A/N: Wow, thanks for the kind words on the last couple of chapters. I'm glad you all liked them, and that they finally talked things out. Here is a fun chapter for you, as promised.
BETWEEN THE SCENES: THE BET
Things were returning to normal at home for Olivia and Alex. They were both happier, although Alex still had her moments where she missed her dad like crazy. They had spent the three weeks since their fight came to a head, focusing on rebuilding their relationship. The bounce in Olivia's step had returned and just seeing Alex happier made her happy.
It was a typical Monday afternoon in the squad room. They were working a rape case, and Alex had come down to get caught up on the day's events. She, of course, planted herself on Olivia's desk and stared intently at her while Elliot filled her in.
When they were finished, Alex turned to leave.
"Elliot and I were just about to get dinner if you'd like to join us?" Olivia asked Alex.
"I can't," Alex said. "I have a meeting with Liz in 20 minutes. But, perhaps we can have dessert at home later." She winked at Olivia as she watched her girlfriend blush and look nervously around the squad room. Only Elliot heard the comment, but it was still enough to turn Olivia bright red. Olivia nodded, and Alex spun around, gave Olivia a flirty smile and head toss, and left the precinct. Elliot just sat and smirked at Olivia, as she rolled her eyes and grabbed her jacket.
Down at the pub, Elliot and Olivia grabbed a booth and order food and beer, while they waited on Munch to show up later.
"I knew things were better with Alex, but it seems like things are more than good," Elliot teased when their beers arrived.
"Yeah, things are well," Olivia said. "It's tough to always find time for each other, but we're both making an effort."
"What, you all don't see each other enough at work?" a voice behind them came. Olivia turned her head to see Munch standing there.
"I don't know what you're talking about?" Olivia said, scooting over so he could slide into the booth.
"Oh, come on, Liv, we're family," Munch said. "You think we haven't known about you and Alex for a while now?"
Olivia glanced at Elliot, who just shrugged his shoulders.
"Hey, Liv, for what it's worth, we're happy for you," Munch said. "Someone needs to be getting some."
"Hey, speak for yourself," Elliot said.
"Oh come on, I guarantee, Liv and Alex are getting laid more than any of us," Munch said. "I mean, haven't you seen the way Alex has been walking around the 1-6 since they got over their fight a few weeks ago?"
Olivia started at Munch, refusing to speak. She was still in shock Munch knew and never said anything. It wasn't like him.
"I'm just saying, this is the look of a satisfied woman," Munch said, holding a hand up to Olivia's face, who was turning slightly red.
"Well, Alex did mention dessert earlier today," Elliot said. Olivia shot him a look that said he was not supposed to mention that.
"Still, though, they're not in the honeymoon stage anymore," Elliot said. "I bet Liv isn't getting it as much as your mind may imagine, Munch."
"Why are we talking about my sex life?" Olivia said.
"Because I was making a point that I'd be willing to bet you're having more sex than your partner," Munch said.
"Hey, don't drag me into this," Elliot said. "I do have four kids. Let's just say Kathy and I are happy in that area."
"So why not have a little wager about it?" Munch suggested. Elliot and Olivia turned their heads at him, curious. "The next 30 days. Let's see who has sex the most times."
"No way," Olivia said. "Alex would never agree to this. In fact, she would kill me if she knew about this conversation."
"So who says she has to know?" Munch said. "I mean, if she can get laid every day for the next month, I doubt she'll be complaining. In fact, it may make warrants a little easier for us to get."
"He's got a point," Elliot said. "It would make warrants easier to get."
"You can't be seriously considering this, Elliot," Olivia said. "Kathy would kill you, too."
"It might be worth it to try," he smirked. "You in?"
Olivia thought about it for a minute. It wasn't that she didn't want to try. She was also pretty sure she could beat Elliot. Of course, she and Alex both had busy jobs, so that could complicate it.
"Fine," she finally said. "But one word of this to Alex, and you are both dead men. What's the terms?"
"Only once per day will count," Munch said. "So you can't 'bank' days. However, if there is a tie, we'll break it by how many total times. For instance, if you both get so lucky 22 days out of the next 30, but Liv has sex 30 times in those 22 days, and Elliot only gets it once per day, so 22 times, then Liv wins."
