AN: Hey, guys, sorry that it took me longer than usual to get this out. I've been working on a presentation that I have to give for one of my literature classes this week. It's a fun one though. My topic is sexuality in science fiction, so I get to talk about Clexa a bit, and I'm kind of excited for that! Anyways, this chapter is a longer one, like the last one, and I think you will all enjoy it! :) Thank you for reading!

Lexa awoke to the sound of the door opening, and she sleepily realized that she must have fallen asleep in Clarke's arms. A second later, her eyes sprung open because whoever was about to walk in that door was going to see her and her roommate cuddling if she did not get up now. Thankfully, the door blocked the view of Clarke's bed when it opened, so Lexa had time to slip out from under the blonde's arm without waking her and sit up on the edge of the bed before Anya stepped through the doorway and saw her. She breathed out a sigh of relief because she did not want to explain to her best friend why she and Clarke had just been cuddling. Explaining why she was sitting at Clarke's bedside was going to be enough.

"What are you doing here?" Lexa hoped she didn't look flustered. "Are you feeling better?"

"Much better," Anya responded. "I know it's kind of late, but I just wanted to come in and check on you guys. Emori's still feeling awful, and I can see that Clarke's still down as well."

"Yeah, I just came over here to check on Clarke, but she's still out cold," Lexa lied smoothly, standing from the bed to walk back over to her side of the room.

Anya sat down on the edge of Lexa's bed. "I hope you don't mind if I hang out here for a little bit. I promise I won't stay long because you do look tired, but I'm not tired since I just had a good, long nap, and I just wanted to talk to someone for a few minutes."

"You can stay as long as you want to, An," Lexa moved to sit down beside her.

"It's really nice to see that you've been feeling better lately. You know, after you lost Costia, you were so different that I started to think that that was just who you were now, what her death made you into. I'm glad to see that's not true and that you're getting back to yourself," Anya said.

"It definitely does feel pretty great, but it's really all thanks to Clarke," Lexa admitted.

"Speaking of Clarke, what were you guys fighting about last week?"

"Nothing important." Lexa tried her best to sound casual.

Anya gave her a skeptical look, and Lexa tried not to flinch as she thought that Anya was going to press her for more information. She began to rack her brain for a lie that Anya might believe, and she sighed in relief when the other girl let it slide.

"So I've noticed that you and Clarke are getting really close lately," Anya commented.

Lexa glanced up at her friend, trying to gauge what the other girl had meant by that statement. She thought for a moment that Anya had somehow figured out what was really going on between her and Clarke, but her friend did not look knowing. She let out a breath that she didn't know she'd been holding when she realized that Anya had only meant that Lexa and Clarke had been getting closer in a friendship way. "Yes, we are."

"Why?" Anya asked. "Why her?"

Lexa did not miss the slight hurt that was in Anya's eyes. While she wasn't ready to tell Anya about her relationship with Clarke, Lexa raised her eyebrows at her best friend because as far as she was concerned, the other reason that Clarke had been able to get through to her should have been obvious. "You know why, Anya. She understood. She lost her father, so she had been in a similar situation to mine. She knew that I could get better. She was living proof of the fact, and she knew exactly how I felt and what to say. Besides, she never knew who I was when Costia was still alive, so she couldn't compare me to the person that I was before. I could only get better in her eyes."

"We would understand too, Lexa, if you'd let us in. If you'd just talk to us, we'd be able to know how you feel, for those of us who wouldn't know otherwise. Besides, we don't expect you to be exactly the way that you were before, you know. You lost someone that you were in love with, and that can change a person. We know that you might be different, and maybe you'll always be hurting, but I'm glad to see that you're talking to people and trying to be friends with everyone again," Anya paused before looking at Lexa with extreme sincerity in her brown eyes. "Just know this, Lexa. Just because you are better doesn't mean that you have to be exactly who you were before. Nobody expects you to be perfectly fine, just like that."

Lexa simply stared at her friend for a moment because somehow, the other girl had known what the brunette was afraid of. Somehow, she had seen the fear that Lexa had of everyone expecting her to be as good as new now that she had Clarke, and the brunette had to admit that she had forgotten just how good Anya knew her, maybe even better than she knew herself sometimes. She was relieved to hear that Anya didn't expect her to be the same person that she had been before. She wished that she could be sure that the rest of the house felt the same way, but she couldn't. Still, she was surprised that the only thing that seemed to matter to Anya was that Lexa was starting to feel happy again. Even after all of the time that Lexa had spent pushing her best friend away, Anya still cared about her.

