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“Mhmm Lexa...” Clarke moaned.
“You missed me,” Lexa said without losing rhythm on her thrusts. It was a statement disguised as a question by the inflection Lexa made at the end.
Those three words could very well have been an effort to convince herself that the blonde’s ministrations weren’t merely a result of her drunkenness.
“Unhh... yess,” Clarke responded.
Lexa’s heart swelled in her chest and she kissed her tenderly.
“Don’t stop,” Clarke gasped. “I’m close.”
Lexa manoeuvred Clarke’s left leg to wrap around her hips.
She sped up her thrusts as Clarke clawed at her back.
“Fucckkk!” Clarke cried out as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her body quaked with the force of her release.
Meanwhile, Lexa clutched the base of her cock with an iron grip to keep from cumming. It definitely wasn’t easy, what with engulfed by Clarke’s velvety inner walls- walls that further contracted upon approaching climax. But Lexa didn’t let herself cum. She shouldn’t- won’t ruin their lives by making a drunken mistake, though she was tempted to. A part of her wanted so badly to have something that would tie her to Clarke forever. Then she remembered that her existence didn’t stop her father from leaving her mother. Neither did it prevent the latter from gently placing her infant body on the doorstep of Indra and Gustus’. She always promised herself that she would do better.
Lexa kept thrusting lazily as Clarke rode out her euphoria. When the fluttering of the blonde’s pussy started slowing down, an insistent hand on her chin goaded her to peer into cerulean eyes.
“Cum inside,” Clarke said before placing a tender kiss on soft lips.
Lexa shook her head no.
Clarke kissed her again determinedly.
Lexa didn’t know if it was the soft hand stroking her neck or the fact that Clarke’s new boyfriend was right outside the door and it very easily could’ve been him in this elegant bathroom instead of her. Clarke was her kryptonite. She made her weak. Being sheathed safely inside of her made Lexa powerless.
The brunette started a slow rhythm once again.
34 minutes earlier...
It was 4:37 a.m. The party had winded down gradually until it was just the gang... and Bellamy... and Costia.
Lexa would deny with every bone in her body that the atmosphere felt off. "Why would it be weird?" she would ask rhetorically. But God, was it awkward. If not for her, then for everyone else left in that pastel-painted living room.
"Hey, that slap was brutal," Lincoln sat down beside Lexa. "Hehe you got hit by a girl."
For all his baldness and bulging veins from equally bulging muscles, drunk Lincoln was a full-on child.
"I'm a girl," Lexa retorted anusedly.
"Ye but," the man shifted his eyes to Lexa's crotch and gave her a pointed look.
Lexa laughed it off and moved to get some water.
"No! It's time for..." he patted his lap with both hands repeatedly as if performing a drumroll before pointing at the tv. "Overcooked."
The group's infatuation with the game began one day when Anya was in a video game store and chanced upon this seemingly juvenile game. She kicked the door of the apartment she used to share with Lexa down, and the two sat down and spent 31 hours playing it, nevermind the fact that they were both in their final year of college. Eventually, Octavia got hooked on it as well, then Raven... then Clarke... and of course, Lincoln. They put their money in a pile, and bought 2 TVs- because the maximum number of players was at 4 and not 6-, 2 games, and 6 controllers.
"Yes!!" the ombre-haired yelled from all the way across the room. She held her arms up triumphantly and stalked towards the pair purposefully before plopping herself loudly beside Lexa on the couch.
"You," she pointed at Lexa, "and you," then at Clarke, "behave. You will not ruin this."
She cracked her head from side to side and cracked her knuckles dramatically. "Serve's up, kiddo."
...
"Let's let the newbies choose their teammate," Anya announced.
"Ladies first," Bellamy gestured chivalrously at Costia.
"I pick Lexa."
Raven commented, "Surprise, surprise."
"I pick Clarke then," Bellamy said.
