#aka lexs tries to be a power bottom and Clarke lets her try even if she isnt all that great at it ndjsnskdnd
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omg clarke no shirt leather jacket tight leather pants 🥵🥵🥵🥵 LIKE i can't-- imagine she was training and its getting really hot so she takes off her shirt, leaving only chest bindings and abs on display. After she couldnt be bothered to put the sweaty shirt on so she just pulls on the jacket. Oh those glistening abs, GEC almost spilling out of those bindings and the bulge. im pretty sure lexa would march right up, grab the nearest grabbable limb and yank her to the nearest room.
Lexa is on the training grounds, speaking with a few warriors when she catches a glimpse of Clarke walking by.
Her legs nearly give out. Her heart has never beat this fucking fast, holy /fuck/.
Now, Lexa has always been in control of her emotions, her desires. Never would she show her subordinates when she has a clear strong emotion.
Well.... by the way Lexa hastily ends the conversation and all but runs after wanheda, it is not hard to guess what Heda was feeling at the moment.
Clarke is about to enter the elevator when Lexa catches her wrists and yanks her away from the opening doors and into the closest empty room she can think of, throwing Clarke agaisnt the wall and slamming their lips together.
Its the first time Lexa is ever this forward with wanting to fuck and Clarke smirks agaisnt Lexa's lips, allowing her control over the kiss while she pulls the commander close by the waist, forcing their bodies together, Clarke's bulge clear as day against the thin fabric of Lexa's pants.
They are both panting by the time they pull away from each other. Lexa's eyes nearly black she looks desperate for something.
Clarke pulls her towards her even more, "take what you want Heda, its yours."
Lexa nods, glad to have been given permission and direction. Quickly, her hands sneak underneath the wrapping on Clarke's chest, already coming undone underneath her jacket. Clarke enjoys the look on Lexa's face as she takes what she can manage of Clarke's boobs in her hands, eyes dropping and mouth ajar, massaging and holding with delight. Clarke hums with pleasure at the attention, her own hand sneaking underneath Lexa's jacket and finding the band on her pants, managing to slide a hand between the fabric and Lexa's ass, a tight fit for sure.
It is not long before boobs arent doing it fully for Lexa and she moves down, struggling agaisnt the leather of Clarke's pants and the girl's growing boner until she eventually manages to pull Clarke's pants down enough for her dick to bounce free, a gasp leabing Lexa's mouth as it does like it is the first time she's seen it.
Lips crashing against Clarke's once more, Lexa strokes the lenght of Clarke's cock, making the girl moan in a shaky breath.
Easier to take off, Lexa's pants pool around her ankle soon after, her eyes nearly rolling inside her head the moment the tip of Clarke's dick passes her lips. She's soaking wet, a small trail dripping between her legs.
Lexa teases herself and Clarke, brushing the tip of Clarke's cock agaisnt her center, enjoying seeing the strenght Clarke exercises not to take control of the situation. Perhaps if Lexa felt as in control of her emotions right now as she tends to she'd tease her more but as she looks at Clarke's chest and newly formed abs and throbbing dick, she cannot wait any longer.
It is not the best position to fuck in, standing and facing each other but Lexa cares little for it as long as she has Clarke inside of her. Lexa moves awkwardly, circling her clit as Clarke's hand helps her move her hips back and forth, short quick strokes as they both try to cum fast.
She stops the moment she reaches her climax, a broken moan of her lovers name exiting her, Clarke puliing her closer so she too can cum, pushed over the edge by Lexa's walls pulsing around her dick.
"That was fun." Clarke comments with a kiss to Lexa's temple.
Lexa chuckles, "It was awkward. You are much better at taking control." She admits without much fighting. She has long since accepted that Clarke takes the reigns in bed anf Lexa highly enjoys it.
"What was all the hurry for tho?" Clarke asks, wiping a drop of sweat from Lexa's forehead.
Lexa looks down embarrassed as she recalls the three warrios she left without much explanation mid sentence and how the vision of Clarke wearing so little short circuited her brain.
"Hm?" Clarke encourages.
"I think you look very attractive like that." Lexa finally let's out, taking a step back as she lets Clarke's soft dick exit her and tries to put some space between them, embarrassed by her reaction to Clarke's body and outfit.
Clarke laughs loudly, hushing when Lexa stares at her pointedly, the sounds outside telling them the tower is filling up again and that Clarke's laugh would be heard.
"Babe," Clarke starts pulling Lexa back to her, "its fine if you think im hot and cant control yourself." Clarke pulls them flush agaisnt each other, her tongue licking below Lexa's hlear and making her shiver, "If you knew how many times you make me lose all sense of reason just by existing we would never leave the damn room."
#letter opened#wanheda's dagger#aka lexs tries to be a power bottom and Clarke lets her try even if she isnt all that great at it ndjsnskdnd
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