#Letter opened

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New au 👀

I kinda like the idea of them having this little bubble. The cabin is Heda's property but Clarke had no idea when she stumbled on to it and after three years she was sure it was abandoned.

So when she hears the door opening, she is ready to attack, only to be greeted by a startled and very confused Lexa.

And Lexa wants to respect Clarke's wishes and go back, leave the cabin to her but she needs to sleep first. And when a snowfall comes down that night that all but precents them for leaving the cabin they are forced to spend their time there together.

That means they are forced to talk. Or at least Lexa is. She apologizes for Mt weather, tells Clarke she believed her dead, she mourned her. Clarke tries to remain quiet but its Clarke and of course after some accusations thrown, she closes herself off again.

Lexa is sleeping on the couch but it is cold and the only night clothes she has in this cabin are light and breezy, made to be worn underneath the millions of furs on the bed. And Clarke can no longer stand to see her shivering so she, very roughly, grabs Lexa in her arms and brings her to bed, throwing the covers over her and turning her back.

It goes slowly as they barely speak during the day, finding activities to entertain themselves, sometimes playing cards together and making almost no sound other than to accuse the other of cheating or being a sore loser.

And quickly, the nights turn into the only time they let their affection show. Between rough sex and soft love making, they pretend none of it happens when its light out.

The snow melts but Lexa does not leave, enjoying what's supposed to be a two month solitary stay to lead the best she can.

That's when Lexa notices she did not bleed. And how sick she feels.

She can't be sure really, but she knows. An old book of medicine tells her to go and collect and assortment of herbs to cause the fetus to disappear.

Clarke knows medicine. Earth skills combined with her medicine knowledge helps her put two and two together when she sees the herbs.

Lexa is sitting outside, the tea hot and untouched. After a while of not hearing or seeing her Clarke goes to look for her and finds her on a chair, spaced out, tea on the table, a slow tears escaping her eye.

She asks her not to do it. Or to at least speak to her about it. Lexa chuckles darkly and asks her what else does she want her to do. She's the commander, she cannot carry a child. As Clarke heard about the state of the coalition?

Still, Clarke insist and Lexa humors her. Clarke knows there is not much to talk about, that Lexa will still go through with it. But for a night, they can pretend. That it will be alright if they raise this baby together, perhaps right here in this small cabin. That Clarke forgives her fully for everything. That Lexa is free to leave the title of commander behind.

They make love anf share a quiet 'I love you'. The next morning Clarke awakes with Lexa at the kitchen table, the tea cup half empty.

She is there with Lexa through the whole process, holds her as she cries in the tub, cries just the same when they bury a box filled with nothing.

And then Lexa leaves.

It is a year before Clarke shows up in the throne room, kneeling down without hesitation in front of Heda. Ready to fight with her.

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Since it's summer, I can see Clarke and Lexa toying with public sex on a nude beach

They've been doing to TonDC beach for a few weeks now.

Lexa was not too keen on the idea at first. A nudist beach is just really not something she thought she'd want to be in. But Clarke had been begging her to and well, Lexa has never been good at telling her no.

Turns out, Lexa quite likes it. Not because of her own freedom from clothes tho.

Clarke was never shy about nudity but there is something about seeing her naked on the beach, chest freely bouncing with every step, her dick freely moving as she walks around naked on a neach filled with people that makes Lexa ten times more aware of the wetness between her legs.

No one seems to care however, and it takes Lexa by surprise how much people seem to no care about those around them when everyone is naked than when everyone is dressed. Which quickly gives Lexa an idea.

She starts innocent enough. Rolling on her towel to end up half on top of Clarke, her drenched cunt rubbing against Clarke's leg. The barely there kiss on Clarke's soft dick if she finds herself sitting as Clarke stands next to her, one that earns her a warning look from Clarke. Bending down in front of Clarke, quickly spreading her lips with her hand for Clarke to see before straightening herself up.

It is not until she is sitting on Clarke's lap, pressing her ass agaisnt her crotch hard that Clarke seems to catch up, a hand copping Lexa's pussy, one finger slowly moving between her folds as Clarke traps Lexa's ass pressed agaisnt her now hard dick.

"What is your game plan here baby? You've been setting up this little teasing strategy of yours for a few days." Clarke whispers into her ear, following it with a kiss to her temple, trying to mask what they are truly doing.

Lexa bites her lip to stop herself from moaning, "I think I made it pretty clear."

A finger drips inside of her. Lexa gasps with pleasure.

"Don't be sassy with me."

Lexa chuckles, eyes already dazed. She can feel Clarke's cock twitching against her bare ass, the wetness of pre cum agaisnt her skin sending a gush of her own wetness between her legs.

"Well then, don't make me stopnyou from what you want baby." Clarke's voice is low and rough, a thick layer of desire on it.

Lexa turns her head towards her, eyes shining with being given the okay to continue. She smashes their lips together, gently cradling Clarke's chin, her thumb caressing the dimple there, "I love you so fucking much."