"Thank you, Anya," Lexa said, and she knew that her gratitude probably played out in her eyes. "I am really trying to be the best that I can be though. I have to make up for being so horrible, you know?"

Anya smiled softly. "If Clarke is helping, then maybe you should let her in even more than you already have."

"What do you mean?" Lexa asked with a confused frown, feeling like she had already let her roommate in quite a bit already, although Anya didn't know that.

"I mean that maybe you should hang out with her like she wanted you to last week when you were blowing her off. Maybe you guys could go see a movie or something," Anya suggested.

Lexa smiled at the thought, and she had to stop herself from hugging Anya right then and there. A movie would be the perfect idea for a first date. Lexa honestly hadn't even been thinking about taking Clarke out on a date until they told everyone about their relationship, but now she realized that she really wanted to. She knew that going to the movies was a little cheesy, but there was a movie theater within walking distance of the school, and Lexa didn't have a car. Besides, a movie was perfect because it was casual enough that she and Clarke could claim that they were just hanging out, but it was also just datey enough to be considered a date. Lexa wondered why she hadn't thought of it before.

She nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah. You know, a movie sounds perfect. Maybe we can go this weekend."

"Good. Maybe we can catch one sometime as well," Anya said. "Just you and me."

Lexa realized that she really had missed spending time alone with her best friend in the time that she had spent pushing everyone away. "I think I'd like that."

Lexa could see the surprise in Anya's eyes, and she wondered why it was so surprising that she would want to hang out with her. Then again, Lexa supposed that it must still be a little shocking to her friends that she was finally starting to open up again after so long.

A smile settled over Anya's face once she had recovered from her initial shock. "Great. I'll be looking forward to it. I guess I'll leave you now to look after your roommate. I should probably get back to my room too just in case Emori pukes again."

Lexa chuckled and nodded, and Anya got up from the bed, making her way out of the room. Once the door was closed, Lexa looked back over to where Clarke was lying, asleep, and she wondered if she should get back into bed with the blonde. She was a little afraid to because she realized that more people might be up and about now that they might be starting to feel better. However, the more she looked at her own bed, the more that she knew she didn't want to sleep there alone tonight. After feeling what it was like to lie in Clarke's arms, Lexa wasn't sure that she ever wanted to sleep alone again. She had slept more peacefully curled up against Clarke than she could remember sleeping in a long time. Besides, she was feeling a lot more at ease after her talk with Anya. A lot surer that she was doing the right thing by being with Clarke.

Lexa crawled back into Clarke's bed with her, lying in the position which she had previously been in against the blonde's chest. Almost immediately, Lexa felt a hand subconsciously come up to rest on her waist, and she smiled down at the sleeping blonde. Lexa settled against her girlfriend, and she found herself feeling more comfortable than she ever had in her own bed, even though the beds were small. The thought scared her a little because she knew that it meant that she was getting closer to Clarke with each passing day.

Closer to being able to say those words that she was almost positive Clarke had been about to say earlier and mean them.

That Saturday night, Clarke and Lexa were getting ready for their date to the movie theater. Clarke was getting changed in the bathroom, and Lexa in their room, and the brunette tried to quell her rising nerves. She knew that this was only Clarke, the girl that she had been living with for the past two months, but she still couldn't help but be a bit apprehensive over the prospect that they were finally going out on their first date. She only hoped she didn't screw it up.

Lexa glanced at herself in her vanity mirror, and she wished that she could be wearing one of her dresses that she saved for special occasions. Even though they were just going to a movie, she still wanted to look nice for Clarke. However, she didn't want to raise suspicion with the other members of the house, especially Anya, who would know immediately that something was up, so she settled on black skinny jeans and one of her nicer T-shirts. As Lexa fluffed up her loose curls again, Clarke walked into the room in a pair of jeans and a form-fitting pink shirt. She met Lexa's eyes in the mirror and winked at her. "Trying to look nice for our date?"

Lexa's cheeks flushed at the gesture, and she really wished that Clarke didn't have such an obvious effect on her She knew that her roommate was thrilled about going out tonight, having brought up the fact that they were going on a date that night whenever she could since the brunette had mentioned it. To tell the truth, Lexa found it to be sort of adorable, and it made her feel good to know that Clarke clearly liked her a lot. She already knew of this fact, of course, but sometimes, she still needed the reminder.

