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[Amaranthine]

Clarke Griffin was one of the few who knew the truth: that the Ark would run out of air sooner rather than later, and that they had precious little time to find a solution to their problem. That was how, at seventeen, she found herself in lockup so that she couldn't so much as breathe a word about the Ark's true fate to another soul. Her punishment was light compared to that of her father's, whose secret had cost him his life.

She didn't know what had become of her boyfriend, Aiden. The pair had spent almost two years at each other's side, only shy by a couple months. He was her first everything as she was his, and they had been inseparable. The last time they had seen each other had been the night her father was floated: on the Ark to commit any crime was to sentence yourself to death, and Jake Griffin's wish to reveal the truth had counted as treason. While his death had come quick, it had not come easily to Clarke. She had known that her mother had been the one to report Jake - her own mother had sentenced her husband to death, and had Clarke been a few months older she would have followed suit. Instead, as a juvenile, when the "best interests" of the citizens of the Ark were for what she knew to stay a secret, she had found herself in lock up. The last thing she had seen of the station was Aiden succumbing to the guards as she was being pulled away kicking and screaming. Clarke had little hope that she would see him again: there was no doubt in her mind that as soon as she hit eighteen and aged out of the juvenile system, she would meet her father's fate.

Today things changed, however. Today she got forced out of her cell and, when she refused to cooperate, got forced unconscious. When she came to she was strapped in to a pod with many other faces, some of whom she recognized as other offenders and some of whom she had never expected to see. It was only when Chancellor Jaha's voice rang out through a screen mounted to one wall that she discovered what was going on - despite the fact that the Earth was considered uninhabitable, the delinquents were being sent to the ground. Expendable - that was what they were to the Ark. Her first thought was not of how she was going to survive, but whether or not Aiden had found himself in the same ship as her. Because she wasn't around to see if he had been locked up like she was, the blonde didn't know whether or not to expect him there. A cursory glance around the shuttle proved negative - it appeared he either wasn't there or he was out of her sight.

They lost a couple lives before they hit the ground - two idiots who had thought it was cool to try and take a space walk when their pod was about to enter the Earth's atmosphere. There was nothing she or anyone else could have done to save them. Would it even be worth it? Would their first breath on the ground be poisonous and mark the start of the end for the hundred, now ninety-eight? Impact was rough and everyone was left dazed, though it was Octavia Blake, known to all as the girl who lived in the floor, who took the first steps outside but not before reuniting with her brother, Bellamy. As everyone began to depart the ship, and there appeared to be no signs of immediate radiation poisoning, Clarke simply waited just inside the doorway. Each person who walked by that wasn't Aiden made her heart sink a little further in to her chest. As much as she wished that he was safe on the Ark (as safe as one could be on a space station that's just months shy of running out of air), she had also been hoping that she would be given a chance to reunite with him.

 

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It had been months since Aiden was arrested. Though it was not uncommon for family members and friends to lash out at guards during unfair arrests, most incidents were overlooked. The only reason Aiden fell victim to incarceration was because of how violent he was, beating two guards to a pulp until reinforcements arrived. Labeled as a violent offender, it was deemed unsafe for Aiden to hang around the general population. Plus, his knowledge of the oxygen issue was something else needed to be kept on the down low for the good of the Ark. Therefore, keeping Aiden in solitary was the only option.

Less than a week before his eighteenth birthday, the metal door to his prison cell swung open. Inside, two guards approached him, slapping a metal wristband on his wrist. Without being told about anything, the young man was taken to a dropship being prepared for a mission to Earth. Strapped into the ship, ninety-nine other juvenile delinquents joined him and readied themselves for an adventure. Since the Ark was running out of oxygen, the Council decided on a drastic measure: sending criminals to Earth. They were expendable and they would represent whether or not Earth was inhabitable.

Supposedly, their crimes are forgiven when the adults join them on the ground. A message from the Chancellor when the ship entered Earth’s atmosphere explained the mission clearly. Their drop location was called Mount Weather. It was an old military base built to withstand the nuclear apocalypse. Inside, they would find shelter and supplies to sustain themselves until the Ark landed. Simple plan, right? The only wrinkle involved the possibility that Earth was still too poisonous for humans to live on. If that was the case, all hundred teenagers were sentenced to their deaths early. At least there was a chance.

The journey was rocky and unstable, ending with an impactful landing that jarred Aiden and his fellow counterparts. Somehow, they managed to survive this long. If the entrance into the atmosphere did not kill them, the air should be safe – theoretically. However, safety was not on Aiden’s mind. One person encompassed the entire cognitive process computing inside his head: Clarke Griffin. She was the reason for his arrest, indirectly. His girlfriend of nearly two years at the time and his best friend since early childhood, she was unjustly taken by the guards. It must have taken four or five grown men to pull Clarke away from Aiden. He refused to release her at first.

Then, once their hands touched Clarke, the young man lost his temper and was sent spiraling into a memorable rampage that people still talked about. Abigail Griffin had known Aiden for his entire life so it was stunning to see the damage caused because it was atypical of him to act so violent. However, a man did crazy things when the girl he loved was in harm’s way. From that moment forward, he was thrown into a cellar, awaiting his death sentence.

As chance would have it, Aiden was near the very back of the ship so it was impossible to see more than two dozen other people. Clarke was not there. Having a second chance meant shit unless Clarke was here. Despite their youth, Aiden knew his life was only livable with a special blonde in his arms. Just when it appeared all hope was lost as they filed out towards the front door, something happened. Aiden looked near the door and his heart began to thump until it felt like it was jumping out of his chest. Blue eyes. Blonde hair. Full lips. Cute dimples. Either Clarke was here or his mind was playing a sick, sadistic, twisted trick. Pushing over at least four others, Aiden approached Clarke and suddenly pulling her into his arms. “Princess.” That was the only word he uttered, his eyes squeezing shut as they hugged, almost thinking about keeping his eyes closed, afraid that if he opened them, she might be gone again.

