TITLE: Law & Order – Sea Change

AUTHOR: D M Harper.

SUMMARY: After a family tragedy, Connie Rubirosa is forced to relocate to Los Angeles and leave behind the life she knew in New York.

RATING: M for mature readers.

DISCLAIMER: This story is the work of an over imaginative mind and the basic wish of many gay women who watch and enjoy certain television shows, to see a little v-vroom between two female characters. There is no intent to infringe on the copyright of Universal Media Studios, Wolf Films or Dick Wolf. This entertainment does feature consensual sexual interaction between two females, so if you are underage or unable to view due to restrictions in your part of the world, be gone and take my sympathy with you. This tale telling is for entertainment only and not for profit.

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Chapter 11

Stanton Residence

12822 Keene Avenue, Willowbrook

Friday 29th October

Chung, chung

Kristen phoned Connie at seven and cheerfully said, "Good morning beautiful."

"Hello Kris, are you home?"

"Yes honey, I just walked into the house."

"Did you have a favourable outcome?"

"We made forty arrests and confiscated over one thousand weapons."

"Well done darling. I bet you are exhausted after three days of surveillance."

"I am after all the flipping paperwork."

Giggling, Connie lowered her voice, "I missed you and Olivia is making the trip out here with Elliot on Tuesday."

"That's good news and I really have missed that smoking hot tone of yours."

"You are making me blush and I'm really looking forward to seeing you tonight."

"I am too and I better let you go get ready for work."

"Thanks for calling and I'll see you later."

"I love you, bye."

"Love you Kris."

Kristen put her phone on the counter and began removing her clothes while walking down the hallway. She pivoted when her cell phone sounded with Griggs' number. "Shit!" she exclaimed before answering. "Hey Captain."

"Sorry about this Kris, but we have a hostage situation."

"I'll be there in fifteen." Closing the phone, Kristen picked up her ready bag and headed for the garage.

-o-

Gabriella Jones Residence

3644 Vinton Avenue, Culver City

1915 hours Friday 29th October

Chung, chung

Kristen climbed out of the taxi and tiredly walked up the path. Dragging her feet one by one up the five steps, she pressed the doorbell and waited.

Moments later a jolly Gabriella opened the door, "Hello, come on in."

"Hi and sorry I'm late."

"Connie said you arrived home this morning."

"I did, but got called out straight away. I've come directly from the division. I was too exhausted to ride my bike."

"You poor thing and Connie is still at the office, so why don't you go have a shower and freshen up before dinner."

"Great idea, I won't be long then I can start cooking."

"Take your time."

Kristen wandered upstairs and dropped her bag onto the floor of Connie's bedroom. Collecting fresh boxers and a tee shirt from the dresser, Kristen went to the bathroom and enjoyed the hot stream of water.

-o-

Connie opened her bedroom door and smiled at the sleeping form of her wife. Kristen was curled up on her left side and cradling a pillow. Her face was relaxed and her long blonde hair was splayed across her shoulder and back. Unwilling to wake her, Connie closed the door and returned to her mother in the kitchen. "She's out to it," she said while accepting a plate of pasta.

"She went upstairs an hour ago and didn't return, so I cooked instead."

"I didn't want to disturb her, she looked so peaceful."

"Kristen told me she was called out again and was too tired to ride her motorbike."

"The poor woman has been on the go for four days."

"No wonder she is worn out. I'll leave her dinner in the refrigerator; I doubt she will wake before morning."

"Thanks mom. How was therapy today?"

"We had a good session and I'll be fully independent by the end of next week."

"That's excellent news mom."

"I called your Aunt Grace this morning and told her about Kristen's offer. She screamed for five minutes before Pedro took the phone off her and accepted."

"You do realise Kris is doing all this for you?"

"I had my suspicions and I can't thank her enough."

"We better make a start on some plans and work out who will be staying where," suggested Connie while sitting at the counter.

Getting up, Gabriella retrieved a notepad and pen by the phone, "We'll make a list. Is Kristen working over Christmas?"

"She lucked out and is rostered off from the twenty fourth to twenty eighth, but is still on-call."

Settling back on her chair, Gabriella returned to her meal, "That's good and she can help with the cooking."

Kristen ambled into the kitchen and kissed Connie on the top of her head, "Hey beautiful?"

"Hello and why are you awake?"

"I needed to pee then realised I hadn't eaten since yesterday."

"In that case, sit down and I'll heat some pasta," offered Connie. "Then you can go back to bed."

"That sounds excellent to me."

By the time the three women finished dinner, Gabriella had three pages of notes and Kristen was barely able to keep her eyelids open. She excused herself and went back to bed.

She didn't stir when Connie joined her two hours later and cuddled into her back.

-o-

Connie stretched and opened her eyes to a smiling Kristen, "How long have you been awake?"

