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I want to do something fun tonight
Clarke’s eyes hadn’t left her phone since it had alerted her to the text, Lexa’s simple words sending a pulse through her belly. They’d both been stressed the past few days, not really having much time together, and while Lexa’s work would be winding down, Clarke would still be busy for the next two weeks.
Something fun was going to help her and probably drive her insane.
“Griffin!” Shaking her head, Clarke darted her eyes back up to Octavia. The girl across from her was shaking her head with a soft sigh, rubbing her temples with her fingertips. “Look, I know this is a difficult theme but the gallery is opening in two weeks and you still haven’t told us what you’re going to put out!”
“Ok, ok!” Clarke threw up her hands in mock surrender, smirking at the eyeroll she got in return. “Look, Octavia, you and Monty set the theme as restraint. I’m an intense artist, I don’t do restraint well!”
Octavia groaned and leaned back in her chair, “Fine, take your time, but remember you promised me six pieces and so far you’ve only told me about two.”
“I’m working on it, you’ll have your pieces.” Shrugging her shoulders, Clarke slid out of her seat. “I can see Anya coming which is my sign that she’s coming to see you and that Lexa is going to be heading home.” Leaning into a hug, Clarke squeezed Octavia to reassure her before she left with a quick nod towards Anya.
The walk to Lexa’s office seemed longer than usual, the stress of Octavia’s talk getting to her the further away from the coffee shop she got. This whole theme had her questioning her work, wondering if it was too much or too little. Even Lexa was trying to help her with ideas but mostly, Lexa was trying to help her relax while Clarke tried to help her relax from her latest business dealings as well.
A hand on her shoulder jolted Clarke out of her musings, a shock of slight fear jolting through her before she recognized the concerned green eyes looking into her own.
“Clarke?” The soft uttering of her name had Clarke’s shoulders relaxing into Lexa’s touch, her body moving to snuggle into her side before she could even process what she was doing. “Are you alright? You were pacing in front of the doors for the past ten minutes.”
That was a bit of startling news, Clarke had to blink hard to realize that she had been pacing for a while. Her legs felt a little tense and sore.
“I’m fine. Octavia just has me stressed out about this gallery.” Clarke watched Lexa’s face soften slightly as she nodded. Arms circled her middle in a tight hug as Lexa leaned down to press a kiss to Clarke’s lips, effectively wiping away all coherent thought she had. The light brush of Lexa’s tongue and teeth against her bottom lip as she nipped her before pulling away had shivers running down Clarke’s spine.
“Don’t you fret, baby girl.” Lexa’s voice was low in her ears, husky and full of promise. “I’m going to take good care of you until the opening. Maybe I can inspire you.”
The moan that slipped from Clarke’s lips was soft and muted as she pressed her lips tightly together, her legs following the same pattern. “Yes, daddy.” A low pleased growl pressed into her as Lexa led her gently but quickly to the car.
Before Clarke could fully recover from the heat pulsing suddenly between her thighs, Lexa had settled her into the passenger seat and was speeding off towards their home outside of town. Moving in with Lexa had been a change, living more outside of the city, but now she was thankful for it as Lexa quickly pulled onto the back roads instead of the highway.
Clarke allowed her hand to travel along with her eyes, teasingly running along Lexa’s thigh while her nails occasionally dug in just enough to draw a whimper from Lexa’s throat. The slow crawl of her fingers was near torture as she unbuttoned and pulled down the zipper on Lexa’s slacks, Clarke’s eyes darkening as she watched the slow bob of Lexa’s throat when she swallowed thick and rough at the first brush of Clarke’s fingers against her erection through her briefs.
“Clarke..” There was a light warning in Lexa’s voice, her eyes cutting over to the ever darkening eyes that were locked onto her own, Clarke’s tongue sliding out to swipe across her bottom lip. It was dangerous but Lexa knew the roads, knew that they would be far out enough that she could handle it. “Baby girl,” Sliding one of her hands into Clarke’s hair, Lexa, smirked when she whimpered as Lexa pushed her head down just slightly. “Suck my dick.”
Working quickly, Clarke moaned as she pulled Lexa’s length free through the opening of her bottoms. Ducking her head down, Clarke smirked when Lexa’s hand tightened in her hair as her tongue swirled around the head of her dick. She felt the slight twitch in her hand as she wrapped it around the base, her own need sending a hot spike through her at the taste of Lexa on her tongue.
