Chapter 4
Three hours later and Lexa had a lump in her throat. Her eyes were glued to the blonde, whose body moved effortlessly to the music. The swaying of her hips had Lexa feeling faint. The air was heavy with smoke and sweat. Like the other times the green-eyed girl had agreed to be the designated driver for the night she felt an increasing need to settle her thirst, to dim the light, to drown in someone. She had long since gotten rid of shame and regret, none of it bothered her the morning after as long as she had successfully distracted herself. And in that particular moment, as the blonde let her own hands follow the curves of her body, Lexa wanted someone to make her lungs scream for air. At least that way she would have not felt like actually screaming.
It all took a worse turn when the blonde danced up to a guy, the same guy that had been eyeing her for the last ten minutes. The green-eyed girl didn´t need a warning - she already knew what would happen next and it made her stomach turn.
It wasn't much of a decision, more of an escape, when she spun around and went out through the first door she could find. The chilly air met her as she stepped out, causing a cold shiver to run along her spine. Her eyes closed at once, and she took in the feeling of her skin cooling down, how every inch of her body stopped vibrating and her nerves settled. It was intoxicating - the illusion of being free of her, because in that insignificant moment Lexa truly was free. She knew better than to hope for it to be more than fleeting, after all she had been stuck in that imaginary prison of hers for years.
“It's hot in there isn´t it?”.
Those emerald, green eyes of Lexa´s snapped open, they took in the woman standing a few feet in front of her. Luna. The older woman was leaning against the deck railing, Lexa could barely make out her features in careful light from the windows, but she could see the burning cigarette between Luna's fingers and how she flicked it against her thumb every other second. The smirk on those intriguing lips though was far from careful and Lexa´s chest immediately felt lighter.
“Sure is”, she answered and walks over to the other woman, whose eyes followed every step she took.
Lexa couldn't quite put her finger on it, all she knew was that the woman in front of her made the tightness around her heart ease. She couldn't figure it out, nor was she interested in doing so in that particular moment.
The two looked at each other, green met brown. Lexa saw the desire within the deep colour of the older woman´s gaze, how it intensified and then how Luna bit her lips.
“So, I got to ask”, she said, and Lexa leaned against the deck railing. “That girl, Cl-”, Luna started and waved with her hand once she couldn't remember the name.
“Clarke”, Lexa filled in.
“Yeah her. Are you two dating?”.
Lexa was left stifled by the questioned. She blinked, twice. Her breath caught deep down in her chest. She stumbled over her answer as she came to her senses, “wh- what?”.
“She was very protective of you back there”, the older woman explained.
Lexa shook her head. “Oh that, that's just how she is”. Luna hummed at that and offered her the cigarette. The smoke was bitter and suffocating when it filled up Lexa´s lungs, she could drown in that feeling alone if she let it consume her. “We're best friends”, she said, as if that would have explained anything at all.
“So, she wouldn't get pissed if I kissed you right now?”.
“No”. Lexa eyed the other woman, slowly, taking her time to really look at her. She was beautiful. Mysterious. Attractive. She was exactly what Lexa needed. With a subtle move she dropped the cigarette and took one small step forward, she wet her lips and dropped her voice down to a whisper. ”But I will if you don´t”.
Luna smirked, big and irritating. Although, she did get the point and met Lexa halfway. With one hand coming up to cup her cheek she pulled their bodies close together. The kiss was soft and gentle. Too gentle. Lexa pushed forward just enough to reciprocate the kiss, to test the waters and when Luna met her once more, she tilted her head to deepen the kiss.
Luna hummed, causing the hair on the back of the green-eyed girl´s neck to stand, but then she pulled back, leaving Lexa chasing her lips.
“Can I get you drink?”, the older asked, lips brushing over the other girl´s.
Lexa shook her head, breath hot and heavy, fingers tingling with the want to tangling themselves in that thick brown hair of Luna´s. “I'm driving”.
“Ah” .
They looked at each other and Lexa gave into the urge and surged forward, one hand coming up to grab the other girl´s neck and pull her close. Her hand quickly hooked itself to the roots of Luna´s hair and with it she could pull ever so gently to steer Luna into any directing she wanted. They battled for dominance and Lexa came out on top shoving Luna up against the railing. She tasted of smoke and alcohol, both of which Lexa imagined she would. However, she didn't expect the other girl to taste sweet in the sense that felt good and safe. Like it was good for her, like the sweetness of something her body had longed for, something she had been deprived of. Perhaps it was just the night and the level of which she needs to be distracted. Perhaps she was so consumed by the lit already that the only way to dim it was to give it all, to let everything be felt in that moment when their lips meet.
