A/N at the end!
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"Not to have the hanky panky!" Olivia said sternly, finger pointed at Alex at the breakfast table, a smile on her face.
Alex shook her head as she sipped her morning latte, her eyes focused on the business section of the paper in front of her.
They had fallen asleep around four in the morning and woken up around ten-thirty, both women feeling the effects of the night before. The Bose was playing a mix of songs that Olivia had programmed into her iPod—based on Alex's mixed tapes from junior high and high school—and currently sounding was Anne Murray's Danny's Song.
"That cab driver was a lunatic." The blonde picked up her piece of toast that she had slathered with black currant jam, eyes still focused on the paper in front of her, and took a bite, then felt Olivia's gaze on her, the brunette's head lowered to try and meet her gaze. The detective was smirking.
Alex smiled back, putting her toast and paper down and taking her mug into both hands, letting the warmth of the cup radiate throughout her fingers and up throughout her arms. She was chilled this morning and cramps were beginning to creep in—a sure signal her time of the month was coming soon.
Olivia reached over and began tickling the blonde's forearm, fingers dancing lightly on her skin. Alex put her cup down and took the brunette's hand in her own, delicately touching her fingertips, their hands exploring each other's.
"What are you thinking about when you get in these serious moods, Baby? I can see your wheels turning, but I want to know what you're thinking about…"
Alex looked at Olivia, continuing to touch her fingers, "Honestly?"
"Yes, Al…always…" Olivia brought the blonde's hand to her mouth and placed a gentle kiss on it.
Alex took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "I'm still afraid this is a dream…that this absolute perfection is all in my mind and some big, bad boogey man is going to come and take it away while we listen to it scream as it's being dragged away."
Olivia's face was priceless. "Jeez, Al…"
"Remember in the movie Ghost and those black, shadowy things that swooped in and took the bad character away? Like that…"
Olivia shook her head, her beautiful face suddenly serious, "That's not gonna happen, Alex…this is real…you and I are real…it's more real than anything I've ever felt and I know you feel the same…You and I have been through so much since we've been together…we've endured, we've lasted…"
"We mesh on so many levels, Liv…I've never experienced a mental connection like the one we have and…the sex life like I have with you. God, Olivia…you know my body so well—have learned my body so well, what I'm thinking…taking the time to find out my desires…there's nothing I won't try or won't tell you if I want it, Baby…You get everything about me…even a Sunday morning like this, when I am less than talkative, you get me, Liv…no one has ever been so close to me or cared that much…" The attorney's eyes filled with tears.
"Hey…" Olivia cupped Alex's jaw with her palms, "…nothing is going to get in the way of our love, Baby…" Olivia leaned in and kissed the blonde gently and then pulled away, smiling "Because if anyone tries…I will kick their asses…"
Alex felt a tear roll down her cheek as she laughed lightly, "Oh, I have no doubt about that…but as long as I can watch you kick their asses and you wear those tight yoga pants and that skimpy sports bra when you do it…and I want a front row seat."
"And backstage passes, Al…" Alex kissed the brunette once again as Dr. Hook's You Make My Pants Wanna Get up and Dance came on the speakers.
Olivia smiled and gasped, dramatically opening her mouth and widening her eyes before standing, beginning to dance, and holding her hands out for the blonde to join her.
"God I love you…I can't wait to see you with our kids, Babe. It'll be one big party all the time…" Alex stood and joined Olivia, her forearms resting on the brunette's shoulders, Olivia's hands on Alex's waist as they moved to the rhythm.
Olivia sang into Alex's ear, "You make my knees wanna kneel down say please…honey won't you kiss me again…?" her hands traveling to the blonde's backside as they moved their hips as one. Olivia spun the blonde around before grabbing her again, pressing their bodies together, kissing her neck and then dipping her.
By the time the song ended, they were both laughing and breathless.
Can't Get Enough of Your Love by Taylor Dayne came on next, Olivia lip syncing to a now-seated Alex. Alex folded her arms and watched the brunette, a smile covering her face, as the brunette danced, swung her hips, and sang.
