Curtains like waves closing in all around us
Dimming the lights just so that they don't blind us
So tongue in cheek when we're laying on roses
But you're touching my skin and you're leaving me hopeless
I wanna feel you un, feel you under my body
I wanna feel you un, feel you un
Flex, time to impress
Come and climb in my bed
Don't be shy, do your thing
It's all in my head
There is a moment when you wake up before opening your eyes and know that something great is waiting for you. You don't need to open your eyes at all it's just a feeling working inside you.
It could be overwhelming where fear to open your eyes is stronger because you don't want to ruin it. Bliss, happiness, satisfaction whatever words that could be out there just didn't seem right to use.
The only thing that came close was complete. That something awaiting her for when she finally opened her eyes filled a hole she didn't know needed to be fixed. Well in Lexa's case it was a someone.
While she remained lying in bed she let her mind sort out that someone. Clarke and her were finally official which came with fear and excitement.
Everything since their first date had been just pulled straight out of a novel. Despite her absence the few weeks, the excitement came with making this work. The only fear lied in Lexa's past.
The past held secrets that if Clarke knew would end their relationship. The worst of it was the truth of who she is. It would be easy to think she'll accept her for who she is but that wasn't the case.
Clarke had fallen for the woman she met in the pouring rain one day. Except Lexa was not the true woman behind the mask. There were moments where Clarke would joke about it as Lexa did her best to redirect the conversation.
Guilt is a terrible thing to carry within and to lie made it worse. Lexa wanted to tell her the truth but she couldn't lose her. Things were finally going well for them.
What she needed to do was find the women and learn everything about that night. There were few attempts made but once Lexa started to fall for Clarke the search fell.
Though there are secrets in the past, there are secrets she held now that not even Anya knew. She did everything in her best to protect the people she loved since Costia passed finding secrets were the safest way. Lexa resorted to a mask as a result. A constant way she found herself pretending to be something she wasn't to the point where she believes herself that is who she is.
That didn't matter though, at least that's what she tried to tell herself. She would hold onto her lies until they were no longer hers to hold. If it meant losing a part of her so that she wouldn't have to let go of the blonde, then so be it.
Finally deciding it was time to open her eyes, she found Clarke standing at the edge of her bed.
"Hey."
"Hi." With only one eye cautiously opened she remained on her side despite hearing Clarke's voice.
The early sunlight beamed into the room refusing to let the green eyes open without blinding her first. Clarke picked up on it as she closed the curtains of the room to dim the light.
"Sleep well?" Lexa propped herself up on her elbows after finally turning over in a gruntled groan. She nodded her head unable to find the words of satisfaction.
Shamelessly Lexa starred Clarke down. Seeping through her tight shorts were her thick thighs that didn't take much imagination to know what was also seeping behind. As well, her tank top that sculpted her breasts revealed that she was not wearing a bra due to her visible nipples.
"I have a hot girlfriend." Lexa boldly spoke feeling the growing smirk on her face to hide her watering mouth.
"Should I be worried?" With crossed arms Clarke made her way closer.
"Very."
"Tell me about her."
"Mh she has this luscious blonde hair that's fierce like a lion's mane but kissed by the sun."
Liking the analogy Clarke climbed onto the bed. Seduction consumed around unable to avoid what was being built up.
"Eh she sounds okay to me."
"She has a way of bringing things to life akin to the way her paintbrush soothes out color on a plain board to create mesmerizing compositions."
Clarke rose an eyebrow curious if Lexa could outdo herself challenging her to another description.
Lexa took a visible gulp as the sight of Clarke crawling closer was not loosening her legs that were tighten under the blanket. It threw her off for the challenge undoubtedly.
"Her breasts half-globed like folded lilies deepset in the stream."
Clarke let out a rumbling laugh knowing nerves had gotten to brunette as she quoted a poem.
"Seriously? Dante Gabriel Rossetti?"
"Sorry you are making me nervous when you do-" Lexa twirls her fingers at her actions, "-that."
It only caused Clarke to make her movements as sexy as she could. Now hovering her body she removed the blanket covering Lexa.
"Clarke." Warningly Lexa watched as the blonde's fingers slowly walked over her stomach and worked its way up. Her fingers went right through the valley of her breasts then towards her lips letting her thumb trace the outlines.
