Here's the next chapter! I hope you guys like this one. I've never written anything like this so hopefully I did a good job with it. I have plans to make this story pretty long so I hope you all are okay with that. Please let me know what you think. I love hearing all your thoughts and ideas. Enjoy!
Indra and her team made it into Azgeda territory after a few days of travel and a little after that, they reached the outskirts of Saipan. It took them a little longer than they planned to get there, so they needed to move fast. They had a general idea of Emerson's schedule and what was going on in Saipan thanks to Clarke, but Indra wanted scouts to make scope out the area and confirm what they already knew or give an update on what they didn't.
She decided to send six of the warriors Heda had provided her to scout out the area. She knew that Lexa had asked her to keep a close eye on everyone, so she decided to send Flax, Rosco, and Argus to lead the search. Flax already knew the area, and Rosco and Argus were Heda's guards and they were both highly regarded and respected warriors and loyal to Triku and to Lexa. The scouts made their way into Saipan while Indra and the rest of her team set up camp in the woods right outside Saipan's borders.
Indra brought the ones she trusted most, Bellamy, Octavia, and Lincoln into her tent to discuss their plans further. When they finished, they were pretty confident that they their plan would succeed, barring any new information one of the scouts could bring back. They waited for a while, and it started to grow dark out. The scouts hadn't returned yet, so all they could do was sit and wait.
Bellamy left Indra's tent on his own, Lincoln and Octavia wanted to stay and speak more with Indra. He was so close to getting Clarke out of the situation she was in, and he couldn't wait to get his hands on Emerson. He was starting to get jumpy from the anticipation so he decided to venture away from the small, makeshift camp for some fresh air.
He didn't go far, but it was far enough away for the person who had been spying on the camp to drop down from the trees and tackle him to the ground. Bellamy fell flat on his stomach, but he managed to use his stronger build and strength to shake his attacker off and spin onto his back. His attacker prepared to lunge at him again, but Bellamy reached to the holster at his side and held up a pistol. The attacker stopped in their tracks and Bellamy was finally able to get a look at them.
The body was clearly female. A mask was covering the lower part of her face, but her eyes were visible, and there was something about her that Bellamy recognized. The woman slowly raised her hands to show that she wasn't a threat and moved to take off the mask at the same time that Bellamy's mind was able to place the woman. "Echo?"
She removed the mask from her face and lowered her arms. "Bellamy?" She seemed just as surprised as he was.
"What are you doing out here? Why did you attack me?" He asked. He returned to his feet and lowered his gun, but still kept it in his hand just in case.
"I recognized your small camp as Trikru. I wanted to know what Trikru warriors were doing stationed outside of Azgeda's capitol," Echo explained.
Bellamy seemed flustered. He knew Echo was Azgeda and he couldn't tell her what they were doing, but he had to tell her something. "Um.." he struggled to find an excuse.
"You can trust me Bellamy. I owe you a lot for saving me."
Bellamy's eyes narrowed. "You're Azgeda."
Echo nodded. "I am, but that does not mean I support the Queen. The people of Azgeda are suffering. She is cold and ruthless and if you are here to help end her reign, I would like to offer my assistance."
Bellamy considered the offer. "This mission is kind of case sensitive. Come with me. Speak with Indra and we'll see what she has to say."
Echo agreed and Bellamy led her back to their camp and into Indra's tent. Indra recognized the scars of Azgeda on the Echo's face as soon as she entered the tent and before anyone could react, there was a sword to her throat. "Indra, this is Echo," he tried to placate the situation. "I saved her in the mountain. She owes me and she wants to help."
Indra's eyes narrowed, but she lowered her sword. She spent a few moments questioning Echo and seemed to be satisfied with her answers. Of course, the girl couldn't be trusted with too much information, but if she really was on their side, she would be a big help. Indra decided to keep her around to keep an eye on her and get her to provide information, but she wouldn't be told what their plan was or why they were there. "Rosco, Argus and the others have yet to return with their report," Indra informed Bellamy after he asked if there was any news.
