Chapter 12
Note from author: Okay so I was gonna do two updates this week but I got side tracked with work and finally coming out to my grandparents and there wasn't a good place to separate it into two chapters. So instead I'm updating today and this update is way longer than i usually do, so I hope you guys enjoy it.
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The three girls shifted in their seats, blushing profusely. "Uh, well, um," Raven mindlessly toyed with the edge of the blanket as she spoke. She was normally confident about this kind of thing but around Abigail and Anya? Another wave of heat flushed her cheeks as she thought of what she could possibly say to make this subject go away.
"Abigail uh, she found a um, well it was a thing that belonged to me..." Octavia did her best to stress the past tense as she spoke. She felt no shame for owning the toy as such, it was mostly just the second hand embarrassment that Clarke was emitting that was now penetrating her skin; seeping in like a warm and anxious virus.
Anya narrowed her gaze. "What? I'm confused."
"That makes two of us..." Lexa was staring curiously at the women who were all focusing rather intently upon their whitened knuckles from their tight grips upon the blanket and cushions.
"Abigail found a sex toy." Octavia looked up to see Clarke's wide eyed pleading gaze. "My sex toy. Abigail found my sex toy. That's me. Reckless Octavia. Leaving my stuff on the coffee table for everyone to see."
Anya slowly removed her feet from where they resided on the tainted coffee table. "Oh." Her and Lexa simultaneously mumbled; Lexa studying Clarke's badly masked, relieved reaction with intrigue.
"Dare I ask why you left it there?" Anya raised a brow at the girl who bit her lip and raised her shoulders.
"It's art." She added, her voice slightly too high for the statement to pass as truth.
"I see so why did you move the art?" Anya remained completely stone faced as she spoke, easily hiding the humor she felt towards the situation.
"Because even though Octavia finds it pretty, it's hardly appropriate apartment decor." Clarke rose as she spoke, heading over to the sink to pour a glass of water. This topic could not be forgotten soon enough, she mentally noted to scold her mother for bringing it up later. Octavia pouted as Clarke spoke; she believed the collection would make great apartment decoration.
"Right I should be off now." Abigail rose from the sofa before holding out her hand to shake Lexa and Anya's. "It was lovely meeting you girls, well, I was a complete demon at first; but I hope you can understand I am no longer that person."
Abigail breathed a sigh of relief when the girls accepted the handshake, albeit with slight hesitation on Lexa's part (she was still yet to forgive her for making Clarke cry). "I'm glad I got to meet you." Lexa's words were sincere, how badly they got off she could put aside (slightly) but she was Clarke's mother and she needed to show Clarke she was trying.
"Maybe we could do this again some time, coffee that is, a do-over?"
Smiling apprehensively and looking to Clarke for a confirmation it was okay, Lexa eventually nodded. "Sure."
Abigail bounced slightly at the girls words. "Great, I shall arrange it with Clarke." She moved to take Clarke in for a hug. "I'll bring that baby album I've been waiting for years to whip out!"
Clarke's jaw dropped and she stared at her mother in horror. "You wouldn't-"
"I would. It's motherly tradition Clarke. Especially your bathtub shots." She turned to Lexa; ignoring the loud groans from her daughter and snorting from her friends. "Clarke refused to bathe without her plastic dinosaur, Sid, until she was six, or was it seven Clarke?"
Clarke pushed her mother towards the door, her face bright red. "I think that's enough discussion time for today Mom."
"Well, I need to call work anyway. Lexa, remind me to tell you of the school trip where-"
"Already sorted that one Abi!" Octavia grinned at the pair.
"Oh my God this is the second time I've heard of this story, could someone just fill me in dammit." Anya's groans subsided when Octavia turned to her; a mischievous grin on her face.
"Right you're leaving!" Clarke pushed her out the door. "Text me and let me know what days you're available. I have lessons and lectures all day tomorrow but after that I think I'm free."
"Okay, I shall, and Clarke," Abigail took her daughters hands in her own "I truly am sorry for everything. I know saying this now won't make up for the years of what I've done... What I've said, but I hope over the years to come I can make up for it slightly."