Clarke's finger moves to Lexa's clit pressing against it.

"Then show me how much."

With a quick survey of the beach and realizing their spot, with the beach umbrella and their bags building a small barrier between them and the rest of the beach goers, Lexa lifts her hips slightly, taking ahold of Clarke's dick between her legs. She gives the member a few pumps, earning herself a delicious moan coming from Clarke who in return pinches her clit, sending a jolt of pain and pleasure through Lexa's body.

"No teasing Lexa, or i promise I'll drag you in front of everyone and fuck you with your head buried in the sand." Clarke growls on her ear and Lexa could cum just by Clarke's threats of using her as a cum rag right in front of everyone.

In one quick swoop she lines Clarke cock with her entrance and immediately impales herself on the long member, struggling with herself for a second when it feels like too much, but Clarke's arm wrapped around her waist do not allow her to retrieve.

Clarke's finger on her clit starts to move, unforgiving as it circles and flicks Lexa's bud. Following her lead, Lexa starts to move, rolling her grinding down on Clarke's dick, feeling every inch of it inside of her.

She looks around, praying no one stares back at them, her nipples hard constrasting with the hot summer's day. At the same time, she hopes someone catches them, the excitement at the idea of someone seeing her being fucked by her wonderfully hot girlfriend making her more and more aroused.

Another pinch to her clit send a shock down her body, a yelp turning as a moan.

"I really can't believe I thought you as a prude when we first met. If only I knew when I started dating you that you were such a kinky slut." Clarke's words send shivers down her spine, making her hips move faster and her lip draw blood as she bites down on it to avoid moaning.

Clarke continues, "I would have probably fucked you earlier if I had known."

The sun is shining hard. The beach noises, the sound of people, the waves. All of it sounding more and more distant as Clarke hits all the right spots with her dick, her fingers working her clit to exhausting. She is overwhelmed and yet she wants Clarke buried further, she wants her to pinch her clit again and make her suffer as deliciously as only she can.

Clarke is right, she really is a kinky slut. And fuck, Lexa loves being one.

Her orgam hits her suddenly the feeling of teeth on her shoulder and the warmth of Clarke's cum filling her up beyond capacity, making Lexa unable to contain her moan and she briefly blacks out, the pleasure too intense, the pinch to her clit she hopes would come sending her over the edge.

"I need to clean up." Lexa finally speaks up after a few minutes, her pussy no longer pulsing around Clarke's softening cock.

Clarke's face lifts from her neck where a noticeable hickey is already forming, "Go in the water love."

Lexa blinks at the suggestion "I'd have to walk the entire beach."

Gently, Clarke helps Lexa stand up, a line on cum following from her dick to Lexa's pussy, "Better walk fast and make sure you don't drip."

Lexa looks at water and then back at Clarke, who urges her on with her chin. With careful steps, Lexa advances towards the water, hoping not a single drop of cum manages to escape down her legs as she walks through a sea of nude beach goers.

From the towel Clarke stares, mouth drooling as she watches her girl's ass move with every step, her cunt filled with her cum.

Clarke fucking loves the nude beach.

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I've been watching the Olympics and I think Lexa would be a fencer. Please enjoy these hastily made edits. Now excuse me while I make a smutty au between fencer Lexa and Clarke

Those look cute!!!!

Unfortunately i know nothing about fencing to be able to help cherie 🥲 but go for it 🥰

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A toxic prompt for you. Lexa blackmails Clarke into sleeping with her after she catches her stealing medicine from the hospital

Lexa is on the board of directors of the hospital Clarke is doing her residency at.

Clarke has never seen her but she has head horror stories about "the commander" so she tries to stay out of her radar. But shit is expensive and she is sure the hospital wont miss a couple bottles of medicine going missing, especially given how prestigious this hospital is.

And they didn't.

Until they did.

Being asked to go to Miss Woods office is damn close to being called to the dean's office. Clarke is downright terrified.

The moment she enters the office, she is tense and in high alert. She imagined Lexa to be this old woman with a sour face and tiny little eyes. Instead, she is greeted with a downright bombshell in a tight pencil skirt. There is footage of her, fucking new cameras, expertly placing a flipboard down next to some medicine before swipping the pen on top of it as well as the small bottle of medicine into her pocket.

Lexa stares at her with no emotion as Clarke wonders how well she'll do in prison and who will feed her damn goldfish because her mother will certain disown her after this.

"I have a preposition for us to solve this without getting the authorities involved."

Clarke expected to be told to do janitorial work. Maybe work a two 24 hours shifts once a week without complaining. A pay cut.

She definitely did not think she'd had one of the board of directors members sitting in front of her on her desk and opening her legs to reveal no underwear, telling her to eat her out in exchange for her silence.

It does feel disrespectful in a way. Clarke is on her way to becoming a brilliant surgeon. She has already been promised a position at this very same hospital once her residency is over next year. And now she is being told to stick her tongue out and get to licking if she doesn't want to throw years of med school down the drain.