Alex took the long candle lighter from the middle of the table, ignited it, and held it in the air as the song ended, just as the Alex's cell phone rang. Respectfully, Olivia lowered the Bose that was now playing a cello piece before seating herself at the table again.
"Alexandra Cabot," the blonde answered, not recognizing the number, smiling at Olivia who was now sitting, elbow on the table, chin in her hand, grinning at the blonde. "How are you, Landon?...Yes, we will…OK…sure…" she nodded, looking at Olivia and smiling, "…uh-huh…OK, yep. OK…see you in a few…" She depressed the off button and set her phone down on the table. "Charles and Landon…"
Olivia took a bite of her own buttered toast, sans jam, and nodded.
"They're coming over in a few minutes…they have something for us…"
Olivia looked down at her robe. "Should we change?"
"Hmmm…as much as I'd like to say no…" Alex fingered the silky material of Olivia's beige robe, "…I think so…"
Olivia groaned. "So…naked housework will have to happen later on?" She smiled as she got up from the table.
"Unfortunately, Babe," Alex smiled.
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The women changed quickly and Alex was just headed toward the kitchen in a pair of beige linen pants and a light pink tank top, her feet bare, when the doorbell rang. She called to Olivia who was walking down the hallway, "Liv…I need another pedicure…I stubbed my toe last night and a huge chunk of nail was taken off—" She looked through the peep hole and then unlocked the three locks and turned the knob, swinging it open.
"Hello, Girlfriends! That toe thing sounds like a personal problem!" Landon announced, practically pushing his way inside the penthouse, but not before planting a kiss on the blonde's cheek. Alex smiled as Charles did the same. The blonde watched as Olivia smiled, listening to the conversation as she plugged her phone into the charger and put it on the console table next to the hallway that held a landline phone, a lamp, and an ivy. Above it hung the Edward Hopper painting entitled The Lee Shore.
"Forgive, Landon…he's entirely too chipper in the mornings, especially Sundays…" Charles rolled his eyes. The statuesque man stood at least six inches taller than Alex—a stark contrast in height compared to Landon's approximately five-six frame from what Alex gathered, comparing her own height. Both men's hair was cropped short, Charles a silvery gray and Landon's a reddish-brown. The well-dressed duo made their way inside, both wearing brightly-colored Bermuda shorts, Polos, and sweaters tied around their shoulders, looking as though they stepped straight out of the eighties.
"O-livi-a," Landon's musical voice gushed, kissing the brunette, as well.
Alex smiled, looking the detective's ensemble over—her hunter green tank and tight, white jean capris looked irresistible for their day of cleaning and errands—pure sexy.
"Landon…Charles…how are you gentlemen today?" Olivia sidled up next to Alex, slipping her arm around her.
Landon started, "Well, we wanted to get you two an engagement gift but we wanted to get to know you a little better to see what you might like, first…but, for now, these are some cookies that Charles makes. He used to have his own bakery in the eighties." Landon handed Alex a brown kraft box tied with red and white striped twine. The box looked like it was from a professional bakery—a small white envelope tucked underneath the string.
"Thank you, guys," Alex smiled. "Liv loves her cookies…" Alex handed the box to the brunette, who held the corner to her nose, sniffing and smiling.
Charles offered, "I call them Absolutely Heavenly Butterscotch Chocolate Chip Walnut Toffee Cookies. A better gift is to come…so Landon and I decided that we should chat, have a few drinks…" Landon looked at Charles, "…we would love if you could join us on Wednesday evening for cocktails and dinner."
Alex looked at Olivia, tightening her grip on the brunette's waist as the detective continued to sniff the cookies through the box. Alex smiled at Olivia, "Babe? After work?"
Olivia looked up at the ceiling, thinking, "Um, as far as I know that's an early day. I can try and get off by five."
"Perfect!" Landon oozed. "We'll make drinks for 6:30 and dinner afterward, then. It'll give you time to come home, change…"
Olivia looked at Alex as she spoke, smirking, "Is it dressy elegant?"
Alex smiled and kissed Olivia's cheek.
"Wear your cocktail attire. You two ladies…I have a feeling, can rock a cocktail dress like no one's business." Landon smirked.
