Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me. They most likely belong to Dick Wolf and/or NBC/Universal. I do this for free, fun entertainment and do not mean to offend anyone.

Warning: This chapter earns the story's M rating. And of course my usual warning of sexual acts between two women. Don't like it then don't read it.


They arrived at the restaurant fifteen minutes early, and Alex, taking pity on her strapped lover, asked to be seated right away. The maitre d' knew the Cabot family well – more specifically, he knew how well they tipped when pleased with their service – and immediately showed Alex and Olivia to their secluded table. He gave them their privacy after filling their water goblets, aware of the subtle glances that passed between them that said they wanted to be left alone.

Twenty minutes earlier when Olivia had walked out of their bedroom to find Alex standing in the living room, the attorney's gaze had immediately gravitated towards her detective's crotch. Unfortunately for Alex, and thankfully for Olivia, the detective's suit jacket was just long enough that it obscured the view so one couldn't tell if she was packing or not. It wasn't until Alex had focused on Olivia's unsure expression that she was almost positive Olivia had conceded to her wishes.

Letting loose a seductive smile, Alex had sashayed over to her fidgeting lover and ran a hand through her detective's barely tamed locks, a move guaranteed to soothe Olivia. She gently pressed her pelvis forward, just enough to confirm her suspicion that Olivia was strapped. At the first sign of Olivia's body tensing up, Alex backed off, but kept her fingers sifting through the damp, dark strands of hair. "You're so sweet," she said to Olivia, thanking her.

"I sure as hell don't feel sweet right now," Olivia grumbled. She wasn't usually in a grumpy mood when she wore the strap-on – in fact it usually lifted her mood when she put it on. It was hard for Olivia to describe how it made her feel, and the word 'ridiculous' would probably have topped the list if Alex didn't look at her so hungrily whenever she wore it. But the one thing that it never failed to do was make her feel more aggressive while at the same time making her oddly needy; it was difficult to be relaxed when the harness rubbed against her so intimately, and especially when Alex purposely pushed the base into her hard clit.

Olivia may have met Alex's parents before, but she really wanted to make another good impression when they announced their engagement. And she somehow doubted that either of the elder Cabots would appreciate it if they knew that Olivia was wearing the toy, particularly because it was rather obvious what she would be doing with it later, namely their daughter. Olivia wanted to have a good relationship with her future in-laws, mostly because Alex loved them so much and they were important to her.

"You feel sweet to me," Alex couldn't help but husk as she cupped her hand around the respectable bulge in Olivia's pants. She smiled arrogantly when Olivia's eyes rolled back in pleasure and her hips jumped involuntarily, pushing the hardness more fully into Alex's hand. There was no greater feeling than pleasing the woman that she loved, and Alex reveled in it whenever Olivia let go with her. She loved driving Olivia to distraction, making her lose that firmly held control.

Alex had given Olivia one last teasing squeeze before pulling herself away from her lover, knowing that they were once again dangerously close to standing up her parents. The groan it drew from Olivia's chest was a mix of desire and pain because she was already primed to go and would have to wait hours until it would be taken care of – until she could pay Alex back for teasing her.

Sitting down next to her lover, Alex noticed that at this restaurant, the patrons sat two to a side. She'd never thought about the advantage to such a seating arrangement until now, when she'd spent the past fifteen minute cab ride clasping her hands together so tightly that they were ghostly white, just so she wouldn't touch her sexy lover. Teasing Olivia had a profound effect on her and she couldn't help but get aroused when Olivia was in the same state.

Knowing that her parents would be right on time, Alex had to decide quickly whether or not she wanted to follow through with the crazy idea that kept swirling around in her brain. She threw caution to the wind and just went with it, discreetly slipping her hand onto Olivia's thigh beneath the hanging tablecloth. It was a good thing they were in a secluded corner with no one seated behind them or there would have been a much higher likelihood of being caught, and of Olivia forcing her to stop.

