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A/N: Rae and PC are back with another collaboration. And like most of our stuff, this is basically nothing but smut. Because more A/O smut is always a good thing. Also, we're both perverts. We hope you enjoy.
After Hours
Chapter 1
Alex Cabot looked up from her paperwork, surprised by the sound of footsteps outside her office. It almost sounded like someone was pacing, or rocking back and forth on their heels. Normally, there was a lot of foot traffic in the hallway, but it was past nine in the evening, and most of her coworkers had gone home already. She was doing her regular Friday night paperwork, a necessary evil that she accepted in order to leave early on Mondays and Tuesdays, when Olivia was less likely to be called in to work. Apparently, criminals broke the law more frequently on weekends.
The ADA paused, thought about calling out to see who - if anyone - was there, and then decided against it. She bent her head back down, adjusting her glasses and tucking aside an errant wisp of blonde hair that had escaped her chignon. Alex sighed as she reread the top paragraph of the witness statement she was reviewing. This particular case was more annoying than grisly, which she both appreciated and resented. The yuppie parents of a rebellious sixteen-year-old were pressing statutory rape charges against their daughter's college-aged boyfriend. A judge she personally disliked had fast-tracked the case, being a friend of the family, leaving Alex with a mountain of pointless paperwork and a bad taste in her mouth.
She was surprised when she heard her office door snick open, knowing that very few people would be willing to face her icy wrath after violating her always-knock rule. Alex was ready to snap at whichever one of her late night co-workers had just barged in on her, but the protest died on her lips when she saw Olivia Benson poke her head around the side of the door. The ADA couldn't stop the genuinely happy smile that crept onto her face when she registered that it was her girlfriend, who was always a welcome sight.
Olivia smiled somewhat shyly back at Alex and slipped into the room, making sure to close the door behind her. Alex quickly finished the line she was reading before stacking the papers neatly at the side of her desk. She was a little suspicious of the uncharacteristic body language that Olivia was showing. Her usually confident and slightly cocky lover - Olivia had an undeniably sexy swagger - was sort of drawn in on herself and seemed to be nervous about something.
"What's wrong, Liv?"
"Oh, nothing. I'm off work unless something major happens, and I thought I'd drop by," Olivia said without moving from her spot just inside the door. "What are your plans for the rest of the night?"
"Nothing much," Alex said absentmindedly, her annoyance vanishing and her curiosity rising. Was Olivia's posture different than usual? "Just going through some files. I think that pretty much everyone else has gone home."
"Good." The finality in that word made Alex's eyes open a little wider. Olivia's almost shy attitude vanished in a matter of seconds. Her posture straightened and a lazy smirk twitched at the corners of her mouth. If that wasn't enough to get Alex's attention, the click of the lock on her office door would have made her forget the few papers still scattered across her desk. The ADA caught herself biting on the inside of her cheek as their eyes met.
"Liv? What are you - oh my God, I can't believe you're wearing that!" The last sentence came out in a confused, slurred together rush. Olivia grinned, hooking her thumbs in the belt loops of her jeans and pulling them even tighter over the now obvious bulge between her legs. It was supremely satisfying to make her normally articulate girlfriend blurt out something like that.
Even while Alex seemed like she was admonishing Olivia for bringing a very private aspect of their sex life to work, she couldn't deny the heat that washed through her at just the knowledge that her lover was packing. And it certainly didn't hurt that Olivia's confident, self-assured attitude was back with a vengeance. That attitude had always equal parts pissed her off and turned her on, although right now she wasn't feeling the slightest bit angry.
Olivia rocked forward a little on the balls of her feet, subconsciously leading with toy strapped to her hips. Her smirk turned deadly sexy, and too smug for words when she saw that Alex couldn't drag those gorgeous blue eyes away from the bulge that tented her pants. Olivia had to 'adjust' herself, slightly blocking Alex's view, to even get the blonde to look back up into her eyes, and the detective saw a ravenous hunger there. She knew Alex just needed a little encouraging to let loose.
