Hi there!

Okay, so, this is something that has been on my mind for quite a while now and I finally decided to post it and give it a try. As I said in the summary it's basically smut, although this first chapter is just an "introduction" to what will follow. I was thinking about writing other four, maybe five chapters including different POV, positions and... experimentation ;)

I just love playing with these two, and they look like an adventurous couple in bed so...

Nothing too kinky though, don't worry guys :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Orange Is The New Black

As always I apologize for eventual grammar errors, english still isn't my first language.

Alex's POV

Enjoy

"I have a present for you..."

The words are whispered softly, hotly against my lips, even a little breathlessly after the long session of heavy kissing that has kept us busy for a few blissful, very enjoyable minutes, and that was escalating into something less... Innocent.

It's an announcement that certainly gets my curiousity, but it's more the way she just said those words, blurting them out in a rush, almost timidly, that catches me by surprise and spreads a small smirk across my lips.

"Oh?" I ask with interest. "What kind of present?" I place a few more light kisses on the corner of her mouth before I pull back to look at the blonde, young woman that is currently straddling me and bracing herself on my shoulders, and the first thing that I meet are those beautiful blue eyes.

Even in the softly lit bedroom I can see how dark they are, filled with desire.

It's a look that never fails in clenching my core with need, but this time, lust isn't the only emotion that I see reflected into those stunning cerulean pools.

The hint of uncertainty and flash of nervousness that I see on her face are even more visible to me, like the soft blush that is slowly spreading on her cheeks, warming her fair skin with a very flattering shade of pink.

"W-well, a-actually it's not exactly a present for you..." She corrects herself, stammering in a small, tentative voice before lowering her gaze and starting to play absently with the hem of my t-shirt. "It's more like something for us both... I think."

The last part comes out even more softly, and I can't help but notice how the blush on her cheeks is quickly spreading down her neck; a sight that makes it quite difficult for me to try to contain the smirk on my lips from becoming a full grin.

See a blushing and stammering Piper Chapman it's easily one of my favourite entertainments in the world. And witness this sight combined with her straddling me wearing nothing but her panties and one of my old faded t-shirts, which is too large for her and reaches the top of her creamy thighs, just make her look even more small and shy. It's the perfect combination of sexy and adorable, and even after all this time, its a view that doesn't fail in making my heart flutter wildly with sentiment.

The curiosity about what this gift that she has mentioned could possibly be is always there, but pushed on the back of my mind in front of this very amusing display. And now, honestly, I'm kind of conflicted.

Part of me wants to enjoy and see her like this for just a little longer, but the other one, the part that doesn't want to make her feel even more uncomfortable and uncertain about whatever is bugging her, eventually, has the better on me.

"What is it Pipes?" I ask softly at last, seeking her eyes with a genuine smile of encouragement on my lips.

Usually, I would have probably tried to crack a joke, knowing how much a little humour and a laugh would have helped my lover to relax. But this time, I don't want to risk and say something that would make her retreat further into herself or, for some unfortunate coincidence, unintentionally make fun of whatever she has in mind.

Her clarification and the fact that she has whispered the words so hotly while we were kissing, are a good enough clue for me, and my mind is already drifting towards many scenarios of her going all dominatrix on me with handcuffs, leather and high heels.

Not exactly my kind of thing. But honestly? With Piper, I wouldn't fucking mind trying.

Especially with her looking so shy right now and knowing how much of a bottom she usually is, I think feeling my core clenching with approval.

"Alex?"

She calls me, and my head snaps up immediately at the sound of her voice.

"Huh?"

"You okay?" She asks me, and all I need to see to know that she has caught me licking my lips while looking right between her long, toned legs, is the very amused smile on her face.

It takes a moment for me to recover from those explicit thoughts and realize that my hands have found their way up to her thighs and that I'm playing and pulling absently at the waistband of her panties. "Ye-yeah, sorry. Just got a little distracted." I offer through a smile.

And of course, I should have expected her asking me "By what?" with that pretended innocent look on her beautiful young face. But I don't mind. The distraction provided by my vivid imagination seems to be enough to make her relax on top of me, and at the moment it's all that matters, and I don't mind answering her.

