"Do you think they are OK?" Was Raven's nervous question. "I shouldn't have asked them to do this. I should… Fuck… I thought it was a good idea… But Bell, looked so, so lost. What if he wants to break up with me? What if… What if he just doesn't love me anymore?" Raven was crying.
"Don't be daft, love. He loves you tons. That's why they are talking about whatever the fuck is wrong with my brother." Octavia took a sip of her beer.
"Yeah! Nothing's wrong… We just have to wait… You know them, they are sort of awkward talking about feelings and shits." Clarke smiled at Raven and sat in front of her.
"Princess, you don't know about that. Lexa was literally screaming at the top of her lungs that she loved you since the first time she saw you." Clarke smiled. That wasn't exactly true, but since the first time that they said those three word they couldn't stop saying them.
"She's just lovely." Clarke took a sip of her beer and was about to talk again when the door bursted open. A very much shaken Anya was there.
"What the fuck, An? I told you don't break the damn door." Raven yelled, Anya looked at Clarke and then she simple said.
"Lexa didn't do anything… Nothing… I swear Griffin, she is my baby sis, she's loyal, you know her." Everything in the room went silent. Clarke didn't know what was happening. Why Anya would say those things?
"Care to elaborate?" Clarke asked calmly.
"Where is Lexa?" The older blonde was scanning the flat for her sister.
"At our flat, with Bell and Linc. So Anya, what's going on?" Clarke was now facing the other blonde.
"Nothing." Anya was about to go into her room when Clarke grabbed her hand.
"Tell me. If it's about Lexa, I have the right to know." Clarke was talking deadly serious.
"Mate, she's fine… I just… Promise me that you will not tell Lexa anything, not, at least, until we know what's going on for sure." That made Clarke suspicious.
"Promise." The blonde let go of Anya's hands. "A pint?" Anya nodded. Octavia and Raven were looking at them with curiosity.
"Well… You know… There's this bet out there about you and Lexa… Because apparently, you two can't stop fucking around the school. So OK. Well, the bet… They… some students are saying that if someone could possibly make you break up, who would be the lucky champ?" Clarke laughed out loud. Yeah, she knew about that bet. But it was all empty threat. "Yeah, funny… The thing is that some nerds made a research about Lexa's past… And your past… But you know, your online past starts with Lexa, because all the Finn thing, so… They… Sort of discovered… About…" Clarke eyes went huge… No, it was just a sick joke.
"No… They didn't." Octavia and Raven were now at their feet calming Clarke.
"Griffin, deep breaths… Deep breaths… OK, it's nothing. She is not even here." Raven told her friend.
"FUCKING COSTIA FORREST! THAT FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT… ALL OVER AGAIN! Why Anya… Why did they do that?" Clarke was pissed. She was sure about Lexa's feelings for her, the love that they shared. But for a strange reason, since Costia and Lexa put their horrible past behind them, she felt something was odd with Costia's intentions. She knew the model wanted something more than being apologetic with her girlfriend.
"Apparently… They didn't believe that information at first… They kept looking… So… One of them wrote at her Facebook page… Well… I think… Fucking hell… I guess someone contacted her because I think I saw her today, near the pitch…" Clarke was very quiet, just breathing deeply. She couldn't believe it. How sick people had to be in order to do those sort of things? Yes, she knew Lexa and her were the dream couple and people got jealous about their relationship. There always had been rumours about them, women, men throwing theirselves over Lexa and her. But that… Contact Lexa's very famous, very hot ex girlfriend just because they wanted to prove a point. That was sick as fuck.
"Who did this?" Clarke wanted answers.
"They don't want to talk. All that I know is that was a girl from Cambridge."
"Who the fuck we know there?" Octavia asked. Raven just shook her head. Strange indeed.
"Are you OK blondie?" Anya asked her concerned.
"Fucking people… Fucking Costia." The blonde choked on her beer. "Well… I'm not going to worry about it. If I have to face the music, I will. I trust Lexa." And with that the topic was dropped.
The next day came with a very horrible hangover and a very cloudy day. Clarke, Raven and Octavia were taking care of the breakfast and their very much sick significant others. The girls found their lovers black out laying in what it looked like uncomfortable positions. The girls took pictures of them, just for fun. Clarke took Lexa's head and kissed her. It was difficult because the brunette was almost falling from the couch.
"Clarke... sleepy... hurt... hug." In her terrible state the brunette tried to hug the blonde, but she lost her balance and fell on her bottom. Octavia, Raven and Clarke laughed out loud. The blonde was at her side helping her stand up and kissing her cheek.
"Are you OK, love?" Clarke was stroking Lexa's butt. The brunette nodded. "Let's get you some greasy food, baby. You're gonna need it." Lexa didn't talk, she was still drunk. As same, apparently, as her mates. Octavia and Raven were trying to help their boyfriends to their feet, but it wasn't an easy task.
"Oh my god, Linc, you are full of muscles and I love them, but fuck, you are heavy." When the three girls managed to help their lovers to sober up.
"Greasy burger. Thanks babe. I'm so fucked." Bellamy kissed Raven's head.
"I don't feel so good, O." Lincoln was resting his head in the brunette's shoulder
"Well, they definitely talked." Was a statement. "They are so fucked up. It's cute." Octavia smiled.
"Pfft! I'm not cute. I'm a grounder... a warrior... Oh my god! I'm dizzy... I'm gonna puke... Rave... help..." They ran to the bathroom. The girls laughed. Lexa and Lincoln were trying not to die.
"See, cute!" The blonde said.
"Totally." Octavia kissed Lincoln cheek. "Eat, baby. We are gonna go soon. OK? We are going to stay at yours. So you better be sober." Bellamy, Lincoln and Lexa, didn't talk much. They were focused in breathing, eating and not diyng. Raven wanted to have a talk with her boyfriend in her peacefully flat. The girls had agreed on that. Rave and Bell needed time to heal and to trust again, so O would take Lincoln to his dorm, Anya would stay at Echo's, and Clarke would take care of Lexa in their home.
"Are you OK, Linc?"
"Yeah, O. I can manage. But I need to sleep." Octavia nodded and took him home.
"What about you handsome? Are you good?" Raven took Bellamy's hand.
"Yeah." They left the flat leaving a very drunk Lexa and a very tired Clarke.
"Clarke... sleepy... cuddle... us... love... now." Lexa grabbed the blonde's hand and dragged her to their bedroom. Lexa was they first to lay down. Clarke quickly followed her. They fell asleep that way, intertwine.
"You are the love of my existence, Alexandria Woods." Clarke kissed her head.