"Blackmail is illegal. Especiallyin return for sexual favors" Clarke states simply.

Lexa chuckles darkly, dragging a finger across her folds and then pressing it against Clarke's lips with force, "So is stealing, especially prescribed meds."

Clarke seems to ponder for a second before dragging her tongue across Lexa's finger, cleaning the wetness from it.

"I knew you'd come around." Lexa states with a smirk opening her legs further to allow Clarke to dive into her with her tongue.

As used as Clarke feels, she can't deny Lexa's taste is intoxicating and by the time Lexa cums, Clarke is earing her out with gusto.

It becomes routine after that. One Clarke learns to enjoy. Lexa has her days. On tenser days she'll have Clarke fuck her so hard Clarke herself can barely walk afterwards. She'll have Clarke pull her hair and call her names, treat her like she is below her only to be thrown out of her office and told to clean up without a second glance, making Clarke agitated and aggravated the rest of the day, easily snapping at nurses and patients.

The days Lexa is feeling more mellow are worse, however. Because she'll ride Clarke with more time and at ease, making it almost romantic. She'll kiss her and praise her. She'll have Clarke on her knees eating her out while she takes phone calls, a hand dragging on her scalp making Clarke feel happy there. And once she's done Lexa will ask her if doesn't this make it worth it having her job and freedom on the line, making Clarke snap out of it and remember that if she ever says no, Lexa will simply release the footage and get her jailed.

Clarke just doesn't know Lexa has long since deleted it.

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I think we need milf Lexa smut for wanheda's dagger week. What if milf Lexa sleeps with her kid's hot young babysitter Clarke

Lexa has some wild three, five and seven year olds that despite working from home, she cannot keep up with so she decides to hire a nanny from these nanny type services that focus on all day childcare.

She is home and she can help whenever needed but she can also have so quiet to work as the nanny watches the kids.

Clarke is great. She is a med student wanting to be a pediatrician so she is wonderful with the kids. She's good at arts and is always pishing for the kids to bring out their inner artist and always has activities to keep them entertained. Lexa really enjoys having her around

Clarke is, unfortunately, also extremely hot. Lexa has managed to distract herself from this mostly until the weather turned, and the sun was constantly out. With a pool and a nanny certified in first aid Lexa had no issue letting Clarke be outside with the kids in the water, up until the bikini top that although conservative still cannot hide her chest fully and the tight swimming shorts give away a little to much about what's between Clarke's legs.

And Lexa shouldn't. She is early 20s med student, funny and sweet and deliciously sarcastic in a way that makes her somehow hotter but Lexa is still almost 20 years her senior and her employer.

Still, Lexa finds herself putting herself together just to stay at home more often. So much so her oldest comments on how pretty she looks every morning, the sweet smile with two missing teeth the absolutely cutest thing to Lexa.

It is on one of those hot days. The kids have tired themselves out and have all gone for a nap. In the meantime Clarke entertains herself with cleaning up the toys from outside, still in her swimming outfit.

That is when Lexa, unware of Clarke's outside cleaning up, steps outside after clocking out early, the weather too hot for her too focus. Her old bikini, much too small in some areas, was the first thing she put on as she steps outside only to be greeted with Clarke bending over, her chest nesrly spilling out of her bikini as she empties the water toys.

"Oh sorry, Miss Woods, I didn't see you there. I was just clearing out the kids toys." She sounds out of breath the moment her eyes fall on Lexa.

"Its alright. I was just going to sunbathe for a bit. Care to join me?"

It is the offer that dooms her.

Because not ten minutes late the bottom of Lexa's bikini dangles from her ankle, her leg throw over Clarke's shoulder as the younger girl thrusts her dick inside of her with abandoned, fingers pulling at her nipple as she fucks her hard. Lexa has no idea what sequence of event got her here, but she'd do them over and over again.

A loud moan escapes her. One that Clarke muffles with her hand, hushing her sweetly.

"Shhh, quiet baby."

There is nothing between them when Clarke fills her with her cum. Lexa doesn't find it in herself to care.

By the time the kids wake up an hour later, Lexa is in the kitchen making pancakes as Clarke cuts up some fruit, both having finished and cleaned up, still a tension between them.

Nothing more happens for a week. Until another horribly hot day forces the kids on to the pool and a nap that immediately knocks them all out. Lexa had the day off and decided to enjoy it by the pool with the kids and Clarke, doozing oof before Clarke puts the kids down for their nap.

When she feels her sun vanishing Lexa opens her eyes, gasping the moment her eyes land on Clarke's hard cock above her face. She hears her chuckle at her expression, tapping the tip of her dick on Lexa's lips.

Lexa shouldn't. But she still did.

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Yes to power bottom Lexa and service top Clarke. Lexa is Clarke's therapist helping her work out her mommy issues. Lexa learns that Clarke is better at acting out her emotions (through fucking) than talking about them.

Damn, you guys waste NO time! 🤭

Nearly a year of therapy, and Clarke has made no progress at all. And Lexa likes her, you know. She's witty and sarcastic, and she makes sessions fun in between dealing with patients who tend to have heavier stories.