Lexa's mind tried to rattle what was going on but Clarke wouldn't even give her time to breathe. Keeping direct eye contact Lexa could feel the warmth gather at the bottom of her belly enthralled by the blue eyes.
Unable to contain herself anymore Lexa pulled her into a kiss crashing their lips into a heat of desperation. Clarke's hand gripped onto the sheets to hold herself up. It takes a few seconds before Lexa grants Clarke's tongue the access she wanted. They pick up immediately where they left off yesterday.
Unlike the night before her concentration came in exploring her mouth. Eliciting a moan from Lexa, Clarke could feel the surge of dominance run through her. One hand trailed down the heated skin of her thigh with a knee already slipped between her legs. Her hand hesitant in getting what it wants.
It earned another moan from the brunette whose hands were entangled in the blonde. Though victorious in her movements Lexa was slowly able to get her mind out of the clouds to focus on her actions.
She wanted to feel Clarke under her. Every touch was as if she was laying in a bed of roses. Being in cloud nine with the feeling of Clarke under her left her breathless.
Pulling away to catch their breaths Lexa took it as the opportunity to flip Clarke on her back. Once hovering over with a leg on either side of her body, Clarke meticulously watched as Lexa removed the sweatshirt attached to her body.
Thrown onto the floor Lexa resumed their session feeling slightly cooler with the heated material off, or so she thought. Only her body managed to get hotter as Clarke's hands roamed her stomach. She awaited permission in which Lexa was quick to grant.
Lexa began to suck at her neck mumbling, "Touch me."
With a grip on her hips Clarke slightly pushed her off her neck to look at her face. "Are you sure?"
Lexa feverishly nodded her head creating a smile ear to ear on the blonde. Resuming where she left off, Clarke's hand found what she had been craving.
Slowly she rubbed each breasts giving equal attention. Her finger would trace over the hardened nipple and gently squeezing to evoke cries of pleasure. Lexa found no complaint when Clarke began to move her leg in between her.
Their make out session was quickly becoming heated and this time neither were looking to slow it down. Both bodies craved to satisfy the beast of desire that awakened more with every touch.
Lexa needed more contact though. The heat in the room was unbearable and she could feel her body get wet, everywhere. Pulling away from her lips Clarke watched again as she removed the shirt leaving her only in a black bra.
The color or its size did not surprise Clarke but the body that was attached to the business woman. She had seen it before constantly always being amazed but now she had the privilege of making it hers eliciting many dirty thoughts.
"Flex." Clarke husked as Lexa raised a brow in amusement. She paused though unsure of showing her body off like that.
"Really?"
"Please make my gay ass happy and flex your muscles."
Following commands, she did as told watching the blue eyes become dark and lustful. Clearly impressed Clarke's fingers outlined the sculpted body by the gods as Lexa mumbled that it wasn't really a big deal.
"You look like a horny teenage boy."
"It's my spirit animal Lexa, don't judge."
Lexa's laugh consumed the room enough to create a bubbly feeling inside Clarke. The smile on Lexa's face was quickly contorted though into a shock of pleasure as lips attached to her body.
Clarke's tongue began to work its magic as it traced her abs peppering with kisses and bite marks. Slowly she was discovering how Lexa liked and it was rough.
Clarke found her face nestled between the two pillows or what Lexa would call them her breasts.
Within minutes Lexa found her body reacting as it began to grind in Clarke's leg. No protest came from the blonde though as her heavy panting increased. Needing the friction in between her throbbing legs they found a rhythm.
It doesn't take long as the teasing had built her up enough. Just at the edge needing to be tapped over, Clarke's lips work at her neck as hands kept busy with the two pillows.
Lexa attempts to unravel beneath her feeling cries of pleasure swell in her throat, it's enough to wake her up. From closing her eyes in pleasure she opened them to suddenly not feel Clarke underneath her.
Jolting from the bed, Lexa batted her eyes repeated as she carefully scanned the room. Not only was there no clothing on the ground but no Clarke in her room. It was a dream that left a wet ache between her legs having not truly released.
Lexa suddenly realizes what had happened and thinks she might need a few showers to get over the sex dream. However she doesn't have much time to really think about it as she could hear murmurs outside the room.
