A/N: This chapter is…a little dirty in the beginning. But it's hilarious. I loved it.

Also, in regards to OTOS, I have really bad writer's block for that story right now. Like…it's not even funny how bad my writer's block is on that. So...please bear with me as I go through several trials and errors on that one. I don't know where my muse went, it's just…gone. In the meantime, please enjoy my little ficlets in here, and don't forget to check out Foreign Soil I'm writing with Death Makes An Artist if you haven't already. Happy Readings!

"It is far too early to be at work." Alex mumbles irritably to her self as she treks her way down the hall to her office. She adjusts the stacks of files she has stacked in her arms just enough so she can have a friend hand to insert her key into the lock.

Pushing the door open, the blonde attorney moves into her quiet sanctuary and closes the door roughly behind her with her foot, hard enough to lightly shake the blinds of the window.

She walks over to her desk and pauses in confusion when she sees that everything that was on her desk beforehand has been cleared completely. In fact, it's almost as if nothing had been on the desk to begin with.

Alex is so engrossed with the mystery of her desk that she doesn't here the lock being turned on her door. In a matter of seconds, she gasps fearfully when she feels an arm wrap itself firmly around her waist, and a hand clasp tightly over her mouth. Panic immediately sets in and she makes a move to try to fight off her attacker when she feels a pair of familiar soft lips press against her ear.

"Shhh…it's just me." Casey whispers huskily, lightly tugging on her wife's earlobe in the process. She ghosts her lips down Alex's neck, only to work her way back up with a trail of sharp bites that cause the blonde to gasp into her hand.

Alex can't help but feel turned on by Casey's sudden roughness with her, despite the bruises she knows that she's going to feel later. She just wishes that Casey would turn her around, so she could kiss her.

"Ah, ah, ah." Casey coos teasingly as she feels Alex trying to reposition her self. "You've fantasized about this remember? About how you want me to control you, to dominate you. How you've always wanted me to bend you over your desk and do what ever it is I want to do to you."

Alex closes her eyes and groans when she feels one of Casey's hands move under her shirt and give her breast a hard squeeze. She shifts once again trying to free herself from Casey's grip, only to find her efforts once again futile. A muffled scream escapes her lips when she feels a rough yank on her hair and teeth pierce the side of her neck, just below her pulse point. The bite is so forceful that she is positive that it's going to leave a bruise later.

Casey takes mercy on her aroused wife, and spins the blonde around before taking her lips into a hungry, passionate kiss. She smirks into the kiss as she plunges her tongue into Alex's open mouth, and is met with an eagerly waiting tongue, ready for battle. Dragging her nails up the other woman's thighs, she easily lifts Alex onto the desk, and immediately starts going to work on the buttons of the blonde's shirt.

Alex can't help but groan as she feels Casey's kisses descending down her chest. It has been a while since they had actually been able to have sex, what with an over active five year old at the house, there just simply is never the time. Granted, doing it at work shouldn't ever be the time, but they're going to take what they can get. "Oh god, Case…" she groans again when she feels more little bites being placed down her throat, over her collarbone, and down to the swell of her breasts.

Casey smirks against pale skin, as her hand travels up Alex's skirt until she is wet with a very moist pair of panties. "Are you excited about something, baby?"

"You know I like it when you take charge." Alex purrs back as she feels her panties being dragged down her legs at a teasingly slow pace. "You are such a fucking tease."

"Is the pot calling the kettle black?" Casey asks, quirking an eyebrow as she holds up the blonde's lacy black underwear that leaves very little for the imagination. "Who wears lingerie to work?"

"You'd be surprise the things that I do, and do not wear to work sometimes." Alex teases, suddenly becoming even more turned on after being exposed to the cold air in her office.

Casey smirks before she slides Alex's panties into her back pocket. "Then I guess I'll just have to keep these won't I?" she counters back before she steps back and motions for Alex to face her desk.

Alex eyes her wife curiously before she complies and turns around to where they are both facing the desk. Before she could open her mouth to speak, she feels Casey reach around her, and plunge her fingers into her waiting arousal.

"Oh…oh my god." Alex mumbles, inhaling harshly when she feels those beloved fingers exit her just as soon as they entered. God, she can't believe how much of a fucking tease she married. "Casey I swear…"

"You swear what? Do you want something, sweetheart?" Casey responds, positioning her fingers at her wife's entrance once more. "Tell me what you want."

"Unnnnngh you know what I want." Alex can't help but squirm uncomfortably as those fingers are just barely touching her where she needs them most.

"Tell me." Casey whispers huskily, dipping her fingers into the blonde once more, only to receive an aggravated groan when she removes them.

"Fuck me damnit! Fuck me now."

That's all the instruction that Casey needs before she fully inserts two of her fingers into her wife's dripping entrance. She pulls out slowly only to slam in again before she starts setting a steady rhythm.

"Oh god, yes. Harder." Alex groans as she finds herself bent over her desk as she soon finds her wishes are soon granted.

"You're really tight baby….didn't know you were this excited for me." Casey grounds out, silently hoping that no one can hear them from the outside.

Alex holds out for as long as she can but she soon finds herself clenching around her wife's fingers. She has to bite down forcefully on her hand to muffle her scream of pleasure as she teeters over the edge of her orgasm.

Casey slowly helps her wife come down from her high, and a small chuckle escapes her lips when she sees the blonde collapse limply on to her desk.

"You're fingers are magic." Alex murmurs, spinning around to give Casey a well deserved kiss on the lips.

"You sure know how to boost a woman's ego don't you?" the redhead snickers, pulling her wife in for another soft kiss. "You should get yourself cleaned up, before Liz comes down here and complain that you smell like sex."

