A week after Lawrence High clenched their district title, Clarke and Octavia's team got to celebrate their win as well. Octavia decided to hold a party at her house and of course invited Mendoza sisters and even a few of their teammates. Her parents were once again out of town, something that happened quite a bit since Bellamy and Octavia could take care of themselves. Which in turn, led to many parties in the Blake household. Raven and O were dancing on the makeshift dance floor, Bellamy and Lincoln were talking to a few girls from Lawrence High trying to get dates, alcohol flowed freely, and everyone was having a good time. Lexa had been chatting with one of her teammates on the couche when something caught her eye on the other side of the room. She saw Clarke being hit on by some guy she didn't recognize. She wasn't prepared for the jealously that flowed through her when the guy whispered something in the blonde's ear. Clarke shook her head then the guy leaned in and tried to kiss her. Lexa felt relieved to see Clarke turn and slightly try to push him off. He didn't seem to get the hint because he leaned forward again. Before Lexa knew what she was doing, she was already on her feet.
"Get off me Jackson!" She heard once she was close enough to hear the blonde over the music. Clarke shoved him forcefully just as the brunette was in reach. He looked ready to move in again when Lexa grabbed him by the collar and forced him into the wall.
"Back the fuck off of her!" Lexa said calmly but her blood boiled as soon as she knew Clarke didn't want his attention.
"Who are you?"
"Someone who will kick your ass for forcing yourself on my friend." Lexa responded. Even though the situation didn't call for it, Clarke couldn't help but smile. It was the first time Lexa had actually called her a friend. Of course she knew they were after spending the last few months getting to know each other, but hearing the girl say it still felt nice.
"Whatever." He said and walked away. Lexa turned back to Clarke.
"You okay?" She asked concerned.
"Yeah." She answered. "You got to meet Jackson, captain of the football team and self-proclaimed God's gift to women." Clarke smiled at the brunette. "Thanks for coming to my rescue…friend." She teased, her smile turned into a smirk and Lexa rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. I guess you're not so bad." Clarke bumped shoulders with her.
"You mean awesome."
"That's not what I meant."
"Yes it is." Clarke kept on. "You like me."
"Never mind, I change my mind. I don't want to be your friend." She turned to walk away, smiling when Clarke scoffed but followed.
"You should be honored to call me a friend."
"Whatever. You want a drink or what?"
After having a few drinks…or four, both Clarke and Lexa felt a good buzz. So much so that Lexa let Clarke pull her out to the dance floor and join their friends. Everyone danced as a group as Shut Up and Dance played on the stereo. They were all jumping around and then Clarke stepped in front of Lexa singing to the brunette at the top of her lungs. "Oh don't you dare look back, just keep your eyes on me. I said 'you're holding back' she said 'SHUT UP AND DANCE WITH ME! This woman is my destiny. She said ' .ooh! SHUT UP AND DANCE WITH ME!" Then she turned to Octavia, "A backless dress and some beat up sneaks. My discotheque, Juliet teenage dream I felt it in my chest as she looked at me. I knew we were bound to be together. Bound to be together. She took my arm, I don't know how it happened. We took the floor and she said," She sang then Octavia joined her in the chorus. "Oh don't you dare look back, Just keep your eyes on me. I said 'you're holding back' She said 'SHUT UP AND DANCE WITH ME!" Then the rest of the group joined. "! This woman is my destiny. She said ' .ooh! SHUT UP AND DANCE WITH ME!"
They were all out of breath hen the song finished from pretty much just jumping around the entire time. Clarke happened to be standing in the middle of the group when the first lyrics of R. Kelly's Bump and Grind came on and it seemed like Jasper, Monty, Lincoln, Jackson, and even Bellamy's eyes landed on her like she was a piece of meat, wanting to dance such a provocative song with a chick and she was the closest, straight one, around. Oh fuck no! She was not dancing to this song with any of them. She didn't think she could make it back to the couch without being asked to dance, so without thought she grabbed Lexa by the shirt and pulled her close. Lexa was taken by surprise and almost knocked them both over with the amount of force the blonde used. She had no choice but wrap her arms around the blonde's waist to catch them.
"Hi." Clarke said with a smile.
"Hi?" She responded slowly, with it sounding like a question. She was about ready to ask Clarke what she was doing when the blonde turned in her arms just as-
I don't see nothin' wrong
With a little bump n grind
Lexa's eyes widened as Clarke ground her ass into her. Shit. Lexa thought and the hands around Clarke's waist immediately tightened. She was not prepared for this, and she definitely not prepared for the warmth that spread throughout her body. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Okay, it's fine Lex, just ignore your stupid body. She thought to herself, trying to keep her breathing under control and not let herself become too immersed into the dance, which was proving difficult with the way Clarke was dancing. It's just Clarke, your friend…your straight friend…who is a little drunk…who happens to be really, really hot…and happens to be grinding her ass into you. Shit.
I don't see nothin' wrong,
I don't see nothin' wrong,
With a little Bump n Grind,
With a little Bump in Grind
Clarke had seemed to really get into the song and begun to sing quietly along with it then raising her hand to curl it behind Lexa's neck and continued to grind into Lexa. Fuck it…Lexa let her hands fall down to Clarke's hips and began moving with her instead of just standing stiffly behind her. After a few seconds Lexa forgot about everything and just moved with the blonde.
Clarke had finally felt Lexa move behind her about a minute into the song. Hands fell to her hips and she relaxed even more into the brunette. They moved together so well and fuck Lexa could dance. Was the thought that passed through Clarke. Shit. Something in the back of her mind triggered but she ignored it. She blamed the alcohol for the way her heart sped up a little bit when she felt warm hands graze the bare skin on her hips. She blamed the alcohol when her breath hitched as she felt Lexa's breath against her ear. She blamed the alcohol when she pushed her hips just a little harder into the brunette and for the satisfaction she got from hearing the other woman gasp. The hands on her hips tighten and brought her in even closer. She closed her eyes and just let herself enjoy the rest of the dance. Tomorrow she could blame it all on the alcohol.
A/N: So this is the first time we're seeing some physical interaction from Clarke and Lexa. Let me know what you guys think so far. Review or send me a pm. THANKS FOR READING!
