I fell in love with your thoughts- A Clexa valentine's special

Her. Brains. Out.

They were barely inside before Lexa had her pinned against the wall. Mouth on mouth, hot, wet, sloppy. Clarke managed to get a few words out against Lexa's tongue licking her lips. "Keys are in- My pocket" she exhaled. 

Lexa reached down, patting her down to find them. She struggled a little and separated. "Damnit, looks like I have to take you in the staircase, huh?" 

Clarke laughed and reached for them, dangling the silver in front of Lexa before unlocking the door with a click.

"I'd rather you do it where my neighbors won't be traumatized."

"Who would be traumatized from the sight of you? You're beautiful".

"If you're going to be cheesy I guess I'll have to be the rough one, huh?"

Lexa could barely laugh before she felt her ass bump up against a cold counter, right in the kitchen island. And one hand on each side of her waist, pushing her against it.

There it was, the fierceness she knew was there, her Clarke.

Lexa whimpered involuntarily at the harsh grabs when Clarke crashed their mouths together. Sucking on her lower lip and groping at her ass and then moving to roam her waist. The kiss was intense, two tongues dancing for dominance and it was absolutely bruising.

"Lexa" Clarke moaned in the midst of it all.

The brunette couldn't tell if she wanted anything or if that was just her bodily reaction, but she decided to take initiative and regain her dominance, she swiftly turned them around causing a groan from the blonde.

She picked her up, "bedroom?"

"First door"

She practically threw Clarke on the bed. She then sat to straddle the clothed woman. "Has anyone told you that you're the prettiest ever?"

"This again?" Clarke smirked, "you're sweet, gorgeous, funny and kind, but you've made me so incredibly wet, Lexa. And I need you to fuck me".

"Oh?" 

Bold. It was adorable.

Lexa pulled Clarke's bandeau style- dress down, only to reveal the tiniest pair of black lace panties and the absence of a bra.

The brunettes clothes had fallen off in the process.

Before further do, she went at the soft, pillowy round breasts. She grabbed with her full hands, pinched and pulled at the erect nipples and took one in her mouth. Drowsing it in hot saliva as she sucked and flicked her tongue on it, feeling it perk up even more.

It was eliciting the prettiest moans from the blonde. High pitched and soft, not too loud yet, small and cute, begging for more.

Lexa was lost in her boobs, she has been dreaming of them for a long time, had a hard time pulling her eyes off of them for the entire night, and here they were.

The blonde's hands found the chestnut strands and grabbed away. Pulling Lexa impossibly closer to her chest when her entire body was fluttering from the sensation by her delicate tongue. If only this was able to get her this close to the edge, how was she going to last?

Spoiler alert; she wasn't.

"Lexa" she moaned.

"Yes, baby?" 

"Please, I'm so close" The pet name didn't help, Lexa's knee had found it's way between Clarke's legs and as she spoke she could feel a rush of wetness coating them both.

"Already hm?"

Clarke whimpered.

"Well, a pretty girl like you, can't keep you from it.. Can I?"