However nothing seems to change, really. Clarke is still angry at her mother, still yearning for something for something Abby has long since decided she wont be giving her. And Lexa has realizing that anger and yearning seem to be mixing in a way Clarke cannot let out.

Fucking a patient is downright unethical. There is a power unbalance that couls cost Lexa her license and her practice but she wants to see Clarke get better. The idea didn't happen spontaneously, all derived to Clarke going on another angry tirade against her mother that ended up in her apologizing to Lexa, calling her mommy in the process, something that shocked them both before Lexa told her "it's alright sweetheart" and pretended she didn't she Clarke hold a pillow over her lap to hide her boner, in return making Lexa shift in her chair as wetness gathered between her legs.

This is how Lexa ends up with Clarke, naked in her office, Lexa's tit in her mouth as Lexa strokes her dick slowly, praising her for how hard she is, how good she is with her tongue. Clarke's eyes shine at the praise, a smile filled with pride over being good for Lexa. One problem addressed. Time for the second one.

Laying on her back, Lexa opens her legs, cunt shining with wetness. Being this turned on by a patient fucking her is not something she'd ever expect to happen but Clarke standing naked above her makes Lexa mind become foggy with desire.

"Come and fuck mommy, baby." The words feel far too natural for Lexa's comfort but she has no time to wonder what it means.

Clarke has always shown some anger management issues. But they seem in check for the most part, her anger mostly directed at her mother in nasty words.

Lexa did not expect to end up trapped under Clarke as she drills her cock inside of her, the soft "mommy" that leave her only appeased by fucking Lexa harder as the therapist tries her best to not allow her mind to go fully blank, praising Clarke for fucking her so good, so deep, so fast, so hard. This is for all purposes, a therapy session after all. Lexa needs to keep her head as sharp as she can manage.

When Clarke's lets out a desperate "mommy", Lexa grips her ass, blunt manicured nails digging into it.

"Cum inside baby. Be a good girl and cum inside."

Clarke seems to lose it right there.

Lexa almost feels bad at the way the younger girl sobs as she cums, a mix of bliss and hurt. So Lexa comforts her and praises her once more, nails on Clarke's scalp, praising her over and over again as she twitches still inside of Lexa.

It was a one and done. Or so Lexa believed. After three normal sessions, Clarke seems to finally be making improvements. Until she asks Lexa for a "special" type if session again.

And when Lexa refuses, Clarke smirks. It is the first time Lexa feels uncomfortable with Clarke in the same room.

"Now doctor, you could lose your license if I ever said anything to anyone."

Lexa swallows dry. There is a chance Clarke's issues run deeper if she takes Lexa's kindness as a gateway for Clarke to blackmail her. But Lexa cannot lose her license or her practice. She has invested too much on her career.

She gets up from her chair and approaches Clarke, sitting on her lap.

"Now baby, that is no way to treat mommy is it?"

Clarke's smirk turns into a relaxed winning smile.

"I'm sure you'll show me how to behave."

Lexa lifts an eyebrow.

"Mommy."

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This is 100% farm Madi 🤣

https://www.reddit.com/r/KidsAreFuckingStupid/comments/ts43hu/child_asking_parent_forlezagna/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=mweb3x&utm_name=mweb3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Clarke alone with Madi because Lexa stayed with little Saige at her parents for one night. She asks Madi what she wants for dinner, and Madi tells her, "I wan' lesbian."

And Clarke... she's trying to understand what her toddler could possibly want when she says lesbian.

Does she miss Lexa?! She seemed to be having a great time just the two of them!

"What does that mean ducky?"

"A lesbian!"

"No, Madi I know what that means, do you?"

"Like spaghetti!"

Clarke, summoning every mom power she can not to burst out laughing "Do you mean lasagna?"

"Yes!"

Clarke doesn't know how to really make lasagna but today is the day she figures out how to 😂

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Oh let's goooo! What could it be for horny hour? (welcome back btw) how about... they're staying at a cabin with all of their friends for a weekend, there's only one room that they designated for a very pregnant Octavia. Clarke and Lexa ate very very horny, but Clarke really really really isn't into exhibitionism, freaks her out, she values her privacy. So Lexa has to find a way that works for them both 🙂‍↕️😏 (let me know if you want more specifics🫡)

Lexa should have known she wouldn't be fine from the start. She dislikes sharing a space with too many people for too long, much less a small living room for two nights with Clarke's friends.

But Clarke had seemed so excited, "One last vacation with everyone before Octavia pops out the baby!" that Lexa could simply not say no.

Now, looking at the cramped space of the living room with all the sleeping bags and at Clarke's water board shorts and bikini top, both her and the wetness between her thighs are regretting every decision. She'd steal Clarke for a quickie on the bedroom if Octavia didnt spend more time napping than with the gang and to be fair, Lexa is not about to fuck on a pregnant lady's bed.

