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"I still can't believe you was going to kill him."

"Why wouldn't I?"

Clarke just stared across at the brunette stood in front of her. She was having to look up slightly as she was slightly smaller. Lexa's face was serious, her jaw tense her eyes set down on the blonde stood before her.

"Because he did nothing wrong and you would have killed an innocent person! And because of what? You wanted to prove a point." Clarke took a step closer to Lexa, now within her personal space. "You just want everyone to be scared of you. Making it so that no one dares come near you!" The blonde all but shouted.

Lexa brought her head back slightly, trying to bring some distance between the both of them, but without making it look like she's backing down from the fiery blonde in front of her.

"I thought you were hurt. I don't need to explain myself to you Clarke." Lexa hissed through gritted teeth clearly losing control of her emotions. Her fists balled at her side; knuckles white. Clarke was hitting a sensitive point.

I love it when she says my name like that. Stop. Don't let her distract. You're making an important point here Clarke.

"If you had just slowed down for two fucking seconds Lexa!" Clarke took another forwards, in turn making the brunette take an involuntary step backwards. Lexa swallowed deeply. Clarke noticed their proxemics and the way she was making Lexa react. "You would have seen that I was OK." Clarke stated more softly in a slight whisper never breaking eye contact with the woman in front of her.

Lexa just said nothing. Staring down the blonde who returned the burning gaze. Neither one of them spoke for a few seconds. Both breathing heavily, although they haven't done anything strenuous. Clarke looked down from the angry green eyes and noticed that Lexa's hands were clenched and shaking. Whilst looking back up at Lexa, she slowly brought her hand across and rested it on top of Lexa's clenched one.

Lexa jolted slightly at the contact, but almost immediately stopped shaking. Relief spread through her, fighting the tenseness away. Her jaw slackened. Just remember to breathe Lexa. And she swallowed deeply again due to nerves. She was lost in the blue eyes looking at her with worried eyes, rather than angry ones now.

"Lexa." Clarke's whispering voice brought her out of the deep blue orbs that had darkened considerably over the last few seconds. The blonde shifted on her feet slightly, bringing her face even closer to the Commander who stood before her. Now only a few inches apart both of them breathing the same air. Lexa just said nothing but brought her face forward ever so slightly, which in turn prompted Clarke to do the same.

Both holding one an other's stare. They had both forgotten how angry they had previously been. Lexa's lips parted ever so slightly, making Clarke's eyes flicker down to them. She still had hold of Lexa's hand and hadn't realised that she's been rubbing her thumb over the brunette's knuckles slowly and therapeutically.

They were stood like this for a few minutes. The only sound was the crackling fire and the sound of them both breathing deeply. Neither one of them moving. Clarke broke the stare off closing her eyes, moving her face forward so that she was ghosting Lexa's lips.

Lexa sighed deeply at the motion, also closing her eyes. The anticipation killing them both. She brought her other hand over to Clarke's other empty one and linked their fingers together.

"You know" Clarke whispered huskily, causing a chill down Lexa's spine.

"Hmm?"

"You can't just kill anyone who gets too close to me." Clarke whispered, after finally realising the reason behind Lexa's actions.

A silence between them. Them both just stood there, eyes closed; waiting for the other to make the first move. Clarke started to regret saying that, thinking that she had offended Lexa.

"Watch me." Lexa almost un-audibly whispered, bringing her lips to Clarke's.

The moment was infinite. Slow and cautious, neither in a rush to force the moment. Lexa put a hand behind Clarke's neck pulling her into the kiss a little harder. Clarke pulled back minutely to capture the brunette's top lip between her own and deepen the kiss. She snaked her arms around Lexa's neck just as Lexa put hers to the bottom of Clarke's back, bringing them both pushed up against one another. It wasn't until the sudden gasp from Lexa after, Clarke had bitten her lip; that both the girls realised how out of breath they both were. Lexa took the opportunity to start kissing Clarke's pulse point; trailing hot wet kisses up and down the blonde's exposed neck, with the occasional nip and bite from the Commander.

Clarke could feel her legs starting to go weak. She dug her nails into Lexa's shoulder blades; trying to get a grasp on something as in that moment she felt like she was floating.

"Lex?" Clarke croaked.

Lexa turned her attention to just below Clarke's ear; releasing the skin between her teeth to lift her mouth to Clarke's ear.

"Yes...Clarke?" She breathed teasingly.

"Fuck, why do you have to say my name like that?" She shut spluttered clenching her eyes shut; raking her nails over Lexa's skin which only spurred Lexa on futher. She brought her hands from Clarke's back to rest on the blonde's hips under her jacket, only to feel bare skin and goose bumps.

"Where's your top?" Lexa asked between sucking and kisses on Clarke's neck.

"It..I..had to...cut..material off...for my...foot...FUCK!" Clarke was struggling to get her words out when Lexa slid her hands down to the blonde's bum and squeezed it quickly through the Clarke's tight jeans. Clarke could felt a tugging sensation at the bottom of her stomach; she was getting turned on far too quickly.

"As much...I'm...enjoying..thit...shit..Lexa...you..need...to..tell your men...to come back from-..watch." Clarke only just got out.

The brunette pulled back from her neck and looked into the blonde's face with confusion and one eyebrow raised, yet she still had hold of the woman pressed into her.

Clarke noticed this "Well I feel really guilty, I sent them all away before they got to eat anything." Lexa just sighed.

"They'll be fine." Lexa lent forward to re capture her lips only to be met with Clarke's typical argumentative face eyebrows raised, lips slightly pouted. She put her hands on her hips to top it off.

Defeated Lexa dropped her shoulders and let go of the blonde her eyes returned to the normal light green colour "Fine. But you really know how to kill the mood." She brought her fingers up to her mouth and blew letting out an impressive, sharp whistle.

30 seconds later and the men returned, looking slightly scared. Clarke looked at her pointedly. She spoke in Tridegasleng and the men all looked relieved and started walking towards the fire with relief. Nate walked with his head down rushing past Lexa as he stumbled in fear. Lexa just glared at the side of his head as he passed, she clenched her jaw and Clarke noticed the twitching of where the brunette was grinding her teeth as she watched the young scrawny warrior retreat.

Walking up behind her she went on her tip toes and kissed her jaw "Thanks." Before walking off to join the men sitting at the other side of the fire to where Nate was.

Lexa watched on with a hint of a smile on her face "She's going to be the death of me."