Title: Tired of Waiting

Rating: M

Fandom: Guiding Light

Pairing: Olivia/Natalia

Disclaimer: Don't own them. Have to say, those who do own them are doing wonderful things with them!

'I don't know what else to do'

'I don't think there's anything else you can do' Olivia's ever practical and reasonable approach wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear.

'There has to be... cause I just want him to be happy, and that's all I've ever done, is just try to make my son happy.'

'Yea, you know... he was a kid, but he's a man now and he's going to have to figure out a way to make himself happy.' My baby, my baby was growing up, becoming a man and I was helpless to do anything about it.

'But I'm his mom...'

'And as parents we just want our kids to be okay...'

'It's just, this is the first time that... making things okay for Rafe is not the same as what will make things okay for me ... Am I ever going to make this okay for me and for Rafe?' It had been one of the most agonising realisations I had to face. That didn't make it any less true. I knew that I could not sacrifice my happiness, Olivia's happiness and possible Emma's happiness just because he couldn't, no wouldn't, accept us.

'I don't know' It was at that moment with Olivia I truly felt like I wasn't on my own. I looked into her eyes and saw how much she wanted it to be different with Rafe. All my adult life I was on my own, it was always up to me. I raised my son on my own making all the little and big decisions along the way without anyone to support me through them.

This time looking at Olivia, I knew, I knew that she wouldn't lie to me. She wouldn't make empty promises. What she did do, was understand, she knew how important my son was to me and she gave me time and space to call him again. She let me know I could rely on her to be there for me, anyway I needed her.

After leaving about ten more messages on Rafe's phone, Olivia had come back over to me. Even though I was in agony over my relationship with my son I was thankful for her unwavering, silent support. I knew this must be trying for her too.

'I'm sorry, I'm gonna, I'm really gonna just sort this all out, and I'll fix everything with Rafe and then it'll be done'

'It's okay, I don't mind waiting... hey...' the feel of her touching my face almost brought me to tears.

'I, I do'

'You do what?

'I do, I mind, I mind waiting, I am so done with waiting... that is all we've been doing, is waiting. Since the first second that we explained to each other how we feel, we've been waiting. First we were waiting for Frank to be okay. And then we were waiting for Rafe to get out of jail... and then for him to adjust, and then we had to wait for him to understand and accept us. And then as soon as that's done, then we'll be waiting to explain it to Emma. And then after that we're gonna have to wait and see how the neighbours feel about it and then after that there's going to be something else to wait for and I don't wanna wait...'

'I don't wanna wait... I don't wanna wait either'. The relief that she still felt the same way was unexplainable.

'No?' I just had to be sure, this was a huge step for us and I wanted us both to be ready.

'Come on, guys, what are you waiting for? Let's go.' When Emma turned up it was like a sign from God, to tell me to stop waiting. It was time to show Olivia exactly how much I love her and how completely.

'Nothing... we're not waiting for anything' She said and I knew she was with me, I knew she was just as anxious for the waiting to end as I was. When she ran her hand over my cheek I couldn't wait to get home.

Unfortunately reality reared its ugly head and we had to wait for Emma to go to bed. It was ironic, I get a sign to stop waiting and then there's more waiting to endure. I really love that girl but tonight I just wanted her to go to bed and to sleep, so I could have her mother all to myself.

Eventually, after agonising hours of heated looks and desperately trying to control myself the moment had come. Emma was finally in bed and we checked to make sure she was asleep. Olivia led me quickly into her room, which was the furthest from Emma's. I barely looked around at all. As soon as we entered the room we were kissing so passionately I wondered if my legs were going to continue to hold me.

I couldn't get close enough to her. All the weeks of waiting, of dreaming of being with Olivia were finally over. My hands frantically tried to get all her clothes off. I felt her tugging at my clothes and suddenly we were one big tangle. I couldn't help but look to her and laugh. In the movies it was always so much smoother, but this was real. This was me with Olivia and that made it perfect, smooth didn't matter.

Pulling away slightly we kissed slowly. I was thinking how much quicker it would be done if we undressed ourselves, so I stepped away to undress. She seemed to understand and started to take her own clothes off. If I wasn't so busy soaking in every piece of flesh revealed to me I might have considered being embarrassed, but it didn't once cross my mind. I instantly missed Olivia's lips and running my lips over hers.