Of course, Clarke is far from stupid and if the way Lexa keeps on touching her arm and back are any indication, her girlfriend is capital H horny.

A chase makeout session here and there that has everyone yell at them to stop being gross, a quick handjob in the bathroom, quickly eating Lexa out in the shower, that's really the most they can do but it doesn't seem to really scratch the itch as Lexa is all but humping her leg at this point.

If Lexa is already usually snappy at their friends, you can be certain she is one second away from bitting someone's head off with how horny she is.

The first night is torture. Despite bringing their own air mattress, the thing is awfully uncomfortable and after pushing her ass agaisnt Clarke's crotch several times and being - very gently admittedly - rejected after being told there is no way she is fucking her with 5 of their friends sleeping right next to them, Lexa is on the edge of murder.

"Shit we're out of beer. Someone needs to go into town!" Anya’s yell is what makes every lightbulb in Lexa's mind go off.

They took Clarke's old van up here, an eyesore Lexa had complained many times about but has never been more glad for than today. She is fast to volunteer herself and Clarke for the task, something that takes a four beers drink in Clarke by surprise but she cant complain before Lexa is grabbing the keys and throwing Clarke in the passenger's sit.

"We're not going to get the beer are we?" Clarke asks some ten minutes into the ride. Lexa takes a turn somewhere, making sure the van is parked somewhere safe and hidden.

"We will." She turns the van off, "But first, i need your cock inside of me so fucking bad."

Somehow, they manage to hang on long enough to make it to the backseat. Clarke's tipsy ass had a massive grin on her face the moment Lexa gets naked.

Lexa laughs, "What are you smiling so much at?"

Clarke's eye shine, "I really like seeing you naked."

Yeah, if Lexa wasn't ready to jump her before, she is now.

Turns out the back of the van is far more comfortable than the stupid air mattress. At least that's Lexa's humble opinion as Clarke drills her dick inside of her.

"Fuck fuck fuck, Clarke go deeper."

Clarke pauses for a second, "You have 8 inches inside, you want more?!"

"Oh shut up and fuck me!" Lexa laughs as she pulls her girlfriend in for a kiss.

Clarke is close, she can tell, "Keep going, love, fill me up, please!"

Clarke's eyes seem to shine in an unusual way at that but she obeys, filling Lexa with her cum.

They stand there for a moment, enjoying their moment alone, Clarke's face is buried in Lexa's shoulder and long fingers trace her back.

Suddenly a couple of tears fall on Lexa's shoulders.

"Love?" Lexa asks softly.

Clarke lifts her head, eyes filled with tears but a smile on her face.

"What's wrong?" Lexa tucks a strand of blonde hair behind Clarke's ear, cleaning up a tear with her thumb.

"Do you think next year we'll get the bedroom?" Clarke asks.

"The... bedroom?" Lexa wrecks her brain trying to understand what Clarke means.

"Yeah." It's the only answer she gets.

It finally clicks and Lexa smiles. She pulls Clarke down for a kiss, her heart fluttering. Clarke kisses her back, excited.

With their foreheads touching, Lexa stares at Clarke in the eye, "Get me pregnant before you rpopose to me Clarke Griffin and your head will be the only thing to enter that bedroom."

Lexa kisses Clarke's pouty face as an apology and Clarke accepts it.

They are paying for the beer when Raven calls them asking them how long dod they fuck for that it took them nearly 3 hours to take what should have been a 40 minute drive to and from town.

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I think we need to hear more about milf Lexa and her hot babysitter Clarke. Lazy sex by the pool

The kids spend two weeks during the summer with Lexa's parents and as much as Lexa loves her babies she looks forward to these two weeks aaaaall year.

She is chilling by the pool, reading a book (5 pages without interruptions, a miracle) when the doorbell rings. With her summer robe around her Lexa strolls to the door, confused but not even a bit displeased at seeing Clarke standing there with a smile on her face.

"Clarke? I thought I'd told you the kids aren't home for these next couple of weeks.".

Clarke chuckles and shakes her head, "You did, I was just wondering if I left my watch here? I can't find it."

Its an half baked apology if Lexa's ever seen one. Clarke could have just called. But then again, so could have Lexa when she found the watch over the weekend.

"I think you did, come in."

The watch is still on the small coffee table outside by the pool an hour later.

Lexa can feel the sun burning her shoulders slightly, Clarke's cheeks already gaining a clear sunburn. Neither make Lexa stop her movements as she lazily rides Clarke's cock, slow rolls of her hips helped my Clarke's palm on her back.

Clarke lets out a soft "fuck" every so often but does not ask Lexa to go faster or tries to take control. Instead, she enjoys the view of the older woman on top of her, her smaller chest moving with each of her movements, a blissful smile on her face. Lexa looks beautiful with the sun shining down on her, brown hair turned honey in the sunlight, green eyes a pool of jade.

"Clarke I'm gonna-" She doesn't manage to end her sentence before her orgams hits her, her body tensing above Clarke has she takes the reigns, thrusting gently upwards and circling her clit, making sure to extend the pleasure as long as she can't before her own climax hits her at the tail end of Lexa's own.