 

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Clarke felt it as well - the desperation to see each other one more time, and the need to hold each other tight as soon as their eyes locked on each other from opposite sides of the dropship. She barely even had time to react before Aiden had raced to her, barelling through several shocked others in the process. Like him, she was having a hard time believing that this was real - he was there. He was there and he was in her arms, all dark hair and blue eyes and toned, muscular arms wrapped tight around her like she was the only thing in the world. Clarke held tight on to him in return, hands clung to him by the shoulders as she buried her face in to his chest.

That moment was infinite - like the world stopped around them. Despite the harsh reality they were facing, Clarke found a comfort in knowing that no matter what happened now the one person she knew she could rely on would be at her side. She didn't yet know if the ground would be survival, the radiation levels could still be lethal in the long term, but provided that the world didn't kill them first they would be able to figure this out. Mount Weather had what they needed, yeah?

After the moment that felt like forever ended, the pair had to return to reality. Clarke pulled away from his chest, just far enough to put a few inches between them and keep their hands still on each other. The smile on her face was endless as she climbed on to her toes to fill the gap between them and kiss him - the first in months. The kiss was filled with need and passion and her hands moved from his shoulders just enough to be able to cup his cheeks in her hands. Clarke didn't pull away until she was left breathless, at which point she lowered her feet back to the ground and smiled even more. "Aiden, I can't believe you're here. I've missed you so much."

 

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“I’ve missed you, too.” It was an understatement. Breathing heavily, the male was laboring from the kiss. Still only inches away from the blonde’s face, Aiden placed his hands around her waist. “I love you so much, Clarke Griffin. I’m so happy that we’re together again.” Even though they just finished kissing, Aiden pulled Clarke into another one. His rough, big hands cupped her face, pulling her towards his lips. At this point, the happy couple engaged in a full blown makeout session near the doorway of the dropship. Many were watching but it did not bother Aiden. Seconds later, he pushed the girl against the wall, her back flat against the metal as the kiss continued.

After pulling away from the next kiss, a sigh left his lips and their eyes remained locked in a loving embrace. “I don’t even know where to begin.” He breathed out, chuckling softly to himself. Though they were both incarcerated, Aiden felt like they had so much time to make up for. Not much would have changed in their lives but the time lost was immense. “I never stopped thinking about you, Clarke. Every second of every day, you were on my mind. I always knew that some way, we would find each other again.” The male murmured quietly, his breathing still rapid while sliding his hands down her back, resting his hands on the small of her back once more.

“I guess we should get moving. Let’s take a step outside, shall we?” With a charming smile, Aiden offered Clarke his hand. Once she took it, he turned towards the doorway and stood near the edge. Crisp, clean air met Aiden for the first time in his life. The sun was shining bright. The sky was cloudless, bright, blue, and alive. Linking their fingers together, still smiling widely, Aiden glanced towards his girlfriend and his best friend. “Together.” He whispered because it was only fitting that their first steps on Earth were taken together, as one. Pulling forward first, Aiden stepped down onto the green, grassy ground, pulling Clarke right behind him.

 

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Clarke was no different - she too paid no mind to the people around them as they kissed, lost in each other with her back against the metal walls of the dropship. At least they'd had the decency to move out of the way, yeah? They were two people in love, reunited despite the odds being against them and there was something beautiful about that. No prying eyes were going to change the months of lost time between them. Though little had occurred with both of them in solitary, that didn't change how much they felt needed to be said. All that Clarke could do as he spoke was pepper soft kisses against his neck, jaw and cheeks as she clung to him with her hands on his sides. Aiden talked of finally stepping off of the drop ship and Clarke stole one more kiss before him before he took the first plunge.

The ground was... different. When one grew up walking purely on metal sheets, soft earth beneath your feet felt off. Soft but rough, malleable, and not quite even. While she didn't stumble or falter as her feet touched the ground her face did scrunch up in mild discomfort. Nothing could have prepared her for this moment - no amount of studying, no amount of Earth Skills class. Was this why they had even had an Earth Skills class? After all, no one was supposed to touch the ground during their lifetimes. Especially not them: the majority would have found themselves floated at eighteen, though some would have found themselves lucky. If so, how long had the council known they would be sending the delinquents down to the ground? Had her own mother known? Abby was nothing but betrayal to Clarke, who had turned from loving her mother with the very core of her being to hating her with a fiery passion. Ever since, the only person she had trusted was Aiden and the pair had been split from each other for so long that Clarke had grown to feel like she had no one around to rely on. The loneliness was suffocating, though she had never given up hope.

After taking a few tentative steps, a few deep breaths of the first genuinely fresh air she had ever tasted, she looked over to Aiden once more. While she hadn't stopped smiling since she had laid her baby blues on him in the ship, the smile widened in to a grin. From what she could tell, their situation seemed less dire than she had prepared for it to be. While they would still have to find shelter and make it to Mount Weather, which was meant to be stocked and ready for them, no one seemed to be developing any signs of acute poisoning. While Clarke wasn't quite a medic yet, she had been planning to follow in her mothers' footsteps once upon a time, so she understood the basics of what to keep an eye out for. "We're really here," she said to him as she squeezed his hand a little tighter. Not only did she mean that they were on the ground, but that they were together once more.

 

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Among the many skills Clarke Griffin possessed, creating art was arguably the most prominent. Countless nights were spent with Clarke’s head in Aiden’s lap while she drew something for him. What were his favorite creations? Anything involving Earth, of course. Clarke must have drawn him dozens of pictures, envisioning what life on the ground looked. They often talked and fantasized about being on solid ground and having a life together. Possibly his favorite drawing depicted himself and Clarke standing underneath a solid, green canopy of trees, kissing with the backdrop of a lake behind them. It appeared those drawings were no longer their only source of happiness regarding Earth. They were here!

