Pair Me! Huang/ Alex
Summary: Alex has writer's block. Huang enters to help her, sex ensues, there will be a cameo appearance by Huang's ex girlfriend, guess who it is...
Disclaimer: What do you think?
Alex POV:
Wow I really have no idea what to write. I mean total writer's block. Let's see um, um, um, wowie. Oh yeah, doodles, brilliant! I drew a frog. Oh why not give him an afro. Hahaha, a frog with an afro. Aw, he's cute.
"Alex?" I jerk my head up. Huang's standing there in my doorway of my office. He's wearing that ugly little pullover thing with black slacks. Does he own a pair of jeans? How about a t shirt?
"George." I say surprised.
"What are you doing?" He comes from the doorway and steps closer to my desk. I put my pen down.
"Trying to write my opening statements for court and I have writer's block." He nods.
"Need any help?" I nod.
"Yeah, got any?" He chuckles. "Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury. A man was raped. This woman did it. Thank you, how's that?"
"It was awful." Yeah no shit sherlock.
"Huang, would it kill you to say 'it sucked?'" he seriously contemplate this.
"Probably not, but it would lower my IQ a few points." Was that a joke? Did George Huang actually make a joke? Hell froze over.
"Funny, hahaha. I'm rolling on the floor. Really, watch out, don't step on me."
"Now that's funny." He sits on my desk. "Well what do you say I help you procrastinate a little more." I sigh and lean back in my chair.
"George, look, I'm about to take on a huge case, I have an attorney for a defendant, another attorney acting like men can't be raped, fighting police who either agree with the defense or agree with me, and to top it all off I have writer's block. I can't take time to, procrastinate." He leans over and kisses me. Do I back off? A smart woman like me should know that having a fling in your office during a major case it incredibly stupid. "Then again, what would a half an hour do?" Hi I'm Alex and I'm incredibly stupid. I kiss him again.
We stop long enough for me to clear off my desk with a quick swipe from my arm. I climb on and grab Huang again. You know after last time, when we did this in the FBI bathroom, you'd think we would learn to save the sex until after work. But that would contradict my totally stupid theory. Hey! He ripped my skirt! Jerk. "You so owe me a new skirt!" I say against his lips, though it comes out more in intervals than a complete sentence. The whole making out like two horny teenagers thing.
He pulls down his pants, and of course what happens? My doorknob starts jiggling. Fuck! I try to push Huang off of me, but he's not budging. Oh screw it! I shove us onto the floor, Huang on top of me. My door opens, and under my desk I can see a pair of bare legs resting on black stiletto heels.
"Alex? Alex are you here?" its Elizabeth Donnelly, my bureau chief. I slap Huang. Why you ask? Because the bastard if still humping me!
I let out a soft moan as he gently gyrates his hips against me. Great, are you trying to get me fired? "Alex!" Fuck! She's standing over me. I smile.
"Hi Elizabeth. How did you know that I was here?" Huang still hasn't stopped. Oh my god! Yes that was a moan.
"I saw your feet and heard your moan." I slap Huang, jeez he's persistent. "You have a case to finish," she said to me, "And you," she turned to Huang. "Are an asshole." She walks out. "Hurry up in there!" She yells from outside. I blink, so many thoughts are whirling around in my head. Number one. Elizabeth is letting me fuck a guy in my office. Why? Second.
"What the hell was that about?" I ask Huang.
"Lizzie and I used to go out," he says biting my nipple. I push him off.
"You tell me that and try to have sex with me? Are you shitting me?" He shakes his head.
"What's your problem?" You know I didn't think that far. It doesn't help that his penis is still inside of me, and his hand is now paying with my- what do romance novels call it?- pleasure spot.
"I don't know any more." To hell with ethics and fuck my brains out!!! "Just don't tell me anything about you and Elizabeth." He rolls his eyes, I slap him again. God I'm such a dominatrix. Probably not, but I am violent.
I can feel it. Yeah, its coming on, my orgasm. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh oh oh!!! Fuck me!" Oh wait, you already did. Huang opens his mouth and shakes. He's done. He fell down on top of me, and let out a small oomf. You know for such a small guy he can really knock the wind out of you.
He leans forward and picks up my notes. "Nice tree," blink. I didn't draw a tree. Hey!
"That's a frog."
"Oh," yeah. "So, do you still have writer's block?" I nod. Damn. "Oh well," Elizabeth chose that moment to walk back in.
"If your finished screwing my ex boyfriend, the boss wants to see you in her office." Uh oh.
"Well that can't be good."
"Oh and watch out for him. I dumped him after I caught him with Jack McCoy." She walks out. I look at Huang appalled. Can you say ew? He just shrugs.
"What can I say, I'm adventurous."
"Never would have guessed."
Ok, few things. I wrote this when I had writer's block, hence the beginning. Oh, and remind me to make an Elliot and dani fic. I probably would have waited longer, but after yesterday (Tuesday) and the previews for next week, I figure I should push it up. But dude, Elliot and DANI??? Am I the only one who yelled "Oh my god!" five times when I saw it? Thought so. I'm rambling again aren't I?
Bob.