"Okay, and the winner gets?" Elliot said.
"You're buying the beer for two weeks when I win," Olivia said.
"Ah, there's that competitive nature coming out," Munch said. "Okay, you guys should go home. Bet starts tonight."
Olivia took a cab home. She knew this was probably a terrible idea, but after going without for two months, she couldn't say she hated the idea; even if their sex life had been more than healthy since they made up.
When she got home, Alex was curled up on the couch with her legal pad in front of her. She was writing an opening argument. Dammit. Alex was not going to want to be distracted. Tonight was going to be a challenge. So much for that dessert.
"Hey, Liv, you're home earlier than I thought," Alex said, barely looking up. "How was dinner?"
"You know, normal pub fare," Olivia said, trying to figure out her next move. She sat on the couch with Alex, sitting near Alex's feet that were propped on the middle of the couch. "I missed seeing your face, though." Oh God, that was cheesy, Olivia thought.
"I missed you, too," Alex said. Again, not even looking up. Olivia moved her hand on Alex's foot and began rubbing the top of the foot and calf. Alex didn't flinch.
"What are you working on?" Olivia said. Maybe small talk would work better.
"Oh, trial starts next week, and I'm so busy this week, I want to get a head start," Alex said. "By the way, there are a couple of nights this week that I have some evening meetings and will be home late."
Shit. Wine, maybe wine will work.
"I'm going to grab a glass of wine," Olivia said. "Do you want a glass?"
"Sure, but just a little," Alex said. "I want to get part of this done tonight."
Olivia poured two glasses of wine, ignoring Alex's comments about it being a small glass. She walked behind Alex and handed it to her over her shoulder, sitting her own glass down on the end table. Alex put her legal pad down to take a drink.
"Oh, this was more than I needed, Liv," Alex said.
"Sorry, I forgot," Olivia said, moving her hands to Alex's shoulders to massage them. "You feel tense. Why don't you let me give you a massage on the bed?"
"I really don't have time, Liv," Alex said. "But the shoulder rub feels good."
Olivia leaned down and grazed her lips against Alex's neck before whispering in her ear. "Well, you did promise me dessert tonight," she said before placing kissing behind Alex's ear. She let her hands move from Alex's shoulders down the front a little farther. She felt Alex tense up slightly.
"I did, didn't I?" Alex said.
"Yes, and in the middle of the squad room, ensuring I would be flustered before dinner with Elliot and Munch," Olivia whispered. She could tell Alex was getting turned on. Her plan of seduction was working.
"How about I make it up to you this weekend?" Alex suggested. "I promise, Saturday, I'm all yours."
"This weekend?" Olivia said. No, that just wasn't going to work for their bet, especially given the busy week ahead of Alex. "How about a counter offer, Counselor? How about I make it so worth your while right now. I promise to be quick." She took Alex's legal pad and tossed it on the coffee table before reaching farther down to caress Alex's breasts. Her nipples were hard. She was getting somewhere.
"How quick are we talking?" Alex said, finally deciding to give in.
"As quick as you want it," Olivia said.
An hour later both women laid breathless in bed.
"That was not quick," Alex said.
"I didn't hear you complaining," Olivia smirked.
"And you never will," Alex said, leaning over for a kiss.
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Olivia and Elliot decided they would do a check-in at the midway point although both could tell they were doing fairly well on their end by the goofy smiles on their faces each morning. Even Cragen began to ask what was wrong with them.
The evening before check-in Olivia stopped by Alex's office.
"You ready to go home?" Olivia asked. She could see Alex was still buried in work and the look in her eye told Olivia home was the last thing on Alex's mind.
"I don't think I'll be home until late tonight," Alex said. "What time is it?"
"It's 7:30. Everyone in your office is gone home," Olivia said. "I'm sure they won't miss you."
"I just want to stay until I finish," Alex said. "I'm sorry. Don't wait up. I don't know what time I'll be."
"I had a feeling you might say that," Olivia said as she made her way behind Alex's chair and began massaging her shoulders.
"Liv, what are you doing?" Alex said. Olivia leaned down and began to kiss Alex's neck.