Looking down towards the girl again, Aiden offered the most charming smile possible again. Wrapping both his strong arms tightly around Clarke, Aiden pulled her head against his chest before kissing the top of her head. “Yes, we are. I’m so honored to share this with you, Clarke. I love you so much.” It had been months since the male told Clarke those three magical words. Therefore, it felt like he wanted to say them repeatedly now they were reunited (but something told him that his sweet Princess would not mind hearing those words dozens of times each day for the rest of their lives). Unlike most guys, Aiden never shied away from his emotions or from saying the dreaded “l” word that many of his peers struggled with.

“I have something to show you.” He whispered into her ear, slowly backing away far enough to reach into his pocket. Ironically enough, he pulled the picture that Clarke had drawn him of Earth. It was the last one she had drawn for him and it was on his body at the time he was arrested. They threw him into the cell so fast that they did not check his pockets so he smuggled this into his cell and until now, it was the only piece of physical memory of Clarke. “I looked at this every day and thought about you. Now, we don’t have to rely on pictures anymore.”

Nor did they need to worry about memories of one another. Instead, they could create new memories together. Now, the dark-haired male reached down to squeeze both of her hands, bringing both hands to his lips and kissing them sweetly. Although there were ninety-seven other people, excluding Aiden and Clarke, in their general area just shouting and jumping around in excitement, the only person he could focus on was Clarke herself. The male pondered their next move, thinking about Mount Weather. Supposedly, they landed on Mount Weather but it was unknown that they missed the landing spot.

“So, I doubt anyone else is taking initiative here. How about we go check out the maps inside to make sure we’re in the right place? Then, we can work on getting acclimated to the military bunker. If we’re first, we can choose our own room or something like that.” They were nothing but teenagers and juveniles so not many were truly taking initiative for anything leadership-wise other than the older guard Bellamy Blake letting everyone run wild. So, Aiden figured he and Clarke could step up to the plate together. Plus, it would give them more time spent together, devising a plan and ensuring their survival.

 

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"I love you too, Aiden. I kove you so much." Teenagers in love - many considered that hopeless, or not real love at all. There was nothing less than genuine about Clarke's everlasting love for Aiden. Many young couples broke up, yes, but they could get through anything. Months apart hadn't even began to dampen the strength of their affection for each other. Even their parents thought they were perfect for each other and parents, especially fathers of teenaged girls, had a tendency to dislike their child's partners.

Her heart warmed as he pulled out the last picture that she had drawn them before they were arrested. She was glad to hear that there had been a piece of her for him to hold on to all this time. While he had one picture, she had many - during her time in the prison cell on the Ark, art had been all there was to keep her company. Both to keep her from boredom and to ensure she never forgot a single detail of Aiden, he had been the centerpiece of almost everything she had drawn. Many of those pictures featured the ground they stood on now, though some had focused on memories rather than fantasies - the way he looked at her as he ate lunch across the table from her, his sleeping form, them holding each other tight.

"Yes, let's. Bellamy's not going to be of any use and it seems he's got the attention of the masses unfortunately. Let's check things out." Clarke naturally felt like taking charge, but before she tried to act on that control she needed to figure out what was going on. Hand in hand the pair moved together to get their bearings together now that it was time to settle in. It wouldn't be too long before night came and she was hoping to have everyone settled by that point, as well as get some quality alone time with Aiden. It would be the first night in months that she would be able to fall asleep in his arms.

 

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Map comprehension and reading skills were not Aiden’s forte. Removing the map and unrolling it against the side of the dropship, Aiden released Clarke’s hand long enough to smooth out the scroll. Thankfully, the wind was rather calm and the map was not fucked with. Studying it for a few seconds, the male waited until he was confident about an assumption. “Clarke, something looks off here. You can give it a second look. I know you’re better at reading maps than I am. It looks like we’re not on Mount Weather. I don’t think we were dropped on the correct mountain.” After making the assumption, Aiden presented Clarke with the map for herself to check. Waiting for the blonde to confirm or deny the assumption, Aiden rested one hand on her hip. Soon enough, the happy couple realized things had taken a turn for the worst. Indeed, Mount Weather was not here.

In fact, it looked approximately twenty miles away. What made things worse? Well, there was a forest soaked with radiation between them and Mount Weather. It meant their path to the mountain would take longer to navigate. Not only would it take longer to navigate, but it would be much more difficult to reach their destination safely. Sighing quietly, Finn spent the next few minutes assisting Clarke in plotting out a new route. They would be careful, though. Who knew how accurate this map was? The radiation could be in different locations so caution was important.

“We really need more than just us two for this, you know? I doubt anyone will volunteer, though. It looks like Bellamy has the others running wild. We can try, though.” It was no secret that the majority disliked Clarke Griffin because of her mother. Well, all Aiden knew was that if anyone said something to Clarke, they would deal with him as well. Alas, they could not support enough supplies for the entire group back to camp. Plus, they would use it for shelter anyways so the others would have to follow eventually. “Are you ready for this? We’ll recruit as many people as we can. Then, we’ll go from there.”

 

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Clarke's hand aided in rolling out the map, and as Aiden came to realize they were not in the same place, Clarke too had seen the same thing. Based on this map, they were definitely on the wrong mountain - hoping that maybe if she looked again that would change, the blonde gave the map another thorough look through before she stepped back and let out a frustrated sigh. They most definitely weren't on Mount Weather, and they were going to have to stake out and hope for the best. They also most definitely would need at least another few sets of hands if they were going to be able to get enough supplies for everyone. For several minutes the pair worked out a plan, and then after a quick kiss they split up to see if anyone would come.

Of course, there were no volunteers. Bellamy had these people under his wraps and that just made Clarke all the more frustrated. None of them seemed to realize that if they didn't find their way to the mountain, they probably would not survive. No Earth Skills class was going to make it so they actually could set fires or find food. The people here had no way of guaranteeing their own survival and Clarke was appalled with how okay with that they seemed. Was being here really so important to them that they forgot they will still need to survive? It was a bunch of criminals, though - what had she really expected out of them?

