Anything Worth Having is Worth Working For

Lexa. You know me from your sweaty nightmares. Come see if you can hack one of my classes. If you cry, the first half hour is free!

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“Well you are just going to have to deal with the fact that I stole it, Miss Woods.” Clarke flirted back before stealing another quick kiss and giving Lexa’s ass a respectful pat. “Tell me what kind of sweets you like?” She asked conversationally as they made their way to the dairy coolers

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“I suppose it’s allowed for your girlfriend to steal your lines, Miss Griffin,” Lexa agreed. “Honestly, the list of sweets I don’t like is much, much shorter. I’ve always had a serious sweet tooth. It’s a problem. Why do you think I opened a gym?” she said with a grin, flexing her ass so Clarke could feel it beneath her hand. “I love chewy, fruity stuff, stuff with coconut or caramel, and terrible American chocolate. I like better quality chocolate, too, but not Cadbury. It has an odd aftertaste to me. And if you’re going the dark chocolate route, it shouldn’t taste like chewing on a coffee bean,” she answered, hoping she had most of her bases covered. “I have been known to maim a man over blackberry cobbler and homemade coconut pie.” 

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Clarke could feel her cheeks heat up and honestly it only served to bring a smile to the blonde’s face as she squeezed a bit at the jean covered flesh beneath her hand. “How’d I get so lucky..” she murmured back only to giggle at Lexa nudging at her cheek the way a pup would. “You’ll just have to wait and see, won’t you baby?”

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“That’s my line” Lexa said with a grin. Her grin bloomed into a full force smile at Clarke’s tease. Whether the dessert was something dirty or something delicious, she knew she was going to enjoy it. “I’m a very patient person. You should know that by now,” she teased, referencing the half a year she and Clarke had danced around each other before she finally just blurted out her sexual orientation. 

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“Don’t you dare.” Clarke pouted as she pulled the taller woman back into herself. “All the drunk hotties will try and steal you away. The jealousy might consume me.” Oceanic orbs locked with a forest. “Lets go get whipped cream for your desert.”

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“Even if that were true, which I can hardly believe, I wouldn’t even see them. No one can compare to you, Clarke Griffin,” Lexa said sincerely, happily leaning into Clarke. She turned and kissed the corner of Clarke’s lips quickly, nudging Clarke’s cheek with her nose. “Whipped cream, huh? And what exactly will I be getting for dessert?” 

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“They charge you two hundred dollars if you puke in their cars. And it was a little. Like a dixie cup full from what I remember.” Clarke shrugged her shoulders. “Their drivers were always rude any way. And not nearly as cute as you.” she added on playfully, hand slipping into Lexa’s back pocket. “What happens if I insist on tipping you?”

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“Holy shit, seriously? Maybe I should take on a second job as an Uber driver,” Lexa pondered. She felt a thrill skitter up her spine as Clarke’s hand slipped into her pocket. She wasn’t used to such public displays but found that she really enjoyed it. “Hmmm, well, I’m sure we could figure something out,” she said, licking her lips. 

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“No!” Clarke exclaimed in much the same way. “I was just a bit drunk and my friend with me puked a little and I lied and said that she didn’t. When we got out the driver confronted me and there was almost a fight…so I just had my account deleted and can’t create a new one.”

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Lexa looked a bit puzzled. “Why on earth did you lie about it? Puke isn’t exactly subtle,” she chuckled, shaking her head slightly. “Wait, was that drunk speak for puked a little or actually only a little bit, because there’s a hug difference in the two. But don’t worry about Uber. I don’t mind driving, and you don’t even have to tip me.” 

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“Her dinner was quite delicious.” Clarke agreed with a nod as she leaned on the handle of the basket. “As long as I can walk or ride the bus there. I’m banned from uber. Just a heads up on that.”

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“Oh my god, do I even want to know why? Did you give someone head in the back seat?” Lexa asked, her voice a stage whisper to both tease Clarke and make sure she wasn’t overheard. 

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“One, has she not heard of pre-shredded? And two, I hope there was also ten pounds of mozzarella and at least five pounds of mild cheddar. Because if not that is where the main issue was.” Clarke teased before giggling at Lexa’s obvious amazement over her box of granola bars. “See, Griffin always delivers.”

