We'll always have Paris (CLEXA AU)

Chapter 15: Counting the hours

They were staring at each other after they had stopped laughing and their breathing was becoming heavier.

Octavia's eyes moved south from Raven's to her voluminous lips and the Latina couldn't help but do the same thing when she noticed that Octavia was biting her lower lip. The latter took advantage of the lost eye contact to fill up the palm of her hand with water and splashed it all over Raven, laughing at her.

She opened her mouth in shock, while Octavia was trying to get some more water to continue with the 'attack', but then Raven grabbed her wrists, preventing her from executing the plan and she pinned her on the wall, holding her arms above her head.

Their heart rates increased as they locked eyes once again, only this time at a distance so short they were actually breathing into each other.

Raven felt the urge to press her lips against Octavia's, having her so close was too dangerous and she didn't trust herself to stay one more second in there with her.

She let go of her arms, stepped back and looked away before she turned around, and then started to walk away.

"Is that all you've got?" Octavia teased her.

Raven stopped walking.

Her heart was pounding, her whole body was burning and she desperately needed Octavia to put out the fire in her.

Was she just teasing her because she knew she could?

Was this just a game to her?

This time Octavia wasn't drunk and they weren't in a night club, there was no music, it was just a simple restaurant restroom on a normal day on the beach.

And yet, here she was, challenging her.

It certainly felt that they both wanted it to happen, or even more, they NEEDED it to happen.

Badly.

She finally turned around and saw Octavia in the same position she'd left her, with her back against the wall, her chest was moving up and down quite fast, and her eyes were piercing through Raven. In that moment she was sure she wanted her and suddenly nothing else mattered.

"Not even close," she replied and walked quickly towards Octavia who had a smirk on her face.

The moment their lips touched was a unique feeling of yearning and lust, it was not delicate and soft, on the contrary, it felt like they were about to devour each other.

Their hands were heatedly examining their bodies, feeling every curve, waking up a new nerve ending with each touch as their fingers sank into their flesh.

The warmth of their tongues wrestling inside their mouths, along with the muffled sighs and moans coming out of their throats were like an aphrodisiac, increasing the wetness between their legs that needed to be felt, tasted, savoured.

Suddenly, they heard the door open and quickly moved away from each other before the person who walked in could see the passionate exchange of saliva between them.

"Are you waiting in line for the toilet?" the unknown woman asked.

"Um... no, no, we were leaving, actually... go ahead," Raven responded, still visibly out of breath.

The woman entered one of the cubicles and Raven looked at Octavia who was leaning on the wall, trying to catch her breath.

"We should go back to the table," she said and Octavia just nodded in response.

Raven held the door open for her and then followed her to where their friends were seated, her eyes meeting with Clarke's as they sat at the table.

It looked like the blonde was the only one who had noticed Octavia's and Raven's flushed cheeks, messy hair and the slightly wet clothes they arrived in. She understood from her friend's look that something had happened in the bathroom and she knew she had to get them out of there soon.