Chinatown Noir

Author's Note: Kittenmommy's double drabble (as she put it); "Secret Lover" inspired me to write this. I liked the idea and decided to use it as the inspiration for the "Chinatown Noir" series; a series of Alexandra Cabot and George Huang drabbles. The rules for my drabbles are a little different, you know. They are no longer than 500 words and no shorter than 100 hundred words. In this series, we highlight parts of Alex and George's relationship and it takes place at different parts of the seasons in which both Alex and George have appeared. This first chapter entitled "Chopsticks", takes place during season five, after "Maniac". This is also slightly AU, primarily because to me, "Law & Order: SVU" ended after "Loss" and of course, I don't want to deal with a post-Alex universe…hell, I can't even bring myself to watch SVU anymore…and I find that sad because I like Olivia so much.

Chopsticks

"George, I swear to God that I'll never understand why the Chinese choose to use chopsticks to eat with." Alexandra Cabot complained to her lover, George Huang. "I can't get the hang of it!"

Alex had ordered Chinese take out and was having dinner at her brownstone with George… and trying to teach herself how to eat with chopsticks, much to his amusement.

"Maybe next time, you won't order Chinese take out." George said with a smile and a wry chuckle.

Alex gave him a dirty look as she continued to struggle with the chopsticks. "Hey, it was your idea."

"Alex…"

"What, George?" By now, she was irritated and ready to pull out the forks.

"If you stop struggling…will you let me show you?" His smile was gentle and his eyes warm. Alex felt her heartbeat speed up the way it always did when he smiled his warm, wonderful smile at her.

She smiled and as always, that smile made her hair shimmer, her eyes light up, and her skin seem to glow. George felt his own heartbeat speed up. In the very back of George's mind, a little voice kept telling him that falling in love with a woman of the West was just begging for trouble. He tried to ignore it.  Then. Just as George's usually very organized and very focused mind was beginning to do something that was rather odd, wander, Alex's voice broke in and brought him back to reality.

"George, are you alright?" she asked.

He looked up and saw that her eyes were full of love and concern.

"I'm sorry, Alex… my mind was somewhere else."

"Well that's odd…you're mind's almost never somewhere else. I've been around you and dated you long enough to be able to tell you that."

"I know." He said. "I just have a lot on my mind, I'm sure you do, too."

"Well, I ALWAYS have something on my mind." She said with a heavy sigh. She frowned at the chopsticks. "I officially hate these things."

"Remind me to never take you to China, then." He said and she laughed.

"Now, what were you going to show me?" she asked.

He gave her another gentle smile and placed his hands over hers, showing her the proper way to hold chopsticks and then how to use them. Alex loved it when he touched her and feeling his hands on hers as he patiently instructed her on how to properly use chopsticks was nothing less than pure bliss.

After a little bit of practice, She had finally gotten a hang of the chopsticks and was successfully feeding herself. Then, just for the heck of it, they began to take sensual pleasure in feeding each other and exchanging kisses.

They were mid-necking session when George murmured something in Chinese.

"What did you say?" she asked.

"I said that I love you."

"I love you, too."

Then, she switched off the lights and there wasn't a whole lot more conversation afterwards.