Alex smiled, "Oh, I think I might have a little Tadashi in my closet somewhere…and Liv…you have that new Kate Spade you bought a month ago at Bloomie's, remember? You haven't worn it yet…"
"Yes, I do remember…" Olivia leaned over and placed the box of cookies on the console.
"Well, we have to be going…Charles has a facial and I have a manicure in a few minutes. I love that you two talk fashion…we will definitely be carrying on this conversation…We'll see you at 6:30 on Wednesday."
"Sounds good," the women said, almost in unison.
Alex walked them to the door as Olivia took the box into the kitchen. Alex locked the door behind them and spied Olivia untying the box, smiling as the brunette did so. Alex bit her lower lip and crept toward the kitchen, her smirk turning into a full-blown smile by the time she leaned on the counter. Olivia lifted the lid and her eyes got wide, the cookies a good five inches in diameter, beautifully baked.
"God, these look good, Al…split one?" She held her hand, poised above the opened box, facing the counter.
"Just a bite, Babe…"
Olivia eagerly broke a cookie in half and then broke it in half again, leaving the other half in the box. The brunette bit into her fourth, melted chocolate spread on her lower lip as she attempted to lick it. "
"Mmmmm, God these are orgasmic…"
"Uh-oh…so I've got competition?" Alex came up and slithered her arms around the brunette's waist. Olivia held Alex's fourth to her right shoulder and Alex leaned in, taking the soft, melted goodness into her mouth, moaning. "God, you're right…these are…" She pulled away from Olivia, fanning herself and clutching the counter, closing her eyes.
When she opened her eyes she looked at Olivia, the detective standing there, arms folded and facing her, still chewing with a smile on her face.
"Well, then…I guess we don't need sex anymore, huh?"
Alex came up to Olivia again, placing her hands on the brunette's waist, looking at her breasts in between them and pulling the rim of her tank down, "Blasphemy." The blonde whispered dramatically. "Don't ever say that…" she smiled before leaning in and kissing the top of the detective's breasts softly before moving to her mouth, lips parting, tongues probing gently.
"I'm gonna do a yoga session and then we can go to the farmer's market and use our new rolling basket, OK, Babe? You wanna join me in yoga?"
"I will plant myself firmly on the sofa, with my coffee and Hillary and the rest of the paper, and enjoy watching you, Olivia Benson…"
Olivia smiled, "And you think you can handle that, Al?"
"Oh, yeah, Liv…I'm a big girl…like I said, sometimes we both just need the visual to refer back to throughout the day…evening…afternoon…night… I might take a few pics, as well…" Alex kissed Olivia's neck softly, a moan escaping the brunette's lips.
Head still tilted back, Alex still kissing, Olivia tried, "Why would they bring us cookies, Al? You know…we still have to fit into those dresses…"
Alex pulled away, feeling her eyes go wide, "Shit…you're right…"
Olivia smiled looking down in between their still pressed bodies, "Calories in, calories out, Al…besides I would let you know if you were chubbing up…in a most charming way, of course…" she smirked.
"I'm sure you would, Liv…a chain on the refrigerator handles, perhaps?"
Olivia smiled. "You know me well…"
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Later on that evening, Olivia reached into the oven with two large oven mitts and pulled out a large pan of stuffed peppers and tomatoes, proud of the success of her creation. They smelled divine and looked crispy in all the right places, their quinoa and beef contents overflowing their tops during their time in the oven, crispy potatoes wedged in between.
The women had spent the day cleaning—sweeping, mopping, scrubbing bathrooms, ironing for the following week, tending to Hillary's feline hygienic needs—and now dinner was ready, set to cool for a while before consumption. They had picked up twelve, huge, juicy red tomatoes and eight bursting green peppers at the market and Olivia had been so enthusiastic to make her dish for the blonde—she had never made this particular one for her fiancé.
"Babe?" Alex called from the laundry room.
"Yeah, Al…" Olivia took the mitts off and pressed cancel on the oven.
"Help me make the bed?"
"But, of course, Baby…" Olivia smiled, entering the laundry room and taking the basket of freshly dried sheets from the blonde. Alex followed with a folded, white quilt.
