When Lexa woke up the sun was just rising on the horizon. She had always been an early riser, not really needing an alarm clock to wake her up. Clarke on the other hand was, as far as Lexa knew, a very heavy sleeper, practically comatose. On a normal Friday morning Lexa would get up, gather her spare clothes out of Clarke's closet and head to the bathroom to shower. Now she wasn't so sure what to do because she didn't want the blonde to wake up while she was in the shower thinking that she had left her. Not when she had promised her just hours ago that she wouldn't leave her.
As luck would have it Clarke woke up only moments after Lexa. Groaning at the sunlight shining her eyes she buried her head into the crook of the brunette's neck, successfully escaping not only the bright light but the reality of the situation. A few hours ago she had been groping Lexa through her jeans, fully intending to reach inside the jeans and stroke Lexa's dick. She had to press her thighs together just at the thought of having the brunette in her hand. But then she rejected her and Clarke could still feel the pain from the previous night. It has been a long time since she had cried like that, which spoke volumes about her feelings for the brunette.
Deciding to face her problems she lifted her head, only to realize how tangled she and Lexa were. Lexa was laying on her back while Clarke had at some point of the night kicked the blanket away so that she could drape her leg over Lexa's. Her arms were wrapped around her torso, clutching her tightly. She probably would have been embarrassed if they didn't wake up like that every time they slept next to each other.
"Morning" Clarke said with a raspy voice.
"Hey" Lexa replied softly with her eyes still closed. Unlike Clarke she didn't like to face her problems head on, emotional ones anyway.
"About last night….I'm sorry I was so….forward"
Lexa shifted so that she could face Clarke without being blinded by the sun. When she felt it was safe to open her eyes she looked at Clarke to see the sunlight shining down on her fair hair, shrouding her in a golden halo. Her breath hitched in her throat and it took all over energy not to ask the blonde if she was an angel.
"If anyone has to apologize it's me, Clarke. I'm sorry for hurting you."
"No, it's okay. If you don't want to be with me I'm not going to force you and it wasn't my intention to do so." Clarke didn't look her in the eyes, she couldn't not when she was trying to let Lexa go.
"What you don't understand is that it's not you it's me. Clarke, what I said about you, I meant it all. Whoever is dumb enough not to realize how amazing you are doesn't deserve you. And I want to be with you, believe me but look at you and then look at me. I'm broken. It wouldn't work out and I'm afraid to lose you." Lexa tried to find the right words but she couldn't so she had to hope that Clarke understood.
"God, it's painful to see how little you think of yourself, Lex. When I look at you I don't see someone broken, I see a beautiful woman trying to live with things most people can't even imagine and as horrible as these things are they made you who you are. Someone worthy of love and friendship and loyalty and I want to be the person to give you all of that and more. Please stop to think like that, it's very unbecoming of your character." The way Clarke talked about her melted her heart, with so much love that it almost hurt. The way she smiled at her, the way she looked at her made Lexa realize that maybe Clare knew what she was doing, who she was giving her heart to.
"Clarke…." She half whispered half moaned, because the only thing she wanted to do was kiss her senseless but she wouldn't do so without permission.
"What?" Clarke whispered back with a coy expression on her face.
"Can I kiss you? "The uncertainty in her voice was easily discernible but she didn't let that deter her.
"I thought you would never ask but don't think we're done talking about yesterday."
"Yes, Ma'am" Lexa mock saluted Clarke before rolling over to capture soft lips between her own, morning breath be damned.
At first their kiss was slow, both taking their time exploring the other's mouth before coming up for some much needed air. They continued to kiss, Lexa's tongue demanding entry which Clarke oh so willingly granted her. She moaned at the feeling of their tongues dancing with each other, she put her fingers into Lexa's hair pulling her even closer than before.
Soon enough their kisses grew more heated, the brunette's hands started wandering to full breasts, kneading them until Clarke moaned into their connected mouths. In retaliation she pressed open mouthed kisses to Lexa's prominent jaw, sucking at her pulse point, effectively marking her.
"Maybe we should take it a bit slower..." Lexa moaned out when Clarke was nibbling at her collar bone.
"Definitely" the blonde said in between kisses, making her way towards Lexa's breasts.
