UnderStanding (Clexa)

Chapter Thirteen

TonDC - Becoming…

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Clarke sighed and tilted her head slightly, offering her neck to Lexa's lips that were gently resting against her skin. She used the nails of her left hand to scratch a trail up the back of the brunette's neck, under her long and wavy locks as she guided her closer.

Lexa clenched her eyes tightly together, the feeling in her stomach coiling tightly and a tingling heat spreading throughout her body. It was excitement and longing so intense she felt as if she was losing herself. Her conscious mind was slowly slipping to the point where all she could think, feel and smell was Klark.

The commander in her on some level, knew that this wasn't normal, this feeling of her control not being her own, but it felt right. It felt natural. More natural than anything Lexa had ever experienced in her 20 years of this life. Since she had been called to lead, she had been the commander first, Lexa almost never, as she was unable to merge the two and still be what her people needed her to be. But right now, right now the commander was nowhere in sight. There was no room for anything except whatever this was being shared between the two of them and Lexa wouldn't do anything to hurt Clarke again.

"Klark," she whispered, feeling her heart pounding against her chest, knowing Clarke felt it too by the feeling of nails trailing down the back of her neck in response. Her knees nearly buckled as she turned herself over completely to the feelings coursing through her and lowered her lips to sample the pale smooth neck below her lips. She was gentle, pressing one, two and a then a third soft kiss up her neck before parting her lips slightly to press an open mouthed kiss just below Clarke's chin, feeling her pulse. She paused then, taking a slow breath in, committing the blonde's scent into memory.

Clarke swallowed hard and could do nothing but grip Lexa tighter and try to press herself closer. She knew it was impossible, there wasn't a breath of space between them. They were touching in every available spot but it just wasn't close enough. She whimpered, feeling her eyes fill with hot stinging tears as she pulled back ever so slightly and rubbed her cheek against Lexa's, nuzzling her, trying without words to convey this delicious yet painful feeling she couldn't seem to sate. My chest…it aches. I'm longing. It hurts. She's not close enough but how can she be closer?

Lexa feels it in her soul as she feels Clarke caressing her cheek with her own. It feels incredible. She pulls back just enough to rub her nose against Clarke's and opens her eyes to find no sign of the blue she adores. Instead, she's met with closed eyes and teeth biting into a lower lip.

"Klark," she whispers and grins when those bright blue eyes open immediately at her call, but then frowns in worry at the tears she finds filling them. "What is it, Klark?" She questions softly, raising her right hand to cup her cheek and wipe away a falling tear. "Has my touch hurt you?" She worries and starts to ease her other hand off the girls back.

Clarke begins shaking her head back and forth quickly, grabbing Lexa's arm to keep it around her and presses their foreheads together. She stills, trying to calm her racing heart and her short breaths, trying to make them deeper and longer. Her heart melts at how Lexa just stays where she is, not questioning any further, content to let Clarke have the time she needs. "I'm hurting, but it's not you hurting me, Leksa." She finally whispers, leaning back to sincerely stare into soft green eyes. "I just…" she huffs softly, leaning her head against Lexa's neck and closing her eyes.

Lexa feels confused. Still content, still warm and still slightly out of her normal level of control, but very confused. She keeps her left hand at Clarke's lower back and guides her right back around to hold the blonde's head against her, running her fingers through her hair. "What do you need?" She whispers against her ear, "What can I do?"