Let My Body Do The Work

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG It was hard to imagine a better Saturday afternoon than one spend doing homework with Clarke. Yes, homework. Harper's opinions of school tended to vary, she didn't hate it like some of the others obviously did and she sometimes even enjoyed it but it was becoming more often the case that she didn't turn up for every class that she should have been at. On the Ark, floating in orbit around the Earth, you wouldn't have thought that would be so easy. While she didn't enjoy the thought of missing classes, knowing it would hinder her later on when she went on to decide what to do with her life, Harper also had other things going on, like the fact that she was getting deeper into the information trade. Her small body allowed her to sneak around the Ark, spy and sell information for other things. It had started as a way to please her parents, and most of the stuff she got still went to them, but now she also found she enjoyed it. So yes, she wasn't always at school. That didn't affect her positive opinions on doing homework with Clarke, however. She was sure she would be happy to spend all the time in the world with Clarke doing whatever the other girl wished to do. That might have made her seem clingy. She guessed she could be that way. A friend as good as Clarke was one she wanted to keep hold of. As she walked down the hallway towards the Griffins' apartment, she found her excitement growing and a little odd feeling building in her stomach. She was nervous, she guessed, although she couldn't quite work out why. It would be the first time she had been to hang out with Clarke at her place, maybe that was it. The two had been growing progressively closer as friends, spending time together in and out of school but never at either of their places. Or it could have also been the fact that Harper was slightly suspicious of whether it would be homework, or whether her friend was planning an intervention over her poor school attendance. Either way, Harper would still be happy to spend some time with Clarke. Again, any time that she spent with Clarke would be good.  Doing homework with Clarke also beat any other opinions she had. Spending time with her parents at home sounded horrible, and time alone somewhere spying, while not horrible, wouldn't get anywhere near how good time spent a friend would be. It would be safe, legal and...nice with Clarke. Her face broke out in a slight blush, her mind going through other words that could easily replace nice. Happy that she was still outside the apartment, Harper ducked her head down and waited for her cheeks to cool before lifting a hand to knock at the door. As much as Harper liked to think of herself as a good liar, it was a different story around Clarke. She didn't know why, maybe the fact that Clarke tended to notice things more, but Harper found it considerably more difficult to think about lying around the other girl.  Clarke Griffin || I love this title sooo much! (TY Bells XD)

[Clarke Griffin]

She didn’t see Harper in a while. Clarke had noticed and heard how her friend didn’t turn up to all classes anymore. Given that she was not as privileged as Clarke was she guessed it might have something to do with one simple fact: She might be needed elsewhere. She might be needed by her parents to help keep them afloat while that never was an issue for Clarkes parents. She understood, which was why it was so important for her to have Harper over for homework. She didn’t want her friend to fail school because of something that she couldn’t help. She needed it. And Clarke could help it. 

Clarke jumped up excitedly when she heard the knock on the door. One could almost say she was skipping to the door, excited to see her friend again. Her parents were actually at work for a lot more hours. They had the apartment to themselves, which was something Clarke intended to make use of. She wanted to talk to Harper, to make sure the gaps she would have gotten were not as bad as they could be, so her best friend had a bright future as she deserved. Once Clarke opened the door, her eyes started to sparkle and a rush of emotion overtook her. She hadn’t seen her in ages – for a teenager at least. The rush made her rush forward and plant a kiss on Harpers cheek with a happy exclamation. “Harper!” She stepped back, reaching for her friends hand to all but drag her in. “Come in, come in. We got everything to ourselves! How are you?”

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Harper didn't have to wait long at all before the door opened and she saw Clarke. There was a flutter in her chest as she saw her, a reaction that she hadn't expected to have. Maybe it was just how long it had been since she had seen Clarke, the fact that so many classes had been missed. It seemed so far and few in between that Harper actually got to see Clarke nowadays. At least, it felt like that to her. She had obviously seen her not to long ago for them to plan this day but still, her heart seemed to be acting like they hadn't seen each other in years. Why was her heard even reacting? It just got worse though. Clarke stepped forward and pressed a kiss to Harper's cheek. The blush that had coloured Harper's cheeks before just came back and this time she would have no way of hiding it. It would have probably been a good time then for Harper to actually think a little bit about the little feelings that she knew had been growing around Clarke but she didn't want to. All she wanted to do was get inside the apartment and find a way to hide her blush from Clarke. It was so embarrassing. She got her wish, at least she was definitely going inside the apartment. Hand in hand with Clarke. If Harper had wanted to wipe the blush off of her face, now she really wouldn't be able to. As she was pulled into the apartment, she made the effort to grab the door behind her and shut it. Then she kept her head down in an attempt to hide her cheeks. "Clarke!" she exclaimed back, her voice sounding normal and excited even with the state of her cheeks and the general feelings and thought fluttering around her mind. "I'm great, how are you?"  Clarke Griffin || BLUSHING HARPS. SO CUUUUTEEE!

