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Lexa: I left you something under the name Claire.
Clarke: Why not under my actual name?
Lexa: *rolls eyes* Do you want your gift or not?
Clarke chuckles as she walks into the store.
“Hello, there’s a package here under the name Claire.”
“Yes ma,am, here you go.”
Clarke walked out of the building and headed home to open the package.
Clarke: What did you get me?
Lexa: Be patient.
With a smile on her face, Clarke parked her car in the garage before heading inside. Setting the box on her bed, she began to undress and put on her comfortable “at home” clothes.
Clarke: Do I get to open it now?
Lexa: Are you home?
Clarke: Home and alone. Can I open it, PLEASE?
Lexa: Since you asked so nicely.
Clarke didn’t wait for another text. She tore into the package only to reveal an original one-of-a-kind masterpiece by a local up-and-coming artist that was encased in a frame. Clarke lit up at the gift excited to have such a beautiful gift that she typically wouldn’t buy for herself. But that left one question.
Clarke: Thank you so much, but what’s this for?
Lexa: Just put on something nice and go to our spot as soon as you get dressed.
Clarke: If this is payment for you hooking me up with someone, don’t!
Lexa: Do you trust me?
Clarke: Implicitly.
Lexa: Then come on, be a good girl.
Clarke hated how her heart stopped for a second at the words.
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In a cabin by the lake, Lexa got things prepared for Clarkes arrival. Fiddling with the tablecloth, Lexa waited unusually impatient for the arrival of the blonde. Jumping slightly at the phone ringing, she looked at the caller id.
“I’m here,” Clarke said with a smile in her voice. Lexa melted slightly but maintained her composure.
“Come upstairs,” Lexa responded before hanging up and walking towards the door of the bedroom while pulling up her hair.
“Hey there,” Clarke said as she reached Lexa. “What’s all this about Lex.”
Lexa held back a shiver at the sound of Clarkes voice.
“I thought we’d have lunch on the balcony,” Lexa waived Clarke into the room.
“Just you and I?” Clarke looked around nervously.
“Just us,” Lexa smiled as she walked through the balcony doors.
“Lex, this is so beautiful,” Clarke exclaimed as she took in the scene before her. On the table sat a beautiful layout of a picnic lunch. Lexa stood before her now pulling out a chair for her to sit in. Clarke blushed as she sat down.
The two sat together eating and talking for an hour before Lexa had the courage to open the door she hoped wouldn’t be slammed back in her face.
“Clarke, I brought you here today to talk about us.” Lexa dropped her eyes into her lap.
“Lex,” Clarke pulled her eyes back to hers with a touch of Lexa’s chin. Lexa involuntarily shivered at the feeling. “You can talk to me, what’s going on?”
“I have been thinking long and hard about this for a while now, and I realize that this may be sudden for you. I’d like for us to try and be together.” Lexa rushed out and tried to ignore the shocked look on Clarke’s face. “I understand if this is sudden, and you need to think about it. I know you like showers to think so I have set some clothes for you that I got you as a gift.”
Lexa scurried out of the room before Clarke had a chance to respond.
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Lexa was right, Clarke did like hot showers to think. But she was wrong about one thing, Clarke didn’t need it. She did want to take her time to herself to switch off the shock that she was feeling at this moment though. Letting herself into the shower, Clarke washed off the emotions of the day and allowed herself to be excited. Hell, she was ecstatic at the prospect of more with Lexa. In the ten years that they had been friends, Clarke had hidden a crush on the brunette and swore to keep it hidden for the sake of their friendship, or was it her pride? At this point it didn’t matter, she wanted Lexa but more importantly, Lexa wanted her back.
Jumping out of the shower, Clarke felt like a whole new woman and decided to get ready in what Lexa had brought her. A sexy lingerie set in a deep blue color stood out to her and she instantly reached for it. She shivered at the thought of Lexa peeling it from her body and decided to get dressed so she could go talk to the other woman about everything that happened. While getting dressed, Clarke had a better idea. It was her turn to be bold.
Clarke: Meet me in the bedroom in five minutes.
