Clarke pulled away from Lexa slowly, still looking at her, searching for anything that may be an indication that Lexa feels uncomfortable in their situation.

Clarke trails her soft hands down Lexa's cold face delicately, feeling the subtlety of the brunette's features. Her eyes roaming where she leaves trails of her fingers and looking back into Lexa's eyes, with one hand still clutched around the brunette, she uses her other hand to wrap around the bottom of Lexa's neck. Clarke slowly pulls Lexa into her, closing any possible gap that there is between them. Before their lips touch, their eyes lock, both feeling each other's breath and just before their lips touch, Lexa cups Clarkes face with her right hand while the other rests on the small of the blondes back.

As their eyes closed, their lips get closer and Clarke can sense something in Lexa which she can't point out, but it's as if Lexa is scared of letting go of something.

"I've got you, Lexa," Clarke whispers, just before she catches Lexa's lips on her own.

The kiss was soft, slow but sensual.

Lexa kissed back with the same amount of want that Clarke was giving her, but Lexa's kiss was taking Clarke's breath from her.

Both stopped and looked straight into each other's eyes, everything around them was hazy and was becoming more intense.

"Clarke, we don't have to do thi-" Lexa tried.

"I want to." Clarke moves out of Lexa's hold and smiled offering her hand, "I want this, with you."

Lexa's heart quickened if it wasn't already racing inside of her, she took Clarke's hand and walked with her to what Lexa imagined Clarke's room.

As Lexa walked in she took in the room, she saw drawings on the walls, she smiled to herself, she's an artist.

Clarke closed the door and walked up behind Lexa and wrapped her arms around her, feeling the coolness from the leather jacket and mentally noting to compliment it later.

Lexa felt Clarke's arms wrap around her, she wondered if to have the conversation about her past and the potentiality of what happened to Clarke's parents or to wait, either way, she needed to tell Clarke. But this right now, this is what she wants the most, she always has ever since they spoke the first time when watching the stars. She was drawn to Clarke's energy, she broke down the walls she kept up to keep herself safe and now about to break her last wall, she has left for Clarke.

In one swift motion, Lexa turned in Clarke's hold and hoisted her up on her hips, legs instantly wrapped around her.

Clarke wrapped her arms around Lexa's neck, her breath caught in her throat, surprised at what Lexa did with her in a swift motion.

With the door mere inches from both of them, Lexa pushed Clarke gently against it and claimed Clarke's supple lips.

Lexa pushed her weight into Clarke and moved to kiss her exposed neck, they became hungry kisses, harsh kisses and passionate. Clarke was gripping to whatever she could of Lexa afraid of letting go, but Lexa couldn't hold their position anymore and let Clarke down slowly against the door.

Still kissing Clarke removed Lexa's jacket and moved her hands under her top feeling the soft skin and rubbing them up and down Lexa's side, occasionally feeling the scar from what the bear left.

Lexa opened Clarke's gown to reveal all of Clarke, she was beautiful just as Lexa imagined it would be. Only surprised by how the gown hadn't already fallen open before now.

Pulling Clarke closer as if Lexa wants to protect her for as long as she can, "You're beautiful, Clarke."

Clarke smiled and no doubt a blush would be there if it wasn't for the dimness of the bedroom lamp on her bedside table, "Stop talking and show me how much you want me."

Lexa smiled and kissed her more forcefully and deepened it by using her tongue to which Clarke happily accepted.

With Lexa's clothes scattered around the floor with Clarke's robe, Lexa had somehow beckoned Clarke onto her bed and was hovering above her, looking into each other's eyes and breathing heavily.

Lexa was laid between Clarke's open legs, her arms either side of the blonde both chests rising from making out heavily.

Clarke noticed that Lexa still had her bra on and looked at her as if she was asking permission to remove it, Lexa adjusted herself in order for Clarke to slip it off her shoulders and unclasp it. Clarke gently pulled down the straps with her nails which caused the effect she wanted, Lexa's eyes closed reveling in the feeling of the soft scrapes. Once the bra was tossed to the side Clarke pulled Lexa even further into her and took her lips in a searing kiss, Clarke's fingers threaded through Lexa's long hair and along her back, at this point Clarke was becoming increasingly turned on.

With tongues brushing against other and a fight for dominance Lexa started to grind into Clarke, the blonde started to hold onto Lexa more firmly, the brunette felt the grip tighten on her and not only on her back but her waist. The more they rocked together the more Clarke's center rubbed against Lexa's lower abdomen, both of them moaning or whimpering at the ever growing feeling that is forming between them.

They detach their lips from one another and looked into the other's eyes.

Lexa let one hand free from under Clarke's head and let it slide between them, she could tell from their grinding that Clarke was wet, as Lexa's right hand brushed over Clarke's entrance she felt the blonde thrust her body up encouraging her to touch her.

"Please," Clarke whimpered.

As Lexa slid her two fingers along the soaking slit of Clarke's center she sucked onto Clarke's pulse point.

Clarke moaned into Lexa's ear and with that Lexa inserted one, then slowly two fingers into Clarke and started to penetrate her, slowly.