Alex rolls her eyes as she starts redoing the buttons on her shirt. "I think that you are at just as much fault here as I am."

"You were the one that said you fantasized about this." Casey retorts with a quick shrug.

"Whatever. Can I have my panties back now?" Alex says flatly, holding out her hand.

Casey smirks and places a kiss to her wife's sweat covered neck before quickly moving towards the door. "Bye honey, have a nice day!" she quips happily before briskly stepping out the door.

"Casey seriously! I have court later!" Alex shouts irritably, realizing that she most definitely isn't going to be getting her underwear back.

Later That Afternoon

"I really don't know what else I can do other than literally make out with Serena right in front of him." Abbie exclaims exasperatedly as she, Casey, and Kim meander down the hall.

"Did you tell him that you were a lesbian?" Kim questions thoroughly.

Abbie pauses briefly before she waves her arms in the air in exasperation. "Yes! And he thought I was kidding! I really don't know how much more straight forward I can get. Do I need to make a t-shirt that says 'I am not interested'?!"

Casey snickers as she turns the page in the folder that she's reading. "I think you should just tell Serena that he's hitting on you. You should see how she gets whenever she thinks anyone is looking at you with 'wandering eyes'. It's pretty funny."

"Oh yeah, and have the poor guy get his balls ripped off right in front of everyone in the office…" Kim says, pausing as a smile spreads across her face. "Actually, that's not really a bad idea. That'd be hilarious."

"Seriously, what do you guys think I should do?" Abbie whines, wanting to stomp her feet like a small child.

Before either woman could respond, the small group is approached by a young man who is beaming at Abbie with this far off, glazed over look that resembles that of a love struck teenager.

"Hello Miss Carmichael." The young man says, not really bothering to acknowledge the other two snickering attorneys.

"Hello Mark…" Abbie mutters, wanting to rid herself of the overly persistent intern.

"You look lovely today. Not that you don't look lovely everyday, but you look…really lovely today." Mark stutters out, earning a snort from Casey and an 'awww' from Kim.

Abbie shoots her friends a glare before she turns back to the intern. "Thank you Mark, that's very kind of you."

Mark smiles greatly and nervously shuffles his feet a little. "So…I was wondering if you had any lunch plans today. Since you weren't free any time last week…or the week before that…"

"I actually have a meeting at lunch. Sorry." Abbie lies flawlessly, not really feeling all that bad went the young man briefly shrinks in defeat.

"Oh…right…well, maybe some other time then." Mark says, having said that exact same phrase countless time before. "Have a wonderful rest of your day." He nods his good byes to the three attorneys before he disappears to get back to his work.

Once they are sure he is out of earshot, Casey and Kim erupt into fits of hysteric laughter that makes Abbie's ears glow bright red.

"Shut up…" Abbie mumbles irritably, not really enjoying that her friends were around when she had an encounter with what they have dubbed her office stalker.

"I think it was really cute. 'You look lovely today'. I was actually about to tell you that you looked absolutely marvelous." Casey teases, which in turn causes the taller brunette to flip her the bird.

"Oh lighten up Abbie, just be glad someone other than your mom and Serena finds you attractive." Kim teases as they begin walking again.

"Hey, I'm attractive! You don't think I'm attractive!?" Abbie questions exasperatedly, only to start fuming once more when her friends begin laughing again.

"I will be honest, when I first started working here, I wanted to sleep with you." Kim says in a questionable tone.

Abbie raises an eyebrow curiously before she settles on shaking her head and rolling her eyes. "I can't tell if you're being serious or not, so I think we'll just leave it at that."

Kim shrugs nonchalantly before a well placed smirk ghosts across her lips. "Suit yourself. You can ponder that all you want to."

"Hey Case, what's this in your pocket?" Abbie asks curiously, pulling out the mysterious blank object that was hanging from her best friend's pocket. It takes a full three seconds for it to register in her mind that she's holding a pair of black lace panties.

Casey's eyes widen and she blushes furiously as she snatches Alex's panties that are dangling from Abbie's index finger. "Give me those!"

Abbie blushes as she casts her eyes the floor, trying to mentally change that she literally just pulled underwear from her best friend's back pocket. Even a blushing Kim stands awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck at what's transpired.

"Why…were there panties in your pocket?" Kim asks curiously after a very long awkward silence.

"Don't worry about it!" Casey hisses, not really wanting to continue the topic of discussion. It is beyond her on how she was able to forget that she still had Alex's stolen underwear from the morning in her pocket. "And why were you looking at my ass?!" she exclaims, turning to her best friend.

Abbie holds her hands in defense. "Hey, you know I'm an ass woman! And I was just wondering what it was dangling from your pocket! How was I supposed to know I was going to end up with Alex's panties in my hand?!" she rationalizes, shuffling over to try and fail to discretely wipe her hand on Kim's blazer.

"Why were Alex's panties in your hand?"

The group turns towards the new owner of the voice, and finds a very confused Serena eying all of them curiously.

All of the color briefly drains from Abbie's face only for it to return a millisecond later. "See…because…Casey…and she had…and I was just….and they…and…I love you…"

Serena glances at Casey and quirks an eyebrow when she sees the redhead slowly moving her hand behind her back. She shakes her head as she's trying to figure out whether or not it's utterly hilarious that her best friend is sitting in Lena Petrovsky's court with out underwear.

My sister's girlfriend did this to her one time. She had to sit through class like that and our professor was wondering why she looked so uncomfortable. It was so hilarious. Anyway, leave a review?