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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From the moment Clarke stepped into the Penthouse, to the soft glow of candlelight, there was hardly a single moment Lexa's mouth wasn't attached somewhere to Clarke's body.
First, she called out from the master bathroom, urging Clarke to come in and make herself comfortable.
When she blonde waltzed into the bedroom, taking a seat on the bed, she joked that she wasn't just some booty-call Lexa can order up on demand like take-out.
"I don't just sit around waiting for you to call me over ya know, like some other people."
"I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that." Lexa said from the other side of the bathroom door, "Because here you are..."
The blonde waiting on the bed was gearing up with another snarky remark about maybe she's changed her mind then, when the bathroom door opened and Lexa sensually leaned against the frame, and Clarke's mouth immediately dropped open as she took in Lexa from head to toe, and back up again.
The actress stood there on full display, one leg crossed over the other in stiletto heels, sporting a breathtakingly sexy black lingerie set that looked practically painted onto her body the way it contoured each muscle line of her torso, the way it perfectly perched her breasts up together, and the way it hugged around her hips to accentuate her hourglass shape.
Her already obscenely long legs looked even more sculpted underneath thigh-high stockings, clipped to a garter belt and the entire display of seduction in front of her clearly went exactly as Lexa had planned, when the brunette finally pushes off the door frame in an exaggerated slow strut towards the bed.
Once closer, the cherry red lipstick pops against the all- black ensemble, glowing in the flickering candlelight as Clarke's breath roughly catches in her throat, unable to speak.
"If you have somewhere better to be, I'd hate to keep you here." Lexa said, seductively dropping to her knees in front of Clarke sitting up at the edge of the bed, and gently spread the blonde's knees apart while maintaining full eye contact.
Still speechless, Clarke simply cupped the side of Lexa's face, lightly running her thumb along those perfectly pouty lips hanging slightly open below her.
Lexa looked up at her with her big doe eyes that in an instant fluttered with seduction, and held the eye contact as she dipped her head forward to take the tip of Clarke's grazing thumb into her mouth.
Sucking on the digit momentarily, before raking her bottom teeth over the pad of the thumb as she released the finger from her lips, the brunette felt the air get plucked out of Clarke's chest with the simple gesture.
