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vmplvr1977 · 5 months

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If Josie is in Clarke’s head, can she know when they fuck and read Clarke’s mind when she thirsts over Lexa ?

Oh, definitely! And she's gonna give Lexa shit over it in the next chapter! I don't normally do this, but I decided to add a snippet from the next chapter in my answer... it's not edited, so please forgive any errors.

Spoilers for the next chapter below the cut!!

"Ugh, you two are fucking insatiable," Her mother groaned, prompting an eye roll from Lexa.

"Stay out of my head, nomon," She grumbled. Her thoughts regarding Clarke were private, and the last thing Lexa wanted was her mother rummaging around in her mind while she lusted after her mate-to-be.

But, of course, her mother insisted on being obstinate. "I can't really help it, especially with you both drooling over each other nonstop. Do you have any idea how many times Clarke thinks about doing the nasty with you?"

Lexa fought the blush that dared to give her away. "We are not having this discussion."

Determined to change the subject, and avoid her mother, Lexa strode towards her cottage. She should have known her mother wouldn't drop the subject. Josephine Lightbourne was a bloodhound when it came to sticking her nose in her daughter's personal matters. Today would be no different.

"Oh, we are definitely having this conversation," Her mother insisted as she trailed behind Lexa with a determined gait. "Because you clearly haven't thought this out. Do you want to be knocked up for the next millennia? Cuz that's where this is headed."

Lexa let out an exasperated huff. "You must be joking, nomon! I'm a vampire, not a,"

"No, you're a Prime. Meaning you're just as capable of popping a few dozen pups out as the next omega," Josephine retorted. "I'd suggest you practice safe sex, but we both know that's out the window— especially with your 'you can only cum inside me' rule."

Her mother rolled her eyes, while Lexa's cheeks burned hotter than ever. This was a nightmare, one Lexa hadn't considered until now. She knew her mother could enter hers or Clarke's mind whenever she pleased. But she never imagined her nomon would stick her nose into Lexa's sex life.

"I'm not being judgy. Clarke's one hell of a catch," Her mother continued. "And no offense to your previous lovers, but you pretty much traded up from a rickety hunk of junk to a Ferrari."

Lexa didn't spare her mother a glance as she entered her and Clarke's cottage, slamming the door in Josephine's face. It was a major downgrade from the penthouse in Polis, but their hut was cozy, with room to grow. With the prospect of splitting time between the forest and Polis, Lexa had considered turning the extra bedroom into an office.

She'd hoped her mother would get the message and this discussion was over. But Josephine Lightbourne was almost as determined as Clarke. So, it was no surprise that Lexa's mother was sitting across from her with a smirk the moment her daughter plopped onto the couch.

"Go away," Lexa demanded.

"Look, I get it," Her mother offered. "You've been avoiding alphas since you were a kid, and Clarke's fucking irresistable. She's got your inner wolf ass up and tits out, which is totally understandable."

"Please stop," Lexa begged, burying her face in her hands as if it might make her mother vanish. But she knew better. When has Josephine Lightbourne ever let go of anything?

"Just between us girls, I kinda love your mate's body," Her mother smirked. "I mean, look at her, all muscly and confident. And she's good with pups? What girl or guy wouldn't fall for that?"

Lexa followed her mother's gaze out of the window, finding Clarke trotting proudly on four feet. It wasn't lost on Lexa that the wolf likely overheard their conversation. Knowing Clarke, the alpha didn't care if Lexa's mother knew they were fucking like rabbits.

In fact, she was reasonably confident Clarke was proud to be the one who sent Lexa tumbling over more times than the vampire could count. Wolves weren't ashamed of sex, as it was a major part of their lifestyle. Normally, Lexa wouldn't bat an eye on the subject. But this was her mother drooling over Clarke, making it wildly inappropriate.

"But you gotta be smart, Lex. Clarkey's got the equivalent of two state-fair size watermelons for a ball sack," Her mother unabashedly offered, further mortifying her daughter. "And you're letting her nut inside you?!"

"Oh, gods!" Lexa covered her face once more.

"I feel sorry for whoever has to clean your sheets," Josephine mumbled, shaking her head as she watched her daughter's lover rolling around on the ground.

"I'm begging you, nomon, please stop!" Lexa pleaded, refusing to meet her mother's gaze.

"And let's face it, you two have a lot of sex," Her mother continued. "When you're not, Clarke's thinking about it— like all the fucking time. Seriously, being in her head is like watching a fucking porno marathon."

"Em pleni, nomon (Enough)!" Lexa didn't mean to shout, but it seemed like her only option.

Still, it didn't deter her mother in the slightest.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm all for having a million grandkids running around, which is a low number given how insatiable you two are." Her mother rolled her eyes. "But I don't think you've thought this whole 'only cum inside me' rule of yours through— especially with her rut coming."