"..talk about what this means and oh God! Do that again" she yelled when Clarke tweaks her nipple while simultaneously grinding her hips against Lexa's erection.
"God, you're gorgeous when you do that." Lexa whispered against Clarke's ear. Right about now both had totally forgotten about taking things slow, maybe talking about things first. They were too lost in each other. Clarke started to thrust her hips against the brunette's member, both moaning against the friction until it wasn't enough and they needed to feel skin.
Clarke pulled Lexa up in a sitting position so that it was easier to shed her T-shirt, as soon as the shirt was gone she pushed Lexa down again kissing her briefly on the mouth before moving south to her breasts. She kissed the left while kneading the right one and switched sides when she was done with the left. "You're beautiful" Clarke whispered while trailing down Lexa's toned stomach.
Soon she reached the waistband of the brunette's boxer shorts, her erection forming a formidable tent. With one quick pull Lexa's dick bounced free and Clarke couldn't help but let out a low moan at the size. She couldn't wait to have Lexa inside of her, she couldn't imagine how worked up the brunette must be so she quickly slid down on the bed but not before smirking at Lexa and giving her a brief peck on the lips. Now she could fully concentrate on the beautiful penis in front of her.
She wrapped her hand around the proud erection in front of her and started a slow but firm stroke, observing Lexa opening and closing her mouth several times. When she decided enough was enough she leaned down to press a kiss against the huge head. Opening her mouth slowly she took the head between her lips and started sucking slightly.
Meanwhile Lexa had a hard time not to grip Clarke's hair and push her down further on her cock. When the blonde started to lick the shaft while also massaging her already sensitive balls she moaned loudly.
"Claarkee…."she bend her knees and raised her hips, wanting more of Clarke's mouth on her. Lexa gripped the headboard behind her, her pleasure quickly overwhelming her.
"God babe if you don't stop I will AHHH come!" she screamed into the air when she felt Clarke taking all of her into her mouth, sucking with vigor. They both knew she was about to come when Clarke suddenly released her dick with a pop and sent an apologetic smile at her. She growled at the denied orgasm but was curious to see what the blonde would do next.
Clarke finally pulled off her own shirt, displaying full breasts with pert nipples practically begging to be ravished but she shot Lexa a look that said 'later' so the brunette only nodded and swallowed hard.
The shirt was followed by her black slip, which was completely ruined. Her hand travelled down to the engorged bundle of nerves to play with it while Lexa could only watch. The blonde moaned when her circles around her clit became more forceful.
"Baby, please." Lexa couldn't hold back anymore. She had to feel Clarke's tight cunt around her, if it is the last thing she does and Clarke obliges because the next thing she knows she's straddling her and sliding back and forth on her dick.
"God, you're big. I couldn't have imagined you this big in my wildest dreams" she breathes out just before she grinds her clit onto Lexa's pubic bone.
"Ohh!"
"Clarke!" Lexa growls forcefully.
"You've made me so wet, babe. I'm going to do it."
She takes Lexa into her hands and places her head at her entrance. Taking a deep breath in before forcefully taking Lexa's full length in one thrust.
"FUUCK!" she screamed and clenched tightly around Lexa. Clarke had definitely underestimated Lexa's length and girth but she didn't regret it one bit.
She raised her hips again so that only Lexa's head was still inside of her, this time she pulled the brunette's hands from the headboard and placed them on her hips. Clarke's hands rested on the headboard for balance and that she could thrust more forcefully. When both were in place she took another deep breath and mentally prepared herself for Lexa's massive dick and the resulting stretch. She looked at Lexa underneath her and gave her a slight nod that was immediately returned.
Then she drove down again and she could feel Lexa bottom out inside of her. The feeling was indescribable, her inner walls were burning from the stretch but as soon as she relaxed a little she raised her hips again and repeated the motions crying out loudly every time.
Lexa wasn't fairing much better, Clarke wrapped around her was the most incredible sensation she had ever felt. With every thrust Clarke clenched around her even more tightly, it felt as if …. It felt wonderful. The image of Clarke riding her with abandon, her full breasts bouncing with every thrust burning itself into her memory.
They continued their brutal pace not making any pauses, too happy to finally have each other like this when they've both craved it for so long.
"Uhn!" Clarke drove down again, her head thrown back and her eyes screwed shut.
