AN: Back with another two shot from my Cabenoah/Chocolate and Glasses universe. It's based on a pic SMarch posted earlier this year that she entitled 'Don't. Want. To. Get Up.' and my muse couldn't resist using it. I will be posting a copy of the Instagram pic to the Pinterest board for those that mightn't know which pic I'm talking about (link on my lookup). This two shot takes place just over one week after the events of the previous story 'Missing Mama' (please go read that if you haven't already) and will contain M rated lady loving ;-). Olivia's POV for this first chapter, Alex's POV in the next. I also want to give readers a heads up that I might be a bit sporadic with updates to all my stories over the next few weeks, possibly even months. Long story short: bought a house and I need to move not only all my stuff, but my entire business too. So I hope this will tide readers over in the meantime and please be patient with me until I can everything sorted :-)
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My eyes slowly flutter open and I can immediately tell it's going to be one of those days for Alex when I hear the sound of steady rain against the bedroom window pane. I have something very special planned for my fiancée and our son today, but now my Saturday plans could be in disarray with this gloomy weather. Just like the lyrics that Karen Carpenter sang: 'Rainy days and Mondays always get me down', or in this case, always get Alex down. All Alex will want to do is stay curled up in bed, and if it was any other weekend I'd oblige her. Heck, I'd even grab Noah from his room and we'd all curl up in our bed together all day.
Yawning silently and stretching carefully so as not to wake the beautiful sleeping woman beside me just yet, I go over my plan of attack in convincing Alex that staying in bed isn't an option today. After the sudden extradition from Los Angeles a week ago Alex had to attend and the emotional turmoil it caused, it took Noah almost all that time to settle back into our routine. The Friday evening Alex returned and we left the precinct after I finished my paperwork, Noah didn't want to let go of his exhausted Mama. That night, Saturday and Sunday nights, Noah slept with us in our bed, unwilling to stay in his own after reading him his nightly story then tucking him in. He was on the verge of a meltdown with his bottom lip wobbling when Alex and I went to leave after we dropped him at day care on Monday. Luckily his favourite day care teacher, Lucy Huston, came to the rescue with a small bubble wand and bottle of bubble mixture to distract Noah and allow our departure. I explained to Lucy on the phone that Friday morning what had transpired the afternoon before and why Noah wasn't going to day care that day. She knows Noah's history and she told me that it was best to reestablish his routine as soon as possible. There were some tears from Noah on Monday night when we went to tuck him in, so once again he came into our bed. Then around midnight, Alex and I placed Noah back in his bed without any protest.
It was only then Alex and I could reconnect as partners and lovers for the first time since before the extradition. Our clothes were hastily shed and tossed haphazardly on the floor as soon as we reentered our bedroom. Even though we were so desperate to be finally intimate, it was far from a hurried quickie. We were slow, gentle and tender in our lovemaking just like we prefer... not that we don't like a frenzied fuck every now and then. There is a time and place for expressing love like that, and that Monday night wasn't the time for either of us.
A small movement beside me indicates that Alex is beginning to rouse from her sleep. I turn my head and watch the woman that I love slowly wake.
"Good morning, beautiful," I whisper, pushing a lock of Alex's hair behind her ear and kissing her temple.
Before Alex can respond, a low rumble of thunder heralds even heavier rain.
"Don'wannage'up," Alex mumbles as she buries her face into the pillow. "Sat'day... an' rainin'."
"What was that, sweetheart?"
Alex lifts her head slightly and looks at me with one greyish-blue eye, "Don't wanna get up."
I ask innocently, "Why not?"
The look I receive from that one eye is unmistakably Alex's 'You've got to be kidding me?!' glare.
"Noah will be awake soon so we should get up," I coax softly.
"Don't. Want. To. Get. Up!" Alex grumbles, then yanks the bed sheets up over her head so I can't see her any longer.
All I want to do laugh at Alex's petulance because it's so damn cute seeing this side of her. I know people think Alex can be an Ice Princess... Elliott was the main instigator of that moniker... but I know sides of Alex Cabot that others don't and never get to see. I wait a few moments then wriggle down and under the sheets to badger Alex some more. I have to be careful not to rile her up too much otherwise this could backfire spectacularly and ruin everything.
"Why don't you want to get up?"
"Liv, it's Saturday and it's pouring rain!"
"So? Today's a great day to get up right now!" I reply with enthusiasm, snuggling closer to my fiancée.
"No, it's no! Now let me sleep until... I don't know... around lunchtime?"
"Alex, sweetie-" I say, but I'm cut off when Alex grunts with exasperation and she moves so that her head is no longer buried under the bed sheets where I'm still cocooned.
Perfect!