Clarke's roommates were in the house which meant she had to get up unable to finish what her dream had started. Groaning she slammed her head back into the pillow trying to find the motivation to get up.
After a few minutes upon doing so she sluggishly walked out of the room and into the kitchen where noise was coming from.
Clarke stood by stove cooking something up. From the smell it was chicken sauteed in lemon juice, it was actually one of her favorites.
"Are you cooking dinner?" Lexa hoarse out in a groggy state. Rubbing her eyes she tried to adjust to the bright room. Her cheeks turned slightly red when she looked at Clarke feeling the recent images in her head. She had to remind herself that it was all in her head.
"Good evening sleepyhead." Clarke smirked flipping the chicken over.
Her face dropped at the realization of what she had just done. The voices coming from the living room confirmed that.
"It's about time you woke up." Looking into the living room Lexa caught glimpse of Octavia reading the newspaper as Raven worked on some sort of contraption on the table.
"Yeah and you snore really loud." Raven chimed in keeping eyes locked down.
She whipped towards Clarke who was already shaking her head in disapproval. Lexa spoke in a whisper voice of slight embarrassment. "I don't snore?"
Clarke turned around with a smile hearing the rare insecurity from the girl. Taking a moment she got to admire the brunette in an innocent state. Lexa had always shown the strength inside her but waking up from her sleep she could see the child within.
To no surprise either she was just as beautiful waking up as her hair was much more frizzy giving her bed hair. As well her green eyes seemed impossibly brighter. Sleep clearly was a necessity as she physically looked much better than she did last night. With the memories of last night in her head she could feel her body shake in excitement.
"No." Clarke snaked her arms around her waist pinning Lexa against the wall where her other two roommates couldn't see.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better."
"Yup." Clarke husked waiting for what she wanted gratefully Lexa picked up on it.
"So now that we are uh you know." Lexa motioned with her finger between the two. "Does that uh mean I can you know whenever I want?"
Clarke just shook her head this time not bothering to speak. With much joy Lexa gave her what she wanted by taking her lips between her own.
Even though the two had last night Lexa had really missed her during the weeks she had been away. Their week in Miami was as if it had happened a lifetime ago but she was determined to make it work now in their reality. She was drunk on Clarke Griffin with every touch and kiss she couldn't help.
Clarke pulled away breathlessly excited to have the girl in her own home. "Why did you let me sleep through the day?"
Lexa had her rested on her biceps to let her fingers rub up and down the skin.
"I didn't want to wake you."
As much a she loved the brunettes voice she wanted one thing only. Another kiss she took the woman off her stability and knocking her into the wonders of her lips.
With every second passing a simple kiss was not going to suffice either. While Clarke's hands rested on her hips Lexa began to run her fingers through the luscious blonde hair earning a significant moan from the other.
"Clarke if you could pull your horny body off of your girlfriend for a second you would know the food is burning."
"Fuck." Pulling away upon Raven's comment she returned to her food to lower the heat and flip the chicken again.
While normally Lexa had trouble showing affection around other people she couldn't help but want to give that to Clarke. This time she took her own hands and snaked it around her waist to rest her chin on Clarke's shoulder.
"They know?"
"I told them. Too soon?"
"No. And what are we having tonight?"
"Actually." Clarke placed the spoon down and turned in her arms.
"We are going on our first date."
"But we have already been on one."
"Technically not as a couple and I haven't planned one yet so it's our first date planned by me."
"So why cook?"
"Its for Raven. Don't ask it's just a favor." Pecking her lips she returned to the food.
Lexa walked out to the living room where the two other roommates waited to rightfully greet them. Octavia smiled mischievously offering her a seat at the table. Warily she took the seat as the other two squared her up.
Taking a visible gulp Raven scooted closer as Octavia crossed her arms. Unaware of what was happening she actually had been intimidated.
"We need to talk."
"Okay."
"Has anyone ever told you you're snores sound like moans?"
Her face drained white hoping they did not know what she did. It wouldn't surprise her if they had heard her. Raven picked up on the ghost face and let out a loud laugh.
"I'm fucking with you, relax. Should have seen your face pricless. Oh god, anway on a serious note, Clarke is a good person." Raven started out earning a nod of agreement from Lexa. "Her and Octavia took me in when I felt my shit fall apart."