Bellamy was about to reply, but Echo did before he could. "Rosco? Big guy, darker skin, clean shaven, long dark brown hair, and a tattoo down the middle of his face?"
"How do you know all of that?" Bellamy questioned.
"You need to change your plan, now," Echo warned them.
Indra's brow creased and she looked ready to argue, but Echo continued, "I've seen him before. I just described him to you, so we're talking about the same person. He's been to Azgeda and he is working with Queen Nia."
Indra stalked towards her, angered by the accusations, but Octavia grabbed her arm and held her back. "How do you know this?" Octavia asked.
"Look, I already told you I do not support the Queen. Before I was captured by the mountain, I was a spy. I would sneak into places and get information for Queen Nia. After being freed from the mountain, she wanted to use me again. I didn't want to help her, but she would kill me if I didn't and I figured I could use the job as an opportunity to get close to her. I tried spying on her, when I had an opportunity, to find some sort of leverage, some piece of information that I could use to get her out of power. She is paranoid and well guarded, so I was not able to get much, but I did overhear a conversation she once had with a man named Rosco. He looked how I described. I decided to listen to the conversation because he looked to be Trikru and I wondered why he was there. I don't remember much, but he delivered her some information about the Commander and Wanheda during the time of the mountain and then he left to return to Polis," Echo explained.
"And I am supposed to trust the word of an Azgeda spy over the Trikru guard of Heda?" Indra snarled.
"Believe what you want, but I am telling you the truth," Echo shot back. "Rosco is loyal to Queen Nia and whatever you are here for, he will be the reason you fail if you don't listen to me."
"I think we should listen to her," Bellamy said. "I believe her."
Indra whipped her head in his direction to glare at him, and Octavia stood forward. "Indra, I understand why you don't trust her, I don't either, but this mission is too important. If she is telling the truth, then we need to move now. We need to change our plan and get what we are here for before Rosco can ruin it. If she is lying, then we will deal with it, but we can't risk her being right."
Indra acquiesced with a huff. "Fine. We will move into the city, find our scouts and hear their reports. I want eyes on her at all times."
"I'll keep an eye on her," Bellamy supplied and Indra agreed.
Indra nodded. "Alright then, let's go."
/
Indra led her team into Saipan. They used the cover of night to assist in hiding, and the guards on duty were not paying close attention, so they were easily able to slip in to Saipan without question.
Bellamy was keeping an eye on Echo as promised, and the rest of the group were keeping an eye out for their scouts. They made their way to the area of Saipan that Clarke had told them they would find Emerson. The area was not off limits to the public, but it was heavily guarded, so a lot of the citizens of Saipan stayed away. Indra and her team stayed hidden as best they could, moving in the shadows and through alley ways to avoid confrontation. Trikru may be a part of the coalition, but those in Nia's army were not very accepting of any them.
They were moving towards one of the larger buildings on the very edge of Saipan. This was the building that Clarke had informed them was Emerson's home, but it was very heavily guarded and would likely be difficult to infiltrate. They continued to move towards the building, continuing to look for their scouts. They were moving through a dark alley when Octavia's eyes widened. "Indra, over here," she whispered and she ran deeper into the alley and crouched down. Indra arrived behind her second and found Argus unconscious and bleeding heavily from a leg wound. Flax was bent over him applying pressure to the wound, but he didn't look good himself.
"What happened?" Indra asked the injured scout.
"Rosco, the damn natrona. He attacked us. Killed all of the others. Argus and I got away, but he passed out here from his wounds," Flax informed.
Indra growled her rage. Rosco was Trikru, had been someone she had grown up with and considered a loyal warrior, maybe even a friend. The Trikru respected him and he was Heda's personal guard. How had he achieved such an honor without being found out as a spy? Indra was furious. "I told you," Echo said, earning a murderous glare from the Trikru General.