Clarke was trying to listen to her mom, but all she could focus on were Anya's gasps and squawks of laughter as Octavia retold every detail of how she peed herself, with a lot more detail then was needed. Did she really have to mention how it trailed down the floor of the place because of the ramp. God dammit.
"Okay Mom, I'll text you." Clarke smiled, having heard some of what her mother had said. She was trying. Abigail nodded and left, returning the smile.
"And then everyone at the bottom of the ramp realized what they were stood in-"
"O that's enough! Shut it!" Clarke slammed the door and ran, jumping to pounce on her friend and hitting her on the head with a comforter as she landed.
"But I didn't even get to the best parttttttttt!" Octavia's whines were muffled by the pillow that Clarke was still holding on her face.
"I think Anya has heard enough!" Clarke moved the pillow and hit the girl on the shoulder before sliding to the side and landing atop of Lexa's lap.
"I don't think Anya has." Anya added, smirking at the narrowed glare the blonde shot her upon hearing the words.
Raven noted how Lexa's fingers were trying to soothe the girl by trailing figure eights on her upper thigh and immediately shot Clarke a questioning look; causing her to blush. "Maybe we should discuss it at your place, or over coffee... Y'know... give these two some time to work out their... tension." The brunette winked at her friend who was simply looking at her with her best 'I'm going to skin you alive later' look.
Anya raised a brow before following Raven's eye line to where Lexa was still aimlessly playing with the girls thigh. She smirked at the couple and stood. "I could do with a coffee. O? You game?"
Octavia huffed. She wanted to stay in and watching television, but she didn't wish to do so whilst the other two tried to ignore their thick sexual tension for God knows how many more hours. "I'm in."
The three hurried to the door after Clarke finally located Octavia's wallet. She sighed disapprovingly as she handed it over. Why must she always leave her stuff in the fridge?
Grinning, Octavia took the wallet and pulled her friend in closer; checking no one was in hearing distance before adding. "Do you guys need something while were out? Some snacks? A condom?"
Clarke rolled her eyes and hit the girl. "You're seriously still pulling out the mean girls references huh?"
"Don't hate me because I'm fetch." Octavia winked at her friend before heading out the door with Raven and Anya, yelling a quick 'be safe' before shutting the door.
The blonde sighed with relief; they were finally gone. As much as she loved her friends; she had been wanting to be alone with Lexa since hearing her say those things outside of the coffee shop. Clarke walked into the kitchen where the girl was sat on the counter top swinging her legs as her brow furrowed in thought. "You okay Lex?"
Lexa snapped out of her daze and immediately replied without thought. "Did you mean it when you said you loved me and when you called me your girlfriend in front of your mom? Or was that just to get under her skin?"
Clarke's mouth dropped open and shut a few times before she moved to stand between Lexa's legs, looking up to where she sat on the counter. "I, uh, yeah I meant it." Clarke's cheeks started to burn at the embarrassment and fear of how the girl would respond. Lexa's legs tightened around her waist slightly at the revelation, her eyes growing wide as she searched Clarke's face; waiting for her to look back up. "I'm sorry. I know we've hardly been dating that long, and oh God we hadn't even talked about being exclusive, and then I dump those massive words on you when you probably don't even feel the same way which would be totally fine because-"
Grinning, Lexa tilted the girl's flushed face up to meet hers, bringing Clarke's bottom lip in between her own. "I love you too Clarke Griffin. Though I'm kind of annoyed about the whole girlfriend thing."
The blonde looked up at her in astonishment, love, then fear. "I'm sorry, we don't have to-"
"I mean I kind of wanted to ask you. Y'know, for the street cred," Lexa winked at Clarke and bit her lip as she watched the relieved grin spread across the girls face. "can't have the other girls on the team thinking I'm weak."
Clarke laughed lightly and pulled her in for another kiss. "But then wouldn't I be the weak one?"
Shaking her head, Lexa wrapped her legs around Clarke in a firm hold. "Nope. I have the opportunity to ask the most beautiful girl in the world to be mine. Now how do you think they'd feel if they knew I had passed that opportunity up?"
Clarke pushed Lexa's legs down and moved back a step. "So maybe you should ask..."