"Love you forever... Always" And they slept.
Clarke woke up three hours later. Not because she wanted, she felt something hard poking her ass. The hot breath of Lexa was tickling her ear, but what made the blonde totally awake was the scrubbing, Lexa was really doing very nasty moves with her hips.
"Lexa… babe…" Clarke tried to wake her up, but the movement made Lexa harden her grip over Clarke waist. The blonde chuckled. It wasn't strange to her for her girlfriend to do that. For her it was the ultimate demonstration of love and passion.
"Clarke… fuck…" Yeah! There it was. Even dreaming Lexa's mind was all over her girlfriend. Clarke shook her head amused.
"I am royally fucking in love with you, you know, horn dog?" The blonde grabbed the brunette hand and put it over her tit, then she moved her ass closer to Lexa's cock. The trick worked, Lexa opened her eyes and kissed Clarke neck.
"Fuck, baby. I did it again… right?" Clarke just chuckled and kissed Lexa's hand.
"Yes, Britney, you did. Would you like to continue this or you need a minute to wake up." Lexa smiled and kissed Clarke neck.
"I love the fact that you are not disgusted about my very horrible breath and my drunken smell."
"What can I say? I promised to love you in sickness and hell… and believe me… this is pretty near to those things." Lexa got up and started to undress.
"I'm gonna take a shower… and later we can go grab something… or, do you like take out?"
"I thought we were going to have sex. Your cock is about to explode. I don't want you to get hurt." Lexa got closer to Clarke and kissed her head.
"Both heads hurt, baby. But, I'm not in the mood anymore… I smelt myself… I love you that much that I'm going to spare you the sacrifice."
"Ha ha ha. Funny. Thanks, by the way. I'm gonna order something… Chinese?"
"Yup. I'm gonna jump in the shower. Love you…" Clarke hid her head over her pillow. Fucking hell Griffin, in sickness and in hell… You are gonna scare the poor girl… Just… you are so, so, so… gone my friend. The blonde walked to the bathroom, took her clothes off and jumped in the shower.
"Shower sex." The blonde kissed Lexa's neck.
"I love the way you think."
Time passed and their friends were stronger than ever. After Bellamy's talk with Raven, and the brunette swearing that sex was not a big of a deal in their relationship, everything was as smooth as ever. The last year of college was bringing questions that nobody really wanted to face. Being young, stupid and reckless was more appealing than adulthood, jobs and stability.
"We need to do something big. Not big... fucking HUGE." Octavia was convinced that it would be now or never. The last hurry, the farewell to their adolescence.
"Like what, O?" Clarke was laying on her bed. Lexa was in class all day and she's got a day off. She liked to imagine her future life with Lexa. The brunette trying to save the world, making it better for their children. And her, creating meaningful art that could impact the minds of others. Happy and in love, for many, many, many years.
"I don't know. Any idea, Rave?" The brunette was attached to her mobile since the day she talked to his boyfriend. "Rave. Raven... oi! RAVEN MARIA REYES ANY THOUGHTS?" That made Raven came back to their talk.
"Mate, I swear, you and Bellamy are even worse than Clexa." The blonde threw a pillow on Octavia's face.
"Oi! We are cute, sexy and desirable. So... Fuck you very much." They laughed. "Oi, Raven stop sexting the poor guy."
"Oi! No poor guy. He's my boyfriend... so fuck off. And actually I was thinking that we should go to a parade... or a music festival. We are not getting any younger and we love those. And p.s I saw Clarke's messenger... They are NAUGHTY. No wonder why people are jealous of them." Octavia got up from the bed and put her trainers on.
"The fuck, O? What are you doing?" The short brunette only smiled.
"Lincoln texted me. Gotta fuck." They laughed and Raven followed O.
"We haven't decided anything yet. Were the fuck are you two going?" Clarke yelled at them.
"To fuck" Raven and Octavia answered.
"Sorry princess. You are no longer the only one who's got a very active, hot and demanding sexual life." Raven said, kissed Clarke's cheek and took off. Followed by Octavia.
"See you, princess." The short brunette smiled at her and went.
"This crucial conversation isn't over." The blonde yelled and then decided to clean her closet. Just to kill time until Lexa's return.
Lexa was struggling with her class. She loved her classes. She always had wanted to go to Oxford, play for them and learn about political history, her current class. What was making Lexa lose all the attention in her lecture was her girlfriend's snapchat messages.
CBbg13: when are you going to get home?
WDd12: An hour. Probably hour and a half.
CBbg13: Agh! No... Why? I hate your class.
WDd12: I know. I'm really, really sorry. Look at my face.
She took a snap of herself making a pout.
CBbg13: I miss you. I want to kiss those puffy lips of yours.
Clarke sent a pic of her full cleavage.
CBbg13: I hope you're missing me as desperately as I do miss you.
WDd12: Fuck, Clarke! What are you wearing?
CBbg13: It's a surprise!
She sent another pic. This time, the blonde was smiling at the camera holding a pair of grey knee socks.
CBbg13: I was cleaning the closet and I found my old school uniform, the one I wore at Mount Weather. And I have to tell you... It sort of fits, but it's tight in certain curvy places of my body... if you are interested.
WDd12: Fuck, baby! Are we going to play?
CBbg13: I wanna... you are game?
WDd12: Yes! Hard and ready. See you in fifteen.
CBbg13: What about your class?
WDd12: Fuck it! My cock is awake. Can't think. Just fuck. I'm off.
Lexa took her things and got out of the classroom not minding anything. She ran, literally, through the campus to get home. Good thing that they lived fifteen minutes away from there. She couldn't think of anything else but getting home and fucking Clarke repeatedly for the rest of the day. Sex with Clarke was always amazing. She smiled.
"Oi, Woods." She couldn't believe it. She was just there, a waiting, dress up Lolita Clarke, was waiting at her home and someone had the audacity to stop her. Her cock was screaming. She wanted to punch the person.
"Yes?" She was not willing to waste time in stupidities.
"Fancy meeting you here." The boy smiled.
"Yeah. Nice. Need anything, Oscar?" Sure, she was being a bitch, but… Come on! Like… COME ON!
"Actually, yes. I was looking for Clarke, but she is not answering her phone, so I guess I just need to ask you if you can give her this." The blonde boy handed her a pair of tickets.
"What's this, lad?" Lexa read them. Renaissance and Romanticism. The erotic art of loving.
"Tickets for the expo. She was absolutely crazy about going, so, I guess I could give her those." Lexa looked at the boy very carefully, if this was another attempt to steal her girl, she must kick his ass.
