Eyes

"And now let's slowly bring it back into downward dog…" the yoga instructor's soft voice guided, "…hold it here, feel the stretch, continuing gentle breathing…"

Alex eyed her wife then—that firm ass high in the air in those black yoga pants, that off-the-shoulder, grey sweatshirt that read Nama-stay in Bed, that thick hair in a sweaty, high bun—and she smiled.

Olivia's eyes were closed and the blonde could see that plush mouth in an "o", breathing in and out slowly, feeling the relaxation.

The blonde had agreed to this class on this sunny Saturday because it was the grand opening of a new yoga facility that had opened up just around the corner from their townhouse and the brunette wanted to give it a try. Five free classes for each of them and then they could decide if they liked it and wanted to buy a membership or not.

"And now, slowly, we'll take it into child's pose, breathing in and out, feeling the stretch in your shoulders, back, and arms…"

Alex held child's pose then, feeling the relaxation, the oozing patience she exuded after an hour of mind-freeing stretching, focus, and meditation.

"And when you feel that your body is ready, slowly go into savasana and stay there as long as you'd like…" the instructor encouraged. "Namaste."

"Namaste," Olivia said softly next to her.

Alex sat back on her knees then and looked over at her wife once more and watched as Olivia lay, on her back, arms relaxed at her sides, legs outstretched, eyes closed, completely relaxed.

Alex leaned in closer. "Hey, Liv…" she whispered.

"Hmmmm?" Olivia moaned, remaining in the same position.

"Babe, I have to go to the bathroom. How about I meet you in the lobby in a few minutes?"

Alex smiled as she watched Olivia bring her thumb and forefinger to her mouth and wipe the corners. Olivia had once told Alex that sometimes she got so relaxed in yoga class, especially in the final couple of poses, that she drooled. Apparently this class was no exception.

"OK, Al. I'll see you out there. I'll grab a brochure with their rates."

"OK, Liv." Alex stood then and then moved to the wall of mirrors and grabbed her brown, linen over-the-shoulder tote and swung it over her shoulder before heading towards the doors and out of the classroom.

Alex entered the lobby a few minutes later, adjusting her ponytail, and saw her wife talking to a tall, lean man wearing fuchsia, sequined and embroidered harem pants, shirtless, his long black hair in a braid, his raven beard and moustache wild and untamed.

Olivia was looking at a brochure in her hands as the man spoke to her, the brunette nodding and leafing through the folded piece of paper. Alex approached them and smiled at the man.

"Here's Alex." Olivia smiled at her and then the man. "This is my wife."

"Nice to meet you, Alex. I'm Vihaan." He held his hand out.

Alex shook it. "Nice to meet you, too."

"Hey, Al. Vihaan was just telling me about this class that starts in a few minutes. He's leading it. He said it's only about ten minutes long. I think we should stay for it."

"What is it, Liv? I'm not sure I could do another yoga class, Babe."

"It's an intimacy, eye contact class."

Alex narrowed her eyes then, smirking. "Eye contact?"

Olivia nodded and looked at Vihaan briefly before looking back at her wife. "Yeah, it's supposed to connect you on a whole different level. He says it's powerful and awakening. I think we should try it. And then we can go to that new Indian restaurant and pick up dinner for us and the kids. What do you think?" Olivia raised her eyebrows, that giddy, hopeful expression hard for the blonde to resist.

"I think we should do it, Babe. If you want to do it, we should definitely give it a shot."

"Perfect." Vihaan placed his palms together and bowed slightly. "It's in studio B. See you there in a couple of minutes, ladies." He bowed once more and then turned and headed down the hallway.

"This'll be fun, Al." Olivia wiggled her eyebrows.

"You know I love seeing you so enthusiastic, Liv. Besides, the kids all have rides and won't be home until six-thirty. So it works out. It's only," Alex looked at her watch, "…five, so we have plenty of time."

Olivia smiled then and leaned closer, "Let's go stare at each other, Babe."

"I do that anyway, Liv. You just don't see me…" Alex offered as they started in the direction of the room.

"Oh, don't I?" Olivia offered, bumping hips with the blonde.

Olivia sat, cross-legged, hands loose and resting on her knees, looking at Vihaan who was in front of the class, in the same holding pose as she.

"And now, you will look at your partner, only into their eyes. We will do this for four minutes. Only look at their eyes in this time. Not their hair. Not their mouth. Only their eyes. Are we ready?"

Olivia nodded and then looked in front of her at her blonde wife. Alex was facing her, in the same position, their knees just barely touching. She looked so cute in her navy tank top and charcoal gray leggings, her hair in a sleek ponytail, glasses off for the activity.

Alex smiled at her then and the brunette smiled back. Then, they both dropped their expressions, becoming serious. Olivia looked into those eyes, the ones that she could always get lost in, the ones that she had gotten lost in, the ones that she continued to get lost in.

The blueness was amazing. Alex had the kind of blue eyes that were almost indescribable. To say they were ocean blue didn't do them justice. To say they were crystal blue was too boring of a way to describe the light they held, the beauty they contained.

Those darker brows that framed them, those dark lashes that accentuated them. Those dark pools in the center that could let Olivia know exactly how her wife was feeling, depending on the size.

She continued to look into those eyes and felt herself falling—deeper and deeper into them—now seeing her wife's expression change slightly, becoming even warmer, even more mesmerizing, if that were possible.