"And Clarke took me in when I had no family other than my brother. Her dad passing cracked her heart."
"And the last person she dated shattered it even more." Both girls continued finishing the other's thought or sentence.
"That heart is fragile as it is whether she admits it or not."
"My intentions are not to hurt her." Lexa spoke understanding where the conversation was going.
"In all honesty Lexa I don't trust you but Clarke does despite what you did to her building." Octavia jabbed reminding her of their past. Lexa had clearly made their roommate happy which is why they didn't mind their relationship. But both kept an eye open just in case things went south.
It reminded her much of what Anya thought of Clarke. All friends only pushed for the relationship because it clearly made the other happy. However, they were all overly cautious still harboring earlier spite.
"I can make you disappear without anyone finding you or even knowing you were gone." Raven finally made the threat to secure the seriousness they were trying to portray.
Now that had definitely gotten Lexa's blood pumping harder after hearing from Clarke how smart the girl really was. She knew she was going to get the best friends talk but the two had put it in such a way that she was going to blow up the world if she wasn't careful.
Lexa had to admit the two were very good at this. "I plan to take our relationship very seriously."
"Stop scaring her she only said yes to me yesterday." Clarke walked in with the plate of food to hand to Raven.
"Just doing our duties." Octavia spoke as she got up. She pointed two fingers into her own eyes then back at Lexa to signal that she was watching.
"Anyway I have to go, Lincoln is waiting for me." Kissing both her roommates on the cheek she grabbed her things and left.
"Then there were three." Raven mumbled through the food in her mouth.
"Actually Lexa and I are going out now." Clarke led the girl to her room to help her get dressed before heading out the door and walking to the train station.
"Then there was one." Where the last things they heard as the door slammed shut.
Instinctually Clarke grabbed Lexa's hand as they made their way down the calm street.
"You know I can call one of my people to pick us up. Or we can even take a cab." They headed down the subway stairs as Clarke rummaged through her purse for her metrocard.
"No, I told you we are doing this my way, my date." Clarke handed her the card as Lexa inspected it.
"You've never used a metrocard have you." Clarke stated rather than question as she noted the confusion on her face.
"I'll have you know I never needed to use public transportation, like we don't need to now." Shaking her head the blonde swiped for them both quickly hopping onto the train to grab a seat. Unfortunately rush hour was getting the best which forced them to stand.
Lexa was clearly wary at first. The amount of people had caught her by surprise. She wasn't used to being around many strangers without one of her guards close by. Immediately her guard went up as she shifted closer to Clarke.
It worked to her benefit because as the train began to move, Lexa started the stumble forward not holding onto the rail. Clarke was fast enough to grab her by the waist to pull her into her.
"First rule of the subway, always hold onto the rail." Clarke whispered in her ear.
It sent enough shivers down her body with already red cheeks of embarrassment.
"What if I did that on purpose?"
"You're too smart for your own good." Lexa turned around holding onto the rail now. Clarke allowed her hand to continue to rest on her hip unless told otherwise.
"Clearly you like it since we are going on our first date." Lexa emphasized the first to mess with her as she still could not understand why Clarke insisted on another first date.
"You have never been on a real date." Lexa looked over confused.
"I think I recall us flying over Miami."
"I mean a normal people date."
"That was normal!"
"Says the billionaire."
"You've lost me Clarke." The grin on her face got larger as she grabbed her hand and played it with her fingers.
"Those were adventures Lexa."
"So what is a real date then?" Lexa purred as she leaned in closer due to the subway coming to a stop.
"I'll teach you. Now come on." Clarke took their intertwined hands and led them out as they reached their stop.
"Where are we going?"
"First rule never reveal your location."
"You had no idea we were going to fly a helicopter."
"That wasn't a specific spot we moved."
"We landed in Orlando."
"By accident." With a grunt she gave up knowing she wasn't going go to win this one.
Their destination was next to their stop making the walk short. Clarke stopped right in front of a semi abandoned building that to Lexa was enough to avoid and never return. Clarke pushed away the plastic at the door with Lexa pausing at the entrance.
"Is this where you kill me?"