As soon as I was free of my clothes I stepped over to Olivia again and started kissing every inch of flesh revealed. She was so soft, so beautiful I couldn't believe it. The feeling of her arching into my lips was astonishing. She started moaning and I had to have more.

When she had finally removed every stitch of clothing, I pushed her against the wall and ran my fingers over her sides. I moved them to cup her breasts and then moved my hands around to rub my hands over her ass and up her back. I couldn't get enough. All I could think about was touching her, seeing her and then tasting her.

Olivia groaning as I sucked her nipples into my mouth for the first time. It was the most erotic moment I ever experienced. She grabbed my hips pulling me closer. Her breast popped out of my mouth as I gasped at the feeling of our bodies against each other. I had to have more, my hands moved frantically over her body trying to get to know every part immediately.

Suddenly Olivia turned the tables and I found myself squashed between the wall and the heaving body of Olivia Spencer. I didn't have a second to consider this before I felt her lips trail over my neck and felt her hands moving over the tops of my legs. My legs parted for her and my hips rose under her attention. I was desperate for firmer contact.

My body was calling out for her. I tried to tell her but I couldn't get a word out, all my mouth was able to form was gasps and moans. She knew what I wanted as I felt her fingers slide between my legs and glide over my clit moving directly to my entrance.

I cried out as she entered me with one finger and then another. It was sensational. Her body melded to mine as we started rocking in time with her thrusts. I needed to feel her. I needed for her to feel as amazing as I did.

Without too much conscious thought my hand moved between her legs. She was saturated. It blew my mind and without conscious thought I placed two fingers at her entrance and pushed in with her next thrust into me.

She whimpered my name and looked at me with a look of stunned wonder in her eyes, which had long gone dark with lust. We fell to the floor but did not stop the rhythm of our fingers moving within each other. She was over me, between my legs and I wrapped them around her, pulling her as close to me as possible.

I was so close. I had never orgasmed with someone in the room with me. I wanted her to fall over the edge with me. I fondled the bundle of nerves where my thump was resting frantically. She copied me and within seconds we were crying out the others name together.

The weight of her body falling over mine was perfect. I felt so open, so exposed but she made me feel safe. After a couple of moments I kissed her cheek and she moved against me. Instantly I knew I wanted her again, once was never going to be enough.

With very little persuasion we moved over to the bed and I frantically started to kiss her again. I couldn't contain myself. I needed Olivia, I needed her to love me again. Before I knew what I was doing I had her pinned beneath me.

Straddling her stomach I started moving against her as I kissed her deeply and completely. Moving her hand to my waist she pulled me onto her. The increased pressure against my already sensitive skin made me cry out for her and within minutes I collapsed on top of her.

Still it wasn't enough. I needed more of her. I needed to hear her cry out from pleasure again. Moving down her body I kissed and nipped every inch of skin. She arched into me. She moaned out my name. I spent long minutes suckling her nipples.

My hands caressed every inch of skin they could reach. As my mouth moved down her body my fingers found her nipples and pinched, rolled and squeezed them as she cried out for more. Other senses kicked in as I settled between her legs for the first time. I spent long moments memorising the view of her lying open beneath me. Then the scent of her reached my nose and my need increased again.

When I had dreamt of this moment my mind could never figure out quite what to do. But in that moment it didn't matter, because I knew what I wanted and hoped it would be as pleasurable to her as it was for me. My mouth watered as it lowered to taste her for the first time. The taste was like nothing I ever tasted before and I instantly loved it.

Olivia grasped at my head as I started moving my tongue between the folds. I tried to gather up as much moisture as I could find. In my explorations I found out what made her moan, what made her gasp and what made her cry out. I couldn't get enough of the sounds and knowingly avoided where she repeatedly tried to steer me towards.

After long wonderful moments I gathered her between my lips and sucked. She arched up off the bed crying out my name. It was heavenly. I wanted more. I wanted all of her. While still sucking, I thrust my tongue in to her as far as it would go and pinched her nipples at the same time. Her hips started moving frantically and she was chanting my name. It was incredible.

My own need reared and I threw one leg over hers and started gliding along her calf in time with the thrusts of my tongue into her. All thought stopped I was focused only on pleasuring Olivia and responding to her cries. All too soon it came to an end with her careening into orgasm screaming out my name. As she did so her foot moved against me and I followed her into orgasm.

I slowly crawled up her body and was greeted by her open arms. I kissed her gently on the mouth trying to convey how much I loved her. Curling up in each others arms we fell asleep.

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