her arm around Lexa's.

They walked in silence for a while, watching as people walked their dogs in the cooler evening air, and as cars drove down the street. Their footsteps echoed as Clarke's heels moved in sync with Lexa's boots.

Lexa was about to ask Clarke about her art sessions when the blonde gasped and pulled the brunette from her thoughts and into a temporary moment of panic. "What?" What happened?" She looked around at their surroundings.

Clarke missed the girl's apprehensive tone as she almost squealed and moved them towards a part of the park that was dark and only illuminated by a giant blow-up projection screen. "They're playing a movie under the stars, Lexa. Let's go." She pulled excitedly on Lexa's arm.

"Uh, slow down there, Virginia." Lexa stood her ground with the blonde's arm gently in hers. She smiled and shook her head when Clarke turned and ventured a questioning look. "We're not exactly dressed for a night on the lawn." She looked down at their attire, and while Lexa could easily sit given her slacks, Clarke would find it difficult in her dress and heels.

The blonde nodded dejectedly as she realized her date was right. She looked around in search for an alternate option because she really didn't want the night to end anytime soon. When she spotted a place where they could sit, she led them to it and smiled wide. "Looks like they're playing The Breakfast Club." She sat down on the less than comfortable bench and patted the space beside her.

Lexa smiled down at the blonde, amazed as always by the girl's ability to get swept away by something so simple. "Alright, I don't mind spending some time with some of the brat pack." She sat beside Clarke and smiled before kissing the girl's cheek.

Luckily, they had stumbled upon the movie early enough, and the pair was able to enjoy the night under the open sky. Lexa wasn't sure when she did, but eventually her arm wrapped around Clarke's back to pull her in. Clarke recited lines from the movie the entire time as she nestled comfortably into the brunette's side.


Lexa was happy to be back behind the bar, trusting the group fully to keep up the great performances on their own.

There was something about getting the opportunity to interact with her patrons that still had her craving the familiarity of bartending. Even if she did love writing and enjoyed the organized chaos of producing.

Plus, there was a bonus to the absence of a fabric curtain obscuring her from the crowd and vice versa.

Nothing stood between the blonde that currently strode through the door, and her own dancing eyes that sought her out every so often. She admitted she sounded and felt like a sap most of the time now, but she would happily convert to a love-sick fool if it meant she got to hold said girl in her arms and kiss her senseless day in and day out.

Immediately Clarke's blues met hers and they shared similar smirks. The moment was brief however, as the blonde walked towards the upstairs rooms to lock her stuff away for her shift.

A sap indeed.

Lexa shook her head at the thought and decided to work off some of the energy that flooded her body by stacking clean glasses in crates and reorganizing.

"So, are you two getting it on yet?" Lexa jumped out from under the bar at the unexpected break in silence.

"Geesh, Rae." Lexa puffed out as she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Don't do that."

"Your mind must have been in the gutter, Silva." Raven teased.

"My mind was focused on work, if you must know." The bartender argued as she proceeded to move behind the bar organizing the tools of her trade. "Go get dressed and stop asking questions."

Raven eyed her suspiciously before she nodded and hummed. "I'll get it out of ya."

"Bye Rae." Lexa shook her head annoyed as she saw the dancer leave towards the back as well, hoping she wouldn't corner Clarke with a million personal questions.

The show commenced and soon nearly every seat was filled with smiling customers. For a random Tuesday the crowd couldn't have been better. Lexa was pleased with the turnout yet again.

She smiled as she topped off tumblers with chosen poisons and mixed sweet beverages for her regulars. While many would assume she smiled at them and their latest stories, the real reason for her joyous mood suddenly walked up behind her.

Clarke held her usual tray out to the side as she leaned forward to whisper in Lexa's ear. This was not unusual as she often had to move in close to give her orders to the brunette because of the music, but if anyone truly analyzed their bodies they could probably figure out there was more under the surface of their pretense.

She leaned in a little too far, brushing just enough of her chest against Lexa's back, and her lips were close enough to kiss the ear they currently moved over.

It was like playing with fire, but neither one minded the burning of the flame as they smiled under hooded eyes.

"I want to kiss you so badly." Clarke grinned as she pretended to place and order.

The brunette held back the shiver and laugh that rumbled throughout her insides as she nodded in agreement. She didn't miss a beat as she continued to make drinks, though her hands did require extra concentration to keep steady. "I can get one of the girls to cover. Meet me around back in five minutes." She supplied. "Now, did you need any actual drinks, Virginia?" She teased much like she always did.

