A/N: Normal disclaimers. I own nothing from NBC, blah blah blah. Multiple one-shots of what happened between the scenes and episodes at SVU, specifically for Olivia Benson and Alex Cabot. The intention would be for each chapter to be stand-alone for the most part.

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BETWEEN THE SCENES: REPRESSION 3.01

The first time it happen came as a surprise to both women. Not that neither of them hadn't "experimented" in college, but they weren't college-aged any longer. They both knew that keeping their personal and professional lives separate was important in both their jobs. Still, surprise or not, everything came natural, like they had been lovers for years.

They had only known each other for just under a year. Summer had ended, and the fall leaves had just begun to change colors. It was a Friday evening and the squad that just finished up a case where a therapist had planted false memories in a young girl who believed her father had raped her, and which ultimately led to him being murdered.

"Did you know that something like 30% of women never has an orgasm?" Munch randomly said as the squad was beginning their first round of beer at Chauncey's. All the men focused their attention on Alex and Olivia.

"I could see that," Alex said. "I mean, most men have no idea what they're doing in the bedroom."

"Just how large of sample size are we talking about, Alex?" Elliot asked and smirked.

"Good try, but we are not having that conversation," Alex said. She turned and faced Olivia. "What about you, Olivia? Does 30% seem about right to you?"

Olivia took a drink of her beer to think about her answer. Truthfully, most men she had been with had been clueless in the bedroom, but she had also been with enough women in her past to know what she liked and exactly how to get it. Having an orgasm, or giving one, had never been an issue for her.

"I don't know," Olivia said. "I mean, one of the points of sex is an orgasm, and if you're not having them, then you're not doing something right. Of course, there are other reasons to have sex, but let's face it, the orgasm is what makes a sweaty, naked body next to you enjoyable."

Everyone at the table blushed, including Alex.

"So, you're saying you always have an orgasm?" Alex asked.

"I'm saying, I know how to get what I want, and make sure that my partners have never left unsatisfied either," Olivia said. The eye contact between the two women was intense. Of course, it wasn't noticed by any of the men because they were all too embarrassed and intrigued by the conversation.

Olivia took another drink of her beer. "I mean, if you want pointers, Alex, I'll be happy to give you a hand." Olivia laughed as she said it, hoping Alex and the others would see it as a joke. Alex didn't respond but laughed as she took another drink of her beer.

"Well, on that note, I better get going home before Kathy starts worrying," Elliot said.

"Us, too," Munch said, and Fin looked at him funny. "What? You're my ride." Fin rolled his eyes but got up to leave.

"You ladies have a good night," Munch said. "But Alex, if she does give you any pointers, we expect full details Monday morning."

"Shut up and go home," Olivia said, throwing a napkin at him.

Within a few minutes, a man who had been sitting nearby walked over to their table.

"You know, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, and I'd be interested in some pointers. Could I buy you a drink?" He was already drunk, and was attractive and charming enough, but neither Olivia nor Alex was interested.

"I don't think so," Olivia said. "We were just leaving anyway." The two women got up and left some money on the table with what the guys had left. They walked out of the front of the bar and into the crisp air on the street.

"I'm sorry about that," Olivia said. "We can go someplace else if you want. I just didn't want to drunk guys to start hitting on us."

"No, I completely understand, Liv," Alex said. "We could take a cab to my place if you like. I have beer there and probably some food somewhere. Plus, I can assure you that there won't be any drunk men hitting on you there. Drunk women, on the other hand." Alex gave Olivia a smile. They were both buzzed and had been flirty all night, but that wasn't anything new. Olivia wasn't sure what it meant, she just knew that she hoped Alex wasn't joking about hitting on her.

"Sounds good, counselor," Olivia said. They hailed a cab and within 10 minutes, were in front of Alex's apartment building.

"Wow, Alex, this is a nice place," Olivia said. It was much bigger than her apartment, but not extravagant. She wasn't sure what to expect, but this was more comfortable than she expected from Alex Cabot.

"Thanks," Alex said. "It's a little bigger than I wanted, but it does have a great view and has enough room for all of my law school books to have their own office." Alex walked back to the living room where Olivia had sat down on the couch. She handed Olivia a beer and sat down a plate of cheese and crackers.

"What, no caviar and wine?" Olivia said, teasing the ADA.

"Wine, yes. Caviar, no," Alex said. "But it's a beer drinking kind of night. I figured we shouldn't mix the alcohol."

"Yeah, I can never remember the order of when it's safe to drink or when you're going to be puking like a sea-sick passenger," Olivia said.

"So, about these tips you were going to show me." Alex turned toward Olivia on the couch and had moved closer to her friend.