[Clarke Griffin]

Clarke turned around to look at Harper. They still held hands and for some reason Clarke didn’t want to let go. It was a bit like she thought it might be not seeing her for so long again if she let go. But there was more. There was the fact that it felt right. Her hand in Harpers felt warm and safe. Harper would never hurt her. At least she was convinced of that. Harper would always be there for her. And then there was the way her stomach fluttered, contracted and let go as if excited, so amazingly excited to see her. As she saw her friend, saw the blush there was only one thought in her mind left: Did she feel the same? Except, what did Clarke feel? It was chaotic and confusing. But there was something drawing her in. Something that made her look at Harpers lips, framed in the beautiful bright glowing red of Harpers blush. And the blush was adorable. 

It was just so tempting. She was right there, blushing adorably. And there was this feeling Clarke didn’t know what it was, but just by how confusing it was, could it be more? More than friendship? That was not something she expected. And not something she had any experiences with, other than stories, which were often overdoing it. Well, in stories this was going one way. And Clarke, being awkward and not really knowing what to do leaned forward. She still held onto Harpers hand as she pressed her lips softly to Harpers in a first, gentle, yet still innocent kiss. Now that sent her body buzzing, her blood felt like it was rushing through her fast, her stomach was doing summersaults. Now that was interesting and good!

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG There was a moment of silence where Clarke didn't let go of Harper's hand, and Harper didn't let go of Clarke's. Harper had no idea what was going through Clarke's mind in that moment, she just knew that it was feeding her blush and that it was managing to be both uncomfortable and comfortable at the same time. How could that even be possible? And as that moment went on for what Harper felt like was forever, she decided to look up again at Clarke even though she knew the blush was anything but faded from her cheeks. At this stage, her cheeks might never been a normal colour ever again. Could that happen? Maybe it could with how she was feeling for Clarke right then, whatever those feelings actually were. Her stomach was doing flips but not in the bad way where she expected to be sick, it was a feeling that she read as something good. Harper was looking at Clarke when she leaned forward and she froze. What was happening? But part of her definitely knew what was about to happen. Clarke's lips pressed against her own, soft and warm and in a reaction that felt like the most natural thing ever, Harper's eyes shut and she focused completely on that feeling of her nerves sparking at the light touch. Clarke was kissing her. The feelings that her been building towards Clarke, while still confusing and still intense made a little more sense than they had a few seconds before. Now Harper just felt herself wondering what to do. The initial shock passed and suddenly she was completely aware that she had no idea how to kiss. The only thing she was sure of was the fact that she never wanted it to end because it was something so good. Nervously, completely unsure of what she was doing, Harper moved her lips against Clarke's. Clarke Griffin || SO CUUUUTEEEE OH MY GOSH

[Clarke Griffin]

It felt surprisingly good. Kissing was great. It released butterflies in her stomach - if she could trust the images on the old pictures from earth. Butterflies were great, but she'd never see them. At least that way, she might have a semblance of what it might feel like and that was such a sweet feeling. She wanted to feel it again and again and again. But eventually Clarke felt like she had to pull back. She couldn't put her finger on why until she breathed in deeply. She had forgotten to breathe. That was why she had to pull back. She had to breathe. Clarke felt heat in her cheeks. It was clear that she was blushing. Letting go, Clarke raised her shoulders, clearly suddenly shy. 

"That was..." She began. And she had no words for it, really. How did one describe that kind of feeling? It was certainly an interesting one. But they were here for a reason. On top of this. She wanted to make sense of it. But how did one make sense of this? "I'm so glad you're here." Yeah she just showed that for sure. "How are you? I feel like I haven't seen you in ages." It wasn't that long, but long enough for young Clarke. It was probably longer because she felt something for her, somethign she could not even mention yet. "I... missed you."

