AN: Thankyou so much for all the lovely feedback for last chapter :-). Addressing a couple of comments, no trace619 I will never grow old of the "He's tall/Like that's a skill set" comment either. It was too good not to use for Trevor and Barba seeing the height difference is so vast ;-). We can only imagine what Noah's been through in the past (especially in the show with his former foster families and before he was found by Olivia), but I can assure you he's very much a Mommy and Mama's boy in this universe. I can also assure readers that Noah (or anyone else for that matter) won't be interrupting Alex and Olivia's lady loving this time ;-) This chapter is Olivia's POV and is definitely M rated. Next chapter (the final chapter to this 4 shot) will be Alex's POV and will also be M rated for lady loving.
I hope readers enjoy this new chapter and please let me know your thoughts :-)
With Noah dressed in a zebra stripe sleep suit sitting on Alex's lap, I listen as she reads aloud a page from Dr Suess's 'Sleep Book' while I finish stacking the dishwasher. It was disheartening that Amanda and Fin had to leave about 15 minutes after we told the squad of our engagement, but the rest of the evening went off without a hitch. Barba forgave Langan after everyone else had left, and Alex and I reassured them that we would keep tight lipped about their relationship until they were ready to disclose. While it was nice to be secretly engaged for as long as we were, it was also nice to finally tell everyone. Everyone in the squad was and is so supportive of my and Alex's relationship, and we're grateful for it.
Although... I sometimes can't help wondering how Elliott would have reacted to the news of our engagement, or our relationship for that matter. Two strong women that have dated men in the past, women as well, in a committed and loving relationship? He never attempt to mask his feelings regarding the LGBTQAI community, a community that Alex and I have been a part of all our lives. He was also a bundle of contridictions from time to time. He'd make little comments about me not seeing anyone, but when I did reveal I was dating someone when I was eventually comfortable enough to do so, he'd always say something along the lines of I could do better than that person I was seeing. Then there was that case we investigated where a container full of frozen egg cells was stolen from a laboratory... just before Sealview. He felt the need to point out that he had his kids 'the old fashioned way' when I asked him if he knew what those couples went through to get those embryos. I told him right to his face that some people weren't as blessed as he was. But when he found out I'd been turned down for adoption, he reversed his attitude and let me know that he'd support me having a child whichever way I wanted. Elliott Stabler's been out of my life for a number of years now and the last I heard he had moved to California with Kathy and Eli about 6 months after he put in his papers. So I guess I'll never know... not that it worries me any longer.
On the flip side, Alex's been in and out my life for a number of years and she's been in it permanently since Elliott's retirement. I might have been turned down for adoption all those years ago because I wasn't seen as prime parent material, but Alex and time have made all the difference. I'm no longer single, I do have any extended family support system with Alex's family, and I don't work all hours these days being a Sergeant.
Thank goodness for Judge Linden and Trevor Langan because Alex, Noah and myself are now a family... and I know for sure that I'm truly blessed!
I close and start the dishwasher then return to the sofa. Since the day we fostered Noah, we have always read him a book before bed to establish a routine for him. Sitting down next to Alex and Noah on Alex's right side, my left arm drapes across the back of sofa as I snuggle that little bit closer to my fiancée and son. I can't resist threading my hand through Alex's silky blonde hair at the back of her head as she continues to read. Alex turns her head slightly and gives me a flirty smile as she turns the page. In return, I purse my lips and blow her a silent kiss. As much as I want things to move to our bedroom so Alex and I can celebrate intimately, we won't forego Noah's routine. We had briefly considered hiring Lucy Huston, one of Noah's day care teachers, to babysit for the evening but Alex and I decided against it.
"Liv?" Alex whispers.
I hum in response.
"He's asleep," she indicates Noah and closes the book.
Getting to my feet, I pick up Noah from Alex's lap. He whimpers a small protest but he settles almost immediately as we head for his room. We each give Noah a tiny kiss and whisper a 'goodnight' and 'sweet dreams' before tucking him into his newly converted toddler bed and placing his fluffy caramel teddy bear within reach. Alex switches on the video baby monitor just before we switch off the light, exit the room and pull the door closed. The monitor is more for our peace of mind than for Noah's safety these days but we're glad we caught his climbing antics in the act during our weekend getaway than through an unexpected injury in the early hours of the morning.
Alex attempts to guide me to the bedroom but I stop in my tracks. She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow in silent questioning.
"I'll be back in a moment. I just want to check I've locked up properly," I reassure her.
"Don't be too long," Alex kisses my cheek.
I watch in rapt fascination as Alex sashays towards our bedroom. Oh yes, she's definitely put an extra swing in her hips. Once Alex closes our bedroom door, I hastily check that I've locked up and grab the box of mixed assorted chocolates that Munch gave us from the kitchen. There's only 6 left from the usual 16 after we shared them with our dinner guests. A sacrifice worth making to be perfectly honest and as luck would have it, the ones that remain are all Dark Fudge Truffles.
