Title: Something For You For Me, Part 14: Refueling
Rating: PG-13/R (for this chapter)
Words: 2457
Notes: This is it. The end (well, there's a short Epilogue chapter after this which should already be posted, too). This is a big accomplishment for me! :D I hope it doesn't disappoint (especially since it's not ending with smut, lol). More notes at the end of the Epilogue, but thank you all.

Part 14: Refueling

Olivia's first reaction was simply to pop her eyes open and look at the ceiling for a moment, making sure she was hearing what she thought she was hearing. Then, when she was, in fact, sure, she forced her muscles into action. "Well!" she huffed out as she (rather uncoordinatedly) rolled and maneuvered and flipped herself over onto her stomach. She then propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at the still slightly shaking blonde, "That's not exactly the response I was expecting…" she said in reply to Alex's continued giggles, though the detective's own smile belied her words.

Alex opened her eyes then and glanced over at Olivia's face before letting them close once again. "No, I'm sorry, baby," she finally managed to say when she'd calmed herself down. "I was… I was trying to come up with some way to describe that… and then all of a sudden all I could think of was that stupid fortune cookie." The attorney opened her eyes again and looked up and over at the detective, "All I could think of was 'Something wonderful just happied!'"

Alex started giggling again and this time Olivia joined her, both of them clearly still enjoying the lingering endorphin rush of their peaks, both of them clearly in way too good a mood… if there were such a thing.

When they both once again calmed down, it was Alex's turn to make a valiant attempt at movement, managing to get as far as rolling onto her side. Olivia also dropped off her elbows and back down onto the mattress, also on her side, the two women now laying facing each other.

And looking at each other.

Staring at each other, really.

Lovingly.

Longingly.

"It was pretty wonderful, though," Olivia finally said quietly.

Alex closed her eyes again, inhaling and exhaling a deep breath. "It was beyond wonderful, Liv," she said with a still-blissful sigh.

Olivia smiled at the attorney's physical as well as verbal response. "I agree. In fact, I would say it's something we should definitely do again, except I'm not sure we'd survive it!" Olivia teased.

Alex chuckled, but then a particular glint came to her eye as she replied "Well, we'd certainly need to at least, you know, refuel before trying it again."

Olivia's eyebrow cocked in response. For she knew how to read between the lines. She knew how to speak Alex: "Is that your not-so-veiled way of telling me you're ready for birthday cupcakes?" the detective smiled at her lover.

Alex grinned cheekily back, "Maaayyyybe," she drew out the word then added, still playfully, "Except…"

"Except…" Olivia prompted when Alex didn't immediately continue.

"Except someone didn't pack any clothes for me to wear around the room during such an occasion. I might get cold." Alex gave Olivia a pointed look. Well, she was trying to make it pointed, at least.

Olivia went along with Alex's little game – at first. She narrowed her eyes and shook her head at the attorney, making a tsk tsk tsk sound in mock-disapproval. "Well," she said on a sigh, "Since I'm supposed to be spoiling you and giving you whatever you want and all that, it's possible I made sure there was a robe in the bathroom you can put on."

The detective then changed the game, though, and did so expertly. She licked her lips and reached a hand out, letting her fingers travel lightly down Alex's body, starting on the attorney's shoulder, then down her side, ribs, waist, hip, and letting her eyes travel down that delicious body with them, before returning both back up to Alex's throat, and lips, the tactile and visual sensations somehow reigniting small flames Alex thought had been mostly extinguished and sending small shivers through the blonde's body despite the release she'd just experienced.

When Olivia's newly simmering eyes came back up to meet Alex's, the brunette finished her previous thought, "If you insist."

Alex realized her mouth had fallen slightly open and that she was barely breathing.

This woman.

Good lord.

Olivia didn't need to be asked; she lifted her head and leaned in to capture Alex's lips in another kiss. But though this kiss was filled with promise, the same promise Olivia's eyes and fingers had just held, it was a promise for later. For the detective pulled out of the kiss after just a precious few seconds, whispering to the attorney, "Let me hop in the bathroom first, then you can get in there."