Olivia hadn't found herself in the attorney's office, packing an impressive cock beneath her jeans on a casual whim. Alex had mentioned a while ago that she'd always had a fantasy involving her desk and a strap-on, but had never expected to fulfill it since she couldn't imagine actually crossing that line at work. So when Olivia had woken up horny and alone in bed that morning, she had formulated a plan to satisfy both of them before the end of the day. Olivia had almost expected her fantasy to fizzle and die as the day progressed, but it had actually started to sound like an even better idea.
"You planned all of this," Alex said, standing behind her desk and leaning forward over it, supporting her weight on her palms. "You knew I'd be working late tonight. You knew almost everyone else would be gone because it's a Friday. You knew -" She paused, swallowing to work a bit of moisture into her dry throat, but it wasn't very effective. Her mouth had gone dry at the sight of her lover. "You knew I'd thought about... Damn it, I never should have said anything..."
"Alex? My eyes are up here," Olivia said smugly, causing the ADA to blush as she tore her eyes away from the toy trapped beneath Olivia's jeans and stared at her breasts instead, which really wasn't any better.
This particular toy, which had originally been Alex's (a hopeful but unused splurge while she was single) but very quickly became Olivia's (very well used, when they became a couple), was not meant for casual packing. The angle and the stiffness of the material was all wrong. So obviously, if Olivia was wearing it, she intended to use it. On her. In her office. God, what had she gotten herself into?
Olivia cleared her throat, forcing Alex to look her in the eye. The attorney blushed, a rare but pleasant sight that made Olivia surer of herself. "I'm a pretty awesome girlfriend, you know. Deliverer of secret, unspeakable fantasies..." Alex's cheeks flushed even darker. In trashy stories and movies with bad taste, office sex barely registered as kinky to most people, but in real life, it was an entirely different matter. Alex's work was her life. Before Olivia came along, it had defined who she was completely. And now, even while her girlfriend was extending a very clear invitation to fulfill one of her most deeply desired fantasies, she remained unsure.
Seeing Alex's uncertainty, Olivia laid out the exact same reasoning she'd reassured herself with. "As you already said, everyone's gone for the night. I didn't see anyone else on my way up here and all the other offices I passed were locked up tight with no lights on. The cleaning crew's already gone through, right?" Olivia paused until she saw Alex's nod. The cleaning crew liked to leave as early as possible on Fridays too.
Carefully watching her girlfriend's expression for any of the subtle signs that would immediately make her retreat, Olivia continued when she saw Alex waver. "And I locked the door, sweetheart. No one's going to walk in on us," she said, knowing that Alex's biggest fear was getting caught in the middle of such a private act. While Olivia was most definitely primed to follow through on her plan with action, she would never badger Alex into it - even though it was her lover's fantasy - if the attorney was really uncomfortable with the situation.
Olivia strode a couple of steps closer, sucking in a surprised breath when the base of the toy rubbed against her. When she'd first put it on tonight, she'd taken a few minutes to figure out how to walk in a particular (not too obvious) way that didn't make her want to come with each step. However, since she was currently focused on Alex, she'd forgotten said safe gait for a second and almost doubled over with the unexpected shot of pleasure right to the heart of her. At least she knew it was positioned correctly for maximum effect on the wearer, Olivia thought with a wry grin. The tight jeans didn't help at all.
"There's no way to be sure of that," Alex countered, enjoying the way Olivia shivered and leaned against the desk for a moment, obviously at the mercy of the toy between her legs. Perhaps women weren't so very different than men after all. Even as she protested, part of her desperately wanted to walk around her desk, drop to her knees, and offer to 'help' with Olivia's problem. But this was real life, and she definitely wasn't a porn star (although one of the interns had asked her if she was once... she had gotten Branch to fire him the next day, but not before the DA had a good laugh at her expense).
"What's the worst that could happen? Someone knocks on the door, and we make up some lame story, like you spilled coffee on your clothes." Olivia hadn't anticipated this much resistance from Alex, or her own impatient need, which she was finding harder and harder to ignore. Maybe this damn thing was a little too well designed, she thought, all too aware of the shorter end of the toy shifting inside of her.
"What's the worst that could happen? Both of us could get fired, Olivia! I think that's a pretty bad 'worst!'"
"Then why are you undoing your shirt?"
Alex looked down at her hands, which were currently unlooping the fifth button of her eggshell blouse. "Oh. Damn it."
