Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Octavia Blake whimpered in pleasure, partly because she still had her wife Clarke Griffin's tongue deep inside her ass, but also partly because her other wives had arrived. The joy of seeing them was momentarily replaced by embarrassment, her cheeks flushing as...
While finally I had to depart. My friend Rick's son was returning home and I needed to move on. There wasn't much in the area I was looking for but came across this AirBnB place. It turned out to be relatively expensive for a small room with lousy weak wifi, a messy shared bathroom with four others in the basement of basically a boarding house. The owner did...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place after Season 3 of The 100, but deviates from canon after that. ***** Lexa never thought she would marry, and yet she had. Although not to one amazing woman, but three. Her warrior Octavia, her mechanic Raven, and her favourite...
Author's note: This story is a sequel to Clarke's Not So Fake Marriage. ***** The day after Clarke's not so fake wedding was kind of awkward. Clarke got the feeling everybody was talking about her, and the way Lexa had made her scream in pleasure last night. At least The Grounders mostly stayed quiet around her, although even then she caught most of them...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Kneeling down in front of her new pet Lexa softly asked, "Are you okay?" As she did that Lexa gently caressed Clarke's cheek, which made the blonde preen and lean into the touch, "Yes." Lexa hesitated to show such weakness, but from the safety of her chambers...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Clarke Griffin had dreams of being on the ground her entire life, yet ironically when she got there she found herself missing certain things about The Ark. Mostly just simple stuff like showers, baths, working toilets and a real bed, oh how Clarke missed sleepi...
Hi all. This is my first post here, so please be gentle with me! I initially wrote this for a pen-pal who gave their blessing on me sharing it with more people. So here you go - I hope you all enjoy reading it just half as much as I enjoyed writing it! :) Very briefly, the story is about a young man and an older woman, a client at his massage clinic. It goe...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Clarke had an almost psychotic smile on her face pretty much throughout every single moment of publicly humiliating her wife Octavia. Perhaps ironically Clarke knew that the worst part of it for Octavia would be being publicly beaten by her. Well, her proud wa...
"Goodnight my beautiful angel." Mary said, a bright smile on her face. "Sweet dreams Emilia, sleep well princess." Ken added. Kailtyn's parents looked down on her crib, admiring their beautiful daughter. Only a week old, she was already the best thing that had ever happened to the both of them. Their very own bundle of joy was everything they hoped she w...
Emilia led Misty down the long hallway. Her room, she discovered, was almost all the way across the entire length of the house from Valentina's. All of the other doors Misty had seen in the house were of highly polished old wood. Hers she noticed was strikingly different. It was heavy steel, set into a heavy steel frame, with slits that could be opened from...