Lexa was slightly taken aback by this, but quickly composed herself, simply raising a brow at the challenge before hopping down and taking Clarke's hands in her own. She breathed in deeply; trying to suppress the thudding of her heart that she could feel pounding against her chest. "Clarke Griffin," Another breath was taken; this time much more jagged as it passed the lump now forming in her throat. "would you be my girlfriend?"
Grinning profusely, Clarke kissed Lexa on the cheek. "Nope." Se replied before heading towards her bedroom laughing.
The brunette stood for a moment; trying to figure out what had just happened. "What do you mean no?!" She added, following after the girl who was laid there, laughing on her bed.
"I'm joking. Of course I will."
Lexa moved to straddle Clarke whose laughter hitched and eyes blackened as the girl sat atop of her. "You sure about that?"
Nodding, Clarke muttered a faint 'mmhmm' not trusting her voice to speak properly as her thoughts became very much focused on the heat forming between her legs.
"So what do you wanna do this afternoon?" Lexa ran her fingertips up Clarke's thigh; feeling the girl shudder beneath her touch.
"Um, I really need to get some sketching time in." Feeling her girlfriend retract her hand, she realized Lexa may have been hurt by her words. "Not that I don't want to continue, uh," She gestured to the brunettes body and herself. "this. I just really need to get another piece done before tomorrow or I may lose my place at the exhibition."
Lexa's eyes widened in realization that Clarke probably wanted to be alone and quickly jumped off her lap. "I'll uh, I'll leave you to that then." She moved in to kiss her but frowned when she saw the lips moving away from her.
"I was hoping you'd stay actually, I kinda wanted to draw you..." Clarke blushed as she moved her gaze from Lexa to the floor, remembering the last time she had been caught sketching her.
"Oh," Her cheeks began to burn too knowing Clarke wanted to draw her. "That'd be cool." She laid down on the bed resting her head on her hand, her elbow propping her up above the mattress. Play it cool Lexa. "So how do you want me?" She raised a brow, causing Clarke's blush to deepen. Nailed it.
"I wanted to draw your tattoos, so if you can turn with your back to me... Preferably with your shirt off... I mean if you're comfortable with that and all."
Lexa audibly swallowed. Shit perhaps I played that too cool. "Uh, yeah sure, that's fine." She turned so that her back was to Clarke then took a deep breath in as her fingers played with the hem of her shirt. You've been almost naked in bed with her. You can do this. She swallowed again and as she breathed out pulled her shirt over her head. "Do you um, do you need my bra off?"
She smirked as she heard the blonde's breath halter, a slight squeak escaping her. "That would be helpful." Clarke's voice broke as she spoke and she immediately chastised herself mentally before continuing. "If you're okay with that.I don't want to ask for anything you wouldn't feel comfortable with."
Lexa raised a hand to her back and with one smooth action the bra came undone before she pulled it off entirely. "It's okay Clarke. Your an artist, I'm sure you've seen loads of naked bodies." Lexa rolled her eyes at her words. Thankfully Clarke was facing her back so the brunettes blush was entirely hidden. She didn't really feel comfortable with being this naked (when Clarke was fully clothed at least) but she wanted to appear confident and not the anxious wreck she truly was.
"Nothing like you though," Clarke absentmindedly let her fingers trail along the bold black tattoo that covered the girls back, down to where the bottom letter (she assumed to be from a foreign alphabet) disappeared into the waistband of her skinny jeans. She felt Lexa's back straighten and her skin shiver beneath her touch. "Shit, sorry, I didn't mean to-"
Lexa's laughter filled the air and Clarke immediately relaxed. "It's okay Clarke, but it's kind of cold so if you could start drawing now I'd really appreciate it."
Clarke took note of the goosebumps that covered the girl before her and moved to grab the blanket she was sitting on, throwing it so it fell into the front of her girlfriends lap. "I know its not much but it'll at least keep your... front warm." She cringed. Why can't I just say boobs? It'll keep your boobs warm Lexa. She shuddered at the thought. Drawing attention to her boobs while she was naked would not have been nice, even though Clarke was sure Lexa's breasts were probably the most amazing sight she would ever see (if she was ever lucky enough to).
"Thanks."
"I'm drawing now, I swear." Clarke rested her head on the headboard as she worked her charcoal against the paper- she normally preferred pencil for drawing but she thought Lexa's tattoos would look pretty damn cool in the other medium.