And with that Olivia was gone, rolling away, and getting off the mattress and up. Gathering her boxers and tank, the detective then sauntered into the bathroom without a look back, knowing exactly what she was doing, knowing that she was leaving Alex breathless and wanting more.

Of course, Alex had long since accepted that when it came to Olivia, she was pretty much always breathless and wanting more.

Alex was given a few more (needed) minutes to rest and recover in bed as Olivia moved about the bathroom. Then when the detective finished, the attorney was able to rouse herself and take her turn freshening up.

When she exited the bathroom, bare feet, robe tied lightly around her waist, and feeling a little more put together, it was to find that Olivia had been busy with further preparations. The overhead lights were turned low, the warmth of the lighting matching the warmth of the atmosphere in the room. And the table had been re-set. Gone were the remnants of dinner and the fortune cookies and in their place were two fresh plates, two glorious looking cupcakes on their own plate in the middle, two freshly poured glasses of wine, and the vase, the vase with the two roses.

And standing in silhouette against the glow of the window, looking out at the city, was Olivia.

Olivia.

Her Olivia.

Hers.

Alex's breath caught. Again.

And all of it just hit her. Again.

Because it was all just so… so… indescribable. Literally indescribable. As in she couldn't find the words.

So instead of trying to find them, she just walked quietly over to the window and silently snaked her hands around Olivia's solid body from behind, wrapping her arms around Olivia's trim waist and resting her chin on the detective's shoulder. Olivia instantly melted back into Alex's form, putting her hands atop Alex's arms and leaning back a bit.

They made for a contrasting yet beautiful sight, one in a fancy flowing robe, the other in boy-ish shorts, one long haired, one short haired, one light, one dark. Entwined in each other's arms, both were quiet; just looking out at the lights, at the life, at the spectacle that is New York City at night.

Such contentment.

Such peace.

"Incredible," Alex broke the silence with a quiet murmur. "The view I mean," she amended, "Incredible."

Olivia smiled to herself. There were a lot of incredible things about right now. And like she had earlier that evening, when it was all just beginning, and as Alex had just moments before, Olivia couldn't help but contemplate just how different everything was now and just how much of a difference one person could make in another person's life.

But not wanting to get too emotional, not right then, not right now, she turned in Alex's arms, lacing her own arms around the attorney's waist and looking deeply into Alex's eyes. "Yes, it is," she finally replied, ostensibly about the view, but both knew it was about much more. Then, with a smile she leaned in for one more kiss.

But, like the one in bed, this one, too, was quick.

For there were important, important things to be done: Namely, refueling.

And that meant birthday cupcakes. And before that, there, of course, had to be birthday candles.

Olivia, ever chivalrous, pulled Alex's chair out for her before going around to her side of the table and sitting down, as well. The detective then quickly lit a match and used it to light the small candle on each cupcake, all the while singing – well, more like saying the Happy Birthday song to Alexaaaandra…happy birthday, to you! "Don't forget to make a wish!" Olivia advised with a smile after finishing the 'song' and shaking out the match.

Alex gave Olivia a quick glance and quick smile before she turned her attention to and concentrated on the flickering flames. She then closed her eyes, silently making her heartfelt wish, before opening her eyes again and blowing out the candles.

"Yay!" Olivia playfully exclaimed.

The detective broke out the knife and sliced each of the two cupcakes, dishing out two halves onto each of their plates.

"These look absolutely delish!" Alex eagerly watched Olivia's actions as the attorney's mouth began to water. "What kind are they?"

"One is chocolate peanut butter cup and one's mint chocolate chocolate chip," Olivia explained with a wicked smile.

Alex looked up at the detective, "My god, you're trying to kill me, aren't you?"

"Yep," Olivia just continued to grin, looking up at the attorney and finishing, "Kill you with sex and chocolate."

Alex laughed, "You know what they say…"

"…What a way to go," both women said together with another laugh.

Alex tried to maintain some decorum but she so rarely allowed herself to have cupcakes and she couldn't wait any longer, she already had her fork in hand and as soon as Olivia finished serving, Alex was diving in. She sliced off a small bite and brought it to her mouth, closing her lips around the moist morsel.