The attorney started to re-button her shirt, but made the mistake of rounding her desk as she was doing so. Olivia finally got control of herself and took another step forward, reaching out to stop Alex from closing her shirt. The attorney wasn't having much success with her trembling hands anyway. She should have known that being even one centimeter closer to temptation was a bad idea; Alex didn't have the greatest track record of being able to deny Olivia, especially when it was something that she wanted just as much.
Olivia brushed Alex's hands aside and replaced them with her own, but instead of doing the blouse back up, the detective took the liberty of releasing the last several buttons. Another shiver of pleasure rolled through Olivia when she saw the dark purple lace bra cupping Alex's breasts, just a teasing glimpse of it as Alex's shirt finally hung open. Olivia groaned softly at the sight, appreciating how the dark color contrasted so beautifully with Alex's pale skin tone.
Alex knew she was just seconds away from giving in, so she had less time than that to figure out what to do. The only thing that came to mind was to show Olivia how vulnerable they would be if they went through with this in such a public place, even behind a locked door. It was a completely illogical plan, but before she could change her mind or become any more physically exposed, Alex grabbed Olivia's hips and turned them so that her detective's ass was pressed against the lip of the desk. She took Olivia's mouth in a quick, possessive kiss before dropping to her knees.
Teasing the bulge in Olivia's pants with soft kisses, knowing that the move was more about visual stimulation than anything else, Alex looked up at the detective. "You're willing to continue this even if it's you who'll be exposed, love?" Alex asked, pulling back slightly so that her detective could make a clear-headed decision.
Olivia was surprised by Alex's mood swing, but attributed it to a newfound sense of confidence. "Alex, I honestly don't care if Donnelly walks in on us and comments on my choice of underwear." It was a lie, of course. Olivia definitely didn't want either of Alex's bosses to catch them, but she had to admit that the thought of being caught - in the abstract, of course - was kind of hot. Alex had confessed to feeling the same when she described her fantasy, but at the time, she hadn't ever dreamed that it would become a reality.
"How can you be so... cavalier about this? Us? Here?" Alex asked, still a little bewildered. The open sides of her shirt tickled her midriff as she bent forward to pull down Olivia's zipper. The sound was surprisingly loud in the quiet room, but perhaps that was her imagination exaggerating things again.
The detective shrugged. "I don't know." Logically, it didn't make sense. The risks - being caught, reprimanded, fired, perhaps even causing problems for SVU cases - seemed to outweigh the benefits - a few minutes of hot, frantic sex. But somehow, it didn't balance out that way. "Maybe it's the glass of bourbon I had before I came?" That was unlikely. It would take more than one glass to have any noticeable effect on Olivia's mental faculties. It had stopped the nervous shaking in her hands, though, as she'd slid the support harness up along her legs and buckled it into place half an hour earlier. Then she had taken it off again, realizing that the women's restroom at the courthouse was a much better choice. She wasn't keen on sporting a very obvious erection during the subway ride. But now, she wasn't nervous at all. In fact, she was eager.
Alex gave her lover one last, hesitant look. Then, steeling herself in a very businesslike way, she reached past Olivia's zipper and eased the shaft of the double-sided cock out of her lover's fly. She tried to relax, figuring that if she was going to do this, she might as well do it right, but she couldn't release all of the tension that bunched up the stiff line of her shoulders... until Olivia's hands touched her. One combed through her hair fondly as the other stroked the curve of her neck, and Alex felt all of her doubts melt away. Olivia's touch had always had a profound effect on her.
They had only been in this particular position a couple of times before, mostly because of Olivia's feelings about it and not because Alex had any objections to doing it. Olivia liked it, quite a lot actually, but it usually made her feel as though she were degrading Alex somehow. Alex had tried explaining that she liked being degraded once in a while, and it wasn't all that different from when she went down on Olivia when the detective wasn't wearing the strap-on. Either way, it turned them both on. The act certainly may have looked one-sided, but Alex got incredibly aroused just from listening to Olivia's groans, feeling the muscles in Olivia's thighs and stomach quiver under the ministrations, and seeing how much playing with the toy excited Olivia.
