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After last nights episode which crushed us all we need a happy place. Please feel free to review or rant. I am listening.
They were all waiting downstairs for Ryon and his family to arrive. Raven was having fun ragging on her about the noise emanating from her mothers bathroom. Clarke didn't want to think about it or the fact they hadn't come down yet.
She was thankful when the servant arrived just then showing in a star struck Ryon who was holding another bouquet of flowers and his rather shy timid parents. The room went quiet, Raven swallowing down her next teasing comment as Clarke stood and hurried over to the family, kneeling in front of the young boy.
"Hello Ryon"
"Hi" the boy murmured shyly and thrust the flowers forward towards her "these are for you"
Clarke took the flowers with a smile and gave them a complimentary sniff. Aware her wife was behind her she told the young boy
"Thank you Ryon, I love them. You could teach the Heda a thing or two about flower giving" she sent a teasing look at her wife who looked slightly startled before turning to his parents and requesting to speak to them. After assuring his parents he would be fine Ryon turned all his attention on the skaiprisa.
Clarke chatted away to Ryon about everything and nothing. He thanked her for the new clothes and she had to reassure him she wasn't embarrassed to be seen with him in public. Merely wanted them to be warm.
Luckily her mother and Jayde arrived, both looking a little flushed and if she wasn't wrong her mother was sporting a large hickey under her left ear. Clarke tried not to be amused by the sight but couldn't help it as Jayde scurried off to join in the serious conversation being held by Lexa and Ryons parents.
Her mother joined their conversation and after Ryon had greeted her with wide eyes Clarke gave him a tour of the ground floor. He was in awe of the library where there were lots of books. She even took him into the kitchen to meet all the staff.
He loved it all and chattered excitedly about it to his parents as he held Clarke's hand as they walked to the fair. It was amazing to watch all the delightful expressions that crossed his and his parents faces at the many sights and sounds of the festival.
The food was the biggest smash of everything. They wanted to try it all. Ryon's parents eventually told him enough when he wanted a second sundae. He was upset but understood. His tummy already felt funny.
Lexa played a lot of the games, winning a teddy bear for Ryon and one for Clarke. They both hugged it to their chests and smiled at their favourite woman. Well Clarke's favourite. Ryon loved his princess.
Eventually his eyes drooped and they headed back to the homestead to talk. When he fell asleep he was taken home by his parents.
Clarke saw them off from the front door, a carriage taking them back to their home. Closing the main door she returned down the hall to where the others waited only to find, Lexa, Luna and the other leaders missing. Clarke groaned. What now? After missing out on her wedding night last night she desperately needed Lexa.
"Where did they go?" She asked the room in general and it was her mother that answered.
"Lexa asked to talk to them. Something about the council" her mother shrugged from the couch she was sitting on. Clarke walked over to join her, sitting close.
"Lexa entrusts the council to look after her people while she is away. They seem to be taking advantage of that, creating a class division which Lexa forbids."
"Then God help those people when Lexa confronts them" Abby smiled and Clarke blew out a breath.
"I just hope she does it soon so we can get back to our honeymoon" Clarke grumbled then smiled as her mother flushed and looked away uncomfortable at the idea. "Speaking of, a birdy told me interesting noises were heard coming from your room and you look like you were attacked by an octopus"
"Funny" Abby muttered
"Do you care for her? Really care for her?" Clarke asked seriously and Abby nodded "you spent a lot of time trying to convince us it was friends"
"Denial mostly. Her reputation, not to mention I figure I'm not worthy of having a partner again" Abby sighed while picking at the nails of one hand with the other. Clarke gently reached out and covered her mothers hand with her own.
"You have a lot of love to give mum. You made a huge mistake with dad, I won't deny it still hurts, but I know it wasn't malicious and Jaha abused both your trust" Clarke informed and looked into her mothers eyes to see the sadness and misery there "I know you fought against the ruling. I know you fought against a lot of others. Jaha was power hungry and a certifiable nut case. I never thanked you for saving my life"
"Clarke-" Abby choked out but Clarke held up a hand.
