D.E.B.S The 100 style
Chapter n°2 :
Suddenly, she hit someone and fell on the floor, groaning and complaining.
"I'm sorry" the person said in a husky voice
"No, it's alright, I'm sorry"
Getting up with assistance from the stranger's hand, she brushed her uniform quickly and turned to meet them.
And Blue met Green.
Time slowed down. It all seemed unreal.
She was here, inches away from me… After all these researches, hours I passed writing about her, studying her life, her crimes and she was here.
My stomach flipped.
She had tan skin, percent green eyes which were shining with so much emotions I almost found myself breathless, a well-muscled body, curves to die for and braided hair.
The more I stared I her, the more I felt this little burning grow in my core, a connection, something tying us, I couldn't really describe it to you or even put words on it but it was there.
However, in seconds, this strange sensation left and reality hit me back harshly.
Empty warehouse. Criminal Woods. No communication. Gun.
"Shit…" swore the woman in mild shock mild anger
"…" gasped Clarke staring
And they both pulled out their gun to each other at the same time.
"You are Lexa Woods." Stated Clarke adjusting her aim to the criminal's head.
"And you are a DEB" Lexa mimicked amused by the blonde's attitude.
"You have the right to remain silent" Clarke began, reciting the famous lines when apprehending criminals.
"You're telling me my rights now?" chuckled the thief "But can I still stare at your eyes?"
Clarke blushed and sputtered her reply, feeling this intense burning gnawed at her inside "Anything you say, can and will be used…against you"
"They are truly beautiful, they remind me of the ocean, calm, yet deep and dangerous" Lexa continued tilting her head to add more effect. She would be lying if she said she wasn't intrigued. It had been a long time since she felt something like this but hey? Who could blame her? The blonde was… something else. She was tall, blonde, with bewitching blue eyes, a slender body, and had a gun aim at her face.
All in all, it was hot.
So they stood there, face to face, staring silently at the other but not moving even though the blonde looked a little uncomfortable, cheeks tinted in red.
And then "Here's the thing" she said "I don't want to die" and crunched her nose at the tone of her voice.
Quirking an eyebrow and adjusting her leather jacket, Lexa smirked "Neither I am" and decided to play a little with the endearing DEB. "Nice tie by the way, I'm sure it could be a good rope to immobilize your…target"
Ignoring the infuriating brunette Clarke went on with her idea "So, I was thinking, why don't you put your gun down?"
"And why would I do that?" Lexa mocked "Even if you are quiet the cutie, I'm not going to summit to you" she played with the security of her gun "Neither whores nor submissive darling"
"Duh, you are the criminal, and I am the good guy, I think I am more trustworthy- wait what? Clarke did a double take at Lexa's answer "It has nothing to do with the situation!"
Lexa's eyes shone with delight, the blonde was exquisite "Oh no? So you don't want to tie me up? To lock me in a cell alone with you? You don't want me," she faked a pout
"Yes! NO! No! I'm….arrggghhh, stop that!" Clarke whined, red like a tomato and burning in unwanted emotions.
"You know what? I was just minding my own business on a blind date, even if I was somehow forced to go" she muttered the end "when you guys, decided to mess with me, it's just payback!" she almost stuck her tongue out childishly in retaliation.
"No way!" Clarke spoke out without wanting to "You were on a blind date, really? With that Russian girl?" she pressed vengeful.
Lexa frowned "So what?"
"Nothing, I swore" Clarke put her other hand up in surrender "I just-" she laughed a little
"You just what?" The criminal challenged still on the defensive
"I am just surprised, I didn't think you would be… I just thought you were…scheming?"
Lexa snorted "Please, I don't need anybody to scheme, plus did you hear her? I'm not a masochist!"
Clarke giggled and tried to hide it in a coughing fit when the thief raised her eyebrow at her "Weren't you the one wanting to be tied earlier?" she taunted
"Well, by you, I wouldn't mind" she winked "With her thanks but no thanks."
Clarke stood there in awed "That's just blow up all the basis of my thesis."
"A thesis?" questioned the thief confused
"I chose to write my thesis on you" Clarke sheepishly said
"You're kidding me right?"