Alex just stroked it lightly with her hand at first, both teasing Olivia and working past her own few remaining fears. But as Olivia started gently rocking her hips into Alex's touch, the attorney realized that she almost didn't care if they did get caught. This was her fantasy, and her lover was being thoughtful enough to try and indulge her at the safest possible time. So Alex let go of her fears and gave herself over to loving her girlfriend. They were safe within the confines of Alex's locked office, and no one could just walk in on them without warning.
Her confidence restored, Alex let her desires reign. She let the strokes of Olivia's fingers along her neck calm her, and settled herself more comfortably on her knees. Alex pulled her lover's pants down a little further, allowing free access to both the hard shaft and its harness. She wrapped her hand securely around the base of the shaft and pushed it into Olivia's clitoris as she kissed the head of the cock.
Even though she couldn't feel Alex's mouth directly, the downward push of her hand had an immediate effect, and Olivia felt her inner muscles clench around the short, round piece inside of her. She was tempted to close her eyes, but resisted the impulse, not wanting to miss the show. She was glad she did as she stared, enthralled, at the sight of Alex's bright red lips - the ADA had chosen her boldest color of lipstick today, which almost seemed appropriate given their current position - slowly sliding down the shaft of the toy.
Suddenly, instead of being slightly uncomfortable with Alex being on her knees, Olivia felt overwhelmingly smug. Many of Alex's male coworkers probably fantasized about exactly this, but they really had no idea. Her fingers tightened briefly in Alex's hair, and she couldn't resist pushing the strap-on just a little deeper. Fortunately, her lover didn't seem to mind.
"Not gonna lie... that feels - Mmm! Really good..." she gasped as quietly as possible as Alex's hand pressed down again, "but wouldn't you rather - on the desk?"
Alex made a muffled sound of disapproval, letting the toy slide from her mouth with a soft pop. "Not yet," she panted, barely coming up to breathe before taking the head back between her lips. Even Olivia was surprised at her enthusiasm. Granted, Alex liked this, and they had done it a handful of times before, but she seemed to be enjoying herself even more than usual. Olivia continued to watch as Alex leisurely sucked on her. It was sweet torture to see, and Olivia swore she could feel every glorious sensation, almost as though the toy was just an extension of her clitoris. Olivia always felt less guilty about taking pleasure from this when it was obvious that Alex enjoyed it, and Alex certainly seemed to be enthusiastic today. It was all Olivia could do to keep her knees locked and not push deeper into Alex's mouth.
After gritting her teeth and taking it for as long as she could, Olivia finally had to push Alex away gently. Alex looked up at Olivia from her traditionally submission position and continued to stroke Olivia's quivering thighs. She knew that Olivia had stopped her because the detective was close to orgasm, and Olivia never let herself come that way; another hang up that Olivia had when she wore a strap-on. "Come on, baby, I know you can come more than once," Alex said seductively, hoping she could get Olivia to concede this time.
Olivia tugged Alex up to her feet and reversed their positions until Alex was pressed back against the desk. Then, she lifted her until she was perched on the edge. Olivia pushed her hands inside Alex's open shirt and spread them across her lover's stomach, loving the feel of Alex's skin beneath her fingertips. She looked up into Alex's clear blue eyes and knew that the attorney would not be distracted from her earlier suggestion. "I'd rather come with you, inside you," Olivia whispered huskily as her cock grazed Alex's exposed stomach.
"One of these days I'll convince you to come for me that way," Alex said resignedly, forgetting her brief disappointment when she felt Olivia's false erection prod at her stomach. It tickled and she giggled for a moment, flinching away. Olivia took the opportunity to tug at the hem of Alex's skirt, brushing her fingertips over the attorney's thighs. Since her legs were bare, she suspected that Alex's panty hose were currently in a heap underneath her desk. The attorney had a habit of taking them off when she was alone in her office on hot nights.
"It's your fantasy, Alex," Olivia said, giving her lover a few inches of space. "If you really want to..." She felt herself throb against the seat of the strap-on at the thought, but was still slightly torn.
Alex thought about it for a moment. Finally, she decided to be selfish and dropped back to her knees, kicking off her skirt to reveal the soaked scrap of her matching purple underwear. "I'll let you lick me for as long as you want after we have sex if you let me do this," she said, always the shrewd bargainer.
