Hi again! I just wanted to let you guys know that this might be the only chapter I can write before May 10th. I will be out of town from next Tuesday to see some friends of mine and I don't think I will have time to write that much. I hope you will like this chapter, next one might be more centered on Lexa's life, because I want her to deal with Gustus and all. Thanks again for the comments and enjoy reading!

Clarke couldn't believe how stunning Lexa was looking in that elegant white dress. A smile on her lips, the blonde walked to her and closed the gap between them, holding her waist with a hand and a cheek with the other. She kissed Lexa slowly, the kiss was immediately answered and the brunette felt Clarke smiled. Both would have never stop holding each other, but they were interrupted by someone clearing its throat.

They turned their heads at the same time, to see Octavia and Raven watching them with a smile. They were obviously happy that their friends had found the other. "You guys should get going." Raven said, tapping her wrist to let Clarke know that the clock was ticking. It was a good reminder, because she could have spent an eternity to contemplate Lexa and kiss her – and maybe a little more than that, too. The blonde nodded and give one last peck on Lexa's lips.

"Thank you." Lexa murmured in Clarke's ear.

They left the house, and got inside Clarke's car. The blonde drove, holding Lexa's hand and she knew that this night was going to be perfect. Perfect weather, perfect restaurant, and perfect girlfriend. She couldn't ask for better than this.

They arrived and Clarke parked the car in the restaurant's parking lot. Polis was the best place to eat in town and it was, of course, an expensive place to eat. But she didn't care, because she wanted to impress Lexa and change her mind from what she had been informed of, today. Gustus was sick and he had about four months to live – that's awful, especially thinking about the kids and Lexa.

They entered inside and a hostess assigned them a place: a cute little banquette with candles set on the table. The ambiance was really romantic and Clarke was happy to bring her here. It was the first time she brought someone that important for her there. She had dinner with her mother, of course, but it was different than being in company of the beautiful Lexa Woods.

Instead of sitting in front of her, Clarke decided that she wanted to sit right at Lexa's sides, because she knew she could touch her and talking would be more intimate. Everything she was doing was for her. "I wish I'd have taken you here before." The blonde admitted with a bright smile. "My mother used to bring me here during Christmas holidays, because it was my father's favourite restaurant."

"Thank you for taking me out tonight." Lexa replied, taking Clarke's hand between hers.

"We've never really been on an actual date, you and me. I think we deserve it." She winked. "You're welcome, I am happy to be at your sides tonight."

Clarke felt a small kiss on her lips and huffed. The waitress was already at their table, ready to take their order.

Lexa probably had the best dinner of her life, everything because of Clarke. They drank wine, they ate a delicious meal and they fought over who was going to pay – Clarke claimed it had to be her, because she was the one taking her to this place.

They got back to a totally empty house and it didn't took long for both to jump on the other. Lexa pinned Clarke against the wall, caressing her breasts, kissing the soft skin of her neck. There was enough sexual tension at the restaurant and now she couldn't control herself, she needed Clarke and wanted to please her all night.

"I want you." Clarke whispered and Lexa's hands drifted to the lower part of her dress, pulling it enough to reveal the blonde's sexy underwear. They were black and red and Lexa wanted to rip them off her body, but she didn't.

Lexa dragged her into her room. She didn't wanted to get caught (or more like interrupted) to do whatever she planned to do with Clarke. She slowly pushed her girlfriend on her bed and got over her, straddling her. She kissed her, pulling her lower lip with her teeth. Clarke's breathing was irregular and so was Lexa's.

They kept caressing and teasing each other before Lexa removed her own dress, Clarke helping her a bit. She had beautiful white underwear, assorted to her dress. They were making a contrast with Lexa's tanned skin. She could see the sparks into the blonde's eyes and it was making her smile.

She couldn't be thankful enough to Clarke, because she brought her on an amazing dinner and that she was an incredible girlfriend. It took her a long time before realizing she had a crush on her and it was harder to admit she had feelings for her. Feelings she thought could never be felt again. But it was amazing. "I love you, Clarke." Lexa whispered into the girl's ear. She felt Clarke pulling her against her body.

She saw her smile. Clarke was happy Lexa was the first one to say it. "I love you too." Was her answer and she had a beautiful smile on her lips.

They continued kissing each other and it didn't took long before both were naked, Clarke on top of Lexa, letting her tongue adventuring the brunette's nipples. Lexa moaned when she felt Clarke's hands inside her thighs and everything was tingling. She wanted Clarke as much as Clarke wanted her.

She felt her hand moving between her legs and Clarke smiled at her. "You're so wet." She explained. Her fingers were teasing, positioning in front of Lexa's entrance, but never getting inside. And it was driving Lexa crazy.

She took Clarke's hand and guided it, so she could put them inside her. She felt them and Lexa moaned when the blonde decided to take control of her hand again, fingering her girlfriend slowly, teasing her. Lexa glared at her and Clarke saw how desperate she was to come from her hands. Even though she wanted to make her come too, she wanted to keep things slow and enjoy every seconds of this.

"Faster?" She asked her, but Clarke shook her head. She wanted to give her the best orgasm she could ever have. She heard a small groan from Lexa and she closed her eyes. Clarke knew she wasn't really upset.

She kept teasing her that way for several minutes before changing her mind, Lexa squirming under her. Lexa felt the change of rhythm and moaned. Clarke kissed her, letting her tongue meet hers, fingering faster. Lexa arched her body and tossed the blonde to her side, muttering some non-understanding words. Clarke wasn't surprised, she already knew how the brunette's orgasms were. She smiled, seeing Lexa's body shaking, while she was attempting to recover from this.

"Oh my god Clarke," she started. "You should have. Warned me."

Clarke kissed her neck and answered. "What? Getting faster?"

"Yes." She replied. "I wasn't prepared, I made a mess… again."

"Shhh, don't worry. I always thought it was pretty cool."

"It isn't when you need to wash your sheets at least three times a week. Four, now." She continued, turning her head to watch Clarke. "That was still pretty good."

"Only good? I think I deserve better than 'good', Lexa."

"Okay, okay, you're fucking amazing. And I love you."

"What?" Clarke said with a smile, like she didn't hear what she had just said.

"I love you, Clarke Griffin, sex goddess and keeper of my heart." She said, leaning over her to kiss her lips. It made Clarke laugh.

"I love you too, sweetheart." She kissed her forehead. "And you're pretty fucking amazing too."