Lexa laughed. "It's okay. Take your time. My... front is warm now anyhow."
Clarke screwed her face up hearing her words leave the girls mouth. God she must think I'm such a dork. She's probably all experienced and what not and I can't even say the fucking word 'boobs'. Dear God. She hurriedly moved the charcoal against the paper as she let herself get lost in her drawing and the toned back before her.
Sighing in accomplishment, Clarke held her drawing up to get a better look of it against the subject. Not bad, She thought, finally becoming aware of just how slow Lexa's breathing had become. Shit, maybe she's asleep. Fuck. What if she is asleep? How am I meant to wake her without the risk of her getting scarred and jumping and oh fuck what if I see her boobs. I mean, sure, I wouldn't mind seeing her boobs, but if my cheeks go red she's gonna think I'm some inexperienced loser who-
"Clarke can you stop thinking so loud?" Lexa turned her head to meet her wide eyed glare with a smirk.
"I wasn't thinking." Lies.
Lexa chuckled. "Clarke, you held your breath for like an entire minute. I think you were."
Clarke's cheeks burned and she moved to hit Lexa's shoulder to take the smug look off her face. "Fine. Maybe I was. I'm done by the way."
"So what were you thinking about, if you don't mind me asking? You totally don't have to answer that." Lexa pulled her bra on but struggled to hook it at the back.
Taking a deep breath Clarke raised her hands to take it from Lexa's grasp; moving in closer so that she was sat directly behind the girl as did her bra up. "I uh, don't laugh at me okay.
Lexa tried to ignoring the warmth that pooled between her legs at her girlfriends touch and nodded. "I would never laugh at you Clarke. Well... unless it was funny then I'm sorry but I probably would."
Clarke giggled nervously; her breath tickling at Lexa's neck, causing the girl to cross her legs at the sensation Clarke was inducing. "Okay. Well... The thing is... I've never been with a girl." Lexa laughed slightly and Clarke moved to hit her. "You said you wouldn't laugh asshole!"
Lexa raised her hands in surrender though Clarke couldn't see them. "I'm sorry,sorry, geez. It's just I already knew that Clarke. I don't care babe."
Clarke's eyes widened at the name and she saw Lexa stiffen slightly as the word left her mouth. "I'm just worried because you're all experienced and my only experience has been with guys, and I don't think my last boyfriend Finn counts as I think I only had one orgasm out of all the times we had sex." Closing her eyes she breathed in and tried to figure out why she had thought the last part appropriate. Yes Clarke, tell Lexa of your orgasmless pit of sadness.
Laughing lightly Lexa turned; forgetting she was topless, and took Clarke's cheek in her hand. "Clarke, it's fine. I haven't exactly slept with many girls and every girl is different with what they like anyway, so I'll be figuring it out as well as you."
Letting her eyes drop to the breasts clad in a black lace bra in front of her, the blonde swallowed. "Okay."
Lexa suddenly felt very exposed; realizing she had forgotten to put her top back on. "Shit, sorry." She moved to grab her top but felt Clarke trailing her fingers along her hip bone and stopped.
"We can move slowly if you want." She closed her eyes as she felt Clarke's fingers move higher up along her rib cage.
"Is that what you want?" Clarke stopped her fingers before they got to the bottom of her girlfriends bra.
"No, I mean, I just want you to feel comfortable. I'm okay with whatever you ahhhhhh-"
Lexa's eyes rolled back as Clarke gripped her right breast firmly.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to-" Clarke went to remove her hand but stopped when Lexa's covered her own.
"No, It's good. I just, uh... That's kind of my biggest turn on spot."
Clarke tightened her grasp and this time didn't let go as Lexa's gasp filled the thick air between them. Her other hand moved to Lexa's back and hovered over the strap, waiting for her to nod before she undid the clasp, removing the last bit of clothing from her girlfriends chest. Leaning back the blonde haltered for a second. She is beautiful. She trailed her eyes along the tanned skin, lingering for a while on the curve of her breast before taking in her nipples. Oh dear God she's perfect.
