Author's Note: Alas, season three has arrived! Since a new storyline is developing, I'm going to try and head in that direction eventually (while keeping this fic Clarktavia). I haven't decided whether or not I'm going to write in Niylah, but if I do, it won't be romantic with Clarke.
Sorry for the hiatus, and enjoy this juicy ;) chapter!
It's nightfall and Octavia is looking at Clarke like a sad puppy. Echo smiles at the girls and wishes them goodnight before entering their tent. Clarke turns away and Octavia follows behind her, pleading.
"But babe…"
"I'm sorry O, but it's out of respect."
"Can't somebody else be respectful and give up their space for Echo? Heck, we can even pitch her a tent of her own!"
"We could, but letting her stay in our tent for the week shows that we can be hospitable."
"Well princess, I sure hope you planned for where we'll be staying in the midst of your flourishing hospitality!"
"Don't worry dork, we're headed there now." Clarke turns to Octavia and puts out her hand. Somewhat begrudgingly, O takes her hand as they walk to their destination. "Ta da!" Clarke exclaims upon arrival.
Octavia looks at the tarp living space before them. "Raven's tent? There's no way the two of us are fitting in there!"
"Three of us, Pocahontas." Raven emerges from the tent with a smile. "What, you didn't think I'd give up my place for you two lesbos, did you?"
Clarke laughs while Octavia smacks the mechanic.
"It won't be that bad, O. It was either this or my mom's…" Clarke shudders at the thought of spending a week in a tent with her overbearing mother and free-spirited girlfriend.
"Speaking of Dr. G, did you talk to her about staying here while we go to Polis?" asks Raven.
"It was a bit louder than talking, but it's settled. Though she's extremely stubborn, my mom is finally thinking about what's best for everybody from the Ark."
"Stubborn. Sounds just like you, blondie. Like mother, like daughter I suppose." Raven flashes a snarky smile at Clarke, who rolls her eyes. "Ah, I'm looking forward to being roomies all week."
"Yeah, about that...could I talk to Clarke alone for a minute?" Octavia asks, giving Raven the 'this is serious' look.
"Fine, I'll leave the lovers be," she says while suggestively wiggling her brows.
Octavia glares at her friend. "Reyes—"
The mechanic throws her hands up in the air and starts to walk backwards. "I'm going, I'm going."
Octavia leads Clarke into the tent and sits on a bedroll, pulling the blonde onto her lap. "That girl assumes everything's about sex."
Clarke snickers and nods, "Probably because she isn't getting any." She pauses a moment to become more serious. "So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Sex." She and her girlfriend laugh momentarily and Octavia continues. "I know that it's only been like three days since and it's been pretty hectic, and I don't want you to be uncomfortable and I don't want to be pushy, but hell did I love fucking you."
Clarke smiles and places a soft kiss on the brunette's lips. "Likewise."
"I don't think I'll be able to wait until we leave for Polis, let alone until we get back."
"O, who said we have to wait?"
Tension sits in the air. Clarke stares right into those bright green eyes. She slowly presses her lips to her girlfriend's, gliding her tongue across the roof of O's mouth after a moment. This elicits a soft moan as the brunette presses her hands to Clarke's hips. The sky girl removes her shirt swiftly and the grounder does the same. Octavia flips Clarke onto her back and unbuttons the other girl's jeans, falling back into a passionate kiss at the same time. She tries to slide off Clarke's jeans without breaking the kiss, but fails. She breaks contact and removes the remainder of Clarke's clothing followed by her own, then returns to her position atop the princess.
Smiling hungrily, the brunette whispers, "Now there's nothing in the way."
Clarke grabs the back of Octavia's head and pulls her into another deep kiss. She flips their positions and takes total control, pinning the grounder girl's arms above her head. She breaks the kiss, pulling at Octavia's lower lip while doing so. She bites her way down the girl's body and doesn't even pause once she reaches the folds of wet pink flesh. Octavia moans loudly, but this one is too loud. Clarke comes up and quiets her with a kiss.
She whispers into the other girl's ear, "Frankly, I don't care if everybody knows about this," she gestures to their naked bodies, "but I'd rather not have anybody barge in here mid-fuck because they think somebody is in danger."
Octavia nods her head and then pushes Clarke back down. The blonde inserts two fingers into her core and takes her clit into her mouth. She starts with slow thrusts and licks, but as Octavia strained attempts to remain quiet begin to falter, Clarke picks up the pace. She adds a third finger and pushes fiercely at O's g-spot. She broadly licks her clit before sucking on it hard. The sky princess' hand is soaking wet. Octavia bucks against her head, indicating that she's right on the edge. Clarke wants to watch her girlfriend's orgasm, so she uses her free hand to replace her tongue at Octavia's clit. Her blue eyes lock to desperate green ones.
