Rating: MA, NSFW
Spoilers: None that are specific
Trigger warnings: Alcohol

Evocations: VIII

Olivia had never been so glad to not have a dick. Granted, it was a strange thought to be having at her age, but an apropos one nonetheless. Since the moment Alexandra had crossed the hallway of the courthouse, Olivia lived in a state of constant arousal any time the blonde was close enough to sense her presence.

And she was certainly close enough on their second date for that.

Liv had gone in the entirely opposite direction this time - everything casual, comfortable, in hopes of feeling out their ability to be non-performative. They had met for coffee, then went on to Olivia's apartment where they ordered pizza, to have with drinks and a movie.

They had chosen A League of Their Own together, which became the perfect fodder for Alex's lawyer streak to gnash its teeth on. Liv rooted for the Peaches and Alex of course went for the logical underdog Belles. Olivia hadn't laughed as much, or felt so easy in a very long time, as they argued over game calls and commented on the real story behind the film.

"You know, my father knows Penny Marshall," Alexandra commented as she opened another beer and tossed the cap to the coffee table.

"Are - are you serious?" Liv replied, stopping halfway to a swig from her own bottle.

"Uh huh," the blonde grinned. She took a long pull from the bottle, watching the brunette's face. Despite the casual setting, there was an electric undercurrent of attraction that never relented. Suddenly her phone buzzed, and she checked it briefly.

"Is it work?" Olivia asked, suddenly sad at the prospect of Alex's leaving.

"No, not at all. Just a coworker messaging from something I was invited to tonight."

"You cancelled plans for me?" Liv asked, genuinely surprised.

The blonde chuckled. "You could say that. I mean, you are very compelling," she drawled.

"Am I?" Liv said, her tone low, and inched closer on the couch.

"C'mere, Detective," Alex smiled, pulling Olivia by the front of her shirt, "let me show you."

She let Olivia cover her body and pull her down onto the couch, kissing her slowly, curious to know all the recesses of her mouth. Her lips and tongue were cool with the beer they'd been drinking, which was even more of a turn on.

Liv fit into the dip of Alex's pelvis and between her legs as if they had been divinely crafted for one other. Remembering what she had learned from their romp in Central Park, she trailed light bites down the curve of Alex's neck and over the soft rise of her breasts until she had the ADA growling and driving her hips into her own throbbing pelvis.

Tearing her tank top up and off, Olivia slid her hands beneath Alexandra's pale body and deftly opened her bra, determined to see everything the dark had hidden from her the first time. She was not disappointed when the weight of her velvety breasts spilled into her hands. Reverently, she smoothed her thumbs across the dusky nipples.

"God, you're so gorgeous," she murmured, catching Alex's mouth in another kiss.

Her mouth followed the action of her thumbs, swiping softly atop the hardening tips of Alex's breasts, then suckling each of them slowly and thoroughly.

"You've done so much for me already," Alex smiled, "let me … " Impatient, the fiesty blonde yanked Liv's shirt and sports bra over her head and off in a single pull, then pulled her forward with hands on her ribcage.

Olivia's world spun when Alexandra's mouth closed over her own nipple in return. "Oh God," exhaled from her mouth as though she had been waiting for the touch since the second she picked up the file weeks ago.

What's to say she hadn't?

Alex was firmly in control and intended on staying there now, her roaming hands sliding down the small of Liv's back and into her pants, squeezing her ass as she raked teeth over the pert nipples in her mouth.

She brought her thigh up firmly between Olivia's legs, letting her mouth pop wetly from the nipple she'd been sucking. "Get these pants off," she demanded.

The brunette took orders well, standing up long enough to strip before leaning down to repeat the move with Alex's clothes. She kneeled onto the couch, her breathing rapid and shallow as the dangerously seductive blonde leaned up in front of her, their eyes locked on one other as she brought a hand up between Olivia's legs.

"Keep your eyes on me," she told her, as two fingers slipped into the flooded valley of her pussy. "Oooh," Alex said naughtily, "so wet." The fingers dragged painfully slowly through the deluge, then passed far too teasingly quick over Liv's hard clit. The blonde never stopped staring into her lover's dark eyes as she opened her mouth and sucked in her fingers greedily.

"You taste incredible," she told Olivia, who lost any semblance of patience and crashed atop the giggling blonde, seeking her mouth again.

The giggles slowly faded back into moaning as Liv managed to pin her and get a hand between them. She found Alex equally as wet and wanting, gasping with pleasure when her fingers curled over and sank into her tight, grasping heat.

"Fuuuck," leaked from Alexandra's lips, and it was startling erotic from the polished attorney.

Olivia couldn't wait any longer, and shifted back until she could pull Alex's legs over her arms, tugging her pelvis up to her watering mouth. Humming with pleasure, she took her clit in her mouth, prepared to drown a happy woman if that's what it took. Her tongue lapped wide, firm strokes through Alex's abundant juices, circling and swirling her swollen clit, then diving back low to thrust into the heart of her cunt.

Each sound that Alex uttered made Olivia more and more zealous, until tongue and fingers were fucking her hard, their sounds filling the living room. When her thighs clamped hard against the sides of Liv's head, Alexandra whimpered the brunette's name and saw stars behind her eyelids.

Competitive as she was, Alex couldn't wait long before she extricated herself from beneath Olivia and took over again, commanding the brunette to sit down as she dropped to the carpet between her knees. Spread-legged, Liv was pulled to the edge of the couch where Alex claimed her prize, flicking her tongue rapidly against Liv's pulsing clit before sucking and nipping it between her teeth.

Finally, Alexandra's long, slender fingers took what they wanted. Olivia whimpered with the relief of being filled, rolling her hips as the fingers zeroed in on her G-spot and her thighs began to tremble.

"Jesus, oh fuck, Alex - Alex!" she panted, "What are you doing to me?!"

"Exactly what you never knew you wanted," Alex smirked cavalierly, not letting up an inch. Screaming, shaking, Olivia came, soaking the demure blonde who tried her best to clean up the mess.

When they were holding each other afterward, tangled and naked on the couch, Olivia asked shyly, "Do you have to go, tonight?"

The blonde yawned and threaded her fingers into Liv's short dark hair. "Don't worry," she smiled, "I'm not going anywhere."