"We have to hang our canvases, Liv…"
The ladies walked down the hallway to the bedroom.
"I know…we do…" Olivia replied as they entered the bedroom. "Where do you want to put them?" Olivia took the fitted sheet from the basket and held on to the corners, tossing it outward as Alex took her own two corners in her hands.
"Mmm…" Alex blew a bubble and popped it.
She was chewing bubble gum and Olivia loved it when the blonde did so. She found it incredibly irresistible. She would have to tell the Alex about the pouting thing, as well.
They each pulled their part of the sheet over the corners. Olivia then took the flat sheet and fluffed it out, letting it drift slowly down, Alex pulling her side as the women evened it out.
"I was thinking of the drawing of you…in here…either above the bed or next to the dresser…and the drawing you made, either as artwork for the guest bathroom or above the bedside table in the guest room. What do you think?"
Olivia tucked her side and hospital cornered it, and then turned, looking at the space next to the dresser, contemplating. "Well, you have the real deal right here…" Olivia motioned to her body and smiled.
"Yes…but do you want a naked picture of you any other place other than the privacy of our bedroom, Liv? I, personally, would be happy with it anywhere…but it's your naked ass that'll be on the wall…" Alex smiled.
Olivia nodded, "You're right…"
Alex and Olivia put the quilt on the bed, spreading it out, then putting the blanket at the foot before Olivia sat on the edge, looking at the space on the wall next to the dresser once again. Hillary jumped up and walked in a circle before settling down and leaning against the detective's backside, Olivia reaching back blindly and scratching her fur. "I think it'll look nice there…" Olivia looked behind her and smiled at Alex. "Come here, Babe…"
Alex walked around the foot and up to Olivia as the brunette separated her knees, the blonde standing in between them. Olivia's hands went up to her upper thighs, clenching firmly. Olivia looked up and smiled, her hands moving around to Alex's hamstrings and massaging firmly.
"The food smells wonderful, Liv…" Alex placed her hands on the brunette's jaw.
"Are you hungry?" Olivia now lightly took the blonde's wrists in her hands.
"A little…" Alex's voice was raspy and she cleared it quickly, smiling.
"Shower then dinner and the movie?"
Alex simply nodded. Alex moved away and held out her hand for the brunette and Olivia took it, smiling. The women undressed slowly, their eyes not leaving the other. Olivia watched Alex as she slid her underwear down, a pulsing beginning from just the sight of her creamy thighs and pink lips below. After removing her bra, she stood there, grinning as Olivia struggled to remove the clasp to her own bra from a longing now overtaking her fine motor skills.
Alex smiled and walked up to the brunette, reaching around and kissing Olivia gently as she removed the detective's bra with ease.
"I don't know how you turn me on like you do…you'd think the my need for you would have faded but, if anything, it's stronger now than it's ever been, Baby," Olivia whispered, Alex's hands traveling over the brunette's hips, back, breasts.
"I say we go with it, Babe…don't question just act and satisfy…but I can honestly say the same about you…it's good to be needed…I like that…" Alex took Olivia's hand and brought it to her soaked arousal, Olivia feeling pleasure soaked folds already.
The women took a shower, washing each other, pleasuring each other, and getting ready to spend a comforting Sunday night, each with the woman they loved.
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With dinner having been eaten, the kitchen cleaned, the timer on the coffee pot set for the following morning, the women in their Victoria's Secret lounging pants and tanks, the credits to Seven Pounds began to roll, a piano instrumental playing in the background as white words scrolled upward across a black screen.
Alex heard Olivia sniff, her head on the attorney's lap, facing the TV. The brunette reached to the coffee table without lifting her head, grabbed a tissue from the box, and took it to her face.
"Babe?" the now-nasal attorney questioned, blowing her nose heartily.
Olivia looked up at Alex and must have seen her red-rimmed eyes, the blonde with her own tissue underneath her nose. "Oh, Babe…you too?"
The women both laughed, seeing each other so emotional after the movie.
"That was so good but so depressing, Babe," Olivia tried, her voice shaking as another round of sobs overtook her. "He…God he sacrificed himself…he felt so guilty after the accident…" Olivia whimpered.
