Our People (the Third Book of the Her Weakness series)

Chapter 137

Lexa's POV

I am grateful for the fact that we do not have to wake up early in the morning. I do not think Clarke and I would have gotten any sleep at all. As it is, the next day we are running on only a few hours of sleep. Between rounds, we did not nap like usual. Instead, we stayed up and talked. It was absolutely amazing and I regret nothing, not even with the tiredness I feel.

When I wake up, I see that Clarke's stunning blue eyes are already focused on me. I yawn sleepily and Clarke kisses my nose, making me smile.

"Good morning," she husks at me.

I shiver. I cannot tell if it is from her waking up, our eventful night where both our voices were strained, or if she wants to have one last round before we rejoin the others.

"Good morning, hodnes (love). Do you know what time it is?" I ask.

"Time for kisses?" Clarke suggests cutely.

I laugh at her response and she grins. I tug her hand that is somehow still in mine from when we fell asleep (or rather, she collapsed on top of me and we passed out). Clarke chuckles, the sound rumbling low in her throat as she scoots closer. She brushes my hair from my face with her hand that is not in mine.

Clarke leans in and kisses me sweetly. It is a more kiss innocent than the ones we shared last night and in the wee hours of the morning. I get lost in it, in the feeling of her against me. Not in a sexual way, but in a "gods, I cannot believe that out of anyone, this amazing beautiful woman chose me and she feels incredible" way.

We are broken apart by Raven's shout. "You two better not start banging again! Get up!"

Clarke huffs in annoyance while I stifle my laughter. "We aren't, Rae! And like you and O were any better last night. You went almost as late as we did!"

"Almost? Hear that, babe?"

Raven's voice seems cheerier than I would expect, knowing how she and her girlfriend hate to lose. Even if the competition is in their heads or something along the lines of "we can have sex longer than you."

Octavia's swearing makes my eyebrows raise and I exchange a look with Clarke, who seems just as amused as I am now.

"Float you guys. Now I owe Rae a-"

"Not in front of them, babe." Raven interrupts. "I win, you lose. Now you have to do that. You promised."

"Ugh. I hate when you win." Octavia grumbles but the lightness in her tone lets us know she does not really mind. "Alright, fine. I hope you get sand up your butt crack while we do it."

"Thanks, babe." Raven sing-songs. 

She does not seem concerned by Octavia's wish or the fact that Clarke and I seem equally as disturbed.

"Just do not do it close to a town," I tell them. "If you are going to make love in the sand, you might as well do it without the chance of someone seeing you."

"Alright," Raven sighs. "Now get up, you two! It's like noon!"

My eyes widen. Noon? I cannot remember the last time I slept past nine thirty in the morning.

"You must have really worn me out, ai alf-keryon (my half soul, so basically soulmate)." I murmur.

Clarke just beams at me, probably because her favorite term for me to use as a nickname for her is ai alf-keryon. She kisses me quickly and drags us both out of bed. I sigh unhappily as the warmth of her body leaves me. Not that I need, we are in the desert.

I pick out clothes while Clarke pours us both a glass of water. She had the foresight to bring a jug in last night before we got started. It came in handy, we did not have to get dressed or leave the tent when we got thirsty.

Clarke frowns at the clothes I have laid out on the furs. "Babe? These are long sleeved shirts and long pants. Shouldn't we be wearing short sleeves and shorts?"

"I am sure there is a more scientific explanation for this, but essentially it is to keep the warmer air out. And also to protect you from sunburns. I nearly forgot about it until last night." I admit.

"Wait," Clarke squints at me. "That's why you leapt out of bed right when I was about to-" She cuts herself off. "That's what was so important you just had to write it down?"

I blush and avoid eye contact until Clarke starts laughing.

"Clarke." I say, confused by her response.

"Sorry, it's just..." She lets out a breath and grins at me. "I'm just remembering you practically leaping off of me, ignoring my whining and my complaints, all because you didn't want us to get a sunburn."

The blush creeps down my neck. "That is not its only-"

"I know, babe. It's just you're... Absolutely adorable."

I huff and Clarke struts over. She kisses me until my mind is blank (which admittedly does not take long). She then walks over and bends over to pick up the clothes. I avert my eyes so I do not get tempted to push her back in bed.

We put on our clothes and our "shoulder pads" as Clarke calls them. Clarke kisses me one last time as we start packing up everything in our tent. We walk out, our stomachs grumbling unhappily at the same time.

"Finally!" Raven calls. "Come on, then. Lunch is ready. Unless you two are full from all of the eating you did last night."

Clarke chokes on nothing and I blush yet again, says squeezing her hand. "No," she clears her throat. "We're starving."

"Burned a lot if calories, then?" Raven says casually.

"Rae! Let them eat." Octavia bats her firlfriend's arm playfully. "We have an entire horse ride where we can tease them."

Octavia and Raven's laughter drowns out Clarke and my groans.

Hopefully this chapter was good! I just got done studying for an AP Stats test I need to retake! And thank you to the person who commented last chapter about how they should be wearing long sleeves and stuff in the desert! :) Next chapter, traveling! Thank you all for reading and for your amazing comments! Stay awesome!