#clexa quote

“Clarke.” Lexa repeated, the sound tugging harder at Clarke than anything ever could. “Don’t go. Please. I can’t . . . If you walk away now, there won’t be anything left of me to be able to love you. There won’t be anything left of me to love.” Clarke could hear her trying to instill determination and courage in her voice in one last try. “I love you, Clarke. Please, fight for us.”

Lexa's expression slowly changes from one of blank patience. She looks soft. Happy to see Clarke on her doorstep. But Clarke can't get that look of pain out of her mind. She never wants Lexa to look like that again. Vows to never, ever cause it. "I was hoping you'd catch up," Lexa speaks first, surprising Clarke.  Her voice is quiet and gentle. Pulling Clarke out of her stormy, mish-mashed thoughts. Her eyes are deep and tender when Clarke chances a glance at them. Full of affection. "What took you so long?" It is the best kind of overwhelming. It absolutely breaks her.

Clarke shrugged. “Maybe if you hadn’t thrown me in the mud last week, things would have remained peaceful.” Lexa chuckled. “You tripped, Clarke. You’re very clumsy.” “Yeah, with your leg. Clumsy my ass.”

“Clarke's fingers fit around Lexa's pale throat like they were always meant to be here, and Clarke's fingers work inside her like they were always meant to be there too.”

“I’m a bad decision,” Clarke whispers just loud enough for Lexa to hear above all the buzz from the bar, closing the distance again until their noses touch, “Do me .”

“Sometimes, when Clarke was straddling Lexa, when Lexa had two fingers pumping inside her and her other hand gripping her ass, keeping her in place while she sucked on her breasts, Clarke felt on the verge of tears.”

“Listen, I’m all for you getting some on the regular but you should be aware of what you’re getting into with this girl.” Anya punctuates this with a big slurp of her coffee. “Because, real talk, I don’t want you to come crying to me in a month’s time when your extra gay ass has gone and rented a U-Haul and put down a deposit on two pedigree cats named Xena and Gabrielle for nothing. So, talk to her, please. For my sanity as well as your own.”