Warning: This chapter contains graphic sex.
ALLIANCE – CHAPTER 12
Wicked Games
This kiss was different from their first one. Back then Lexa was trying to convince Clarke that she was a nice person, trying to make the blonde see her as more than just a savage leader. Clarke, on the other hand, was keen on reciprocating the feeling and kissed back with the same softness, but just wasn't ready yet to deal with such a whirl of feelings.
That was before lost battles and hard choices and betrayals and heartbreaks.
Now there was a completely different set of feelings bringing the women together: resent, power, lust, and the purest form of need. Without soldiers waiting on the outside to receive orders about a war about to come to life they could take their time and finally give themselves entirely to the burning desire going through their veins.
It was a rushed kiss, animalistic, almost feral, that left both girls panting for air. They barely had time to recompose and it began again, like if they had this irresistible pull between them. Clarke's mouth opened once again and Lexa's tongue invaded it like it was a new territory to be conquered, making the blonde moan and a wave of need traveled through the Commander's body, pressing harder against the other girl.
Never breaking the kiss, Lexa pushed Clarke against the closest wall, making their bodies meet again with impossible closeness. The blonde's reaction was to let her hands wonder through Lexa's body, starting on her thin waist, passing through the sides of her breasts and landing on her hair. While one hand buried fingers on Lexa's tresses, the other cupped her left breast forcefully, making the Commander break the kiss to gasp.
This gave Clarke the advantage to turn around their positions, throwing the brunette against the cold wall. As soon as it was done, she resumed the attack on parted lips, starting the kiss once again.
This was a game of seduction and right now Clarke was winning.
Pale hands met tanned skin beneath the blouse for the first time, making Lexa shiver. Clarke pulled the stupid piece of cloth up and removed it, immediately rewarded with the sight of Lexa's breasts, peaks fully hardened by the sudden contact with cold air and sheer arousal.
The Commander wasn't even making an effort to regain the advantage. She was simply enjoying the game.
Clarke's hands were soon cupping both breasts at the same time, thumbs brushing against her nipples. Meanwhile, the blonde's mouth sucked on Lexa's neck, from under her ear until reaching her pulse point. Her fingers kept working and tentatively pinched both nipples at the same time. Lexa's hips buckled forward in a desperate need for more contact, but Clarke just chuckled on the Commander's ear, sucking her earlobe right after.
One hand kept pinching a hardened nipple while the other grabbed Lexa's ass, shoving their hips together. Clarke pushed the Commander's legs open and placed her thigh in the middle, grinding it against her center. The brunette forcefully moved her hips against the thigh, desperate for some friction.
Scratching Lexa's back with force, Clarke lowered her head and took a nipple on her mouth again, sucking and licking at a steady motion. Her other hand went down to the button of the Commander's pants, letting it open with no ceremony. She then started to lower her head, leaving a trail of saliva as her tongue glided through the strong muscles of Lexa's torso until she reached the last spot before the pants blocked the rest of skin.
Clarke planted an open-mouthed kiss on her partner's belly as she took off her pants, leaving the Commander only on her undergarments. She looked so vulnerable right now, so at mercy of Clarke's touch. It aroused the blonde almost to her limit, even though she was still completely dressed and had been barely touched.
Lexa just closed her eyes and leaned on the wall, giving herself in to the feeling of Clarke's ministrations, not able to think at anything but the way the girl's hands were making her entire body feel alive. Without warning, Clarke ripped the undergarments from Lexa's body, and so the Commander was finally entirely exposed.
The Sky girl took in the sight before her. Lexa's breasts were rounded and small, her stomach and long legs were muscular and covered with tribal tattoos typical of her clan. Some deep scars covered her skin, a few very old, but most of them looking recently acquired. The best part were her eyes: the green was completely gone, now giving place to a pool of black that pleaded Clarke to touch her, to let her reach the edge. And Clarke had ever intent to do so.
She claimed the Commander's mouth once again, kissing her fiercely, hands exploring the entire body now that there were no boundaries. When she reached the other woman's center, Lexa broke the kiss, throwing back her head and gasping with eyes closed. Clarke started stroking her clit slowly, finding the right pace, adjusting the movement according to the girl's reactions. It didn't take long for Lexa to start moaning again, this time a little louder and continually, so Clarke knew she was doing it right.
Supporting the Commander's weight with her free arm and some help from the wall behind them, Clarke started going faster, sensing that Lexa's legs were giving up. The brunette just held pale shoulders tight, fingernails buried inside skin, mouth open and eyes closed. It was a beautiful sight.
Clarke kept circling Lexa's clit with her fingers for a few more seconds, her hand getting moistened by Lexa's wetness, until she slipped a finger inside and the Commander lost all ability of standing. Clarke caught her easily, already predicting this reaction, and began inserting and retrieving one finger slowly. Her own breath was also getting harder, heat exhaling from her body, but she gave no sign of stopping.
As Lexa quickly grew used to the penetration, Clarke increased the pace, now also brushing her thumb against the engorged clit, circling it in sync with the movements of her finger.
The Commander gripped Clarke's shoulder harder, feeling the sharp burn on her center, knowing she was close. The blonde didn't even flinch, even though the fingernails were almost drawing blood out of her back.
Adding a second finger, Clarke kept the movements going, never stopping massaging Lexa's clit at the same time. The Commander moaned louder and louder, now almost shouting, saying some unintelligible words in Trigedasleng until she finally gave in.
"Look at me", said Clarke breathlessly.
And as Lexa complied her eyes met the blonde's and she came hard on Clarke's fingers, which were still moving up and down against her tightening walls.