"Why would you give her that?" Oscar was getting nervous. He heard about how incredible intimidating Lexa could be.
Some boy at the beginning of the year had tried to ask Clarke out on a date. The result was very bad for the lad, absolutely hilarious for Bellamy, Raven, Octavia and Lincoln; and hurting for Lexa's hand. She broke the lad's nose. To be fair, the kid was grabbing Clarke's waist when Clarke told him that she was in a relationship. The blonde tried to get away from him, but he was determined to make the blonde say yes. When Lexa got there and saw what was happening, all her friends were with her. The brunette just punched the poor lad, he didn't even see it coming. When Clarke noticed what was going on, Bryan was knocked out. So, everybody knew that Lexa nor Clarke were available.
"Because… MY BOYFRIEND'S dad is the one who set the exposition and I told Clarke that I could get her AND YOU tickets… Because she helped me with my piece last semester. It's a thank you gift." The boy smiled nervous. Lexa relaxed, and dropped the Heda pose. Then she just was embarrassed.
"Oh, OK. Sweet. Thanks mate. Sorry about that… I… Yeah… Cool. I will give them to her. Thanks." Lexa shook the boy's hand.
"No problem… I sort of understand. Love makes you crazy and protective about the love of your life." Lexa smiled. Yes, she was fucking mental and in love.
"Yeah, it does. She... Love is… Really hard to find… Sorry." She smiled again.
"Not to worry, I do understand. See you two in a few weeks. Later, Heda."
"Bye Oscar." I really need to control my fucking jealousy. She thought and hurried to her flat. She couldn't get there fast enough.
Lexa walked in her flat quietly. She really knew what to expect, but it was exciting nonetheless. She took a breath to calm her nerves and then… show time.
"Where are you, baby girl?" Lexa's cock was getting hard with just the thought of Clarke in a uniform.
"I'm in the bedroom, daddy. I'm coming." Yes, you are going to, baby… so fucking hard. Lexa thought.
"OK, baby. Take your time." Lexa sat on the couch, undoing her tie. Those dress codes made her mad. But today… oh how much she loved them!
"Daddy." Clarke was standing in the middle of the living room, in front of Lexa, wearing a very long pair of grey knee socks, a very tight grey and blue plaid skirt, that was only covering the upper part of her thighs, very poorly, just the necessary amount of clothes to not show her knickers. A white button up blouse that was really fighting to keep Clarke's tits in. Around her neck was an untied blue tie. Lexa's cock was starting to hurt, she was so ready to fuck Clarke, but she was a good girlfriend, if her girl wanted to play, she will gladly to do so.
"Is everything OK, baby girl?" Lexa licked her lips, she felt them suddenly dry. Fuck me! How am I so lucky… thanks for everything life.
"No. My uniform doesn't fit right. Look. I bend and my knickers show." Clarke did what she was telling Lexa. Yeah, Lexa could see the problem.
"I'm really sorry, baby girl. But it seems that you are a little big for that uniform. What would you like me to do?" Clarke was walking to the sofa. She needed to act like if everything was fine, and her cock standing hard wasn't helping. She need some time to cool off.
"I don't know. Aren't you mad about that?" Clarke was following her, walking so close to Lexa that the brunette could smell her perfume.
"No, baby, I'm not mad. Come, sit on your daddy's lap. I'll hug you to make you feel better."
"OK" Clarke walked really slowly, swaying her hips with every step. Lexa looked at her eyes, they were almost black. Oh my god… I'm gonna be so, so, so, so deliciously fucked. Yeah!
"Come on, baby girl. Don't be upset. If your uniform doesn't fit anymore, you know what it means, right?" Clarke sat on Lexa's lap, put her hand around Lexa's neck and shook her head.
"No. What does that mean?" Lexa stroked her back and kissed her cheek.
"That you are a big girl now. Isn't it exciting?" Clarke frowned and hid her face on Lexa's neck.
"No, it's not good." Lexa chuckled.
"Why?" Clarke didn't answer, she just started to kiss Lexa's neck.
"Because, if I'm growing up. I can't keep kissing daddy's neck like this. And I'm not gonna be able to sit in daddy's lap like I always do." Lexa took Clarke's chin in her hand.
"You know… there is a lot of fun things that we can do if you are a grown up. And… baby girl… you always gonna be my little princess. The girl that I love. OK? No matter how grown up you are." Lexa pecked Clarke's lips.
"Daddy?" Clarke's hand played with Lexa's tie.
"Yes, baby girl?" The brunette's cock was up and hard, she was sure that Clarke could feel it too.
"What fun things we can do?" Lexa smirked. This was it.
"Well, we can kiss. Would you like that?" Clarke smiled and kissed Lexa's cheek.
"Now my turn. Can I kiss you somewhere else, baby girl?"
"Where?"
"Well, now that you are a big girl, what about I give you a real kiss on the lips. Would you like that?" Clarke smiled and nodded her head. Fucking hell! She's just perfect… I almost believe that she's is that innocent. God! "OK." Lexa closed the distance and kissed Clarke's lips very softly. She really wanted to be all heavy and rough, but this was fun. "Do you like it?"
"Yes. It was different… Good different."
"I'm really glad." Lexa hugged Clarke tighter. She smelled her perfume and there was another scent. Lexa only could described it as Clarke.
"But, I was wondering, daddy. Some girls told me that they did some things… Some… Sexy stuff with guys."
"Do they? Do you want to make something with someone, baby girl?"
"Yes." Clarke eyes were even darker now.
"With?"
"With you." Lexa smirked. She loved Clarke. Even in her fantasies, she only wanted to be with her.
"Really? What do your friends tell you? What did they do with those boys?"
"Well, they said that they kissed them on the lips and then with their tongue. Can we do that?"
"Mmhm! You want play with daddy's tongue in your mouth? Like a big girl?"
"Yes" Clarke smiled, her sweet perfect smile.
"OK. But you must remember that the only one who can do this to you is your daddy. OK, baby girl?"
"Of course."
"OK, good. Now, when I open my mouth you would do the same and then my tongue is going to be in your mouth and I'm going to do a little massage with it. It's gonna be fun. OK?" Clarke said nothing. Lexa leaned in and captured the blonde's lips. Their lips were moving at the same rhythm, then Lexa opened her mouth and slid her tongue in Clarke's mouth. The blonde moaned and kissed the brunette harder. Lexa chuckled and broke the kiss. "Did you like it, baby girl?"
"Yes. It was really nice."
"Good."
"But, you know. My friends told me that their boyfriends touch their boobs over and under the blouse while kissing. Can we do that?"