Clarke set her phone down and didn’t worry about the response. She was going to be Lexa’s dessert if she had anything to say about it.
Taking a few pictures in the mirror of herself before going out to wait, Clarke heard the bathroom door open. She decided to position herself sexily so that Lexa had a good view of her tits. She heard the other girl’s breath hitch and decided to end the teasing and get her girl on—
“Come over here,” Lexa interrupted her thoughts cheekily now sitting on the bed. “Need a seat?”
“You trying to volunteer?” Clarke moved towards Lexa.
“Always,” Lexa blushed. “I meant what I said. I don’t want to just be friends.”
“Neither do I,” Clarke responded kissing Lexa. “Now, take me to bed.”
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Lexa watched as Clarkes back arched, and she screamed out her orgasm. Fuck, I’m screwed, Lexa thought. Clarke literally tasted like she was her forever. Her musky flavor was addictive, and Lexa couldn’t stop at one orgasm.
Swirling her tongue around the blonde’s clit, Lexa couldn’t get enough of the other girl and felt herself getting worked up. Slipping two fingers in and out of Clarke brought Lexa to highs she didn’t know existed. This girl was going to end her, and she was going to accept her fate with open arms.
“Come here,” Clarke moaned as her hips writhed beneath her. The woman under her could command her to do anything and she would do it without questions asked.
“Mmm, today’s all about you.” Lexa couldn’t help but grind down onto her hand forcing more pressure on Clarke’s gspot.
“I know what you want, but I also know what you need,” Clarke said seductively tugging on Lexa’s shirt and grinding her hips up and into Lexa.
Lexa tried, she tried so hard, but she felt like putty in Clarkes hands as she gave in and let herself be stripped of her clothes. She would do anything for this woman, and she knew it even if it meant not fully enacting her plan today. She had to try though.
“Clarke, Clarke slow down,” Lexa felt Clarke still beneath her.
“Don’t you want me?” Clarke looked at her with big doe eyes.
“More than you know,” Lexa smiled. “The thing is I know your history; you’ve only had selfish experiences where they did what they wanted for themselves and didn’t think about you. I want to give you the time of your life where you can be selfish.”
“What if I said I selfishly just wanted you to cum inside me,” Clarke bit her ear and tugged.
“Clarke,” Lexa whined. She had no response as she wanted that too. She could do this she could be strong if only her hard on wasn’t straining against her hand begging to take over.
“I can feel how bad you want to be in me,” Clarke bit her neck. “You can be selfish for once and take me. I don’t mind.”
Lexa’s hips bucked but she was determined. “Next time, when we have condoms, you know I’m fertile.”
“And you know I’m on birth control and neither of us have had sex in at least a year.” Clarke had a point.
“Fuck,” Lexa shuddered feeling herself leak precum. She pulled out her hand and licked her fingers.”
“That’s it,” Clarke reached down and positioned Lexa at her entrance. Lexa wasn’t strong enough, she needed to give Clarke a great experience, but she could only contain herself so long. “Fuck me.”
The words broke Lexa. With a sudden jerk, she felt herself begin to stretch Clarke out and couldn’t stop herself. It wasn’t until she was fully inside that she realized what had happened. But a relieved exhale came out of her mouth as she felt how good it felt to be cloaked by Clarke’s walls.
“Clarke,” Lexa gasped. “I need—"
But Clarke was one step ahead of her as she rolled on top of Lexa and pulled herself up almost to the head before slamming back down. Lexa found her grounding as she pushed her feet on the bed and met Clarke with her hard thrusts.
“I’m not going to last,” Lexa was shocked by how fast she was at her climax. Usually it took her a while, but this time, with Clarke, it was different. She knew she wasn’t going to make it much longer; she was too worked up.
“Cum for me,” Clarke whispered in her ear making Lexa cum hard. Lexa felt Clarke spasm as she joined her in orgasm before Clarke collapsed on top of her.
The two laid silently for about five minutes and Lexa thought Clarke dozed off and was following behind her when she heard the faintest voice say, “you can have me for lunch any time you want as long as I get you for dessert.”
The two fell asleep content for the first time in years.