Then she felt her heart do something. Soar? Flip? Tumble? And she had to catch her breath and remember to breathe. She took a small inhale and then let it out, her focus not leaving her wife and then she tried a small smile.

The warmth of those eyes was what always got Alex. She had never known anyone with such a rich, brown eye color that held even a sliver of the kindness, the love, the gentleness, the angelic qualities that her wife's eyes held. The brunette's eyes were ones that she could sink into, like quicksand beneath her feet, and she never cared if she might not make it out.

Olivia was without makeup—not even the slight stroke of mascara—but somehow she was even more beautiful in her natural state. Her eyes needed no other adornment. They were perfection—her face was perfection—just in its natural glory.

She watched her wife watch her and she felt all the things that she was thinking somehow transfer across to the brunette—even without saying a word. She loved this woman sitting in front of her so much, couldn't imagine a world without her, couldn't imagine doing this thing called life with anyone else, and she knew that Olivia knew exactly what she was thinking, what she was feeling.

Alex's eyes darted down briefly to that mouth. Olivia noticed the action and tried a small smile before Alex returned her gaze to those amazingly clear orbs.

"In three, two, one…" Vihaan declared softly, "…and that was our four minutes. I encourage you to go home, try this again, talk with each other about what you were feeling, and enjoy it. Until next time."

Olivia swallowed, still watching her wife. "What'd you think?" Olivia questioned softly.

Alex didn't say anything, though. She only continued to look at her. The blonde attorney stood and held out her hand, her expression serious.

Olivia placed her hand in her wife's and stood, as well. They slung their bags over their shoulders, wrapped their arms around each other's waists, and headed through the doors of the yoga studio, into the cool, September Manhattan evening.

The smell of garam masala and curry filled the space of the Rover as Olivia pulled the car into the garage and brought it to a stop.

Olivia reached up to the visor and pressed the button and the door began to close behind them. "You OK, Al?" She turned to her wife in the passenger seat. "You've been quiet since we left the yoga studio."

Alex turned and looked at her then, that look returning. The intensity was back, the same intensity from when they were doing the exercise.

Alex leaned in then and let her mouth hover in front of Olivia's. "What did you feel when we did that, Babe?"

"I felt you, Al. I felt you and your love. I felt how much I love you, Babe."

Alex nodded slowly, her eyes moving to Olivia's mouth. "I did, too. I felt connected to you, Liv. I felt…open…awake…so many…memories came flooding into my mind just looking at you."

Olivia smiled then and reached up to cup her wife's face. "That happened to me, too, Alex. I saw the love, I felt the love…"

"I wanted to kiss you so badly, Liv. I wanted to feel you, touch you…" Alex breathed. "I want you right now."

Olivia raised her eyebrows. "Here?"

Alex nodded as she unbuckled her seatbelt and then reached over and unbuckled her wife's.

"Now?" Olivia questioned.

Alex only nodded again and then moved to straddle Olivia in the driver's seat, knees awkwardly placed on either side of her upper thighs. Alex then reached into her wife's black yoga pants and began stroking her crotch through her panties, letting her mouth press firmly against the brunette's.

"Mmmmm," Olivia moaned, reaching for the blonde's ass cheek with her left hand and pulling her further on top of her, and letting her right hand reach into the waistband of her wife's pants with ease.

At that moment, all thoughts of the kids coming home soon, all thoughts of where they were, all thoughts of the food on the floorboard, waiting to be devoured, had ceased. And all that mattered was the here and now.

Poppadums, paneer, and aloo baingan getting cold, be damned.

Olivia felt those skilled digits against her now, having slid into her panties, and they were now stroking her folds, the brunette lifting her hips slightly with every stroke to facilitate the sensations that were building.

"I love you, Liv…" Alex breathed, angling her own hips as Olivia continued to rub her lower lips enticingly, feeling the slickness there, feeling the entrance of her wife's tight, inner core.

Alex rested her forehead against Olivia's and they continued to bring the other to the edge of climax, breathing heavy, hips moving in time to the rhythm.

"I love you, Alex. More than anything, Babe…" Olivia answered, feeling the pleasure build now, her labia and core swollen and just right there, ready to tip into absolute bliss.

And then complete euphoria as they both froze briefly, grunted, moaned, hands still working, and they came in unison. Olivia felt her face scrunch in pleasure then, felt the immense desire seeping from her wife, felt the blonde's love pulsate against the pads of her fingers.

And Olivia smiled then, trying a laugh as the two stay as they began to recover.

"We're like two teenagers, Al."

"Mmmm," Alex moaned. "Since I didn't know you as a teen, there you go. Teenage fantasy fulfilled."

Olivia felt her wife lean forward then and rest her chin on top of the brunette's left shoulder before the blonde went still. A few moments passed and Olivia furrowed her brow.

"Al? You OK? Olivia began rubbing her back gently.

Olivia felt Alex nod against her and then she pulled back, the two simply looking at each other.

"With you, I feel everything, Liv."

"I know, Babe. I feel it, too."

Alex nodded. "I just want you to know that that never changes and I always feel that with you."

Olivia cocked her head to the side and reached out to cup Alex's face with her right hand. "And I, you, Alex."

Alex then began giggling. "We should probably get inside and get ourselves together, dinner reheated…"

Olivia couldn't help but join in with a chuckle. "I think you're right, Al…I love you…"

"I love you, Liv. Same time, same place next Saturday?" Alex raised her eyebrows.

"I wouldn't miss it." Olivia grinned back.

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