You stood frozen, your breath quickening as Lexa’s lips lingered against yours. The soft pressure, the warmth, everything about it felt like an explosion in your chest. It was something you had never experienced before. You had been so focused on the weight of the world, on fighting for survival, that you never thought this would happen, not with her.

Then, suddenly, something shifted. The kiss deepened, and you felt your heart racing. You had to pull away.

She shoved Lexa back, her hands trembling as she wiped her lips. Her heart was pounding, not from excitement but from panic.

“I-I can’t,”

You gasped, your voice shaking.

Lexa stepped back, her expression unreadable.

“Clarke, you—”

“No!”

You cut her off, your voice rising. You could feel your cheeks burning with shame, with confusion, and with fear.

“I can’t do this, Lexa. You’re… you’re the Commander. You’re my superior, my ally. We work together. This… this can’t happen.”

Lexa didn’t say anything at first. She just watched you, her gaze intense, almost knowing.

You turned away, pacing in short, angry steps.

“I’ve never been with a woman before, Lexa. I don’t know what this is. I don’t even know what this means.”

Lexa’s voice was quiet but steady, like she was trying to steady you.

“I understand.”

Before you could respond, a sharp, loud horn split the tension in the air. It echoed through the trees, the sound unmistakable. It was a signal. A call from one of Lexa’s warriors, somewhere in the distance. The moment, fragile and delicate, shattered. You looked up, startled, as Lexa’s gaze flicked toward the source of the sound, her body immediately shifting into Commander mode.

Lexa’s voice was calm but commanding.

“We’ll continue this conversation later, Clarke.”

Her eyes met yours once more, but this time, there was no trace of uncertainty.

“For now, duty calls.”

You had no choice but to follow Lexa, to focus on the task ahead. But the feeling of Lexa’s touch, would haunt her long after the horn‘s call had faded