Scandals Aren't All Bad

Shit.

Lexas POV
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The moment she wanted ever since they had bumped into each other in that hallway. The moment she had been waiting for. The actual moment. Not the kiss they had before.
This one felt magical. It was incredible. Nothing how she imagined it. Only better.

Their lips moved in sinc. She set a hand on the side of Clarke's neck, pressed up against her. Clarke was backed into the wall so there was only so much she could do.

Thoughts roamed through Lexas head. This was wrong. But it felt incredibly good. Like it was meant to be. Lexa kissed her softly.

It was their first actual kiss to begin with and Lexa didn't want to pressure Clarke in any way. Clarke seemed to have deepened the kiss and she could feel the blonde smiling into the kiss which made Lexa relieved.
But she felt Clarke start to push forward to Lexa, trying to deepen it more.
Slowly, Lexa started to pull away but Clarke dove back in again connection their lips once again.
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Clarke's POV
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When she had requested Lexa to kiss her, after a deadly silence, the brunette did. Clarke had wrapped her arms around her body seeming to pull her closer but they were already as close as they could get.

Clarke dreamt of kissing these pink lips again. She craved them. She craved her teachers' touch and her vanilla strawberry tasting lips. But she wasn't getting what she wanted.

The kiss was painfully soft. Too soft. It Was like this teacher was teasing her for cruel cruel reasons. It was like she knew Clarke wanted it but she wasnt going to give it to her. Clarke was tempted to yell out "Give me a damn real kiss! None of this soft shit!" But she restrained herself.

Things started to get heated. Clarke's hands hesitantly roamed Lexas gorgeous body. But that's when she felt the brunette start to disconnect their lips. Clarke wouldn't allow it. She wanted it and she needed it and she wasn't going to let her stop it. So she leaned forward and kissed her again, pushing her back roughly against the door which made a loud bang echo in the tight closet, along with a groan from Lexa against Clarke's lips. Either from pain or surprise. Clarke didn't care. She wasn't the one pinned up anymore. So now things were going to go her way. And nothing was going to change that.

Except for Lexa...
Who switched their positions in one swift move. As if she has had tons of practice before. The same thing happened to Clarke.

Clarke's back banged roughly against the wooden door which seemed to be arguing with them. It made another loud echo but Clarke could care less. Her plan of doing things her own way, backfired within seconds.
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Lexas POV
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Lexa felt herself get shoved back against the wooden door. She kissed Clarke passionatly. The last time she had kissed someone like that, was when she was with Costia... the love of her life. The one who died... the one Lexa could never forget.

Lexa refused to think of that. She wasn't with Costia anynore and she had to let go...

Without warning, Lexa switched their positions. No way in he'll she was letting Clarke take over. She felt a sigh exhale Clarke's nose but she ignored it. She started to trail kisses down her jaw and towards her neck when she felt Clarke's phone vibrate. She had completely forgotten she still held it in her hand.

Clarke must've felt it too because she opened her eyes and looked at Lexa.

The brunette handed her the phone slightly disappointed it had ended so quickly and so unfinished.

Clarke read her text message, then she revealed it to Lexa.

Clarke? Are you okay? Are you alone? Where are you? Everyone's scared. Please answer ASAP.

                                          Xx, Octavia

The blonde revealed a groan and a sigh. Typing on her iPhone, she sent a message and stuff it in her pocket.

"What um... what did you tell her?" Lexas voice cracked but she managed to release the words. Her eyes were still pinned on Clarke's lips that she suddenly missed so much.

"I just said I'm alright and I'm not alone." The blonde replied with a smirk.

"Lexa, eyes up here."

Lexa looked back to Clarkes blue eyes and saw that she had a hint of a smirk playing across her lips.

"Its... it's Ms. Woods to you."

"Sorry?"

"You heard me. Its Ms Woods. Not Lexa, not Alexandria, but Ms. Woods."

"Lexa what are you doing?"

"I said you can call me by Ms. Woods. The kiss was a mistake, Clarke." Lexa snapped harshly. She could see the pain hidden deep behind Clarke's eyes. She didn't know what was happening, but she couldn't stop herself. The kiss was real. She was sure of that. But she had to keep herself hidden and she had to guarantee that she will keep her job.

"The lock down is officially over. Repeat, it is now safe."

The loud intercom echoed outside in the hall.

"Lex--" Clarke must've taken a hint by the look on Lexas face. The brunette spotted a pained and hurt expression on the blondes' face.

It killed her inside. But it was the right thing to do.

"Ms. Woods." Clarke corrected herself. "Im sorry."

Lexa heard the halls filling with students who were most likely heading to homeroom. They seemed to all be discussing the previous events.

"I'm sorry." Clarke repeated.

Lexa raised an eyebrow with curiousity.

"Im sorry you're such an asshole." With that, Clarke attempted to make a dramatic exit, and storm out, but the door was locked. A deep sigh escaped her lips as she unlocked the door, yanked it open, and became one of the students in the crowd...

Lexa wanted to chase after her, but she knew, it was no use.