'Involvement'
Disclaimer: Well no shit. Fanfiction – the clue's in the title. Not my characters, not my show. Believe me, if they were, there'd be a hell of a lot more sex...
Not set after any specific episode, this AO slash fic takes place after a successfully resolved case (no particular one – just that they won and won good). This may be the only chapter, or I may decide to develop it further – we shall see. My first attempt at a Law & Order fic, just because I've started getting into it again. I didn't know I had Hallmark! Anyway, this is M because... well, if is isn't yet it will be soon. Long live Alex...
Elliot clapped his partner on the shoulder as those in the courtroom got up from the benches and left through the double doors at the back. Olivia smiled at him, then nodded to Fin and Munch who had been watching from the other side.
"'Bout time too" grunted Elliot, picking up his jacket and shaking out his legs. "I hate these benches..."
"Mm, we going for a drink?"
"Sure, ask Fin and Munch, I'm going to ring Kathy, pick up some stuff... see you in 20?"
Olivia nodded, and strolled over to where Fin and Munch were congratulating Alex on a case well won.
"Drinks?"
A murmur of assent came from the two guys, but the ADA stayed silent, looking down at a scuff on her briefcase as Fin and Munch left the courtroom to get a cab. The room was now empty.
"Want to join us Alex?"
"Um, sure. I mean, if that's OK with the rest of... you know with everyone..."
She sounded a lot more unsure of herself when not talking about a case, Olivia was taken aback.
"Of course, it's as much your victory as ours." She paused, glancing slyly at the blonde. "You looked really good up there."
Alex gave a small snort. "No, too many mistakes. I baulked that second question about the sheets and I was totally unprepared for the twist in the closing statement, I had to totally change tact at the last moment..."
Olivia shook her head, she hadn't noticed any of this – Alex's prosecution had seemed flawless – but that hadn't been what she'd meant.
Elliot opened the door and leaned into the room.
"We've got a cab Liv, you coming?"
"Yeah, we both are"
"Ok, well we've only got a seat for one, and that's for whoever wants to sit between the Blues Brothers in the back..." He glanced between the two women. Alex didn't usually come with them, preferring to... well, he didn't know what Alex did in her spare time.
"I have my car" Said both women at the same time.
"Oh, we can take mine"
"No, we'll take mine, I'll drop you back..."
"Take one, take both, take none and walk it – we'll see you by the pool table in fifteen minutes!" Called Elliot as he waved his way out.
Alex and Olivia laughed.
"Come on, I'll drive us both, and you won't have to split a cab fare" Said Alex, smiling.
"Sounds good councillor"
Three hours and many rounds later, the group were finally having a good time. Pre-case drinking was always a slightly solemn affair at first, it usually followed the prosecution of a rape, a murder, or any combination of the two, but to dwell too long on their work would mean a sad and dark life for all of them.
"...and then..." Elliot wiped tears of laughter from his eyes as he recounted the story that had them all in hysterics, "and then this wise-ass kid with acne looks at me and says, he says 'Do you think you're a cop or something?', and I'm like, yeah, I show him my badge and gun and the kid wets himself, starts crying on the floor..."
"And all because of a broken window?" Asked Munch, carrying a tray with another round on it.
"Pretty much!"
"Man, if some punk smashed my car window, I would give the shit a piece of my mind!" Growled Fin, leaning across the table in a sudden movement and spilling a half full bottle of bear into Alex's lap.
"Oh shit!" She leapt up.
"Ah Alex I'm sorry"
"It's ok, at least I didn't break your window huh? I'll just go clean up"
Alex was hovering impatiently by the entrance to the ladies when Olivia joined her a minute later, holding a clump of napkins.
"Here, I thought it might be full in there, always is this time of the night"
"Thanks, what time is it? Shit it's late!"
"Yeah. That's a nice ring Al"
Alex looked at the hand holding a now soggy clump of napkins. A small silver ring with a small red ruby in the centre was the only piece of jewellery she never took off.
"Thanks, I've had it for years... from way back..."
"Who from?"
"Um... my first serious... my first serious girlfriend" Alex didn't meet her eyes, but Olivia didn't miss a beat.
"It's real nice"
The door of the ladies opened, and a woman came out. The corridor was thin, and as the woman pushed past Olivia had to press Alex against the wall. The woman passed, but neither of them moved.
"Um..." Said Alex, after a good few moments had passed.
"Sorry, Al, I didn't realise..." Olivia made to move back, blushing slightly, but Alex instinctively pulled her back.
"No, I wasn't going to say that, I was going to..." her voice trailed off, and she leant forward and kissed Olivia swiftly on the lips.
They broke apart, embarrassed and looking guilty, a split second before Eliot rounded the corner.
