Hook(er) Up - A Clexa Fic

Chapter 12- "G'night, Woods"

Four months have passed since the first time Lexa nervously called the number handed to her by a blonde wearing nothing more than lingerie and a coat. Four months where she kept finding herself in bed with said blonde, learning not to be a nervous wreck whenever she felt her touch.

Yet, no matter how many times the girl assured her that she was more than okay with her feeling her too, there was always the pit of guilt in Lexa's stomach that held her back from letting her arms explore. From the holding, scratching, kissing and fucking she wanted to do.

Because Clarke wasn't hers. No matter how much she could pay her for the hour or two, she wasn't hers. And Lexa just couldn't pull herself to feel her- even when the blonde insisted. Because she was too aware that Clarke was her own person, with her own comforts and boundaries, even in the heat of sex. She was too aware that this was only a job for the blonde, and it made it just that much more uncomfortable.

But today her mind was too exhausted and worn out to think properly. She finally reached a state of burnout and pushing through it was hell. She needed a break. A break to think about something else- someone else.

And all she could think about was that she wanted Clarke. She REALLY wanted Clarke.

That Clarke that became her comfort bubble, her de-stresser (the only effective one at that). She'd become the part of her week that Lexa looked forward to, and the only thing breaking her from her cycle of work.

She was just- just Clarke. Just had that something to her that was so alluring (aside from her incredible looks of course)- something that just put Lexa at ease and brightened her mood.

She wanted THAT Clarke. And she wanted all of her.

So when the blonde approached her at her door and wrapped her arms around her, giving her a seductive stare as usual, Clarke was visibly shocked when suddenly she was the one pushed back against the wall. When she lost her dominance in a split second, feeling a pair of soft, warm lips press against her own. When a tiny whimper escaped her throat.

------------------------------------------------------------------

"Mm~" Clarke's eyes slowly opened and met with a pair of shining green ones staring right at her in a look of both desire and regret. She gave a small smirk. "Well someone's hungry~"

She was met with no reply, only eyes gazing up and down from her eyes to lips as they tried to read Clarke debating whether or not to continue.

"Lexa Woods, you're full of surprises aren't you?" Her voice lowered into a whisper as she came close to the brunette's ear. "Something tells me I'm going to enjoy tonight~"

She took advantage of the uncertainty in the girl to re-establish her dominance. She closed the gap between them in a slow kiss, once again tooken slightly aback when she felt lips push against her harder than usual,  sucking on her own.

"Open the door or I'll fuck you right here." The blonde breathed into the girl.

"Somehow I'm fine with either" she got in reply, not even directed at her as a flirt, as the brunette almost just mumbled it to herself.

But it was definitely more than enough to make Clarke want to prove to her just how serious she was, because God- where was this confidence all the other times and why did it turn her on so much?

In the time it took Lexa to open the door and leave the check on the table, Clarke was dying to know if this confidence would suddenly disappear when she took charge.

A part of her wanted it to. Because she was doing this as a job to please her, not the other way around... and maybe because she enjoyed how open Lexa felt whenever she'd shy away nervously at Clarke- how easy it was to read her and make her feel just the right pleasure. But despite feeling the brunettes walls build up and her emotions being much harder to decipher - other than desire and thirst - Clarke really hoped Lexa would continue making her heart race and lungs fill with anticipation. Because she couldn't deny the warmth and arousal that took over her feeling Lexa close to her rather than her close to Lexa.