"Macks, Rey, Shima, help Argus and Flax. Get them to a healer. The rest of you come with me. We must get to the last Maunon now before that natrona can foil our plans," Indra ordered. The three warriors got to their injured companions sides and began to tend to the wounds before helping them up to get to a healer, and Indra and the remainder of her team made their way to the building Emerson would be in.
They made their way further into Saipan when they found the bodies. The three other scouts that were sent along with Flax, Rosco, and Argus were all dead in an alley, their throats slit. "Damn natrona," Octavia grumbled.
"Yu gonplei ste odon," Indra whispered, closing the eyes of each of her fallen warriors.
"What do we do now?" Bellamy asked.
"We do what we came here for," Indra replied solemnly.
They continued walking until they came up to the building they needed to infiltrate and crouched down behind some supply crates a good distance away. There were two guards posted outside the building's entrance and a lot more guards were walking around outside the building. "We need to wait until the area's clear," Lincoln whispered.
"Sha," Echo agreed. She reached for the bow on her back, "I'll take left."
Indra huffed but didn't argue and she watched as Echo and Lincoln both nocked an arrow on their bows and took aim. "On my mark." The two archers nodded and waited for Indra's signal. Indra waited patiently for her moment, and it soon came, when the area cleared of Ice Nation warriors. She made flicking motion with her wrist and watched as two arrows soared through the air and embedded themselves in the two guards at their post.
Once the two guards were out, Indra popped up from her crouched position and the rest followed behind her. They entered the building carefully, pulling the two bodies in with them to avoid drawing unwanted attention. Sure, at some point it would be noticed that there were no guards outside, but hopefully it wouldn't be realized until they had already done what they had come to do.
"We need to move quickly," Indra started once everyone was inside. "Rosco has likely already warned them of our arrival. Be ready for anything." She pulled her sword from its scabbard and made her way down the first hallway. They entered the first door they came to and inside were two warriors with their backs to them. Indra and Octavia slowly crept up from behind the two unsuspecting warriors, and they attacked simultaneously, taking out the two warriors silently. "Keep moving," Indra said.
They moved farther into the building and continued to silently take out their enemies until they came up to a door that was cracked open. Octavia prepared to storm through, but Indra grabbed her arm and held her back. She shook her head and brought a finger to her lips. Octavia froze and stared at her mentor in confusion, until she heard the faint sound of voices from inside the door.
"The Trikru will be here any moment. You need to get him out of here." The voice of none other than Rosco said.
"They aren't good enough to get in here and get to him. You worry too much Rosco," another voice said from inside the room.
"Lexa kom Trikru sent some of her best warriors. I took care of some but not all. Do not underestimate them." Indra heard, sneering at the informal use of the Commander's name.
A sigh, "Fine. Arlo, go and gather more warriors. Post them on any entrance in the building and warn the guards outside. Tell them to keep their eyes open. No one is to enter this building unless they are cleared by me."
A grunt of understanding, from who Indra assumed was Arlo, was heard and she heard footsteps start to near the door. Octavia and Bellamy both tensed and looked ready to pounce, as the footprints approached them, but Indra held her hand out to calm them. Indra waited as the footsteps grew louder and a shadow appeared from under the door. The door started to open further and that was when Indra struck. She broke the door in and sent Arlo flying backwards on impact. Octavia and the others entered the room behind their leader.
They expected to find three warriors inside the room, unfortunately for them, the room was bigger than they expected and there were more warriors inside who had been silent during the conversation they had overheard. Everyone in the room was frozen for a moment as they took in the scene before everything descended into chaos.
The Ice Nation warriors charged at the intruders and Indra and her team fought back. Indra took out one of the Azgeda warriors when she noticed a small group of men running to another door in the room to flee instead of fight. One of the men that was running turned around, showing his face, and Octavia recognized him immediately, "That's Emerson," she called out.
She raced after him, and was so distracted with trying to catch up to him, she didn't notice the attacker coming up behind her. Lincoln had just taken out one of his attackers and his eyes widened when he saw the man approaching his loves back. "Octavia!" He called out and he took two large steps before throwing himself at her, pushing her out of harm's way. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't able to avoid the blade and it pierced his side.