While Lexa was beyond excited about the date as well, she still had some lingering feelings of guilt for allowing herself to look forward to it so much. At first, she had thought that she might still believe, on some level, that she was betraying Costia by being with Clarke, but she knew that wasn't it. Clarke had been right when she said that Costia would have wanted the two of them to be together, that she would just want Lexa to be happy, but yet, this feeling of guilt was still there. She knew, deep down, that it was because she was already falling for Clarke harder than she had ever fallen for Costia, and she thought that perhaps Clarke had been right when she said that Lexa's soulmate was still out there. Only this soulmate might be much closer than either girl had thought at the time.

The brunette realized that she had gotten completely lost in her thoughts for a second and that Clarke was still waiting for an answer to her question, so Lexa decided to give the blonde a taste of her own medicine. "Yes, I am trying to look nice, and I would advise you to do the same. You should probably fix your hair before we go."

"What?" Clarke rushed over to look in her own mirror.

"Relax, Clarke. I was only teasing you," Lexa said in an innocent tone of voice. This time, it was Lexa's turn to wink, and Clarke's turn to blush. The brunette was glad to see that she had the same effect on her roommate as the blond girl had on her.

"You're mean," Clarke said with a pout.

Lexa didn't even try to argue, simply nodding in agreement with Clarke before gesturing to the door. "We should probably head out now. You ready to go?"

Clarke nodded with a smile, and she reached out to take Lexa's hand as they walked through the door before awkwardly dropping it, clearly having forgotten that they weren't supposed to let anyone see. Lexa instantly felt bad about making Clarke wait to tell the others about their relationship when the other girl clearly didn't want to hide it anymore. This fact alone almost made her want to forget her insecurities and just march downstairs and tell everyone that she was dating Clarke. However, she knew that the two of them would never be able to escape the onslaught of questions that would surely follow that announcement, which would cause them to miss their movie. Lexa decided against doing this because she knew that this date tonight was more important to both of them. She couldn't say that she wasn't glad for this excuse though. While she knew that she would have to tell the others soon, she was relieved that it did not have to be just yet.

Lexa realized that Clarke was looking tense beside her, and she wondered if maybe the blonde thought that Lexa would be angry with her for slipping up and grabbing her hand. Lexa was quick to reassure her girlfriend, smiling warmly at her. "We can do that at the theater."

Clarke instantly looked up with a bright smile, and Lexa watched as the blonde's eyes went a shade darker. "I hope that's not the only thing we'll be doing at the theater."

Lexa could not keep the blush from creeping across her cheeks at this statement, and she silently cursed Clarke for always being able to do this to her. She knew though that she would also like to do what Clarke was insinuating, and so she tried to maintain a cool air when she replied. "Of course not."

When Clarke and Lexa reached the bottom of the stairs, they were stopped by Lincoln shouting out to them from the living room. "Where are you guys headed?" He was sitting on the couch with Anya, Emori, and Bellamy playing some game on the Xbox.

Lexa opened her mouth to answer, but Anya was already speaking before she could. "They're going to the movies, right, Lex?"

"Yes, that is the plan," Lexa confirmed.

"We'd come with you, but we're really busy right now." Emori's eyes did not leave the screen as she focused on killing some enemies, and Lexa was surprised that the other girl had even been paying attention to the conversation at all.

Lexa just shook her head at her friend. "I can see that, Mor. Really busy."

This got Emori's attention, and she turned away from the screen for a moment to stick her tongue out at her friend before turning back to the game, only to find that her character had been killed. "Damn it, Bellamy. I turn my back for all of about two seconds, and you shoot me?"

Bellamy just shrugged. "You snooze, you lose. Should have been paying attention."

She narrowed her eyes at him in an accusatory manner. "You were following me."

"Maybe," Bellamy said with a grin.

Lexa knew that if she waited for the two of them to quit arguing, she and Clarke would be waiting there all night, and she could already tell that the blonde was getting antsy from the way that she was fidgeting beside her. Lexa could already see Emori preparing to say something more so Lexa decided to let everyone in the room know that she and Clarke needed to go. "Well, we're heading out now. See you guys later."

"Okay. Have fun," Anya answered absentmindedly, attention still on the game.

Lexa rolled her eyes at her friends as she pulled Clarke out the door, excited for their evening together to finally get started.

When Clarke and Lexa arrived at the movies, they waited in line for popcorn and a drink of Mountain Dew before heading into the theater that would be playing the rom-com that they had chosen. Well, Clarke had chosen. Lexa hadn't really cared what movie they saw, and so she had allowed Clarke to pick. They settled into seats in the very middle of the back row so that they would have a good view of the screen. Even though Lexa didn't really plan on watching much of the movie, she knew that Clarke might wish to, and so she wanted her girlfriend to have a good view.