"By..." The image of you tying me up and sitting on my face "...something I think we should try." I decide to say instead after swallowing. Hard.

"But not tonight. I'm still waiting for that present..." I remember her, quickly reasuming control of myself and lifting suggestively my eyebrows.

Whatever internal conflict she was having with herself and that I have noticed clouding her eyes just a minute ago is still there, but it's no longer so intense. And I'm incredibly glad that just after a few more moments she seems to win that battle.

Maybe it's the encouraging smile on my face, the reassuring strokes of my hands on her bare thighs, or the fact that she knows that whatever it is, with me, she has nothing to worry about.

"Okay..." She says at last, releasing her bottom lip and giving me one of those sweet, shy smiles of hers, noticing the beginning of a much softer blush warming her cheeks.

With her hesitancy mostly out of the way, I allow the excitement in me to spread once again.

When I see her turns towards the nightstand however, I'm a little surprised. Apparently, whatever has been in her mind is been sitting on the bottom - usually empty - drawer, but I'm actually very glad that she doesn't need to get up to get whatever it is. She simply feels too fucking amazing on top of me like this. The comforting weight of her body on top of me, the smooth, warm skin of her thighs and the lingering, delicate scent of the raspberry and vanilla shower gel that she has used before...

Like any other time, it's impossible for me not to get lost in those sensations, but when I hear the sound of the drawer being closed and I feel her shift in her position on top of me, my eyes flutter open, and the first thing that I see, is the elegant black box resting in Piper's hands.

With a fresh wave of curiosity to know what it is resting inside, I can't help but also wonder for how long this box has been there in the drawer hidden from the world.

She places it between us but doesn't immediately let go of it, instead she looks at me. Bottom lip taken hostage between her teeth and eyes filled with many contrasting emotions.

"Before you open this," She starts, then sighs, running a hand through her long blonde hair as if she is considering carefully her next words, looking at me with gentle eyes filled with infinite sentiment and adoration; a look that I will never get tired to see on her beautiful face.

"I want you to know that there isn't a single thing that I would change in you Al,"

What the f- Okay, maybe it's not something alarming, but this sudden, strange behaviour is not one I'm used to see on Piper either. And if it isn't for the fact that just a few minutes ago we were making out like two love sick, horny teenagers and ready to continue with something more intense, and that now she is looking at me as if I'm her everything, I would probably be a little concerned.

"And that I love..." She continues, letting her voice trails off as her eyes scan over the upper part of my body in a pretty obvious show of appreciation, running her fingertips down my exposed arms, shaking her head and humming softly as her eyes fix then on my chest, staring a hole where my breasts are. And at that, I can help the smirk of both relief and amusement that spreads on my face as she continues "...absolutely every part of you and... everything about you."

"Really?" I ask pretending a serious look and furrowing my eyebrows to appear more credible. "Even when I steal all the blankets and set the alarm too early?" Deliberately.

I try to use some humour because truth is that I'm actually still feeling a little anxious about where all of this is going, but luckily my lame attempt succeeds.

She nods at me, with the most loving look and sweetest smile on her lips, and I allow myself to breathe once again. "You know how much I enjoy to make good use of that time before getting up for work," She admits lowering her voice, and I grin, lifting my eyebrows playfully. Sometimes she resents me for it, especially when we have gone to bed too late the previous night, but once I'm on top of her with my lips pressed against her neck, the protests never last for long. "And I don't need the blankets to keep me warm when you hold me for all the night."

For how much the badass that is in me wants to deny this last part, I can't.

I've never been a cuddler before. With anyone.

But with Piper... Well, I've learned a long time ago that she is my exception to every fucking rule in the book, starting from number one.

The air feels immensely lighter around us now, and of course, it is just a matter of a few moments before our attention returns to what has started all of this. The box resting between us.

"Pipes, if you are not sure about whatever this is, it's okay..." I reassure her with a more serious, yet always light tone. And I mean every word. Because doesn't matter how curious I am about whatever the contents of this box is; if she is not completely convinced about it, then I would put it aside in a blink without a second thought.