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Harper's cheeks were never going to go back to their normal colour. When Clarke finally pulled back from the kiss, Harper breathed and found that she had to take in a few deep breaths before she got it under control again. Clarke had literally left her breathless and if Harper didn't feel so shy about what had just happened, she might have laughed about that. She managed to keep her gaze on Clarke as much as she sort of wanted to look away and hide her blushing face and it was good that she was looking at Clarke because she could see that she was now not the only one with reddened cheeks. Clarke was also blushing and she looked adorable doing it, Harper thought. When Clarke spoke and trailed off, Harper did laugh softly. "Great?" she offered but the word didn't really describe what it had been like to kiss Clarke, not at all. Listening to Clarke speak and feeling a small burst of confidence, Harper stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Clarke. It wasn't like the two hadn't hugged before but the gesture felt a lot more intimate to Harper after having been kissing her a few moments before. "I missed you, too," Harper said as she rested her chin on Clarke's shoulder. When she pulled back from the embrace, Harper felt a lot less shy than she had right after the kiss. Mostly, she now felt excited. Excited to be with Clarke, excited about their kiss, excited about, well, everything. How could she not be? "And I'm great," she said, answering Clarke's earlier question. "A lot more so now," she added, her voice quieter. So maybe she wasn't feeling completely confident about it all, at least about communicating it. She also wanted to kiss Clarke again but she definitely didn't feel confident enough to do that.  Clarke Griffin || They're so adorable!!!

[Clarke Griffin]

The hug felt so good to Clarke. She missed her friends presence, her embrace so much, but now it was different. Now it was them back together. And now it was them having kissed. Of all the things they could have done. It was them having kissed. And it was good. It was so good.  It felt like a lot of the worry and tension of the past days was gone, whipped away by a single kiss, her first kiss - if you didn't count the kiss she shared with Wells when they were both basically still toddlers. And really that one was brought on by their parents, who apparently thought it a given at that stage that they would end up falling in love and marrying and being the power couple on the Ark.

Now Clarke found herself having feelings for a girl. It should feel confusing, but with Harper it felt natural and wonderful and more logical than just assuming she would end up with Wells for good - which was still not impossible, cause Clarke didn't know what the future held. But she wanted to know more about what the presence held for them. "I think so, too." She moved to her bedroom. "We should probably start on the homework and then... talk? Or the other way around?" But if they started with the talking, Clarke knew they would never do their homework and she didn't want Harper to fail. She wanted Harper to be successful and happy in life. She had potential and Clarke wanted her to use it. 



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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Harper followed Clarke into her bedroom and it was difficult for her not to feel shy in the room. This was the first time Harper had ever been in the Griffins' apartment and so it was the first time she had ever been into Clarke's bedroom. After having just kissed the girl, it felt like an extremely intimate place to be. But Harper definitely wasn't going to complain about where Clarke was leading her, especially because giving the complaint would involve explaining why and...Harper was feeling way to shy to do that. It wasn't like Harper was going to kiss Clarke again and it wasn't like she was able to explain why the bedroom might not be the best place to be so she guessed she had no choice but to try and make herself feel comfortable in the room.  When Clarke mentioned homework, Harper found herself laughing. She had almost forgotten the actual purpose of her visit, that they were meant to be doing homework. Of course. Then, Harper definitely didn't feel like doing homework now. She felt shy, sure, but that didn't mean she didn't want to kiss Clarke again. And again. That first kiss had felt so amazing and all Harper wanted was to feel like again. If Clarke was mentioning doing homework or talking...did she even want to kiss Harper again? It took Harper a moment and a couple of deep breaths to get up the courage to say something. "Do you..." she trailed off, blush colouring her cheeks again. She couldn't find it in herself to ask it and she definitely couldn't find it in herself to make the move to kiss her again. "Um, was the kiss, was it fine?" she asked, unable to meet Clarke's eyes as she asked it. Never had Harper felt as she shy as she did then. It felt quite stupid to her and she had no idea how Clarke could be making her feel such a way. Obviously the feelings she held for Clarke would have built up over time but she had never felt this shy around her. Not before the kiss. Clarke Griffin || Such cutie pies!

[Clarke Griffin]

Clarke blushed even more at the question. This was her first kiss after all. She had nothing really to compare it to. But the rush she felt, the feelings in her, those were a sign, surely. It had to be a sign. Clarke smiled softly, her cheeks colored as she blushed once more. This was awkward in itself, but not to bad. This was not too bad at all. Maybe talking about it was even better. 