"Looks like we're two for two," Raven said in her commentator voice.
"Here you go," Clarke passed a controller to Costia who was seated beside Lexa.
Costia thanked her in kind.
...
The game started without a hitch and the other four-Anya, Raven, Octavia, and Lincoln- had their own game going on the other side of the room on a different monitor. It was chaos galore. Raven and Octavia could be heard across the room shouting out orders at each other while the Woods sat back to watch.
"Okay, just pass me the onion, Costia." Lexa sounded awfully formal, but she didn't care. She had known the girl a total of four days-well, if you count tonight, five. Lexa geniunely liked the girl. She was sweet, kind, heck she worked at Trikru as well. She just isn't Clarke, said a voice in her head. Lexa tried her darnedest, but she just couldn't seem to forget the blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty. And it didn't seem right to her to be with someone while thinking of another. But, maybe she was overthinking it.
If Lexa was being honest with herself, it hurt like a motherfucker. It wasn't fair that Clarke was off... philandering while she was left to pick up the pieces. Seeing Bellamy wrap his arms around Clarke as she sat on his lap ignited something within Lexa that she thought she had finally put to rest.
"Here, just put the carrot in the pot," Lexa directed. Boy, was Costia bad at this. Lexa felt bad for feeling this way, but she was always competitive and they were currently losing.
They lost. But Lexa didn't want to scare the girl off, so she just said that it was okay.
At some point between games, Clarke left to grab a drink. When she returned and started another game, it would appear that her controller got switched with Costia's. They both must've left it on the couch and took the other's by mistake.
Bellamy, newly addicted to the game decided to just team up with Costia instead. That left Clarke and Lexa in a team.
If Lexa thought that her previous team was bad, she's worse off now.
The fact that their last interaction was mainly one of Clarke's hand meeting with Lexa's right cheek, there was little to no room for any sort of social exchange. While Bellamy and Costia were communicating excitedly-as the game required, Clarke and Lexa sat in emotionally-charged silence. Her goal of winning long-forgotten, Lexa simply sat in wait for her inevitable defeat.
Clarke and Lexa used to be the undefeated pair. Clarke's enthusiasm plus Lexa's composure brought them victory every round, ensuring their opponents' sulky expressions when they would gloat.
"Yes!!" came Costia's exhilaration. They won by a landslide, no surprises there. Lexa simply smiled at her and kissed her cheek. "I'm gonna hit the can," the brunette informed. To which, Costia nodded.
After Lexa emptied her bladder, she heard a knock on the bathroom door.
It was Clarke.
...
Lexa's stuttering hips signaled her imminent release. She placed a chaste kiss on pink lips and leaned her forehead against Clarke's. She reveled in the light scratches at her neck, the way Clarke clutched her ass to feel her dick deeper, the sounds of pleasure she elicited from the blonde. It felt as if nothing had changed, as if no hearts had been broken and they were just two college kids, so in love and blinded to the miseries of the world. But although slightly hidden behind her smolder, hurt was still visible in tired green eyes; eyes that had been overused in attempt to extinguish the pain.
Lexa rubbed Clarke's clit vigorously as they both climaxed. Cumming inside of the blonde was something she could never get enough of.
She then abruptly pulled out and knelt on the floor to lick the blonde's pussy. The taste of their combined juices was intoxicating. "Don't stop," Clarke grasped Lexa's head as she was plunged into her third orgasm for the night.
...
It would appear Raven and Octavia had grown bored of their partners and were facing off against Bellamy and Costia, thus creating pandemonium, while Anya and Lincoln were having a little one on one. Clarke and Lexa's absence were barely noticed, or so they assume.
The night ended soon enough and everyone left. After Lexa dropped Costia off at her apartment, her phone pinged.
Unknown number: Hey
Do you wanna get brunch?
Lexa: Sure
/contact saved
Clarke: say, 11?
Lexa: Alright
Clarke: Okay, see you.