"No it's for Gender Reconstruction and The Criminal Mastermind, a very fascinating course"
"I don't believe you" said Lexa in disbelief
"But it's very difficult because with you, we work on hypothesis… and nothing else" explained the blonde excitedly and Lexa couldn't help but smiled in wonder "insofar… no one really….approach you"
"Yeah, except you" stated the criminal
"Right…no one except me" Clarke repeated lost in her thought not noticing Lexa staring at her softly.
"Sorry I didn't get your name earlier" Lexa stepped forward eyes still gazing intensely at the blue eyed woman
Snapping out of it, Clarke answered "Clarke Griffin, DEBS Skai squad"
"Lexa Woods" Lexa replied lowering her gun and grabbing her hand and kissing it charmingly
"Nice to meet you…" muttered Clarke
"The pleasure is all mine" the brunette whispered huskily keeping the hand a little longer in her grasp.
Clarke smiled at the gesture, completely charmed by the other woman "But" she said pulling out her gun again "You're still under arrest"
Lexa smirked "Really?"
"CLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAARRRKKKKE!"
The sound of a door slamming hard in the wall followed the loud shout of her leader.
"Come on, let me go princess" the brunette tried getting her attention back but still smiling.
Clarke faked a torn expression and finally revealed "I can't do that" and smiled smugly
"Haven't you ever done anything you're not supposed to?" Playfulness and mischief melted in the brunette's voice.
"Clarke, where are you?!" Anya yelled again
"Over here" Clarke informed while leaving her sexy criminal's gaze
Suddenly, a whirl of wind caressed her ear "May we meet again princess" and when she turned back to an empty space, Clarke snapped "Fuck! She got me!"
Octavia came barreling in her direction, gun at the ready and panting like crazy "Clarke!" she then hugged or more strangulated the blonde throwing herself at her body "Idiot! You scared me!"
Anya and Raven followed seconds later and Anya pointed "You scared US"
"Are you okay? You weren't replying!" Raven asked her while checking her for possible injury
"I'm fine, fine guys!" the blonde said giving them a reassuring smile
"What happened?" Anya still the pragmatic's one demanded
"She was there!"
They all looked at her as if she just grew a second head
Clarke rolled her eyes at that "Lexa Woods"
"Impossible." Stated Anya
"If she was there, you wouldn't be here to tell us" added Octavia worriedly "You sure you're alright?"
"Hum…Guys?" Raven tried to get their attention while Octavia and Anya inspected Clarke's head.
"GUYS!" she finally snapped
"What?" they all turned annoyed
Raven just pointed to the tiny diamonds laying on the floor and gaped like a fish.
"Holy shit!" cried Octavia
Anya stared and stared and stared and then looked at Clarke "You know what it means?"
Clarke didn't answer still trying to calm her raging heart and to settle the rush of adrenalin that erupted in all her body after meeting THE Lexa Woods.
"You are the only one who fought Lexa Woods and stand to talk about it!" Raven excitedly explained.
"Octavia" Anya scowled out of nowhere, breaking the tense situation
"Yessssssssssssssssssssss" came the angelic reply of someone who did ABSOLUTLY nothing
"Drop that diamond and show me your pockets."
"Kill Joy…"
Lexa left the building and ran through the parking to her car.
"A disaster! A fucking disaster!" Lincoln yelled hitting the steering wheel "Sorry, it's my fault"
Strange thing, the brunette only shrugged.
"You trusted the DEBS, you want just one week and they all rain shit all over you like a fucking puppy!" He went on angrily
Lexa looked at him sideway not really meeting his eyes
"What?" he snapped
They carried on their little game of look-at-me-not until the villain plainly stated "I think I'm in love"
Lincoln pulled the car over to the side, braking suddenly and coughing like crazy "I knew it! I knew Ninotchika was totally your type even if her thing with the chickens was weird, I felt it. Love was in the air!"
Lexa snorted "Oh hell no!" and crossed her arms laying her head on the window "Ninotchika was a fucking train wreck…I met someone else"
"I'm not following you here" He said suspicious
"Look, before I tell you, you have to swear you will not…explode?" she sheepishly begged?