Clarke realized she had perhaps been staring too long when Lexa cleared her throat. "You okay? " She nodded at the brunette. She was very much okay. Too okay in fact. "We don't have to continue if you don't-"
Lexa's words were cut of when the girl's hand covered her now bare breast, her other moving to hold the brunettes back as she pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss was not soft by any means; teeth clashed as she bit down on the lip between her own, eliciting a deep moan from the blonde. "I want to." Clarke moaned into the kiss. She lifted her other hand, allowing them to explore both of the girls bare breasts, grinning into the kiss as Lexa gasped when she rubbed her nipple between her thumb and her finger. She replicated the action on the other simultaneously and couldn't ignore the wetness that was pooling between her thighs when Lexa moaned even louder.
"Fuck, Clarke." Clarke was now very happy her roommate was out. She took a mental note to avoid Lexa's breasts when she was in.
Opening her eyes, Lexa rested her gaze upon Clarke who was staring at her with an affection she had never seen before. An affection and what she deemed- by the blue eyes that were now swamped by black- to be lust. Moving her hand to tug at Clarke's shirt she stopped moaning for a second, her voice breathless. "Can I take this off?"
Clarke swallowed loudly but nodded, watching and raising her arms as Lexa pulled the shirt over her head before moving to take her bra covered breast into her hand. Clarke let her eyes close as she enjoyed the sensation, the burning from her girlfriends touch adding fuel to the fire that burned lower.
Lexa kissed along the curve of the girls chest. "And this?" She looked up to meet the wild eyes as she pulled at Clarke's bra strap.
"Yeah." Clarke managed to breath as she lent in to Lexa who very easily undid her bra before throwing it to the side. Opening her eyes, Clarke finally set her gaze upon the girl before her, fearing her judgment but instead meeting the sight of equally blackened eyes, and Lexa's bottom lip trapped between her teeth.
Lexa chewed her lip. She had felt a deep attraction to the girls she had been with before, she had thought what she felt with Costia was so strong it was love. However, as she let her eyes glaze over the large, ivory skinned breasts in front of her her throat quickly became dry. She was very wrong. What she felt for Clarke was a burning fire that no one could put out. Her desire for Costia was greatly less significant, so much so she wanted to laugh for even thinking it was the be all and end all, it was a mere lit match compared to this. When she looked up to Clarke's eyes and felt her heart in her throat, the need to protect and care for this girl until she died... She knew what she felt for Clarke was love. "I love you." The words came out choked and her eyes felt wet.
Clarke's last morsels of embarrassment faded as soon as the words left her girlfriends lips. That and the adoration she was staring at her with made her wonder what on earth she would do without this girl in her life, this girl as hers. "I love you too." Clarke replied, the words equally as breathless.
Hearing Clarke say that was all Lexa needed to make her take Clarke's face to hers once more; her second hand supporting Clarke's neck as she laid her on the bed.
Clarke kissed the girl passionately, ignoring the fact she would pass out if she didn't come up to breathe soon. Before she had the chance, Lexa was torn from her lips and she groaned at the separation causing the girl to laugh as she worked her way down the blonde's chest, kissing her gently. "Hey, come back; I wasn't done with you."
Lexa's laughter vibrated against her chest and she frowned at the girl who was tormenting her. The frown quickly disappeared though as Lexa's kisses enveloped her nipple; her tongue running across the now hardened tip before the brunette took it fully into her mouth, sucking so hard the painful pleasure caused Clarke's hips to buck forward into her own. "Fuckk." Lexa eased up the pressure slightly and slid her thigh between Clarke's legs, allowing the girl to rub herself against it the next time her hips raised.
Clarke shuddered as she raised her hips in pleasure only to meet Lexa's toned thigh. If she didn't still have her jeans on she would be worried about getting it wet, though she was sure Lexa wouldn't mind. The brunette continued to suck on her nipple for a minute before moving the attention to Clarke's neck, making her toes curl as the rhythm of Lexa's hips met her own. When Lexa's the lips met Clarke's pulse point she moaned so loudly she would have been embarrassed had Lexa not have growled slightly at the noise. "Lex, my, neck," She moaned between heavy breaths. "it, kinda, makes me, really turned on." The brunette bit down on her slightly before sucking harder. "Oh fuck!" That is definitely going to leave a mark. Clarke didn't care though, at this point all she could focus on was the sensation building between her legs. "Lexa, I want you to fuck me."