Entering the bedroom, I see Alex without her high heels standing in front of the antique floor length standing mirror, running a hand over her dress to smooth out the creases. From past experience I know that Alex is watching my every move in the mirror's reflection. I place the box of chocolates on the bedside table beside my reading glasses for... later. I note that there are none of our toys laid out on the bed during the short time we've been apart. I had wondered if Alex might have wanted us to use either our strapless strap on dildo with or without a small harness, a standard vibrator or even a mini vibe, but it looks like she just wants us for the time being... and I have no problem with that.
I toe off my shoes and remove my light coat before I cross the room and press up against Alex's back. Moving Alex's curtain of blonde hair to the left side with my hand, I inhale deeply near the curve of her neck. Her alluring scent floods my nostrils and I know my arousal is beginning to grow. My lips descend on her neck and I can't help nibbling the soft skin that it meets. I wrap my arms around Alex's lithe body, making our bodies press flush against each other as my lips pause at her earlobe. Just as I notice that Alex has removed her large drop earrings, she purposefully tilts her pelvis backwards so her ass presses and grinds against my centre.
Taking the moment to refresh both our memories, I murmur, "You've been teasing me all evening. You couldn't keep your hands to yourself under the table during dessert in particular."
"You trapped my hand between your legs. I'm surprised you were able to keep a straight face."
"I had to trap your hand otherwise you would have shoved your hand down my slacks then my panties with the squad just feet away!"
Her eyes meet mine in the mirror, "Guilty as charged... Sergeant Benson."
Resting my chin on her shoulder, I ask the question that's been playing on my mind all evening, "Are you really not wearing panties tonight, Ms Cabot? Or are you just wearing Spanx and you successfully got me all hot and bothered?"
Alex's smile turns sly, "You nearly found out before everyone arrived, so... why don't you take the time to find out now?"
My hands move to Alex hips and I gather a handful of red fabric in each. In the mirror's reflection, we both watch fixated as more and more of Alex's thighs are revealed while the hem of her dress lazily inches upwards. I can feel Alex inhaling and exhaling more deeply in order to keep control but I know my fiancée is getting as aroused as I am. With just one more handful of fabric to go, I intentionally pause.
Alex eventually stammers, "W-what are you waiting for?"
"I want to see you shiver with antici..." I pause, my lips resting on the shell of her ear. I know it's not quite how the line goes in 'Rocky Horror' but I don't care right now. Alex teased me and I'm not going to let her get away with it. Why should I? We can both play dirty when we want to. My hands re-grip the bunched dress fabric but I still make not effort to continue. I know for a fact that Alex is now holding her breath yet I can feel her heart and my own beating rapidly like a military drum tattoo. Alex swallows and she finally lets out a shaky breath. It mightn't be a shiver but it's good enough her me, "...pation!"
I gently nip Alex's earlobe to distract her as I pull up the last bit of fabric.
Oh fuck! She wasn't lying. Completely smooth and bare.
"Told you," Alex says huskily, clearly able to read my inner thoughts. "Matching bra and panties tonight."
Even though her hips are slim, the hem of Alex's dress doesn't fall when I move my right hand down and begin to trace the outline of small peace sign low on her right hip. I'm sure it would be a different story if the dress was satin or some other slippery material. Mesmerised by what we both see in the reflection, Alex practically purrs as I move my index finger from her tattoo to lightly run up and and down her slit a couple of times before I resume circling her tattoo again, "You could have been lying."
Alex doesn't bother to hide her exasperation as she glares at me via the mirror, "Olivia! Did you not see my back when you zipped me up?! No bra!"
My response is given with a shrug of my shoulders, "You could have been wearing Spanx and that silicone stick on bra I know you have. In fact, how do I know you're not wearing that bra right now?"
Before Alex can answer, I slip my middle finger between her folds and I'm immediately met with warm slickness. My dip my finger inside her opening... barely... before I move it back up to lazily circle Alex's clit. My eyes flick up to see that Alex is utterly focused on the goings on between her legs. Whether she is conscious of it or not, Alex has tilted her pelvis forward so my circling would have more pressure on her bundle of nerves. I instantly remove my finger and resume tracing the peace tattoo, much to Alex's chagrin.
"I guess you need to investigate further? Strip search me or something along those lines?" Alex sighs.
It's an obvious attempt to move things along, but I haven't quite finished teasing my beautiful fiancée yet. I grin, "Well, you were always one to want more evidence, Counsellor. So I think I should."
Alex places her hands on her hips, rolls here eyes and glares at me in the mirror to express her annoyance.
Taking advantage of the situation, I ask, "Sweetheart? Would you please keep your hands there so your dress doesn't fall down? I need both hands hands to unzip you."
I know Alex will, but I opt to... encourage... her. I trail my fingertip from Alex's tattoo and down to her smooth mound before cupping her with my hand. Once again I slip my middle between Alex's folds and begin circling her clit, coating it with her arousal. Alex tilts her head to look back over her right shoulder and I know she wants to be kissed. Our mouths come together and as my tongue makes contact with hers, I slip my finger inside her as far as I can. I hear the sudden sharp inhaled breath from Alex's nose which is immediately replaced with a throaty moan of pleasure. As I end our kiss, I remove my finger from Alex to a groan of protest. I hold up my hand to show Alex the arousal glistening in the bedroom light.
