*Warning smut ahead do not read if you have anything against girlgirl or anything against smut*

These are just reposts from Ao3 that are not mine the author will be listed at the top of each chapter.

Like Rabbits

Byhappypugfics

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It was a decent enough day for hunting. There was some early morning fog, but it wasn't so thick that the group wouldn't be able to see. If anything, it would give them a little extra cover for sneaking up on two-headed dear and the like. Bellamy was going out, doing his duty, with a fine size hunting party.

They had split off into groups, trekking into the woods and through the fog. The largest of the groups set out to hunt the larger game while Bellamy slipped through the underbrush in hopes of finding some rabbit or fox holes to set up some traps. Everyone had been set to task, and when he heard some rustling in the brush, he all but assumed he had a good lead on some meat.

Twigs snapping. Leaves rustling. He stopped just behind some bushes, listening intently. It could be a rabbit, a giant rat, or something equally ridiculously mutated and dangerous. He needed to be careful; it was, after all, still dangerous out here in the woods. Reapers could be about or other grounder tribes. Big cats, eight legged bears…anything.

Heavy breathing. Something large then. He silently shifted his gun on his back, then took up the three pronged spear in his hand to prepare himself. He moved his free hand to part the brush to get a peak when-

"Oh f-fuck, Lexa. Right there…"

His hand stopped. That definitely had not been a rabbit.

"Yeah…yeah! More…"

I know that voice…shit, I know that voice! Bellamy almost blushed. Almost. His hand slowly moved part of the bush aside.That's Clarke's voi—

Heavy breathing. Twigs and leaves rustling. It made quite a lot of sense now. The almost blush, was now complete. Certainly not rabbits.Well…

Clarke's bare back was pressed hard against a mossy tree. The rest of her was similarly clad…or unclad, and if Bellamy had taken a moment to look down at the bottom of the bush, he would have recognized her clothes. Lexa was between Clarke's legs, which were wrapped around her in a vice grip as the blonde's head was thrown back against the tree, mouth agape, moaning out multiple sounds of approval.

One of Lexa's strong arms was wrapped around Clarke, holding her up against the tree, and her black makeup was smudged all over Clarke's neck and shoulders from where the Commander was kissing and biting there. She was fully clothed, and Bellamy didn't have any time to wonder why because Lexa's other hand was thrusting in and out of the blonde's center at top speed. Lexa rubbed her thumb between Clarke's wet folds, circling around a throbbing pink bundle of nerves as three fingers pumped and rubbed inside. She had a terribly wicked grin on her face.

Clarke's hands were all in her hair, pulling the commander's head closer to her neck. "Almost…I'm—" The blonde didn't get to finish before Lexa bit down on her pulse point at her neck, leaving a bright red mark. She felt Clarke's insides clench around her fingers as she continued and the blonde began to quake, thrusting her hips down into the grounder's hand.

Bellamy's blush deepened and he quickly took his hand away from the brush, letting it close, but that didn't stop him from hearing Clarke moan Lexa's name as she came. He waited a moment, too embarrassed to move before he head them speak.

"There now, being loud is so much more fun when you're outdoors. You don't make sounds like that in my tent," Lexa commented. Bellamy could almost hear the pleased smile plastered across her face.

"Ok, ok, so you were right! I'll just have to listen to your suggestions more often,Commander," Clarke's voice was still a little shaky. He could hear them walking.

"Get my clothes will you?" The blonde asked.

The dark haired woman pursed her lips, taking in the sights of Clarke pulling some moss off her back, but still gloriously naked, before she shrugged, "Fine, fine. I don't want to share my prize with the world anyway."

Bellamy realized too late where Clarke's clothes were, and before he could sneak away, a gloved hand shot through the bush and grabbed him up by his collar.

"You thought you would spy on us, huh?!" Lexa held him fast and she could hear Clarke shriek from behind her.

"Bellamy!!?" before she hid behind the tree she had just been writhing against.

"N-no!NO!II was hunting! I heard some rustling and thought it could be an animal!" a strip across his nose was as bright red as a strawberry. His eyes darted around, trying to look anywhere but at Lexa and Clarke, who could still be heard shrieking behind the tree for Lexa to put him down and get her clothes.

The young Commander chuckled to herself and released him, "Go and finish hunting then." She shoved him off, and Bellamy almost tripped over a rock as he ran back towards the camp.

Lexa picked up Clarke's clothes and brought them over to her. The blonde's face was red, but Lexa still had a funny grin on her face.

"This was your idea!" Clarke huffed as she tugged up her pants. "Let's do it in the woods. It will be exciting. You can be loud!People can walk up on us!" She was trying to be serious but all Lexa could do was laugh at how cute she looked when she was angry and frustrated.

"Hey, you. It's not like Bellamy to come back empty handed," Raven said, throwing an arm over Bellamy's shoulder as he walked back into camp. The blush had faded from his cheeks, but it threatened to come back. "Did the big strong leader not find anything?" The girl teased, hitting him lightly in the side with her free hand.

"I found some…" He thought about it for a moment, "rabbits."

"Oh yeah? And where are they? I don't see any." Raven challenged.

"They uh….they got away…." Bellamy's blush returned as they walked down the street. No one noticed Clarke and Lexa slipping back into the Commander's tent.