"Oh, Lexa, yes!" Clarke moans loudly. "Yes, right there!"
"Clarke," Lexa says, fixing her with a look because she already told her four times to keep her volume down.
"It's not my fault you're so good with your hands," Clarke says in her defense. She knows she's being loud, but she can't help it and if Ontari would hear her and be bothered by it, she can always listen to music or put some earplugs in.
Lexa sighs, sensing Clarke is not going to be quiet anytime soon. Her thoughts are confirmed not even a minute later when her girlfriend moans aloud again.
"Your hands must be magic," Clarke muses.
"If that was true you would be silent," Lexa replies, though she's not annoyed. She can't even pretend to sound frustrated when the smile on her face gives her away.
"I didn't know a massage from you would feel this heavenly," Clarke whispers, sighing as she relaxes into Lexa's touch. "My back feels a lot better now."
"You had a bit of a knot between your shoulder blades," Lexa says, having felt it. "I can massage your legs next if you want me to," she offers, happy that she can make Clarke relax.
"You're a literal angel," Clarke replies, rolling over onto her back so she can face Lexa. She pulls her girlfriend down, softly attaching her lips to hers.
Lexa grinds her hips and repeats her movement when Clarke moans. At this point her cousin probably thinks they're having sex anyway, if she heard how obscene her girlfriend was moaning during that back massage.
Clarke pushes Lexa down and smiles as she straddles her. "There's a gag somewhere in my box of toys," she says, casually hinting they could use it.
"From what I heard, you would need it," Lexa replies, smiling when Clarke gapes at her.
"I can be silent," Clarke objects. She moans when Lexa bucks her hips up. "You're such a tease, Lex," she says as she leans down to kiss her.
"Not that I don't believe in you, but I doubt you can keep quiet," Lexa says, simply being realistic. She knows how loud Clarke can become in bed, which she loves.
"You know...," Clarke whispers, running a hand through her hair as she exhales. "The fact that we would have to be quiet turns me on."
Lexa could have guessed as much because she knows Clarke likes a challenge. It does sound tempting to have to be silent. It adds an extra thrill of sorts. She's interested to go for it, although at the same time she's considering sticking to cuddling and kissing. It's very refreshing for her to be in a relationship with someone who can't keep her hands off of her.
"Some of the toys are interesting to try," Clarke says, getting up to put the box on the bed. "Such as... this one," she says while holding the whip in her hand. "What do you think, commander?"
"Hmm," Lexa whispers, taking the whip out of Clarke's hand. "I think you would have trouble sitting for a few days."
"Oh yeah?" Clarke asks, smirking as she sits down close to Lexa. "Are you going to whip me?"
"If you're a naughty girl, yes," Lexa answers, leaning in while Clarke leans in too. "We should save this for another time," she suggests, sure that using certain toys won't keep them quiet.
"Okay," Clarke whispers, sighing. "I think I need a cold shower."
Lexa smiles and kisses Clarke's nose. "You're adorable," she whispers, purely to tease her.
"I'm not the only one who is wound up," Clarke replies, reaching her hand out to place it between Lexa's legs. She smiles when she manages to draw a gasp from her. "Like I said, I'm not the only one," she says, pleased to feel how hard she is.