"Explode?" he chuckled darkly "but why would I explode?"
"Lincoln?"
"Just because I got out of control ONE time-"
"Hum…Lincoln?"
"You have to admit that this time, you pushed me to the edge of my sanity!"
"LINCOLN!"
"OKAY, OKAY! JUST TELL ME WHO IS SHE?" He sighed aggravated
Lexa shifted slightly in her seat and let her braided hair failing in her eyes "What do you know about Clarke Griffin?"
"Griffin, griffin, griffin…" Lincoln paused, thinking for a bit, muttering the name under his breath again and again and then, he paled " .THAT' " he turned to her hissing like a veritable snake "Clarke griffin as in THE Clarke Griffin? Blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, plaid skirt and daughter of the mighty Abigail Griffin?" his voice rose and rose
"You forget an incredible ass"
"She is a DEB!" Lincoln lost it "No wait, she isn't just a DEB, she is THE DEB, the perfect score, the very baby, blood and flesh of THE Griffin."
"Admit it, you're jealous" Lexa threw smugly before getting out of the car.
"Hey, you just wait a minute!" he barked following her quickly in the middle of nowhere "She is the only DEB ever in the history of DEBS, to get a perfect score on the secret test!"
Lexa sighed ignoring him "Give me the key"
"Perfect score means perfect spy!" He tried to make her see sense "Their joy and pride! Their poster girl!"
"Well, the poster child of the academy doesn't know it ye but I have her under my skin" she sang dreamily but with mirth and mischief in her eyes, something he didn't see in a long time.
"What happened to love is a weakness?" he finally gave in when he noted she wasn't even listening anymore
"Clarke happened" she whispered softly
"Clarke happened? Clarke happened? Come on, don't you have something better for me? After all, I'm going to burn my ass trying to save yours from Madam Griffin's wrath."
Lexa actually chuckled at that "She made me feel again, no she MAKES me feel again…You weren't there Lincoln but back there, I couldn't stop smiling or even flirting with her without even trying or thinking, it was natural… As if we were mean to meet…I could stare at her magnificent eyes for days and just listen to her voice again and again and I would be happy, a complete lovesick fool…" she blew some air and shook her head to clear her mind "It was just some mere minutes but… She turned my life upside down!"
"You're impossible" he grumbled easing his headache with a massage on his temple.
"Maybe you're too old to keep up with me" she replied evilly
"Fuck you!"
"Maan, I hope" a dreamy expression crossed her face while she headed to the car, on the conductor's side.
"Hé! Where are you going?!" he ran behind her
"LEXA IS BACK!" she yelled while taking the steering wheel and driving past him
"It's not even funny!" Lincoln fired back while looking at the car pulled away
Nevertheless, the car stopped just a mile away "Too old Lincoln, too old" and the passenger's door opened
Lexa parked her car down the alley near the street called Arc which had a bunch of villas used by each squadron as a main quarter.
Clarke had said she was part of the Skai squad, the best one, so obviously it should be the best house…or maybe the one with the specific decoration-what the fuck? Who the hell put fake clouds and stars in his garden?
Well, whatever, Clarke was in here.
"I beg you Lexa….even on my knees if you want" Lincoln whimpered from his seat as Lexa got out of the car, checking herself in the side mirror.
Lexa closed the door in his face "Stay here, I will be back" she smirked arrogantly and faced the deadly villa.
She crossed the street quickly and pulled out her scanner "Here I come Clarke Griffin" and examined the house to find Clarke's room.
She headed to the back of the house while sneaking in the shadows of the trees. The front porch lights were on and someone was out there, so she had to be exceptionally quiet. She walked the perimeter of the villa until she was in the backyard. She frowned, realizing there was a force field, and pulled out a gadget from her pocket and drew a large circle in it. She smirked in triumph, the DEBS were so predictable in their defenses.
Her gadget created an opening in the force field that protected the whole house from intruders.