"Even if I did you probably use your superhuman fighting skills to stop me." Referring to the time where Lexa sent a knife into a man, she shrugged her shoulders knowing the accuracy of the argument she could not disagree with.
Upon entering the building much of the dirt and construction lied around the floor with only a small clear pathway to the back. The flickering lights revealed the dark purple walls as the setting sun barely peeked into from the windows.
"Well, well, well if it isn't Clarke Griffin." The two had reached the back of a wall where a desk and woman sitting behind it remained. The young woman had long blonde hair with two different braids flowing down her slim fit body. The dark hair held in place with a headband matched the brown fiesty eyes.
"It's been a while." The girl came around to give a quick hug as Lexa waited patiently.
"No one is upstairs, right?"
"Next time you wait this long to drop in it won't be."
"Thank you Harper."
"You forgot to mention how incredibly hot she is." Harper mentioned as she reached out her hand.
"Harper."
"Lexa." She shook her hand noting the confidence oozing out of her.
"You have a girlfriend, Harper."
"Yes and she would greatly appreciate how much I am admiring this beautiful woman."
"Okay enough checking out my girlfriend and let us up." Lexa felt her body ache with joy at the mention of 'her girlfriend'. It was a much more enjoyable way she would much rather be introduced by instead of Lexa Woods.
Clarke grabbed her hand as they entered the very old elevator that still was manual and half a door to close.
"Tell Monroe I said hi!"
"Same for Blake and Reyes." With a sudden jolt the machine began to move and lifted them up the building.
"So the second rule is an affordable date," Lexa opened her mouth to argue but she continued, "for both people."
That quickly shut her jaw as Clarke mentioned the next rule. "The third rule is that the location is active enough to keep you busy if you get bored of them but also allow time to talk if it's going great."
Just as she spoke the elevator came to a complete stop with a fence blocking their view and entrance onto the floor. Lexa rattled in her mind where Clarke could have possibly taken her with that description.
Clarke expertly opened the fence then carefully stepped out as Lexa followed. They were greeted by a gust of wind revealing they were on the rooftop. As she followed her footsteps Lexa finally was able to see what she had planned.
The whole roof was covered in string lights as the sun had already gone down. The course had already been set up for them with different obstacles set in place at each stop.
"Mini golfing?" Lexa looked over as Clarke squatted down to choose her putt and ball.
"Yup." She handed Lexa hers who got a feel for the equipment.
"Is rule number four to make it a cheesy cliché date straight out of a rom com?"
"No, rule number four is something you both like."
"How do you and I like this?" Lexa followed the blonde towards the first hole who began to explain.
"You like sports, I like cheesy things."
"Yes your favorite movie is Say Anything." Lexa teased walking closer only to get nudged in the shoulder by her remark.
"Oh shut up it's a good movie!"
"If you are into that stuff sure."
"Says the girl who stood outside my apartment reenacting the most classic scene of all time."
"I was just trying to impress you." Letting out a chuckle Clarke scanned the hole even though she knew exactly what to do.
"Did it work?" Lexa kept her eyes trained on the blonde.
"What work?"
"Did I persuade you enough?" The smirk held on her face letting her tongue peek out through her teeth as she thought of an answer.
"I'll tell you after tonight." Lexa shook her head knowing the games she liked play. It meant they never knew what was coming next and it made their relationship all the more exciting.
"Rule number five, square up your date. So, ladies first."
Clarke motioned for Lexa to start their game off. Shrugging her shoulders she lined herself up. Clarke knew she was a dork at heart which is why what came next did not surprise her as she couldn't hold in her laugh.
Lexa squatted down to eye her angle making purposefully dramatic motions to find the perfect spot. It was funnier when she missed the perfect straight lined hole.
"Its harder than it looks Clarke." And with just one quick motion Clarke got her golf ball in the hole.
"Beginners luck." Lexa grumbled as she took another shot before getting it in. They made their way to the next hole slowly and in conversation.
"So how did you find this place?"
"Harper is an old friend. It's actually always super busy up here. You would be surprised, there are multiple floors you play on before reaching the top."
"How did we get this place alone then?"
"If you think I bribed her breaking a rule you are wrong. Harper owed me a favor." Clarke didn't have to look to know the smirk on Lexa's face.
