Author's Note: I'm back with a very Clexa theme chapter! Hope you enjoy and things will be getting more interesting in the next chapter! ;)
Walking around downtown had been so strange and yet so wonderful. Clarke had remained by her side the whole time, and although they had not been holding hands, she could feel the blonde's pinky hesitantly touch her from time to time. It surprised Lexa to see this side of Clarke, especially when it was clear that the older woman was used to being and feeling confident. She could feel the power within Clarke, the way she held herself and addressed her people (the brunette man and woman), the way she took a look at her phone and huffed in annoyance when she heard the other person on the line complaining and the way she simply walked confidently, well assured of her beauty and oblivious of the glances men and women threw her way. But then there were moments when she could feel Clarke's doubts and fears, most of them having to do with her and their growing bond. It wasn't that the blonde woman was unsure of them and of what she felt, because to Lexa that was very clear in the way Clarke stared at her; almost devouring her whole with her eyes. No, it was something else and the brunette woman was dying to know what.
Taking a seat in a small and secluded table, Clarke smiled softly at her before grabbing her hand. Lexa welcomed the action by giving the blonde woman a tentative smile and squeezing back in reassurance. Her touch was welcomed and wanted, nothing or no one else being capable of distracting the two women from each other.
"Excuse me." they hear their waiter say and that makes Lexa stop staring at the blonde. "Are you ready to order?" he asks embarrassed and it makes the brunette wonder if he can feel the lust and longing they both have for the other.
"Nothing for me." Clarke replies without looking away from Lexa who blushes.
"I'll have a diet coke and a chicken Caesar salad." she orders without really caring and the waiter takes their menus away. "Are you not hungry?"
Clarke's eyes turn red at the mention of the world hunger but they quickly revert back to their sky blue.
"Not for food." she admits.
"Can you eat food?" Lexa wonders.
"I could." Clarke tells her with a quick smile. "But it has no taste for me."
"So you can't taste things?"
"I can taste things, it's just food that I can't feel the flavor." she winks at Lexa.
"Then how do you feed?"
"You know how..." she admits softly.
"So you feed by drinking blood." she murmurs and feels a small amount of fear inside of her that does not belong to herself. "Don't be afraid of telling me the truth." she whispers softly while grabbing the older woman's hand.
"I'm afraid of how you'll react." Clarke whispers weakly. "I'm scared of making you run away."
"I'm here Clarke, willing to listen to what you have to say and explain. I won't run away."
"I hope so." she murmurs dejectedly. "Wouldn't blame you if you do."
"I have learned that there are two types of truths in our world." Lexa starts saying. "The ones that are discovered by ourselves and the ones that are taught by others. I know what others say about your kind Clarke." she smiles softly. "But I believe you have your own story as well."
"We all do." Clarke says calmly. "And as you'll soon find out, most of our stories are not happy ones. If they were, we would not be in this state." she points at herself. "As an undead."
"An undead?" Lexa whispers. "So you died?"
"A very long time ago I almost did." she whispers and stops explaining further when the waiter returns with their drinks.
"Would you tell me your story?" the brunette asks softly and Clarke can't refuse her request.
"You're my soulmate Lexa." she says warmly. "I will have no secrets from you."
"And that makes me feel very happy." Lexa says. "But I don't want to make you remember things that may cause you pain." she accentuates by grabbing Clarke's hand and kissing it. "I care about your happiness Clarke." she blushes and takes her hand away when the waiter returns with her salad.
This makes the vampire stare at her with complete awe and love. Her soulmate was so beautiful and it made Clarke thank all of her forgotten deities for gifting her this beautiful woman as her companion.
"And that's why I want to share my story with you." she finally says. "I don't want you to fear me Lexa. I want you to know all of me; the good, the bad and the in between."
"Then I will hear everything you want to tell me." Lexa promises.