Octavia's eyes widened, but she gathered herself and took out the man that had just stabbed her love. "Lincoln!" She said, kneeling down by his side, worry plainly written on her face.
She ripped a part of his shirt off and applied pressure to his wound. "Octavia," he said, his voice pained. "I'm fine. Go after Emerson."
Octavia's head snapped up to the door Emerson had escaped from and then back to Lincoln on the ground. She was clearly conflicted. Luckily for her, Bellamy came up and crouched down on Lincoln's other side. "I got this O. Go!"
Octavia looked around the room and saw Indra, Fiya, and Echo taking out the last remaining warriors in the room. She looked back at her brother who had replaced her hold on the makeshift bandages on Lincoln's side, so she hopped up to her feet and made a beeline for the door. Her momentum sent her crashing out of the room and her shoulder collided with the wall, but she pushed herself off of it and sprinted down the hall.
She followed the path that the retreating Emerson and his few guards had made and she came up to one closed door. She burst into the room, but it was empty. She scanned the room for another door, but saw none. Then she saw the window to her right. She raced to the window and looked outside where Emerson and a few of his guards had mounted horses and were racing out of the back side of Saipan. It made sense why Nia chose this location to keep Emerson in. It was close to an exit in case he ever needed to make a quick escape. "Fuck," Octavia cursed as she watched them ride away. She felt someone come up from behind her and turned to see Indra, "We failed." Octavia knew what this meant. Nia was going to find out and she was not only going to punish one of her best friends, but she was going to launch a missile and kill hundreds if not thousands. Clarke had done everything in her power to prevent that from happening, she had sacrificed so much, and they had all talked her into letting this mission happen. They promised her they would succeed and free her from Nia's control and the blonde had agreed, she had placed her faith in them, and they failed.
"We must go," Indra said, snapping Octavia out of her thoughts.
They made their way back to the other room and Octavia ran to Lincoln's side. Bellamy was crouched down on Lincoln's other side, and Echo was beside him. Bellamy's brows furrowed when Indra and Octavia returned empty handed. "Where is Emerson?"
"He got away," Octavia said, defeated. Lincoln tried to sit up and winced. Octavia pushed him back down, "Hey don't move."
Lincoln ignored her warning and sat up. "You must go. Get back to Polis and warn Clarke and the Commander."
Octavia looked ready to argue, but Indra spoke up. "He is right Octavia. We need to get to the Commander and warn her. It is likely that Rosco sent someone to Polis to inform Queen Nia of what has happened here. We must hurry and get to Polis before that rider can."
"Lincoln is in no condition to travel," Octavia brought up.
"No. That's why I'm not going," Lincoln said.
"What?"
"O, go. I'll stay here and help him," Bellamy said and Echo nodded from where she was beside him.
Indra prevented Octavia from arguing again, "Good. Go to a healer find the others. Then get out of Saipan. Word will spread of what happened here quickly. You must get away. Take what medicine you can get and return to Polis as quickly as possible. Octavia, let's go."
Indra made her way to leave and Octavia hesitated before meeting Bellamy's nod, "We'll be fine. Go."
Octavia nodded at her brother before leaning down and placing a quick kiss to Lincoln's lips, "Ai hod yu in."
"I love you too," Lincoln replied lovingly. "Now go." Octavia nodded and got to her feet and followed her first out the door. They made their way out of Saipan and climbed onto their horses. Once they were settled they raced back to Polis to warn their Commander that they had failed. Clarke and Arkadia weren't safe.
/
The past week and a half passed by at an agonizingly slow rate for Clarke. She had been forced to stay away from the Commander and was only allowed to spend time with Roan. He wasn't the worst company of course, but she missed Lexa.
Both Clarke and Roan had been cleared to leave Nyko's tent a few days ago and they returned quickly to their normal schedules. They both returned to accompanying Nia and Cyrus in the Summit meetings. Nia had made sure to rub their victory, their quick recovery, and their strength and skill in the faces of everyone as often as she could. It was really getting on Clarke's nerves but as usual there was nothing she could do about it.