They never exchange many words. But a passionate kiss is still shared between them as Clarke pumps Lexa full of her cum.

As they both come down, Clarke refuses to take her dick off of its favorite place. Lexa stays put as well, laying on top of Clarke as the girl rubs her back.

"Your back is all burnt Lexa." Clarke whispers, a kiss on her shoulder.

Lexa smiles and shrugs, "I don't care."

"You'll care tomorrow."

"Clarke, I pay you to babysit my kids, not me." Its a soft playful warning that makes Clarke smile.

The next day Clarke's watch sits in Lexa's bedside table as she straddles her from behind, her crotch nicely nestled between her ass cheeks while Lexa lays on her front, moaning.

"I told you you'd care about the sunburn today." Clarke tells her, a kiss between the olfer woman's red shoulder blades.

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So when do werewolf Clarke and Lexa become intimately closer with each other 👀 also can we assume wanheda's dagger 🗡️

They just met and ya'll are already wondering when they fuck!!!!! 😂 there's a baby toddler in a very tiny house, it is not gonna be an easy task find the time and place to consummate the relationship that is for sure!

I'm thinking Clarke has a pack of some sort that she does return to often, sometimes telling Lexa she'll be back in a few days and asking her not to leave the clearing and not let the baby play outside alone as the woods can be dangerous. She just doesn't tell her the danger is her own pack that is not too fond of humans. Later on, Clarke will share with Octavia and Raven about her human little secrets, and they might babysit the little baby while Lexa and Clarke get even more acquainted with each other 🤭

😌 you sure can!

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Im imagining Lexa traveling through the woods with her small toddling child. She is vaguely aware of something large moving in the distance. The longer they walk, the closer it gets… Eventually the large blond wolf reveals itself. Stalking towards them, snarling… Lexa stops, scared. But this tiny adorable child runs straight for werewolf Clarke. Hugging her giant face. Werewolf Clarke lays down and just immediately starts licking little bbs face. Lexa just standing there in awe.

Anywho’s. Thats my cuteness thought of the day😂

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 I am going to SCREAM, oh my fucking god this is so cute!!!!!!!!

Accused of being a witch in her hometown Lexa is forced to flee with her small baby in her arms. She barely had anything in her bag other than few food and a blanket and a bow and arrow, having been taught how to hunt as a child.

She's looking for something, a cave, a small house in the woods, a tent, somewhere she can rest and allow her babu to sleep comfortably in.

Lexa feels it before she sees it. She feels watched; stalked. She's on high alert, bow in hand, ready to defend her baby with her life. There are rumors that Lexa is aware of, legend of the creatures this forest serves a home to but Lexa would slay a whole demon if it meant keeping her kid safe, urging the toddler to stay close to her and quickly small arms wrap around her leg, afraid of the darken woods.

The monster surges forward from the tree line with a loud snarl and Lexa immediately points the arrow at its head, terrifying teeth on display, dangerous eyes focused on Lexa's weapon.

Lexa registers two late that the warmth of her baby around her leg is gone and her heart drops when she looks to the side to watch them toddling towards the werewolf with a joyful smile and a "doggy!" cheer to their voice. She hears her heart beating in her ears, terror sweeping over her.

But as soon as the beast sees her small bundle, it stops. Teeth put away, the massive wolf suddenly looks confused as the baby approaches it, hands stretched on front of them to pet the big dog. A sniff to air and the wolf's tail waggles with excitment at the small child, dropping to the floor in a rather playful, calm manner.

The baby jumps to petting the wolf who allows her to without discussion, licking the baby's face as a thank you and making the small toddler giggle.

Lexa finally regains her nerve after staring on awe at the scene, approaching child and wolf with careful steps and with a gentle pet to the wolf's head she sweeps her child into her arms, telling them it is time to go and thanking the gentle giant "for not eating us". It stays down as they walk away and Lexa takes a deep breath once it's out of few, gently reprimanding her child for doing such a dangerous thing.

It is about 10 minutes later when Lexa feels herself being watched once again. This time the wolf quickens its pace to catch up with them before slowing down and accompanying them. The toddler begs to be put down and after staring at the wolf as if asking for confirmation it wont eat her baby she lets them down. With a smile she watches as her baby pets the wolf and the wolf licks their chubby face in return before allowing the toddler to hold its fur along side Lexa's hand as they walk.

An hour more into the trip, Lexa finds herself tired and cold, snow having started to makes it's way down. The baby has fallen asleep, holding on to the wolf's fur as they sleep on its back. Lexa looks around, hoping to see smoke from a camp fire or chimney with no luck. Watching her attentively the wilf bites on the fabric of her lose shirt, pulling her along. Lexa asks what it wants, as if the wolf was to answer but after a few tigs to her shirt Lexa decides to follow it. It seems to have a fondness for her baby so at the very least Lexa knows it wont hurt them.

