Heads up team! This is a chapter completely full of debauchery. I will do a re-cap at the end of the chapter if you want to skip all the nasty bits. -T
Lexa picked up her items that remained in the room, her glasses, laptop and cell phone in hand and made her way to the spare room. She didn't want to intrude on Clarke. Plus, sleeping next to the woman she loved may cause more damage than she had already endured tonight. It was the respectable thing to do. Before she retired to the spare room she laid out sleeping clothes for Clarke in case she didn't bring any. An oversized shirt and some shorts Clarke used to wear.
Once she returned to her new bed for the night she turned on the shower and started cleaning the day off of her although she had already taken a shower just hours ago. She'd never admit it but she cried that night, in the shower where no one could see or hear her. She cried for having to deny Clarke, she cried for how much she's missed her, she cried for having to sell her company, and she cried because nothing would ever be the same since she left. Lexa spent nearly 30 minutes in the shower.
As Lexa exited the bathroom to change into her sleeping clothes she wore only a towel around her hair. She was abruptly startled by the body she ran into, causing both to fall on the floor, Lexa on top of the person she now realized was Clarke.
"Fuck!" Clarke exclaimed hitting her butt on the floor, quickly realizing she had a naked Lexa on top of her. "Oh... God... I'm sorry, I should have knocked. Shit. Are you okay?"
"Umm... Clarke?" Lexa questioned, Clarke had her hand clamped, unknowingly, directly on Lexa's bare ass.
"Yes?" Clarke questioned, eyes roaming over the naked body on top of her in a trance. "Oh, shit, I'm so sorry. Fuck, I'll go." Clarke had realized exactly where her hand was and removed it promptly, getting up from underneath Lexa in the process.
"It's not like we haven't been here before..." Lexa retorted with a sly grin on her face. Her subconscious wanted nothing more than to take Clarke to her bed and ravage her, and slowly it was taking over her reserve from earlier in the night. Her eyes undressing Clarke slowing when she saw taut nipples under her oversized Harvard shirt causing a heat to stir directly in her core.
"Lexa..." Clarke breathed out in a sultry voice, now grasping Lexa by the waist as she moved closer. Her mouth made its way to Lexa's neck with no noticeable signs of needing to stop from the other girl. Clarke's lips ghosting on Lexa's pulse point, clearly too turned on to stop, but too nervous to move forward. Within a second though, Clarke's mouth was on Lexa's neck, sucking sweetly on the tanned skin.
"Clarke..." Lexa moaned into the air. One hand gripping Clarke's scalp, the other pulling the girl in closer by her waist. Their bodies now formed into one another, Clarke's hands were roaming from Lexa's ass to her mid back in feverish tempo. Lexa knew she needed to stop this, needed to be strong, but her resolve had fallen and she was spiraling from the touch she had longed for.
Clarke broke away from Lexa's neck and moved up her jawline, sucking and biting ever so slightly as she made her way to Lexa's cheek and finally her plump lips. Lexa reciprocated willingly, the kiss full of passion and desperation. Clarke turned the pair quickly so Lexa's back was facing the bed which seemed much too far away. Slowly she walked Lexa back, lips and teeth biting the others as they made their way. Soon, Lexa's knees hit the bed, forcing her into a sitting position instantly. Clarke didn't falter, instead placed herself on top of the beautiful girl in front of her, knees on either side of Lexa's waist. Lexa holding Clarke up by her waist now. Lexa broke the kiss first, moving her lips to Clarke's jawline, kissing sweetly as she made her way down to the other's pulse point. Once there she lingered for a few moments, sucking slightly causing a moan from the girl in her lap. Lexa's hands readjusted to pull Clarke closer, one arm wrapped around her lower back, the other grasping her scalp giving her more access to Clarke's neck. Clarke slid forward, her center now directly on Lexa's toned bare stomach. Lexa's breathing hitched as she realized Clarke had foregone the shorts and was instead just in underwear and her shirt.
