Clarke and Lincoln
by Yrya-chan
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It happened after the Mount Weather events, when Clarke was away from Arkadia, alone in the wild.
One day, Lincoln had gone hunting outside the camp for food. At some point, being thirsty, he drank at a small spring in a middle of a forest.
Suddenly, he spotted a woman bathing in it, under the shallow waterfall that filled the pond: it was Clarke.
He knew he should be leaving her alone, but he found himself watching her intently. He seemed to enjoy the view of Clarke's voluptuous body.
At some point, he got closer to Clarke’s position, where she had left her clothes, and he noticed that she didn’t seem okay, leaning forward against the stonewall of the waterfall.
Finding it really odd, Lincoln looked at his feet and saw that the girl had drunk some sort of concoction. He checked the content and noticed some plants on the side. He frowned. The discovery made him even more worried and he hurried in the pond to go help Clarke.
Having a hard time breathing, Clarke suddenly heard noise coming from the water right behind her.
"Clarke? Are you okay?" Lincoln asked.
Clarke jumped at the voice but didn't turn around, not wanting to show anything more of her naked body.
"Lincoln...?" She seemed to recognize the voice.
"Yes."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm hunting for Arkadia... I saw you in here." he replied simply. "Do you need help? You seem unwell..."
"Ah! I... don't really know what's wrong with me... I feel really hot and my heart is beating too fast."
Her breath is very fast, her hand pressing against her chest.
"Do you by any chance feel this 'heat' in particular places...?"
Clarke seemed surprised by the question.
"Uh, yes actually..." She realized. "But how do you...?"
"I think I know what your problem is..." Lincoln said, stepping closer to Clarke.
Then, unannounced, placing himself right behind the girl, Lincoln lifted one of his hand at the level of Clarke's breast and grabbed it gently in his palm.
The sudden interaction made Clarke gasp for air, a heat stroke creeping up in her entire body. She staggered a little, but was caught by Lincoln before she collapsed.
"W-What are you doing?!" she exclaims, out of breath.
"I'm sorry... I had to check my theory..." Lincoln said plainly.
The feeling of Clarke's boob in his hand made him blush a little.
"And what is your theory exactly?!"
"Well... Did you eat or drink something earlier?"
Clarkes thought for two seconds, it was hard to focus. "Yes... I drank an infusion with some plants I found."
"Were those plants red by any chance?"
Clarke blinked, "Y- Yes that's right... They are supposed to help with insect bites." She explained. "Why...?"
"I think you picked the wrong plants..." Lincoln replied. "And the plants you ingested have a totally different effect..."
Clarke's eyes widen. "What? N- No I'm sure it was..."
"It is hard to differentiate them..."
"But... what are those plants I drank then?" Clarke worried. "They're not poisonous right?"
Lincoln sighed, "No... They... act as a powerful aphrodisiac..."
Clarke stayed speechless.
"They have the properties to simulate the symptoms of 'heat', like for animals."
"H- Heat?!" Clarke blurted out. "But I'm not even..."
Lincoln squeezed the boob that is still in his hand.
"Aah!" Clarke moaned, shutting her eyes.
A new wave of intense warmth invaded her body, lingering especially in her lower body.
"N- no it can't be..." She whimpered. "H- how do you even know this anyway...?"
After a few seconds of silence, Lincoln replied, "I... have already had an 'encounter' with the effects of this plant..."
Clarke turned her head slightly, "Really? You know how to treat it then!"
"Yes..." The look on Lincoln's face was troubled, as he felt the unnatural heat emanating from Clarke's body.
"Will you help me then? Please..." Clarke pleaded.
Lincoln closed his eyes and sighed, he had feared she would ask him that...
"Lincoln?"
"I can help you... but you do realize what it entails right...?" Lincoln asked.
Clarke thought for a few seconds. Then the idea hit her! No way... she thought.
"I- isn't there another way...?" she wondered sheepishly.
"If there is, I don't know of it..." Lincoln said with honesty.
"What if I waited for it to pass? There surely must be a time limit to the effects!"
"I'm afraid the effects get worse with time... unless the needs are 'fulfilled'."
Fear creeped inside Clarke for a moment. "No way..."
Feeling her reluctance, Lincoln moved his other hand and started brushing Clarke's naked belly with the tip of his fingers. The girl shuddered under the touch.
"Nhg!! No!"
"If we do nothing now, the things you feel now will worsen... until you can't hold your pulses anymore..."