"I was 27 years old when I was turned. It was 1867 and times were not the greatest ones for women. I wanted to be more than just a wife and a stay at home mom. Even there I was used to the freedom of being capable of studying. My parents were doctors that taught me everything they knew. They didn't care if I was a man or a woman as long as I respected others and treated people with dignity." Clarke smiled sadly. "And I did that. To the extent of paying for it with my life."
"What happened?" Lexa whispered completely enthralled.
"My parents were challenged by the town council for letting me be a doctor." she laughs somberly. "And although we were threatened many times, they refused to bench me because they said change had to start somewhere. We never thought that it would go beyond insults and angry letters." Clarke whispers. "But I did."
"I had been dating a boy that worked as an apprentice in a newspaper. His name was Finn Collins and I thought we would get married at one point. He was supportive at first, of me learning to be doctor, but when people started complaining and insulting us he told me that it was time for me to let things go and accommodate to more 'gender appropriate' behaviors."
"Asshole." Lexa murmured and Clarke chuckled. "And you liked this guy?"
"Not after he said that." she smirks softly. "When he did, I told him that I no longer wished to see him and to never return to my parents' house. What he did instead was go behind my back and ask my father for my hand in marriage. Lucky for me, my father refused until he asked me what I wanted. This infuriated Finn."
"Your father sounds like an amazing man." Lexa says honestly.
"He was." Clarke smiles sadly. "Anyways, when he told Finn that I would not stop practicing medicine, we thought that he would just stop pursuing me and that would be all. Or at least that's how I thought it would be like. In reality, he wanted to scare my family so that they would finally relent and marry me off." she says darkly.
"He did something."
"He and some townspeople decided to light the store on fire, you know, to scare my parents off. What they didn't count on was on the fact that my parents tended to sometimes spend the night there."
"Oh Clarke." the brunette softly whispers.
"I was devastated." Clarke continues her tale. "And when I learned that Finn had something to do with their deaths I went to seek him out. I wanted to kill him and make him pay." she says darkly. "But he was stronger than me. So the opposite of what I wanted happened and it was me the one bleeding out from a knife wound to my chest."
Lexa closes her eyes and for a while she's capable of seeing everything Clarke had told her: The way she was laying on the cold floor and the pain that came from knowing that she had failed in avenging her family. Not pain of dying but pain of not making Finn get what he deserved.
"You were not afraid of dying." the younger woman whispers sadly.
"I was not." Clarke says honestly. "I had lost my family and I had no one else apart from them. Why would I even want to stay alive?" she murmurs. "But then, in the middle of the night I felt someone pick me up. I could not see their face and I knew that whatever they tried to do it would be for naught because I had lost too much blood already. Last thing I remember is seeing a man's tranquil eyes whispering to me."
"And then you woke up and you were a vampire." Lexa can guess that happened next. "What happened to Finn?"
"When I woke up from my deep slumber I found out that he was executed for my murder." she says bitterly. "Although I wanted to directly influence his death, it was Marcus the one that helped me avenge my parents."
"Marcus?"
"He was the vampire that saved me that night." she smiles softly. "When I asked him why he saved me, he said that he felt something special in me, something that would make me become a great vampire."
"And he was right. You're the Queen." Lexa whispers with complete awe.
"It took a long time for me to become that." Clarke chuckles softly. "And I sometimes was not the best pupil a Sire could want."
"A Sire?"
"They are older vampires that can create other vampires. Marcus became my Sire the moment he bit me. Sires are the ones that teach newborn vampires about our laws and customs."
"What are your laws?" Lexa was intrigued.
"Well, before the Coalition it all depended on the coven you belonged to. Vampires live in the company of others but their closest bond is the one with their Sire. The older you become, the more powerful you become. Older vampires are known as Primus and they hold special control over their covens." Clarke explains. "But after the Coalition was created, all the Primus of the 13 covens met and created a common law for all vampires to follow. Each coven could still create small local laws but the Coalition had overall power."
"Like the United States and federalism."
"Indeed." the blonde agrees. "That way we don't take too much independence from the covens but we can still hold some control over them. But unlike the judicial system of the human world, ours is very simple. There are 5 rules that a vampire must always follow. Not doing so is subject to death."
