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So.
I want to do a g!p Lexa compilation, same as what I've got going for g!p Clarke. For those who use AO3, would you prefer one fic with all the stories as new chapters, OR would you prefer separate fics in a series.
G!P Lexa compilation on AO3 -
One multi-chapter fic
A series of individual fics
What GP Lexa fic would you like to read next?
Option 1: It's Lexa's first time shooting a porno so she's super nervous. Luckily, Clarke's a veteran so she helps her with their scene. (Suggested by someone on AO3) Option 2: Both Clarke and Lexa are virgins and hook up together at their first college party. (Suggested by someone on AO3) Option 3: Clarke and Lexa are roommates at college. Lexa is shy, but her sleep-talking betrays her.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Look who came back with the final chapter!!!! After a 2 year hiatus @adventure-awaits15 has returned with a ending fitting for this wonderful fic.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The 100 (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Anya/Raven Reyes, Octavia Blake/Lincoln Characters: Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100), Octavia Blake, Raven Reyes, Anya (The 100), Lincoln (The 100), Monty Green, Jasper Jordan, Bellamy Blake, Finn Collins Additional Tags: Childhood Friends, Alternate Universe - High School, not so slow burn, Oblivious Clarke, Dork Lexa, Cheerleader Clarke Griffin, lacrosse lexa, Trans Lexa, Girl Penis Lexa, Eventual Smut, Happy Ending Summary:
That one childhood/high school au where Lexa moves away and comes back when they’re in high school and only she recognizes Clarke.
I’m bad at writing summaries.
Alright, here’s the “finale” of the last comic I posted.
********It contains NSFW G!P under the readmore! Don’t click if you’re not down for that!******
I posted a new story on ao3 and you guys should check it out
http://archiveofourown.org/works/9696347
http://archiveofourown.org/works/9696347
basically pure smut
gp lexa
What kind of G!P Lexa ideas do you have👀
I have one where Lexa fucks Clarke in the crowd at a concert, and also a cannon one where Abby trades Clarke to the commander for a truce, to use however she sees fit 😈
GP Lexa is Clarke's nude model for art class. After class, Lexa stays behind so Clarke can spend more time with her muse
Lexa had always been comfortable in her body. Despite many people trying to bully and shame her, she was proud of the way she looked.
So, when the art professor at the local university asked her to help out for the 'Every Body' showcase as a nude model, she didn't hesitate to say yes.
The professor had told her there would only be eight of his top students in the session, and she would only be required for two hours.
Thinking of it as an easy hundred bucks, Lexa agreed without question.
Lexa arrived early for the class and was already in position, a blanket covering her, with eight easels set up in front when the first students began to arrive.
When all the art students had taken their place, the professor addressed his students, introducing Lexa as tonights model and giving the timeframe they would have her for.
The moment she dropped the blanket and settled on the chaise lounge, Lexa eyes were immediately drawn to the blonde in the front row.
This blonde woman stood out from the other students to Lexa. For one, she was absolutely gorgeous. And second, the look in her eyes when Lexa dropped the sheet and revealed her cock was nothing short of thirsty.
Most of the other students looked indifferent, and one of the male students looked disgusted, but this blonde woman who was now trying to hide her reaction behind her easel while shifting her thighs and rubbing them together had Lexa's indevided attention.
Lexa had the slightest of grins on her face as she watched the woman squirm in her seat, peeking around her easel every now and then. She caught Lexa's eye at one point and blushed profusely, ducking back behind her painting.
About an hour into the session, the professor announced he needed to leave and could the last person out please lock the door behind them. Lexa had forgotten anyone else was even in the room, so focussed she was on the enamoured blonde woman.
Slowly, the other artists began to trickle out, thanking Lexa for her time before packing their gear up and leaving.
Before she knew it, she was alone with the blonde, who was now staring unabashedly at Lexa's naked form while biting the end of her paint brush.
Lexa had been concentrating so hard on not getting hard, and it was easy when she had so many sets of eyes on her. But now it was just her and this woman, and when this woman was looking at her like that, Lexa felt the blood start to rush south.
"You like what you see?" Lexa asked boldly feeling her cock harden between her legs.
"Very much," the blonde said in a raspy voice that had Lexa rock hard in an instant.
"How is your painting going?" Lexa asked, a hand unconsciously travelling between her legs to stroke her cock.
"It's going well. It's easy to paint when you have such a fine looking muse," she said, not even hiding her wandering eyes, which were now locked firmly on Lexa's dick.
"We're alone now," Lexa said, sending the woman a look that could only mean one thing as her hand continued its slow movements on her cock.
The woman licked her lips, biting her lower lip as she shifted on her seat.
"Fuck, the second you dropped that blanket I was soaked," she confessed, practically drooling as she watched Lexa jerk herself.
"I saw you looking at me," Lexa said, standing up and moving toward the still sitting woman.
"You're so fucking hot," the woman said as her eyes roamed over Lexa's body as she approached.
Stopping right beside the blonde, Lexa could see blue eyes looking up at her as she stood over her.
"What's your name, sweetheart?" Lexa asked.
"Clarke," the raspy voice replied.
"Clarke," Lexa tested the name on her tongue, liking the way it rolled off nicely. "Clarke, I'm Lexa," She added, probably not feeling as weird as she should have standing stark naked with a boner introducing herself to a beautiful woman.
"Now we've got the introductions out of the way. Can I suck your dick now?" Clarke asked, feigning innocence as she ran one of her hands up Lexa's thigh to her hip.
Lexa's cock twitched, and Clarke saw it.
Smirking down at her, Lexa put her hand on Clarke’s head, "go on then, you've been wanting this cock in your throat for hours," she said, directing those rosy lips toward the head of her dick.