After breaking the barrier, Lexa dodged a bunch of red and blue lasers in the backyard and exhaled a puff of air as she finally made it to the house successfully. She climbed the wall of the house with the help of her suction cups and went for the second window on the left at the top floor. Luckily for her, the window was opened so she slid inside.
The first thing she noticed was the peaceful blonde sleeping like an angel in her bed. She was so beautiful with her hair sprawled everywhere around her head on the pillow. She resisted the urge to caress her soft cheek and just loomed over her, sniffling her intoxicating scent for a moment and straightened back her posture looking around.
The room was covered in drawing, painting or simple sketches… There were of beautiful landscapes, of her what seemed to be her friends, her teammates, of a man with kind eyes and soft features slightly familiar and of….me.
It was still on her desk as if she just finished it before she went to bed… But the drawing was….wow.
She almost, almost didn't recognize herself: her eyes shone with mischief and mirth, the smirk on her lips spoke volume and the way her hair flew around her… It was an image, a portrait of a past since long forgotten. There were details, even minor ones, like the little mole on her left cheek… Apparently, the blonde took her time to really look at her… A tug pierced her heart at the thought and then, this traitor began to pound loudly and harshly in her chest, making this moment, this woman overwhelming and she suddenly had this urge, this need to have her… She was hers.
So, she went back to her, bent a little to be closer and nudged her shoulder gently "Clarke"
Clarke stirred awake with a little whimper, her eyes opening slowly. Lexa smiled at the cute display and offered a raised eyebrow at sleepy blue eyes.
"Oh my fucking god!" Clarke jumped up, kicking Lexa on the chin and grabbing her to the floor in the process.
Surprised, the brunette grunted when her head hit the hard floor and mumbled about how violent the blonde was before jumping back up and fighting back… for her wounded pride.
They stood fist raised and facing each other, one in her pink pajama and the other in her sexy black jean, top and jacket "Wait a minute" Lexa asked, dusting her jacket.
"What are you doing here?" Clarke demanded while throwing a hard punch to the thief's head.
Dodging the hit, Lexa whispered furiously "Hey! What was that for!" and loosened her stance to murmur softly "I wanted to see you again"
Stunned, Clarke lost her concentration and flushed bright red "Why?" she gasped confused, why would the famous Lexa Woods come to see her?
"Well…" Lexa gulped "I was thinking about…uh…what you said about your thesis"
"My thesis?" Clarke echoed
"Yeah and between us, it's stupid to do outdated research when you can come straight to the source." She pointed at herself for emphasis.
"With you?" Clarke laughed
Lexa nodded "Come with me, you can ask me whatever you want"
Clarke's eyes grew in their orbs and she leaned back slowly, still staring at the criminal and pulled her gun up in one swift move "I'm not going anywhere with you!"
"Why not?" replied an amused villain
"There is a million of reasons" She fired back annoyed and tired
Growling, Lexa did a roundhouse kick to Clarke's gun and quickly caught it, reversing the situation.
Clarke stared in surprised at how quickly she had been disarmed.
"Must you be so hard headed?" groaned the brunette adjusting her jacket "Now come on"
Lexa Woods wouldn't be Lexa Woods if she didn't do anything reckless, for example, to exit the house, she decided to go by the front door.
So, gun still aimed at Clarke's back, she pushed her to walk through it and continued their little trip when a little noise coming from behind alert her.
Not thinking twice about it, she turned rapidly and fired…an arrow? "What gun is this shit?" She thought and then looked at the intruder, well it was hypocritical from her but what could she say, it was an intruder of her precious time with her blonde. Surely it was the person she saw near the porch when she broke in…
"Fuck, it's fucking stuck Clarke!" complained Octavia struggling against her jacket not looking up, she will NEVER try to sneak behind Clarke's back again, never.
"Hum" a cough pulled her out of her swearing fit "OCTAVIA! What are you doing!" Clarke berated
Said girl raised her head and was about to retort something crude to her friend when she saw her. Lexa Woods. Standing a few feet away, gun at hand and looking rather bored picking at her nails.
"Aaaahhhhhh!" she squeaked half terrified, half surprised "Clarke, quick, go back to the house, wake Anya, alert the base!" she said panicked.