"And what are those laws?" Clarke whispers.
"First, never kill your Sire. No matter how much hatred one can feel towards their creator, owing them your vampiric existence is a pact we respect."
"I assume that there are some Sires out there that are not as kind as yours was."
"Indeed. And that involves our second law: Never create newborn vampires for the intent of war."
"Like an army of vampires? Really?" she asks surprised.
"It has happened." Clarke murmurs. "Although weaker and more volatile, younger vampires are a nuisance and in big numbers they can be quite distractive and destructive. We vampires don't like mundanes being aware of our existence."
"So it's a secret." Lexa can't stop herself from joking.
"Movies sometimes are not so farfetched with their theories concerning us." the vampire agrees. "But it is our third law to not reveal our existence to the mundanes."
"So you telling me all of this... You're breaking your laws?" she asks scared.
"You're my soulmate Lexa." Clarke reassures her. "I can tell you about my world because the moment I met you you automatically became a part of it."
"I have a question about that as well." Lexa remembers and it makes her blush in embarrassment. She's asking so many questions.
"Don't feel embarrassed." Clarke reads her easily. "It pleases me to see you so curious and willing to learn about my ways."
"It pleases you?" Lexa jokes and now Clarke blushes.
"It calms me to see you understand our ways." the vampire confesses. "You're just too relaxed and composed." she chuckles. "And usually when a mundane finds out about our existence all they do is panic and run."
"Well, I'm afraid that would be a dumb move because I'm pretty sure you would be capable of catching me very quickly." she jokes and gets the woman in front of her to laugh.
"Indeed." she says warmly. "You're such a marvelous creature Lexa."
This makes Lexa blush. "And you're smooth as fuck." she whispers and surprises herself for cursing out loud.
"I have my moments." Clarke continues laughing and it makes her embarrassment be worth it.
"Shut up." the brunette mutters. "Now tell me the two remaining laws."
"Ok, ok." she raises her hands in mock surrender. "The fourth law is in relation to our soulmates." Clarke winks at her. "A vampire cannot seduce or enthrall an individual that already has a bond with another vampire."
"Enthrall?" Lexa asks confused.
"We vampires are mainly predators." Clarke smiles darkly at her and it makes Lexa gulp. "Hence, we are built to hunt and we are given special tools to aid us in our feeding activities. The older a vampire gets, the better control they have of their Charm."
"Their Charm?"
"It's a vampire's ability to manipulate and coerce another creature. That way, it's easier for a vampire to have a willing feeding partner without it risking our identity and allowing the creature to live the encounter." Clarke explains and she can't help but think of herself drinking Lexa's blood. It makes her groan and purr in desire.
Lexa can feel the blonde's desire pouring through her and it makes her own lust increase. She could see the images Clarke was thinking about and although it scared her, there was this big part of her that wanted Clarke to feed from her. The mere thought of her being bitten was only making her get wetter and from the look the blonde vampire was throwing at her, it was clear that Clarke could also feel the effects their conversation was having on her.
"Why are soulmates out of the question when it comes to using that ability?"
"Because when we find our soulmate, there is this process that begins after the first physical contact is made called The Bond. It unites the two people physically and emotionally, creating an unbreakable union. Not many vampires can even find their soulmates and to even have that kind of bond is cherished by us all. To enthrall or manipulate the soulmate of another vampire is like reducing their bond to nothing since we believe that once we find our soulmate we have found our lifelong partner. For the vampire, at least, there will be no other to hold more importance than their soulmate. We are bound together and we're happy to be that way. It fills us up and it reminds us of what it was like to be human. We venerate The Bond and to interfere between two soulmates is a terrible crime." Clarke says passionately.
"That's a very romantic thing to say." Lexa smiles happily. "And we have this Bond?"
"You can feel my emotions just as much as I can feel yours. Even sometimes I can see things you have seen and know things you have never told me. We're intricately connected while we still retain our essence and independence."