Once the movie started, Lexa tried her best to pay attention, and normally she enjoyed watching rom-coms, but today, she found herself more interested in watching the blonde beside her. She tried to keep her eyes off of her girlfriend as best as she could so that the other girl would not know that she was staring, but something told her that Clarke probably knew anyway. Lexa reached into the vat of popcorn, and when her hand brushed against Clarke's, she couldn't help but look up at the blonde. She was surprised to find that Clarke's blue gaze was as heated as Lexa pictured her own to be, and she realized that the other girl was clearly as distracted as she was. They stared at each other for a moment, and then Clarke reached out to put her hand on Lexa's knee, seemingly asking for permission to do what Lexa wanted so badly. Lexa simply nodded, and that was all Clarke needed to bring their lips together.

Lexa sighed at the feel of Clarke's lips moving against hers, and she deepened the kiss, suddenly not caring at all about the movie that was playing in the background. She was so entranced by the feeling of kissing Clarke that she almost forgot she needed to breath, and she probably would have forgotten had the blonde not pulled back to catch her breath. As Lexa panted, she realized that Clarke's lips looked swollen, and she figured that hers were probably just as bad, but she didn't care. She still wanted to press them back against Clarke's.

The blonde looked around the back row to make sure it was empty, and then she surprised Lexa by climbing into her lap. Lexa was suddenly extremely glad that they had chosen a movie that didn't have too many viewers. Clarke crashed their lips together, and this kiss was more hungry and desperate than the last. Lexa had to stop herself from moaning loudly when Clarke bit down hard on her bottom lip. She grabbed on tightly to the blonde's waist, and Clarke wrapped her hands around the back of Lexa's neck, pulling her ever closer. The brunette was incredibly aroused at the feeling of her girlfriend pressed flush against her, and she ran her hands under Clarke's shirt, wanting nothing more than to just tear it off, but the brunette restrained herself because of the setting that they were currently in. Clarke clearly wanted the same thing as she massaged Lexa's breasts through her shirt, and the brunette let out a tiny moan. Clarke pulled back at the sound, and Lexa knew that they needed to stop now because they could not very well go any farther in a movie theater. She couldn't help her slight embarrassment at having let that sound escape her, even if it didn't seem as if anyone other than her girlfriend had heard her.

"We'll continue this later," Clarke bit down on Lexa's earlobe, and the brunette shuddered involuntarily before nodding.

Clarke didn't even bother to go back to her seat after this excursion, choosing to just turn around and lean back against Lexa instead. Lexa brought her hands up to rest on Clarke's stomach, and the blonde grabbed Lexa's hands in her own. The two of them settled back in to watch the movie, and Lexa leaned her head against Clarke's, not even minding that they had missed a big portion of the middle. Lexa hadn't felt this good in a long time, and she wished that they hadn't had to stop what they had been doing. While Lexa liked sitting with her girlfriend and just holding the blonde in her arms, she could not wait to get back to the house and finish what they had started.

She felt herself falling harder.

A little over an hour later, Lexa found herself with Clarke at Jaha's Ice Cream Shop, spooning her delicious strawberry ice cream into her mouth. When they had left the theater, Lexa had wanted nothing more than to go straight back to the house, but her roommate had convinced to go out and get some ice cream first. Lexa was a little embarrassed to admit that it didn't take much convincing. She would do anything for Clarke, and she also loved Jaha's ice cream. It truly was the best ice cream that she had ever had, and she had to admit that the owner was smart for opening his shop so close to the school.

When Lexa looked across the table at Clarke, she noticed that the blonde was wearing a bit of her chocolate ice cream on her upper lip, and Lexa wanted nothing more than to lean across the table and wipe it off. She didn't though, holding herself back because she knew that someone they knew could walk in at any minute, as this was a typical hangout place for the kids at the school. Clarke shot Lexa a questioning look, and the brunette realized that she must have had an aroused look on her face at the thought of touching Clarke's lips, but she proved to be glad that she had restrained herself from doing so because Octavia spoke up from behind them at that exact moment.

"Hey, guys. Why didn't you tell us you were going out for ice cream?" Octavia slid into the booth next to Lexa, and Raven sat down beside Clarke.

"You got a little chocolate on your lip." Raven picked up a napkin and wiped it off for the blonde, and Clarke looked across the table at Lexa, finally having realized what had been the cause of the brunette's look earlier.

