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"So."

"We are not gonna talk about it."

"HOW ARE WE NOT GONNA SPEAK ABOUT ME SEEING YOUR GLORIOUS BODY–"

Clarke covered the brunette's mouth to shut her up, however the girl only laughed behind Clarke's palm which ended being removed afterwards. Still, Lexa held her hand instead of pushing it away she started to softly played with the blonde's fingers.

"I'm only giving you a hard time okay? There's nothing to worry about, we can pretend it never happen." Lexa whispered with a small smile on her lips.

Speaking of lips that was all Clarke was staring at, she watched them move but no words were coming out. The blonde lost count of how many days, weeks (or months who knows) she was wishing about kissing the beautiful girl in front of her.

Numerous times Clarke had dream about her, about touching her once again and when the time has finally come, she hesitated.

"Panties on."

The nonsense words of Lexa has miraculously broke the spell Clarke was once on. The blonde shook her head pulling her brows together in confusion.

"What?"

"I said– I do have panties on." Lexa smirked teasingly before letting a small chuckle out noticing the girl's confused expressions. "I knew you weren't listening so I just said whatever came to me."

"So you talked about your panties?" Clarke shook her head jokingly judging the girl in front of her, "and for your information I was indeed listening." Her lie made the other rolled her eyes.

"For sure." The brunette scoffed and placed her hands around Clarke's neck pulling the blonde towards her. "What kind of girlfriend doesn't listen to their partner?" Lexa smiled leaning in and exactly before Clarke could comment on what she just said. She pressed her lips against the other's–

Without any complaints, Clarke, returned the kiss completely forgetting the reason she was frowning in the first place. Their so innocent kiss deepened in matter of seconds.

Lexa was the first to pulled away from the kiss that was quickly turning into a make out session, unfortunately for Clarke, she was running out of breath. So the blonde was left wanting more.

"Funny how I was the one who saw you naked but you turned out to be more hungry than me." The green eyed one whispered biting her bottom lip while she clean off her leftover lipstick she left on the other's lips.

"Why would you ruin it?" Clarke however laughed at it, moving away so both of them could continue their path to the party. "Come lets go, everyone else is waiting."

The brunette walked besides her, softly stroking Clarke's hand with her fingers glancing down at their hands touching. "Can I hold your hand?"

"I mean– I guess?" Clearly she was taken aback by Lexa's question, her eyes landed on the girl next to her who didn't wasted her time on holding, Clarke's hand.

"I was making sure since you know, we're going to be surrounded by people and I know how strict you are with your privacy or about people minding your business."