At the first touch of Alex's hand just above her knee, Olivia started to relax. The peaceful feeling that she always got when Alex casually touched her didn't last too long as Alex made steady progress up the inside of her thigh. When the blonde leaned towards her and whispered in her ear, Olivia was starting to get an idea of what Alex had in mind. "Hands on the table, baby. And make sure you keep them there," Alex ordered with unmistakable heat.

Now, some might find it hard to believe, but Olivia was actually pretty good at following directions, particularly when they came from Alex, and providing that it wasn't work-related. And if they had been at home right now, Olivia would have followed those instructions immediately, but at the moment she was leery of the orders. Too bad her libido was in charge instead of her head, because even though she knew the outcome would likely be illegal, Olivia did as she was told.

"Good girl," Alex purred in Olivia's ear when the detective put both hands flat against the tabletop. "Now sit back a little," she urged so that she would have better access to her lover. Alex felt Olivia stiffen at the request, knowing that the detective was now absolutely positive about what Alex wanted, but she did comply after a couple of seconds.

This was new territory for both of them. Neither Alex nor Olivia had ever been partial to exhibitionism, both preferring to keep their sex lives private. But they had been wanting each other all afternoon and Alex was rather excited about the risk they were going to take here. She just hoped that Olivia was far enough along that she could finish in the next ten minutes because Alex didn't really want to leave Olivia hanging all through dinner.

As discreetly as possible, with the help of the overhanging tablecloth and being very careful to control her features to show nothing of how arousing she found this to be, Alex rocked the base of the cock back into Olivia, causing a quiet moan to escape her lover. She kept the movement of her hand unnoticeable from above the table and let her eyes inconspicuously survey the room to check for any watchers, while still keenly attuned to Olivia's every move and sound. But eventually Alex craved more, and that burning desire made her brave enough to lower Olivia's zipper and slip her hand inside her lover's pants.

Olivia's eyes went wide when she felt Alex unzip her slacks and she immediately encircled Alex's wrist with her fingers, trying to pull it away. She'd been turned on by Alex's obvious excitement and had let her go farther then intended. A little teasing was fine with Olivia, but she was not ready to come in public, at this restaurant table, while waiting for her future in-laws to arrive; that scenario was just too fucked up to even contemplate.

"Hand back on the table," Alex commanded, her voice like steel even though it didn't rise above a whisper. The tone didn't help Olivia because it sent a shiver of desire rolling through her every cell in her body at the dominating attitude that Alex rarely showed when they were intimate. "Now," she reiterated when Olivia hesitated at the words, caught between obeying and saving herself from a potentially humiliating situation.

"I'll come," Olivia whimpered, too far gone to think up another defense that might stop Alex's actions. But when she looked into Alex's darkened blue eyes, Olivia saw that she was actually expected to let Alex go, the commanding glint in her eyes just as prominent as the ever-present love; it was that love that solidified her decision.. So she slowly released Alex and laid her hand back on top of the table.

Alex deftly slid her hand under the straps and brushed her finger lightly over Olivia's hard clitoris. "I know," she said as Olivia gasped in a breath and clenched her hands into hard fists. Alex briefly wondered why she'd wanted Olivia to gear up before going out since it made her current task more difficult, but knew that she would reap the benefits of that forethought when they got home later.

Not having the time for teasing, Alex quickly switched to a firmer touch, dipping her fingers down just enough to gather some of Olivia's wetness and slicking it across her sensitive bundle of nerves. After three years together, Alex knew how to make Olivia come, and although she usually liked to draw it out for a while, she also knew the secret to making her come quickly.

It wasn't long before Olivia had a pained expression on her face that Alex knew was mostly from being so close to orgasm, but also partly from the concentration it was taking for the detective to remain quiet. She couldn't stop the low whimpers that escaped and Alex loved the little noises that let her know just how close her lover was.

Olivia lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly, praying that no one noticed that she was being masturbated by her girlfriend because she was unable to stop Alex. And at the moment she really didn't want Alex to stop. She couldn't prevent the few quick jerks of her hips against Alex's hand as she finally gave in to her lover's unique brand of exquisite torture. Alex stayed with her through her climax, but stopped stimulating her after that, knowing how sensitive Olivia was afterwards.

