Fixing Clexa's story to give them an ending they deserved (an *ending, not the journey they deserved). They are clearly endgame but it turned into a bit more of an adult-themed journey to get there so just a warning it takes a slightly dark turn ar...
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The commander's reflexes kick in before she has her full faculties when she stirs awake to the feeling of being pinned down on her stomach.
Her fight or flight triggers in a split second, forgetting where she is, and her muscles clench, ready to buck off the intruder on top of her when a soft pair of arms slink around and under her tenderly, and a soft voice breaks her sleepy daze.
"Easy there, it's just me." Lips press against the base of her neck and her body relaxes again, sinking back into the bed, "Sorry if I woke you." The voice whispers into her hair.
Lexa groans, taking as deep a breath as she can, expanding her chest to stretch before shuddering at the warm lips making their way down her back, her exposed torso shivers in the cool morning air, but the weight of Clarke on top of her is soothing.
It's one of Clarke's favorite things, kissing along Lexa's spine tattoo. To have Lexa like this, bare and vulnerable, in all her softness, only selfish thoughts dominate her mind in these moments. Silent wishes for a life she knows a commander is not allowed, but she wishes for it all the same.
"Do we have to go back today?" Clarke asks between pressing more kisses into lower back dimples.
"Mmmhm" Lexa hums sleepily, soaking in every touch with her eyes still closed, "I told Indra we would be back sometime in the morning."
"So?" Clarke pouts, bracing herself on all fours over Lexa's back, "You're council doesn't come back until tomorrow, right?" When the seal of their bodies separates it earns a whine from the girl underneath her as the chilly air quickly fills in.
Before Lexa can roll over, Clarke drops her body back down onto her, nuzzling into brown hair, brushing the curly strands sideways with her nose to expose the skin underneath.
"I'm not ready to go back." She pleads into Lexa's ear, and the vibrations cause the brunette to shudder, which Clarke loves and lets her tongue poke out to drag along the side of Lexa's neck between gentle nips.
"Please Lex..."
She pulls her face away from the commander, watching Lexa's neck arch, chasing her lips, craving the contact back. So she grins and obliges, granting the skin more kisses, as her arms tuck around Lexa's torso.
"We can't Clarke."
"Well I'm not moving so... good luck getting out of bed." She says laying her full weight on top of Lexa.
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