If You Play With Fire You'll Get Burned

"I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere."

Thursday, October 24th

It was around 7 in the morning and Clarke was watching Lexa sleep. She could not believe she and Lexa had sex last night. The way Lexa made her feel was amazing. Having Lexa inside of her was something she wanted to experience again and again. The way Lexa dominated her and talked to her as she fucked her... Clarke shivered just thinking about it.

Clarke traced the tattoos on Lexa's back as she watched her sleep, her fingertips following the intricate patterns inked across her skin. The morning light filtered softly through the window, casting a gentle glow over Lexa's peaceful form. Clarke smiled to herself, feeling a deep sense of contentment wash over her. In these quiet moments, it was just them, no worries, no expectations—just the steady rhythm of Lexa's breathing and the warmth of their connection.

"You are so beautiful," Clarke whispered.

"So are you," Lexa replied sleepily.

Clarke blushed she thought Lexa was still sleeping.

"I thought you were asleep," the younger girl said shyly.

Lexa just let out a sleepy laugh and turned on her back giving Clarke a come here motion. She smiled when Clarke came to straddle her.

"You're already wet," Lexa said in awe. She giggled as Clarke blushed and covered her face.

"I can't help it, I was thinking about last night... I really like how you feel inside me," Clarke said moaning at Lexa squeezing her ass.

"Hmmm," Lexa said as she pulled Clarke down to take a hardened nipple in her mouth. She kept a hand on Clarke's hip to help the blonde grind on her abs.

Clarke's eyes were closed in bliss feeling Lexa's soft lips on her breast and her clit rubbing against her hard abs. She already felt as if she was going to come but she wanted to do that around Lexa's fingers.

"Leeeeeex," Clarke moaned out feeling the older girl sucking on her neck leaving fresh marks with the ones made last night.

"What baby girl? Tell daddy what you want," Lexa said pinching Clarke's nipples.

Clarke gasped and felt a new wave of wetness at Lexa calling herself daddy.

"Fingers.. I want your fingers please!" Clarke cried out.

Lexa slowly moved a hand down between their bodies and groaned at how wet the younger girl was.

"You're so wet for me baby girl," Lexa moaned out.

Clarke whined out frustrated that those long fingers were not inside of her yet. She could feel the wetness leaking out of her and her walls clenching around nothing.

"Please Daddy inside... I need you," Clarke moaned out. She heard Lexa let out a possessive growl and then she felt two beautiful long fingers enter her fully.

"Mmmm so tight," Lexa moaned. Clarke was on top of her riding her fingers. Lexa watched as the younger girl sexily rolled her hips.

"That's right baby girl take what's yours ride my fingers," Lexa instructed.

Clarke was getting even more turned on hearing Lexa talk to her. She felt Lexa stop moving her fingers and kept them still inside of her. Clarke knew this was Lexa letting her take what was hers. She started rolling her hips moving up and down.

"That's right baby girl ride my fingers... you look so sexy right now," Lexa encouraged her causing Clarke to moan really loud.