"Shut up and move!" snarled the criminal, annoyed by the girl and her attempt at stealing her Clarke "If not, I will shoot the both of you before you're next intake of air" she added for good measures.
It was very effective.
Neither Clarke or Octavia dared say anything back and after helping the girl with her jacket (by ripping it in pieces, courtesy of Lexa), they followed the dangerous girl.
They were led to a black car and at the sight of them, Lincoln jumped into the back seat and sighed at the display… Her boss was a magnet for troubles.
"Get in" Lexa pointed to the car, and when Octavia saw the man already sat at the back, she hurriedly took her seat in the back, leaving Clarke frustrated in the passenger seat.
"Hi, I'm Lincoln" Lincoln said to the girls but more specifically to the beautiful black haired girl beside him.
"Where are you taking us?" Clarke asked grumpily, arms crossed over her chest.
"Where do you want to go?" cheekily answered the criminal
"Home" hissed the blonde with irritancy.
Lexa smirked and sped up the car, turning down a dirt road and then into a secret tunnel while checking on Lincoln in the rear mirror.
The two birds on her backseat were throwing quiet and longing glance at each other every five seconds but were too shy to act on it 'Open to love my ass' she chuckled inwardly.
Noticing the path they took, Clarke completely exasperated cried "What are you doing?!"
Ignored by the brunette, she quickly took a hold of the door in hope to sate her anxiety at the state of the road and..the wall they were speeding on. THE FUCKING WALL THEY WERE SPEEDING ON "LEXA, THE WALL!" she yelled!
Taking advantage of the blonde anxiety, Lexa put her hand on her thigh and squeezed it reassuringly while speeding up more and crossing the wall.
Lexa laughed heartily "Fake wall, sorry babe" and removed her hand before the now beyond angry Clarke decided to remove it herself.
She parked outside what appeared to be a secret club of some sort and turned off the car engine, taking the keys out swiftly "Welcome to the Grounders "
She opened the door and started getting out, quickly followed by Lincoln "Come on" she said, gesturing with her head.
The two DEBS sat still, one confused, the other tiring and annoyed at the criminal.
"Suit yourself but know that if you want to play the heroes and go back home by yourselves, you will wander the tunnels during days and even weeks" Lexa said closing the door and walking inside, Lincoln at her side.
"So…."trailed Octavia "A sexy, deadly criminal kidnap us…instead of bringing us in a dirty cave, she brought us in an underground club… I had to sit beside what could be the man of my dream and, THE Lexa Woods squeezed your thigh, care to explain?" she finished voice dripping with sarcasm.
"It's not what you think" was the immediate answer
Octavia raised an eyebrow
"She was in MY room when I woke up okay! She disarmed me and stole my gun and forced me to follow her! And said it was for my thesis 'sake!" Clarke defended
"Well, at least, you could take her on her offer" Octavia waved her hand
"Excuse me, weren't you the one, criticizing" she gestured between her and the building Lexa went in "this thing"
"Yeah, but now, I have to pee"
Entering the establishment, which looked like a giant trash can from the outside, it was just like any other night club with the loud electro music, the alcohol flowing in abundance, the people flirting with each other, the smell of sweat and smoke, the VIP booths… except that everyone seemed to be a criminal of some sorts.
As Octavia made a beeline to the bathroom, Lincoln nudged Lexa from the bar and she just had to smile like a cat in a cream pot at the image of the blonde DEB clad in a pajama in an underground crime club.
Abandoned by Octavia in the middle of a bunch of criminals, who she was sure half of them were searched by Interpol, Clarke tried to desperately hide her awkwardness in her collar until Lexa came to her, all smug and amused.
"Do you want a beer?" The brunette asked
"No!" Clarke replied exasperated but watched as Lexa grabbed two beers on a tray that went by and her hand before saying "Come with me" and pulling her with her.
They walked through the crowd who dispersed at the sight of the infamous criminal and even stopped for 20 seconds to share a laugh when two women danced very strangely together and continued to a table full of thugs.