She moaned.

God, they tasted even better than they looked. This whole entire evening had been a feast for the senses and this was no exception. She started to slowly chew. And she might have moaned again.

"Um…" Olivia interrupted, "Do you two want some privacy?"

Alex opened eyes she hadn't realized she'd closed, looking across the table to find Olivia smirking at her. She supposed she should be embarrassed. But, you know what? She just wasn't. "These are soooo good," she said unashamedly through a muffled mouthful of chocolate cake and various other flavors in her mouth.

Olivia chuckled and separated a small piece of her own chocolate goodness with her fork, but rather than putting it in her own mouth, she offered it to Alex with a mumbled, "Then by all means…" With a small twinkle in her eye, Alex parted her lips and accepted it.

As they continued to eat their cupcakes, they chatted about nothing consequential, and nothing they'd really remember. Actually, if pressed they'd be forced to admit they really didn't talk at all but mostly just indulged in feeding each other the fluffy cake and mounds of frosting off the others' fork, accompanied by innocent giggles and flirtatious smiles when they "missed" with the frosting or the cake didn't cooperate and fell off the fork.

When they were nearing the completion of this decadent detour, Alex smushed the remaining crumbs from her plate onto her fork and then into her mouth, not wanting one single bit to go to waste. She then put her fork down, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and took a small sip of wine to enhance the last of the fading chocolate flavor. "So," she said as she placed her glass back on the table and looked over at Olivia with a decidedly mischievous expression, "are you going to ask me what I wished for?"

Olivia finished slowly chewing and swallowing her last bite, savoring it to the very end, but also noting Alex's cocked eyebrow and tone of voice. She could tell Alex had something up her sleeve. But she wasn't quite sure what yet. "I thought that if you told anyone what you wished for, it wouldn't come true," Olivia pointed out.

A slow smirk took up residence on Alex's face, "Well, in this case, I'm pretty sure it will increase the chances of it coming true."

Oh, really? Both of Olivia's eyebrows went up.

Alex's smirk only grew.

"Okay," Olivia finally broke the mini-standoff and went along with wherever it was Alex was going. After all, the detective was also pretty sure that wherever it was, she'd enjoy it; both the destination and the trip. "What did you wish for?" the detective asked.

Alex licked her lips and took a deep breath, leaning in towards the beautiful brunette across from her, "I wished that you would put that 'gift' I bought you back on," she stated simply and quietly but also confidently and firmly.

All the blood that had been in Olivia's stomach digesting the sweets she'd just consumed, suddenly migrated distinctly lower.

Alex took in the instant change in Olivia's facial expression and demeanor and, still holding Olivia's gaze steady with her own, continued, "Only my answer would be different this time."

Olivia's face flickered then, something close to a frown. She wasn't sure what Alex meant.

So Alex explained.

"The first time, when you wore it earlier," Alex said quietly, forcing Olivia to also lean in, "You asked how I wanted it to go: gentle or… not so gentle," the attorney paused then to allow Olivia to remember the question, but more importantly to allow her to remember Alex's answer. The attorney's voice then dropped even lower as she repeated her earlier statement, "My answer would be different this time."

Gah.

Now who's trying to kill whom?

Olivia swallowed. Hard. She knew she should say something, but it would seem blood was still flowing downwards, leaving her brain still somewhat deprived.

Alex just waited for her. From Olivia's initial reaction and now from this one, the attorney had no doubt this proposal was fine with the detective. It was more than fine.

They continued to just look at each other, both of them contemplating the fulfillment of that wish, a wish that both of them knew wasn't just Alex's, both of them envisioning it in their mind's eye, and both of them relishing in the knowledge that they wouldn't have to just envision it much long.

Their heart rates increased along with their breathing, and their arousal.

Looking into Alex's eye just a little bit longer, finding her assuredness and confidence in what she wanted wasn't wavering, wasn't wavering one bit, the detective then smiled and stood up, with an assuredness and confidence of her own, and even a bit of that cockiness that Alex found so attractive. The detective reached for Alex's hand, helping her up from her chair, and then leading them both eagerly back to the bedroom.