"Yes. Of course. I'm gonna tell you what I'm going to do, OK?" Clarke nodded. "So, my hand it's going to travel through your tummy, just passing really slowly over your body, until I put it on your chest. Did it feel good?"
"Yes, daddy. It feels good."
"OK. Now, I'm gonna unbutton your blouse. Does it fell good? Your breast is free now. I'm sorry about your uniform, baby girl. But this feel nice, doesn't it?"
"Yes."
"Right! Now I'm gonna put my hand over your breast and I'm gonna move my hand very slowly over it. You like it?" Clarke nodded and bite her lower lip. "Would you like to kiss daddy? It's gonna fell better." Clarke kissed Lexa hard, really hard. It looked like she was forgetting about their game. But Lexa wanted to keep playing. So she broke the kiss. "Good. Can I kiss you somewhere else, baby?"
"Where?"
"Can I kiss your chest?"
"OK" Lexa took both tits in her hands squeezed them and then pecked them. "Does it fell good, baby girl?"
"Yes... Can you play some more with my boobs?"
"Yes. Tell me what do you want me to do? Squeeze them or pinch your nipples?"
"Can you do both?" Lexa smiled.
"Of course I can. Mmmm… baby girl, you are big now… these tits are very nice… now… if I pinch too hard you would tell me, right? And I'd stop."
"OK… but… oh good… this is nice daddy… can we… can I…"
"What, baby girl?"
"Can I take my bra off?"
"OK… now, that's a game for a very big naughty girl… are you ready to play like that?" Clarke blushed and nodded. "Very well. Take it off." The blonde did as she was told. "Mmmm… my god, baby girl… Let's play a little more OK… straddle daddy's lap… I wanna have your tits all over my face." Clarke did. Lexa's cock was as hard as it could get, but she kept playing. That was getting very naughty and sexy.
"Daddy?"
"Yes?" Lexa kept playing with the blonde's tits, only squeezing them and pinching softly her nipples.
"Can you kiss my nipples? I heard that was nice."
"Yes, baby I can…" Lexa did what she was told. She licked Clarke's nipple and the blonde moaned louder. Then Lexa sucked one in her mouth.
"Oh my god! Daddy, what are you doing?"
"I'm sucking your nipples, baby girl. This is what big girls do. Aren't you happy to be a big girl now? Doesn't it feel good?"
"Yes very."
"Then just enjoy it." Lexa kept sucking Clarke's nipples, the blonde started to move against Lexa's cock, the friction made her moan.
"What is it daddy? Are you ok?" Clarke's smirk made Lexa realise that the blonde had enough foreplay.
"Yes. I'm really good. Just… would you wanna keep playing, baby girl? Would you wanna go further?"
"Yes…" The blonde nodded
"OK… now… when I suck your nipples you have to rub your pussy over daddy's cock… OK? It's gonna feel good."
"OK… but daddy, you are talking dirty, am I allowed to talk like that to you?"
"Yes, baby girl… my sweet, sweet girl. I'd love for you to talk dirty… talk dirty to me. Look… do it now. Rub your pussy… nice… like that."
"Mmm daddy… your thing is… mmmm… is hard"
"Come on, love… say the magic word… I'm not gonna get mad… You can be naughty… Come on…"
"Your cock is super hard, daddy… it's making my pussy wet…"
"Yes, my love… keep rubbing your beautiful cunt over my cock… do you like it?"
"Yes… mmmm… my cunt is getting very wet! It feels good."
"OK… baby stop… I think is time to… make this interesting…"
"But daddy… It felt good… I was… my cunt felt like… spasming… hot and wet…"
"Now baby… you don't wanna make daddy angry, do you?"
"No."
"OK… stand up, and bend." Clarke did what she was told. Lexa undressed herself quickly. "Very good baby… your pussy is all wet… I can see a stain in your knickers… take them off… Good girl… no, no… keep bending, I wanna see your cunt, it's gleaming… very nice. Does daddy make you randy, my love?"
"Yes…"
"Very good… now… stand up… turn around… and look at daddy… come on." Clarke did it. She didn't expect what she saw. Lexa was playing with her cock, all naked and smirking. "Do you like what you see, baby girl? Huh? Getting daddy all hard and ready to fuck you… huh?"
"Yes…" Clarke couldn't talk. She was always amazed when Lexa was dominant.
"You know… I think that you look a little tired. What about you sit down?" Clarke frowned. She was confused but she started to walk to the couch. She was about to sit down when Lexa stopped her. "No baby girl… you are going to sit on my face… I'm going to suck that beautiful cunt of yours and you are going to cum like the little naughty big girl you are… Are you ready? This is a leg up for you to be a big girl." Lexa laid on the couch, stroking her cock and smirking to Clarke.
"Yes daddy. Would you like me to take off my skirt?"
"No baby. Keep your uniform on. I love to see you like this, fucking horny and sweet. Come on baby… sit on my face… let me eat that pussy…" Clarke put her legs carefully at both sides of Lexa's head with her butt to the brunette face. She was about to sit when she felt a sharp slap on her ass. "No baby girl. You are doing it wrong. Don't give me your back. I want to see your face when you cum. Turn around, my love. Put that cunt over my mouth… come on." Clarke did it. Her skirt was covering Lexa's face. The blonde giggled and took the fabric on her hand.
"Daddy?" Clarke shuddered when the brunette's tongue lapped her lips.
"Yes, baby girl?" Lexa's hand was over Clarke's butt just to support her. But meanwhile she was licking Clarke's cunt she started to play with the blonde's asshole.
"God… why… mmmm… daddy… your finger… Oh my god… your finger is going up my butt… is that OK?"
"Yes." Lexa was enjoying that too much. Her cock was red and her balls ached, but she kept going. That side of Clarke made her crazy. "Don't you like it?"
"Yes daddy. I like it… oh my god! Mmm… daddy… can I… oooohhhh ffuuu… I'm sorry daddy."
"About what?" Lexa sucked Clarke clit and put her finger further in the blonde's ass.
"I almost… oh… yes… mmm… I almost… say a bad word." Lexa chuckled. Clarke was a champ in this role-play kink.
"Say them… I won't get mad… Tell me how my tongue and finger feel. I love to hear that. It makes daddy happy and hard."