Clarke was searching for friction on Lexa's stomach, her breathing getting heavier with each thrust of her hips. She now had her hands clawing down Lexa's back, surly leaving marks. Lexa's hands roamed up Clarke's back beneath the shirt, the feel of her smooth skin bringing more and more heat to Lexa's core. She was thoroughly coming undone as every touch. Lexa moved her mouth from Clarke's neck and in that same instant Clarke removed the obtrusive shirt that had been getting in the way. She leaned Lexa back so she laid flat on the bed, fingers and mouth roaming over her bare stomach. Clarke had decided how this was going to go from the moment she walked in the room, she was sure, she was ready and needy and the only thing to fix her was Lexa's touch. She moved one hand up slowly, waiting for Lexa to ask her to stop but it never came. Shortly her hand was grasping Lexa's breast causing a deep moan from the other.
"God, I love how you sound." Clarke moaned out. Hands still kneading Lexa's breast, fingers slowly rolling the taut nipple, causing an even needier moan from Lexa.
"Fuck, Clarke." Lexa moaned over the sound Clarke's now loud and labored breathing.
Clarke moved her mouth to Lexa's opposite breast rolling her tongue over Lexa's nipple in simultaneous motion with her hand causing Lexa's head to throw back into a deep guttural moan. Lexa moved her hands to Clarke's back, repeating in similar fashion the same scratches Clarke had caused earlier. Clarke was dripping now from her center and Lexa felt it against her stomach causing her to remove Clarke's panties as far as she could until Clarke kicked them off herself. Lexa stopped right in that moment, realizing what they were doing, realizing how wrong it was, how much hurt they would cause.
"Clarke. We can't." Was all Lexa managed to say while moving the now naked girl off of her lap. It took everything in her to deny Clarke for the second time that night. Lexa started to stand up before Clarke quickly took her hand pulling her now on top of Clarke.
"Lexa... Don't. I want you. I want this, right now. I'll deal with the consequences, but I need this, I need you. Please Lex."
That was all it took for Lexa to say 'screw what happens' in her mind and firmly kiss the woman now underneath her. Lexa wanted this just as bad, she needed this, needed Clarke right now, and whatever was to happen, well hell, that could wait till tomorrow. Lexa's body was firmly pressed against Clarke as she readjusted the both of them higher onto the bed. Lexa's thigh was now in between Clarke's legs causing both girls breathing to become heavier as their wet centers found the much needed friction. Lexa moved her mouth from Clarke's lips directly to her stiffened nipples causing Clarke's back to arch and the girl to moan deeply. Lexa's free hand massaging the other breast as she moved her tongue in circles around Clarke's very perky nipple. Clarke's hands were now gripping the bed sheets her hips searching for added friction at her core.
"Please Lexa, touch me, please." Clarke begged.
Lexa almost came at the request. She slipped her hand down between Clarke's legs, knowing that she didn't need to tease, Clarke was ready and waiting. Lexa's hand moved flat against Clarke's center feeling the wetness that had seeped through her folds.
"God, you're so wet." Lexa said while tasting Clarke's juices on her fingers. Clarke immediately took Lexa's hand in her own, separating her two middles fingers by gently grasping her forefinger and pinky.
"Fuck Lex" Clarke said right before bringing Lexa's fingers to her own mouth, sucking off her own juices. This action caused another deep moan from Lexa who was now dripping down her own thighs.
Lexa allowed Clarke to continue sucking on her fingers as she kissed slowly from Clarke's belly button down to her hips, then her inner thighs and finally to exactly where Clarke needed her. Lexa's tongue separating Clarke's folds, licking up all the wetness that had seeped out from earlier. Lexa withdrew her hand from Clarke's mouth to gain a better angle deep in the blonde's core. Her tongue circling the other's entrance eliciting loud sensual moans from Clarke. Lexa's tongue plunged into Clarke repeatedly causing Clarke to grip Lexa's head tighter begging for more. Lexa knew Clarke needed more, she entered Clarke with the same fingers the girl had just sucked clean, Lexa's mouth now moving to lick and suck on Clarke's throbbing clit. This action drew screams of pleasure from Clarke. Lexa kept her pace, curling her fingers every other thrust hitting Clarke's G-spot.