"I know, Babe…guilt is a terrible thing…I know…"
The attorney's mind went back to the Sam Cavanaugh case—one of her most intense battles—the one that tore her apart emotionally. Alex's eyes stared at the TV screen glazed over. The blonde shook her head lightly from the memory and then refocused on the detective's head on her lap.
Olivia smiled, "Would a cookie help?"
Alex tilted her head, looking at Olivia sideways. "You're gonna complain to me in three and a half weeks when your dress is too tight…"
Olivia puckered her lips and closed her eyes, making kissing noises. Alex leaned over and kissed her.
Olivia's cell phone pinged a message. She tried to reach underneath her hip to the pocket that was against the sofa but couldn't get it. She sat up and fished it out, unlocking it and looking at the text. "Elliot…he says to remember to bring my uniform tomorrow…we have a two-year memorial for Officer Monroe…and a luncheon afterwards, so not to bring mine." Olivia put the phone on the coffee table and now placed her head on Alex's shoulder, clutching her trim waist. "He's been unusually nice lately…brining me cinnamon dolce coffees, lunch from Bodrum's."
Alex smiled, knowing she needed to tell her fiancé about their little discussion…her threat, really. "Hey, Liv…"
"Yeah, Babe?" Olivia began tracing light fingers on the blonde's belly, Alex feeling gooseflesh immediately.
"About Elliot…being nicer…"
Olivia lifted her head, her expression cautious but with a hint of playfulness. "What about it, Al?" She sat fully upright now, crossing her legs and angling herself to face the attorney better. Alex eyed her flat abs and cleavage and then her neck and lips before speaking, not able to hide a smile, "I might have had just a little bit to do with how nice he's been…"
Olivia narrowed her cocoa eyes, smirking. "Why am I not surprised? Bodrum's is expensive and you know how cheap Elliot is with so many kids and college…well, whatever you did, thank you…the coffee was wonderful, the food outstanding, and now I can milk this to my advantage…" Olivia smiled.
"Meaning?" Alex smiled as Olivia rested her head on the blonde's shoulder again and Alex began stroking her hair.
"Meaning, whatever you said to him, I know nothing about, but apparently this thing you said to him is enough for him to be my personal assistant. So, I am liking this very much." Olivia smiled, looking at Alex from the corner of her eye. "What did you say?"
Alex took a deep breath and spoke in a casual, matter-of-fact tone, "I told him that if he planned on using his male genitalia again to procreate, he would never try to kiss, touch, or so much as look at you the wrong way again or he would be very sorry. So would Kathy."
Alex looked ahead at the now black TV screen, lips drawn inward, withholding a smile. Olivia sat up and Alex could feel the brunette looking at her and smiling. Alex turned her head and looked into Olivia's sleepy eyes, puffy from her emotions during the movie. Alex reached to her face and moved a stray piece of hair behind her ear. "Are you angry?"
"Angry? Hell no…I'm trying to figure out what I want for lunch next…" Olivia leaned in and kissed the blonde, her tongue lingering. "No, Babe…I'm am not angry…I love that you stood up for me…I absolutely love it…" She kissed the attorney again with such emotion, such claim, such appreciation that the blonde was sure that she would protect and defend the brunette in any situation like that that came their way.
And Alex knew…
Olivia would always do the same.
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A/N:
I know, I know…3 ½ days for a new chapter…trust me…I felt guilty I wasn't getting anything out there. This was the week before Thanksgiving break for me. I am finally off for 9 days and plan on doing a lot of writing. There is not much left in Part Two…but the events are BIG!
- dinner at Charles and Landon's
-Bridal shower with Mom and Aunt Jane
-Jonathan comes into town with sponsor
-Wedding!
Part III will be honeymoon and then children talks and actions…
So, as always, please tell me what you liked about this chapter. I really do use the suggestions and try to write in things you tell me you'd like to happen. Many of you said Alex should tell Olivia that she spoke (threatened) Elliot. So, that was resolved. Please let me know what you liked! As always, I reply to all reviews!
Expect more writing out over the next 9 days!
Patricia