Since she wasn't allowed to do anything on her own, Clarke and Roan were together always. They were either in their room, which Nia had now forced them to share, eating, or training. Their training wasn't up to their usual pace yet, but Clarke was close and Roan was getting there. When they weren't doing much of anything, Clarke would usually panic. Her friends were in Azgeda right now (hopefully) and any number of things could go wrong. One slip up and not only would they likely be hurt, but when Nia found out Clarke would be tortured and she would likely use Emerson or just kill more innocent people. Roan knew what was going on and he tried to comfort her, but he never really had much success.
It was currently early morning and Clarke was awake and she was sketching. She didn't do it often, but she was bored and it helped to calm her mind. Her friends were supposed to be back by now and they weren't which meant it was too late.
Roan was currently asleep on the couch of their room. The two of them had been alternating between who slept on the bed every day as a compromise. Roan had offered to sleep on the couch full time, but Clarke wouldn't let him. It wasn't the most comfortable place to sleep and they both needed rest and didn't need to always be uncomfortably stiff.
The nights in their joined room were not the best for Clarke. Ever since arriving in Polis and being with Lexa, her nightmares, while never truly stopping, had calmed some, but they still happened. Her reactions to them usually weren't as violent anymore but now that she was alone in her bed, they were. Roan always tried to comfort her. He was nowhere near as successful as Lexa had been, but he had helped and Clarke appreciated that.
She always woke early and would sketch or stand out on the balcony or just stare blankly at the ceiling since she wasn't allowed to leave the room on her own. This time was usually when her fear for her friends was the worst, but she was handling it. Roan usually woke up soon after she did anyway. He had nightmares often as well and his body was just accustomed to early mornings. He would usually wake a little while after she did and they would talk or leave and go train, and this morning was no different.
Roan stirred from his place on the couch and within a few minutes he sat up from his position and stretched. He could hear the muscles in his neck and back crack, but it was relieving. Clarke looked up from her sketch and smiled at him and he returned the gesture. He got up and walked into the bathroom and then returned to take a seat on the couch, across from where she was sitting in her chair. "Your friends were supposed to be back by now," he said.
Clarke closed her sketchbook and nodded sadly. "I know. They're too late." The bonding ceremony was tomorrow and Clarke knew she would be spending most of the day preparing for it. She had told her friends they needed to be back yesterday or she would be going through with the bonding, and since they weren't back that was what she was going to do.
"I'm sorry," Roan said sincerely. Clarke nodded and looked down at the ground dejectedly. She knew that the likelihood of their success was slim, but she had hoped, and it hurt to lose that hope. "You should go see her." Clarke looked up to meet his eyes and Roan continued. "I can cover for you for a while. You won't be needed until later in the day. Go and say goodbye."
"Thank you," Clarke said with unshed tears in her eyes. Roan nodded and he watch her get up. She knew that Nia would have guards posted in the hall, so she wouldn't be able to leave that way, so she decided to climb the tower up a few floors to Lexa's room.
It wasn't a difficult climb. She didn't have to go up too many floors and she was used to maneuvering around in dangerous places thanks to her assassin training. It didn't take her long to pull herself up onto the balcony of Lexa's room. She entered the room, nervous but also relieved to see the brunette, but she found the room empty, so she decided to wait for the Commander to return, hoping she would before Clarke would have to return back to her own room.
Thankfully for Clarke, she didn't have to wait long before the door to the room opened and Lexa entered. She looked tired and her shoulders were heavy, not tall and proud like they usually were.
Clarke moved to step into Lexa's line of site, but it wasn't the smartest move. She hadn't really been paying attention to the fact that she had been hidden in the shadows and that the Commander would not take to kindly to an unexpected guest in her room.
Lexa saw the silhouette of a body moving towards her and she acted on instinct, reaching to a knife she had hidden on her arm and launching it at her intruder and then she started to charge forward.