"Are you hitting on me, counselor? Because you promised that..."

"No, I promised no drunk men would be hitting on you. I specifically said I couldn't make promises about women who have had a little too much to drink," Alex replied, moving within inches of Olivia.

"Alex, I'm not sure this is a good idea," Olivia said. The words came out, but she couldn't force herself to move away from the blonde sitting too close to her.

"I think it's a great idea," Alex said. "Besides, you wouldn't want to leave me unsatisfied, would you?"

At the sound of Alex's words, Olivia quickly pressed her lips to Alex's and put her hand on the back of Alex's head while she used her tongue to part Alex's mouth. Alex moaned and responded with her body, slipping her arms around Olivia's back and pulling her closer for more contact.

Olivia pulled back for just a moment. This wasn't like her. She didn't sleep with co-workers. Sure, there had been Cassidy, but he only validated her rule even more - never cross business and pleasure.

"We're drunk," Olivia said.

"We had four beers in three hours," Alex said. "I can assure you we're not drunk." She moved her lips down Olivia's neck, getting a moan out of the brunette.

"We have to work together," Olivia said.

"We're not working now," Alex said. "Besides, you did promise to give me a hand. I'd hate for you to perjure yourself."

As much as Olivia knew it was a bad idea, she couldn't control her urges anymore. She worked on unbuttoning Alex's blouse only to become frustrated by it and rip the buttons apart. Alex gasped but immediately laid back on the couch and pulled Olivia on top of her.

Olivia worked quickly to unhook Alex's bra, while Alex unbuttoned her pants. Olivia helped Alex raise up long enough to slip her pants off and tossed them on the floor. She immediately closed her mouth around Alex's breasts. She used one of her free hands to run down Alex's thigh, teasing the top of her panties and slipping her own thigh between Alex's leg.

"Oh, Liv, please. I'm more than ready," Alex muttered in between heavy breaths.

Olivia took the hint and pushed Alex's panties down. She slowly ran her fingers along the outside of Alex's center while she worked her mouth down Alex's body. She began gently and slowly, licking up Alex's slit to adjust her to the contact. With that she began licking and sucking on Alex's clit until she heard whimpering from the blonde. It was only then that she slipped her fingers inside of Alex, never removing her mouth contact. She made a point to raise her eyes up so she could watch Alex's reacting to having Olivia inside her and her mouth on her core.

Yep. She's definitely going to be left satisfied tonight, Olivia smiled to herself and went back to work work on the blonde. Olivia could tell just when Alex was close to exploding and made a point to pull back and ease off. She didn't know if she would ever have another chance to be with Alex and she wanted to make it last as long as possible.

Alex, on the other hand, must have had other things in mind.

"Olivia! I swear to god! Please let me come, I can't take much more," she begged.

Olivia was always eager to please her lovers, and in this case, she knew Alex was about to explode whether she willed her to or not, so she obliged. She stiffened her tongue on Alex's clit and began running circles while curling her fingers inside the blonde. It didn't take long for Alex's lower body to shoot up off the couch. Luckily, Olivia had expected it and had placed a hand on Alex's hip to keep them attached. Olivia kept her fingers thrusting inside Alex and tongue gently lapping her lover until she felt Alex's body fully relax. She then climbed back up to Alex's mouth and placed a kiss on her lips while Alex tried to regain her breath.

"Wow. That was definitely satisfying and much better than most of my dates," Alex said.

"I do aim to please," Olivia said and grinned.

"Well, if you'd like to move this to the bedroom, I'd like to return the favor, detective," Alex said.

Olivia got up and followed Alex to the bedroom. She still knew this wasn't a good idea for them, but there was no way she was going to turn down a night of passion in Alex's bed. Tomorrow she could deal with the consequences, but tonight, she planned to enjoy.

Two hours later, both Olivia and Alex lay breathless on the bed, having made the most of their time together...several times.

"You know we can't do this again, right?" Olivia finally said.

"I know. It was a one-time drunken night out," Alex said.

"I thought you said we weren't drunk?" Olivia teased.

"Well, you know what I mean. But you're right, we work together, so we need to keep our personal lives separate," Alex said.

Olivia got up from the bed and began picking up the pieces of her clothing and getting dressed. She could tell Alex was watching her.

"You know, if you keep looking at me like that, someone is going to notice," Olivia said as she finished dressing.

"Well, as long as you keep your clothes on, we shouldn't have a problem," Alex smirked.

Olivia leaned over the bed and kissed Alex one last time. "I'll see you Monday morning, counselor."

Olivia let herself out of Alex's apartment with every intention of letting the night be what it was intended to be - a one-night stand. Of course, you know what they say about good intentions. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.