Clean

Shower

It was late afternoon and Raven had long gone home, but Lexa still wasn't back from Anya's. Clarke had thrown herself into painting, so she wouldn't be worrying about what to say to Lexa.
When Lexa did finally return later that night Clarke was just finishing up her painting, and it was nearly time for their bath.
"Hey." Lexa greeted as if everything was normal.
"Hey," Clarke answered back, then deciding that two could play like the past twenty four hours never happened said, "do you mind if we take a shower tonight? Cause I don't think we should really be sitting in paint water for too long..." Clarke said holding out one of her arms which she had somehow managed to almost completely cover with just about every colour of paint. Lexa just laughed and took her hand. "Let's get you cleaned up."

"Oh my god Clarke! How did you manage do get paint on your back?" Lexa laughed. Clarke turned her neck and tried to look at the paint.
"Oh my god," she laughed. "Can you wash it off?" She asked handing Lexa the loofah she had been using.
"Like seriously do you paint with your entire body?" Lexa had gotten most of the paint off of Clarke when she turned around suddenly. Lexa looked up to meet Clarke's eyes and avoid staring at... other places.
"Turn around." Clarke said, taking the loofah out of Lexa's hands. Lexa obeyed, slightly dazed. Clarke brought the loofah up to Lexa's back and started making slow circles. Lexa nearly let out a moan, but bit her lip to keep it in. She arched her back, and pulled her hair out of the way. Lexa was leaning into Clarke's touch and "my god that feels so good" Lexa feared she had said that out loud because Clarke pulled her closer and reached her hand around to Lexa's stomach. Then she slowly, almost teasingly inched her hand higher and higher with the loofah. Clarke dragged her hand back down and around to Lexa's back again. Lexa was breathing heavily, trying to control herself. Clarke brought her hand up to Lexa's shoulder, and started bringing it over the top and towards her collarbone.
"Is this okay?" Clarke asked. Lexa backed up even more so she was practically flush with Clarke. "Yes." Lexa let out a sigh that was practically a moan. God she wanted Clarke right now. Clarke brought her hand down across Lexa's chest. Lexa arched into Clarke's touch, wanting more. Lexa let out a moan, and spun around pinning Clarke to the shower wall. Clarke reached out to pull Lexa closer.
"You want this?" Lexa asked nudging her knee in between Clarke's legs.
"Yes." Clarke breathed. Lexa closed the distance between them and kissed Clarke.
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After their 'shower' Lexa and Clarke were laying in Clarke's bed, still in their towels.
"What does this mean for us?" Clarke asked, starring up at the ceiling.
"What do you want it to mean?" Lexa asked snuggling closer into Clarke's side.
"I don't know." Clarke sighed draping an arm across her forehead.
"Well we could A, keep this strictly to 'bath time', B, start dating, or C, pretend this never happened, and resume life as normal." Lexa listed out all of the options that she could think of.
"Not the last one." Clarke said firmly.
"Good because I don't think I could forget about that." Lexa said teasingly. Clarke poked her in the side and she let out a giggle.
"What if we do a combination of the first two? Like we'd be together but we just don't tell anyone yet?" Clarke suggested.
"That could work..." Lexa said. She rolled over so she could see Clarke. "Let's do it." She said, and leaned in for a kiss.