"Oh fuck, Lex" Clarke's screams grew louder, her hands gripping harder around Lexa's scalp. "Oh god" Her left hand now moving to grab Lexa's free hand, not realizing her engagement ring was still on. Lexa on the other hand felt it immediately, but couldn't bring herself to stop. Her lips now wrapped completely around Clarke's aching nub, sucking and caressing it with her tongue. "Fuck Lexa, I'm going to cum." Clarke screamed out to Lexa causing deep guttural moans from Lexa herself. Lexa kept up her pace, waiting for Clarke's moment of ecstasy.
Clarke came quickly after that, not stopping for a moment before bringing Lexa's mouth to her own, tasting her wetness on Lexa's lips. After a few moments Clarke flipped Lexa over, so she was now on top. Lexa had long since let go of Clarke's hand which held her engagement ring. Clarke sucked on Lexa's lower lip, her hand slipping slowly between the two bodies, moving its way south towards Lexa's aching center. Clarke slipped two finger between Lexa's folds, feeling immediately how wet Lexa was for her. She removed her hand, and moved her fingers towards Lexa's mouth.
"Taste yourself, baby." Clarke prompted. Lexa opened her mouth to accept her eyes slightly questioning Clarke, but not enough to be noticed. Clarke's actions were quickly turning Lexa's need to complete desperation. "What do you want Lex? Tell me?"
"I want you."
"Tell me exactly what you want…"
"I want you to taste me and fuck me, God, just touch me Clarke, I want all of it, all of you." Lexa was desperate, which was rare for her. Normally, she was always in control, especially when it came to sex.
"Good, I plan of giving it to you."
Clarke moved her hand back into Lexa's folds eliciting a slurry of moans. Clarke moved slowly but purposefully, her fingers tracing circles at Lexa's entrance slowly. Her mouth now wrapped around Lexa's nipple, caressing and sucking in motion with her fingers. She moved her mouth slowly down Lexa's stomach, her tongue moved over the ripples of Lexa's abs. Her tongue made its way between Lexa's lower lips, tasting Lexa's wetness. Clarke's finger thrusting in and out of Lexa in hurried fashion. Lexa was close and Clarke could tell.
"Fuck, oh my God, Clarke." Lexa's voice was breathy. "Oh, God, I'm coming, don't stop." Lexa was screaming now as she came undone. Clarke let Lexa ride it out until she landed unceremoniously on top of the now sweaty and panting Lexa.
"Lexa, I-"
"No, not yet." Lexa interrupted. She knew what Clarke was planning on saying, and she knew she couldn't hear it yet. Not until it was real.
"Okay, okay" Clarke knew what Lexa meant by that. Instead she laid in silence on top of the girl she loved.
Nothing needed to be said, both girls were fighting their own personal demons inside now. Lexa, fighting with what she had let Clarke do, and Clarke fighting with cheating on her amazing fiancé. It was nearly 3 in the morning and both girls far past tired quickly fell asleep.
Clarke's sleep was filled with nightmares. Most likely caused from the guilt she was feeling for her future husband. Lexa on the other hand finally had a peaceful night's sleep. The first in many months.
Clarke woke early, only a few hours after the two had fallen asleep. It was only 6am, and she was sure Lexa would probably sleep until 7 or 8 since they had stayed up so late. Thinking back on it, Clarke's stomach flip. 'Oh my God, what did I do?' Clarke thought to herself as she realized everything that had gone on last night.
Lexa woke to an empty bed. This immediately concerned her, mainly because Clarke was known to sleep until noon most days, and trying to get her out of bed was like trying to move a building. She quickly dressed and made her way to the master bedroom to find that Clarke's bag and clothes were gone, and Lexa's shirt that had been provided was neatly folded on the bed. She knew then that Clarke was gone, that last night was a mistake to Clarke.
Alright kids, basically, Clarke and Lexa have sex after Lexa runs over Clarke coming out of the shower. Lexa questions Clarke, making sure it's okay, Clarke says "yeah man, lets do this" and it happens. Lexa wakes up to Clarke having left early in the morning.