"You're" she raised her hips and braced herself.
"Uuuhn!" drove down yet again but this time Lexa pulled her down on with her hands on her hips. Clarke stayed like that for a short moment to feel the almost painful burn of her muscles.
"Beauti-"she raised her hips.
"Ahhh God!" and drove down again, Lexa's hand gripping her hips tightly. They were both close, Clarke knew, she could feel it in the way the member inside her twitched every time she drove down. So she changed their pace a bit, loving it how Lexa let her decide everything without so much as a sound.
She leaned forward, laying on Lexa's torso with just her arms supporting her weight. Instinctively Lexa angled her legs and waited for Clarke to start again. And oh boy did she start.
Lexa has never been ridden this good. Her dick continuously put pressure on Clarke's G-spot, making her moan loudly with every thrust. Clarke started to squeeze her tightly until their rocking became unsteady, their labored breathing the only sound except for the slapping of wet flesh against wet flesh and the occasional cries of pleasure.
"Lexa…I'm about to…" she couldn't finish her sentence when she felt her orgasm approach. It spurred her on and she started to drive down harder, forgetting their sloppy rhythm.
"Just one more time, baby..." she drives down hard with Lexa's help and clenches down around the shaft inside of her.
"One mooore!" she cries out and with on final, hard thrust she comes hard around Lexa. Taking her with her over the edge as her cunt repeatedly flexes around the dick inside of her.
Clarke can feel Lexa's come shooting inside of her, prolonging her orgasm for a few moments until both of them are completely spent and not able to move from their current positions.
"That was…." Lexa took a deep breath before continuing, "…probably the best…"
"Fuck ever, I know." Clarke finishes her sentence and they can't help but laugh a little. The laughter stops when Lexa pulls out of Clarke's dripping pussy.
"You are huge" she moans when Lexa slipped out of her. "How come you never told how huge you are?" Clarke asked curiously.
"Because that is exactly the kind of stuff you talk about with the girl you have a crush on who also happens to be your best friend. 'Hey Clarke, I have a huge dick, do you maybe want to go out with me?' Yeah, I don't think so."
"Maybe I didn't think that one through."
They just lay there for a while, Lexa tracing lines over Clarke's back absentmindedly while staring at the ceiling. Clarke was still on top of her too spent and comfortable to move.
"So you have a crush on me?" she mumbled lazily into the crook of Lexa's neck, automatically smiling at the brunette's admission. It was a great feeling to know that her own crush wasn't unreciprocated, that maybe something serious between them was a possibility.
"Yeah…I do"
"How long?" Clarke asked when she rolled off of Lexa's body, her arm supporting her head so that she could look down at Lexa.
The brunette mumbled something incoherently and groaned. Clarke enjoyed watching her squirm underneath her gaze.
"Come again?"
"Ugh I hate you. Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were friends" Lexa whined, not able to meet Clarke's eyes.
"If you tell me I'll tell you." Lexa shook her head a no, which prompted Clarke to lean down and kiss her collar bone gently.
"Clarke, don't do this please?" she begged, not so secretly enjoying the feeling of Clarke's lips against her skin.
"Tell me, Lexa" Clarke snaked her hand down to her semi hard dick, gently stroking it until she heard Lexa moan.
"Months"
"How many?" the strokes got harder with the revealed information.
"eight…" she whispered. Clarke smiled broadly at her and continued to stroke the now hard dick.
"We've only known each other for six." The idea of Lexa crushing on her even before they met turned her on.
"Please, Clarke" she moaned when the strokes continued, her breathing erratic.
"Please what, Lexa?"
"Stop" Clarke was surprised to hear that. She had expected something like 'fuck me' but not that Lexa wanted her to stop. Nevertheless, she respected the brunette's wishes and let go of her dick.
"You alright?" she asked slightly concerned because Lexa's breathing had turned labored really fast even though they had just started. Noticing the slightly panicked expression of her lover she settled her right hand across the brunette's heart, feeling it beat frantically against her rib cage.
"Lexa breathe. In one, two, three, four, five and out one, two, three, four, five, just like that. In and out." She tried to calm the panicked with a breathing technique that worked for many patients with frequent panic attacks. Clarke could tell that Lexa was trying hard to calm her breathing but it was to no avail. She pulled her into a sitting position, rubbing her back slowly while continuing to count out loud.