The blonde gripped tightly onto Lexa as her moans became louder with every thrust, the bed was knocking against the wall due to the thrusting. Clarke was starting to lose control of herself and bit into Lexa's shoulder to keep quiet. Still inside Clarke and thrusting much harder Lexa moved to rest her forehead on Clarke's, both breathing much faster than before.

Clarke's grip was threatening Lexa's shoulders, she could feel the skin about to break as she climaxed under Lexa.

The slickness of Clarke was wrapping around Lexa's fingers, as she thrusted harder aware of her walls were becoming tighter and tighter making it harder for Lexa to keep up the pace.

"Oh, god!" Clarke clenched around Lexa's fingers, shuddering as her climax peaks.

She arches her rigid body into Lexa's hold and drags her hands down the brunettes back, tearing the thin layer of the skin.

All it takes is one last thrust and Clarke is undone, a sharp breath is taken in. Clarke's ride her orgasm out, completely spilling all over Lexa's hand.

With Lexa's hand still within Clarke's walls she slows down her rhythm and slowly removes her hand.

Both were covered in a thin sheen of sweat still trying to catch their breaths, Lexa had moved herself off of Clarke and onto her back looking up at the ceiling as her chest heaves.

"Lexa, that was," Clarke was still trying to catch her breath, "that was amazing!"

Lexa turned onto her side as her breathing evened out and rested her head on the pillow next to Clarke's, "It was pretty hot,"

Clarke chuckled to herself, "Lexa, you're hot. Before we even got to the bed you made me wet."

If Lexa wasn't so red faced there would have been some evidence of a blush.

Clarke looked over to Lexa who was admiring her view and decided to move back into her space, "Octavia and Raven were right about you Woods. You know how to satisfy."

Lexa had the bed sheet draped over her waist and had adjusted herself to rest her head on her hand, with Clarke moving closer she had moved her free hand to rest on Clarke's hip.

Lexa smirked, "Can we just enjoy this moment without mentioning my family and our attributes,"

"Of course," Clarke replied quietly.

Clarke drew little circles on Lexa's shoulder and felt the scratches from what she caused during her ecstatic state.

"Did I hurt you?"

Lexa hadn't even noticed until Clarke mentioned it, now becoming fully aware of the sting, "It's fine, it's quite a compliment if anything."

"But I really dug my nails in," Clarke leaned over Lexa to see her shoulders, "Oh god, I drew blood." Her features softened and showed concern when she leaned back.

"Okay, it stings a little." She tried to not make a big deal out of it but Clarke wasn't letting go that easy.

Clarke raised her eyebrows not believing her, "little sting?"

"Okay, its throbbing but it's fine." Lexa admitted.

Clarke stopped caressing the shoulder and went to pull Lexa into a soft kiss which she didn't need to encourage, Lexa was already meeting her half way. Clarke was already deepening the kiss.

Lexa moaned into the kiss which caused Clarke to roll on top of Lexa, they stayed like that for a few moments before breaking apart.

It suddenly hit Clarke as to when Lexa got back, "When did you get back from Polis?"

Lexa was still dazed by the kiss and took her a second to register what Clarke had asked her.

"I came straight after dropping the car off." Lexa went back to laying on her back now that Clarke was straddling her, resting her hands on Clarkes thighs.

"Did you not check in with Lincoln or Anya?" Clarke quizzed.

"Nope. I just wanted you to be the first person I saw and spoke to." Lexa was looking at Clarke straight in her eyes and was using her hands to soothe Clake's thighs.

"So they have no idea you're even here?" There was something in Clarke that was either trying to suggest something in her mischievous way or just generally wondering.

"Clarke, Linc will know I'm back. I just wanted to be here with you. I needed to see you."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound so pushy it's just. Raven is back later and Octavia is staying over Lincoln's. I just didn't want Raven to tell Anya you're here when you haven't seen them." Clarke realised how she must have come across with the twenty questions.

"Oh don't worry about that, if Anya and Raven are here tonight, then I'm getting payback." Lexa raised her right brow and smirked.

"Payback, for what?" Clarke's confused face was something Lexa found adoring.

Lexa bit her bottom lip and leaned up into Clarke, "I want to hear you moan, all night. Meaning they won't sleep."

Clarke's eyes went wide at Lexa's admission and pushed Lexa back into the pillows, "Not unless it's you who is."

Within that being said Clarke was already working on Lexa, she leaned into her ear and whispered, "They're going to wish they stayed away."

Both Raven and Anya walked hand in hand up to the front door of Clarke's home, kicked off their boots against the door frame knocking off the snow before entering the warmth.

"So you wanna stay the night and watch a film?" Raven asked her girlfriend.

Raven had opened the door and was greeted by the dim lights in the hall and the soft cracks of the fire still burning.

"Well considering its cold as balls out there, I don't think I'm going to have the effort to leave anytime soon." Anya appreciated the warmth on her face that hit her, she's definitely not leaving now.

Raven scoffed at Anya's backhanded comment, "Is that your translation of 'I don't want you to leave your hot body and wake up to your totally irresistible girlfriend'?"

"If that's what you want to believe." She sighed, playing with Raven.