All Clarke did was moan before leaning forward and engulfing Lexa into her mouth. Lexa sighed as she felt the warmth surrounding her cock, soft tongue tracing patterns up the underside as lips descended down her length.
Lexa was impressed, Clarke knew how to suck cock and was working her up extremely fast.
Needing to stop before Clarke made her cum, Lexa pulled her head off her cock, almost laughing at the look of extreme disappointment that flashed across Clarke’s face when she did.
"I want to taste your cum," Clarke almost whined.
"And you will," Lexa promised, "but I want to taste yours first," Lexa said as she pulled Clarke to her feet, "I think you're a little over dressed," Lexa remarked, Clarke wasting no time stripping down.
When Clarke was naked, Lexa took a moment to admire her body. She was extremely attractive, curves in all the right places, and Lexa couldn't wait to eat her out.
"Get on the chaise," Lexa instructed, leading Clarke over to where she had just spent the last two hours posing from.
Clarke lay on her back, Lexa climbing on top, connecting their mouths in a feiry kiss, tongues teasing each other as hands explored naked flesh.
Breaking the kiss, Lexa moved to Clarke’s jaw, kissing and sucking her way down to her collarbone, then her sternum until finally she reached her breasts. Clarke moaned audibly when Lexa closed her lips around a nipple, arching into it and holding Lexa's head in place. Lexa felt the nipple pebble under her tongue, moving to the other and giving the same treatment before continuing down.
When she finally reached the apex of Clarke’s thighs, the smell of arousal was overwhelming, and Clarke was thrusting her hips to open air searching desperately for friction.
Taking pity on her, Lexa went straight for home, licking Clarke’s pussy from her entrance to her clit, ego expanding with every moan and whimper Clarke released.
Clarke was so wet, Lexa slid two fingers in, curling and pumping as she sucked on her clit, Clarke’s hand gripping her hair and moving her the way she wanted.
"Fuck Lexa, yes," Clarke moaned out, writhing under Lexa's touch as she rose toward her peak.
Licking and sucking on the sensitive nub, Lexa could feel Clarke's muscles contracting as her hips ground into her tongue.
All of a sudden, Clarke tensed up, holding Lexa in place as her body shook, pussy clenching on Lexa's fingers as she let out a borderline pornographic moan.
Lexa lapped at her pussy easing her down from her orgasm until she felt her relax back into the chase.
"Fuck, you're good at that," Clarke remarked, a sloppy, satisfied smile plastered on her face.
"I've been told," Lexa said arrogantly as she climbed back up Clarke’s body, stopping to pay attention to her tits on the way.
When she was eye level with her again, Clarke looked up at Lexa mischievously.
"You gonna fuck me or what?" Clarke challenged, pulling Lexa's hips toward her own.
Curling her lip, Lexa sat back and grabbed Clarke’s ankles, bending her knees and pushing her legs wide, opening up her pussy.
"Look at you, wide open for my cock,"
"Stop talking about it and fuck me," Clarke said, reaching out and grabbing Lexa's cock, directing it to her entrance.
Lexa didn't hesitate, giving Clarke what she wanted and pushing inside, watching her head roll back as Lexa bottomed out inside her.
"Fuck me, but pull out and cum in my mouth," Clarke said, looking up at her lustfully.
Lexa nodded, acknowledging the request before she started pumping her hips, building the pace gradually.
Clarke’s tits were bouncing with each stroke, Lexa planting one of her feet on the floor for extra leverage as she pounded into the tight cunt.
Clarke's hand had travelled down to her clit, rubbing furiously as Lexa's cock pistoned.
Pushing Clarke’s ankles further apart, Lexa angled her hips to plow deeper into Clarke’s pussy, causing her to throw her head back and cry out as she came hard around Lexa's cock.
Slowing her thrusts, Lexa waited for Clarke to come back down before pulling out.
Clarke looked up at her with satisfied eyes, gesturing for her to climb up and straddle her chest.
"Fuck my face, I can take it," Clarke said confidently as Lexa placed her knees either side of Clarke’s chest. Trusting Clarke, and also needing to cum badly, Lexa nodded and lined her dick up with Clarke’s open mouth.
Pushing in, Lexa started slow, only thrusting shallow until she felt Clarke’s hands pushing on her ass to speed her up.
Soon, Lexa was fucking Clarke’s face, balls slapping her chin and obscene sounds filling the small art room as her cock slid in and out of the pliant throat.
Clarke was not joking when she said she could take it. Lexa was face fucking her like she would a pussy and Clarke was taking it like a champ.
All too soon, Lexa felt her balls tingling in anticipation, pressure building in her lower spine as she approached her orgasm.
Taking a few last deep strokes, Lexa’s hips stuttered as she unloaded, shooting the first load of cum deep in Clarke’s throat before pulling out and pumping the rest into her mouth, letting her taste it as promised.
Out of breath and exhausted, Lexa watched on as Clarke rolled her cum on her tongue before swallowing, licking her lips.
"That was amazing," Lexa said breathlessly, climbing off Clarke and helping her to her feet.
"You're not too bad yourself, stud," Clarke said, looking Lexa up and down again before picking up her discarded clothes.
"If you need me to be your muse again, call me," Lexa said, grabbing a pen and scribbling her number on Clarke’s arm.
"You can count on it," Clarke said, gathering her gear as Lexa dressed.
When they were both decent, Lexa made to help Clarke with her supplies, which is when she finally looked at Clarke’s painting.
"Holy shit, Clarke. This is incredible," she exclaimed, watching as Clarke got shy all of a sudden despite just swallowing Lexa's cum like it was her last meal.
"Thank you," she said, gathering the last of her gear and heading fer the door. "I'll call you!" She said as she left, leaving Lexa behind to wonder what the fuck just happened.