Lexa swallowed. There was nothing in the world that could turn her on more then hearing the blonde mutter those six words. "You're sure?"
Instead of nodding Clarke moved Lexa's hand from where it rested on her breast down to her pants. "Fuck me."
Nodding, Lexa quickly undid the button then the zip, hesitating slightly before moving to pull off the trousers and throwing them to the floor. As she crawled back up the girls body she took in the pastel lace that was left covering her and tried to remember to breath properly. She bit her lip and laid on top of Clarke, eliciting a moan as she trailed a hand up between her legs on top of her panties. The girls breath hitched and hips bucked into the touch, wanting so much more than Lexa was giving. Clarke's eyes rolled back as Lexa ran her fingertips back up the inside of her thigh before running it along her covered center once more. Her girlfriend moaned loudly beneath her, muttering curses beneath her breath as Lexa continued to tease her for minutes more. "Lex, please fuck me."
Pupils now entirely blown, Lexa nodded, moving the panties to the side and inhaling deeply as she let one finger trail along the girls now entirely bare and very wet center. "Fuck." This time it was Lexa who moaned as she felt her girlfriends arousal on her finger.
"Hey Clarke are you done drawing LexAAAHHH HOLY SHIT."
Lexa threw herself from the bed, covering her body with the blanket before moving to sit next to Clarke in attempt to hide her too. This was hardly needed though as Octavia now had her eyes covered with both hands. "I um, just wanted to know if you guys wanted food and drink? We got coffee..."
"Don't you kno-" Clarke's words stopped when she felt Lexa's finger trailing up her center; the action covered entirely by the blanket. She turned her head to see Lexa still very much focused on her friend as if nothing was happening, the only thing giving her away was the smirk that resided on her face. Clarke waited for Lexa to stop before continuing. "Why the hell are you home so soon anyw-" Lexa pushed two fingers deep into the girls center as she continued to watch Octavia, who- luckily- still had her eyes covered.
Clarke stifled her moan by biting deep into her lip. Holy shit that felt good.
"I didn't mean to, you text and said you were drawing Lexa, and my God unless that's some kind of weird artist sex code I don't know, AND we've been gone for like three hours, christ. I'm the one that's had to see you two doing it, GROSS BY THE WAY. I'm gonna need years of therapy to unsee your god damned boobs Clarke." Octavia's words were muffled by her hands as she spoke.
Clarke was trying to focus on Octavia but all she could focus on were her eyes rolling back into her head as the waves of pleasure coursed through her body with the quickening pace of Lexa's fingers, a slight moan escaping her when, did she just add a third finger? Clarke opened her eyes to see the smirk on her girlfriends face growing larger. That would be a yes. Luckily Clarke remembered Octavia was still in the room before her moans became too audible. "Okay, I'm not sorry tho, you should knock O!" Clarke's voice broke each time Lexa's fingers entered her.
"Well I bloody well am going to now aren't I! Anyway, get your asses dressed and come drink your drinks before they get cold. If you don't I'm sending Raven in." She turned to quickly leave, slamming the door behind her.
As the door shut Lexa swung a leg over so she was straddling Clarke. "I can't believe you just-" Clarke was trying to be mad but that was much harder than suspected with her girlfriend's fingers still moving inside her. "I'm gonna get you back for that." She groaned. Lexa chuckled but frowned when Clarke grabbed her wrist to stop her.
"I'm sorry Clarke, I didn't mean to upset yo-"
A grin grew across Clarke's face. "Believe me that didn't upset me but I will be getting you back." She fumbled to put her bra back on then attempted to locate the other items of clothing. "It's just O means it when she says she'll send Raven in. And Raven is not as bashful around naked women. In fact, it wouldn't surprise me if she tried to join in."
Lexa lifted a brow in surprise before scrambling for her clothing. As pretty as Raven was she wouldn't appreciate her presence in bed with them. Neither would Anya. Lexa laughed as she thought Anya would be capable of the same thing... Maybe they were meant for each other.
Note from author: So I'm thinking of throwing in an Anya/ Raven scene one chapter if you guys want it... let me know what you think or if you just want all chapters 100% Clexa.