"Thanks, Rae," Clarke said, "and we didn't invite you here, O, because we weren't even planning on going here in the first place. We went to go see a movie, which we would have invited you to as well, but you were in your room when we left, and we just figured that you were studying or doing homework."

"We were trying to." Octavia rolled her eyes in annoyance at something that Lexa couldn't quite figure out.

Raven clearly caught onto Lexa's confused look because she immediately elaborated on her roommate's statement. "Yeah, we were trying to, but the four that were downstairs playing Halo were being so loud that it was hard to focus on anything."

"They were being rather loud, weren't they?" Clarke laughed at the thought. "I guess that's the reason that Mr. Kane doesn't allow anyone to play with the Xbox on school nights."

"Thank God for that. There was so much shouting going on that Octavia and I decided to abandon studying for pre-calculus altogether and just go out for some ice cream before curfew."

Octavia nodded in agreement before looking at the two girls that had been there first. "You two are starting to get along pretty well now, aren't you?"

"Yeah, now that I've finally gotten Lexa to stop blowing me off, we can hang out together," Clarke teased, and Lexa rolled her eyes as the other girls laughed.

When Lexa finished her ice cream, she noticed that Clarke was done as well, but Octavia and Raven were only about halfway done, since they had come in later than the other two. Lexa was itching to get back to their room, but Clarke seemed content to sit and wait for the other two to finish. Lexa normally enjoyed hanging out with Octavia and Raven now that she finally knew them, and she was glad that they all finally seemed to be friends, even though Raven had hated Lexa at the beginning, but tonight, all that Lexa wanted to do was get back to her room so that she could have Clarke all to herself.

When they finally got back to the house, Clarke and Lexa finally, finally got rid of Octavia and Raven by saying that they had a lot of homework to do. Lexa was glad to find that Jasper and Monty had joined the four that were already downstairs playing Halo, making it even louder, because she and Clarke had a lot of homework to do indeed.

Clarke's lips were on Lexa's the minute that the door closed, and the brunette was surprised that her roommate had been able to remain so calm and composed all throughout their time with Octavia and Raven when she had clearly wanted to get back to the house just as much as Lexa had. Lexa, on the other hand, had been distant and antsy, and she had felt like she was going to scream if she had to wait for one more minute.

Lexa felt the back of her legs smack into the edge of her bed, forcing her to sit down hard, and all rational thought flew out the window when Clarke settled into her lap. Lexa moaned in delight when she felt Clarke dip down to suck hard against her pulse point, and the brunette tangled her fingers in her roommate's hair, pressing the other girl's head further into her neck. Clarke's hands crept under Lexa's shirt, running over the brunette's stomach, and Lexa shivered at the blonde's enticing touch. Soon enough, Lexa felt her shirt being pulled over her head, and she allowed it, Clarke parting her lips from Lexa's skin only for a second as she tossed the garment aside before continuing her trail along Lexa's collarbone, nipping and sucking.

Lexa watched with dark green eyes as Clarke took complete control, and suddenly, Lexa felt herself being pushed back onto the bed. She moaned again at the feel of her girlfriend on top of her, and she wanted nothing more than to feel the blonde's skin against hers. She tugged on the other girl's shirt, but Clarke did not stop what she was doing, making it impossible for Lexa to get her shirt off, and before Lexa could stop herself, she whined pitifully. She hoped that Clarke had not heard it, but, to her chagrin, the blonde pulled back with an amused twinkle in her eyes. "Something wrong, LW?"

Lexa allowed her instincts to take over, and she was not shy at all as she voiced her desires. "I want your shirt off."

Clarke seemed surprised at how forward her girlfriend was being, and Lexa hoped that the blonde was not put off by it, but she seemed to recover quickly, sitting up and straddling Lexa's hips as she pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it aside. Lexa pulled her back down hungrily, and she moaned at the feeling of Clarke's skin against hers, sucking hard on the blonde's upper lip. Lexa felt Clarke's tongue dart out and brush against her bottom lip, and the brunette quickly accepted it, allowing their tongues to dance together. She hadn't even realized how long she had wanted to do this with Clarke, but now that they were finally making out, she felt the sexual tension that had developed between them dissolving as they helped to release each other from it.