But when I look into her eyes, this time, I don't see any trace of doubt. Just the familiar comforting warmth of those blue pools as she nods at me.

"I'm sure." She says then. "Please... Open it." And the sincere security in her sweet voice is the last consent that I need to hear.

I can feel her tense up just a little on top of me as I pull the top off, and when I look inside and the contents of this mysterious box is finally revealed to me, there is very little I can do to contain the laugh that escapes from my lips.

It's mostly a laugh of relief, but there is also a strong note of amusement in it.

Now everything about the way she's been acting and the things she has said start to make sense. But honestly, all her concerns were really unnecessary. Not that I haven't appreciate and enjoyed her adorable hesitancy now that I know.

The dildo is pink.

Fuchsia actually.

Strapless.

And... It's pretty fucking big.

I even spot a small bottle of lube on the corner of the box, but my attention is mostly on the toy.

I can't help the smirk that spreads across my face when I look up at a very nervous looking Piper who seems to be holding her breath from entire minutes, but feeling her relax as soon as she sees my smile.

"So..." I ask arching an amused eyebrow. "A dick, uh?"

She diverts her gaze for a moment and starts blushing furiously. So furiously that her cheeks almost match the bright colour of the dildo itself.

"Is th-this okay?" She asks then in the most adorable way possible, but I also notice the return of a drop of uncertainty in her voice; it's obvious that my reaction wasn't the one that she was expecting, but she doesn't look embarassed by it.

And for how much I try, it's impossible to hold back a chuckle seeing her like this.

"Of course it is kid," I say through a smile placing the box aside and pulling her a little closer to me. She melts immediately against my touch, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and leaning in to embrace me, releasing a small breath of relief on the crook of my neck now that she has the confirmation that she needed to hear. "Is this why you were so nervous?" I ask softly as I wrap my arms around her waist to bring her even closer and offer further reassurance. "Why didn't you just tell me?"

I would have accompanied her in one of those shops more than willingly and picked up one of these toys with her is she asked me to, and I'm not angry or hurt that she hasn't, but maybe a little concerned about why was she so hesitant about this.

She sighs before pulling back from my neck and answering me. "I didn't know if you would have been okay with this," She admits in a small voice. "We never talked about this kind of things before, never mentioned it. And I didn't want you to think that- Well... Only because- Uh... It- it's not that..." She starts stammering towards the end, groaning in frustation, and it's pretty fucking adorable because I know what she wants to say and what is troubling her.

"Because I'm gay and I'm also the only woman you have ever been with, you thought that maybe I would have had a problem with you wanting to try this?" I conclude for her with a small smirk, and after a moment of hesitation she nods, biting her lower lip.

I can understand why she would be a little apprehensive and concerned like this for me, and the sentiment warms my heart like only one of her gestures can do.

"I didn't want you to think that I needed something else. Because I don't. I love, so much, how things are between us." She says sincerely through a sigh, and I would probably answer her if I wasn't so mesmerized by the light of immense sentiment and the familiar, intense flame of desire that I see flickering in her endless blue eyes.

"I'm just a little curious, I think." She admits, and I'm glad that she is finally opening up. "And I've thought, fantasized, about you doing this with me because..." She pauses, looking down for a moment as she searches for the words she needs. And when her gaze returns up and she looks at me with eyes filled with unmeasurable love and devotion, there is very little I can do not to feel my heart jumping against my ribcage with the same overwhelming emotions as she continues. "Because you are the most selfless, caring and best lover I ever had Alex."

Piper has always showed, pretty obviously - and also very loudly - since our very first time together, her appreciation for my devoted attentions to her body everytime we are enjoying ourselves. But it's the first time that she has admitted this to me so openly.

The blow caused by her words is so powerful that it leaves me breathless for a few moments, making my heart skip a delicious beat, and I have to force myself in order to find my voice and answer her.

"Careful," I warn her at last after swallowing, hard. My voice sounding even more husky and deep after her confession. "You know how much these kind of compliments tend to go right to my head."