Lincoln paused again.
"You have to understand that the plant's properties will act as a pheromone on outsiders!"
"Pheromone? Like animals?"
Lincoln nodded, "If a woman ingests that plant, people from opposite sex will also be triggered by the 'heat' that she is feeling..."
"So what are you trying to say then?! That I should have sex with you?!" Clarke asked loudly.
"Basically yes... either you do it with me, or you wait until you meet some unknown Trikru warrior who will surely want to rape you..." Lincoln explained coldly.
Clarke frowned. "D- do you even know what you're saying?! I really don't want Octavia to hate me any more than she already does!"
It made Lincoln smile a little. "She doesn't have to know..." He said calmly. "Plus... I am already affected by the pheromones it seems."
"What do you mean...?"
Lincoln pressed himself against Clarke, and she could feel a hard bulge against her hips. The simple contact seemed to flare a new heat wave inside Clarke, but much stronger this time.
"N -no! Nngh!" she cried, bending forwards against the cold waterfall wall that they were next to, pressing her forehead on it.
"I think it's time Clarke..." Lincoln warned, massaging Clarke's breast in his palm.
Panting heavily, Clarke couldn’t keep her voice down anymore. "Aah! Nngh! P-Please, help me!"
"It's going to be okay." Lincoln reassured, "I'll try to be gentle..."
He lowered his trousers, grabbed his already erected member in his hand and placed himself right behind Clarke. Having a good view of Clarke's back and curves, Lincoln slowly traced his fingers against her wet skin. He gently placed his free hand on Clarke's hip and pressed the head of his penis against the entrance of her vagina.
This mere light touch sent sparks deep within the girl's most intimate parts... making her even more wet than she already was.
Then she felt something large thrust deep inside her in one push. She gapped at the sensation, voiceless; only strangled gasps escaped her throat.
Lincoln winced at the tightness of Clarke. "Are you okay...?"
"Y- Yes! It's just... you're... quite big... Nngh!" Clarke breathed out. “J- just don’t look at me okay?”
"Yeah sorry…” Lincoln apologized. “And I won’t..."
He started moving slowly, using the whole length of his cock. Clarke could feel her intimacy being filled more than she could have ever imagined, and it made her dizzy. Feeling the young woman buckle under him, Lincoln tried to support her, raising her straight up against his torso, caressing her breasts in gentle movements.
This position made Clarke feel his shaft even more, and she arched her back in an almost impossible angle.
"Aaah! I- I can't...!" she cried in pleasure, sending her head backwards on his shoulder.
"Just a little more... mmh" Lincoln responded, starting to breath heavily too.
He was now going in and out fast, hard, and Clarke felt like he could rip her apart with every thrust. Without thinking, she turned her face towards Lincoln’s, her eyes were blurry with tears of both pain and pleasure. He looked down at her, their hot breath mingling.
Deep thrust. Clarke cried out, clutching Lincoln’s neck with her hand, her nails digging deep in his flesh. He winced. His fingers pinched one of her nipples; the other hand clasped on her hip to keep her standing.
Then after a few minutes of staring at each other, Lincoln closed the few inches that kept their lips apart. The kiss was shy at first. Then, as Clarke kept clawing the back of his head, Lincoln grabbed a handful of her hair in hand and pulled.
The movement startled the girl a little, but it hadn’t been disagreeable… And seeing that, Lincoln kept pulling her hair, giving her a fuller kiss now, while still pounding her vagina in a steady rhythm.
How long did it last? Clarke didn’t know… She had lost track of time as her brain seemed to be overheating right this moment. Feeling every thrust with enhanced sensations, she stared at the bright sky, her eyes almost rolling back in her skull.
Lincoln kissed her in the neck; stimulated her clitoris to make her feel even better. As much as he loved and respected Octavia, he didn’t want it to end with Clarke right now…
“L- Lincoln! Nnng! Hurry…”
Hearing his name called out like this gave Lincoln goosebumps; his stopped back and forth movements and whispered to Clarke’s ear:
“Turn around…”
The young woman eyes widened. She felt Lincoln’s penis taken out of her body, which made her shudder. She did as told, holding onto Lincoln’s arm to avoid collapsing because of her shaking legs.
“W-why did you stop…?” she asks huskily.
She could still feel the unnatural heat running in her body, making her blush more than she should.