When Clarke pulled back for air, Lexa managed to suppress her whine of indignation at being separated, and she also had to work to stop herself from pulling the blond girl right back into her, instead giving her girlfriend a moment to catch her breath. Lexa was surprised when Clarke's lips didn't come back to meet hers, but rather began to trail down her chest, leaving a few love bites before they pressed tenderly against the valley between Lexa's breasts. The brunette moaned as Clarke kissed the swell of Lexa's breast that was accessible to her with the other girl still wearing a bra, and then the blonde reached underneath her girlfriend to find the clasp.

Lexa froze, finally breaking out of the haze that she had been in all day and realizing the gravity of what she was about to do. She was about to give herself fully to Clarke, and she wasn't sure if she was ready for that. She hadn't given herself to anyone since Costia, and on the day that girl had died, she had sworn that she would never give herself to anyone ever again. Clarke was different though. What she felt for Clarke was stronger somehow, and she wasn't sure if she was ready to allow those feeling to become more than just thoughts inside of her head. Clarke brought her eyes up to Lexa's, clearly looking for permission that Lexa wasn't sure if she could grant.

"Is this alright?" she asked.

Was it? Lexa wasn't sure if she was ready to fully give herself to Clarke yet. She had certainly seemed ready earlier that evening, but something was holding her back now. She was extremely nervous about doing this, knowing that it would make everything that had been going on between them much more real.

That it might just make her fall the final distance.

Clarke clearly picked up on her girlfriend's hesitation, withdrawing her hand from where it had settled against the clasp of the brunette's bra and sitting up, and Lexa instantly wanted to reach out for her. She didn't want the blonde to back off completely. She wanted to be ready. She just needed a moment. However, Clarke didn't back away and stop what they were doing. Lexa's eyes widened when she saw the other girl reach behind her back for the clasp of her own bra.

"I'll go first," the blonde said simply.

Lexa's eyes widened even further when her girlfriend's bra dropped, revealing the beautiful breasts underneath, and Lexa found that all she could do was stare. Clarke blushed under Lexa's lustful gaze, and she reached out to grab Lexa's hand, bringing it to rest over a pale breast. Lexa just looked up at her roommate in awe, gently squeezing the breast that was under her fingers, and Clarke moaned at the feeling, surging down to capture Lexa's lips in her own again. However, the brunette wanted nothing more than to continue exploring this newly exposed area of Clarke that had managed to captivate her so much. She easily flipped the blonde onto her back, and she pulled her lips back to travel down Clarke's skin. She tentatively took one of the blonde's nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it experimentally and bringing a hand up to knead the other. Clarke moaned at the feeling and rolled Lexa over again, clearly preferring to be the one on top, but the blonde had forgotten that there was nowhere else to roll in the small bed, sending them both over the edge.

Lexa landed hard on the floor, and she grunted in pain when Clarke landed on top of her, accidentally elbowing her in the stomach and knocking all of the breath out of her. Lexa felt a moment of panic, and she flinched away from the weight on top of her, suddenly feeling claustrophobic, like she wanted this other girl off of her now. She was two seconds away from pushing the blonde off when she was met with concerned blue eyes, and she immediately relaxed, getting lost in them as she caught her breath.

Lexa realized that Clarke must have caught onto her original expression, and while Lexa did not know exactly what that expression had been, she could tell that it had been a worry-inducing one. "I'm so sorry, Lexa. Are you alright? Where does it hurt?"

"I'm fine," Lexa said, although she realized that her head did hurt a tiny bit from where it had bumped against the ground.

Clarke looked as if she didn't believe her girlfriend, but she let it go, rolling off of the brunette and extending a hand to her to help her off of the ground. Lexa lied back down on the bed, and she waited for Clarke to join her, but the brunette could still see the worry that had not faded from her roommate's eyes. It looked as if the other girl was trying to decide whether or not it would be a good idea to join her girlfriend after what had just happened, even though she clearly wanted to, and it was this immense care about Lexa's wellbeing, this immense worry Clarke had that Lexa had been hurt, that made the brunette sure that she wanted to do this. Lexa would be a fool to not go through with this because of her ridiculous fears when the blonde clearly cared about her so much.

"Maybe we should continue this another time," Clarke said uncertainly, but Lexa just shook her head and grabbed Clarke's wrist, pulling the other girl back on top of her again.

"Are you sure?" Clarke asked warily.

Lexa's only response was to guide the blonde's hand up to her breast that was still covered by her bra, and Clarke looked up at her hesitantly for a moment, although Lexa didn't miss the hope in her eyes. "Can I take this off?"