"That's a whole lot of evidence right there," I mischievously taunt with a whisper before I pop the arousal coated digit in my mouth to clean it. Well I wouldn't want to soil Alex's dress, would I?
Removing the finger from my mouth, I kiss Alex again, allowing her a tiny taste of herself for the time being.
I take a tiny step back and begin to upzip Alex's dress.
One.
Tooth.
At.
A.
Time.
"Liv!" Alex growls in chastisement after about half a minute of drawn out torture.
With our eyes reconnecting in the mirror, I unzip the rest of her dress in an instant and snake both of my hands through the opened back and around to caress her abdomen. I'm tempted to draw random patterns on her flesh with my fingertips and prolong this even further, but I think I'd be pushing my luck so I'll save that for another time. As I lick the column of Alex's neck, my hands travel up to cup her soft breasts and I feel her nipples harden under my palms. In fact, her whole body has just rippled with goose flesh and it makes me grin wickedly. I brush the pads of my fingertip over Alex's hardened nipples before pinching them lightly between my thumbs and index fingers.
"I can feel you're not wearing your stick on bra... but I think visual evidence is definitely required."
I don't wait for a reply as I remove my hands from Alex's breasts so I can push the dress off her shoulders and down her arms. With the dress pooled around Alex's elbows and forearms, and Alex helping hold up the hem with her hands on her hips, I see Alex's skin erupt in goose flesh again. I kiss the ball of her shoulder as we both look at her near naked body in the mirror. My hands cup and gently knead her breasts once more, paying particular attention to her dusty pink nipples.
"No panties... no bra... no toys on the bed... and I already know you're so very aroused right now," I state. I don't voice how aroused I am, but it would be safe to say I'm as turned on as Alex is right now from the incessant throb that's been building. "The evidence points to just one thing, Counsellor."
"Which is?" Alex croaks out.
"You want us to celebrate our engagement by making love... all night long."
Alex turns to face me, slipping the dress off her arms and letting the fabric fall to the floor. She steps out of it and takes a few steps backwards until she's got her back pressed up against the bedroom wall. Alex beckons me over with a curl of her finger and I waste no time closing the space between us. I kiss her hungrily and Alex responds with enthusiasm but she places her hands on my shoulders and pushes down on them. She ends the kiss and eyes dart downwards making it perfectly clear she wants me to get down on my knees.
I scatter a line of kisses down her neck and body, making sure to pay both her breasts and nipples extra attention. I'm probably going to regret not kneeling on a pillow or cushion later on, but I take comfort in the fact that our bedroom floor in our new apartment is carpeted and not polished floorboards or ceramic floor tiles like our old apartments. I can see Alex's clit is begging for attention but I place an open mouth kiss on Alex's bare folds to tide her over. I place my left hand on Alex's hip to steady her against the wall. With my right hand, I hook Alex's left knee over my right shoulder for better access. I press my tongue inside her opening, pushing in as deep as I can, over and over again. The little noises that Alex makes are utter music to my ears. I'd tongue fuck Alex until she came if she let me, but I know she wants and needs more.
Replacing my tongue with my index and middle fingers of my right hand, I slowly bury the digits with Alex's core until she's adjusted to the fuller sensation. I keep a dedicated rhythm of pumping and curling, alternating between them on every thrust. As soon as my lips seal around Alex's clit, her hands weave through my hair and cradle the back of my neck. My tongue is relentless on Alex's bundle of nerves... she and I both know I can tease in more ways than one. Up and down, side to side, swirling, circling, figure eights... I do them all. But it isn't until I suck on her clit and curl my fingers forward repeatedly that Alex's orgasm takes hold. Her core clenches around my fingers, desperately trying to draw them further inside and her hands clasp the back of my head as her body shudders with pleasure. My fingers have stilled but I continue oh so gently suck her clitoris to extend her pleasure for as long as possible as Alex does her best to stay quiet. The lazy tug of my hair lets me know to stop before it starts to get too uncomfortable for her.
After making sure Alex is sturdy on her own once she's carefully moved her leg back down off my shoulder, I extract my fingers and tenderly cup my fiancée protectively then slowly get to my feet. I press my clothed body against her naked one and whisper words of love as Alex recovers her strength. I'm sure she would have collapsed in a heap on the floor if she hadn't been leaning against the wall. It doesn't take too long before a lecherous grin appears on Alex's features and she wraps her arms around me. She claims my mouth, her tongue exploring fervently before she ends the kiss all too soon for my liking. I watch as Alex lick her lips, tasting a lot more of herself this time.
"I think we should celebrate our engagement more often," Alex hands slip under my cross over blouse. She drags her blunt nails down my back causing me to inhale sharply through my teeth.
"I agree. I think we should."
"Are you ready for round two?"
"I can't wait!"