Whatever it was, it was good.
The grunt slipping past Lexa´s lips when the older scratched at her scalp let on how much she needed it, to be pushed and pulled, to be challenged for power and air. The latter something that Lexa´s lungs end up screaming for, so she moved her mouth down the girl´s neck and latched onto the sensitive skin there. She was rewarded with a careful moan, which only spurred her on, so she let her hands travel down to the girl´s hips.
The green-eyed girl was taken by surprise when she felt a sharp pain shooting from her shoulder. It took a second for her to understand what it was - teeth. Luna squeezed her arm and with it kissed the spot on her shoulder she had bit. Lexa tried to find words, anything other than simply sounds, but when those full lips moved closer to her pulse point, she lost all ability to speak.
The older woman clearly wasn't one to give up dominance easily.
With another moan rolling off of Lexa´s lips and she pulled the older girl´s head back up to meet her own, their mouths crashed together, desperately. She tasted so good. Lexa´s hands moved in under the older woman´s blouse and gently teased the warm skin until a tremble meet her lips. That tasted even sweeter. They were forced apart by the sound of glass shattering and they both practically jumped at the sound, the cause of the interruption happened to be a broken window not far from where they were standing. That in itself didn't bother Lexa, not as much as being jerked back to the reality she tried to forget for a moment. As if that weren’t enough, Lexa could feel something starting to vibrate against her thigh and the confused expression on Luna's face wasn't much of an explanation. It hit them both and Lexa licked her lips as she stepped back, giving the other woman enough space to get her phone out of her pocket.
Luna pulled back some hair that hung down over her face, thanks to the green-eyed girl´s rough handling earlier. “Shit, I got to take this”, she huffed.
“Okay”, Lexa exhaled and felt the lust that only moments ago burned in her veins started to die down.
“Hey, give me your phone”, the older said and extended her hand. Lexa handed it over and watched the other woman enter something with quick fingers. Once she handed it back, she did so with a smirk filling up those kiss bruised lips. “Call me sometime, alright?”.
Lexa nodded and watched her walk away. Her lungs ached, now in more of a pleasurable way than before. Still, the abrupt end to their meeting had left her somewhat breathless, thoughtless, frozen even. So, she leaned back against the railing, her heart thumping hard and fast, with the taste of Luna´s lipstick and desire on the tip of her tongue.
“You, okay?”, came a voice from the dark and Lexa jumped off the railing.
“Shit”, she exclaimed and watched as Clarke stepped out into the small light coming from the windows of the house. “You scared the shit out of me”.
“Sorry”, the blonde said and offered her a small smile.
Lexa immediately felt uncomfortable and scratched at her neck. “Yeah I´m okay”, she answered and tried to not stare at the blonde as she moved over to the railing. She stopped when she stood beside Lexa, close enough for the green-eyed girl to distinguish all the different shades of blonde hair on the other girl´s head.
Clarke looked up at the sky, allowing Lexa the chance to take her in fully and in her entirety. She seemed off. It was something with the way she hung her shoulders. Or the way she avoided Lexa´s gaze. Whatever it was, Lexa couldn't bring herself to ask what it was because of the fear of asking too much. Or telling too much if she actually opened her mouth.
“Was she good?”.
The green-eyed girl was jerked back to reality once again. “What?”.
Clarke looked up, eyes piercing Lexa´s. “You got a hickey right-”, she started and leaned in closer, her fingertips brushing over the skin of Lexa´s neck. “Here”, she said and pressed more firmly with two digits against the green-eyed girl’s skin.
Lexa swallowed hard, not completely trusting herself to talk, but she couldn't keep quiet for long. “Since when do you want to hear about the girls I'm with?”, she dared to ask.
She regretted it as soon as Clarke´s eyes flickered down to where her fingers still lingered. She waited for the blonde to say something, waited and held her breath. Clarke said nothing, for minutes and then stepped back, leaving Lexa´s skin to burn like it had been set on fire by the blonde's gentle touch. Lexa watched her, watched every movement and every look.
“I don´t”.
That was all Clarke said. Her voice calm and her gaze far from Lexa´s. With those two words she turned completely and went back the way she came. The green-eyed girl watched her, not entirely sure of what had just happened. Not sure if she should let her think any longer in the fear of driving herself crazy. She followed though, suddenly able to move herself. Once they returned inside Lexa watched as the blonde went straight for the kitchen and took three shots in a row. She didn't know what to think about it or Clarke´s weird behaviour over the last couple of hours.
All she understood was that the night was far from over.