A few seconds passed until Lexa was able to stand again, letting Clarke's shoulders finally go. She looked like a mess. A well fucked mess, actually. Both were recovering their breaths, panting slightly, as Clarke retrieved her hand from inside the Commander and took a step back, allowing them both some space.
When she raised her head to meet the other woman's glance, what she saw gave her shivers. Lexa was staring at her in an animalistic way, like if she was getting ready to attack a prey, fire burning in her eyes. Clarke became very aware of the wetness against her panties when Lexa threw herself on the blonde.
It all started again: bruising kisses, hushed touches, hands wondering through warm skin. But this time Lexa was in control, so she grabbed Clarke by the hair and dragged her along the room, slamming her face against the cold surface of the strategy table on the corner.
Clarke was surprised by the sudden turn on this game, but she couldn't help feeling aroused by Lexa's display of power. That had always been one of the things she found sexier on the Commander. And now there she was, face crushed on the table, back reclined and ass hanging on the air. She was at Lexa's mercy.
The brunette enjoyed the sight but soon decided that Clarke was wearing too many clothes. She grabbed the girl's covered ass and pushed it against her groin, bending on top of the blonde until her hands reached the button and zipper of her jeans. Lexa's mouth was dangerously close to her ear when she spoke in a husky voice.
"You'll pay for what you've just done, Clarke of the Sky People."
Clarke shivered as she felt the warm breath touch her ear, not even ashamed that she was enjoying this submission. She sensed that this punishment Lexa was planning was going to be extremely rewarding.
The Commander pushed Clarke's jeans and panties down in one quick motion, letting the clothes pool on the floor and admiring the beautiful pale rear for the first time. Her eyes darkened when she imagined what would those cheeks look like after some spanking.
There was no need to just imagine.
In one swift motion the Commander's open hand hit Clarke's ass hard, earning a hiss of pain from the girl. Then Lexa lowered her head again to reach her wife's ear.
"That was for not showing proper respect for your Commander."
The last word was spoken slowly, almost dripping with desire, and Clarke had to hold back a moan because it would be too embarrassing to let Lexa know how aroused she was by that simple word. But it was too late – the Commander knew it already.
Moving her hands from Clarke's ass to the sides of her shirt, Lexa stripped the blonde from her blouse with ease, proceeding to remove the bra. She couldn't help fighting a little with the clasp, since she had never seen one of these before, and Clarke's hands reached behind to help. Lexa slapped the intruder fingers away, too proud to not complete this mission by herself. She was the Heda after all.
Finally the garment was open and Clarke's full breasts got free. Lexa wasted no time in bending over and grabbing a fistful of each, filling her hands completely. She massaged them slowly, making Clarke let out the most delicious sounds as she felt the peaks harden against her fingertips. The blonde lifted her ass higher, grinding against the Commander's exposed center, eager to be touched there.
Lexa didn't miss this movement and enjoyed it for a while, but suddenly she was out of Clarke's reach. Before the blonde could protest, she was turned around, back now crushing against the table, her entire body exposed to Lexa's hungry eyes. The Commander just licked her lips, taking her time to admire the sight.
"What a nice feast you make."
Clarke gave out a wicked grin and started to sit down on the table so she could push Lexa on top of her, but the Commander had other plans and slammed the girl right back to the lying position, holding her wrists tightly above her head.
"If you move your hands I'll stop, okay?"
The blonde nodded eagerly and raised her head so she could steal a kiss. Lexa responded to it immediately by opening her mouth and letting their tongues meet again. Never breaking the kiss, the brunette lowered her hands and cupped Clarke's breasts again, pulling and pinching, and her wife used all her willpower to not lift her hands and touch Lexa in return.
The Commander finally broke the kiss and pushed Clarke's legs apart, exposing the blonde completely. Looking like she was about to strike, Lexa went down slowly, glance fixed on Clarke's darkened blue eyes, until her mouth finally reached the blonde's entrance. It was hot and wet, just like she expected, and the smell of arousal was driving her crazy.
She put out her tongue and licked Clarke's slit entirely, gathering the moist on her mouth and swallowing it satisfied. Clarke bit her lips at the contact, throwing her head back with pleasure. And it was only the beginning.
Lexa's tongue met her wife's clit softly at first, exploring the blonde's reactions with the tip until she found the right spot. Clarke was openly moaning, hands scratching the wooden table as the Commander's tongue circled her clit multiple times. When she covered it with her whole mouth and sucked, the blonde shouted, consumed by pleasure.
The tongue returned a second later, now exploring Clarke's entrance. Lexa stuck it out to the limit and pushed it inside Clarke as far as she could, repeating the movement several times, listening to the blonde coming undone. She then resumed the circling movements around the clit and brought a finger into the mix, penetrating Clarke with two fingers at once.
Sensing the orgasm approach, the blonde gripped everything on her reach: maps, miniatures of soldiers, mini weapons, little houses, plans of attack, whatever, she just didn't care: she had to come now.
Lexa flicked her tongue with more pressure now, increasing the rhythm as she fucked Clarke harder with her fingers. The girl rode her hand fast, matching the penetration movement with her hips' and soon Lexa felt Clarke's walls clenching around her fingers. With a blurred vision the blonde stole a last glance of Lexa's head stuck in the middle of her legs and gave herself in to the feeling of completely relaxation her body was immersed on.
When Clarke recovered from her climax, she sat down on the table and ran her fingers through her hair, trying to cover up the mess it must've been. Lexa was already buttoning her pants and she threw Clarke's on the table so the girl could do the same.
"Fine", said the Commander out of the blue. "I concede you an audience with my council in one hour. You can bring three of yours."
And without another word, she finished putting on her coat and disappeared through the back door.