Clarke saw the glint of metal flying through the air and she reached up and caught the blade of the knife between her finger and thumb, "Woah Lexa, it's me."
Lexa stopped as she recognized the voice and her rigid body relaxed. "Clarke, what are you doing here? I could have killed you."
Clarke chuckled, "It'll take a lot more than a small little knife to kill me."
Before Clarke could say anymore, Lexa's body was pressed up against hers, their lips connected, and the knife she was holding clattered to the floor. "I missed you," Lexa admitted when they separated.
"I missed you too."
"How did you get in here?" Lexa asked.
"I climbed the tower from my room," Clarke explained.
Lexa's eyes widened slightly, "Clarke, you are in no condition to do that."
"Lexa, I'm fine," Clarke reassured. "I needed to see you." She swallowed thickly. This was it. This would be her last chance to truly be with Lexa before she was bonded with Roan. "They're not back. It's over."
"There's still today. It's early, they could still return successful," Lexa argued.
Clarke tilted her head slightly and looked at her sadly. "Lexa, it's too late."
Lexa took a step back from Clarke and shook her head, "No. I won't let this happen, I can't."
"There is nothing you can do," Clarke said, taking a step closer to the distressed brunette. She reached up and cupped her cheeks and directed her face so they were making eye contact.
"I can kill Nia," Lexa offered.
Clarke smiled sadly. "No you can't. If she dies, Nia's allies will suspect you. If they find proof, then you'll be killed for breaking your own rules, for committing treason."
"I don't care," Lexa said. She was getting frustrated now. "I can't let this happen."
"You can and you will," Clarke replied. She sighed, "Look, Roan isn't a bad guy. There are no feelings there, but he's a friend and I can find a way to be happy. And you, you are the most incredible woman I have ever met. You deserve the world, and there will be someone out there who can give it to you. Someone who will make you happy." It physically pained Clarke to say it, but she needed to accept it and she needed Lexa to accept it as well.
Lexa just stared at Clarke like she had said the most offensive thing in the world. "There is no one out there that I want to be with. I don't want anyone else," Lexa yelled, her body shaking. "I want you," she admitted in a whisper.
"But you can't have me," Clarke said in a broken whisper.
"No, you can't give up Clarke. I won't let you. We will find a way to stop this."
"Do you think that I want this to happen?" Clarke said, her voice raising an octave. She wasn't mad at Lexa, she was mad at the situation and her voice was showing it. "I have suffered from Nia's torture and torment for two years. I was beaten and broken down, but I accepted it, to protect my people. Now she is not only tormenting me, but the woman I love too," Clarke said.
After that time froze. Clarke didn't mean for that to slip. It was true, she had realized her feelings a while ago, but she didn't plan on saying it. It wasn't fair to admit her love and then less than twenty four hours later get married to someone else. She never wanted to add that pain onto Lexa, but she was so frustrated and so broken and it just slipped.
Clarke stared, shocked, into Lexa's wide eyes and then started to ramble. "I didn't mean to… I mean I meant it, but it's not fair… I just… It slipped-"
Clarke's rambling was cut off by the press of Lexa's lips against hers. It was hungry and passionate and Clarke melted into it. "I love you too," Lexa whispered when she pulled away, only to reattach her lips a second later.
They kissed hungrily for a few minutes before Clarke broke away. "I know it's not fair of me to ask, but please Lexa, I want to be with you. Just once, before I can't anymore."
Lexa reached up and swiped a few tears away from Clarke's cheeks, before crashing her lips back into Clarke. She reached up and rolled Clarke's jacket off her shoulders while taking a few steps forward and guiding Clarke to her bed. The back of Clarke's knees hit the wooden frame and she dropped down onto the furs, Lexa climbing on top of her.
Clarke's fingers found their way to Lexa's hair, tangling themselves around the long loose strands, careful of the tight braids woven along the top of her head. Their lips danced together, faces tilting so that they could deepen the kiss ever farther. Noses bumped and brushed against cheeks, fingers held firm to whatever was in their grip, and eyes closed and remained closed, allowing their other senses to take over in the moment.