Pleasuring Olivia in such a forbidden setting had certainly turned Alex on, but her lover's soft groans of completion forced her to clamp her legs closed tightly to prevent herself from coming too. She kept her fingers resting on Olivia after the climax had passed, loath to leave her, but was careful not to stroke her again. When a couple minutes had passed, Alex gently kissed Olivia's warm cheek and extracted her hand.

Olivia may have been desperately trying to catch her breath and put herself back together so that she seemed normal again, like she hadn't just been fucked by her fiancée in the middle of a crowded five-star restaurant, but she noticed when Alex pulled away. Out of the corner of her eye, Olivia watched Alex reach into her purse to pull out a moist towel and clean her hand. I can't believe that just fucking happened, Olivia thought, and even her inner voice sounded as though it was trying to catch its breath.

"Thank you," Alex whispered softly against Olivia's ear, the hair curled around it slightly damp with sweat. She knew the trust it had taken for Olivia to let her have her way in this situation, and she would always cherish that trust.

Alex brushed her lips fleetingly over the still-racing pulse point in Olivia's neck. "They'll be here in four minutes if you want to clean up first." Even though Alex had reassured Olivia countless times that her parents loved the detective, she knew that Olivia always tried to make a good impression.

Olivia made sure that everything was in its place and her slacks were zippered before standing up on lightly trembling legs. She made her way to the ladies room as naturally as one could while wearing a strap-on and after having just come in her girlfriend's hand. Mostly, Olivia was just glad that she didn't run into any walls on her way to the restroom because she was feeling seriously off-kilter right now.

When she got to her destination, Olivia nodded politely to the bathroom attendant, wishing that they hadn't picked such a fancy restaurant, and ran a paper towel under warm water before heading into a stall. She cleaned up as best she could, shivering as she ran the coarse paper towel over her still sensitized flesh. Her pants would need a good washing, but that was mostly to get rid of the smell of her arousal.

Olivia made herself as comfortable as possible in three minutes, wanting to return to the table before the Cabots arrived. There was no way she could be completely relaxed until they were back home and she was paying Alex back for her little stunt. Just thinking about all the ways she could have her revenge on Alex made Olivia's step lighter and caused her lingering discomfort to fade to the back of her mind. Yes, it would all be worth it when dinner was over and they were back at their apartment – alone.

As soon as Olivia made it back to the table, she saw Alex's parents walking through the restaurant towards their table. She helped Alex stand to greet them and had just enough time to whisper quickly into her fiancée's ear. "When we get home, I'll pay you back for all of your generous attention," she said in a voice that threatened instead of promised. And just so Alex couldn't mistake her intentions, Olivia briefly pulled her back so that the hard outline of her cock was pressed firmly against Alex's backside.

Alex groaned at the words and Olivia's action, knowing that she would love every second of it when Olivia took what she wanted later. When she saw her parents get stopped at a table by an acquaintance, Alex turned in Olivia's embrace and threw her arms around her detective's neck, bringing their lips together in a promising but chaste kiss. "I look forward to it, my love," Alex murmured against Olivia's lips, running her fingers through the silky hair at the back of Olivia's neck.

"Hey, now, you two, break it up," Alex heard her father say good-naturedly as he and his wife walked up to their table. They had known since Alex's first year of college that their daughter was a lesbian and both had been very supportive of Alex. She had always been so grateful that her parents had only ever wanted her be happy. Her mother had been a little confused at first, but once given the time to process the information, had embraced Alex's revelation.

"Hi, daddy," Alex greeted happily as she was pulled into her father's arms for an affectionate embrace. She watched from the corner of her eye as Olivia leaned down to hug her mother, careful to keep her lower half away from the older woman. Alex had to stifle a bubble of laughter at the mental image of her mother feeling her lover's equipment and politely ignoring it even as her eyes grew wide. She almost wished it had really happened, except for the incredible amount of embarrassment it would cause Olivia, and probably kill the mood for later tonight.