"OK… god… daddy… fuck me with your tongue… please… yes." Lexa kept going, she was focusing only in Clarke's pleasure. "Oh god… yeah… daddy, can I rub my pussy over your mouth… please?" Lexa didn't answer, she moved her mouth all over the blonde's cunt and let one hand go to the blonde's ass. She could feel the blonde's body shuddering. She knew Clarke was close. She started to move her finger in and out of the blonde's asshole. "God daddy… It feels… oh my god… oh my god… yes… keep sucking my clit… yes… oh god… mmmmm move your finger daddy… OH MY GOD… I'M YOUR BABY GIRL DADDY, PLEASE MAKE ME CUM." Lexa speeded up her ministrations and Clarke came hard. Lexa was drinking all her juices and putting her finger off Clarke's asshole. "Shit… that… fuck… daddy… you are great." Clarke stopped and moved to straddle Lexa's lap. "I need a minute… fuck… time out." Lexa chuckled and nodded.
"OK… you did come hard."
"Fuck… I started to think that maybe anal doesn't sound so scary after all."
"Are you… serious?"
"Probably… I really don't know… I'm afraid… you are a beast down there Lexa. After almost five years of fucking, I still need a minute to get used to your cock. So… I don't know." Lexa smiled.
"OK… take your time… I mean… is not a big deal after all. I love you. And the sex is not that bad."
"Oh! Good to know." Lexa smiled and sat straight and Clarke looked at her cock. It was screaming to be taken care off. "OK… round two… blow or fuck?"
"Mate, you're killing the mood!" the brunette joked.
"I'm sorry daddy. Can I make you feel better? Your cock looks to be in pain." Fuck… I asked for that. Lexa shook her head, leaned and kissed Clarke hard.
"We are gonna play a game, baby. Did you like our little games so far?"
"Yes daddy. Very much."
"Did your friends talk about something like we did?"
"No daddy… but, they talk about… sucking cocks."
"Oh! OK. would you ever do it with a boy?"
"No daddy. The only cock that I have ever seen it's yours. I love your big, hard, beautiful cock." God, she knows how to get me. Lexa thought, the brunette kissed the blonde some more.
"Oh! Baby girl. You are so sweet and good. You know? I think you deserve a reward."
"Do I?"
"Yes, totally. Would you like to suck my dick, baby?"
"Yes." Clarke nodded vigorously.
"OK. So… I'm gonna let you suck my cock and I'm gonna cum in your mouth. Just because you're such a good girl."
"OK." Clarke was about to get on her hands and knees when Lexa stopped her.
"I told you you deserved a reward."
"I thought sucking your cock was my price, daddy."
"Yes, that is part of it. But, I need you to be on top on me. Put your ass on my face, like you wanted to do before and let me eat your cum again, baby girl. We are playing. I wanna make you feel good too. Come, on… hop up."
"All right." Fuck… I'm not gonna be able to walk tomorrow. You asked for this Griffin. You totally did.
"Baby girl, I love your cunt. It's so pink and Ladylike. Daddy loves you so, so much. Mmmmm… your cum smells so sweet." Lexa kissed Clarke's lips and lapped her twat a little.
"Daddy, may I suck your cock, please?"
"Yes, lovely… Do you know how to do it? I can tell you if you are uncertain." Clarke giggled a little. Lexa really loved the dirty sweet talk. And to be honest she was loving every minute of it.
"Yes daddy. Please, tell me how." Lexa lapped one more time Clarke's clit.
"OK… mmmmm… kiss it to make it better… kiss the head, just a peck." Lexa knew that once Clarke put her cock in her mouth and sucked it, she would cum in no time. Clarke did what Lexa told her. She giggled and pecked the brunette's head. "Nice, baby girl… you see… there's a lot of fun things that we can do now that you are a grown up. So…. Take my cock, really gently with your hand, and put my head in your mouth… just like that… yeah… just put it in there a little bit... now... off… God… that was nice… Your pussy is getting wet and squeezing… would you like me to put a finger in it?"
"Yes please… but… gently daddy… it feels… sensitive."
"Of course baby. Now… mmmm so wet and soft… OK… you are gonna put my dick in your mouth and try to take it all down your throat."
"OK daddy… but… if I can't? It seems so big… it's not gonna fit."
"Don't worry about that. The intention it's what it counts… Now… yes… just like that… take it baby girl… take it… fuck… yes… OK… my god… mmmm… put it out and lick it, love. Let me feel that little pink velvet tongue of yours… Shit, love… yeah."
"Daddy, can I move my hand?"
"Yes. Do you wanna stroke it? Huh? Stroke it and suck my head… just like that baby girl… so, so, so naughty… yes… baby girl… good…"
"Daddy… I'm a good girl?"
"The best, baby girl… keep going… take my cock again in your mouth… shit… yeah… fucking hell, baby… yes… mmmm… wanna make daddy cum?"
"Yes daddy… yes..."
"Shit, baby girl… your pussy is squeezing my finger… would you like another one? ... mmmm?"
"Yes daddy please… your cock is dripping… is that OK?"
"Yes baby… fuck… suck my cock baby girl… suck it like the naughty big pretty girl that you are… mmmm… I'm gonna drink your cum, beautiful."
"Yes daddy… put a finger on my ass, please." Lexa smiled and put two fingers in Clarke's twat and one in her ass.
"Like this, baby girl? Fuck… suck it, baby… shit… you're taking it all… yeah… I'm gonna cum… shit… come on, baby girl… why are you holding it up… mmmm?"
"Cum with me, daddy, please."
"Yes baby... fuck."
"Oh my god! Shit." Lexa came in Clarke's mouth.
"Fuck, baby girl... take it baby. Take my cum like a good girl." Lexa was lapping Clarke's cum as well. Lexa sucked Clarke's clit, with her finger in Clarke's holes. The blonde came screaming with Lexa's cock in her mouth, that made Lexa come again. "Time out, Clarke. Please."
"Fuck that was good." Lexa smiled. Clarke stood up and sat on the couch. Lexa did the same.
"Cuddle time." Lexa said and put Clarke on top on her.
"Talking about killing the mood." Lexa chuckled and kissed Clarke's head.
"What can I say, love? You bring the needy girlfriend in me." Clarke stroked Lexa's shoulder and kissed her cheek.
"Yeah! Your needs are basically: sex, food, rugby and politics."
"You're so wrong. I mean, yeah. But... this is the list, from the least important to the absolutely number one."
"Oh! Interesting... shoot Heda!"
"OK. so there's rugby, politics, food, sex and YOU."
"Oh my god! You are literally so, so, so sweet. Even when you are all covered in cum and flaccid."
"Wow... low punch... even though I made you come two times." Clarke chuckled and kissed Lexa's lips. "Now... what about a drink?"
"Sure, whatever you need... and a nap. A short one, though. I wanna fuck some more." The brunette slapped the blonde ass. "I fucking love you, Clarke!"