The look of Clarke's face along with her fast-working hands throws Octavia into a fierce orgasm. She forces back the urge to scream, but a loud moan does escape. Clarke rests her forehead against Octavia's, her hands still slowly fucking her below. She offers a whispered 'shh' while still keeping the intense eye contact. As Octavia finishes riding out the wave, Clarke slowly removes her fingers and brings them up to her mouth, where she seductively licks them clean. The grounder girl is panting heavily, almost unable to breathe, yet she pulls the princess into a lip lock. Clarke breathes into her.
"I love the way I taste on you," Octavia whispers into Clarke's mouth. She turns Clarke over and begins to go down on her. "But I love the taste of you a hell of a lot more." This time she whispers the words into the blonde's core.
Clarke grips the mess of brunette hair and pushes Octavia's face against her, shutting the girl up and bringing soft kisses to her clit. Octavia slips her tongue into Clarke's opening, which the princess clearly enjoys as she hums at the action and grinds her hips. Octavia feels herself getting wet again as she continues to fuck Clarke. She removes her head from between Clarke's legs and the blonde disapprovingly grunts at the loss of contact. Octavia grins slyly before moving them into a scissor position. She pulls Clarke's torso up so that she can feel her breathing. As the grounder girl connects their wet cores, Clarke moans quietly and rests her head on her girlfriend's shoulder.
Octavia begins to thrust herself against Clarke, and her girlfriend matches the pace. The blonde turns red from pleasure and begins to make out with Octavia, their mouths still clasped together as they achieve simultaneous orgasms. They don't really move from their position, they simply collapse into each other's arms. Octavia softly kisses Clarke's neck and shoulder.
"You know, this is a little unfair," Clarke says into Octavia's ear.
The brunette flips her messy hair behind her back and runs her fingers through it to clear her line of sight. "What is?" she asks in response as she brushes the messy blonde hair out of her girlfriend's face and tucks it behind her ears.
"Each time we've had sex now, you've had two orgasms. Yet I, the queen of all pleasure clearly, only get one."
Octavia can't help but laugh. "Oh please, don't oversell yourself." She strokes the blonde's cheek when she sees the other girl's content smile. O pulls the princess into another passionate kiss, ready to even the score…
Until Raven walks in. "Well shit."
Without letting go of Clarke, Octavia whips her head around to see the mechanic standing in the tent's entrance. The blonde grabs a nearby pillow and tosses it at Raven. "Get out!"
Raven throws the pillow back, whacking Octavia in the head, before quickly exiting.
"Ow," Octavia laughs as she turns to face the girl whose body is still intertwined with her own. Clarke is laughing too. "I promise, I'll more than make up for everything you've given me," she grabs Clarke's t-shirt and puts it over her girlfriend's head, "but maybe not now."
Clarke hands Octavia the tank she discarded earlier. "Sounds like a plan." She lays a kiss on O's cheek and embraces her warmly before the two get up to finish dressing. "I'll go talk to Raven."
Octavia settles herself into the bedroll, slightly exhausted. "Don't be gone too long. I find that I sleep better with you next to me."
Clarke blushes and Octavia smiles at her own cliché comment and its effect on her girlfriend. "Dork," the blonde mutters as she leaves toward the workshop.
Clarke sees the mechanic tinkering with something and knocks on the metal archway to the workshop. "Hey, Reyes."
Raven turns around in her seat to look at the clothed girl. "Ah, come on in sexypants."
Clarke laughs a bit and moves to sit across from the older girl.
"In case you're wondering, the two of you were situated just right for me to only see Octavia's sweaty back and your red faces."
The sky princess blushes a little. "Sorry about that…"
"There's nothing to be sorry about, Griffin. But you should probably leave a sock on the doorknob next time."
"It's a tent, Raven. There's no doorknob. Besides, you knew what was going on."
"I did not! Octavia said you had to talk."
Clarke raises her eyebrows in slight disbelief. How about next time we'll come and get you when we're done 'talking' that way there's no…awkwardness."
Raven shrugs, "Nothing awkward for me!"
The girls laugh and Clarke gets up, then grabs Raven's wrists to pull her out of her seat as well. "Regardless, let's not have that happen again."
"Deal."
"Great. Now what do you say we get this very long week of sleepovers started?"
Author's Note: So while writing this, I decided where I'm going. After the next chapter there's going to be a bit of a time jump to get us caught up to Wanheda: Part 1! I'm excited for where it's headed, so hang tight folks.