Lexa nodded, and Clarke removed the garment, immediately taking one of Lexa's nipples into her mouth. The brunette was taken off guard when the blonde resumed her fast pace, but she couldn't say that she didn't enjoy it. She was so aroused by the overload of sensations that her body was feeling at the moment, and she could not keep her moans to herself, a fact that she would have been embarrassed about had she not been sure that no one could hear her due to the people playing Halo on the floor below. Lexa felt like she could finally breathe again when Clarke slowed down, trailing kisses down her girlfriend's stomach, but the brunette only felt her breath hitch again when Clarke got closer to the place where Lexa so desperately needed her. When Clarke finally reached the waistband of Lexa's pants, the brunette didn't even wait for the other girl to ask for permission.

"Yes, Clarke. Please."

The blonde smirked, and she was clearly amused at the response that she had gotten. Lexa didn't even have time to feel embarrassed before Clarke was unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans and then pulling them down her long legs. Once the pants were off though, Clarke did not move to where Lexa was hoping she would, instead taking her time to trail kisses up and down the insides of both of Lexa's legs. The brunette growled in frustration, unsure how much more of this she could take.

"Clarke, please. I need you."

"Need me to what?" Blue eyes turned up to meet green ones, and Lexa could see that the blonde was clearly enjoying herself immensely. Lexa immediately flushed red at her desperate and needy behavior, and she decided to remain silent, not wanting to give Clarke any more satisfaction from seeing her get all worked up.

"All you have to do is tell me," Clarke said in a seductive tone, clearly not going to let up on Lexa just yet.

"No. You know exactly what it is that I need," Lexa muttered, but she could already feel her resolve beginning to shatter.

"Tell me, or I'll stop," Clarke threatened, and Lexa struggled hard not to give in to her girlfriend. She didn't want to admit how much she needed this, how weak the blonde truly made her, and so she tried her best not to react to her roommate's words. Clarke clearly sensed this, and she dipped a finger into Lexa's underwear, rubbing it against the brunette's hot sex. Lexa couldn't help a whimper of pleasure from escaping her mouth, but that was the only thing that did. Lexa might moan and scream out her lover's name, but she never, ever begged.

"Fine. I guess we're done here then." Lexa almost cried when Clarke retracted her finger and pulled away.

Lexa immediately missed Clarke's warmth against her. "Please, Clarke."

"Please what?" Clarke prompted.

Lexa couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't take the cool air that was hitting her body now where Clarke had previously been, and she couldn't take having to look up into Clarke's eyes for a moment longer when the blonde was giving her that look. She needed to feel Clarke inside of her, and she needed it right that very instant. She felt like she had lost every last ounce of her dignity when she was reduced to a begging, pleading mess beneath her girlfriend. "Please just fuck me, Clarke. I need you to fuck me. Please, Clarke, please."

"That's much better," Clarke said with a pleased smirk, making quick work of discarding Lexa's underwear as she settled back on top of the brunette again.

Lexa lost all of her previous feelings of humiliation when Clarke reconnected their lips, entering the brunette with two fingers. Lexa was aware of the fact that her moans had gotten much louder at this feeling that she had wanted to experience for what felt like so long, and she tried to keep them in, but she found that she couldn't anymore when Clarke added a third finger. She began moaning uncontrollably into the blonde's mouth, and she was feeling so good at the moment that she honestly didn't care anymore if anyone heard her. She began to bring her hips up to match Clarke's every thrust, and the blonde allowed it, continuing her ministrations to push her girlfriend closer and closer to the edge.

When Clarke began to circle her thumb around the brunette's clit, she pulled back from the kiss, seemingly knowing that this was going to push her roommate over the edge. Lexa couldn't stop herself from screaming Clarke's name out into the open air, as she was sure that the blonde had wanted her to do, and she had to admit that her roommate was smart. Her body immediately began to shake underneath the blonde as she was plunged into orgasmic bliss, and Clarke did not remove her fingers until her girlfriend's body had stilled.

After slowly pulling her fingers out of Lexa, Clarke put them into her mouth and sucked them clean with a pop. The sight alone caused Lexa to moan, and she immediately rolled them over, looking into Clarke's dark eyes for a moment before dipping back down to kiss her. She kneaded Clarke's breasts with her hands while they kissed, rolling her fingers around the blonde's already hard nipples. Lexa found that she really loved her girlfriend's breasts, and so she played with them for several minutes before she was satisfied. Then, she finally moved her hands down across the blonde's stomach as she moved her mouth to kiss Clarke's neck. As she slid the other girl's jeans off, Lexa seriously thought about teasing Clarke the way that she had been teased, but her entire train of thought flew out the window when she realized how wet the other girl had become.

