An Ocean For Me To Drown: Bellarke One Shots

Mixing Becomes Dangerous

"You have to be joking," Clarke chuckled, rolling her eyes as she put the milk back into the refrigerator.

"Why would you think that?" Lexa, her girlfriend of four months asked.

Clarke spun to face the beautiful brunette. "Because you are extremely jealous, you're one hundred percent lesbian, and you still have fears that since I'm bisexual, I'll leave you for a man."

Lexa rolled her green eyes, but she huffed. Clarke was right. Lexa did have those thoughts, more often than her extremely confident front let on.

"I will admit that I am jealous, yes. I do fear a little bit that you will go back to dating men. And yeah, I'm a lesbian. But, bringing a man into our relationship for one night of casual sex with two women is a fantasy for most guys! And, I'm not exactly going to be the one jumping his bones, that's more of a gift to you, Clarke."

"I don't need a gift, though."

"I didn't say you needed it, Clarke. But, I think it will be fun. And extremely hot, even though I may be jealous. Just think about it okay, a hot guy watching us fool around and then he could have you while I played with you or you played with me."

Clarke rubbed the back of her neck, very nervous. "Lex, these types of things are usually for people who are just open and poly or either they've been together for years and there's a lot of trust and probably a bit of stale."

Clarke and Lexa weren't in love, though Clarke really, really liked being with her. And there was certainly nothing stale about them. Lexa's touch always brought fire to Clarke's body. Clarke was afraid of hurting Lexa and that she was only suggesting this to keep Clarke around. If they invited a man in, Clarke would get the best of both worlds.

"I'm not saying we have to, okay?" Lexa defended. "I'm just saying it might be a good idea. You haven't been with a man in a really long time, and you've never dated a woman until me. And you never know, I might seriously get off on watching you with someone else!"

Lexa head from the kitchen, leaving Clarke to stand still, wondering exactly how sure Lexa was. And to decode if she wanted it, too.

***

It had been two weeks since the threesome talk started, and Lexa didn't seem to want to drop it. She continued to push until Clarke had finally decided to go ahead and help set it up.

But, she was nervous. She loved being with Lexa, but she didn't know if she necessarily swore off men. If she and Lexa ended things, would she date another woman, or a man? Probably a man...

"Fine, Lex!" Clarke let out an exasperated sigh. "We will go out, find a got guy, and ask him to be in a threesome with us. Okay?"

Lexa nodded, taking a breath. "Well, I think we should dress skimpy and probably wear really hot lingerie. I mean, we're probably making some guy's fantasy come true, so we should set everything up perfectly."

"Well, first thing. Are we doing this here at my place, or at yours?" Clarke asked.

"Your place is nicer," Lexa started. "But, maybe we should do it at mine. Surely the neighbors will hate me again and that's an excuse to kick him out. But, that could also be a distraction if things are going good."

"We'll just do it at a hotel," Clarke decided. "If things aren't going good and either of us want to stop, though, we stop. If you're uncomfortable, tell me. We can kick him out or we can leave, and we don't have to talk to him again or do it again. Deal?"

"Okay, deal. So, tonight?" Lexa asked.

"Tonight," Clarke nodded. "You go home, shower and pick out what you want to wear. I'll do the same and get us a room. We can both cab it to the club."