Lexa’s eyes were moving quickly back and forth between the road and the sight of Clarke slowly bobbing her head along the length of her. A low groan escaped her chest when Clarke pulled back enough to lick a hot stripe from bottom to tip. “Fuck, baby girl.” Her breath hitched in her chest when she saw Clarke’s hand disappear beneath the waist of her pants, coming back glistening in the departing sunlight around them.
Clarke took to suckling the tip of Lexa’s needy dick, the hand coated with her own juices wrapping around the length of her as she jerked her off. There was a low growl and then the car was swerving off the road, pulling off to the side so Lexa could shut it off completely. Leaning back in her seat, Lexa thrust her hips up slightly towards Clarke’s warm mouth, the sight of her lips wrapping around her head once again sent a shiver through her.
As gently as she could, Lexa tugged Clarke’s hair to pull her off, a smirk slipping onto her lips at the slightly disappointed look that crossed Clarke’s face. Tapping her thighs, Lexa quirked her brow and tilted her head towards Clarke.
“Come over here, baby girl.” Clarke swallowed hard at the harsh growl in Lexa’s voice. Squirming over to Lexa’s side, she straddled those welcoming hips. Rutting her hips up slightly, Lexa groaned as she felt Clarke’s heat through the thin material of her yoga pants. The feel of Lexa’s hard length pressing up into her dripping pussy had Clarke’s head falling forward to rest on her shoulder, her hands gripping Lexa’s sides, her jacket bunching between her fingers.
“Fuck me, daddy.” The needy whimper left Clarke’s mouth before she could even think about the words, her hips rolling down to meet Lexa’s. Gentle hands tugged at the waist of her pants and Clarke shifted and squirmed until Lexa could pull them down just enough to cup one of those hands around her center.
“Damn, you’re so wet and ready for me aren’t you?” Lexa posed the question as her fingers slid through the slick need that was already pooling in her palm, the heel of her hand rubbing against Clarke’s clit hard enough to get her hips to jerk forward.
“Yes, yes yes, Daddy please, just fuck me!” The tail end of her words trailed off into a squeal as Lexa suddenly thrust two fingers deep into her. Her pace was slow, teasing, and Clarke did everything she could to rock and thrust into her hand. Lexa was enthralled with the way she moved, the feel of her fingertips digging into her sides as Clarke tried to ride her hand faster in the small space they had. “Please, Lexa, please fuck please Daddy..” Clarke’s words were turning into soft whimpers and moans, eyes glazed over and half lidded.
Lexa slowly removed her fingers, her free hand gripping Clarke’s hip to try to still her as she tried to chase after her. She didn’t have to wait long as Lexa quickly replaced her fingers with her throbbing dick, sliding into Clarke deep and easy. The cry that escaped Clarke’s throat at the sudden feeling of being so filled had her eyes closing tight, her body trembling as her hips jerked and rolled down against Lexa’s.
The feeling of Clarke’s tight wet heat around her had Lexa trembling, her hips jerking in time with Clarke’s sloppy thrusts as she rode her as hard as she could with her back pressed into the wheel. She could feel the flutter of her muscles, the clenching against her dick letting her know Clarke was close. Lexa’s own orgasm was rapidly approaching as she leaned her head forward to capture Clarke’s lips in a kiss.
Lexa’s teeth gripped Clarke’s bottom lip as her hand slid down her stomach, a deep groan rumbling in her chest as she felt the muscles twitching against her, until she could rub tight circles around Clarke’s clit. Releasing her lip, she pressed a soft kiss to it and watched a Clarke’s mouth dropped open, her breathy moans puffing against Lexa’s trembling lips.
“Cum for me, baby.” Lexa’s voice was strained as she thrust her hips once more up into Clarke before she let go, moaning low as her release seemed to spark Clarke’s as well. The feeling of her walls tightening against her, pulling her in deeper as she came inside of her had Lexa’s head falling forward to kiss and bite along Clarke’s neck as her hands gripped her hips tightly.
Clarke’s orgasm hit her hard, intensifying as she felt Lexa release inside of her. As her eyes clenched tightly closed, Clarke let loose a keening moan that seemed to echo around her in the car. Her hips jerked as her body trembled, small shocks travelling along her spine at the nips against her skin. Clarke’s breathing was harsh and stuttering in her chest as she slumped forward into Lexa’s arms.
Soft kisses trailed up along Clarke’s neck to her ear, Lexa’s pleased hum tickling her skin as she nuzzled there for a moment. “Can I drive us home now, baby girl? I have more plans for you tonight.” The responding whimper and nod from Clarke was all Lexa needed to help her back into her seat before she peeled back onto the road, her exposed dick and soaked slacks holding Clarke’s gaze as she sped towards their house.