A/N: Apologies for the delay folks, I've had a killer week at work and I'm in the middle of refurbishing my new house so, busy, busy, busy! This will be the last instalment, it was only ever supposed to be a short story, so I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks to those who commented and followed/favourited, I was really nervous about posting but your support has been wonderful. Now on with the story...
"Liv, are you really asking me to move in with you?"
Olivia gazed at the face of the woman she had loved for so long. The fair skin over angular cheekbones, a faint dimple popping on one side as her shell-pink lips pulled up in a small, slightly unsure smile. A small crease had formed between her eyebrows which were a shade darker than the golden tresses falling in natural waves around her bare shoulders. Her eyes, those cerulean blues that shimmered and danced when she was feeling happy or passionate or determined, now held a quizzical expression as she waited for Olivia's answer.
"Manda, I would love for you to move in with me, but I don't want to force you to do anything." Liv said, tightening her grip on the slender fingers entwined with hers. "I know it's not that straight forward with the kids and our jobs and everything. But we've known each other for almost ten years, and I've known that I love you for about nine of those. I know I… well, we… neither of us have the greatest track record when it comes to relationships, but I really want this to work. I honestly believe it can, I mean, you know more about me than anyone ever has before, and I haven't scared you away yet."
"It seems a little crazy. I mean I've heard the whole 'lesbians with the u-haul' stereotype, but I think this is fast even by those standards," Amanda joked, and they both chuckled. "Just don't expect us to get a cat, I know you're allergic. Which kinda proves your point I guess, it's not like we just had our first date and we need to get to know each other, we already do."
Liv agreed with a nod of her head. "You know about every trauma and every triumph, all my weaknesses and vulnerabilities. I've never opened up to anyone the way I have with you."
"Not even Elliot?" Amanda asked, before she could stop herself. She had never met the infamous Detective Stabler, but she had taken an instant dislike to him nonetheless. Part of it was because he had hurt Liv, had abandoned her without so much as a goodbye. The rest was jealousy over the relationship he had with the woman she loved. "Sorry," she mumbled when she saw Liv flinch at the name. "It's just, Fin always makes out like you and he were really close, and I remember when I first started at SVU, and he just up and left, it was like you were grieving."
"I suppose I was," the brunette admitted. "Elliot and I… our relationship is… was… complicated. He was my best friend. I loved him like a brother, but I think it was something more for him, even though he was married. He always seemed a little too interested in who I was dating, always had an opinion, and it was rarely favourable. The more he tried to pry into my private life, the more I closed myself off, from everyone. I let him have far too big a role in my life and for a long time I felt like I had to answer to him. I never realised he was holding me back until he wasn't there to do it anymore."
She sighed, a little sad for the lost friendship, but she had learned to move past it a long time ago. "He did what he needed to do in the end, for himself, for his family." She straightened a little. "This has nothing to do with Elliot, though." She smiled at the blonde facing her, "this is about you and me. Did I mention that I love you?"
Amanda giggled and rolled her eyes at the captain. "You're the strongest person I know, Liv," she murmured against the olive-skinned knuckles of the brunette's hand that she held, her expression awestruck. "You have been let down by so many people in your life, lost so much, yet you still manage to find the good in people. Even me."
"Especially you," Liv laughed, "it's not exactly difficult. You are a wonderful person, baby." She stroked the backs of her fingers down Amanda's pale cheek, sending shivers through the younger woman's body. Liv's gaze darted from one sapphire orb to the other and back again, etching every detail into her memory. "you are the most wonderful person to whom terrible things have happened. Life has done it's best to knock you down. But you always get back up, swinging. I think it's about time you get to be happy. That we both do, don't you think?"
"You want to know what I think?" Amanda whispered, leaning closer to the brunette, a salacious smile pulling at the corners of her mouth.
Olivia's eyes darkened as she immediately picked up on Amanda's mood. "What do you think?" she breathed, her voice growing huskier with fast building arousal.
"I think…" Amanda brought her lips so close to Liv's ear that she could feel the warm breath play across the skin of her lobe. She quivered as bolts of electricity coursed through her veins. She felt her nipples tighten and her clit twitch as Amanda's fingertips traced the length of her thighs. Trailing from her knees up and up all the way to the hem of the extra-large NYPD t-shirt she had thrown on earlier. "…you're wearing too many clothes, Captain Benson."
