#jealous!lexa

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Okay Jealous!Lexa fans.. What kinks does she have? I want to write more of her and TakeCharge!Clarke.

Anons are fine.

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Prompt: Lexa and Clarke get into an argument that somehow turns to smut and then fluff :)))

okay okay let me see.. maybe some jealous lifeguard lexa at the community pool where both she and Clarke work during summer break 

Lexa sat quietly on her lifeguard stand just stewing in her disgust at the blatant disrespect being thrown at her. How dare Clarke think that any part of this was okay? If the tables were turned she would never hear the end of it if Costia had her hands all over Lexa. Ten more minutes felt like 3 days! 

It was probably a good thing the showoff walked away because she was absolutely sure she would claw that Finn boy’s eyes clear out of his head and possibly break every single finger he had touched her girlfriend with. She knew he did it on purpose too. He knew damn well Clarke had a girlfriend and said girlfriend was Lexa.

Shift finally over, Lexa found herself moving quickly to Clarke’s side. “Please tell me Clarke how the hell it is you don’t see what he is doing?!” 

“So we’re doing this again Lex?” Clarke reached out for her hand only to have Lexa swat her away. “This is ridiculous. I am not doing this here.”

“His hands are always-”

“Not. Here!” Clarke moved towards the locker rooms leaving Lexa even more agitated. 

Both girls changed into their regular clothes after a few huffs and mumbling about ‘how would you like if..’ from Lexa and Clarke feigning ignorance the whole time. 

On the way to Clarke’s old beater car that might have doubled as a wartime tank, neither spoke until they were both sat inside and the sickly rumble of the engine started to calm the brunette.

“How would you feel of every damn time you looked over you saw Costia standing right next to or touching me?” Lexa turned to look at Clarke, both of their eyes had flared with hints of anger before Clarke slide across the bench seat and crashed their lips together.

Just the thought of Costia near Lexa make Clarke want to pull her into the backseat and fuck her until all traces of Costia were erased. In the span of maybe 15 seconds, Clarke broke the kiss. Scanned the parking lot finding it empty. slid over her seat onto the back and tugged Lexa to follow.

The second the green eyed girls back hit the seat Clarke was again attacking her lips in a bruising kiss. Teeth clashing and lip biting and tongues dueling for dominance. Hands groped and prodded until Lexa’s shirts was pushed up and bra was yanked down as far as possible to reveal two hardening nipples. She made a trail down her neck with nips and bites before licking circles around the rock hard peaks. Clarke reached between them to slide her hand down to the girls track shorts and tugged them down and off. 

Lexa’s brain hadn’t really caught up to what exactly was happening but her body was screaming with want and need for everything that was being done. She groaned and mewled at the first swipe that went through her soaking folds. It was not even close to enough. She needed Clarke inside of her. Inside and stretching her and pounding in and out of her. 

After a few teasing swipes through the length of her slit, Lexa was squirming enough to try and force the contact where she wanted it most. “Stop being a fucking tease and get to the fucking me part Clarke!”

And that was it. That was all she needed. Her name being growled and the hint of begging. She moved herself back as much as she could, positioned Lexa’s leg on the front seatback and moved until she was face level with the girls dripping core. “Say it again. Tell me again what you want” 

“Jesus fuck Clarke! Get your mouth on me for fucks sake!” Clarke drug the tip of her tongue from entrance to clit before latching her lips around the stiffened bud. Two fingers slipped through wet folds to enter the girl. The pace wasn’t all that fast or hard but Clarke knew where to massage and when to curl her fingers. A few well timed flicks of her tongue and Lexa was arching and holding on to blonde hair and cursing incoherently and her mind was racing towards that grey space as she was worked all the way through her orgasm. 

“Fuck yes! Right fucking there right there right there! fuuuuuck... “ 

The blonde eased her fingers from Lexa taking care not to hit any over sensitive areas and crawled her way back up to lay half on half off of her.

“You’re the one that I love, Lexa. You. Only you.”

Lexa let out a contented sigh and slight nod. “He does it on purpose. I trust you. I know you love me. I know that. But Clarke..”  she took a few breaths to continue to slow her racing heartbeat “He should never feel that it’s okay to step that close in to your personal space. It’s a show is obvious disrespect towards both me and our relationship. Don’t you understand that?”

“He may as well be invisible Lex. Honestly I didn’t think of it the way you put it and I guess I understand what you mean now. But you have to know, he might have been right next to me but I only ever see you. My days are usually a series of thoughts about when I get to see you next and when I get to talk to you next and kiss you and fuck you and tell you I love you. “

“I love you too Clarke Griffin but honestly I don’t know how you can say such sweet things with that filthy mouth of yours! “

“I’m an artist Lexa. We are multidimensional people”

Jesus that was way longer than intended anon, but I hope you liked! 

but imagine these two assholes in swimsuits all summer while lifeguarding?? Ice cold showers for all after such sin sin sin.