Raven turned and looked at Anya, hands on her hips giving her the 'I know what you really want' look, "Oh I do believe it, Miss Woods."

"You caught me." She pulled Raven by her belt loops making her almost hit their noses, "Let's skip the movie and get straight to the part of being in bed with you?"

"I think I like that idea bette-"

Raven was instantly broken off by what she thought she heard.

"Is that?!" Anya eyebrows disappeared into her hairline.

"Clarke?!" She shockingly whispered.

"Is she getting herself off?!" Anya covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing.

"What bloody else would she be doing?!"

"It can't be Lexa there because she's not home yet." Anya was trying hard to stifle a laugh in her hand.

Raven pulled a face of grossness, "I don't think she could wait for her."

"Okay let's not talk about my sister anymore on this topic or I'm walking back out in that snow!" Anya clearly not amused anymore.

"We could camp out in the living room in front of the fire?" Before Raven could get an answer Anya was already making her way to the living room.

After getting comfy on the couch and putting on the TV they could still hear strained noises coming from Clarke's room. Raven laid herself on Anya and Anya weaved her hands through the brunette's hair.

"I'm so sorry you're having to hear this." Raven apologised as she looked up to Anya.

Anya stroked Raven's hair, "Don't be, I can't wait to tell Lexa about it."

Both of them chuckling.

"Oh god, I want to be there when you do!" Raven choked out.

"Then again I don't think I could do that to her. I'm sure Clarke would be telling her anyway."

Anya leaned into Raven's head, "Can we stop and watch the TV before I walk into Clarke's room and tell her to shut up?"

"You don't have to ask twice."

Both got comfy and pulled the blankets up closer.

Just before they thought it was quite, a bang of whatever it was being repeated rhythmically.

The morning had come around too quickly, for either of the house occupants.

In Clarke's room clothes were scattered all over the floor, the small glint of sun finding its way upon Clarke's bed where both Lexa and herself were. Lexa had her hand resting on Clarke's hip as she watched Clarke sleep on her front facing away from her.

An inaudible noise came from Clarke as she pulled the bedsheet over her head, not even registering Lexa beside her.

Lexa smiled and shuffled closer to Clarke and kissed the middle of her back, over her also now scratched back.

"Hey," Lexa whispered into Clarke's ear.

"More sleep, please." Clarke groggily said.

Lexa thought it was adorable having a sleepy Clarke next to her.

"Clarke, we have to get up because Raven and Anya are going to burst in here otherwise."

With Clarke turning over to face Lexa her face said it all, "Shit!"

Lexa nodded offering a weak smile.

"Raven and your sister are here?!" Clarke's eyes went wide.

"You said they would be coming home last night"

"Yeah, but I didn't think they actually would." Clarke now starting to sit up, "Shit."

Lexa stretched her legs and sat up as well.

Clarke noticed the marks on Lexa's neck and cleared her throat, "Lexa, you have a little something." and pointed at her neck.

Lexa scowled then realisation took over, "Oh god, Clarke!"

Clarke smirked, "I got carried away, okay."

Lexa threw her a look and then literally pushed Clarke back down into the bed and kissed her.

"What happened last night between us, was it o-"

"Clarke, it was better than okay. I really enjoyed it." Lexa admitted, smiling.

They both kissed again and before anything got any further they heard a bang coming from the kitchen.

"We should face the music," Clarke suggested.

Lexa's face scrunched up, "Eh, you first."

"Anya! What happened?!" Raven shouted from her room.

Anya looked at the floor where she knocked an ornament off the bookshelf, "Nothing," She lied.

Raven walks into the room where she heard the noise and looked at Anya picking up the broken arm off an angel, "Really? Nothing?"

"Erm, sorry?"

"You have to tell Octavia sorry, not me." Raven helped Anya with the broken angel.

Both looked up when they heard Clarke's bedroom door finally open, "Hi guys."

Both of them look at Clarke with disbelief.

"Did you finally get yourself to sleep last night or did you just pass out from all the orgasms you gave yourself?" Raven questioned her half-seriously.

Clarke looked to the floor then to the side of her where Lexa was yet to move out of Clarke's room.

The blonde was walking towards them, "Yeah about that…"

Anya was smirking behind Raven's back, "At least someone got some sleep this morning then."

Clarke blushed and pinched her smile with her teeth.

"Clarke, do you want your phone?"

Anya recognised that voice.

"So that's what was happening last night?" Anya questioned this time and giving her sister the 'we're talking about this later' look.

Lexa looked up to the three of them, clutching to the bed sheet even more than before. "Hey, Anya."

Raven put her hands over her mouth stopping any sign of a laugh erupting.

Clarke also holding back a laugh as she looked down to the floor.

The front door flew open following Octavia and Lincoln.

"Morning, guys!" Octavia welcomed but stopped mid-step seeing the scene in front of her.

If Lexa wasn't mortified before then she definitely was now, with her cousin and his girlfriend staring in hers and Clarke's direction. She wished the floor would open up and swallow her whole.

"Could this get any more awkward?" Lexa squeaked out looking at everyone involved.

"You bet your naked ass it can't." Raven scoffed.