Amanda's teeth actually grazed the flesh of Olivia's neck, just below her ear as she spoke. Her lips fastened to the sensitive spot as quick fingers fastened around the hem of the t-shirt, sliding it purposefully upwards. Her hands skimmed over shapely hips, a slender waist, ghosted over the outer curve of her beautiful breasts.
Liv's eyes rolled back into her head with the onslaught of sensation. All thoughts of conversation were forgotten as she automatically lifted her arms, and Amanda released her throat just long enough for the garment to be removed. As soon as it was gone the blonde launched herself at Liv, bearing their naked bodies down to the soft mattress.
She claimed Liv's lips hungrily, nipping lightly at the soft flesh. Her hands roamed the smooth tanned skin of the brunette's shoulders, pulling her body closer. As Amanda's thigh came into contact with her core, Liv gasped, her legs dropping open to allow the blonde better access. Amanda insinuated her toned runner's thigh between them and began a slow thrusting movement.
Olivia's hands gravitated to the pliant mounds of Amanda's backside, encouraging the motion of her hips. She moaned into Amanda's mouth as she felt the wetness seep from the younger woman onto her upper thigh, her own core tightening in response, the muscles seeking to clamp down on something. When she surfaced from the kiss in need of air, she managed to stutter out, "M-Manda… wait."
The blonde pulled back; a questioning look in her eyes. When Olivia sat up, Amanda was still straddling one of her legs, the blonde's knee still pressed into the heat of her centre. Liv bit her lip, "I wanna try something…"
She tapped Amanda's hip, indicating that she should get up. With her leg freed from the blonde's weight she quickly moved to a kneeling position herself, mirroring Amanda. Sitting back on her heels, she pulled Amanda to her, sliding her right leg between Amanda's and enveloping the blonde's right leg between her own. She pulled Amanda in for a deep kiss, hands moving to the younger woman's ass once more as Amanda cupped Liv's breast's, thumbing the dark nipples to hard peaks. They were grinding together, but Amanda needed more.
Taking the initiative from this new position she began to trail her fingers down, down towards the wet inviting heat of Liv's core which by now was leaving a damp patch on the skin of her thigh. She felt Olivia mimic her movement as her right hand moved over the curve of her hip.
Liv placed a string of kisses along the younger woman's jawline as she inched her fingers lower between Amanda's legs. As Olivia bit down gently on a pale earlobe, the blonde's hips surged forward, and with a satisfied moan, she impaled herself on two of Liv's fingers, her tight, silky walls clinging to the digits like a second skin. She began to move against the fingers, desperate for more friction, getting lost in the feeling and momentarily forgetting the task she had started, until she heard Liv's soft plea.
"Mand…please…I need you…inside," Liv begged, her voice a couple of octaves higher, letting out a cry of relief when Amanda slid two fingers home. They set up a moderate rhythm, matching each other's pace as they thrust into one another. Olivia felt wetness spill out around her fingers as she managed to trap the shaft of Amanda's throbbing clit between her pumping fingers, spurring the blonde to new heights of pleasure.
"Fuck, Liv…" she gasped, pulling her fingers out, using the ample arousal coating them to paint quick circles around the brunette's swollen bundle of nerves, before plunging back inside as deep as she could. Amanda's heartbeat sped up as she felt a familiar stirring in her lower belly. "Fuck… I'm gonna come, baby." She moaned out; her face buried in the thick chestnut tresses at Liv's neck.
Olivia could already tell the blonde was close, she had felt the spasming of the smooth muscles around her fingers. It was getting harder to move with every stroke. She was panting with the effort as she struggled to maintain her composure, her own climax not far away. "I'm right here, sweetie…" she managed to gasp, her free arm clutching the blonde as close as humanly possible.
More of the older woman's juices pooled in Amanda's palm as she began to hit her clit with the heel of her hand on every downward stroke, the tension in both their bodies was building rapidly, and she knew it wouldn't be long now. Their rhythm was starting to falter and Amanda used what remained of her mental faculties to slip a third finger into the cloying heat of Olivia's core, grinning at the sound of pleasure Liv made in response. "Oh shit…oh…shit…" She clung onto the blonde for dear life as her legs started to shake, "Manda, I'm coming, fuck!"
