Alex darted out her tongue, lapping at the wetness before her as thighs clenched around her shoulders and the hand tangled in her hair pulled tight. Normally she wasn't a fan of hair pulling despite all of her boyfriends thinking she was. But oddly enough she had no problem with the way Olivia's fingers tangled into her long locks and urged her forward.
When the fingers in her hair finally released her, she pulled back and smiled as she crawled back up on the mattress to lay down next to the spent brunette. Seeing Olivia so relaxed and happy made her happy for some reason. Maybe it was because she was so used to seeing Olivia emotionally and physically drained in the way that only the special victims unit could achieve.
Olivia's eyes were still closed so she took the opportunity to admire the naked woman before her. Her tanned skin was flushed with a light dusting of sweat glistening across her chest as her breasts heaved in an attempt to get oxygen into her body. Brown hair was messed up, strewn across the pillow, and her lips were slightly parted.
Brown eyes popped open and Alex quickly shifted her eyes off of Olivia's body. She settled down onto the mattress beside the lieutenant and closed her eyes. She tried not to react as a smooth hand slid across her stomach and pushed up her tank top, one of the few articles of clothing that remained on her body.
The lieutenant settled on top of her after removing her tank top and Alex reveled in the feeling. Lips kissed at her neck for a brief moment before a hand slid into her underwear, fingers immediately stroking her wet folds…like always.
They had fucked almost a dozen times already and every time without fail, Olivia fingered her. It wasn't as if she was against fingering but it was certainly lower on her list than oral. A few times she tried to finger Olivia instead of performing oral like she usually did in hopes of showing Olivia that one clearly felt better than the other but the lieutenant merely tangled her fingers in Alex's hair and pushed her head lower.
"Liv."
"Hmm?" Olivia pulled away from Alex's neck and looked up at her expectantly.
Alex wondered briefly how to bring the topic up to Olivia. "Do you ever think about mixing things up?" Good, that was a safe way to ask.
"What do you mean?"
"Like sexually."
"Sexually mixing things up?" Alex nodded in response. "Like doing it in the living room or something?"
Alex laughed softly as she shook her head. "Not exactly what I mean by mixing it up although a change of venue couldn't hurt if you were so inclined."
"Like with food then? Whipped cream?" Again Alex laughed and shook her head. "Well then help me out, I'm pretty lost here."
The blonde sighed softly. For a detective, she was pretty slow to figure out what Alex wanted to talk about. "I mean like mixing up positions…or ways of getting each other off."
Alex had no clue it was possible for Olivia's face to turn so red. "You mean like…with a…strap-on?"
Alex too turned bright red as she choked on her own saliva. She jerked forward, pushing Olivia off of her as she tried to cough. The brunette patted her back a few times before Alex managed to catch her breath once more.
"That's uh, not exactly what I meant."
"Oh. Well then what did you mean? We've pretty much done what we could, fingering and oral."
That's it, Alex wanted to scream. She couldn't help it, she cracked. "Is there a reason that you haven't gone down on me?"
The lieutenant's face reddened once more as she was clearly caught off guard. She scratched the side of her head as she stared down at the mattress. "I don't know. It's just easier to use my fingers," Olivia mumbled, clearly embarrassed that they were even having this conversation.
"Is that really it? Or is there something else stopping you? You can tell me, Liv, I'm not going to hold it against you."
The brunette was silent for a minute. "This whole thing between us," she spoke as she gestured between them, "isn't normal. Neither of us are gay and yet we have sex with each other. I thought it would be easy at first to separate it in mind, you know? I could just close my eyes and imagine that you were a man but it didn't work that way. Every time you fuck me I'm vividly aware that it's you, a woman getting me off."
In part, Alex knew that this conversation was going to happen at some point. She was well aware of the eyes looking lustfully at her each time she went down on the brunette but she didn't want to bring it up. Nor did she want to comment on how it seemed as if every time they made eye contact while going down on the brunette, Olivia orgasmed.
"You don't strike me as the kind of person to be against being sexually open," Alex commented as she studied the woman sitting before her, clearly distraught.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Olivia snapped back.
"I don't mean it in a bad way, Liv. I'm just saying, that short hair cut back when we met and the tough cop attitude…you have to realize that was a bit butchy."
"What? No!"
"Oh come on, you had women gawking at you and hitting on you during the job! And you've definitely checked your fair share of women out." Including me…
"I'm not…I wasn't checking women out Alex. It's my job to be observant as a detective!"