Not answering, Lincoln pulled her against him, he lowered his face to kiss Clarke. His tongue tease hers, sending jolts of lust down her lower body.
Suddenly, Lincoln put his two hands under Clarke’s thighs and lifted her up, placing her legs around his body. Her hips were now at the same level as his crotch and she could feel his hard cock brushing against her vulva.
Still silently, Lincoln carried Clarke to the edge of the pond and he laid her down on the rocky, smooth bank. He lifted himself up a little and took off the shirt he was still wearing. He stared down at Clarke, her soaked naked body glistening under the sunlight. He could feel his masculinity harden even more.
Without any warning, the young man penetrated Clarke again; he pushed himself inside her, up to the hilt.
Clarke jumped with surprise and winced a little, even though her body was used to his width by now. He bent forward, putting his hands on either side of Clarke to support himself. She laid a hand on the muscular stomach of Lincoln, as if to restrain him.
“Wait a mo-” she started.
But the man didn’t let her finish her sentence, as he was already pounding her.
“Nnaahh! S- Slow down, I… mmha!” she cried out, all of this was too much for her.
She could feel herself come closer to her climax, as her head started spinning a little and jolts of pleasure sparked at each thrust.
Going as hard as he could, Lincoln could tell Clarke was almost ready, as her vagina started tightening around his shaft. Groaning with anticipation, and biting his lower lip, Lincoln lifted up Clarke’s hips a bit to have a better grip onto her. And with both his hands encircling the girl’s waist, he started going back and forth even faster.
“Clarke! Ha!” he exclaimed, in almost an inaudible voice.
He could feel his own climax coming. A few moments before the end, he looked at Clarke; and their eyes locked into one another’s. He slowed down a little, wanting to make her feel him with long, deep thrusts, which made Clarke wriggle under him.
At some point, she could feel a big scorching heat burn in her lower belly. She could barely breathe and grabbed onto Lincoln’s arm, digging her nails in his skin.
Lincoln felt as if his penis was burning too and couldn’t delay his climax any longer.
“Clarke, I-” he moaned.
Clarke’s eyes widened, this time with fear. She lifted her head up.
“N- no, d- don’t!” she pleaded. “Linc-!”
But she didn’t have time to finish or to push him away: Tightly holding onto Clarke’s hips, Lincoln thrust himself inside her three last times. With his head thrown backwards, he ejculated inside her, shudders shaking his whole body.
“Ungh!!’ Clarke cried out, her back arched up in an impossible angle.
Her eyes rolled back in her head as she clawed Lincoln’s arm even deeper, drawing blood.
They stayed there, unmoving, out of breath, for a few minutes. Lincoln slowly took out his penis, his semen dripped out of Clarke’s vagina.
“I- I’m sorry… Are you okay?” he apologized.
Hands covering her face, Clarke nodded.
Lincoln stood up; he silently put his shirt back on and buttoned up his pants.
Clarke raised herself up, now sitting naked on the cold rocky ground. She breathed out heavily.
“Are you feeling better now?” Lincoln asked.
Clarke turned her head towards him. He had a hand stretched out towards her; which she took to stand up back to her feet.
“I think so…” she replied at the same time.
She wobbled a little, still shaken by the crazy sex she had just experienced. Lincoln put an arm around her waist to steady her.
“Thanks…” Clarke breathed out, looking in his eyes.
She stepped away from him, grabbing her own clothes to get dressed. Lincoln watched her quietly.
“I suppose I can’t persuade you to come back to Arkadia, can I…?” he asked.
Clarke turned around, a little amused by the request. A weak smile lightened her face.
“Nope! I’m not ready yet.” She replied, putting her bag on her shoulder.
“Okay, as you wish.”
The girl hesitated a second and inquired:
“Is everyone okay over there?”
Lincoln smiled. “Yes they’re doing great! It looks like a really village now.”
“That’s great to hear!”
Clarke looked up at the sky and said, “I better get going, I have some things to do before sunset…”
“Okay! Be careful…”
“I will don’t worry!” Clarke assured, a smile on her face.
She waved a hand at Lincoln and started walking away. But before she could exit the clearing, Lincoln hurried behind her and hugged her. He remained like this for a few minutes before breaking the embrace, kissing her on the forehead.
“It was good to see you…” He said.
They stared at each other for a split second, before going on their separate ways.
Clarke walked in a steady pace to reach Niylah’s place before sundown, where she could do some trading for food and other things.
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