"Which was?"
"She had a seizure when we were kids and I knew what to do which saved her life. My mom is a doctor, I knew how to take a pulse before I could walk."
Lexa's smile widen watching the girl scan the next hole for a new move. Hearing about the girl's past was always enchanti, to learn more about how she became the woman she is.
In another single swift move Clarke got her ball in whereas Lexa took three. Undeniably Lexa was getting frustrated and that was to Clarke's excitement.
The same thing happened after the next two holes. Clarke was an expert mostly due to playing it with her dad when she was younger a secret she has yet to reveal. Lexa on the other hand struggled not realizing something so mini could be the death of her.
Clarke lined up for the next shot taking quick glances of the hole and her ball. Waiting patiently on the side, Lexa leaned against her putt trying to figure out how she did it.
"Rule number six comment on the way she looks tonight, like how cute her outfit is."
"These are your clothing Clarke." When getting dressed all Lexa had in her bag were business outfits. Despite her protest Clarke did not want them to go back home so she gave her some jeans and a button down flannel.
"Exactly." The blonde winked not even looking down as she hit the ball and got it in the hole. Lexa grunted loudly as she knew how badly she was losing the game.
"What if I don't like her outfit?" Lexa decided to challenge her rules to test how efficient they were.
"Then tell her you like her hair."
"It's frizzy and a mess."
"You tell her she has incredibly special enchanting green eyes."
"A lot of people have green eyes." With every challenge came a step closer till the two were just inches apart.
"I'd tell her that even if her clothes aren't the best, that she has crazy hair, or she has these colloquial green eyes that she is still the most exceptionally beautiful woman my eyes have ever had the pleasure to look at it. I see a woman filled with radiant beauty, selfless, thoughtful, generous, and bold despite the world seeing you as stubborn, stoic, and unamusing. I see behind your mask."
Clarke a knew a while ago they stopped talking about the rules. The moment Lexa's insecurities slip she's quick to assume people would hate them but forgets the possibility that someone could love it.
"And what happens when they suck at mini golf?" It was overwhelming to hear someone speak highly of her. Fortunately Clarke knew she was grateful for her compliment despite changing the subject. It was just how Lexa was and Clarke understood it.
"Remember rule five?" Lexa nodded her head keeping her gaze.
"You square them up because if your date is good you want to be bad and if they suck then you can do this."
Clarke walked behind Lexa fixing her posture and position on the hole. Kicking behind her knee the girl squatted slightly to get a good angle. Then Clarke moved in behind her placing her hands over Lexa's on the putt. She rested her chin on her shoulders so that she could speak into Lexa's ear.
"Just follow my motion." With her back pressed to the front of Clarke, Lexa's mind flashed with images of earlier that she truly craved to fulfill. She really needed to get it out of her head because it was not helping her body right now.
Lexa's tension did not go unnoticed. Clarke moved her hands to her shoulders to press down.
"Relax. Close your eyes and listen to my voice." Clarke continued in a rhythm as Lexa followed. "Breathe in and breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. You do well grasshopper."
It was enough to get the girl to laugh in which Clarke took full advantage of. Lexa's shoulders relaxed and Clarke motioned their bodies to swing the putt and send the ball in the hole.
Lexa had now fully relaxed in her arms watching the ball fall right into the hole.
"See what happens when you are too tensed." Clarke joked in her ear then pulling away to see her smile ear to ear.
"You just wanted to do that move."
"I won't even deny it for a second."
Lexa finally got into the grove and gave Clarke competition when they played their second round. It was the last hole and all tied up.
"Just because you won the last one doesn't mean you got this." Clarke lined up her shot listening to the girl trying to throw her off her game.
"I thought girlfriends were supposed to be supportive."
"Its war here Clarke. No mercy will be given."
"I feel a bet coming on."
"Count me out I've learned my lesson the last time."
"Come on Lex afraid you'll hurt your ego?"
"Very much so, I like my ego where it is."
"If I win we take the subway and if you win we take your damn town car."
"Sounds fair."
"And ultimate bragging rights." Quirking eyebrow she did love the challenge and the winner would without a doubt hold onto this for a very long time.
"Deal." Clarke stuck her hand out to seal it. Lexa, however, shook it before kissing the blonde with as much passion as she could.