"You gave me and the others a chance mum. I couldn't see it before. Didn't understand it. Jaha would have floated me and the others as soon as we turned 18. You gave us a chance" Clarke insisted "you have a chance too now. Jayde seems nice and she has changed her ways to be with you. Life is short mum, go for it"
Abby didn't answer verbally. She merely pulled Clarke into her embrace and they held on tight. None of the others approached, could see the discussion was deep and kept a respectful distance. Clarke and Abby still had a long way to go but the divide was closing.
Clarke finally excused herself saying it looked like Lexa would be in meetings most of the night and she would have to wait for her wedding night again. She called out her good nights and made her way up the stairs. It was only when Clarke was out of sight that Abby became aware of another presence and Raven plopped down in her place.
"Everything ok?" She asked and Abby had to smile. Despite their ups and downs Raven was the best friend she'd had since she lost Callie on their fall to earth.
"It's getting there" Abby nodded
"Good" Raven grinned "so tell me about Jayde" the younger brunettes eyes were lit with mischief "the way you were singing her praises earlier she must be good"
"Oh my god" Abby groaned and covered her blushing face with her hands much to Ravens amusement.
Lexa didn't get to bed until the early hours of the morning after her meetings with the other clan leaders. Clarke blinked awake long enough for Lexa to crawl naked into her arms and apologise. Clarke told her to just sort it so they could get back to their fun.
For some reason that meant Lexa was gone by the time she woke in the morning. Clarke groaned and blinked at the clock which read 8am.
Throwing back the covers she stumbled to her feet and into the bathroom where she had a soaking hot shower and let her fatigue wash away. Drying off she walked to the walk in robe and rose a brow when she noticed Lexa's Heda clothes missing. Oh she felt bad for the council, serious shit was likely going down.
She pulled on leggings under black cargo pants, layered some shirts before pulling on a hoodie and slipped into big combat boots. Looking out the window and seeing drizzle she grabbed her jacket on the way out and headed downstairs. She wasn't surprised to see her mother, Octavia and Lincoln up and enjoying a cooked breakfast. She was barely seated when Echo dragged in a groggy Bellamy.
By the time an omelette was placed in front of her with coffee Maya had dragged Jasper down which left Monty and Raven and Wick. If they weren't up soon they would have to catch up. They did their best to ignore that the clan leaders weren't there and headed out in coaches back to the markets. They met up with Raquel who informed them Luna thought they could be in meetings at least until lunch time. Heda wanted a lot of answers and look at a lot of records. People needed to be spoken to. Orders given to the guards.
Clarke decided she needed to buy something more substantial for her friends back home who couldn't come. The only thing that made sense to her was to purchase things to help them through the winter. Gloves, furs and jackets. She tried to spread out her business to as many of the vendors as she could get. When the others saw what she was doing they decided maybe buying their own warm furs for themselves and others wouldn't hurt. They purchased mainly wolf pelts or bear as they were warmest. Clarke asked each vendor to wrap them and send them back to the Homestead.
They were most agreeable and eager to please. One of their guards muttered at this rate she'd need to buy a cart and horse to take it all back in. She merely smiled and said she would discuss it with Lexa. She glared when she caught him rolling his eyes at another guard.
The rain let up after a short period and they enjoyed walking through more of the markets they hadn't seen the previous day. Clarke found a better art supply stall and had to prevent herself from buying the place out. Raven caught up with them and found a stall that was offering all different gadgets. She was in techno heaven and trying not to cry or laugh at their conditions. They left her and Wick to it.
They stopped at one stage at a place that did pastries for a snack and at the vendors insistence tried all types of different pastries each. Clarke left her with some coin despite her objections and they continued on. Maya found a stall with musical instruments. She'd had a guitar back in the mountain and looked over several before choosing one she liked and some fresh strings. She was amazed at its survival.
They found other vendors for lunch. Clarke was intrigued by a vendor that had baked potatoes stuffed with bacon, cheese, onion and cream. Some got spiced meat on sticks, others seafood. They strolled around Polis as the sun gave bursts through the clouds as they thinned out. Hopefully that meant there wouldn't be any rain for the festival tonight.