When no one volunteered when asked as a group, Clarke had to start asking individually. She knew that very few people here, if any, would have any interest in joining her though. Her attempts proved fruitless and with a defeated sigh she walked back to her boyfriend. "Did you have any luck?" She asked, hope winning out in her eyes against her own lack of success. She really hoped that Aiden had found a hand or two to come with them, as there was only so much they would be able to do with just the two of them. She was sure they would be able to at least get there and back, but they weren't the only ones who would need to eat or have a place to sleep.

 

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Frowning upon his return to Clarke, Aiden defeatedly shook his head. “It looks like this’ll be a job for you and me, Princess.” It was undoubtedly infuriating. 97 other people did not take their situation seriously. Nobody else cared whether they perished or survived. The only thing anyone cared about was running wild and not having any rules or guidelines to follow. It also did not help that Clarke Griffin, the daughter of the hated Council, was one of the members of the party asking for help. Blood boiled inside of Aiden upon hearing some of the snarky remarks from these assholes.

“Find it yourself, you’ve been privileged too long” or “Just because you’re mother’s a member of the council doesn’t mean you can make rules” or other things much more derogatory. Aiden had half a mind to clean anyone’s clock who uttered a word towards Clarke, but he held up because it would not have benefited anyone. If anything, the numbers were heavily not on their side in the first place. It would have been a suicide mission to kick someone’s ass. At least a dozen would have joined and prevented Aiden from doing such a thing.

“Let’s grab some gear and get moving. Twenty miles in a climate we don’t know will take more than this evening. We’ll have to set up camp somewhere.” Aiden was mostly worried about the wild animals in the woods. Neither he nor Clarke knew that other humans still existed. To this point, having not seen a single living creature or animal, Aiden wondered if even the animals were dead. If so, that depleted a major source of food for the delinquents. Either way, they would make due. Aiden thought taking one problem at a time was the best policy.

Inside the dropship, Aiden led his girlfriend. Grabbing a backpack for them each, he packed essentials: some rations and bottles of water for a day, sleeping bags and blankets, a change of clothes, and a pocket knife for each person. It was not much and it was not luxurious, but these items were helpful nonetheless. “I think we’re ready to go. Let’s get moving. I want to make as much ground before sunset as possible.” Slugging his backpack over his shoulders, Aiden waited beside of Clarke. Once she was prepared, he reached out to grab her hand again, offering that signature, gentle smile towards the girl.

 

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There was no other option but to just go at it alone - well, alone together. While Clarke had ignored many of the snarkier comments about her parentage and supposed privilege, she knew that Aiden took it much more personally than she did. Before they walked in to the drop ship to prepare for their adventure, she rubbed his chest with an open hand and gave him a light kiss as if to tell him not to worry about anyone else. If they wanted to risk themselves then so be it, though Clarke hated considering that option she wasn't left with any other choice. If they wanted to risk succumbing to unknown elements instead of finding somewhere say to say, in the end that was their wish. Like fighting, trying to force them to come would not have gone well.

There wasn't much time to waste so Clarke aided in packing, both the stuff she needed and grabbing doubles for him as well as she flitted about the drop ship. Once everything was ready, nothing too fancy but hopefully enough that they would make it through the night okay, it was time to head off. Clarke nodded to Aiden when he said they were ready, agreeing, and after she'd shouldered her own backpack she took his hand and smiled back. Then, they were off. Clarke offered the group one last chance to join them on their trip, but once again she was met with disproving looks and harsh words. To keep Aiden distracted from that, she squeezed his hand.

"Let's go then," she said and with that the pair began to move. She had the map in her bag, and a compass in her free hand. She double checked they were heading in the right direction, one could never be too cautious, and then she pocketed it. While most of her gear was in the bag she did make sure to keep both the compass and her knife in her pockets for easy access, lest they find themselves lost or needing a knife for some reason. Clarke didn't know what they would find while they were out there - she assumed the radiation must have killed most animal life forms and she was actually surprised at how much plant life had survived - taken over even. Though without the hindrance of humans, nature had taken over once again. To Clarke, it was even more stunning than she had imagined - she seemed to be correct, however, that animal life had been lost to the poisoning.

That is, until a tan and white figure appeared through the trees, grazing and completely aware of the people who were approaching. The first thing she did when she saw the being, a deer if she recalled correctly, was grab Aiden by the arm and point it out. However, moments after they began to observe, the deer became alert revealed its secret: a deformed second face, the junction between the two mangled and red. The smile quickly dropped from her face. It appeared life had survived, but what cost? "Oh dear," she said softly as the mutant dashed off in to the distance. "That's terrible, that poor thing."

 

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For a couple seconds, Aiden admired the animal’s beauty. However, when the animal turned, the male was granted with an unappealing look. Shit – that was deformed as hell. Frowning slightly, Aiden rubbed his hand across the small of Clarke’s back. Thinking about the animals made Aiden feel sad. The male looked forward to meeting animals on Earth. Textbooks would not do these creatures justice. Having heard elegant stories, Aiden wanted to see them in the flesh. Though they had seen what appeared to be a mutated deer, Aiden had little hope about what the rest of the planet held. What other surviving animals were mutated? Other than feeling bad for the wildlife, he worried about their own health. Eating meat was a perfect source of protein and hunting would have been a huge deal for them to sustain themselves.

If an animal was mutated, was it safe to eat? Aiden doubted it and he did not want anyone trying to figure it out. On the other hand, it had been a hundred years. Maybe it was still safe. Yet, if no humans have eaten these animals in that long, they had no chance to adapt and evolve so their bodies could withstand the radiation it emitted. There were so many questions swirling in Aiden’s mind. Just like Clarke, he was thinking ahead and planning for the future. She was a major reason that he was thinking about the future.

