When Ground Met Sky

Let Me

Her hand started at Clarke's shoulder and moved down, caressing her side and then squeezing her ass. She leaned into Clarke and kissed her neck and shoulder.

The water was up to their lower thigh, just above their knees. It was warm and reflecting the lights of the candles that surrounded them.

"Sit down with me." Lexa pulled Clarke's arm as she lowered herself into the bath, the water reaching her chest.

Clarke sat down in front of Lexa, moving her hands around in the warm water. "This is so nice."

"Come here." Lexa grabbed Clarke around the waist and turned her, pulling her back into her front. She leaned back against the wall and brought Clarke between her legs, tangling them together.

Lexa leaned her head against Clarke's right shoulder, her arms around Clarke's waist under the water. Clarke leaned back into Lexa and she put her chin on Clarke's shoulder, kissing the side of her face periodically.

Lexa brought her hands to Clarke's shoulders, splashing water over her skin and rubbing it down her arms.

Lexa reached to the edge of the bath, grabbing a bar of soap. She scooted back slightly from Clarke so that she can see her back and begins rubbing the soap over skin.

Clarke turns around so she is sitting in Lexa's lap facing her with with her arms around her shoulders. Lexa continues to rub the soap all over her body, the water around them turning soapy.

Clarke runs her fingers through Lexa's hair, unbraiding it as she does so. The soapy water making suds in her hair.

Clarke laughed at the sight of Lexa with soapy white hair. "You look cute."

Lexa smiled warmly before rubbing the soap on her hands and then lathering Clarke's hair. She made Clarke's hair into spikes, the soap making her hair stand up.

Clarke quickly realized and ran her fingers over her own hair, flattening the spikes. "You're so childish."

"Maybe so." Lexa leaned into Clarke and kissed her cheek, "I have many layers."

"Like an onion?" Clarke whispered under her breath.

Lexa gave Clarke a blank expression, her romantic gesture falling flat. "Yes..like an onion." She rolled her eyes.

"I'm just playing with you. You're hot."

"Oh yeah?" Lexa leaned forward a mischievous grin on her face.

"I like this Lexa."

"Me too." Lexa rested her head on Clarke's chest, Clarke wrapping her arms around her. Holding her.

"We should get out. The waters cold." Clarke stood from the bath, offering her hand to Lexa.

Lexa looked up at her confused, "No it's not."

"Just get out." Clarke offered her hand again to Lexa.

Lexa grinned, now understanding Clarke's intentions. "In a hurry now are we?"

Clarke pulled her bottom lip through her teeth, "Can you blame me?"

"No." Lexa stood, taking Clarke's hand and following her into the other room.

Clarke sat down on the bed and Lexa pushed her backwards and onto her back, climbing on top of her.

"Lexa."

Lexa sighed into the base of Clarke's neck where she was planting heated kisses. "Yes?"

Clarke grabbed Lexa's shoulders and pushed her to the side of her and onto her back, Clarke quickly straddling her. Lexa ran her fingers up and down Clarke's legs, gripping her upper thighs and hips.