"What?" Lexa asked confused looking up at the blonde.

"Nothing." Clarke said then cleared her throat and got up, "So once again, till straight?"

"Yup."

"Then why did you ask me up here?"

"I just wanted to play I-spy, I don't know how this happened." Lexa said causing Clarke to laugh.

"So if it didn't have anything to do with me, or at lease me being a girl, why didn't you get Finn to fuck you?"

"I don't know. You were dancing with me, he was in the basement," Lexa then mumbled, "probably wouldn't have finished."

"What was that?" Clarke said with a big smile.

"Nothing. Why does it matter to you anyway?"

"Can't I wanna know why I've known you for what, three weeks, and have already fucked you three times, but the person your dating hasn't done anything with you. I mean you've guys barely kissed."

Lexa got up, "We aren't dating."

"Your still not?"

"No just talking I guess."

"Well if I was him I would have already asked you to be my girlfriend."

Lexa turned to the mirror to put her bra on as she blushed. She looked at herself and sighed, "I hate you."

"Why? What did I do?" Clarke asked confused.

Lexa turned and pointed to the hickeys near her collarbones.

"Oh, oopsie."

"I need to borrow a shirt."

Clarke went to her dresser and threw a black thrasher shirt over to Lexa. "So are you sure that's the only reason why you came up?" Clarke asked.

"Yes, now will you shut up about it?"

"Mmmm" Clarke hummed as she slowly walked towards the brunette.

Lexa's back hit the wall and Clarke smirked.

"Make me." The blonde said looking into the forest green eyes in front of her, as she felt Lexa's shaky breath fall onto her own lips.

With out thinking Lexa move closer to the blonde as her hand went up to the blondes neck. She kissed her it was soft, and all she could think was oh I'm kissing Clarke, like actually kissing her, oh my god.

Clarkes hand went to Lexa's back pulling her closer as she kissed her back. And all Clarke could think was oh I'm kissing Lexa, like actually kissing her, oh my god.

The kiss was slow and passionate, nothing compared to the kisses they've shared when hooking up. Their lips moved in sync, Lexa's bottom lip between Clarke's, only pulling away for air, noses brushing against each other's as they changed the angle.

As they went back into the kiss Clarke gently sucked on the brunettes bottom lip right before swiping her tongue against the lip asking for entrance. Lexa parted her lips wider so Clarke could explore her mouth with her tongue. They shared a slow, soft, passionate kiss for what felt like hours until they heard a knock and jumped away from each other.

"Hey sorry if whoever is in here isn't Lexa, but if it is let us know so we can come in."

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