"I love you too!"
Clarke woke up before Lexa did. She simply looked at her girlfriend sleeping. She loved that time, the one when nothing else matters, just hearing the brunette's heartbeats. Five years later and she still didn't understand how exactly they could work so well. Sometimes she thought that their past would complicate their relationship. They we're no saints, they've got a very long list of one night stands. Yes, they were young, but these days sex was very easy to find. So, with the amount of people they had sex with, all those strangers, those rumours were coming and going around them, followed them to Oxford, some of them seem very real, but they came through. She remembers the time she almost broke up with the brunette for a rumour that she heard, when they were freshman.
Some people said that Lexa was interested in the captain of her debate group, a senior, top-A student. At first the blonde didn't pay attention, she trusted Lexa, but the fact that they were young and living a whole new situation where they met new people, with another points of view, made the blonde a little uncomfortable. She knew that Lexa and Catherine were friends, that they spent time together because they were totally crazy about politics and to be really honest, none of their friends were really interested on those topics, apart from Anya, of course. The blonde was happy for her girlfriend, she's got a new friend and all. But, a lot of people wanted to be Lexa's friend and then be more than that. She had seen them, being all over her girlfriend, laughing at her jokes, hugging her when the team won, eye fucking her when she was doing nothing, just there, existing. She had seen it all.
One particularl evening, she was doing an essay about the impact of the First World War in the futuristic art in Spain at the library and then she heard something alarming. Two lads were talking about how hot Lexa and Catherine were together, how they seem like an unstoppable team, and how easy they won every topic at the competitions. Clarke lost it, the doubt popped into her head. Did she show no interest in the brunette's passion? Weren't they the it couple here? Was she so absorbed about art that she paid no attention to Lexa? And the final strike "I heard that Lexa was in a relationship with a blonde girl. I mean, she is hot and all, but I don't think she is a match for Lexa. Let's face it, she is perfect. What a dumb blonde could do against someone like Catherine?" A dumb blonde. She always was going to be that, a dumb blonde, a slut, not worth it, not for someone like Lexa. That night, she was alone in her flat crying her eyes out waiting to let go the love of her life because she thought she wasn't good enough. When Lexa came home happy and oblivious.
"Hey babe, guess what? We won our tenth debate in a row. So the team decided to go party. I call the troops. You get hot and ready to go. This is going to be mental." Lexa was so happy that she didn't notice that Clarke wasn't responding. Until she got into their room and saw Clarke laying in the bed covered from head to toe. "Shit, shit, shit…" Lexa, quietly laid against her girlfriend, put and arms around Clarke's waist and kissed her neck softly. "Hey baby girl, it's time to wake up. We have to go to a party and be irresponsible teens, until we can… Come on beautiful, wake up… I promise you tons of fun… And then… Tons of fuck… Come on." Clarke stood up immediately, but Lexa could feel her anger. It was unusual. "Is everything alright, love?" Clarke stood there facing the window.
"Is that all that I'm to you? A fuckbody? You keep me around because of what? I'm a hot dumb slut that you can show?"
"No, never! What the fuck Clarke? We talked about this tons of times. I love you. What's going on?"
"I know who I am, Lexa. I know what I have done. I know that…"
"I know that. And you know me too. What has changed? Are we all right, Clarke? What is this about?"
"I'm not good enough for you… Catherine… She is better. She is clever, you and her got so much in common. I'm just… Me… We should bre…" The blonde was stopped by a pair of soft lips over hers. Lexa's was kissing her and hugging her like she was afraid that Clarke would disappear.
"Don't say that… Never, never said that… We are OK Clarke. You are the love of my life. I don't care what you think is going to be the best for me. I know that the perfect person for me is you. Now and forever. I heard those rumours too, you know?" Clarke was looking at Lexa with tears in her eyes, and the brunette was cleaning them like always.
"I got jealous."
"And stupid. But that is you, and I love you. Do you want me to tell you about the rumours about you?"
"I think is only fair." Clarke kissed Lexa and then they sat on their bed.
"Do you know Vladimir Unzkin?"
"Yeah, he is a senior in my college. A very good artist."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Rich Russian and art… Fuck them… Well, a lot of people are saying that you and he make, and I quote 'a match made in heaven'. They still don't understand what are you doing with, and I quote 'that boring brunette from the debate team. She would never understand the fragile beauty of the artist heart.' I almost beat the shit out of them. But, I didn't. Because, I know you love me. Not, the fucking rich Russian lad… Right?" Lexa was pleading in silence with her eyes that her statement was true.
"Of course is true. I love you, not him. He is a fuckboy. Believe me, between you and me, we only cover half of the people that he has slept with."
"And we did fuck around a lot."
"Yes we did." Clarke laughed and sat on Lexa's lap. "I'm sorry." Lexa stroke the blonde's back and kissed her cheek.
"It's OK, love. I mean… It's not OK that you were willing to give up on me… Never give up on me. But I understand the fear. This shit is new Clarke, with a lot of new people around us. And you are a fucking angel that came from the sky to amaze all the people on this unholy shitty world. So yeah, fucking people are going to talk about us. And they are going to try to break us apart. But fuck them. I'm yours for as long as you want me. And even though maybe one day you don't want me anymore, I'm gonna fight for you, because Clarke Griffin, you are the only one for me. The absolute love of my life." Now Clarke was crying for a very different reason.
"I'm yours Lexa. Completely yours. Until my dying day." Lexa smiled and kissed Clarke one more time.
"Aaawww! Quoting Moulin Rouge in your love declaration, it's like a marriage proposal. You know I'm a sucker for musicals."
"Yes I know. Bloody gay cliché! Now, let's get ready. We have to go to a party and show this fucking uni that we are Clexa, and they can go and fuck themselves."
"Of fucking course… Wait… Clexa… Really Clarke?"
"What? We need to make a statement… A ship name is in order." Lexa shook her head and went to their closet.
When they arrived to the party, Lexa was really serious about making a statement about them, so she kept Clarke close to her the whole night. They kissed in front of everyone, Clarke had her hand in Lexa's ass then whole time, they fucked in three rooms and a bathroom. That was the way their legend began, the entire Oxford knew about them. They were meant to be forever.
I want her forever. That was her only thought. She wanted to be with Lexa forever. That was no news, but she felt right there, laying next to her girlfriend securely betwee the brunette's long arms and feeling her naked body against hers, that their forever could be possible. They were about to finish uni, Lexa had an internship waiting for her at the UNIFEC's London office. She was getting notice for her paints, sculptures and tattoos. She never really meant to be a tattoo artist, which just sort of happened. Her first model, of course was her girlfriend, she made something only for her, a Fenix. Lexa told her that the myth reminded her of them. Go to the fucking bottom and up again, together. That was Lexa, always making them greater.