"Take off the bra first and you've got a deal. Damn, I see why you're so good at your job now..."
"I've always been good at making deals," Alex teased, knowing that Olivia was only joking. She unhooked her bra from behind, sliding the straps out from her sleeves in a move that Olivia found very impressive, even though she had seen it before. Secretly, she had tried - and failed - to replicate it.
"Since we were talking about sex on the desk," she said as Alex gripped the shaft with her fingertips and pulled it back into her mouth, "you need to start thinking about how you want it."
"Mm?"
"Do you want me to brush aside those files and lie you on your back, spreading your thighs, leaving you vulnerable and exposed..." Alex gave an approving nudge to the toy with her hand as her tongue flicked the tip. "Or do you want me to bend you over and fuck you from behind?" That got an even more enthusiastic response.
Olivia had been trying to get a rise out of Alex, which she would have been more successful at doing if the attorney wasn't busy making the most of Olivia's concession. Alex was still half listening to Olivia's actual words, but mostly focused on the signs that the detective's body was sending her. It was no secret that Alex had a fondness for being taken from behind, and while Olivia preferred to be able to watch Alex's face while they made love, the detective pretty much gave Alex whatever she wanted.
"Oh, God," Olivia gasped as Alex jostled the piece inside her. She couldn't stop her right hand from burrowing back into Alex's hair, but she did manage to stop before she pushed. The thing she'd always feared most about sharing this with Alex was completely losing control and making Alex gag, which was not a situation she ever wanted to put Alex into. Olivia guessed that she was more self-conscious about it because she couldn't actually feel the full extent of what she was doing.
Alex moaned around the shaft in her mouth, loving that Olivia was becoming more involved. She didn't mind a little direction every now and then, and she had complete faith that Olivia would back off at the first sign of any discomfort on hers part. The tipping point came when Alex squeezed one of her slender fingers beneath the harness, forcing a thumb around the side of the 'v' shaped piece at the front and avoiding the ring. It was uncomfortable and pinched her hand, but she didn't care when her thumb made contact with the hood of Olivia's clitoris, rubbing furiously at the hard little bud. Combined with the visual stimulation, it was enough to push Olivia over the edge almost immediately. She locked eyes with Alex and forced herself to hold the attorney's gaze as she rode the rippling, shuddering pulses of a very intense orgasm.
"Didn't - need - to do... that..." Olivia gasped as her hips pumped forward, her own fingers clutching at Alex's hair. "Was gonna come anyway. Just watching you was... and your mouth - gah..."
Alex ignored the uncomfortable position of her hand, keeping it in place for a moment longer and giving the fluted head of the cock a few extra kisses for good measure. She noted with approval that the shaft was warm and very slick, which would definitely come in handy for round two. Olivia's legs shook, threatening to give, and Alex leaned forward so that the detective could grip one of her shoulders for much-needed balance and support.
"Well, that was fun," Alex purred against Olivia's stomach, nipping the sensitive skin beneath her belly button. "Sorry I was such a killjoy earlier."
Olivia laughed shakily. "Taking off most of your clothes and blowing me in your office makes you the exact opposite of a killjoy. By the way, have I ever told you how sexy you look in just a dress shirt, even when it isn't mine?"
"Maybe just once or twice."
Olivia reveled in the satisfied smile on Alex's face, happy that she'd finally given Alex something that the blonde had been asking for almost since they'd first begun using a strap-on. It always worked out for the better when she just gave in to Alex's desires, but she still had her own mental barriers to work through on some things.
Once she could stand on her own again, Olivia reached down and helped Alex to her feet. Usually, she liked making Alex come first when they were together. It was actually somewhat selfish, because she always felt like such a stud when she made Alex climax. She loved it when Alex's nails dug into her as she rode out an intense orgasm brought on by her mouth, hand, or one of their toys. Nothing made her feel quite so amazing. She had to admit, though, that seeing Alex wearing nothing but her blouse was also amazing. She looked absolutely delicious, especially the way the open center of her shirt caught on her nipples, giving Olivia just a teasing glimpse of the inner curve of both breasts. Alex's body, all of it, was mouth-watering, and Olivia couldn't wait to get her mouth on it.