Clarke nodded her head with a small eye roll. "Two whiskeys, neat. One Long Island and three Bud Lights." Both girls cringed jokingly at the mention of the beer and chuckled.

"You got it." Lexa lined up the tumblers before she got to work on the order. "Five minutes." She repeated as she placed the drinks on Clarke's outstretched tray. The blonde nodded with a sultry smirk.

Both girls worked anxiously for what seemed was the longest five minutes of their entire lives.

Clarke escaped the busy floor first, letting one of the other waiters know she was going to take a small break. The guy nodded without a second thought as he continued to retrieve empty glasses from people that still cheered the performers on.

Lexa waited a minute before she called one of the waitresses for backup. She claimed she was headed out for a breath of fresh air and the girl nodded, excited to move behind the counter for a change.

When she opened the door that led to the alleyway, she expected Clarke to be in the shadows, but not a second later she found herself being pulled away from the opening, the door effectively closing beside her as she was pinned against the wall. "Excited to see me?" She grinned at the blonde who looked at her with eager anticipation.

"Maybe." Clarke retorted as she used her hips to hold the girl in place while her fingers threaded through brown waves. "Aren't you excited to see me?" She asked with a playful bat of her eyelashes.

"Very." Lexa nodded before she dug her fingers tips into the girl's hips to pull her impossibly closer. Their lips crashed in a sudden fury. Moans escaped happily from their mouths as they rejoiced in the feeling of their kisses. Exploring tongues dueled before they tired and gave way to the gentle caressing of lips on lips instead.

"Wow." Clarke breathed out in a rare moment between deep kisses.

Lexa simply smiled against the blonde's lips that readied for more, but didn't continue with as much fervor. She allowed them time to breathe as much as they pecked and moved over each other's mouths. "I had been waiting all day for that." The brunette finally admitted.

"I know. Can you come over tonight?" Clarke asked as she kissed the girl again before moving to her neck, her fingers still holding onto the waves of Lexa's hair and pushing them back for better access.

It took the girl a second to answer as she bit back the moan that threatened to escape in response to Clarke's hungry mouth. "Yes." She paused to swallow before she continued. "But I have to leave early. I scheduled a call with the publishing company. They owe me an answer." She sighed as the blonde moved further away from her pulse point and towards her clavicle.

"Did you just growl?" The blonde questioned against soft skin with a satisfied grin.

Lexa shook her head with a hint of irritation because without a doubt she had just let out something resembling a growl, and she didn't want to admit it.

She allowed her hands to roam up and down Clarke's back as the girl kissed her way across her neck and collar for a minute longer. But when there was too much energy radiating from her toes to her head, Lexa pushed the blonde away gently and spun her around to press her into the wall. "Just kiss me." She almost begged before their lips collided again.

They sighed and smiled into their ardent kisses, knowing that they were becoming extremely proficient at the art of making out.

"We should go back in." Clarke breathed out but her body screamed otherwise as she tightened her grip on the brunette.

"You first." Lexa replied, her lips never slowing as they caressed Clarke's.

They both whined silently because neither one wanted to stop to go back in. So, they continued to move into each other and swallow each other's moans.

"Lexa the bar needs you…" Lincoln's voice registered too late for their bodies to move away. "Whoa…" He stammered as he felt the sudden urge to retreat back into the building and away from the moment he had so obviously interrupted. "Back." He finished with an apologetic smile as the two girls looked at him in surprise, their hands still on each other.

"Um…" Clarke started as she looked between Lincoln and the girl in her arms.

"I'll be right in, Linc." Lexa exhaled and smiled at him. "This stays here for now. Please." She smiled again at his honest nod.

"See you guys in there." He voiced with a big smile in place before he walked back inside.

Clarke groaned as she exhaled to calm her racing heart. "Back to work." She finally mouthed before wrapping her fingers around Lexa's chin. The brunette nodded slowly before she smiled and moved in to kiss the girl slowly.

TBC…

Oh boy. Those two give me a toothache. That date seemed super sweet and cute. And...now I want some pizza...or a burger. Anyway, I think those two are falling hard. Making out at work, oh yeah, they've got it bad. Lets see what more is in store for our Clexa duo. I'm excited!