Coming back home. She wanted that. Home, children, a dog, that corner house, Lexa. Fuck Costia, she would never have that, she would never be able to break them up. And if she tried, Clarke was ready to fuck her up, again and again. Lexa was hers, only hers. It was time to show her girlfriend how much she loved her, not because she was worried about the model around campus, it was because she was a very randy and sexual person, and her girlfriend happened to be the same and she was getting hard.
Baby girl… come on, Clarke… do… The blonde heard the brunette mutter, she giggled and turned around, adjusting herself carefully, between Lexa's legs. She love the spoon position, she can control all the show like she wanted. Clarke put her ass over Lexa's dick and moved her hips softly. She took Lexa's hand and guided to her tit, the brunette instinctively grabbed the blonde's boob. Clarke chuckled, even sleeping Lexa knew what she liked. She kept doing that another minute, just feeling her girlfriend's body coming to life. She felt Lexa's breathing on her neck, she heard her moans and felt her hand squeezing her tits. Everything was so erotic that she was getting wet. Lexa kissed her neck and the blonde knew that the show was about to start.
"Baby girl, what are you doing?" Lexa whispered in the blonde ear.
"Daddy… I wanted to feel you. You looked really cute sleeping, so I thought doing something nice for you."
"Oh yeah? You thought rubbing your ass on my cock would be nice?"
"Yes daddy. Don't you like it? Your cock is getting bigger."
"Of course I like it baby. But… Would you like to make me feel really good?" Lexa was nipping Clarke ear and pinching her nipples. Clarke moved her hips quicker.
"Yes… Yes daddy, anything for you… I'm your obedient baby girl."
"Fuck… Yeah! Of course you are… You are so, so, so naughty and sexy, baby girl… I love you… But now… Spread your legs for me, baby… OK, put one of your legs over mine… I want your twat open for me, baby." Clarke did it. She could feel Lexa's cock rubbing her pussy. "Baby girl, you're all wet… Did my cock do this?"
"All of you daddy… All of you makes me wet." Lexa kissed Clarke's cheek lightly. She loved when Clarke mixed her feelings and her role playing.
"OK. Now daddy is going to make you feel good. Are you ready? I'm gonna tell you what I'm going to do to you, OK, baby girl? Just for you to know and don't get scared. Alright? Do you trust me baby girl?"
"Yes daddy… I do… I do trust you."
"OK baby girl… Now, I'm going to put my cock between your lips… And I'm going to rub it all over your cunt. Just to get it wet… Does it feel good? My cock all over your cunt… Your soft, warm, wet cunt."
"Yes daddy… Please, pinch my nipple harder. I love it."
"Like this baby?" She put a little more force over the blonde's nipples.
"Yes… Do you like my nipples daddy?"
"Baby, I love everything about you. You are my sweet baby." Clarke joined her legs and squeezed Lexa's cock. "Oh god… Baby girl… You are nice with daddy… Come on… Move your hips… Like that… I love to feel you… Like that… Do you want to do another fun thing, baby girl?"
"What?" Clarke was panting now.
"Do you want to put my cock inside your little twat? It'll feel good, I promise."
"Fuck… Yes… My clit is loving this daddy… This is good."
"Oh baby… But what I have in mind will feel thousands of times better… Imagine… My cock up you pussy… Hitting a special place that would make you come so hard that you would see stars… Come on love, let my do this for you." Clarke was almost coming when Lexa stopped separating Clarke's legs and slowly rubbed her cock over the blonde's opening.
"Daddy!" Clarke made a pout, she was about to cum when Lexa stopped.
"Come on love… give me your hand, let me make your fingers wet for you to rub your clit. It's gonna feel good, love. Have I ever lied to you, baby girl?" Lexa was teasing Clarke, she knew the blonde wouldn't last long, she wanted to enjoy every second of that.
"Never… mmm… you suck my fingers as you sucked my clit… I love it, daddy, please, don't stop."
"I won't, baby… come on, rub you clit, gently, I'm gonna put my cock inside your cunt… shit… you are so tight, baby girl… are you OK?"
"Yes… just… gentle daddy, please… it… is big… fuck…"
"Like that, love… so, so, so slow… fuck… you're taking it so good baby… keep stroking your clit… does it feel good?"
"Yes… oh god… yes… slow… like that… fuck…" Clarke was loving the combinations of pain and pleasure, the second feeling was, as always, winning that battle.
"Baby girl… you're… fuck… is all in… would you like a minute to adjust?" Lexa smirked.
"Yes, a minute. Could you kiss me daddy? Show me that you love me." Lexa did. When she was in Clarke, just there, not moving, just feeling like they were incredibly closer, almost as one, kissing, that was the time Lexa gave the blonde her soul.
"Are you ready? I'm gonna move, OK? slowly at first… then, I'm gonna fuck you so good baby girl… so, so, so good… Are you ready, love?"
"Yes…"
"I'm gonna guide you through it… OK? Just relax, daddy knows what I'm doing." Clarke smiled. She knew Lexa was considerate. But when she talked like that during sex, she knew that what was going to happen just could end one way…
"OK daddy."
"I want you to tell me how it feels, OK, baby girl?"
"Yes daddy."
"Good girl. Now, I'm gonna move my hips, put your leg over mine… yes like that. Open yourself for me, baby. Do you like it?"
"Yes"
"Fuck… I love your wet cunt all over my cock… fuck, baby… yes… move you hips… yes… fuck… are you feeling my cock hitting your G-spot… does it feel good?"
"Yes daddy… yes… Am I being a good girl?"
"Fuck yes baby, you're taking my cock like a real princess. I'm gonna pinch your nipples… do you like it? I know you do… you are a naughty girl. I love that about you… fuck… yes baby… yes… keep rubbing your clit. I can feel that you like it… I'm gonna move a little faster… fuck… baby."
"Oh god… don't stop… don't stop… daddy, daddy, suck my nipple… fuck… I love being daddy's good girl… I've been good, daddy please, suck my nipples." Lexa was losing the battle, she was about to cum. Having Clarke like this was so much for her. She put Clarke's arm over her head and then leaned a little and captured the blonde nipple in her mouth. She focused on sucking instead of fucking. She could feel the blonde's walls squeezing her cock. She wanted to last a little longer. She wanted Clarke to fuck her.