Said villains jumped and ran away bowing to them as they approach, leaving the VIP seat free.
Lexa slumped on the booth and gestured to Clarke to do the same "Come on, sit down"
Looking around quickly and noticing Octavia blushing while Lincoln offered his hand, she decided she had nothing better to do, so, she followed more gracefully and let some space between them.
Taking a sip of her beer, Lexa tried to calm her furious heart and gathered some courage to close the the inches separating them "How long have you been a DEB?" she tried to converse in a vain attempt to break the tense atmosphere.
Clarke remained silent and sulked on her side, arms crossed.
"You know, you will talk to me sooner or later" Lexa said drinking her beer.
"I don't know what you're trying to accomplish by kidnapping me and forcing me to come here with you-" Clarke began staring straight into the green eyes of the notorious thief
"Oh please" Lexa interrupted her snorting "You drew me and I know that you have a lot of questions you're dying to ask me"
"I drew everything that happened in my life and every people that have an influence in it and OF COURSE, meeting the infamous Lexa Woods and survive to tell the tale will be something I will draw about!" Clarke retorted not understanding what Lexa wanted with her. She was a DEB after all, her enemy and what was this damn fluttering in her stomach when the brunette looked at her or smiled at her.
"If its helps you sleep at night" Lexa smirked that infuriating smirk and took a swig of her beer
"That's stupid" Clarke muttered
"Lying to yourself? Yes, I agree"
"Shut up!" Clarke turned her head away, cheeks red.
"Oh, and now that's mature" the brunette taunted with an eyebrow raised and the same mischief as before in the warehouse, swirling in her eyes.
Quickly, Clarke turned back to her but her words died on her lips when she saw the brunette's face. Okay, Lexa Woods was sexy and that gleam in her eyes? Totally fitting and breathtaking HOWEVER, she was still an infuriating brat.
"Because you're an example in the matter" Clarke bantered, lips pouting.
The thief chuckled, amused beyond everything at the blonde's antics "Tell me about your paper" she pointed out.
After a little seconds of hesitation, Clarke's eyes lightened up and a grin crossed her mouth "Okay, it will be your punishment for being an idiot"
"Oh?" Lexa smirked "You can punish me all you want darling"
Ignoring the flirting comment, Clarke explained "I guess my central hypotheses is that as a woman operating in a field dominated by men, you felt the need to overcompensate by being exponentially ruthless and diabolical than your established older counter parts."
"I'm not exponentially ruthless" Lexa denied indignantly
"Are you kidding?" Clarke said finally taking her own beer "For example, me, you, here"
"Interesting" she gave up, she brought the girl here after all "Continue"
Clarke's eyes shone and Lexa's inside melt "I think that these psychological forces combine to create a kind of emotional void in which you are afraid of love or being loved"
"That's not true!" growled the brunette "I want to love, I want to be loved and have a relationship which will turn my head and make me crave for the other's presence!" she continued forgetting how often Lincoln chastised her that she was actually not open to love.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to vex you" Clarke paused "It's just a theory"
"Yeah, well, what the hell do you know about my life anyway?" added the hurt criminal
"Nothing" Clarke whispered, not liking where her thoughts came from when she wanted to comfort the other girl and hug her.
Lexa huffed and finished her beer, already calling for one more.
C.U.T.E
The criminal's behavior was too cute to resist and the beer was too strong to help her mind and hormones "I just dumped my boyfriend" she blurted out
"If I say sorry, it will be a lie" the brunette continued to sulk
An awkward silence settled between the two women and Clarke kept throwing worried glances at the brunette
"Why did you dump him?" Lexa finally asked
"I don't know… It wasn't..It wasn't… I think that love, true love should be irresistible, like a drug. When it happens you just shouldn't be able to help yourself, you are overwhelmed but you don't want it to stop. I want to experience it, I wanted more." Clarke murmured and Lexa was completely transfixed by the blonde's passion, by the way she succeeded in transmitting her feelings, her emotions.
"I'm sorry, I'm just talking nonsense." Clarke apologized laughing.
"No" Lexa shook her head "Not at all" she liked Clarke's opinion, a lot.
