The 100 Imagines & Preferences

Never Back Down| Octavia Blake

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"You never learn, do you?" I sighed, carrying the medical supplies back over to Octavia. Octavia pursed her lips, her eyes not meeting mine.

"I refuse to give up, you know that, Sam." She muttered. I placed a finger under her chin, bringing her face up.

"I know, Octavia." I said, tending to the gash on her forehead. "But you know I don't like seeing you hurt, baby." Our eyes locked as I cupped her face in my hands.

She made a pouty face, wrapping her arms around my waist and pulling me between her legs. "How did I get so lucky?" She mumbled, slipping her hands into my back pockets.

I made a face at her, hooking my arms around her neck. "I ask myself the same thing all of the time." I smiled, slowly leaning in. She met me half way, pressing her lips against mine.

She pulled me closer to her, her tounge swiping over my bottom lip. Right as her tounge slipped into my mouth, someone cleared their throat from behind us. I pulled away from her, my cheeks flaming as I looked at Indra.

"Sorry to interupt, but I wanted to speak with you, Octavia." Indra gave me a look, and I nodded, understanding what she wanted. As I turned to leave the room, Octavia grabbed my hand, pulling me back over to her.

"Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of Samantha." She said, standing from her seat and wrapping her arms around my waist. She was taller than me, proving it easy as she rested her chin on my shoulder.

I placed my hands over hers, a smile going on my face as I played with her fingers. Indra droned on about how she respected Octavia, and how strong she was. Ending it with the fact that she needs to know when to stop.

After Indra left, Octavia twirled me around, smiling brightly at me. "So? Where were we?" She grinned, pressing her forehead against mine.