“I don’t want to think about the repercussions of eating tainted meat. Seeing that deer mutated… that doesn’t bode well for other animals either. I really don’t like the way this is starting but we’ll have to eat something.” The rations from the dropships and the supplies from Mount Weather might sustain them for years, but Aiden intended on living longer than only three years. So, what do they do when the rations run out? It was asking questions like this that placed Clarke and Aiden above the rest in terms of leadership. They knew these were pertinent issues to figure out even on their first day on the ground.

Just like everyone, Aiden did want to bask in the glory of being on Earth. He wanted to enjoy the time with Clarke but he figured they would have plenty of time for enjoying later. Until then, it was smart to work and figure out what exactly was going on here. After the deer sprinted off, Aiden stood from his crouching position and gestured forward to Clarke. “I guess we should get moving, then. It’s going to be dark soon.” The male whispered, stealing another kiss from her lips before moving ahead.

The next couple hours were quiet and uneventful. They were still over 12 miles away from Mount Weather so at least they would make it tomorrow. Deciding they should stop for the night, Aiden tried to pinpoint their location on the map and any landmarks in case they had to run from the camp in the night. “There’s a nice open field over here we could use.” Aiden suggested though as they walked closer, the trees were glowing. He wondered if something mutated in the plant life as well but he quickly realized that was not the case. The objects of the light were butterflies.

 

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Aiden voiced the concerns that Clarke had been keeping silent, and all she could offer him was a grim expression at how the mutations would bode for them in the future. The first bit of wildlife they saw was a sign of danger yet to come, though Clarke tried to remain hopeful that perhaps not all of the life had become tainted. They should not assume however, so she did not. They simply continued to move forward, stopping to take a drink here or there, but never for long. Before they knew it the sun had begun to set and based on the map they hadn't even made it half way. That was rather disheartening but at the same time it opened Clarke's eyes to a new possibility.

The clearing of butterflies, stars open above their heads. Ever since she was a child ahe had dreamed of spending the night under the stars with fresh air around her and nothing but the soft silence of nature - no artificial lights, no constant low whir of the Ark's mechanics. Aiden's idea was actually perfect - this felt like a great place to set up camp for the night. As they stepped forwards butterflies began to react, some flying off and others pulsating bioluminescence as they were yet to be disturbed. All in all, despite the harrowing reality of how that had occured, the meadow was one of the most beautiful sights Clarke had ever seen.

For the first time since they landed, she allowed herself to truly relax. There was nothing more that could be done tonight so all she had to focus on was the here and now - the fact that she was reunited with the man who was both her best friend and boyfriend. While their initial reunion had been more than Clarke could have asked for, this was the first moment they had alone together with nothing to do but set up camp and focus on making up for lost time. She would be lying if she tried to say she wasn't thinking about how amazing it would be to make love to him beneath the moonlight as she gently guided him to a good spot.

"Despite everything... This place is just as beautiful as I imagined." She whispered as they sat on the ground side by side, Clarke tucked under one of his arms as they cuddled close.

 

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The butterfly field looked magnificent. The way the brightly illuminated creatures fluttered around seemed surreal. A couple landed here and there around Clarke’s shoulders, giving her this truly angelic glow. Minutes later after camp had been settled, Aiden joined the blonde on the ground in the open field. The backpacks were used as a prop and pillow, slightly adjusting their bodies into a comfortable position. One arm loosely hung around Clarke’s neck while the other wrapped around the front of her body, just above her breasts. His hand from that arm absently stroked through her blonde locks as they gazed at the stars. It was a cloudless night – which made things even more perfect.

“I agree. All those nights we spent fantasizing about this – watching you draw this, I never expected we would attain it in our lifetime. Yet, here we are. This seems almost too good to be true.” Yes, now they were alone and it provided the perfect opportunity for discussion. So, glancing towards his girlfriend, Aiden ensured their eyes were locked together before talking again. “I was so afraid that I’d never see you again, Clarke. I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t. After all we’ve been through already, I’m never letting you out of my arms again. I love you so much. I can’t express it all in words alone.”

So, he did not even try. Instead, he leaned down to capture her lips in another passionate kiss. Now, it was quite sparingly when Aiden became emotional. In fact, it was almost unheard of. Most of the time he was either neutral or expressing his love for Clarke. He just never showed raw, hardcore emotion like extreme happiness, sadness, or anything similar. Most certainly, he hardly ever cried. However, this moment was so powerful that tears did threaten to spill.

They were obviously happy tears and it would only prove how much he loved Clarke. From being in a cell for months thinking they were both getting floated without saying goodbye to being thrown onto Earth together – a rapid change had taken place. Wiping his eyes quickly, he chuckled and sniffled. “I’m sorry. I just… I can’t believe this. I keep wondering if this is just a cruel dream. It was the first time I ever had to live without you and it was so painful. I don’t think I could ever lose you, Princess.” He whispered softly, leaning down now to pepper kisses along her neck. His mindset was similar to hers – thinking about how spectacular it would have been for making love underneath the stars in this field.

 

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Clarke genuinely felt like a princess in a dream as she relaxed in to Aiden's arms, the clear night sky above them illuminated by fluttering wings and the soft light of a full moon overhead. It wasn't a dream though, it had become reality. There was nothing stopping all of the dreams she had ever had from coming true now; to be by his side again, to be on the Earth, to stand a chance. The only thing that would make this better, beside spending the night with her love, the only thing that could make this better was to set a foundation for them and the others to grow in to - and the rest of the Ark once they arrived.

Now, though? Now was no time to focus on such things - all she needed to care about in that moment was the way his lips pressed against hers, passion and perfection and just like Aiden, Clarke was so overwhelmed by the pure emotion rushing through her system that her eyes welled up. She kissed away some of the tears that spilled, soft lips against his cheeks, and then he wiped the remainder away. She felt it too - the sudden, drastic change had gotten to her as well even if she hadn't said so. There was no time to get caught up in it until now and as his lips found her neck, Clarke fell weak to their love and their passion. She could do little other than hold on tight to him and revel in what it was like to be touched by him once more.