"It was." Clarke agreed softly. "I think I wanted to do this for a while." And she had been too chicken to actually do it. but now all of that had changed. Now in the spurr of the moment Clarke had kissed Harper and she wanted to kiss her again and again and again. And maybe she should just say that? Maybe she should just be honest with where she wanted this to go right now. Because she wanted to kiss Harper again. "Can we kiss again?" She asked shyly. And that was about how courageous she was in that moment. She blushed even deeper red and then looked down, not daring to look at Harper. 

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Clarke's answer had Harper's heard skip a beat, mostly because she didn't expect an answer like that at all. She had expected a yes or a no but to hear Clarke say that she had wanted to kiss her for a while, that was amazing. Harper's cheeks grew warmer from her blush and she still couldn't find the courage to look up and meet Clarke's eyes. If this was what it was going to be like all the time, Harper was going to get very annoyed with herself very quickly. Harper didn't want to do homework and yet she still couldn't find it in herself to tell Clarke what she wanted to do, even with the encouragement she had gotten with Clarke's answer and comment. Harper was pretty much getting sick of herself by then and if Clarke hadn't gotten up the courage to ask if they could kiss again, Harper wasn't sure what she would have done. That didn't matter, Clarke asked if they could kiss again. She asked the question that Harper couldn't manage to find the confidence to ask. "Yes," Harper simply answered. She took a step closer to Clarke, forcing herself to look up at the other girl and noticing the fact that they were both blushing just as bad as each other. "Was that your first kiss?" Harper suddenly asked, the question brought on by how nervous Clarke seemed. It had definitely been Harper's first kiss and if it had been Clarke's as well, that would probably make Harper feel a little less shy about the whole thing. It actually terrified her to think that it could have been her first kiss while Clarke had kissed other people before. Whichever it was though, Clarke had asked to kiss again and Harper wanted to do that. She leaned forward and kissed Clarke's soft lips, her eyelids fluttering shut. Clarke Griffin || CUTIE PIES

[Clarke Griffin]

"Depends." Clarke whispered in reply to Harpers question. It was, in many ways her first kiss and she was rather sure Harper would count this as her first kiss, too. Because the kisses she had before had no meaning like that. It wasn't due to soft feelings, but due to... well how could one describe the feelings back then? Friendship? Daring? Parents being parents and thinking their toddlers were perfect matches? And back then she was rather sure they actually were. Back then she even announced her intention to marry him. At three years old that was easy to say, but hard to keep. "I kissed Wells a couple of times." She admitted with a grin. "We were like three of four. So I think those don't exactly count." At least she would say they didn't. They weren't in love, just friends. They still weren't in love. It was more brother and sister, even if their parents might want to see something else entirely. 

"Was it yours?" Clarke couldn't tell. For her, that being her first real kiss, she had no idea what to make of her blush. Maybe it was just how she reacted to things. Maybe she had kissed before. Maybe she was the first girl Harper kissed. or she was the first person Harper kissed altogether. Or she was completely wrong. Clarke just couldn't know anything like that.  She was so sheltered here, this situation was rather foreign to her. 



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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG The beginning of Clarke's reply had that little bit of self consciousness build up in Harper. Even though Clarke had said that the kiss was fine, that she had been wanting to kiss Harper for a while...Harper was feeling a little worried that Clarke had kissed people before and that Harper wasn't really sure how to kiss, not well at least. Clarke kept speaking, though, and Harper grew relieved at the fact that it was Clarke's first kiss. They were sharing this new experience, a new experience not just for Harper but for Clarke as well. She couldn't find herself surprised at the fact that Clarke had kissed Wells, everyone knew they were close, but to hear it had only been when they were still toddlers was a good thing in that moment. The self-consciousness that Harper had felt faded to a degree, although she couldn't seem to get rid of it completely. The question was bounced back in Harper's direction. She nodded, forcing her own eyes to stay on Clarke's face, on her eyes, rather than look down in embarrassment or to focus on Clarke's lips. Both of those things were what Harper wanted to do. The second more than the first. "It was," she said as she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. Watching Clarke's face as she did, Harper hesitantly lifted her hand to Clarke's cheek, letting her palm rest against the soft skin. Her heart beat hard enough in her chest that she couldn't help but be aware of it. "I..." she began but laughed nervously as she trailed off. Her eyes grazed down Clarke's face to her lips, almost of their own accord. "I want to kiss you again," she whispered, the words came out quicker than she had meant them to and colour stayed in her cheeks. Taking in a deep breath as she did, Harper leaned forward to break the space between their faces. Her lips came alive again as they met with Clarke's, her eyes shut as she focused in on that feeling. Clarke Griffin || lolwhat I actually wrote a post