Lexa follows it through the woods, questioning out loud where it's taking them before a clearing up ahead gives way from a small wodden cabin, seemingly inhabited. Lexa sighs of reloef as they approach it, opening the front dore carefully, bow pointed at the darkness before she deems to empty. It has a single bedroom with bed, and Lexa urges the wolf with her baby on its back insidr as she tries to star a fire, looking around for a few candles.

She catches a rabbit and cooks it over the fire, feeding the wolf what she knows she will not be able to eat. It is already past midnight when Lexa takes her baby from the wolf's grasp, until now both happily cuddling by the fire. The wolf whines but does not lift its head from its place by the fire as it looks at Lexa holding her small child and wishing her a goodnight and thanking her for bringing them here.

The next morning Lexa wakes up underneath the blankets she brought, alone in the bed, the su light shinning through the small window of the bedroom. It was not a dream it seems. As Lexa opens the door she sees the fire still going but unlike she thought she would, she sees neither the wolf nor her baby and panic sets in.

Right on cue tho, the front door opens and in walks her child, cheeks red from the cold outside. Lexa walks towards them, to hug them or lecture them, she had yet to make up her mind when after her child enters a woman, the golden of her hair the exact same color of the massive wolf's fur.

The woman looks st her with a smile, arms filled branches and Lexa stares at her in disbelief, clearly connecting the dots.

"You're the-"

"Wolf? I am. Good morning."

"How? And who-?"

"Klork mommy!"

Her child says, staring at her with a smile. It is obvious Klork as already introduced herself.

"Klork?"

"Yeah, I'm Clarke. And your name is...?"

"I'm... Lexa." Lexa states, bewildered.

They stare at each other for a while, Lexa's kid seemingly getting bored of their silence and sitting by the fire to play with the two rocks they brought in from outside.

Lexa's stomach grumbling is the one that kills the silence. The wolf-woman smiles big then, perfect teeth a heavy contrast with the sharp ones Lexa saw last night.

"Right, so, breakfast?" She asks, moving to the small kitchen area the cabin offers, Lexa's toddler following after her, both chanting about wanting food.

Lexa looks at them, and then around the cabin before wondering what else did she expect after following a damn wolf through the woods.

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Clarke: Are your parents beavers?

Lexa: Huh?

Clarke: Cause you're built like dayum

Clarke Smooth Griffin laying it on thick 🤣

And yet i can only picture Lexa looking at her like this

Everytime she says one of these pick up lines

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Since it's summer, Clarke and Lexa spend their afternoon picking ripe fruit from all their trees, sneaking kisses and intimate touches in the shade, and napping out in the sun

There is a particular summer there, after the farm starts giving them the profit they needed, just before they start trying to have a baby but after they've decided they can finally afford it where everything just feels so light and magical.

They spend most of the day outside. Lexa holds a basket while Clarke drags a ladder, from tree to tree picking what they can find already ripe. On their higher apple tree Clarke bends over more to place tree apples on Lexa's basket and Lexa will hold her there for a minute, holding herself up on her tippy toes so she can steal a kiss from Clarke. Giggling like teenagers again when picking strawberries and they hands grab at the same one, resring their foreheads together for a minute, a smile on their face.

Their picnic blanket on the grass, an assortment of the fruits they managed to pick in front of them as they enjoy the afternoon sun. Clarke's head resting on Lexa's lap as long fingers tangle and brush her blonde hair, knife in hand as she swiftly cuts small slices of apple for herself and for Lexa, feeeding her straight from the blade. They talk about what they have to sell at the farmer's market, what they need to buy to start building a nursery, small projects that need to be done around the house before Lexa starts walking around all pregnant (Clarke swears this time she's gonna fix that damn step on the stairs).

It's a hopeful summer. They have settled into a comfortable routine just the two of them and both are excited to bring a new sort of excitment into their lives. For now tho, the summer is warm and delightful and they'll enjoy it one last time while it's just the two of them 🥰

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"Don't Hold Back" for the fic title

I feel like this is definitely nudging me towards a certain place so I'll comply... under the cut! 😝

But first the non smut one:

Canon world, maybe. A Lexa doesn't die, the end of the world doesn't happen (again) story.

Clarke has taken up training with Anya. She is not training to be a warrior by any means, but to survive on the ground in the high position Clarke as proven herself worthy off she needs to be able to defend herself properly, not just with a gun and pure brute force.

Per Lexa's request Anya goes easy on Clarke, who ends most training sessions on her back, breathless, listening to a list of everything she did wrong given to her by a disappointment Anya.

All it takes is for Anya to question if something was to happen to Lexa with Clarke around, the commander would be sure to die thanks to Clarke's inability to fight.

That sets Clarke off immediately. She is throwing herself at Anya who dodges her and pocks her again, reminding her how she would be unable to even catch whoever hurt Lexa. And Clarke launches at her again, this time landing a punch. Anya is quick to rise and throw one back, but Clarke is quicker and moves, avoiding the hit. The pride in Anya’s face shines for barely a second.