"I never gave up on the thought that we would see each other again, Aiden. Not for a single minute," she spoke in barely more than a whisper as she gently pulled his chin up so that she could kiss him once more, and she whispered again soft against his lips before stealing another: "no matter what happened, the thought of you kept me going. Even with what happened with my father."

 

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All at once, there was nothing else in Aiden’s universe other than Clarke and this open field on Earth. The male wanted to kiss and explore every inch of Clarke’s body with his hands, mouth, and tongue. The bliss he felt in that moment sent an earthquake through his core. His neck, arms, and hands started tingling when they touched almost like an electric pulse was transferred from Clarke’s body to his. Upon feeling the electricity between them, Aiden knew what was happening. His hands only removed themselves from her body when he shed the jacket around his arms. The passion he felt for Clarke in that moment was urgent, critical, and desperate. “Princess, I need you. I need to make love with you again – it’s just like we always dreamed about. We can finally get lost in each other’s bodies underneath the stars.”

Although Aiden was infatuated with every inch of Clarke’s body, the area of his greatest obsession probably involved her breasts. Clarke Griffin was busty and she had a nice ass, too, but there was just something about those gorgeous tits that turned him on. A perfect amount of cleavage was showcased with the shirt she had been wearing, enough to give him a teasing show while still making him wonder. His hands finally raised and gripped Clarke’s breasts, squeezing the mounds of flesh with ample pressure as he just wanted to feel them in his hands again.

Then, Aiden’s mouth devoured hers in another kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, dominantly pinning her tongue down beneath his own before moving his lips across her neck, ears, collarbone. His tongue tortured that sweet spot on the fleshy part of Clarke’s neck, teeth sinking into the skin ever so gently. It was not like they needed to hide hickeys from parents anymore, anyways. While kissing her, his strong hands continued assaulting her breasts. Aiden forced himself to relent long enough to help Clarke get undressed, pulling the jacket off her body as he had done seconds before.

 

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Clarke didn't even need to speak; the understanding in her gaze said all that needed to be said. She had known from the moment that they landed that she wanted to have him tonight, and this clearing made up for a perfect setting to fulfill a dream they had both shared. She shed her jacket as he aided it off of her body, and her hands found his sides, sliding back towards his shoulders as he palmed at her breasts for the first time in months. Given how long it had been since she had last touched his body, perfection in her eyes, it did not take much for her interest to be peaked and her heart rate to begin to quicken in her chest. With that layer removed she leaned in and grabbed his shirt by the lower hem, pulling it up and over his head.

Once her hands were free she ran them against the bare flesh of his torso; the touch was like electricity to her. She couldn't pull away, didn't dare to: despite all of their time apart she remembered every inch of him and she was going to take time to love all of it. As desperately as she wished to feel him inside of her, she also wished to take time to admire and arouse beforehand. Each touch was symmetrical, hands mirroring each other as they traced against flesh. As her thumbs caressed over the slight prominence of Aiden's abdominal muscles, she moved to straddle him. Her fingers pressed in to flesh just slightly and she kissed him: passionately, eagerly, desperately.

"I've missed this so much, Aiden," she whispered against his lips as she kissed the corner of his mouth and then along his cheek, his jawline, everywhere she could reach. She touched his neck, palm gentle over flesh with her thumb stroking just below his jaw, and she also held on to his side. It was a gentle but needy touch, pulling him just enough to fill the gap between them so that their bodies were flush together.

 

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When Clarke rose from the forest floor and hovered over Aiden’s body, goosebumps filled every pore. This position combined with the blonde’s hands roaming his skin was enough to strike arousal in Aiden’s core. Everywhere she touched ignited electric shocks. His body felt hot and cold at the same time. “So, you want to be on top tonight?” Aiden questioned with a grin, but there was nothing about his question that disapproved. Undoubtedly, between them, Aiden held the dominant role in bed. Whether he tied Clarke up or pinned her against a wall, there was no uncertainty about it. Yet, what fun was it if they never reversed roles? While Aiden had no interest in her completely dominating him or even tying him up, feeling her riding his cock was more than pleasurable. It felt appropriate for their first night back together. Aiden would not complain.

Since her crotch now pressed against his, Aiden felt his cock begin springing into a ready position despite the restrictive material covering him. “You know… this is a little unfair right now.” Chuckling, Aiden slipped his hands underneath Clarke’s shirt and slowly pulled the material off her torso and tossed it aside. If she had been wearing a bra, he unclasped that as well. Either way, Clarke would now be sitting topless on his hips. Without even saying a word, Aiden offered a knowing glance to Clarke before sliding his eyes down her chest.

The naked breasts came into view, causing Aiden to slide his hands upwards on Clarke’s abdomen before his fingers pinched each nipple a couple of times until they grew erect. Then, he slid his hands onto Clarke’s back, pulling her downwards until her breasts lingered over his face. His lips wrapped around her right nipple, kissing and sucking on the pink nub. His tongue lightly flicked over her nipple one last time before attacking the other. Once both nipples had been given attention, he moved towards the flesh parts of her breasts. Every inch was kissed. A couple love bites were left on the bottom and in the center of her chest. Unable to help himself, Aiden began slowly grinding his hips against the blonde’s.

 

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"Mm, if you want me to be," Clarke said in response as that grin on his face brought an equal one to her face. At this moment, she was simply eager to be close to the love of her life. She generally liked him taking control, and exclusively that in the moments where they would involve bondage - a mutual fondness they had started exploring a few months after they began having sex with each other. However, she still enjoyed being in top once in a while. There was something incredibly satisfying in letting him sit back and relax, though rarely did anyone "relax" when they were naked. They were both active partners who enjoyed treating each other and that made things fun and interesting. If he wanted to push her down to the ground, give her that lusty grin of his and take her like there was no one else in the world, she wouldn't argue with that either.