"There is no one else here, and the door is locked," Olivia said. "Surely you can spare a few minutes for your girlfriend." She turned Alex's chair to face her and dropped to her knees started tugging at the bottom of Alex's shirt.
"Olivia Benson, what do you think you're doing?" Alex said, pushing Olivia's hands back. "We are adults and do not do this at work."
"If I recall, we threw those rules of ours out the door a long time ago," Olivia said, caressing Alex's thighs and slowly pushing her skirt up. "Come on, Alex; it'll help you relax and then I'll leave."
"I don't know what has gotten into you lately," Alex said. However, she didn't stop Olivia pushing her skirt up and even shifted her body to help. She moaned when Olivia's hands tugged at her panties.
"Was that a yes?" Olivia said.
"Yes," Alex said. The was the last word she was able to say before Olivia sent her over the edge in her leather office chair. She'd need to make a mental note to thoroughly clean it.
When Olivia was done, she turned to leave, watching Alex put herself back together and try to re-focus on her work. Olivia smiled. That was fun. Maybe we can try that out on her desk sometime.
Midway point and Olivia was winning...but barely. She did have the fact that she was well ahead in the total number of times but knew she needed to keep the day count up as well. She was impressed with how well Elliot was doing, though. Olivia knew she was going to have to start getting more creative with her advances as Alex was already suspicious of her behavior. The unexpected shower sex, morning sex, kitchen sex, even car sex had Olivia ready to go all the time, and while Alex was enjoying it, nearly every day was a little much...even for them.
By Week 4, both Olivia and Elliot were tired, as were Alex and Kathy. There had definitely been more days skipped than in early weeks, and a few days where the couples had been arguing when it didn't happen.
Alex was in closing arguments of a trial and had made it clear to Olivia early in the week that she was not to be distracted; it was too important she remain focused.
"Hey, Alex, since you're going to be busy tonight, I was thinking of going out with Erica, if that's okay," Olivia said mid-week when she called Alex during work.
"Yeah, that's fine," Alex said. "Where are you having dinner? Maybe I'll have you bring me something."
"Oh, we weren't necessarily going to dinner," Olivia said. "She actually wants to hit up one of the new bars. I guess her new girlfriend is a dancer there."
"Excuse me?" Alex said, realizing what Olivia had just said.
"I said-," Olivia started.
"No, I heard you," Alex said. "You want to go to a strip club?"
"It's not a strip club, Alex," Olivia said, smirking to herself at how jealous she knew Alex was getting. Yes, it was evil, but she planned to win this bet. "It's a club where women dance in clothing."
"Yeah, right, and high-end escort services don't offer their clients sex," Alex snapped.
"Alex, I promise, it's fine," Olivia said. "It's just Erica and another friend, Candy or something. And well, Erica's girlfriend, who will be working."
"Who is Candy?" Alex said.
"We've met her, Alex," Olivia said. She was lying. Candy wasn't real. "Trust me, you'd remember her. Tall, blonde, long legs." Just Olivia's type.
Alex was silent. Olivia could tell she was stewing so decided to give her a reprieve.
"Listen, I don't have to go," Olivia said. "I just didn't want to be bored if you were going to be working all night. You know I'd prefer to spend my time with you."
"I'll be home by 8:00," Alex said. "Pick up dinner for us and I'll leave my work here."
Olivia smiled and hung up the phone. Sure, she felt guilty playing on Alex's emotions like that, but she'd make it up to her later tonight.
The following morning, Alex was gone before Olivia got up and didn't get home until well after Olivia was in bed. She climbed in slowly, as to not wake Olivia, however, Olivia was awake and waiting.
Once Alex was in bed, Olivia rolled over and wrapped her arms around Alex.
"Hey, I missed you," Olivia said, planting a kiss on Alex.
"I thought you would be asleep," Alex said. Truthfully, she was hoping Olivia would be. After last night, she could barely walk and was exhausted from all the sex they had been having. She needed a break.
"I was waiting on you," Olivia said as she began to make her move.
"Not tonight, Liv," Alex said. "I'm tired, and I had a bad day."
"I'll help wake you up," Olivia said as she continued kissing Alex.
"Christ, Liv!" Alex said. "You are insatiable lately. What is going on?"