Lexa reached down to the hem of Clarke's shirt and slowly pulled it up and over her head. They had to disconnect their lips to remove the piece of clothing, but once it was gone Lexa's lips returned. Clarke let out a loud moan as Lexa's tongue swiped across her bottom lip and then thrust into her hot mouth. "I love you," Lexa whispered, trailing kisses down from Clarke's lips to her collarbone, nipping and sucking on the pale flesh along the way.
Clarke groaned at the touch and allowed Lexa to continue the assault on her neck. After Lexa spent a fair amount of time on her collarbone, she slowly trailed down Clarke's body until she came up to Clarke's breast band. She looked up into shining blue eyes and received a nod and then she was removing the fabric. Once it was gone, Lexa licked her lips at the beautiful sight before her. "Meizen," Lexa whispered.
Clarke blushed at the compliment before she sat up and pulled Lexa's lips onto hers. Her lips pressed into Lexa's while her hands reached down Lexa's body and removed her shirt and then her breast band followed too. Clarke stared at the beautiful, toned body before her in awe, before she was pushed back down onto the bed.
Lexa's lips returned to her body and she pressed them gently against each and every scar that there was on the gorgeous woman beneath her. She left trails of kisses along each one or ran her tongue along the damaged flesh, giving each one her full undivided love and attention. Clarke felt tears in her eyes at the gesture and she couldn't help the whimper that escaped her lips. Lexa continued to kiss and lick across Clarke's body before she finally made it to Clarke's breasts. Her lips close around the blonde's pebbled nipple, gently sucking it into her mouth.
The moment Clarke felt Lexa's tongue brush against it, she let out a low moan, head falling back against the furs and eyes squeezing shut. When Lexa's thumb rubbed lightly against her other nipple at the same time her tongue flicked against the one still trapped gently between her lips, Clarke let out another, higher pitched noise.
Hearing that noise break from between the blonde's parted lips, Lexa felt her heart lodge itself in her throat. Nothing else in her life had ever sounded as perfect as the noises that managed to escape the blonde and all she wanted in that moment was to hear more of them. Breaking her lips away from Clarke's breast, the blonde whimpered in despair, but she gasped in pleasure when the brunettes thumb and forefinger pinched and rolled the nipple of the other one. Leaving her hand to continue its work, Lexa started to trail sweet, wet kisses down along the other girl's stomach. Her free hand traveled with her, and when she reached the beginning of Clarke's pants, she immediately unbuttoned them. She looked up to meet Clarke's now dark blue eyes and with a nod of permission, she dragged her pants down Clarke's legs. Clarke kicked, helping her to remove the unwanted clothing, and when the blonde looked at the older girl she laid before her in nothing but her underwear.
Lexa did as she did earlier, placing soft and loving kisses to each scar that marred Clarke's skin, leaving a wet trail along her beautiful, strong, pale legs. She started at the top of Clarke's thighs moving all the way down to her ankles and then back up. "You're so beautiful Clarke," Lexa whispered as she continued peppering kisses along Clarke's legs, her hands drawing lazy patterns on the blonde's thighs.
The complement meant more to Clarke, than Lexa probably realized and Clarke moaned out loud as Lexa's tongue continued to work. "I love you," Clarke managed to moan out.
Lexa shivered at the husk in Clarke's voice and could tell how aroused she was just by the sound, so she made her way back up her legs to the final piece of clothing that was covering Clarke. Lexa kept her eyes on Clarke the entire time she pulled down Clarke's underwear until she discarded it. Then her mouth was against her sex and Clarke could do nothing but moan as her head pushed back down into the pillows by her head. Lexa's tongue explored her, and Clarke felt her body tremble as her legs spread wider, allowing Lexa room to work. She felt the brunette let out a hum as her tongue swept through her folds, gathering everything she could as she went, and the blonde let out a long moan as the tiny vibrations ran through her. Suddenly Lexa's tongue flattened against her clit, and Clarke couldn't stop her hips from bucking into the brunette's mouth. Lexa continued to run her tongue through the blonde's folds as she held her hips down to keep them in place. Clarke let out a sinful moan as Lexa's tongue ran along the entirety of her sex before returning to her clit and running circles and a few other patterns over it. "Lexa, fuck," Clarke moaned as her body thrummed in pleasure and her muscles tightened.