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“She was insistent that the chunk was the only real cheese. Plus, ten pounds of shredded cheese was an obscene amount. That should have been our first clue. See, this is why we don’t really cook. She is a good cook, as you’ve seen, but there are only a few things I am willing to make for anyone else for fear of poisoning them. I used to live on freezer meals or anything I could make in a microwave or oven with little attention to it.” She kissed Clarke’s cheek after grabbing another box of granola bars; she and Octavia would certainly eat them and this would prevent her having to return to a grocery store too soon. “Yes, I have come to rely on that. I like that you deliver.” 

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Bruised but Not Broken (Yet) || Lextavia

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Octavia closed her eyes and laid back in the ice water becoming somewhat more comfortable with it. At the mention of Indra her ribs seemed to ache all over again. “Please don’t mention her while I’m freshly off my beating,” she said clenching her jaw. She knew Lexa meant well, but she was still pissed. Didn’t matter what they both said. Indra hadn’t given her a fair fight. Tai chi wouldn’t be the way to go, but she could see herself doing calisthenics. She’d heard it required a lot of work and getting to know how your body worked. It required skill and patience to learn without the meditation. “I know the owner too so don’t be a show off,” she said sticking out her tongue. “I’ll look into some stuff. I’m not sure what yet, but there’s something out there.” Octavia dipped further into the water letting it go up to her shoulders. One of the many benefits of having a larger tub. “So has it been 20 minutes yet? I’m becoming more ice than human.” 

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Lexa leaned over and flicked the water at Octavia’s face. “You’re the owner’s best friend,” she corrected. “Let me know if you want help looking into anything specific or if there’s anything I can do to help,” she said. She wanted to help Octavia any way she could, especially if it would help Octavia learn the discipline and self control that she needed to help realize her full potential. Lexa could see Octavia being a very serious threat in the ring with the right mental state. “Unfortunately not,” she replied, glancing at the timer. Not quite half the time had passed. “You can make it. I believe in you,” she said softly. From anyone else it might have sounded sarcastic, but Lexa meant it. “Do you want me to leave you alone so you can zone out?” 

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Clarke laughed at Lexa’s reasoning for her having a relatively easy time with learning who she was. “I honestly do not know how those two things are related at all, but thank you babe.” the blonde pressed a kiss between strong shoulders. “Well firstly you are a lot of things, but ‘useless’ is not on that list. Also do I want to even know why Octavia needs twenty-five pounds of Parmesan?” stop in the snack aisle she paused to point to a massive economy box of assorted granola bars..

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“Shhh, don’t question my logic,” Lexa said, blushing slightly. Her lips curled up into an easy smile at Clarke’s compliment. “Thank you,” she said softly, squeezing Clarke’s hand. “I’m pretty sure she wanted to make pizzas. I thought that sounded like a little too much for pizza, though, so we only ended up with ten pounds. You can imagine how well that went,” she said wryly. “I’ve never grated so much in my life.” Her eyes grew big at the box of granola bars. “Holy crap!” she exclaimed even as she took the massive box and put it into their basket. 

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Bruised but Not Broken (Yet) || Lextavia

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Octavia let Lexa guide her to the bath. She trusted Lexa not to slam her into a wall or cause any more damage to her bruised up body. Octavia knew Lexa would be gentle, but she still tensed up when Lexa started cutting off the shirt. Watching as it dropped to the floor. At least it wasn’t one of her favorites. Octavia gripped Lexa’s arms tightly trying to move into the water as slowly as possible. It felt like a current running through her body. She forced herself to slow down her breathing. Thinking of warm places like a furnace or the sun. “Yeah well I’m only half convinced Lagertha isn’t part polar bear so she doesn’t count,” she said grumpily.  She flicked some water at Lagertha watching the giant pup try to catch the water. “I think I’m gonna take a break from sparring for a bit after I heal,” she said barely believing it herself. “I think I’m gonna try some new stuff out. Something to help me be more patient… I’ll probably get bored, but it’s about time I try something new,” she said with a shrug. After the beating she received she needed a new approach. Something that wouldn’t land her in another ice bath barely able to see or worse in the ER. 

