Disclaimer: I own nothing
We learn more about Polis and Lexa the person. In this chapter and throughout the story.
Lexa led Clarke to the remaining door and opened it to show Clarke into the most opulent room she had ever seen, a dining, old world kitchen and lounging room. Everything was done in black, red and gold. It should have looked over the top but there was just the right combination of those colours, mixed with the pale walls, to scream class. Not to mention old world expensive. Either the Heda never came here often or it had been well looked after over the years. Clarke looked at Lexa and raised an eyebrow.
"It's all inherited from Heda to Heda. I had nothing to do with it." Lexa admitted "in the old world this was a hotel. A very expensive and exclusive hotel. This room was the ultimate room"
Clarke pulled away and walked around the room, taking everything in. Going into the kitchen she was surprised to see a small fridge there.
"You have power?"
"You just realised that? You didn't see the light poles in the street? The lights downstairs?" Lexa teased "we have wind turbines to the north, solar panels on the roofs and wave energy. I can show you if you like." Clarke shrugged, she had little idea how they worked but knew Raven would love to see them. She understood now why the Trikru hadn't been awed at the Mountain mens technology as well. They had seen it before. She turned to the large floor to ceiling windows. If she wasn't in love before she was now. Oh wow. She walked over to gaze adoringly out at the view. Her first view of the ocean up close. Real close, there was only about ten meters between the front of the building and the water lapping at the land. They were in front of what appeared to be a marina with an assortment of boats.
"Lex this is unbelievable. It's so beautiful" she whispered as Lexa came up behind her and wrapped her arms around her.
"I promise to show you all of it, or as much as I can before we leave. Right now I want to wash off the grime from travel and cuddle with my houmon"
"Ha. You just want to get me naked" Clarke snorted.
"Says the woman who couldn't wait for our wedding night to make love" Lexa teased and Clarke turned in her arms, wrapping her own around her lovers neck.
"I can't help it if I couldn't wait any longer" she pouted and the brunette rolled her eyes.
"You couldn't wait!" She shook her head "I took a lot of frustration out on my men!"
"Well you're frustrated no more" Clarke leant in to kiss soft pouty lips. "Now you mentioned something about a bath?" And with a last peck pulled away from her stunned wife and walked towards the door she could see beyond the lounge. She was just pushing the door open when she gave a shriek as strong arms swept her up and carried her over the threshold. "Show off, you're supposed to do that after the wedding" she gripped tight onto Lexa "Besides which watch your back"
"Stop harping" Lexa grumbled striding purposefully for the far side of the room. Clarke ignored her and looked around. It was a large bedroom and bathroom in one. A large bed covered in a black and red bedspread dominated a wall, or floating wall, either side of which seemed to lead into a wardrobe as she could see hanging clothes. The bed itself looked out onto a small private balcony and a stunning view.
Lexa carried her past that until she realised they were standing in an adjoining bathroom next to the biggest bathtub she had ever seen. A bathtub full of bubbles and bubbling away.
"A hot tub!" She cried excited as Lexa placed her down. She had read all about these on the Ark. Oh hell yes. It had a great view of the ocean too. It sure paid to be the Commander's wife. Though to be truthful she rather preferred just being Lexa's wife.
"Yes. I had the staff prepare it" she nodded over to the other side of the bathroom "there are modern facilities and a shower if you wish to wash some grime off first before getting in the bath."
"Oh God yes" Clarke planted a quick kiss on smiling lips and dashed for the toilet. Lexa chuckled and went about removing her armour and cloak before Clarke returned and catching her undressing sighed and came over to help. Lexa repaid her in kind until they were both naked. "Go use the facilities yourself Heda kom Trikru and come join me in the bath" she broke away and headed over to the bath and stepped down into it. "Holy shit" she whistled. Damn that was warm. With much oohing and aahing she managed to slide in just as Lexa strolled out and came over to her. She paused when she felt how hot the water was, a brow raising, before sliding easily in to sit in front of Clarke.
"I think someone forgot to use the cold water" Clarke muttered wrapping her arms around the brunette and pulling her closer, letting her hands start to wander. She just couldn't resist Lexa. Now that she had a taste of Lexa she didn't want to stop. She craved her. Her kiss, her touch, the sound she made when she came as Clarke touched or tasted her. She was addicted.
"We aren't having sex in the bath!" Lexa instructed and felt Clarke smile against her skin as she started pressing kisses along her neck
"We're not?" Clarke questioned
"No" Lexa groaned as small but strong hands came up to cup her breasts and the smoldering fire between her thighs turned into a raging inferno. "Fuck"
"You were saying?" Clarke asked knowing and loving the fact Lexa was a slave to her touch.
"Shof op" Lexa growled and grabbing one of her hands shoved it south. Once again Clarke loved that she had such control over Lexa.
They ended up having to hurry to dress. Both were well satiated though and sporting a couple of new love bites. Lexa pointed to the far side of the wardrobe and told her that was her side. Clarke was staggered by the choices; she never had this much to choose from before. She knew she had been measured but figured it was for a wedding dress and a few other small items of clothing. Not a whole wardrobe.
Quickly pulling on some fresh underwear and forgoing binding her breasts she pulled on a tight singlet top. She found some blue jeans which hugged her without being tight and a plain white t shirt. Last but not least a sky blue thick woollen jumper that was incredibly warm. A further look located a black scarf which she wound around her neck, one to keep her warm and two to hide the hickey. She turned to Lexa to get her approval and about swallowed her tongue.