Lexa continued to lash at Clarke's clit and one of her hands left Clarke's hip to travel down to her opening. Her tongue continued its work, pulling delicious moans and whimpers from the writhing blonde below her, and then she plunged two fingers inside. Clarke let out her loudest moan yet and she pushed her body down onto Lexa's hand. "Lexa, god, please," Clarke begged and Lexa slowly began pumping her fingers in and out, occasionally twisting. It didn't take long until Clarke couldn't form any words and her body burned with pleasure, "Fuck, Lexa I'm… I'm going to…"
"Let go Clarke," Lexa said before returning her lips back to Clarke's clit, sucking it hard into her mouth. That was all it took for Clarke's body to go rigid and then she was moaning in pleasure as her release flooded out onto the brunettes tongue and hand. Lexa continued to pump her fingers until Clarke's orgasm washed over her fully and then Lexa made her way slowly back up to Clarke's lips. Clarke moaned as she tasted herself on Lexa's lips and she kissed the brunette back hard. "I love you," Lexa whispered.
"I love you too," Clarke replied, and then she used her legs to flip the brunette onto her back. "Now it's my turn," she said with a smirk and her body started trailing down Lexa's neck, sucking on the beautifully smooth and tan flesh all the way down to her nipple. Clarke didn't hesitate to suck and nibble on one, while she pulled and rolled the other in her hand. Lexa's moans were much more quiet than hers had been, but the sounds that escaped the brunette's mouth were the best sounds that Clarke had ever heard. She continued to lavish Lexa's breast until she was satisfied and then she switched her mouth surrounding the other nipple while her fingers pulled at the now free one.
Lexa enjoyed the attention her breasts were getting but she wanted more, no she needed more. "Beja, Clarke." Lexa groaned and she threaded her fingers through blonde hair and pushed her head down her body.
Clarke smirked at Lexa, but complied moving down to where Lexa wanted her and sliding her pants and underwear off in one motion. Clarke stared at the now naked Commander below her and she froze, just taking in every detail she could. She was snapped out of her haze, when Lexa moaned and bucked her hips, begging for Clarke's attention. Clarke quickly collected herself and positioned herself in between Lexa's legs before placing a broad stroke with her tongue between Lexa's folds. Lexa squeezed her eyes shut at the sensation and she moaned out Clarke's name along with a few expletives in Trigedasleng. "Please Clarke, Beja. I need more.
Clarke continued to run her tongue through Lexa's folds until she gave into Lexa's begging and plunged her tongue inside. Lexa's body thrashed in pleasure and Clarke had to hold the brunette's thighs down to keep her from kicking her. Clarke thrust into Lexa with her tongue and Lexa continued to writhe and moan out Clarke's name.
Clarke could sense that Lexa was close so she brought her hand into the mix, running circles over the Commander's clit in rhythm with her tongue. Before long, Lexa moaned loudly and her release flooded Clarke's tongue. The blonde's tongue and hand continued until Lexa's body stopped moving and she whimpered as she became too sensitive for Clarke's touch.
Clarke quickly made her way up Lexa's body and placed a loving kiss to Lexa's lips. Lexa let out a small yawn and Clarke chuckled before peppering kisses all over Lexa's face. "I love you Lexa, and no matter what happens tomorrow or any day after, nothing will change that."
"I love you too Clarke. I always have and I always will," Lexa whispered. Their lips collided again in a gentle loving kiss and then they both cuddled together, wrapping their arms tightly around the other and they drifted off into a peaceful sleep.