A/N: Thank you to everyone for the suggestions – all of the ones I've gotten so far will definitely be included, even if it's a bit down the line (i.e. Noah).

Rating: M (normally I try to indicate the M-content in bold, but this time it's sort of spread throughout the whole chapter fyi)

Vindicated

"Uhh, fuck, Alexxxxx," Olivia drawled, olive skin pressed against the wet tile of her shower as she braced herself. Chest heaving, the detective gathered her bearings as her partner got off of her knees, blonde hair soaked with shower water and a satisfied smirk on her face. Leaning over, she gave the brunette a quick peck on the lips before reaching over and grabbing a bottle of body wash.

"Here, let me help you clean up," the attorney offered, squeezing some soap onto her hands.

"Eh, eh," Olivia replied blearily, holding up her hands to halt the younger woman, a playful smile on her own face. "If you do that, we're definitely going to be late for work."

Alex chuckled, knowing full-well that her girlfriend was right. After all, that had been the case only a couple of days ago… a nearly again a few days before that. It was as though in the past week and a half, the couple had been trying to make up for almost seven years worth of sex. In fact, Alex couldn't help but feel a little bit like a horny teenager every time that she was with the brunette, whether she was just trying to prepare dinner or they were watching a movie on the couch. Hell, yesterday Casey had knocked on her office door only to interrupt what would have been a lunch hour turned into a quick afternoon tryst. The blonde couldn't help but smile at the memory – still rather impressed by how quickly Olivia got her shirt back on before the red-headed attorney had pulled open the door, no stranger to barging right into her colleague's office. If anything, all three women were lucky that she had even bothered to knock this time. Still, Casey was no fool and was well-aware of what her two friends had been up to – knowledge that provided her ample ammunition the next time she wanted the normally reputable blonde to stand in for her at court.

"What are you laughing at," Olivia said after a moment, rinsing off the final bit of suds off of her body. Turning around, she twisted off the faucets, giving Alex an enchanting view of her backside. Before the attorney could get too distracted, however, the brunette turned around and grabbed two fluffy towels, smirking as she handed one to the slack-jawed blonde before wrapping the other around her torso.

"Just thinking about the little show that we almost gave Casey yesterday," Alex replied playfully, not failing to give Olivia one last tantalizing view of her nakedness before she began to towel off. The detective immediately flushed. "I guess that means no more sex in my office…"

"I think it just means that next time we need to lock your door," the brunette quipped back, much to Alex's pleasant surprise. When they had first dated, they had shared many intimate moments together after-hours at 1 Hogan Place – and even one or two quickies before court. One particularly fond memory involving her oak wood desk crossed her mind. Now that they were a bit older, Alex had assumed that it might be an end to that era of risky encounters, and it excited her that this seemed not to be the case. "Not today though," Olivia added with a smirk, noting the salacious look on her girlfriend's face. "After all the sex we've been having, it's hard not to walk around looking sore."

"Are you complaining?" Alex asked teasingly.

"No, but it's getting harder to hide. And now that Munch and Fin know about us definitively, I don't need to give them any more ammunition," the detective joked, running a comb through her hair.

Alex laughed, stepping out of the shower and walking up behind the brunette, wrapping her arms around her towel-clad waist and placing a languid kiss on the side of her neck. "I can't help it though. You're just irresistible."

Olivia guffawed, rolling her eyes. "You sure know how to seduce a woman, Cabot."

"Just one woman."

"Sarah Paulson?"

"Exactly."

Smiling, Olivia turned, giving Alex another kiss. "You're ridiculous," she teased before stepping back towards the bedroom. "I'm going to go get dressed…" she added, turning in the doorway and allowing her towel to droop ever so slightly revealing a hint of her cleavage. "…but if you're lucky, you can undress me later."

*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*SVU*

"I can't believe *pant* that we're doing this again," Olivia husked against the shell of Alex's ear, burying her fingers deeper into the attorney. Alex was laying down on the leather sofa in her office, tight-fitting pencil skirt pushed up around her waist, garters and panties still on as Olivia hovered over her.

"Mmmm, you can bet we are after all of your teasing this morning," Alex replied through a moan, trying to keep her voice quiet. After all, while it was lunch break for most in the D.A.'s office, it was the middle of the day, and the last thing both women needed was to have someone overhear.

"My teasing?" Olivia asked. "I'm not the one who decided to send that text message."

"I figured you might need a little bit of encouragement to come on over here for lunch," the blonde replied with mock innocence.

"Well Counselor, I think the only one coming right now is going to be you." With that, Olivia curled her fingers to brush against the spongy flesh of Alex's G-spot, bringing the blonde even closer to the edge.