Lexa watches from the sidelines, hidden by the shadows of the trees. Anya is correct that Clarke would probably not be capable of helping Lexa if something was to go wrong. Lexa thinks she would very much prefer the sky girl leave her to die if they ever find themselves in such a situation but knowing Clarke, she would not back down so it is best she knows how to fight.

A loud thud reaches her as she watches as Anya falls on the dirt, Clarke's knee holding her down, a dagger on Anya’s neck.

The older woman chuckles darkly, looking at the wild beast in Clarke's eyes, "She finally got me Heda."

At Lexa's title, Clarke turns her head abruptly, sheepishly dropping the dagger as Lexa comes forward and towards them.

Lexa simsply nods, a proud smile on her face. Staring at her, Clarke's eyes feel tamed once more and she feels the adrenaline leave her and a smile blossom. She helps Anya off the floor.

"It seems she is ready for the next step." Its the first thing Lexa says. Clarke stares at her slightly confused, "and Anya this time, no need to hold back."

Clarke barely has the time to open her mouth before she is being thrown on the ground.

(Also g!p clarke. Duh.). Smutty but with quite a soft undertone to it, building trust and confidence in bed between them.

They've been managing to take things as slow as they can. With the desperation burned out during their first time, they get to slowly learn about each other's bodies and likes.

Lexa has never explicitly told Clarke she likes it soft and gentle, but perhaps it was her tears or the lovestruck look she gives Clarke that gave her that impression and so, with out ever truly confirming it, Clarke goes slow with Lexa, lovingly. Oh so sweet.

Lexa loves it. But she knows Clarke is holding back. And Lexa... Lexa is quite tired of being treated like she might break during sex.

Slowly Lexa would encourage Clarke to let go fully in bed. Urge her on. Ask her to go harder and faster. Nudging Clarke to place them in positions easier to allow her to go harder.

Until the one night when Lexa demands it of her. "Don't hold back, niron. Give me all."

And so Clarke kisses her, the last piece of softness for the next while.

And Lexa loves her soft niron. Loves the care Clarke takes with her, always entering her slowly, allowing Lexa the time to adjust. Never rushing, always assuring, always asking. But this Clarke? This is the woman of passion and fervor she fell in love with. Desperate and rough and so full of passion as she fucks Lexa onto the mattress.

The first of many, I'm sure.

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How is Alycia so pretty? She's in her natural element in the garden

I think when she's so clearly happy and giddy she looks even prettier 🥹

Look how pretty she looks with the orchids 🥰🥰🥰

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Older moms Lexa sits down in her rocking chair while she watches Clarke and her kids set up the twins nursery. Lexa gets emotional as she sees all the old furniture they used for her two older kids when they were babies now being put up again for her twins

It's been a bit more than a decade since Lexa saw these pieces of furniture. Hidden away in the attic and the garage, she had forgotten they were even there. If she hadn't, she might have had given them away or sold them for cheap online.

She is so happy she never did.

They are old and grimmy now, Clarke and the kids having spent an entire weekend sanding and repainting them. And now here they are, painted white, new hardware installed. It's like staring back at the past.

She never imagined herself here again. Sitting innher old rocking chair that Clarke so excitedly bought when Lexa was pregnant with Aden, so proud of herself that Lexa couldn't even bring herself to be mad about the money she spent on it. The one that unabled her to survive those nights where Madi refused to sleep, attached to Lexa's bossom as a way to bring herself some comfort as she rocket her in the chair.

The changing table that saw so many diaper blow-outs and tears and screams. The dresser that will once again hold all those tiny clothes Lexa used to look at and wonder how her babies had ever fit in those.

And it feels so special to see her kids, no longer babies, closer to young adults now, but forever and ever her babies, helping their mom reassemble the furniture, knowing once it was being built for them. They talk excitedly about the twins arrival, about wanting to help, about playing with them, about showing them around their high school. The way Clarke's eyes have that twinkle again, the anticipation of seeing their babies and being able to provide them with a safe and beautiful nursery to sleep in.

She rocks gently in the chair, her back killing her as the babies move around, kicking her and each other. And she is excited. Everything is different and yet everything is still exactly the same. Times changes, she's older, Clarke is older. Their kids are older. There is no longer a toddler asking her about his baby sister. There are two teenagers bossing her around, to stay put, stay sitted. Two teenagers so over the moon for their little baby siblings. Clarke still smiles the same when she wakes up next to Lexa, she caresses her bump the same way. Her voice is slightly raspier, but she still foes the same baby voice when speaking to their unborn twins. The furniture is the same, it might have new paint, new clothes, new toys, new diapers but it is the same one they bought as first time moms, so overjoyed with the prospect of their little boy arriving.

And Lexa.... Lexa might not be the same. She sometimes fears she is too different, to detached from the newborn mom life to do it again. But then she feels them move, sees them in the ultrasound, groans with the same annoyance when they refuse to let her sleep and its all the same as it was before.

They'll manage it again. Oh so diffently than they did last time. But with the exact same love.