Caressing her wife's left hip, Kristen replied, "About ten minutes. I've even had a shower and brushed my teeth."

Grinning at the inference, Connie rolled out of bed, "I better do the same then."

"Yes please baby. I've been lying here having a hard time resisting the urge to attack you."

Laughing, Connie ran to the bathroom down the hall and returned minutes later wearing a towel. She locked the door behind her and moaned when Kristen threw back the covers and revealed her nakedness.

Dropping the bath sheet, Connie sauntered over to the bed and lowered herself on top of Kristen. Both women sighed and Kristen wrapped her arms around Connie's waist.

"I missed this," declared Connie before pressing her lips to Kristen's and kissing her soundly.

Kristen responded with delicate strokes along the contours of Connie's back and buttocks.

Breaking the kiss minutes later, Connie gazed into the blonde's eyes, "I love you and you feel exceptionally good."

Tears flooded Kristen's eyes, "I'm so sorry baby."

"Ssh my darling, all is forgiven."

"Yes Connie," agreed Kristen as she separated her thighs and adjusted her position until Connie's centre was plush against hers.

Sucking down on her bottom lip, Connie's arousal heightened, "Oh god Kris, I love you."

"Mmm," mumbled Kristen while arching her back and gripping Connie's hips.

"Tell me," pleaded Connie as warm lips engulfed her left breast and suckled on an erect nipple.

Kristen released her hold with a popping sound and looked up at her wife, "I love you and want to make you come."

Rolling her head backwards, Connie cried, "I missed hearing you say that." She slowly ground into Kristen as her ripe node was captured once again.

Minutes passed and Kristen felt the tiny tremors in Connie's body and gently pulled on the nipple, coaxing her towards release.

"Yes darling," whispered Connie throatily from above.

With slow motions, Kristen caressed firm buttocks and pushed Connie faster while lifting her own hips.

"Oh god ... oh god," chanted Connie as her body fell into orgasm. "I love you Kris," she panted as Kristen rolled her onto her back and smothered her mouth in a passionate kiss.

As Connie floated down from her euphoric high, she was kissed along the neck for ages before her breasts were paid divine homage.

Kristen's head was spinning by the time she ran her tongue down Connie's stomach and along the crease of her mound.

Connie's body jerked involuntarily as her wife entered her with two strong fingers and twisted back and forth along the silken, ribbed channel. "Yes darling," she whispered while holding onto Kristen's head.

Needing her own release from the painful throb in her centre, Kristen rotated and lowered herself over Connie's mouth. "Please baby, I need you," she implored without losing the rhythm she had set with her digits.

Whimpering, Connie seized the swollen labia with her mouth and orally stroked along the hard clitoris in time to the penetration from Kristen.

Holding on for several minutes, Kristen finally relented and gave herself over to the rapture tingling at her senses. Desperately wanting Connie to ride the sensation with her, Kristen absorbed the stiff clitoris hidden between the folds.

Quietly, both women peaked and Kristen lapped up the ambrosia of her wife before carefully lying beside her.

Drawing breath into her screaming lungs, Connie let out a giggle and draped an arm over Kristen's heaving chest, "That was simply amazing and silent. That's the least amount of noise we've ever made."

"I really wanted to shout several times, but was mindful of where we are."

"Uhm mom's not here honey. Ophelia picked her up an hour ago for a pool session."

Getting up on her elbow, Kristen glared at Connie, "In that case, be prepared to yell the house down."

Tearing up, Connie cupped the blonde's face gently, "I love you and welcome back darling."

"No matter what happens, I will always love you Connie," pledged Kristen with a smile.

"Come here and make good on your promise."

After a swift chuckle, Kristen did just that.

-o-

Nestling in under Connie's chin, Kristen played with the thin gold chain lying between firm breasts and hummed.

With gentle strokes, Connie ran fingers through blonde locks and noted, "You sound very satisfied."

"I am thanks to you. I think I missed these moments the most."

"I did too Kris. It's so comforting to have you so close and vulnerable again."

A soft titter escaped between Kristen's lips, "You are the only person that sees this side of me."

"I know and am very grateful."

"I'm sorry I wasn't with you for our second wedding anniversary or your birthday."

"So am I and I cried myself to sleep both nights."

"Well we have that in common. I nearly called you, but I wasn't ready to apologise."

"Do you realise you phoned on the second anniversary of dad's passing?"

"Yes and it was that fact that made me realise it was the right time to make contact and attempt to get you back."

"He would have disapproved of our separation."

"Yes, but everything is fine now."

"It's more than fine Kris."

Pecking the rosy nipple in front of her, Kristen groaned as the nub stiffened, "It sure is."

"Mmm, haven't you worn yourself out yet?"

"No, I have some catching up to do."

"Kris."

"Yes baby?"

"Don't ever take this away again."

"I won't Connie."

"As long as you love me, I have everything."

"Me too baby, me too."

-o-