Clexa (Taylor's Version)🤍
I wanted an excuse to write heavy angst + messiness with lots of social media
Clarke and Lexa are celebrities in L.A.'s Hollywood scene, and have been broken up for a while, but can't quite move on from each other. Thei...
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Costia knew tonight was different when Lexa didn't send the usual bat signal - their wordless call to each other for intimacy - to request her company tonight.
Also because Lexa only ever had girls - including herself - come to her penthouse for it.
She knew something must have happened, but she'd be the last one to ask about it, simply happy for Lexa's company no matter the reason. The blonde relished her position as Lexa's go-to comfort source, ever aware of the delicate nature of their....arrangement.
But even the way Lexa kissed her when she arrived tonight felt different, and Costia didn't quite know what to make of it.
"Aww Babylove c'mere....you okay?" She opens the door and can just feel the difference in energy.
"I missed you." Was all Lexa said before scooping her up in her arms and carrying her straight into bed, immediately ravishing her with the fervor of an appetite unable to be satisfied.
Lexa had come here instead of going home for a reason.
She was angry - at Clarke, at their friends, at herself even....
Her whole life has started to feel like she was running from ghosts she'll never escape. Her penthouse being home to too many of them.
And then there's Costia. Always Costia. Perhaps the only thing she could count on to not change. To be exactly what she needs, when she needs it.
So Lexa shows her exactly how much that means to her.
Shows her with hands that clutch onto her with surprising desperation, with her mouth working to draw out every pretty sound of longing that Lexa doesn't believe when it comes from the other girls who all start to blur together. Its part of what keeps bringing her back to Costia.
Lexa is resolute in her endeavor to satiate the girl she came to see, ignoring all patterns and routine that usually existed for them - the cuddle breaks, the quiet pillow talk between rounds, all of it.
Like she was in pursuit of something, and like she expected Costia to know what that was.
The brunette knew what she secretly craved, but only wanted it from one person. Something she'd only given into, trusted, with one other before.
Still, she finds herself trying to draw it out of the blonde on top of her out of pure desperation, but it's not in her nature. Not her sweet, wholesome Costia.
Costia feels Lexa handling her slightly rougher than normal, but attributes it to the higher-than-normal-emotions emanating out of her tonight. The blonde eventually works to roll over and pin Lexa on her back, straddling on top of her, panting, holding the girl's body beneath her so she can just look at her.
"What's gotten into YOU tonight huh?" She says with a coy grin.
Lexa is looking up at her with absolute carnal desire.