She raised her arms as he pulled her shirt up over her head, aiding the removal and shrugged her shoulders to release her bra straps down her arms as he pulled that from her body as well, leaving them both bare and, after he pulled her down, chest to chest. "This better?" She asked him, and she gave him one last kiss before his mouth headed south found her breasts. One thing she had always loved was the attention she paid to her breasts; they were incredibly sensitive and every kiss, nibble and suck made her feel like she was walking on air. She gasped as his tongue met her nipple; the wet warmth against the sensitive peak of her breast sent a shiver down her spine - too long had passed since she had last felt such a thing. He knew how to kiss her and touch her in all of the right ways and her body was torn between wanting to jump him right then and holding out. The latter won, though. She wasn't going to rush a passionate moment; their first time making love after reuniting was going to be amazing. She genuinely wished to make a moment of this occasion.

"Eager, huh?" Clarke couldn't help but to grind back as he dug his hips up against her; she could feel him already hardening beneath fabric and that brought a wicked little grin to her face. His focus on her chest there was not much she could do besides match his pace and run he fingers through his hair. "I am too, it's been way too long since I've been able to make love to you. I can't wait to have you inside of me again."

 

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It was almost a guarantee: if Aiden and Clarke had sex, he was likely kissing and groping her breasts for a considerable length of time during their sex. Listening to the Princess made him smile. After placing one more love bite onto her breasts, his hands slipped underneath Clarke’s body, in between their chests. While his hands cupped her tits, he slowly raised her up enough so he had room to start undressing her again. “Of course, I’m eager. Every night, I missed having you in my arms, cuddling, kissing… but I also missed this as well. I imagined you being tied to me bed… I imagined you being on top of me… I imagined just about every possibility. You make me feel incredible and that’s something I’ve dearly missed. We have so much lost time to make up for. “ Winking with a flirtatious wink, Aiden pinched her nipples again at the same time. The male loved Clarke for many reasons and while sex was not the only reason he wanted to be with her, obviously, the sex was so fucking good. It was mostly thanks to their emotional attachment towards each other. No matter how kinky they were, it was still technically making love in the eyes of Aiden. It would not be the same with another girl. He never wanted to see another girl like this. Clarke as it for him – Clarke was his everything.

Now that she was sitting upright and his arms could maneuver, he started by undoing the button of her jeans and pulling them down below her thighs. At this angle, that was about all he could do, though. However, her panties quickly followed, pulling the material down until her pussy was exposed. As one hand remained on her breasts, Aiden moved his left hand in between her legs. He started by tracing the entrance of her tight pussy, only teasing her with one finger before slowly inserting two inside of her, expanding her walls. Before they did anything, he wanted to ensure Clarke was nice and wet.

His clothed cock was growing harder, especially if Clarke had started moaning at this point. However, from this position, she would have to work on undoing his jeans and removing his boxers as well. The one hand remaining against her tits alternated time between each breast, following a period of squeezing and even slapping each breast. His infatuation with those two mounds of flesh clearly had not died down at all the past few months. “I love you, Princess. I love you so much.” Then, the hand around her nipple slipped up to the back of her neck and slowly pulled her back down towards him. This time, his lips locked with hers, immediately pressing his tongue deep into her mouth as the urge to kiss her was impossible to ignore.

 

[Amaranthine]

"I have a feeling we're in for a long night then," she remarked with a grin as he pushed her so that she was vertical. Clarke also had been left with nothing but memories over the last several months and as great as they were, memories never sufficed. Clarke was constantly left craving the next time they would meet, and hoping that one day she would get to touch him again. As soon as he touched her she couldn't help but moan; with how long it had been since anything had touched her other than her own hand, to have Aiden between her legs felt intoxicating in its own right. As he explored outside of her she grinded her hand just slightly against him, and the moment he slipped inside of her came with a gasp; she had to brace herself with her hand against the ground beneath them.

As he worked her walls, she slid her knee forward slightly to push her pants past it. It took some maneuvering but with her back arched she was able to remove her shoes and then take hold of the hem of her pants and pull, removing one side. The next was easier, there was less of a struggle as she wasn't trying to deal with the waist of them spread over Aiden's lap. At that moment, she left her panties where they were - there was no harm and she had freed herself of the restricting bottoms. That didn't stop her from unbuttoning his pants and then hooking both them and his boxers with her fingers to slide them down. To do so her hands slipped around his pelvis and she made sure to take a cheeky grab of his ass, accompanied by a grin, as she pulled the clothing down. Only once his hips were free was his cock freed, already eager, and her pulse raced strong in her neck as she pulled away from their kiss. She looked him in the eye, gaze full of love, as she spoke: "I love you too, Aiden."

Clarke wanted to just lay back and let him please her, she really did: she was about to have what would probably be some of the best sex of her life and she knew that Aiden would make sure she came hard with him. She was pulled down on top of him in nothing but half-removed undies on and now that she had started the removal of his pants she could feel his cock pressing against her thigh. There was little in the world that had felt more arousing to her than that moment. However, as much as Clarke liked the idea of being selfish she was not, and she was going to make sure that he got as much attention as he gave tonight. Using one hand to brace herself she returned to kissing him and snaked the other down his lean, muscular body. Once she reached his pelvis she took his cock in hand; she knew the perfect tightness through their experience and she did just that. Then, once she let out a pleased sigh for being able to touch him once more, she began to stroke his length.

 

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Raising his hips, Aiden ensured that Clarke was granted plenty of room to remove his boxers and his jeans. Even though she had not touched him yet, the erection was starting to grow. Just the mere thought of making love with Clarke combined with kissing her lips and playing with her breasts was more than enough to start the stimulation. After her smaller, soft hand wrapped around his thick girth, Aiden offered a light moan. For the past few months, the only option for him was using his hand while imagining Clarke was with him. “I’m not going to lie… when I thought about you, more often than not, I needed to get myself off. I kept picturing your body against mine, the way your lips taste, the feel of your breasts in my hand, the feeling of your pussy around my cock… I’m happy I don’t have to only imagine it anymore.” Offering a smirk, Aiden wanted to make it obvious that he had masturbated on many occasions while thinking about her just as Aiden was sure she did while thinking about him. Besides, there was not much to do in that room anyways. It only helped alleviate his feelings marginally, though.