"This isn't the men's... the men's is... its the other side of the bar, I'm not going to the ladies 'cause I don't have a... you know... well of course you know 'cause you're women... pretty women too, not like most police officers and lawyers who aren't pretty..." Elliot continued muttering drunkenly to himself as he turned around and wandered over to the other toilet.
"He's drunk" laughed Alex, looking to break the tension.
"He's right. You are a really pretty woman Alex."
"You're just saying that because I kissed you..."
"No, I'm just saying it because it's true."
"Liv, you're beautiful, I'm sorry I kissed you, I don't even know if you're-"
Before she had time to finish the sentence, Olivia kissed her, hard, pressing into her body and robbing her brain of all thought.
It was a good kiss.
When they broke apart, their breathing was fast, their cheeks flushed. Standing there looking at each other for a while, eventually Olivia cleared her throat.
"We should get back to the table"
"Yeah my skirt's still wet... and it reeks of beer... I think I might go home"
"Ok, I'll take a cab later then"
"Yeah, or... you could always come with me" Olivia started, her eyebrow flickered upwards ever so briefly. Alex smiled patiently at her. "I can drop you off at your car – but after I've changed"
"That would be ok"
"Yeah? Then let's leave the guys a bit of cash and get out of here"
Alex's apartment was close to the bar, and the two got there fairly quickly.
"Come on up, I won't be long – I just want to get this into the washing machine quick"
"Baking powder I think is the one that's good for that stuff... or nail polish remover or something" Olivia was babbling as she got out of the car.
The apartment was dark when they got in, Alex flicked the light switch and cursed under her breath.
"Shit, I buy cheap bulbs, sorry – you'll have to wait in the dark" In response, Olivia fished a tiny maglight out of her pocket and switched it on. "Genius Liv. The kitchen lamp should work, hang on..."
In the semi-darkness, Alex expertly dodged coffee tables and dining chairs, switching on the kitchen light. The room, now bathed in a soft yellow glow, was big, housing the kitchen on a raised platform at the side, the dining space, the tv and a couple of small sofas.
"Nice place" remarked Olivia, putting away her torch.
"Thanks... about earlier, would you be interested in... maybe going... out... for dinner or something, sometime?"
"I'd like that Al but... I'm not so sure"
"Oh, ok"
"I'd really, really like that, but with my job and the cases and... it's just sometimes harder to get involved with someone. I'm sorry."
"Oh. I understand." The truth was that she didn't, but she'd be damned if she was going to admit that to Benson. After a moment, Alex gestured towards the bedroom door. "I'd better change my skirt, if you want to get back to your car any time tonight"
"Actually..." Olivia moved forwards, swiftly, until she was right up close to Alex. "I can't go out with you Alex. It's too... hard. But, if it's ok with you, I would really, really like some... sex..." she barely breathed the last word it was so quiet.
Alex leaned forward, kissing Olivia hard and fast, pressing into her as hard as she could. Olivia kissed her back, relieved and longing all at the same time.
"Let's get you out of those wet things..." She murmured into Alex's half open lips. Alex laughed.
"Oh the cliché, detective!" As she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it, revealing long toned legs in thigh high hold-ups. Her laugh turned into small sounds of pleasure as Olivia began kissing her neck, hard, as she slipped the jacket off Alex's shoulders.
Feeling under dressed and wanting her own back, Alex fumbled quickly with the Olivia's belt, loosening the black trousers, and before Olivia could realise what was happening, Alex slipped her hand down into Olivia's underwear, cupping the damp triangle between the legs of her colleague. Olivia gasped, surprised and broke away from Alex's neck.
"Bedroom" Hissed Alex, pushing Olivia towards the bedroom door.
Half pulling, half pressing into each other, the two stumbled their way onto Alex's bed. By this time, Alex had gotten rid of Olivia's sweater and white t-shirt, and Olivia of Alex's shirt and one stocking. Both pairs of shoes had been kicked off somewhere along the way.
Alex pressed hard into Olivia, both women trying to get every inch of their bodies into contact with the other. With a sudden push of Olivia's hips, Alex felt her pussy dampen, and she moaned in pleasure, giving Olivia the opportunity she wanted to flip Alex over.
Pinned down by Olivia, wrists held above the pillow, Alex lifted her head up to meet Olivia's lips.
"Fuck me Benson" she panted, eyes narrow, "I dare you"
In response, Olivia unhooked Alex's bra, one hand still holding Alex to the bed, and began to suck on her soft flesh. Though she moaned and twisted, Olivia did not let up her hold on Alex, keeping her forced down as she moved down her body, kissing, sucking, nibbling, until she got to the small lacy knickers.
"These are pretty, Councillor, they look good on you..."
"Take them off!" Olivia kissed the damp patch through the cloth "take them off dammit!"
Olivia let go of Alex's arms as she used both hands to slide Alex's underwear off her body, taking the remaining stocking with it.
"Whatever you say Al..." she breathed, as she licked her lips and set to work.