#f: whims/winds of fate/destiny #t answers stuff #josie being /that/ mom #wanheda's dagger 🗡

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lexa-griffins · 2 years

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Hi 😊 Here's some porn for your wanheda's dagger tag. I was inspired by @rakupunkusrex NSFW fanart of Lexa tied up and gagged on the table

The needy commander was tied up, gagged, and blindfolded on her table. She looked beautiful as the glow of the candles illuminated her submission. Her nipples were hard and ached to be touched. Her underwear was soaked and her wetness leaked into her dark pants leaving a noticeable wet patch there. As the minutes ticked by, the wet patch grew as lustful thoughts and desires of her Dom filled Lexa's mind

Lexa felt the cold tip of the blade tracing her skin and following the contours of her muscles and veins. She shivered as it delicately passed along her neck. She whimpered when it traced her supple breasts. She hissed when it circled around her aching nipples. She groaned when it outlined her abs along her firm stomach. She gasped when it ran up and down her thighs and across her mound. She moaned when the blade's handle pressed into her pants and applied sweet pressure onto her throbbing clit

The blade left tiny red indentations on her exposed skin which were later soothed with the warmth of Clarke's tongue letting Lexa fully relax into her comforting touch. However, she hissed when she was caught off guard by the feeling of hot candle wax cooling on her skin. She was at the mercy of Clarke who painted random patterns across the canvas of her pale skin

She thrashed trying to soothe the sudden burn but the ropes held her tightly in place to the table. She secretly loved the feeling of helplessness as the ropes restricted her movements and she was forced to accept the pain

Next, Lexa felt a hand being shoved down her pants and into her ruined panties as warm fingers ran through her puffy folds slick with her wetness. The fingers moved up and coated her aching clit with her slick

"I love how my slut gets this wet and desperate for me. I can't wait to plunge my cock into your soaking cunt." Lexa uttered a desperate moan after hearing her Dom's sinful compliment

Suddenly, Lexa felt herself being lifted off the table. Together, her pants and underwear were forcefully shoved down her ass before she was unceremoniously dropped back down. Her cheeks stung from the sudden impact on the wooden table and she started rubbing her thighs together desperately trying to soothe the pain. The friction of her rubbing inadvertently ignited a fire in her loins that grew with intensity

Lexa chased this feeling until a palm suddenly slapped her ass. She cried out and was reprimanded by Clarke that good girls aren't allowed to cum without her permission. Lexa whined when Clarke told her she had to be punished for her behavior. Since Lexa couldn't follow directions like the good girl she thought she was, Clarke might as well leave her all alone, tied up, gagged, and blindfolded so she could reflect on her bad behavior

Lexa heard Clarke leave and she was suddenly abandoned in the quietness of her throne room. She was vulnerable as she lay helpless on the table left to wallow in her thoughts at disappointing her Dom

She sniffled as tears started to well up hoping that Clarke would forgive her. She was a good girl and wanted to please her Dom. She hoped her lack of restraint would not end her night early without any relief for the throbbing ache in her core

Finally after what felt like an eternity, Lexa heard familiar footsteps approaching just minutes later. Lexa couldn't help but smile underneath her gag when Clarke returned. She froze and held her breath when she heard a zipper being pulled down

Next, soft hands reached for her gag and pulled it down her mouth. Those same hands reached behind her head and untied the blindfold. Slowly opening her eyes, warm blue eyes greeted her own

"What are you?" Clarke's raspy voice asked her

Lexa thought hard for the right response before she looked longingly into those blue eyes and replied, "Your's"

Not a moment later, a hard and stiff head started pushing its way into her dripping slit and slowly inched forward, stretching her tight walls and filling her up with a delicious pressure that consumed her core

Her moans increased in pitch the deeper that Clarke sunk inside her until their hips were finally flush. Lexa groaned when she felt Clarke's head leaving wet kisses on her womb

Clarke touched her in ways no one else could both physically and emotionally. Without pulling out, Clarke slowly grinded into her to savor the intense feeling of being wrapped around her tight heat

That delicious grinding slowly transitioned to a languid roll of Clarke's hips that slid her dick out of the warmth of Lexa's body before pushing back into its hot embrace. She felt Clarke's precum mixing with her wetness and aided her glide. Her muscles started to flutter as Clarke's strokes perfectly rubbed against her silky ridges

Peace and comfort flowed through Lexa's veins as her body opened itself up to Clarke. She willingly accepted everything that Clarke gave her in that moment. She felt herself climbing higher and higher to the precipice with each thrust against her sensitive walls. She sensed cracks forming that threatened to break the dam and unleash the flood of ecstasy in her core

"Cum for me" was the last thing Lexa heard before her orgasm shattered her body into a million pieces that each burned with the intensity of a supernova and unleashed a wave of pleasure to ignite her nerves from her core to the tips of her limbs. Her mind soared as she succumbed to the climax consuming her body

The sensation of Clarke's throbbing dick spurting out jets of cum deep inside her sensitive walls pushed her off the edge again and into the path of another blinding wave of ecstasy that drowned out her senses

She couldn't think but just feel. She felt her walls milking Clarke's cock. She felt Clarke's hips driving deeper into her core. She felt Clarke's warm skin shuddering above her. She felt Clarke's comforting weight smothering her into the hardness of the table. She felt Clarke's heart racing and pounding against her breasts. Most importantly, she felt bliss

A sudden silence enveloped the room as they recovered from their climax. It felt safe, warm, and intimate. It was only broken when "I love you" escaped from Lexa's lips. Clarke faced her and replied with a wide smile, "I know"

😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳 Rory, holy fuck

Imma need more than a few moments..... 😳

#letter opened #heda-in-the-clouds #wanheda's dagger #clexa #i fucking love danger #clarkes dagger ft clarkes actual dagger 🗡#🥵

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