The Heart Swelling Possibilities
Clarke drove her tongue deeper, and Lexa was vaguely impressed with her stamina and reach. But all coherent thoughts were sidelined as that familiar spring began to coil within her belly. Her muscles tensed, toes curled, and her grip on the couch turned white knuckle. Clarke kneaded gently at her hip, a clear nonverbal sign to let go. And Lexa did.
With one final thrust of her tongue and swivel of her thumb, Lexa’s body exploded, all the coiled tension releasing in a single moment. She shuddered through the orgasm, her vision going wonky as she pressed her eyes shut tightly.
She came floating back to earth at the tender touch of Clarke drawing gentle patterns on the inside of one thigh, her head resting on Lexa’s other. “Hey, tiger,” Clarke smiled, and damn, she hadn’t wiped her chin yet, and she glistened beautifully with the evidence of Lexa’s earth-shaking orgasm.
Lexa reached down, and with noodle-like muscles, did her best to pull Clarke up into her lap. Clarke chuckled but settled herself across Lexa’s thighs, resting her head in the crook of Lexa’s neck. Lexa lazily ran her fingers up and down Clarke’s back, waiting for her heart to stop racing and her limbs to regain their normal operating abilities.
“You’re amazing; you know that?” Clarke mumbled into her skin. “This was never just about sex.”
Lexa turned and pressed a long kiss to Clarke’s slightly sweaty forehead. “I’m going to say something, and I don’t want it to scare you. So please, just take it for what it is and don’t run screaming out of my apartment.”
“You’re scaring me a little here, but I don’t plan on running anywhere. At least not right now. Streaking through campus is not really my thing.” Clarke gestured to her very naked body, and Lexa just held her tighter.
She took a deep breath and tilted Clarke’s chin up towards her. If she was about to confess how she honestly felt, she was damn sure to look into those beautiful blue eyes as she did.
“Clarke, I just want you to know that I think I’m in love with you. And this isn’t because you just gave me a mindblowing orgasm. I felt this way long before you showed up at my doorstep tonight. You have bewitched me, and I would very much like to take you on a proper date.”
“Oh thank god,” Clarke exclaimed, and Lexa raised an eyebrow at that very unexpected response. “When you started the whole ‘you have bewitched me’ bit I thought you were about to quote Darcy from that movie. And while that’s a really romantic line, it’s like, really extra, and I just don’t know if I could have kept a straight face, and I really didn’t want to laugh after you confessed your love for me.”
Lexa wanted to roll her eyes but settled instead with just shaking her head with a soft smile. Because this was one of the reasons she loved Clarke. She was adorable and kind and just the right amount of silly. Lexa tilted the chin she still grasped a little further upwards and met Clarke in a sweet kiss.
“I think I could fall in love with you too,” Clarke whispered.
Lexa’s heart swelled with possibilities as she grasped Clarke’s thigh and lifted her to straddle her legs. She pressed her forehead to Clarke’s, reveling in the way Clarke just rested her arms around her shoulders, fitting together like a perfect little puzzle piece. Lexa smiled into their shared breath before connecting their lips again.
The warm, compassionate kiss soon grew heated as Clarke started grinding down, looking for some relief. Lexa was quick to act, trailing her hand down soft skin, perfectly impatient to make Clarke feel as phenomenal as she felt.