Even in the gloom of the morning downpour and being covered with the bed sheet, I can still see every inch of Alex's naked body laying on her side. I creep my hand closer to her lithe body and rest it on her slim hip.
While my thumb circles her peace sign tattoo, I plead, "Come on, Alex."
"Olivia Benson, nothing you can do or say will make me leave this bed before midday," Alex mutters.
That sounds like a challenge to me and I accept.
My hand moves up to cup Alex's breast before I take that dusty pink nipple between my lips. The groan I hear is one of annoyance yet laced with desire, so I continue. I take more of the soft flesh in my mouth while my tongue swirls around the tight bud. Abandoning the nipple with a 'pop', I begin nibbling my way down Alex's torso before veering back up and laving a broad lick between the valley of her breasts. Without any prompting, Alex rolls from her side to lay flat on her back, allowing me access to her entire body... just as I'd hoped for. I wish I could see beautiful her face but being hidden underneath the bed sheet like I am, Alex can only anticipate what I'll do next and I'm going to use that to my advantage.
I scatter open mouthed kisses at the base of her throat and the curve of her neck while being mindful not to mark her. Moving back down, I drag my tongue across the underside of each breast as I situate myself between Alex's legs. My mouth seals around the neglected nipple and I move my hand to tease the other. Alex's fingertips lightly trail up and down my bare back in mute encouragement to continue. It's not as if this is the first time I've done something like this... however, this is the first time I've had a somewhat selfish purpose to make my plans a reality. Flicking my tongue around and over the pebbled nub, my hand abandons the other breast and skates down to delicately cup Alex between her legs. My middle finger slips between smooth folds and begins circling Alex's clit teasingly as I feel her arousal beginning to build and hear those little pants and gasps of desire that's music to me ears.
And then, without warning, I abandon both her clit and nipple entirely.
"OLIVIA!" Alex screeches her protest.
"I thought you were wanting to get some sleep, 'Lex?" I laugh, scooting down the bed and to my intended destination
Before Alex can retort, I spread her thighs open and trail a line of tiny kisses from her bent knee to the juncture of her thigh. I skip over to the other juncture and continue kissing back up to her other knee. I can't help sinking my teeth gently into Alex's knee and eliciting a hiss from her. I drag my teeth along soft flesh back to the juncture of her thigh before placing a delicate kiss to each smooth fold then to the top of her mound. I let Alex's anticipation build, then lave a broad lick up her slit, earning myself a whimper of relief. Weaving my arms under her thighs and up onto her hips to keep them steady, I start to lash Alex's clit at an unrelenting pace. The only reprieve I allow her bundle of nerves is when I move to clean up the wetness spilling from her entrance. I push my tongue inside her core as far as I can, not wanting to lose any of Alex's arousal to the bed linen.
As much as I enjoy feeling of my fingers inside Alex when she comes, I continue to hold her hips firmly and teasing her clit as her orgasm takes hold and crashes over in successive waves. I take my time cleaning up Alex's arousal, being mindful not to tease her clit any further seeing as Alex has lazily tugged on my hair at the back of my head - her indication for no more.
"So there's nothing that will convince you to get up now?" I ask once I've settled on top Alex's body and move the sheet down to uncover my head so I can see her.
We share a slow kiss while Alex reaches for her glasses.
"Are you kidding me?! Olivia, you've just convinced me to stay in bed all day after that!" Alex pops her glasses on and licks her lips clean of her arousal.
I smile coyly, "So what if I said to you I thought we could shopping for wedding outfits today for you, me and Noah?"
Alex's eyes widen in awe, "Shopping for wedding outfits?"
"That's right. But if you want to stay in bed-"
In an instant I'm flat on my back from Alex pushing me off of her. She's out of bed in flash and pulling on her robe at a remarkable speed.
"Olivia, get up and get your ass moving!" Alex says as she ties her robe closed. She heads for the door and not before tossing my robe at my head.
I can't help laughing at the sudden about face of Alex's mood because I knew that surprise would get her out of bed. A few moments later I feel a small weight being placed on our bed and I can't figure out what it is.
"Noah, you find Mommy and tell her to get out of bed!" I hear Alex encourage.
I feel our son scrambling up the bed, then the robe being moved off my face so I'm greeted with a brown haired, blue eyed boy with an eight teeth grin.
"Mom-mee!" Noah coos with delight at finding me.
"Good morning!" I give Noah a hug. "Now go to Mama so I can get my robe on, Mr Stinky Butt!"
"Mama!" Noah bounces up and down in Alex's arms as I slip on my robe and cinch the belt around my waist.
"You didn't change him?" I ask as Alex passes Noah back to me.
Alex kisses me soundly, then smiles sweetly, "I left it for you as punishment for waking me up. Now get moving! We have wedding shopping to do!"