"So that's how I can sometimes know what you're thinking or feel you close to me. It's because of the Bond." Lexa now understand better.
"Indeed."
"So what's the final law?" Lexa asks.
"To never kill another vampire." Clarke merely says. "It's as simple as that and most of our people respect it. But as it is with the rest of people in this world, sometimes vampires kill other vampires. We're more passionate and emotional than mundanes. Controlling our emotions is harder than for others and hence vampires tend to let themselves be carried away by them."
"What about things like stealing and rape?" Lexa asks curiously.
"Stealing rarely happens. Since we vampires can live forever most of us have our individual fortunes. Covens are very wealthy and hence the vampires in them don't need much. Nomads don't steal either, apart from the basics to survive and even there they never harm or kill their victims." Clarke shrugs. "Rape is a little bit more complicated. As vampires we cannot get drunk, so the only way to incapacitate us is by either giving us the blood of a dead creature or by enthralling us. But both rarely happen."
"What happens..." the younger woman starts to ask. "If a vampire kills another vampire's soulmate?"
Clarke closes her eyes and tries to not think of Lexa being one of those.
"The vampire dies." she simply says. "To lose a soulmate is the worst pain a vampire could ever experience. There is no longer the desire to live and a vampire can self-harm itself and perish or they can just recluse themselves till they die of exsanguination."
"That's horrible." Lexa whispers and she can feel that were their positions reversed, she would also be incapable of surviving in a world without Clarke. This bond was a blessing and a curse.
"That's the curse of the Bond: Knowing true love and happiness can damage a person forever. How can it be expected of a creature to love another when they know there will be no other that will ever compare to their lost beloved?"
"What do soulmates of different species do?" she asks. "Or are all soulmates vampires?"
"Most of the times." Clarke says carefully. "But there are known exceptions."
"Like me." Lexa says bravely. "What has been done by previous couples?"
"I only know of one case." the blonde decides to be honest because at some point they would have talked about this. "There was this couple that told me of their Bond once. She was a vampire and he was a mundane. They met in a club and when they danced together she felt the Bond. After trying to stay away from him, she couldn't handle it anymore and she sought him out, which ended up in her confessing to him what she truly was."
"And what did he do?" Lexa whispers.
Clarke smiles warmly. "He accepted her of course. The Bond helps soulmates understand their deepest feelings and emotions. That can help prevent a mundane from panicking and running away." she jokes. "Anyhow, after she completed their Bond, both decided to live their life together as a couple in my coven."
"So they were happy?"
"They're happy." Clarke corrects her. "The female vampire came to me because she wanted to give the Gift to her soulmate."
"The Gift?"
"So that he could become a vampire like her. So that they would stay together forever."
"And he wanted that?" Lexa asks and she can feel how her question affects Clarke.
"He knew what losing him would do to her soulmate. He understood our ways, lived among us for many years and made the decision of joining our way of life." Clarke explains softly. "To him, our world became his world."
"Why did she tell you all of this?"
"Because you need the approval of a Primus if you want to give the Gift to a soulmate." Clarke says calmly.
"And you allowed it."
"He was aware of what it entailed to become one of us, her soulmate vouched for him and promised to be her Sire and caretaker. I'm no one to stand in the way of soulmates and him joining my coven was not harming us. There was no reason for me to not allow it."
"Do you want that from me?" she closes her eyes when asking and she realizes that it's a very deep question. One that maybe shouldn't be asked right now.
"I would never force you to do anything you don't wish." Clarke replies honestly. "This is your choice Lexa and I would never take that choice away from you."
"So I could choose to never become like you and you'll be ok with it?"
"I would enjoy every moment of our life together and join you in the next one after you give your last breath."
"Even when I'm old and ugly and won't probably remember you?" Lexa whispers and she has tears in her eyes.
"Even then." Clarke promises and she is surprised when Lexa holds her face to brush her tears away. "I'm crying?" she whispers with complete awe. "I'm crying." she repeats and she's now laughing loudly.