The only true relief was coming from his sweet Princess, Clarke Griffin. As she began stroking his length, Aiden started pumping his fingers into her nether lips faster than before. Though it had been months, every inch of her body was remembered. Even in between those pink lips, in between her legs – Bryce could recount her sweet spots exactly. His eyes closed gently as they kissed and his tongue continued massaging the inside of her mouth. His free hand threaded through the girl’s long, curly, blonde hair time and time again. It only took a few pumps from her hand to bring a full erection, though. Clarke always had a special power. Hell, often all she would do was kiss him or look at him a certain way and it would get him ready to jump out of his pants. There was something so sultry and seductive about the girl and whatever it was still remained relevant. “You have no idea… the things I’m going to do with you the next week.” Aiden spoke with a smirk playing against his lips. He used this statement as an opportunity to pull away from the kiss and catch his breath so he could dive right back in.

Of course, he intended to play with her for the rest of their life. He doubted their sex life would ever decrease or dull. But this next week was going to be full of fucking, he was sure. After all, they must do something after being apart for so long, right? He was not kidding about making up for lost time. Especially in these first days, Aiden would attempt to find any chance he could or any excuse he could to touch and/or fuck Clarke. Perhaps offering to give her a foot massage after a long day, perhaps offering to give her stress relief after a long day, perhaps saying she had been a bad girl for not listening to him and she needed to be taught a lesson… Aiden saw it all happening soon.

 

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"Is that supposed to be a threat?" Clarke quipped as he took a breather, arousal seeping in to her breath. It was obvious that hearing about him getting off to the image of her had an affect on her, and she would be lying if she tried to claim that she hadn't found herself many times with her hand between her legs and nothing but memories of him and her imagination to guide her. It wasn't the same, but it was what she had and it was always, always Aiden in those thoughts.

The quick break in their kisses gave Clarke time to come up with an idea, and after giving him one more kiss she softly pushed his arm away from her. It was not that she didn't enjoy it - no, Clarke was loving being able to touch him again. Instead she simply had another idea and while Aiden may have wondered why she stopped him, Clarke had a feeling he would enjoy what was coming when he realized. With a bit of work she pulled his pants the rest of the way off and then his boxers, leaving him bared, and as she settled above his thighs she resumed stroking him, leaning in to trail kisses down his belly. She moved south slowly and her lips found what felt like every inch of Aiden's belly; all the while her hand pumped slow, languid strokes on his cock.

As he face neared his cock she kissed just above the pubic area before she looked up towards him with his length still in hand. "May I?" She asked in a sultry tone, giving him a mischievous little grin from her spot.

 

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Aiden knew better than to think Clarke did not like his hands on her breasts. When she pushed his hands away, Aiden knew the girl had a plan. The contents of the plan were not revealed easily, though. It was not until his Princess started kissing down his chest and abdomen in a familiar path. This was not the first time Clarke had done this. Each time, shivers were sent down his spin. Feeling her lips over every inch of his body, trailing down towards his hips never failed to light him on fire. Truthfully, there was not an inch of skin where he did not wish to feel her lips.



When she pulled down his jeans and boxers until his cock had sprung free, the last kiss near his pelvis drew a moan from his lips. The arousal was only heightened when her hand continued gripping the length before slowly pumping down and up his length. When Clarke asked for permission to use her mouth on his cock, all Aiden did was wink at her before responding. “Of course, Princess. You may do whatever you want.” He cooed to her, reaching a hand down from this position to rest gently on her face.



After nuzzling his palm against her cheek, Aiden retired his arm back down onto the ground. If she had been paying attention, she could see how quickly he was growing now that she was ready to use her mouth. Though Aiden did not know the plan, he was eager. Whether she finished him with her mouth or only used this as a measure of foreplay, Aiden would ensure she was given the same attention and reached an orgasm, too. For now, though, she had control.

 

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Over the course of their relationship it had become clear that, like many other things, Clarke really enjoyed oral play - be that oral sex, given by either of them, or even just licking, sucking, kissing and gently biting Aiden's skin. His princess really liked to have things in her mouth - which made his love for gags a tantalizing struggle between her urge to have her lips against him and her desire to please him in any way possible. In the end it resulted in a desperate flurry of kisses against every inch of his body as soon as her lips were freed, and Clarke wasn't sure which one of them liked the attack of attention more - him or her. For now, though? Clarke had free reign to do as she pleased, and given that she hadn't laid hands on her true love in so long she was going to cherish ever moment of it.

"Thank you," she replied with the kind of sweetness that didn't match the fire in her eyes - she was desperate to please. She was Aiden's princess which made him her prince, one day her king perhaps - and he would get treated as such. Anything that he would want would be his, and that level of submission was a part of Clarke that only Aiden got to see. For a few moments she continued to stroke his length, mouth watering at how hard he grew in anticipation of the warm, wet touch of her mouth. Her tongue then found the base of his length and swirled down, lapping at his cock in the first taste she had gotten in over a year. As much as they both wanted an infinite amount of each other, she started slow; as much as Clarke wanted to immerse herself in her boyfriend she also wanted to take the time to savor, especially for the first few sweet moments.

She could only hold off so long, though. Aiden wasn't the only one with a desire aching to be quenched and though she teased and touched and licked for the first few minutes, before long she couldn't help but give in to her own desires. She palmed his testicles with one hand, using her fingers to stimulate the sensitive sack with a gentle touch, and brought her mouth down around the tip of his thick, throbbing cock. She took as much of him as she comfortably could in to his mouth to start, licked and sucked and let her saliva coat him, before easing back up towards the tip and then attempting to take his entire length.