"It's strange…" Clarke said "Why are you killing me?" she asked seriously
"So not into that" snorted the thief
"But you killed those agents in Antartica" she argued
"Pff" Lexa waved her hand "They died of frostbite or something and I never met the dumbasses"
"And the secret service in Peru?"
"Ebola" Lexa replied clinking their beers
Clarke was very shocked "You are not what I expected at all"
"I think it's a good thing" Lexa laughed "I can court you now without fearing a broken nose"
Clarke blushed hard. HARD. And they kept looking at each other with mixed feelings for one and adoration for the other
"And what about Ninotchika?" Clarke teased to hide her embarrassment
"Oh god!" Lexa grunted
Octavia was playing with her empty bottle and couldn't seem to stop blushing.
Lincoln had been a veritable gentleman.
He escorted her through the club to a table, paid her a drink, complimented her all night, made small talk and even invited to dance.
They were actually sitting side by side on a cough a little farer in the club, in a more secluded area and were whispering sweet nothing at each other while playing with their fingers.
It was a little game of mouse and cat but god, how good was it.
She was so going to jump him, criminal or not because he was too sexy to ignore.
"Your hair is beautiful, smooth and silky, I love them" Lincoln said caressing a loose strand in his fingers.
"I don't want you to go" he sighed and Octavia hummed in agreement "I don't want to go either, I would rather stay here" she replied and then climbed in his lap "or here" she blew in his ear and marveled at the loud intake of air he took.
Strong arms wrapped around her waist and pushed her into him more firmly, making all her curves crashed in his muscles.
"Can I kiss you my queen?" he begged smelling her intoxicating perfume and tracing her spine up and down "Please?"
And Octavia didn't need more to cave
Clarke was now leaning against Lexa's arm which found its place just above her shoulders.
"He was too touchy, always all over me and suffocating me! He never listened to me or even understood me. I don't even know if he even tried. He was just the good guy with the good background and the only one with my mother's favors"
"Your mother's favors? What are you? A golden trophy?" Lexa couldn't believe her ears, the blonde didn't seem happy or even enjoying her life so far.
"Yeah since my dad died, she just… stopped to care about anything except prestige and renown" Clarke snorted "It was him you know" she said "Who always support me, who brought me my first sketchbook and pens.. Him who told me about this school in Barcelona, him who…loved me" she sniffed "My mother didn't even talk to me since I integrated the Sky squad"
Lexa's face fell at the new, how someone as passionate and sweet as Clarke could be put through that. She felt anger, sadness and an overwhelming urge to protect the girl.
Without even knowing, her arm dropped on the blonde and pushed her into her side squeezing slightly in comfort but what surprised her the most, was the hand that stayed on her forearm as if to make sure she wasn't going to leave too.
"And even then, she can dictate my life like she wants…" Clarke spat and turned her head to stare at her criminal. Funny, Lexa was HER criminal now.
"I would let you give me orders if you want " The brunette tried to lighten the mood "I would gladly obey"
Clarke raised her eyebrow bur didn't look away "Really?"
"I would do everything you want" she breathed harder and harder, eyes darkening and heart pounding like crazy
"Everything I ask?" clarified the blonde struggling against the mutant bats flying in her belly at the proximity of Lexa.
"Yeah, everything" Lexa whispered, breath now hitting the soft skin of the DEB
"Hmmmmm" Clarke hummed stretching her neck and eyes fluttering at the hot and intense atmosphere
"I will make you happy" Lexa continued her forehead finally touching Clarke's and staring hungrily at ocean blue eyes. She inhaled the deep scent of fresh Jasmin and exotic fruits almost losing control right there, right then.
"Lexa.." Clarke dragged each syllabus and bit her lower lips, feeling pleasure, excitement, adrenaline and fear cursed through her nerves and clouding her brain.
"Yesss" half groaned half growled the thief, feeling all ounce of sanity leave her and letting her other hand caress the blonde's tight, trailing dangerously close to the most desired treasure….
"Kiss me" the faint murmur tainted in longing and inevitable desire reached her ear.
And nothing else mattered…