Lexa wore tight black jeans, a red hoodie and what she believed the old world called a bomber jacket that was black and red and looked incredibly warm. Oh wow she looked like a badass still which brought about another problem. She got seriously turned on when Lexa dressed as a badass, even more so as a Polis badass than a Heda.
"Wow" she murmured and Lexa flicked her a look then smirked.
"No, we are late" Clarke watched her finish putting on socks and grab some knee high chunky black boots. She groaned, that was so unfair. "Get some shoes on Houmon, before Octavia bangs on the door and says something that embarrasses all of us"
"Shoes, right" Clarke croaked before searching her assortment of clothes for socks, pulling out a pair of thick long ones which she pulled on hastily while eyeing her selection of shoes. Everything from heals, to sports shoes to hiking boots to black boots like Lexa's. She chose the hiking boots, practical and sturdy. Quickly lacing them up and standing. Lexa came to her then, looking her over before offering a nod.
"Wow yourself" she smiled and Clarke about melted "But not warm enough" she turned and looked over the clothes before picking out a leather jacket with an inbuilt hood which she helped her into. The jacket was long, coming down over her hips and had an extra lining for warmth.
They stood and inspected each other in amazement, wondrous at how much a bath, shampoo, and some Polis clothes made them look different. Younger and less innocent than the Heda and Skaiprisa. Tonight they were Lexa and Clarke, young married lovers enjoying a festival. Clarke wondered if anyone would notice them with Lexa wearing no face paint, her hair brushed out to a shine and dressed old world.
She however was easily recognisable with her blonde hair. What to do about it? Going over to her wardrobe section she found a peaked cap and sweeping her hair up pulled the cap on. Then for good measure she pulled her hood up on her jacket. Looking in the mirror provided she sighed, she still stood out but hopefully this way someone would have to be paying attention to recognise her.
"Well?"
"You look ridiculous" Lexa grinned at her pout but took her hand "But utterly sexy, now come on we are late" she started to lead her out of the bedroom and into the living area. A knock on the door sounded and she called out "we're coming!"
"I bloody hope not, we are running late to meet the others" came Octavia's grizzle from behind the door and Clarke bit back a snort of laughter when Lexa snarled and threw open the door.
Clarke took in Lincoln and Octavia standing there, both in cargo pants, Octavias green while Lincoln wore black. Lincoln wore a leather jacket like her while Octavia wore some sort of thick dark green parker. Octavia and Lincoln were doing their own checking out.
"Damn Clarke you look good." Octavia winked at her before turning to Lexa who stood with her hands thrust into the pockets of her bomber jacket "Heda the jock"
"Jock?" Lexa asked confused and Octavia grinned
"Doesn't matter, come on its late. The others are hungry"
"The others or you?" Clarke asked, shutting the door behind them as Lexa looked too perplexed to give it a moment's thought. Seeing this Octavia laughed and grabbing Lincoln's hand dragged him down the corridor. Clarke took Lexa's small but powerful one in hers and started leading her after them.
"Clarke what is a Jock?"
"I don't know love but it must be incredible to look at" she winked causing the brunette to blush. Clarke laughed; she loved it when the shy, bashful, cute and loveable Lexa came out to play. It was going to make the night very interesting.
They all stared at each other when they met at the bottom of the staircase in the great room. They were all dressed similar, pants of some sort, big jacket, some wore hats and all wore sensible shoes. Mostly they just stared at Lexa in awe of seeing her dressed as something other than Heda. Lexa even blushed under their stares and Clarke went into protective mode.
"Stop staring. It's rude. Tonight we are just Lexa and Clarke. The Commander is on a night off" she instructed her friends and her wife. Lexa merely raised an eyebrow but said nothing while the others looked away and tried to fill the atmosphere with chatter on how excited they were. Clarke wondered what they were waiting for when four of Lexa's guards entered the room, dressed like them, clean shaven, hair freshly cut but sticking out like a sore thumb due to their massive size and permanent scowls.
Lexa gave them instructions in Trigedasleng and they nodded before they all headed out the front door. There were no staff to show them out and Clarke hoped that meant that they had the night off to go to the festival. Guards were still roaming the grounds though and a quick look up at the roof and she spotted the archers. She blushed as she remembered how loud they had gotten not long ago and hoped none of them had heard.
Clarke walked holding Lexa's hand as they followed the guards through the city. Her mother walked on her other side and she could see the wonder in her mother's eyes as she looked around. They kept the walk at a slow amble so they didn't attract too much attention and unaware that Lexa had instructed it specifically to help out Raven. Clarke suspected though and was grateful to her wife.
As they came closer they could smell the delights and their empty bellies rumbled as if to remind them they hadn't eaten since that morning.
"So food first?" Bellamy asked and everyone heartily agreed.
Upon stepping into the square they were assaulted with sights and sounds like they had never seen before. The crowd was huge and street performers on stilts were walking around while acrobats tumbled and danced after them to the cheers from the crowd.
Lexa turned to them and instructed. "Stay in groups of at least 4. One of my guards will follow you discretely at all times. Don't look for him. There are stalls all around the square. You will find all sorts of items available for free and some for sale" she looked at a guard who came forward with three small pouches. One was given to Bellamy, one to Raven and one to Abby "enjoy and have fun. Now leave us" she shot Octavia a look "You too. I will keep my Houmon safe"
"And I my wife" Clarke smirked before she was pulled by the hand into the crowd which swallowed them up.
"God damn them to hell." Octavia searched the crowd vainly "Indra's gonna kill me" she muttered and grabbing both Abby and Lincoln's hand plunged them into the crowd after them.