Returning to the homestead they found Lexa and the others were still not back. Clarke was determined to have a good time on her honeymoon, with or without her bride. So she dragged everyone to Lexa's family pub where they spent the afternoon drinking and laughing. Clarke mock growled at Lexa's cousin for spiking Lexa's milkshakes but she firmly denied any wrong doing.
It was dinner time before Lexa and the others turned up, dressed modern to find all the others well into their cups and needing more food. Lexa didn't mind as she received a passionate kiss from her houmon. Abby told Jayde not even to think about it, she wasn't that drunk. Raquel just laughed and kissed Lunas cheek, the only sober one there.
"Is everything sorted?" Clarke asked when she pulled away and saw the flash of anger in her wife's eyes.
"For now. They tried to deny it but I ordered a lot of records be brought by high end shops that told the truth. I gave them until we leave to contact all traders and correct wrongs or I'd have their heads"
"They are lucky you didn't demand it straight away"
"They know this too" Lexa nodded "I reminded the head guards of their duties too. All are equal. They are to report directly to me now. Any more deceit and I will dissolve this council and choose a new one"
"Can you do that?" Clarke asked surprised
"Who will stop me?" Lexa asked "it's why I took Luna, Jayde and the others to show I had their support"
"Sexy and smart" Clarke kissed her again and Lexa's lips twitched in mirth
"And you, aI hodness, are well into your cups"
"Would serve you right if I was too drunk for sex tonight" Clarke claimed "payback for the last two nights"
"And that's the cue to order some food" Abby stated slipping off her stool rather unsteadily "time to go upstairs"
They staggered their way up the stairs and Lexa's family declared they would put on a smorgasbord that night. Several people were in need of sobering up. They started with breads to start soaking up the alcohol. Non alcoholic beverages were brought out too. Meats, potatoes, pastas and vegetables. By the time they rolled out the door with a full belly they were more sober than drunk.
They enjoyed the fair again, watching the performances, dances and acrobats. They saw Ryon and his family again who had returned. Clarke gave the boy a big hug. Lexa took them all to the pie stand for desert, ensuring that way the family had some food. She spoke to the parents saying she was attempting to right the wrongs and if things didn't change soon they were to let her know.
They left the festival early, there wasn't anything they hadn't seen but they needed to show their faces and show respect every night. Once at the homestead a now sober Clarke called goodnight to the others and dragged a smirking Lexa upstairs behind her, ignoring the cat calls and laughs and her mothers mortification.
Once in the privacy of their rooms Clarke practically attacked Lexa in her need to consume the brunette. Not that Lexa minded. It had been too many nights since she had Clarke spread beneath her. Clarke never gave in easily and this time was no exception as they fought for dominance with lips and tongue.
They practically tore their jackets from each other's shoulders and dropped them at the door. Lexa would manage to push Clarke so many steps towards the bedroom, before Clarke managed to spin her and shove her a few steps. Lexa growled and cupping her houmons buttocks lifted so that Clarke could wrap her legs around her.
"You're back" Clarke whispered.
"Is fine" Lexa shoved her against the lounge wall, pushing into her and arching her hips to rub against Clarke who groaned. "Let me show you how fine"
"Fuck" Clarke cried out
"That the idea" Lexa smirked spinning them away from the wall and towards their bedroom. She didn't stop until she dropped Clarke on the bed. She waited for her wife to crawl backwards up the bed until she was lying amongst before reaching for her shoes, growling as the lace ups took time to undo before kicking off her own simple slip ons as Clarke lay panting on the bed watching.
Lexa shucked her jumper and jeans too before crawling up and over the blonde.
"Hello Mrs Griffin" she whispered "you're so beautiful"
"Hello Mrs Griffin yourself" Clarke beamed curling a hand around her wife's neck and one at the small of her back. "I do believe it's you who is the beauty"
"I am honoured to carry your name" Lexa whispered giving in to Clarke's pull and laying fully on her. "Ai hod yu in"
"I love you too" Clarke whispered as Lexa took her mouth with a gentle reverence that brought tears to her eyes but did not spill. The kiss soon deepened, their passion burning bright and all consuming as they struggled to remove clothes between frantic kisses and searching hands.