"Why are you laughing?" Lexa murmurs while looking around and watching the people surrounding them staring.
"Because I'm crying." the vampire replies happily. "We can't cry Lexa."
"But you're crying now..."
"I know!"
"And you're happy because that shouldn't happen? Shouldn't you be scared instead?" Lexa asks worriedly.
"No Lexa. It means that our Bond is real and true. Just as you can gain abilities of mine, I can gain some of yours."
"So I can gain better sensory skills and you gain crying?" she jokes softly.
"It seems that way." Clarke grabs her hands and makes the brunette look at her. "We have said many things today. I don't want you to feel burdened by all of this."
"Hard not to." she murmurs.
"I know. That's why I'm telling you not to feel this." the blonde reminds her. "We have time Lexa. Just because you're my soulmate, that doesn't mean that you'll start loving me immediately. Things like that take time."
"But what if I already feel something similar to that?" Lexa whispers. "Is that strange?"
"Not at all. And I feel the same as you do." she confesses and notices the brilliant smile given to her in return.
"Because when I say I care, I feel as if that does not encompass enough what I'm truly feeling." Lexa explains herself.
"Then let's not worry about what is meant to be right or wrong. Let's just be honest and open with each other and learn from our actions and reactions." Clarke says softly.
"We can do that." the younger woman agrees with a dashing smile.
"Then let's start doing so tonight." the billionaire smiles happily. "There will be a dinner at the hotel and I want you to come with me."
"Are you sure that won't cause you troubles? Octavia mentioned that you just lost your second and that she's here to protect you."
"You don't miss anything." Clarke chuckles. "In a way she's right. My position as Queen is being threatened by one coven that has never agreed with the Coalition. They're called Azgeda and they're ruthless. They will use anything they can against me if that means they can destroy me."
"Even me." Lexa understands what Clarke didn't say out loud.
"But they will never touch you." she promises vehemently. "I WILL defend you with my life."
"But if I go with you that will let them know that you're my soulmate. Shouldn't you, you know, try to hide me or push me away?"
"That's what they are expecting me to do. And besides, you have seen movies and you know how it ends up for couples that do what you suggested. I'll prefer to avoid the near death experience and rescue if possible. Staying by my side is the safest place for you."
"And were you going to tell me all of this or were you planning on just making me stay?" Lexa can't help herself but ask.
"I was going to tell you tonight." Clarke says.
"But what if I don't want to stay here?" she murmurs. "I have a family and a job Clarke. I can't abandon that."
"And I would never ask you to. Until the Azgeda are dealt with I was planning on following you." she blushes at her admission.
"But you don't even know where I live Clarke!" Lexa admonishes her but feels delighted by the blonde's response. "Besides, you're the Queen of the Coalition and coven. Surely they need you to return home to prepare for an attack?"
"Because I'm the Queen I can choose where I want my headquarters to be at." she smirks. "And Arkadia can already be infiltrated by Azgeda spies. I was never planning on returning home after this weekend. But now that we have talked, wherever you live I will place my base of operations."
"That can lead them to you as well."
"I can hide very well Lexa." Clarke promises. "You only have to worry about yourself and your own safety."
"Well I can't because I worry about you too Clarke. I just found you. I don't want anything happening to you." she says brokenly. "Not when we still have so much to discover of one another."
"Was that meant to be flirtatious?" Clarke smirks and the brunette blushes.
"It was meant to be encouraging and inspirational."
"It was." Clarke becomes serious and takes the brunette's hands in her. "Believe me, I have never wished to stay alive as much as right now."
"I'll hold you to it." Lexa says softly and she can feel her heart beating rapidly. "I think I can love you Clarke Griffin." she whispers and saying it outloud feels right.
"And I think I can love you too, Lexa Woods." Clarke replies happily. "Will you come to the dinner with me?" she pouts.
"You know I can never refuse you."
CLCLCLCL
"What happened to you?" was the first thing Murphy asked him when he entered the room. "Your neck..."