"Ah… fuck, Liv!"

"Shhh, sweetheart, we don't want anyone to overhear. You have to keep quiet or I'll stop," Olivia instructed playfully, beginning to pull her fingers out from the slick heat.

"No, please don't," Alex practically begged, voice soft, as she wrapped her legs around the detective's back, pulling her even closer. "God baby, you feel so good. Please. Please make me cum."

Normally, Olivia would tease the blonde a bit more, especially if when she was begging like that, but the responsible side of her knew that she needed to get back to the precinct soon, Even though it was a slow day at SVU, everyone was bound to be suspicious if she was gone for lunch for more than an hour. The detective had just begun pressing her thumb in circles over the blonde's clit causing Alex to writhe beneath her when a knocking on the door caused them both to freeze in shock.

After a moment, Alex came to her senses and, trying to remain still so as not to unintentionally shift the position of Olivia's fingers inside of her, cleared her throat and called out, "Yes, who is it?"

"It's David Hayden."

"Shit," Alex hissed quietly, panic crossing both hers and Olivia's faces. "Umm… just a moment," the blonde replied, feigning as much normalcy as she could. She nodded at Olivia, who gently but quickly pulled out of the blonde, who stifled a groan. Completely flustered, the brunette quickly moved her button her blouse as Alex pulled down her skirt and tried to straighten out her outfit. She looked over at Olivia, who was wiping off her hand with a tissue and sighed, knowing that if she didn't let Hayden in soon, things would just seem even more suspicious. When she saw her girlfriend toss the tissue into the dustbin, she took a step towards the door, running her fingers through her silky blonde hair before opening it. "Uh, EADA Hayden, what can I do for you?" she asked, allowing the man into the room.

Hayden must have sensed the awkwardness of the situation as well, because he looked around the room curiously upon entering, brow furrowing when he saw Olivia, who was trying her best to look normal.

"David," she greeted with a smile. "How have you been?"

The man glanced over next to the brunette at Alex's desk, where there were two uneaten lunches sitting out. He then looked over at the blonde who, despite having her courtroom face on, looked slightly disheveled, crisp button-down slightly wrinkled around the edges and normally coiffed hair mussed. His assumptions were all to his misfortune confirmed when he looked back at Olivia and noted that she had a couple of buttons askew on her own shirt, having clearly rushed to put on the garment. Both women flushed as they recognized Hayden's realization.

"Umm, I – I'm well, Olivia," the male attorney began, clearing his throat uncomfortably. "Umm, I guess I can assume the same for you," he added, voice clearly dejected. The brunette gave him a sheepish look. He turned around to look at Alex who, as much as she tried to hide it, couldn't help but look slightly vindicated. After all, there was a point during which Hayden was blatantly pursuing Olivia in spite of her - moves that had made her endlessly jealous. Even recently, Hayden had all but openly slighted her when Olivia had gone to him about Simon. He must have assumed since then that he had the upper-hand – that the brunette detective had just been busy with work and that was why she was delayed in replying to his calls. Little did he know that she was just busy having sex with her girlfriend.

"What can I do for you, David?" Alex asked, voice both boasting and polite.

The man swallowed. "I need your files for SVU to review for the Integrity Unit." He paused, clearly weighing his words. "Uhh, is there any conflict of interest I should be concerned about."

Alex shook her head and gave Olivia a small smile. "Nothing that hasn't been disclosed." She walked over to her file cabinet, pulling out several manila folders, moving over to hand them to Hayden. "Here you go."

David nodded, his face both bitter and defeated. He offered a quick goodbye to Olivia before exiting the office, tail between his legs. Once the door had been closed and the women heard his footsteps receding, Olivia shook her head, a small smile teasing the corner of her lips. "You enjoyed that, didn't you?" she asked Alex, stifling a chuckle.

Alex shrugged, walking over to her and rebuttoning the detective's shirt properly. "He just needed to know that you are off the market," she replied smoothly, resting a manicured hand on the woman's chest. "And he's just lucky that I managed to come just as he knocked, otherwise I might've had to kill him," she added with a sly smile.

Olivia laughed, rolling her eyes. "There you have it world. Never mess with Alexandra Cabot."

"You know it," Alex affirmed with a playful smile. "Now you," she instructed, "wolf down this salad on your way back to the precinct so you don't starve but so Munch and Fin don't catch you eating and I will come up with ways to repay you later for such a delightful 'lunch,'" she added with a smirk.

Olivia felt her throat dry at the implication, and she smiled, walking over to grab her meal and to give Alex one last kiss. "You know you already got the girl, right?" she asked.

The blonde grinned, giving Olivia's hand a squeeze. "Yes, and I don't intend on losing her."