Clarke gasped arching high, fingers threading into dark hair as pouty lips sealed around a nipple and sucked strongly. A breathy moan escaped when fingers pinched the nipple not being consumed by said lips, followed by a cry when teeth bit then a tongue soothed. Wet heat soaked Clarke's thighs and bedsheets the same time they coated Lexa's belly as she moved from one breast to the other and back to the first. Clarke begged and pleaded and Lexa barely gave an inch as she worshipped Clarke's body with mouth and hands.
Finally though Lexa moved down between her thighs and Clarke looked down to meet green eyes as a pink tongue flicked out to lick her from bottom to top. Clarke cried out arching high, causing Lexa to hold her down with her arms.
"Hmm you taste of the finest nectar of the gods" Lexa whispered and swirled her tongue around Clarke again, delighting in her taste, knowing she will never get enough. She held Clarke still, mindful of the blondes cries above her as she drank her share, taking time to send her tongue deep inside, then withdrawing to lap and suck up all the juices. She swirled her tongue across Clarke's clit then pressed her mouth close to suck and nibble on it. Every time Clarke got close she would pull away, feathering her touches, teasing, before diving in again.
The third time she did it Clarke told her if she wanted any reciprocation she better get the fuck to it and make her come already. Lexa surged up her body then, kissing her passionate and letting Clarke taste her own juices. She searched and found Clarke's opening and sent two fingers deep. Straddling her lovers thigh she pressed her own clit to a smooth thigh and used her hip on the back of her hand to push her fingers inside Clarke in a slow but strong rhythm that soon had her wife moaning.
Lexa loved fucking her wife, just hearing her, watching her made her own pleasure skyrocket and as her swollen clit dragged along Clarke's thigh stimulating it she had no problems in keeping up with Clarke. She felt her stomach tightening in pleasure the same time she felt Clarke's internal muscle fluttering around her fingers. She pulled out of the kiss and pressed her brow to Clarke's.
"Look at me" she husked desperately and saw Clarke's eyes pop, saw the amazing blue gaze up at her adoringly "I love you houmon. Cum for me" she begged sending her fingers deep and curling them as her thumb found the blondes clit. Clarke screamed, but never took her eyes from Lexa as muscles clamped tight around fingers, pulsing over and over.
Lexa fell over the edge herself, a strangled cry leaving her mouth, the emotions that swamped her body bringing tears to her eyes. Clarke witnessed this and cupped her cheeks. Eyes searching each other's as they came down together, breathing harsh. Lexa leant in again and softly kissed Clarke. "I love you so much. You are my heart and soul"
"And you are mine" Clarke murmured, wrapping her arms around Lexa's neck as she buried her face into her shoulder. They held each other for long minutes, Clarke gathering her strength and getting ready before she flipped Lexa smoothly, grinning down at the startled brunette and leant in to kiss her. "My turn". Lexa gulped, her eyes going dark. Clarke grinned evilly and latched onto her pulse point making the brunette hiss.
"Mine" Clarke growled and sucked harder. She didn't care if she left a mark, Lexa was hers. "You don't get to leave this bed until I say so"
"Yes Clarke" Lexa's breath hitched as the mark began to sting and Clarke pulled away with a pop.
"I mean it. No training tomorrow. You stay in bed. I'll make love to you all morning instead" Clarke's searching gaze met her own wide eyed one.
"Sha" Lexa croaked, swallowing hard and blinking back tears again, liking the idea very much. Clarke smiled gently and leant in to kiss away the tears from both eyes before taking her lips gently in a promise and starting them on a slower more gentle round. When they came together the tears flowed again, emotions overwhelming. Clarke still awed by the softer gentler side of Lexa and as they fell asleep in a tangle of limbs she made a promise to herself that no one would hurt her Lexa, not if she was around to prevent it.