Humming Bird Lexa/You/Clarke story

Submissive's place

Lexa's pov:

I bite my lip while I watch Y/n's hips swing with each step, her shoulders back from the weight of the boxes she is carrying. The younger brunette continues to insist she doesn't need help but I nor Clarke wouldn't let her clumsy figure do it by herself, we want to be a part of her moving.

"I can feel your stare on me, Lex," I quickly shift my gaze to the ground noticing her body turning to look back at me. I continue to trail slightly behind Y/n as we make our way in and out of the little tent, Clarke still inside the smaller of the two tents packing up the rest of smaller brunette's few belongings. After a few boxes are placed in mine and Clarke's tent Y/n stays in the bigger tent to unpack some of her essentials and place them in spots where she will be able to find them.

A few trips in a see her put her journal on the small table by our bed. A time after that she is putting her clothes storage next to Clarke's making sure there's still plenty of room in between the boxes so it does not look cramped. I place the box holding all of her bed supplies down and turn to the smaller brunette, "come help us grab the last of your belongings Y/nn." The smaller girl nods and allows me to take her hand and lead her to her little tent. 

Inside the little tent, Y/n immediately rushes over to take some of the things from Clarke, nearly stumbling and tripping on her shoelaces that she is too stubborn to allow either of us to bend down and tie for her again. I roll my eyes and grab all of the boxes in her hands to put them on the ground, crossing my arms in front of the younger girl. She narrows her eyes at me confused as to why I will not let her help finish. I shift my gaze to Clarke who nods and tickles Y/n from behind causing the smaller girl to fall to the ground in surprise, her laughter filling the air of the nearly empty tent. Clarke kneels down and places one of her knees on Y/n's collarbone and the other on Y/n's stomach while I lean down and tie her shoes.

"Guys," the small brunette whines pushing on Clarke's thighs to get up. 

"You are such a bottom Y/n it's adorable." Y/n purses her lips at Clarke's comment still trying to push on Clarke's non-budging thighs.

"I swear every day she ends being wrestled to the ground," I roll my eyes as I finish up with her second sneaker lightly tapping the toes. A small smile slides onto my lips as I see a small blush spread across Y/n's cheeks. She attempts to hide it, but Clarke grabs her hands and places them above her head on the ground. 

"Awww, Lex look at our puppy! She's so embarrassed it's adorable," Y/n rolls her eyes and continues to squirm beneath Clarke.

"'m not adorable," the smaller brunette spits jokingly towards Clarke, her hands struggling to get free of Clarke's grip. I furrow my eyebrows as I look at her left arm.

"Did you get a new tattoo?" Y/n stops struggling for a few seconds and turns her gaze to the three arrows, shrugging her shoulders.

I lean in on her laid out legs, my hands on her knees, "why do you have to be so stubborn? Just tell me if something is new with them." Her eyes shoot daggers at me, but I can't stop the laugh that comes from seeing her tongue slightly sticking out of her mouth as she quietly nods her head. "Pup." I make sure to the pop the 'P' as I shift to squat at the base of her body examining the three arrows. Two are slightly longer than the one which I'm guessing is the original. 

"Come on... Lexa is done, Clarke. Let me up." I bite my lip as Clarke continues to pin Y/n's hands above her head, narrowing my eyes as I make the connection with the arrows. A small smile grows on my lips as the blonde leans her head lower so her lips are brushing against Y/n's.

"But I love you beneath me, baby." I laugh watching Y/n's eyes grow big from the blonde's statement.

"How long is this going to go on for?" Y/n's eyebrows quirk up as she looks between the two of us, neither of us moving from our positions.

"Hey, Clarke? Lexa? Are you guys in here?" Bellamy makes his way into the little tent, ducking down so he doesn't hit his head. The moment he makes eye contact with Clarke and I the mood immediately shifts from happy and carefree to tense. We stand up slowly each grabbing one of Y/n's hand and pulling her up to her feet.

"We have a quick meeting, need both of you now," before Bellamy ducks out I watch him send a kind smile to Y/n who calmly reciprocates. Clarke immediately moves in between them acting like she is just trying to move out of the tent, I cannot help but giggle softly as the blonde does exactly what I was thinking of doing. 

I turn to Y/n and smile winking at the smaller brunette, "We'll be right back, try to finish up as much as you can." She nods and we make our way out of the little tent and to the meeting tent.

I hold the tent flap open for Clarke as we make our way in behind Bellamy, she pokes my stomach lightly trying to distract me and ease my anxieties. I bite my lip and follow behind sitting beside her at the end of the table. 

"Heda," I nod my head respectfully at the Polis elder. 

Indra stands from her seat and leans on the table sweeping her head through the room, "I am sure all of you know what is happening in Polis right now."  Everyone nods. I feel Clarke's hand slide onto my thigh and squeeze it reassuringly under the table.

"What do you have to update us on Costas." The elder nods his head and wearily leans forward on the table, her shaky hands find each other and interlock her fingers to add some sort of calmness to her twitching.

"They have taken many of the hunters," Costas' voice shakes from concentration as her white wisps of eyebrow furrow together. "All the young adults are disappearing and the young and old," she motions to herself with a grimace of a chuckle, "have no food."

I shift my gaze out the window, a small bit of movement catching my eye. I furrow my eyebrows and try to see what is going on as more figures run past the window. I get up from my seat, "Sorry Costas', please continue and I will be right back." I make my way outside into the clearing.