[Clarke Griffin]

It was like in the stories. It was awkward and the teens didn’t know what to do. They spoke too much. And so did Harper and Clarke there. They spoke too much. But at least they set up all the boundaries. They left nothing to be desired, consent and the clearness that, yes, they were testing out their limits with something they hadn’t done before. And she liked it. It felt good. Clarke had heard in history, that sexuality was a big deal back on the ground, here, she never heard of it. That was probably a thing of the past. She didn’t care. Clarke kissed her back, trying to deepen it experimentally, kissing her deeper by angling her head a bit different. But that, too left her breathless soon, too.

Clarke giggled at that. “Kissing is … hard work... physically.” Not hard work, but not easy. This was awkward to voice. “I never thought it would be… like that. But I love it. I love every moment of it. You?” She wanted more. But she really needed to breathe. Clarke took her hand. “Harper… what do you think?” She needed to know how she thought about all of that. “I really … don’t know how to say that without making a fool of myself.”

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This is my Fight Song --TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONG Harper was happy that she had made that move, leaned forward and allowed them to have that second kiss. It was just as nice as the first, all the nerves lighting up on her lips in a way that was unfamiliar but absolutely perfect. Harper had never been so aware of how much her lips could actually feel and now without that shock of their initial, having expected this, Harper was able to fully appreciate that. Adding to it all was the fact that they had both communicated that this was something new, that it was also something that both of them wanted to do. Harper didn't know how it really worked but she knew that the kiss felt better with that knowledge in mind, even though she didn't have anything to compare it to. The consent opened her up to really appreciate and take full advantage of this situation she had found herself in. When Clarke angled her head differently, Harper made no complaints, going along with her lead and sort of hoping that the change of position would allow them a longer kiss without having to stop to breathe. That would be nice but it didn't happen. Harper's hand had moved down from Clarke's cheek by then, onto her shoulder, and she kept it there. At the sound of Clarke's laugh, Harper found a bright and slightly amused smile fall onto her own lips. She liked the sound of her laugh, more than she remembered liking it in the past. Harper laughed herself at Clarke's first comment, the laughter following her having caught her breath. Harper definitely understood what Clarke was talking about, the way that breathing was difficult and the action left Harper feeling more breathless than she thought she would from from it. When Clarke mentioned that she hadn't thought it would be like that, Harper could only nod. She only nodded again when Clarke mentioned loving it, the action coming with a fresh heat in her cheeks. Not that Clarke loved kissing but that she had just said she loved kissing Harper. That was a reason for her to feel shy again and a reason for her to feel a fresh wave of excitement. It took a bit of an effort for her to not just kiss Clarke again. Already Harper felt like she was addicted to the feeling. "I love it, too. So much." She was surprised by the confidence her voice held that it hadn't held earlier. Maybe it was that she was just echoing words that Clarke had said to her, or maybe her shyness would fade. "I think... that this is a really good thing," she said, heart back to beating hard in her chest. "You aren't making a fool of yourself. It's... it isn't easy to talk about." That felt like an understatement, really, with how awkward Harper felt. And the fact that she was pausing in her words, unsure of what she was really saying. It wasn't like her. She squeezed Clarke's hand, finding comfort in the gesture and the fact that both her hands were touching Clarke -- one rested on Clarke's shoulder and the other holding Clarke's hand. The touch, as innocent as it was, was comforting and helped in holding back some of the shyness that Harper still felt. It suddenly made a little more sense why Clarke had made that first move to kiss her, since they had been holding hands then as well. "Kissing is hard work, sort of, but I think it's worth it I think." She let the hand on Clarke's shoulder move down her arm, the movements slow and purposeful, heat rising again to her cheeks as she then took hold of Clarke's other hand. "Maybe we'll... learn to breathe if we practice?" A soft giggle left her lips and she found her gaze wandering down to Clarke's lips. Clarke Griffin || This turned out way longer than expected!