"That was mean."
"Just trying to be supportive." Lexa winked knowing the kiss was to throw her off her game.
To her benefit it worked as Clarke made it in six attempts and Lexa in five. Lexa began to cheer as she pumped her fist in the air doing a little dance.
"You are ridiculous."
"Jealous Clarke?"
"Another rule don't taunt your date."
"Sore loser?"
"Yes." Lexa wrapped her arms around Clarke's waist from behind. To shake the grumpiness out of her she spun the blonde in a circle.
"Lexa! Put me down!" Clarke let out in a shriek before being put down with a few more spins. Lexa continued her dance unable to hide her excitement. Being the secret dork she was she wasn't afraid to booty pop her butt at the blonde who grudgingly slapped it away.
"I'm never taking you on a date again."
After bantering back and forth their ride came to take them back to Clarke's. Comfortable silence followed, holding hands in the back seat. Lexa would occasionally rub her thumb back forth enjoying the touch of the soft warm skin.
The evening had settled down enjoying the noise of the city. Carefully listening there was something special about the city that never sleeps. Each time of day elicited a different noise. Mornings were the hustling and bustling of workers trying to make it on time. Noons were dominated by tourist too distracted by the skyscrapers looming over to notice the approaching taxi trying to speed it's way through the street. Evenings were the returns of tired bodies already worn out from the strenuous day.
Then there were nights, just like this one. Many had reside into their homes by now as a whole new set of beings emerged. Without the crowding of the busy New Yorkers on the street the sounds of the lively city were heard. From the cries of the ambulance to the flashing cars avoiding potholes and double parked cars to the man on the sidewalk still trying to sell late night tickets to a show.
There was a sound that illuminated from the city that if you took a moment to stop and listen you would view it in a totally different light. Except none of those distractions were strong enough to pull her eyes away from Clarke.
All her senses seemed to be attuned to only one channel. Seeing Clarke left her to gasp for air. Touching her skin set her own fire. The natural smell consumed her airways blocking all other scents attempting to lure in. Tasting the soft lips akin to a child on a constant sugar high leaving a smile unattainable to capture twice.
To be able to feel all these emotions just when looking at her reminded her there was more to life than just survival. Then to hear her was the best reminder. To hear her smokey voice, melodious laugh, heavy breathe, or even the sound of her heart beat was the epitome of her serendipity.
Hearing Clarke was her reminder that this was real. That what they had was a force not to be recokened with. The lying and the secrets she held onto this morning didn't seem to matter anymore because she was determined never to make it factor.
"Well this is my stop." They stood at the bottom of her steps afraid to let the night end.
"So how did I do on my first date?"
"Besides your taunting, I think you earned a B."
"That's unacceptable."
"I might be willing to give extra credit." Lexa smiled as she pulled the blonde closer.
"Do share."
"Guess what rule seven is." Lexa didn't have to guess though having seen enough movies to know what to do next. With a playful kiss she moved her mouth giddly against the girl. She also caught the blonde by surprise dipping her down evoking much laughter from her.
"Cute, but that bumped you to a B+."
"That's it? Come on it can't get more cliche than that. You and your rom coms are stubborn."
"Yes that was very corny but I need to be wowed."
"Okay fine how about this." Lexa gripped the back of her neck pulling Clarke into a sensual kiss with more pace and desire. She knocked her into the back of the door placing her hands on it to trap her in between.
Clarke's hands found her hips to bring their bodies closer to use the door as a stand to prevent from their legs from giving out. She could feel her body heat with desire that her mind was now lost in the brunette.
Lexa slowly moved away knowing she needed air only to bite on Clarke's lower lip and pulled it away with her.
"How was that teacher?" Clarke's eyes remained closing still trying to enjoy the feeling worked up inside.
"You're the devil Lexa."
"I'll take my A graciously don't fret." Finally opening her eyes she shook her head in grimace. Lexa was good and knew what she was doing to Clarke.
"Yes." Lexa quirked her brow hoping Clarke could expand on it more.
"You did persuade me." Clarke continued, answering the question she asked earlier.
Lexa placed a softer kiss against her lips not being able to get enough of it.
A/N: Song is by Fifth Harmony.