"You thought it was important to know whether or not a woman was wearing a bra then? Or what her bra size was? Because that's the only explanation for staring that long at a woman's chest."
"I don't stare at women's breasts," Olivia hissed back.
"Okay you know what, that's beside the point. The point is that you've always been so understanding with everyone that you meet, victim or not. You don't judge when people tell you that they're gay, lesbian, transgender, or whatever. Why does fucking me bother you so much?"
"It doesn't bother me, it's just weird! We're friends, we used to be coworkers, you're you, I don't know! Don't you think it's weird to have sex with me? You say you're straight and yet you have no problem going down on me."
Alex froze. "So that's what this is about. You won't go down on me because you think it makes you gay."
"What? No…"
"Come on, Liv, don't bullshit me. I'm well aware that going down on a woman is nothing like giving a blow job. And yes, I'm well aware that it is you, Olivia Benson, that I'm performing oral on. But you know what? I don't care. That doesn't suddenly make me gay just because I'm fine with going down on you. I honestly kind of enjoy it because I know it's helping you destress and relax for once in your life."
"How can you say you enjoy it and still think that's not gay?"
"Some people bake because baked goods make others happy. It doesn't make them a professional baker all the sudden." That was a weak argument, Alex thought.
"So you're not a professional lesbian, just a novice lesbian?" Olivia cracked a smile at the blonde who couldn't help but return it.
"You're an asshole, you know that?"
"And yet you still want to fuck me…" Olivia teased as she playfully punched Alex's shoulder. "Just tell me, what do you want from me? All of this is so foreign to me."
"I just want you to be happy, Liv. I don't want to continue this if it's making you question everything about us."
Olivia settled back down on the mattress, lying on her back next to Alex. They both stayed quiet for a few minutes, lost in their own worlds.
Acting on impulse, Olivia shifted back on top of the blonde's body and slid down her underwear. "Liv, what…"
"Shh," The lieutenant cut her off with a quick kiss on her lips. "Just let me try. I don't even know if I'll be any good at this so you might not even like it."
"I don't want you to do it if you're going to let it all go to your head. You analyze and overthink everything…"
"It's part of being a detective," Olivia responded back charmingly. With an assuring smile, she tossed Alex's underwear to the side and slid down her body, settling between her legs. She couldn't help but notice the way her heart beat just a little bit faster as she looked at Alex's sex. She adjusted briefly, pushing Alex's long legs up and around her shoulders before settling back down.
"Don't overthink it," Alex reminded her with a whisper. Blue eyes clamped shut in an instant as a warm tongue pressed up against her swollen center. "Fuck." She melted into the sheets as Olivia's tongue worked her over in a way that fingers could never do. She would definitely be requesting that Olivia do this again.
Within minutes, she cried out her release, her body shaking violently and her arousal spilled onto the lieutenant's mouth. She stayed still, completely relaxed on the bed as she felt the mattress shift.
Olivia crawled back up to her and studied the blonde momentarily before blue eyes opened once more. The brunette ran the back of her hand across her mouth, wiping away the remnants of Alex's arousal and the blonde couldn't help but reach up with one hand and wipe away a small dot of wetness that lingered on Olivia's cheek. "You sure you've never done that before?" Alex finally spoke.
"Pretty sure. I take it that means I wasn't completely horrible."
"Quite the opposite actually," Alex chuckled as she studied the detective to gauge her response to going down on a woman. "Do you think you're gay now?"
Olivia flushed. "No…" The hesitance in her voice caught Alex off guard.
She hid her surprise. "See? Doesn't make you a lesbian just to do that. We're just two sexually open people giving each other pleasure."
"You make it sound so normal," Olivia murmured as she settled down on the bed next to Alex, instead of getting up to shower like she normally did. She knew she'd have to jump in the shower and walk Alex out in a few minutes but she couldn't resist her urge for intimacy.
Much to Alex's surprise, Olivia grabbed onto the covers and pulled them over her and Alex. She slid a bit closer to the blonde and hesitantly wrapped an arm around Alex's slim waist, pulling her body closer. "Do you mind if we just do this for a few minutes?"
"That's fine," Alex whispered as she settled into the arms around her. She wasn't normally a post-coitus cuddler but oddly enough she felt incredibly relaxed with the lieutenant spooning her. So relaxed that neither of them realized their bodies slowly drifting into a blissful sleep.