"You're already so wet, roomie," Lexa remarked with a smirk.

Clarke blushed a little under Lexa's scrutiny, and she looked away to avoid the brunette's intense green gaze. Lexa remained silent for a moment longer, relishing in her ability to make her roommate squirm before speaking.

"I'd really love to tease you the way you teased me, but since you're already so ready, I'll just be nice and give it to you." Lexa removed the blonde's underwear and spread her girlfriend's legs apart easily, smirking at the fact that they almost fell open of their own accord. "Not to mention, I am incredibly turned on by your arousal."

Lexa instantly dipped her head between Clarke's legs, not even giving her girlfriend a chance to respond as she kissed the blonde's soft folds, flattening her tongue against them to lap up the other girl's juices. Lexa wasted no time in entering her girlfriend with her tongue and thrusting it in and out of her, smiling in pleasure at the sweet taste of the blonde. She smiled even wider when she heard her roommate's loud moans, and Lexa was glad that they were not muffled by a kiss, as hers had been, because the sound of Clarke moaning was quickly becoming Lexa's favorite one. Lexa let out a small moan herself at the feeling of Clarke's fingers tugging lightly at her hair.

Lexa had wondered how Clarke had known when she was getting close, but now Lexa realized that she could tell that her girlfriend was getting close as well, and so she moved her tongue up to circle the blonde's clit, thrusting into the other girl with two fingers instead. Clarke's grip in brunette hair was actually starting to hurt now, but Lexa found the pain to be pleasurable, so she didn't say anything, simply continuing her actions as Clarke writhed beneath her. Lexa pulled Clarke's clit into her mouth, sucking hard, and the blonde was sent over the edge with a loud scream. Lexa smiled in satisfaction at the way that Clarke's walls clenched around her fingers, trying to keep her where she was, although she had no intention of removing them until the blonde had finished her orgasm.

When Clarke's grip in Lexa's hair finally loosened, she pulled her fingers out of the blonde and moved up the bed to lie beside her. She sucked her fingers clean just as her roommate had, wanting the taste of Clarke to remain in her mouth forever. Lexa lied silently beside Clarke for a few moments, both of them taking in what had just happened. Lexa had given herself to Clarke, and she didn't regret any of it, realizing that she never wanted to be without Clarke ever again It was a lot for her to take in because she hadn't felt this way in a long time. Having Clarke by her side made Lexa feel strong and happy, and those were two feelings that she didn't want to give up anytime soon.

"I hope you're not expecting me to go back to my bed tonight," Clarke finally managed to get out.

"Of course not." Lexa frowned slightly at her girlfriend, wondering why the blonde would ever think such a thing. Lexa didn't think that she ever wanted Clarke to go back to her own bed again, unless the brunette was invited as well.

Clarke turned over to face Lexa with a serious glint in her eyes, and the brunette turned her full attention to the blonde, but the other girl didn't speak. Lexa wondered if maybe she had misread the girl's blue eyes, and Clarke really had nothing to say. She then shook the thought out of her head, knowing full well that what she had seen had been real, and so she patiently waited for Clarke to speak up, giving her the time that she needed to collect her thoughts.

Clarke was silent for a few more moments before she spoke. "I love you."

Lexa was sure that her shock played out on her face, even though she had sort of already known. Still, she hadn't been able to help but think that maybe Clarke had simply made a mistake when she had almost said those words before. She hadn't gone through with them, after all. Even though the blonde had pretty much confirmed her feelings by sleeping with her roommate, Lexa still couldn't help but feel slightly awestruck that this girl that she adored more than anything else in the world could actually love her back. "You love me?"

"I love you," Clarke repeated, not an ounce of doubt in her tone. "You don't have to say it back right now, or ever for that matter, but I just wanted you to know that's how I feel."

Lexa's heart warmed at the way that Clarke made it so clear that she was not pressuring the brunette, but Lexa could not deny that she felt exactly the same way. "I love you, too, roomie, and I am one hundred percent sure of that."

Clarke smiled brightly, and she rewarded Lexa with a light kiss on the lips before she pulled back, yawning. Lexa chuckled at the tired blonde, but she couldn't help but feel tired herself after the night they had just had.

Clarke rolled onto her side and pulled Lexa's arm around her. "I suppose you won't mind cuddling with me then."

Lexa smiled as she buried her face in Clarke's golden hair. "I don't mind at all."