Then Alex hugged her mother while Olivia shook hands with Andrew Cabot. From the first time she'd met him, Olivia had really liked Alex's father. He didn't seem to have a problem with Alex's lifestyle and Olivia could see how much he loved his only child. It also hadn't hurt that Andrew had immediately tried to make Olivia feel welcome, which she'd found out later was because he was so happy to have finally met his daughter's girlfriend.

Although Alex's parents were happy to see their daughter and her lover, they both knew that they had something important to announce since they'd specifically called for a get together. And while Alex's mother was content, at least on the outside, to wait for the younger couple to broach the subject, Andrew was not. They had only just been served their appetizers when Mr. Cabot couldn't take the suspense any longer. "So, why did you call us out here tonight?"

With both of her parents looking at her so hopefully, Alex wondered how Olivia could ever have been nervous about how they would take the news. It was obvious that they'd been looking forward to this moment and Alex didn't doubt for a minute that they knew exactly what she and Olivia would be announcing tonight.

Olivia looked over at Alex, every ounce of love she had for the beautiful blonde showing through in her eyes, and threaded her fingers through Alex's. With an encouraging smile from Alex, one that was appreciated yet unnecessary, Olivia turned to look from Andrew to Christine Cabot, maintaining eye contact with each for a few meaningful seconds.

"While I know tradition says that I should have asked you first, and I probably would have if Alex wouldn't have kicked my ass for doing it, I asked Alex to marry me." Both of the older Cabots remained silent, but the huge smiles that spread over their faces said how happy they were. "And she accepted," Olivia finished, knowing that they were just waiting for that last piece of information before speaking.

After the big announcement was finally out in the open, Alex and Olivia were congratulated warmly and enthusiastically by Alex's parents. Alex showed off her ring, both of her parents commenting that it suited her perfectly, which Alex completely agreed with. It thankfully wasn't a large ring, and it perfectly embodied the love that Olivia had for Alex and that Alex returned whole-heartedly.

They celebrated throughout dinner, Andrew and Christine staying as late as they could, but eventually being convinced to pack it in at their daughter's behest. Alex knew that they were scheduled to catch a plane in the morning because they were going on a month long trip to the Mediterranean. With final congratulations out in front of the restaurant, Alex's parents drove off to catch a couple hours of sleep before their early flight.

"That went very well," Alex said as she wrapped her arms around Olivia's waist and snuggled closer to her, using the cold air as an excuse to burrow deeper into her lover's warmth. She inhaled deeply, drawing in the scent of her wonderful fiancée and feeling the safety and rightness engulf her. It wasn't until she buried her face in Olivia's neck, wishing that she could stay there, close to her, forever, that she recognized the hint of arousal that she suspected only she would ever be able to recognize.

Olivia had not forgotten about her earlier threat, and it was only brought to the forefront of her mind once again as she heard Alex's quickly indrawn breath and felt her lover stiffen in her arms. So attuned was she to Alex's body language that Olivia knew immediately the reaction was from desire and nothing else. Taking advantage of that first spark, Olivia pushed her pelvis firmly into Alex's, letting the blonde feel the toy she'd asked Olivia to wear.

"I think it's time to get you home so I can repay your earlier teasing. If you want something, tell me now, because once we get home you're all mine and what you want won't matter anymore," Olivia spoke, her voice raspy with desire, near Alex's ear. It wasn't entirely true because Olivia would never do anything Alex wasn't ready for, but it certainly got her point across and set the tone for the rest of the evening.

Alex leaned her head back just far enough that she could see into Olivia's fast-darkening brown eyes. She knew that Olivia was actually giving her the opportunity to say what she didn't want, but with Olivia there was nothing that fell into that category. So Alex stood there, pushing a stubborn lock of hair off Olivia's forehead, and let her silence speak for her.


This was supposed to be the final chapter, but I had too much fun writing this scene so didn't get it back to the apartment soon enough. There will be one final chapter of this story upcoming.