"Fuck baby, you are so sexy all the time… I'm… shit… Am I filling you good? Can you feel all my cock in you? I love your dripping pussy… I love that you are so fucking horny for me all the time… take it baby… come on… take it… shit… such a good baby girl."
"Mmmm, daddy… yes… fuck me daddy… fuck me good… shit… like that… oh my god!" Lexa seeped up her rhythm, making Clarke scream her name… she was now grabbing Clarke's hips with force, trying to prevent the blonde from falling.
"Baby… you are so close… fucking hell… hold it up a little baby… I need you to fuck me…" Lexa slowed down and brought Clarke over her body.
"Daddy… I was… so close… why are you doing this?"
"It's OK love… we are just gonna change the position a little. Keep your body still over mine, OK. I'm gonna… sit us down. Nice… now… don't put my cock out of your pussy… I need you to straddle me, face me, and then fuck me, OK?"
"OK… like that daddy?" Lexa nodded. "I'm just wanna say that I'm not gonna last long, daddy…. Oh my god… like this daddy?"
"Yes, like that… good girl, you spin over my cock… you're a beautiful, obedient baby girl. Now… bounce… OK, like if you were jumping… shit… yeah… like that… fuck, I love your tits… bouncing, big, beautiful tits… would you like me to suck your nipples?"
"Yes… fuck… your cock feels so big like this… fuck… Am I fucking you right, daddy?"
"Yes, keep going… fucking hell… I'm your daddy, love… I'm the only one… shit… fuck… so beautiful."
"Yeah… shit… you're such a good daddy, always making me cum… shit… your cock is all up my pussy… fuck… I can… shit… like that… oh my god, daddy… again… your finger is in my asshole."
"Shit baby, you love it… your cunt squeezes my cock so good when my finger is up your ass… you're getting wetter… fuck me a little more baby girl…"
"Fuck… fuck… I can feel you all over me… shit… shit… daddy please… I… please… make me cum… please…"
"OK… OK… Now… stay still, spread your legs, and let daddy fuck you…" Lexa hugged Clarke waist with one arm, adjusting her back on the couch, her legs supporting her weight, and then she thrusted her hips hard and fast. All that came out of Clarke's mouth were moans. "Fuck baby girl… take all… take it… shit… shit… you are so good… my cock is all in… fuck… fuck… like that baby, let those tits bounce… fuck…"
"Daddy… daddy… I'm cumming… ah… daddy… fuck, don't stop… fuck…"
"Shit baby… yes… cum on me… come on! Cum… I take it all… shit…"
"Daddy, cum inside… please…"
"Of fuck…" Lexa came hard, her legs were giving, so with a lot of effort she sat down with an unconscious Clarke over her. "Fuck… I'll high five me… but… shit…" Lexa put her cock out of Clarke, laid them on the couch, with her boxers she cleaned them, took the blanket and put it over their naked bodies, closed her eyes and slept.
Clarke and Lexa woke up a couple of hours later. But something in the brunette's mind was bothering her.
"I came, literary so, so, so hard." The blonde smiled at the brunette. Lexa kissed her head and hugged her.
"I know. I was there... you blacked out. We are getting better, my love. And dirtier. So far so good."
"Yup." Clarke was stroking Lexa's arm tattoo. "What are you thinking?" Lexa sighed.
"I think I am jealous... I'm a jealous guy." Clarke chuckled and kissed Lexa's cheek.
"Oh my God. John Lennon references. You are really struggling with this, right?"
"Yeah! Am I… jealous… like… horrible jealous? Bad jealous?"
"Yes, you are... But not extremely jealous. You just show your pride and protectiveness when somebody is stupid and want me to do things I don't want. What's the problem about that?" Lexa looked at Clarke's eyes.
"I don't want to be like that. It's... bad."
"Why? You love me and want me to be yours, only yours and you protect me from harm. I don't think that's bad. It's romantic."
"I don't know Clarke. Today I almost made Oscar shit his trousers because I thought he wanted to ask you out... I was so embarrassed."
"Oscar... like... Oscar my classmate? The one I introduced to you last semester... Oscar... Brian's boyfriend." Clarke rose from Lexa's embrace and looked at her directly into her eyes. "Why?" Lexa's face was red, she smiled shyly, kissed her girlfriend's head and then got up from the couch. She grabbed her backpack and got the two tickets.
"He wanted to give you this. But you weren't answering your phone. He saw me coming and gave me those. I was a bitch… and then… I'm so, so, so, sooo sorry. It will never happen again." Lexa handed Clarke the tickets.
"Oh, sweet! I was wondering when he would give them to me." Clarke stretched her hand and grabbed Lexa's wrist. "Babe?" Lexa was ashamed.
"I don't want to become a bloody... insecure... jealous... fucked up person... I mean... I was a bitch." Clarke pulled Lexa's body over hers. "I'm sorry!" Clarke chuckled and kissed Lexa's cheek.
"Did you apologise to him?"
"Yeah! Of course I did."
"Did he forgive you?"
"He did."
"Did you understand why what you did was wrong? Assumed that he wanted to ask me out."
"Yes I did."
"OK." Clarke put Lexa on her side and looked at her in the eyes. "Listen to me very carefully. You are a lovely, beautiful, loyal person. I know that you never will hurt someone on purpose. And you are always looking for my well being. You trust me Lexa, with your heart, with your body, with your dreams, our dreams. Everything you are. And I absolutely love you for that. That is a fact. But... you have a very short temper. If anything seems to threaten me you will react, because you know that I only want to be with you. And you know is both ways, right? I feel exactly the same. And I'll react like you did if I felt that someone is making you feel uncomfortable... And... You are also a horn-dog." They both chuckled. "Of course you would react at Oscar the way you did. All randy and ready to fuck me until I passed out. You were frustrated. And now I remember... I didn't tell you he was gay. He and Brian started to date... about... four months ago... so, now I'm going to ask you. Do you think I would ever cheat on you? That I would ever make something to hurt you on propose?"
"No, never!"
"Then... you have it. Your jealousy is cute. Well, not cute. Not when you are breaking noses..."
"Fucking people should really need to keep their hands off you when you don't want to be touched by them." Clarke kissed Lexa and laid over her chest.
"See. You are lovely. Anyway... Are you ready to be all dressed up and look hot to be at my side, hearing me talking about art and history?"
"Fuck yeah! Don't tell anyone I'm such a nerd."
"Baby... your secret is safe with me... now. Kiss me and let's fuck some more... then eat... and keep fucking."
"What about the kru?"
"Tomorrow. Today, I want you. Just for me."
