Author's note: This story is a sequel to Clarke's Not So Fake Marriage.
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The day after Clarke's not so fake wedding was kind of awkward. Clarke got the feeling everybody was talking about her, and the way Lexa had made her scream in pleasure last night.
At least The Grounders mostly stayed quiet around her, although even then she caught most of them giving her a look which said they were smirking about it on the inside.
Meanwhile her own people didn't even try to be subtle about what they were doing, and all the obvious looks and gossiping, and the memories they triggered, had Clarke almost constantly blushing.
At least she was able to keep her head high, partly because she had her wife with her pretty much at all times, but also apart from the fact that her Mom had overheard her having sex Clarke didn't feel she had anything to be ashamed of.
So she got some last night, big deal. That happened on the Ark all the time, and it certainly didn't change once they were on the ground as the constant danger had only pushed people to find comfort in each other's arms.
And they should be so lucky to find someone as skilled as Lexa to share their bed. But still her damn cheeks remained flushed, which annoyed Clarke no end.
So partly out of vengeance, and partly because she wanted to please her new wife, Clarke was determined to make Lexa scream for her tonight.
Something she knew wouldn't be easy, but Clarke had no idea it would be in more ways than one, as while it was difficult to convince Lexa to let her take control it turned out to be even harder to get a reaction out of The Commander.
Which was a little frustrating but truth be told Clarke didn't mind that much. She liked a challenge, and she could tell her marriage to Lexa was going to be very challenging. And in a way Clarke hoped that would never change.
Clarke loved the fact that Lexa challenged her, and vice versa. It was one of the many reasons she had married her.
It certainly fuelled their kisses with passion, the first few minutes they were alone that evening more resembling a fight then a gentle lover's embrace. And it continued to be that way as they almost literally tore each other's clothes on their way to the animal skins Lexa called her bed.
When they reached these skins it wasn't just their tongues that were battling for dominance, the two of them rolling over and over again as they tried to pin the other down.
Apparently Clarke wanted it more, but she knew her victory would be short lived if she didn't convince Lexa to be still for more than five seconds.
So breaking the kiss Clarke gasped huskily, "Wait! I, I wanna go down on you."
Lexa stared at her for a moment, and then softly stated, "You do not have too, if you are not ready."
Taking that as a personal challenge Clarke replied in the most confident voice she could, "I want too."
Lexa found Clarke's nervousness, and attempt to hide it, adorable. Then again there was a lot about Clarke she found adorable, or at the very least intriguing, and the prospect of Clarke going down on her was extremely intriguing.
Not to mention extremely hot. So with a soft smile threatening to break out Lexa relaxed back onto her bed and allowed Clarke to take the lead, kissing her softly this time before beginning to make her way down her body.
Not that she initially got very far, as Clarke's first stop was her neck, which she kissed, sucked and even bit for what felt like an eternity, and while part of Lexa appreciated being marked like she had marked Clarke last night she couldn't help want more.
What was a little more satisfying was when Clarke kissed her way lower, soon reaching Lexa's breasts and slowly kissed up one of them to take a nipple into her mouth before she started to gently suck on it.
She did that for maybe a minute before switching to the other nipple, kissing down one boob and up the other, before she reached her destination and gave them the same soft sucking treatment.
Clarke then went back and forth for a while, eventually adding her tongue into the mix so she could swirl it around Lexa's nipples and flicking them gently. She also began gently nipping at them, which was something Lexa really appreciated.
Lexa had always liked a little pain with her pleasure, and she was impressed that Clarke had picked up on that after only one night, and a morning, of being together. Other lovers hadn't been so intuitive.
Although one had, but before Lexa could dwell on unpleasant thoughts which would be triggered by certain memories the blonde moved her hands from the brunette's sides up to her breasts, pushing one more firmly into her mouth while beginning to caress the other.
This caused Lexa to let out a soft cry and arch her back into the oh so enjoyable touches, which in turn encouraged Clarke to lick, suck, nip and caress even more enthusiastically.
That enthusiasm gradually increased until it was hard for Lexa not to consistently moan, groan and cry out in pleasure, however such a thing felt like weakness to her and if that's what Clarke wanted she would have to work a lot harder.
To her credit Clarke seemed up to the challenge, first by giving her long, drawn-out foreplay and then slowly making her way down to where Lexa wanted her the most, again pressing gentle kisses to her flesh the entire way down in a clear attempt to tease her.
Then she teased her some more by pausing for a long moment, and then just when Lexa feared Clarke wasn't ready for this she leaned forward and started peppering kisses around Lexa's centre without actually ever touching it, which made The Commander groan in frustration.
Clarke was thrilled to get a response out of her stubborn lover and continued teasing Lexa in the hopes of making her wife repeat the process. She was unsuccessful, but Clarke still enjoyed the feeling of power this gave her.