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Lexa chuckled. “It’s because she’s so floofy, isn’t it?” she asked, smiling as Lagertha snapped at the water that Octavia flicked. She arched one eyebrow at Octavia’s statement but didn’t otherwise react. “Yeah? Do you have anything specific in mind?” she asked. She couldn’t help but smile. Even if it was a short lived idea, she was really proud of Octavia for even considering it. “Indra does a Tai Chi class. It’s always full within a week of enrollment, but I’m pretty sure she’d make room for you. I know the owner, after all,” she added with a wink. She knew that Indra would be more than happy to make room for Octavia. Hell, Indra might teach her privately. Indra had spoken to her more than once about Octavia’s potential, but that she wasn’t willing to seriously train Octavia until she learned a bit of control, especially where her temper was concerned. 

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“Bisexual, remember. The blonde joked. Clarke shook her head a bit at the question if she had ever had to hide. She had been one of the lucky ones, hell even her mother hadn’t batted an eye over the whole ordeal. “Sexuality was always a non-issue. My mom cared more about my studies and future and my father didn’t care as long as I was happy.” 

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Lexa grinned. “Oh, I definitely remember. You promised to remind me again after dinner, too,” she teased. “That’s awesome. You’re so amazing, though, that I should have known.” She kissed Clarke on the cheek and turned back to their shopping. “So, what else do we need to get? Octavia usually makes the list, or she’ll make a list and I’ll veto things like 25 pounds of parmesean cheese. Or I’ll make one and she’ll fix it because I’m completely useless.” 

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Clarke almost stumbled into Lexa as the brunette moved around to face her a brilliant smile gracing her features at the tone of the woman’s voice. The older woman just had a way of making Clarke feel like something absolutely precious between the way she spoke to the way those widely expressive eyes gazed at her. Lexa’s touch as gentle as if she were sent from the heavens. “It is.” She agreed.

Melting into the caress and the kiss that followed after a bemused expression soon overtook the blonde’s features. “It’s only been a few hours. Save that for after you’ve dealt with me at least a week.” she teased, pecking Lexa’s lips once again. “Keep the house keeper, that house is massive and I can just imagine how much Lagertha sheds. I’d never see you again. Even if for comedic purposes you only have to put me halfway into a closet.” 

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“After more than six months of terrible flirting and not even managing to get your number, I’m more than ready for this. I’m not that easy to scare off,” Lexa promised. “I’m pretty sure we could make another Lagertha from the hair she sheds every week, and you’re much more fun to spend time with. Only halfway, huh? Were you ever hiding?” she asked. She couldn’t remember if they’d ever talked about their coming out, or if they even both had a coming out. 

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“Mmmmm..I’m pretty sure that it is a mutual reward. Plus admittedly seeing you do domestic things like shopping is a bit of a turn on. And it’s officially our first outing as an established couple.” Clarke nodded, body now pressed tighter to Lexa’s frame to help her girlfriend stay up right. “Besides grocery store supply closets sound dirty. I can’t have sex with my girlfriend for the first time in a tight, dirty closet.” Clarke giggled at the idea of two women having sex in a closet and how ironic that would be. “Maybe in your closet at home for comedic value, but not any of these ones. Not mine either. We’d probably break something and die.”

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“Definitely mutual,” Lexa said then stopped walking. Turning in Clarke’s arms, she wrapped her arms around Clarke’s waist. “It is our first outing as an established couple, isn’t it?” she said, a touch of awe in her voice. Something about the statement, so simple and true and real, that made the heaviness pulling on her heart seem to float away. It wasn’t as if everything was suddenly perfect and she’d never have an issue with it again, but she could feel the way that Clarke’s words and actions gently soothed the wound left gaping for so long. 

She lifted one hand and placed it on Clarke’s cheek, gently rubbing the pad of her thumb over Clarke’s smooth skin. Looking over first Clarke’s shoulder and then her own, she didn’t see anyone in the aisle with them, so she leaned in and kissed Clarke slowly. “You’re an amazing girlfriend,” she said softly, kissing the tip of Clarke’s nose. “Does seeing me doing domestic things really turn you on? Because if that’s the case I might have to fire my housekeeper and do it all myself,” she teased. “Closets are only for clothes and things you don’t want to be seen when company comes over. I’ll never put you in one, not even for comedic value. Well, maybe for comedic value,” she added, a half smile curling one side of her lips. 