Olivia pulled back. She could tell by Alex's tone that she was frustrated and maybe angry.
"Nothing is going on," Olivia said. "I just love you."
"I love you, too, Liv," Alex said. "But I could barely walk today. Do you think we could give it a rest for a while?"
"Okay," Olivia said. She gave Alex a kiss and rolled back over. She had a feeling she was probably still in the lead so it wouldn't kill her. If she were honest, she also needed a break.
The final day of the bet, Olivia and Alex had shower sex again, and Liv was feeling pretty good about her chances of winning the bet. She met up with Munch and Elliot after work for dinner and drinks.
Olivia won, and Elliot and Munch tipped their beer to her. As promised, Elliot ordered all the drinks that night. "To Olivia!"
"What are we celebrating?" a voice came from behind Olivia. She turned around to see Alex, standing here, hands in her jacket pocket with a smirk on her face.
"Alex," Olivia said. "What are you doing here?"
"Someone at the precinct said I could find you here," Alex said. "I'm not interrupting am I?"
"No, of course not," Olivia said. She pulled out a chair for Alex to sit.
"So, why are we drinking to Olivia?" Alex said.
Everyone was quiet, trying to come up with a good lie.
"Liv just knew the answer to a trivia question we were trying to figure out all day," Elliot said. "I told her if she got it, I'd buy the round of beers tonight."
"Is that right?" Alex said. "What was the question?"
"What?" Olivia said.
"The trivia question you answered," Alex said.
Munch, Olivia, and Elliot were silent.
"Conspiracy theory stuff, Alex," Munch said. "You wouldn't be interested."
"That sounds boring," Alex said. "I was hoping Olivia won some bet about who could have sex the most in a month."
Olivia and Elliot nearly choked on their beers as they spit them out.
"So, I take it you won?" Alex asked Olivia. Luckily she was still smiling, or else Olivia would have ran for the door. Olivia just nodded.
"How did you know?" Elliot finally asked.
"Well, I started to get suspicious when we had sex in my office," Alex said, holding her hand up to Munch and Elliot, who started to ask questions. "We're never discussing that again. Anyway, then I started to notice Elliot had the same goofy grin on his face that Olivia has had. But still, it didn't sink in until I ran into Kathy when she was leaving the precinct one day. She asked how Liv and I were, and I casually mentioned Olivia had been extra, uh, motivated lately in the bedroom. She laughed and commented that Elliot had, too. I didn't say anything to her, but I did corner Munch until he told me about the bet."
"Wait, you told her?" Olivia said. "I'm going to kill you."
"It wasn't my fault," Munch said. "She already knew something was up. And really, who can resist that face?"
Olivia rolled her eyes. "How long have you known?"
"About a week and a half," Alex said. "I have to say, though, it was fun watching you squirm on the nights when I'd work too late or say no."
Alex then turned to Munch and Elliot.
"Did she tell you she tried to use jealousy as a way to have sex?" Alex said. "It was then I realized just how desperate she was to win this bet. I had planned to take the night off, but she got very creative with that line. It actually worked. I was jealous, even if I knew that Candy probably wasn't real."
"I'd say it worked pretty darn well," Olivia quipped.
"I'd say you're going to be in big trouble when we get home, so I'd leave those comments for the peanut gallery," Alex said, turning back toward Olivia. "So, what did we win?"
"Two weeks of drinks on Elliot," Olivia said.
"Wait, that's it?" Alex said. "You kept me up almost every night and several mornings for free beer?"
"Would it make it better if I said I also won getting to have sex with my beautiful girlfriend?" Olivia said.
"On that note, we're going home," Alex said. "I think I have some laundry you need to do and dishes to wash."
Olivia laughed and got up to go.
On the way out, Alex took her arm and began whispering.
"You know, I think we both won that bet in more ways than one," Alex said. "But you're still not getting laid for a week. I need to recover. And if you ever pull something like that again, it'll be a month."
"A month?" Olivia said. "You can't hold out that long."
"Maybe I'll go find myself a Candy to keep me company," Alex smirked. "Now, let's go home and go to bed, and I swear to God, if you touch me tonight, besides a goodnight kiss, I will punch you in the face."
Olivia leaned in and kissed Alex on the forehead. "You have my word."