Slowly but surely the brunette's breath became more even. Clarke continued counting anyways to make sure that she wouldn't start hyperventilating again.
"Thanks" Lexa said after a while. Looking sideways at Clarke kneeling next to her.
"You okay?" she asked still worried about her friend…lover?
"I am now. Sorry for ruining the mood." She said when she settled back down again.
"Don't apologize, I should have noticed something was wrong. What triggered it?"
"I…I'm…" Lexa was visibly uncomfortable.
"You don't have to tell me, it's alright if you don't want to talk about it." She gently caressed her cheek while smiling reassuringly.
"I want to tell you it's just really embarrassing, so please don't laugh."
"I promise, I won't."
"Okay so the thought of you knowing that I've had a crush on you for eight months, longer than we actually know each other, kinda was the reason. I just head this image of you in my head laughing at me and… I don't know how to explain it…" she said with her eyes closed fearing Clarke's reaction.
"Look at me, Lexa." Lexa slowly turned her head to the side.
"I'm not laughing at you. It's actually kind of cute that you had a crush on me two months before we even met."
"It is?"
"Totally." Clarke said grinning like the Cheshire cat. "It really is"
"So does that mean you have a crush on me too?"
"I have and before you ask, from the moment we met"
They both grinned at each other like the idiots they were.
"Does that mean I get to kiss you now?" Lexa asked bashfully. She's always so uncertain when it came to the blonde, maybe it was because she never had anything like this before, maybe not. In the end it didn't really matter because Clarke was what she wanted and she was willing to enter unchartered waters.
"If you want to"
"Hell yes" Lexa answered quickly, immediately rolling on to of Clarke and kissing her with a passion. They moaned into the kiss but before they could lose themselves inside each other Clarke' alarm clock rang, reminding them that they had responsibilities, that there were things to be done.
"I'm so, so, so sorry Lex but I really have to go." Clarke said when she looked at her bedside table to see that it was eight o'clock already and that her shift started in an hour. Jumping off the bed with one last longing look at her bed and the woman laying inside.
"Go get ready! I'll make some coffee while you shower."
"What about you?"
"I'll shower when I'm home."
Fifteen minutes later Clarke stepped into the kitchen with still damp hair and her scrubs on. "We should probably talk about… whatever this is soon. I'm not sure whether I'm free for lunch but I'll text you as soon as I know, okay?"
Lexa just stared at her for a while before answering "Yeah, that'd probably be for the best, besides being in public might help not getting off track, you know?"
"I know exactly what you mean." Clarke smirked before she wrapped her arms around Lexa and pulled her close. It seemed like they just had to touch each other now that they knew they could. Pressing her lips against Lexa's neck she started to nibble on her collar bone just like she did in bed, this time she moved to the brunette's pulse point, biting down hard enough to leave a mark for everyone to see. She knew that it was childish but she couldn't resist the temptation.
"Clarke, you need to stop or we're going to be late. Indra will kill me if I'm late and look like I was attacked by a leech. Thank you by the way for that."
"You're welcome, Lex" Clarke said with an innocent smile before taking the coffee that Lexa offered her.
"Do you want me to drop you off?"
"Mhm would be great, thank you. I have a question for you"
"Shoot… actually don't do that I might get hit and die" she said sweetly her anger over Delphine's death still fresh.
"I can't believe you're still hung up on that. We don't actually know if she's dead or not and from a medical stand point she could've survived that."
"Well, excuse me for having a pronounced sense of justice as a Harvard educated lawyer."
"Lex, it's just a TV show no reason to get all defensive"
"It's just unfair that's all" Lexa said frowning at the thought.
"Come on, it's time for you to make the world a better place." Clarke grabbed her hand and pulled her out the door.
Once they arrived at the hospital they didn't know what to do. Would it be inappropriate for them to kiss each other goodbye? Should they hug or just wave? Before it could get even more awkward Clarke leaned over the middle console and pressed her lips to the corner of Lexa's mouth.
"I'll see you later, okay?" she said and got out of the car.
Even though, it was a cliché thing to do Lexa touched her lips where Clarke's had been moments ago and whispered goodbye despite the fact that the blonde was already inside the building.