The fingers of the hand still buried inside the younger woman curled, hitting the sensitive spot on her front wall over and over as Liv trembled through her release, the pressure building to an impossible height in the blonde's body as she listened to Olivia's cries of euphoria. Amanda realised what was going to happen seconds before it did, "Fuck… Liv!" she tried to cry out a warning, but too late. Her body shook violently as she peaked, and a spray of clear liquid gushed out around Liv's fingers. Amanda had to bite down on the skin of the brunette's shoulder to keep from screaming and waking the kids.
The combination of Amanda's fingers still moving sporadically inside her, the erotic pleasure-pain sensation of the blonde's teeth in her sensitive flesh and her squirting climax, caused a second, smaller, but no less intense, orgasm to hit Olivia. They rode it out together, both panting and moaning softly as the aftershocks rolled through their bodies, leaning on one another for support.
It was Amanda that pulled away first, her face a furious shade of pink with a combination of exertion and embarrassment. "Shit Liv, I'm so sorry," she grimaced, watching the remnants of her release drip down Olivia's thigh, a wet patch already evident on the dark sheet beneath.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Liv growled, following after Amanda as she tried to escape to the far side of the bed. When she caught up with her, she took her lips in a searing kiss. "You may have been a bit preoccupied to notice, but you made me come again just watching you." She smiled her megawatt smile, eyes shining like a kid on Christmas morning.
Amanda let out a shaky chuckle, which cut off abruptly when she saw the purple teeth mark bruises on Liv's shoulder. "Fuck, Liv, I hurt you!" She cried, tracing her fingers gingerly over the bitemark, peering anxiously at the older woman's face.
Olivia's serene expression did not change, she merely shrugged, "It didn't hurt, I kinda liked it."
When Amanda still looked scared that she might've hurt Liv, the older woman sighed, "stop worrying so much, baby," she cooed, stroking Amanda's upper arm soothingly. "Just enjoy the moment." She laid back on the pillows pulling the blonde with her and tucking the smaller woman under her arm.
Amanda laid on her side facing Liv, her head pillowed on the brunette's shoulder and her hand tracing lazy designs across the flat expanse of Liv's olive-toned abdomen, while Liv continued to do the same on her arm. "You know," Amanda said, softly, looking up at Olivia's profile, "you never really answered my question. Are you asking me to move in with you?"
"If it means more mornings like this, I want you to move in like, yesterday," she chuckled, turning to face the blonde. Her face became serious as she gazed at the southern beauty before her. "Seriously though, I would love for you to move in. I know it's a lot to ask, and a huge change for you and the girls, for all of us really. I just know I want to spend forever loving you, and forever can't start soon enough."
She realised her answer was quite heavy when she saw the blonde swallow hard, so she quickly followed up with, "no pressure though, don't feel like you have to or anything…"
Amanda had swallowed, not from fear, but against the overwhelming emotion that welled up as the brunette spoke. Never before had anyone loved her like this. She watched quietly as Liv rambled nervously, trying to dig herself out of the hole she had created, not really listening to the words, just watching the way Liv's mouth moved, how she spoke with her hands when she was truly passionate about something. Her heart swelled with joy at the thought of finally getting to spend her life with the woman she had loved for so long.
Taking pity on the captain, the blonde effectively cut Liv's nervous chatter off with a kiss. "How 'bout this?" Amanda smiled, "my lease is up at the end of January. Why don't we see how this goes until then," she gestured between the two of them, "if we are both happy, and the kids as well, then we will move in here with you, okay?"
Olivia's million-dollar smile flashed again. "Are you sure?" she worried, "I don't want you having second thoughts."
Amanda laughed, "easy there, Cap. We have a couple of months to figure this thing out. 'Sides, it might be you that has second thoughts. Us Rollins girls can be pretty full on, are you sure you and Noah can put up with all three of us?"
Liv smiled, in her mind's eye watching all three kids running around at the park together chasing a dog, while she strolled along behind, hand-in-hand with Amanda. Flash forward to later the same day, the kids tucked up in bed while she snuggled on the sofa under a blanket with Amanda, curled up together while the dog was stretched out asleep on the floor in front of the open fire.
She came back to reality when she felt Amanda's fingers weaving through her wavy, chocolate locks.
Knowing the kids would be awake soon, and that the girls would be very confused when they found themselves in an unfamiliar room, she leaned in and planted a chaste kiss on Amanda's lips, which she returned with enthusiasm. Grinning at the blonde she finally replied, "bring it on."
Fin.
A/N: I know I said at the beginning that Frannie didn't exist, but I couldn't resist a hint of future Frannie! What can I say, I'm a dog lover!