"Will heal once I drink blood." he shrugs and immediately takes his clothes off. "Please..." he asks and Murphy complies, discarding his own clothes as well.
"I have missed you." Bellamy whispers while sinking his teeth on Murphy's throat and sucking.
"So have I." Murphy moans while closing his eyes and feeling his bulge grow.
Feeling his partner's desire, Bellamy quickly uses his hand to take care of Murphy and times it up with the amount of blood he's taking off him. After a couple of jerks and more sucks, Murphy climaxes and Bellamy feels his neck is alright.
"Thank you." he says with a soft smile that Murphy answers back. "I needed that."
"So did I." Murphy jokes but notices right away there's something wrong with Bellamy. "Don't you want me to touch you?"
"There's no time." he says while going to his room to start packing.
"Why are you packing? Is something wrong with the Domina?"
"No." Bellamy says angrily. "At least not yet."
"Why not yet? Do you know of a possible threat to her?"
"Yes, and she refused to listen to me. Instead she banished me."
"You're banished?" Murphy whispers while sitting down on the bed. "You must have done something terrible for Clarke to do that to you."
"What did you say?" Bellamy asks and Murphy gulps in fear. "I'm sorry." he apologizes immediately. "I'm just stressed and angry. I was doing what I believed was right. I was trying to protect Clarke."
"From who?"
"A mundane she believes is her soulmate."
"Clarke found her soulmate." Murphy smiles softly. "That's good news. Right?"
"They would be if the mundane was a normal one. But she's not. There's something weird about her that Clarke doesn't see."
"But you did?" Murphy asks confused.
"Of course I did. That's why I questioned her." he replies while putting clothes on.
"You questioned your Queen's soulmate behind her back?!" he asks in complete shock.
"I had to!" Bellamy screams. "She's a danger to us."
"How is she a danger to us? Has she told someone of your existence? Or has she threatened to do so?"
"No." Bellamy mutters while taking his clothes off the hangers. "But I can just feel something there. Believe me, she's not who she claims to be."
"What did Raven say?"
"She found nothing." the vampire says. "But that could just mean that she knows how to hide her tracks well."
"If Raven found nothing then that must mean there's nothing." Murphy says carefully. "Are you sure that you are not being affected by how you feel?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"I just told you a couple of days ago that I didn't wish to become like you." he whispers. "And although you pretended you were ok with it, I know that must have hurt you."
"Are you saying that I'm making all of this up because Clarke found her soulmate and I haven't found mine yet?" Bellamy says carefully.
"I'm just saying that maybe you're not thinking clearly." he raises his hands in surrender. "And that perhaps you made a mistake that can still be rectified if you ask Clarke for forgiveness."
"Already did and she said no. I was lucky enough to be merely banished. I threatened her soulmate."
"Why?!" Murphy screams while standing up. "Why would you do such a thing?!"
"BECAUSE I WANT TO HAVE WHAT SHE HAS!" Bellamy screams. "Why can't you love me enough to become like me? Is it so terrible to be a vampire? We would be together forever."
"Oh Bellamy." Murphy whispers softly. "I'm sorry I can't give you what you want." he says. "I wish I could because I love you. But I just can't do that. I can't abandon my life. I'm sorry."
"I understand." Bellamy whispers brokenly. "And you won't come with me either."
"My family..." he says sadly. "I can't leave Arkadia and not see them again. I just can't Bellamy."
"I know." the older man says. "I just wish you could."
"Don't let this make you do something you'll regret Bellamy." Murphy says.
"It already did." Bellamy replies angrily. "Can't fuck it up more than that." he finishes packing his bag and stares at the room one last time. "I guess this is it."
"Please Bellamy, be careful and take care of yourself." the younger man says with tears in his eyes. "May we meet again." he tries to hug the vampire but he doesn't let him.
"May we not." the vampire says angrily. "Loving you was the worst mistake I could have made." he finishes and leaves Murphy in the room alone.