It is true. But this time, her words go right to my heart instead, and the loving smirk on my lips as I say that, doesn't even come close to the smug one that would usually spread across my face.

"Usually, it's hard not to notice, believe me." She confirms with a small smirk of her own making me chuckle, but her tone softens and so does her smile as she cups my cheeks in her warm, gentle hands. "But I mean it Al."

I can't help but lean a little into that comforting touch, melting at her sincere words.

"It's okay Pipes," I reassure her softly with a warm smile, taking her hand in mine and running my thumb affectionately across her fingertips. "If you were curious and wanted to try one of these, you just had to ask babe."

"Oh," She says tilting her head down for a moment, but its not surprise the one that I suddenly hear in her voice, it's more like a small note of disappointment. "So you have tried one of these before?"

"Yes, a few times." I admit sincerely with a nod. "Although," I continue, picking up for the first time the interested object from the box resting beside us. "The one I've used had straps. But this," I pause for a few moments as I turn the particular dildo in my hands taking the first good look at it.

Beside the bright pink colour, the shape it's pretty realistic, but not too realistic like the ones that show the details of the veins, and for that I'm really fucking grateful.

It's very smooth at the touch, hard but also flexible, and the shorter, thick, round end that I imagine goes inside the one who wears it, it's a little curved, specifically to keep the toy in place so that it can be used just like this, without a harness... And so that it can probably stimulate certain very sensitive spots too, I bet.

"This looks much more interesting." I say at last with a look of approval and a small smirk tugging at my lips. And my comment seems to please Piper, who smiles fully at me, even if still a little shyly.

"I decided to buy this model because it would have been much more... enjoyable for you too while you wear it."

I can't help but grin at the excitement that I hear in her voice as she tells me that she has chosen this toy thinking about the pleasure that it would have also brought to me while I used it on her thanks to its particular anatomy.

"Oh, I'm sure it will." I say at last lifting my eyebrows seductively and watching with even more interest the way Piper's eyes widen in a combination of realization and excitement when I put the toy down and pull her impossibly closer to me, gripping her thighs a little more possessively.

"So does this mean...?" She asks, then gasps softly, shivering with pleasure in the moment I introduce my hand under her shirt to touch the bare, warm skin of her side while the other starts tugging teasingly at the waistband of her panties.

"That tomorrow you'll probably be walking funny?" I whisper hotly against her jaw, right under her ear, deliberately lowering my voice. "You have no idea babe."

I hear her breath hitch in her throat and feel her body trembling on top of me with a sense of anticipation at the promise in my words.

"Are you sure Al?" She may be asking me this, but it's a question that has no use given the way she rolls her hips forward to seek more contact against my teasing hand that is now resting on the inside of her thigh; so very close to her center, yet not enough.

But if it's an answer that she needs, then I'll give her one.

"How about," I ask, pulling back just a little so that I can look into her dark, lust filled blue pools and direct her gaze with a tilt of my chin towards the toy resting patiently right beside us on the bed sheets. "You help me to put this on and then I'll show you exactly how sure and okay I am about this?"

If possible, her eyes become even darker. And this time, she doesn't answer me. But shows her appreciation for my suggestion by claiming my lips in a hungry, passionate kiss, much like we were doing before, but with even more desire.

I can only kiss her back with the same intensity, cupping her center through her thin underwear and groaning in her mouth when I feel the fabric already damp with her arousal.

The contact is enough to make her whimper with need as she rolls her hips forward in encouragement. But I don't need a further invitation. Much to her delight, and also mine, I pull her panties from one side, and when I finally touch her, running my fingers through her silky folds, liquid heat is all I can feel. Everywhere.

The sensation is so intense for the both of us that we are forced to break the kiss. Gasping for air and groaning for the feeling.

"You know, I don't think we are going to need the lube." I whisper against her lips as I go lower to gather the sweet juices that are pooling at her opening, smirking smugly in satisfaction when she moans and cling to me even harder, agreeding with a breathless "Me neither" before claiming each other lips in another long, deep kiss.

We'll just have to go a little slow.

But that's okay.

After all, I love taking my time with her.

More to come...