Chapter 8- Heated conversation

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The only thing that was interrapting the silence between Lexa and Clarke, was the Princesses loud heartbeat and the quiet rustling of the bed sheets, when Lexa slowly raised her head from Clarke's lap and relocated herself to a sitting position on the bed, just a few centimeters away from the blonde.

"What?" The Princess asked with noticiable disbelief in her voice. She must have heard her wrong, the blonde couldn't possibly tell her something like that, right? Is everyone from Arkadia this forward, or was it just an another thing that Clarke did?

"I said, that I really want to kiss you right now." Clarke calmly repeated her previous sentence. She expected that the brunnete's reaction would be something like that, so she really wanted to let the Princess know, that she could back out any second, if she wanted to. Her expression stayed mostly neutral, with a little smile on her lips. She wasn't making any movement to get to the brunnete, because she knew that it wouldn't help anything in this situation.

"Clarke..." Lexa was staring at the blonde with wide eyes and slightly parted lips, like she was looking at something unbelievable. The red in her cheeks, that was there just a few minutes ago, started to come back in it's full force, once again.

"You can't just tell me something like that, like it's an absolutely normall thing to say!" The brunnete hissed quietly with a little panic in her voice, when she finnaly came back and started to realize, what the blonde really said to her.

"Why not?" Clarke's smile just got a little bit bigger, the woman in front of her looked like she was close to having a heart attack from the whole situation. She was sure, that her reaction would probably be less panicked, if she told her that she killed someone. But the brunnete looked too cute like this and she just couldn't help herself to not enjoy her reactions.

"Nobody is here, we're alone." If Clarke wanted to calm the brunnete with this sentence, it had an anbsolutely opposite effect. The Princesses cheeks just looked like they got a little bit reder, if that was even possible for them to do so anymore.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't want it." The blonde's gaze seemed to intensified a liťtle bit more, while she was patiently waiting for the brunnete's response. Her fingers, that she placed in her lap, after the brunnete removed her head from there, slightly twitched, like they wanted to reach for the woman but Clarke forced them to stay.

"That's not the problem, and you know it." Lexa very quietly answered after a little, maybe hoping that the blonde couldn't hear her reply. She averted her gaze and looked at the bed underneath her in embarrassment. It was true, she wanted to kiss the blonde. But she was scared, what if someone found out about it somehow? What would her father and everyone else think? What would her future husband or wife think of her? Would they be disgusted by her?

The Princess wasn't stupid, she know that sooner or later she needs to marry someone. Someone who is important for Trikru, someone from the royals. Someone, who wasn't the blonde that was asking her for a kiss right now. She didn't even want to think of what would happen, if someone managed to found out about this.

And maybe, just maybe a little bit of her was scared, that she won't be good at kissing and Clarke would decide that she doesn't want her anymore. Even after two days, she knew that the blonde wouldn't push her to do something like this. She knew that she could say no and the woman would't force her to do it. She knew, that these thoughts were absolutely ridiculous, but she just didn't want to disappoint the blonde.

The woman in front of her obviously had much more experience in these things, than she had.The closest she got to a kiss was when Costia kissed her cheek, and that wasn't even in the romantic way.

"So, stop worrying so much. I can almost hear you thinking and panicking in your head." Clarke quietly chuckled and finally reached to the brunnete, just to gently intertwine their fingers together in reasuring gesture.

"Okay..." Lexa managed to calm herself a little, before she looked up at the blonde once again, this time with a small smile on her lips, from the blonde's gesture.

"What...what should I do?" The brunnete asked, still a little nervous from the whole situation that she was in. Her eyes were flickering across the blonde's face, like she was trying to reassure herself one more time, that everything was still alright and that the blonde wasn't getting angry or annoyed with her. But all she could find in the woman's expression was calmness, patience and tenderness. (And maybe, just maybe a little bit of love. But it was to early to think about something like that.)

"Come closer and sit on my lap..." Clarke gave her first instruction with a kind smile and slightly tapped on one of her legs. After the brunnete found her courage and sat there, the blonde placed her own hands on the brunnetes hips.

"Place your hands around my neck." The blonde said after she noticed that Lexa didn't know what to do with her hands, and that she obviously wasn't planing to touch her. Just a few second later, the brunnete's hands were around her hands, they were slightly trembeling and Lexa still looked very unsure in every move she did.

"Good. That wasn't even that hard, was it?" Another reasuring smile wound it's way on Clarke's lips, while she moved her head and tucked a little strand of the brown hair back behind Lexa's ear, the other one still gently holding the brunnete's hip.

The Princess could only nodd, unable to look at anything else that wasn't the georgeous blue eyes in front of her. She was preparing herself to say something, that wasn't entirely stupid, but before she could even think of some intelligent answer, she felt the hand move to the back of her neck and after a few seconds their lips were crashing together.

Her whole body stiffened and her eyes widened a little in surprise, before she allowed herself to relax and closed her eyes, trying to imitate the blonde's actions and movements with her lips. She subtly grabbed tightly the material of Clarke's dress between her fingers, just that she had something to hold on to.

Clarke lightly smiled into the kiss, when she felt that the brunnete literally melted into it, her hand, that was placed on the back of the brunnete's neck, was still gently holding her in place, before she pulled away a little.

"Are you sure that this was your first kiss?" The blonde mocked her a little, while she couldn't stop smiling. She was feeling a little dizzy, from the combination of Lexa's kiss and the few glasses of wine that she had earlier.

"For the love of God, just shut up and kiss me again!" The Princess was blushing once again, this time from her own words, and with her newfound confidence, she connected their lips together again, before she could say something even more embarrassing.

And the whole world around them stopped once again. Every one of their problems dissapeared for now, because nothing seemed more important in this moment than eachother's touch and the light kisses, that stared to get slowly more and more heated with every other second.
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Thank you for reading! This is my first time writing something like this scene and I'm a little nervous about how it all came out.
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With endless love, LadyOwen 🤍

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