"Dinner tonight was great, Alex. Thank you," Olivia commented as she pulled on her night shirt and turned back to the blonde. She paused short as she took in the former ADA, once again dressed in that skimpy silk robe. "Uhm, excuse me ma'am but we don't allow prostitutes in here," she teased playfully, tossing a grin toward her friend.
Instead of chuckling like Olivia expected, Alex raised an eyebrow and played innocent. "Is that right, Officer Benson? Well, I was just trying to thank you for your dedicated service and assistance the other night." She strolled up to the brunette, pausing mere inches away from her. Fingers teasingly ran down the middle of Olivia's NYPD shirt.
"Are you attempting to bribe an officer of the law?" In the back of her mind, Olivia was fairly sure that this was the beginning of some porno somewhere but the words just flowed easily. She and Alex always had a way of teasing one another so playfully.
"Not bribing…" Alex leaned forward, her eyes finally locking onto the brown ones before her. "Just thanking." Yep, definitely a porno, Olivia thought but it felt too good to stop. Her eyes zoned in on the plump red lips before her and she swallowed roughly.
Alex moved first, by a millisecond. Their lips pressed together quickly, mouths clashing as Alex's hands gripped onto Olivia's shirt. Olivia's hands grasped the blonde's thin hips, inadvertently pushing her silk robe up as she pulled the woman closer.
This wasn't new for either of them. In truth, they had slept with each other three times before. The first time was after Sam Cavanaugh. The second was when Alex returned from witsec to testify against Connors. The third and the far least romantic, was an angry fuck against Alex's apartment door after she found out about Alex's engagement to Robert. They both knew that they were bad for one another but they couldn't seem to stop the game that they played.
Olivia spun Alex around and forced her backwards until they fell onto Olivia's mattress. In a blur of limbs, Olivia's shirt and shorts were thrown off and she hovered over the blonde, naked besides the robe that hung loosely off of her shoulders, the sides splayed out across the bed.
They kissed hurriedly. Olivia was keenly aware of the little boy sleeping in the room next door as she smothered the blonde's moans with her mouth. Fingernails clawed at her lower back, pulling her closer as another hand shoved down her underwear. "I want you," Alex husked as she pulled away their mouths for a mere second before returning the kiss.
Taking that as consent, Olivia slid her hand between the blonde's widening legs and slipped two fingers into her wet folds. Alex shifted, opening her legs wider as she wrapped one around Olivia's back. "Fuck me… I want you to fuck me like you used to," Alex murmured as she hungrily kissed the brunette, trailing her lips down her neck and sucking on the tender skin.
"Ahh, fuck, Alex," Olivia gasped as she began a quick rhythm with her fingers, pushing them in and out of the writhing blonde. She could feel Alex's fingers stroking softly between her own legs before plunging into her. She cried out in relief as she pumped her hips against Alex's hand, attempting to increase the contact.
They both came quickly, writhing and arching against the other. Olivia muted their cries with a forceful kiss before collapsing on top of the blonde, both panting in satisfaction.
After a beat, Olivia rolled off of Alex, settling onto the mattress next to her. "Why do we do this?" Olivia whispered, more to herself than the former ADA.
"Because it feels phenomenal," Alex replied as she rolled onto her side so that she could look at the brunette. "Why? Is something wrong with us having sex?"
Olivia shrugged as she stared up at the ceiling. "It feels great and I enjoying seeing you naked but we have to have the worst possible timing. Every time we do this something happens and you leave." Alex pursed her lips, knowing Olivia was mostly right. "When are you going back to D.C.?"
"My flight leaves tomorrow afternoon."
"Were you going to say hi if you hadn't been arrested on accident?" Olivia couldn't help but ask.
"Probably not," Alex admitted quietly. "But I'm glad I got to see you." She wanted to be truthful to the brunette. She wasn't planning on visiting…at least not this trip.
"Jesus, Alex. Do you not see the problem? We just fucked and tomorrow you're heading back to D.C. I mean it's not like I expected you to stay, your work is there but we're really bad at this whole timing thing."
"At least I'm not engaged this time," Alex commented, almost wishing she hadn't at the flinch from the brunette. "Yes, we're bad at this and we're stupid. We have sex when we're upset, lonely, or angry and it's not healthy. At least this time we slept together for normal reasons. We missed each other and it was great sex so I'm not complaining."
"But I have a son and you're leaving tomorrow."
"Me leaving tomorrow doesn't mean that I'm leaving forever, Liv."
Olivia rolled her eyes as she turned away from the blonde, grabbing onto her bedsheet to cover her naked body. "Yeah right. Last time you said something similar you were gone for years." She ignored the feeling of a hand on her shoulder, trying to turn her back.
"I lied about the meeting this morning with appeals. I was talking to the DA about a position that just opened up in major crimes." Still no response from Olivia. "I accepted it. In two weeks I'll be back in Manhattan as the Bureau Chief for major crimes. For good this time, Olivia. The DA is looking to retire in a few years and he'll need someone to back in the next election for district attorney…He thinks I'd be a good fit."
"Good. Great." Olivia slipped out of her bed and grabbed onto her shirt, tugging it back on.
"I thought you'd be happy, Olivia. I was going to tell you once I accepted the position. That's why I wasn't planning on visiting you this trip. I figured when I was back in two weeks we could catch up…"
"Why? So you could tell me that you're back in Manhattan for your political career? It's like I'm just some convenient side effect. You get to come back and get preened to be the next DA and oh look, Olivia Benson is still around and madly in love with you! Why not just fuck her for fun until your fake politician husband comes along?"
Alex froze. Was Olivia really madly in love with her? She watched as the brunette huffed in frustration and pulled on her shorts as well. "That's not fair, Olivia!"
"Yeah, well life isn't fucking fair, Alex. I'm done with you using me for sex. You know we're never going to be together. You'd never be able to run for DA if people knew you were a lesbian. So don't act like you're returning for me."
"Is that what this is about? Because if I remember correctly you were the one that was too embarrassed to tell Elliot that you were sleeping with me! Don't you dare push all the blame on me."
"I wasn't embarrassed of you! I was trying to protect you," Olivia argued back as she tried to control her anger. She didn't want to wake up Noah.
"Well I was trying to protect you! From discriminating cops, from Liam Connors, the cartel…if anyone knew we had feelings for each other they would've gone after you as well."
Olivia sighed as she headed toward the door. "Look, yelling at each other isn't going to solve anything. I'm going to sleep on the couch so you can take my bed. We can talk in the morning; I don't want to wake Noah."
"Liv, wait." Olivia paused at the doorway, not wanting to turn back to the blonde. She feared that she wouldn't be able to say no to the woman she had been in love with for the past fifteen years. "You wouldn't believe me if I said I was really here for you so I won't say it but I do want to give us a chance. As friends or whatever the hell you want, it's up to you. And I'd really appreciate it if you were there to pick me up at the airport in two weeks." Olivia merely shook her head and headed for the living room.