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Lexa sighed, relaxing more as Clarke surrounded her. She felt safe and warm and cared for which was so exactly what she needed at that moment. She leaned back slightly, pressing into Clarke as she continued to walk, letting Clarke steer them where they needed to go. “I wouldn’t say it’s unfortunate. It’s not as if our intimacy is lacking, not even the slightest bit,” she said truthfully.  “I rather enjoy giving it to you,” she agreed. “And here I thought I was promised a bit of a private show in a storage room somewhere?” she teased. 

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Clarke let out a soft snort as she bit playfully at the brunette’s arm. “I was teasing with that and you know it.” she giggled before rubbing her cheek at the spot her teeth had been previously. “You’re really good at it too. Maybe tonight after dinner…before bed?”

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Lexa laughed at Clarke’s bite. “I see how you are. You would say anything to get me to do what you want,” she said with a soft pout. Clarke’s next question, however, caused her to almost trip over her own feet and she grabbed onto the shopping cart handle to keep from falling and making an even bigger fool of herself. “Is that my reward or yours?” she asked, her throat suddenly dry. 

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Lexa laughed bumping Clarke’s hip with her own. “There’s only one booty I’m chasing, and it seems to enjoy being caught,” she said with a smirk. “You haven’t pegged me at all, Clarke.” She paused and licked her lips. “Not yet, anyway,” she said with a wink. “Excuse me, it’s commander I’ll have you know.” 

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Clarke grinned before suddenly moving her body so she had both hands on the cart’s handle with Lexa trapped between herself and the object, chest pressed into the brunette’s back. “Unfortunately I don’t know if you ever will be. I’m not sure I have the core strength to ever measure up to your level of performance. I rather enjoy taking it a bit too much as well.” The blonde mused, cheek pressed to the side of Lexa’s arm so they wouldn’t crash. “And I’m well aware of your title as well as what happens when I use it on you. No free shows for the public need to be happening today.”

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Lexa sighed, relaxing more as Clarke surrounded her. She felt safe and warm and cared for which was so exactly what she needed at that moment. She leaned back slightly, pressing into Clarke as she continued to walk, letting Clarke steer them where they needed to go. “I wouldn’t say it’s unfortunate. It’s not as if our intimacy is lacking, not even the slightest bit,” she said truthfully.  “I rather enjoy giving it to you,” she agreed. “And here I thought I was promised a bit of a private show in a storage room somewhere?” she teased. 

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“I’ve grown accustomed to their taste.” Clarke agreed glad to see that Lexa had rejoined her for the time being. “Scurvy? Well no wonder you’re always chasing the booty, I never pegged you as a pirate.” the blonde teased a playful smirk on her lips at the cleverness of her own puns. “I’ll make sure we find you plenty of oranges at the produce market, captain Lexa.”

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Lexa laughed bumping Clarke’s hip with her own. “There’s only one booty I’m chasing, and it seems to enjoy being caught,” she said with a smirk. “You haven’t pegged me at all, Clarke.” She paused and licked her lips. “Not yet, anyway,” she said with a wink. “Excuse me, it’s commander I’ll have you know.” 

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“The day I turn sadistic is the day you can push me out to sea in a kayak.” Clarke chuckled before giving Lexa a queer look. “Garlic bread isn’t a vegetable..? I’ve clearly been eating salad wrong for a very long time.” she joked back before stealing a kiss when the brunette seemed to zone out. “Honestly though I put fresh spinach in the pasta so you’re kind of screwed. My father taught me the art of vegetable masking because if he hadn’t I’d be a million pounds and have my own show on TLC with a sponsorship from McDonalds.”

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The quick kiss brought Lexa back to the present, and she held on tightly to Clarke’s hand until the lead in her stomach seemed to disperse a bit. “As far as I’m concerned, garlic bread is absolutely a vegetable,” she finally replied, focusing on staying in the moment with Clarke. “That sounds really good, actually. I don’t know what to do with vegetables on my own, but I like the way they taste. Maybe you’ll keep me from getting scurvy,” she said with a half smile.