Rating: MA, NSFW

Spoilers: None

Trigger/content warnings: ass play, rimjob, light biting, anal, oral (fem), sex toy (strap-on), double penetration

This is for the ASS WORSHIP square of thatesqcrush 's Sexy Summer Bingo, and was a reader request from my Instagram.

Divine Altars

Fire doesn't fall on empty altars. - Tommy Tenney ~

"Do these new pants make my ass look big?"

Amanda's head appeared in the doorway of the ensuite bathroom, her eyebrows raised, toothpaste at the corners of her mouth. She glanced at Olivia, then to the left, then to the right.

"Izzat you that said that?" she mumbled around her toothbrush. "I'm sorry, I didn't think anyone actually asked that in real life." She ducked back to the sink and spat while Liv sighed, then rinsed out her mouth.

Reappearing in the bedroom, she went about getting ready for work, ignoring the question that had been asked, until Liv cleared her throat.

"Amanda."

"Yeah?"

"Amanda! Answer the question," she groaned.

"Liv," the blonde said seriously, "I'm only gonna say this one time: nothing you could ever put on could make your ass look anything other than what it is, which is fucking delectable."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "I think I might take 'em off."

"Even better," Amanda smirked, passing by the brunette in front of the mirror on the way to the dresser. She gave Liv's ass a firm spank.

Laughing, Olivia waved Amanda's hands away and glanced at her watch. "Shit, I guess I'm not changing them," she frowned, hurrying to get the rest of her clothes together.

The two women were waiting in line at the drive thru for coffee before it came up again. Rollins tipped her head toward Liv in the driver's seat.

"I'm tellin' you the truth - your ass is perfect."

"Well, maybe you should send the memo to some of my old boyfriends," Liv grinned. "It's never been the most-praised of my body parts."

"In case you haven't noticed, Captain, until recently your taste in lovers has been rather lackluster," Amanda deadpanned, her blue eyes twinkling. "I wouldn't rely on their ass-essments."

Liv rolled her eyes and passed Rollins her coffee, preparing to pull back out into traffic. "I'll try to be kinder to my butt, okay?"

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Olivia, of course, forgot about the interaction almost right away. Once she stepped through the precinct doors, she was all business, all the time. Amanda, on the other hand, wasn't about to just let it slide.

Liv was finishing up some emails in her office when her phone lit up with a text from Amanda that read, We're going straight home. Raising her eyebrows, Liv sent back, Ok?

A beat later, a ding and I can't have you going around thinking your ass is less than perfect.

The brunette rolled her eyes.

Nevertheless, a little over an hour later they were entering Olivia's apartment together, straight from work. Amanda kicked off her shoes and shed her jacket without pause, then motioned toward the bedroom.

"Let's go."

Liv finished taking off her own coat and eyed the blonde a little exasperatedly. "Amanda, I got your point - you don't have to do this."

Rollins snorted lightly. "When it comes to your ass, I don't do anything because I feel like I have to - it's my pleasure."

With a sigh, Olivia opted to give in, and followed along to the bedroom. She stripped as instructed and then lay stomach-down in the middle of the bed. If nothing else, she had to admit that it was relaxing.

"Comfortable?" Amanda asked, in the middle of taking off her own clothes.

"Mmm," Liv nodded.

Then Amanda was behind her, straddled across the backs of her thighs. Her small hands smoothed over the globes of her asscheeks lightly, before her fingers pressed deep, massaging into the tight muscles. The brunette groaned and snuggled deeper into the pillows as Amanda continued, leaving no inch untouched.

Somehow the touch was both soothing and erotic. The push and pull on glute muscles, and the almost imperceptible spread of her cheeks that allowed the cool air of the room to reach her hot centre. Liv broke out in goosebumps. From there, Amanda leaned in and began to place soft, open-mouthed kisses along her lower back, then onto the arch of her ass, moving backward and settling between Olivia's legs as she went.

Once she was kissed from top to bottom, the blonde started from bottom to top, this time nipping gentle bites in all the same spots her lips had just been. Each bite gave Liv shivers, and increased the gathering of slick desire between her legs. By the time Amanda was nipping outward toward the curve of her hips, Liv was breathing heavily into her pillows and arching under the contact.

Rollins had come prepared to worship completely, and wasn't about to skimp or be rushed. Her tongue trailed slowly into the cleft of the brunette's cheeks, licking all the way down to the tight entrance at its bottom. She patiently let saliva pool off her tongue and onto the ring of muscle, then thrust her tongue back against it, stroking and prodding.

Olivia's head popped up from the pillow with an inward hiss of breath. "Oh, fuck! 'Manda … mmm," she moaned.

Encouraged, the blonde added her hands again, parting Liv's cheeks so her tongue could access deeper before she teased her fingertip into the slippery wet space her tongue had been. Just the tip, in and out, until the decorated SVU Captain was a panting, dripping mess.

"Please," Olivia whined.

"Don't worry," Amanda smirked, "I'll give you everything you want."

But her next move was a contradiction: she got up from the bed, leaving her lover wet and quaking. Frustrated, Liv half-turned, trying to see what she was doing.

"Where are you going?!"

"Relax," Rollins chuckled. When she returned to the bed, she was sporting a double strap-on that they liked to pull out every now and then. She helped Liv up onto all fours, then went right back to work.

"God, look how wet and gorgeous you are," she praised, parting Olivia from behind and gazing at her slick pussy. She gripped the strap-on and slid it into that soaked valley, coating it with juices, then set it in the damp cleft of Liv's ass, sliding it up and down with the shifting of her hips.

"Shit, that feels so good!"

When Amanda was herself half crazy with impatience, she moved between and under Liv's open legs. "Come down here," she grunted, placing both hands on the brunette's ass and pulling so that her wet pussy met her mouth. Olivia's entrance was more open from being spread on her knees, and the blonde's tongue eagerly stuffed into her cunt.

Liv's head spun, her fingers desperate on the pillows and blankets as she tried to stay tethered to earth. Amanda's lips and tongue suckled, nibbled, swiped clean. As she took in her furiously throbbing clit, Amanda slipped one hand between Liv's asscheeks and teased the tip of a finger back inside.

"Oh! God!" the brunette yelled brokenly, her thighs trembling as her first orgasm started to coil, heavy in her pelvis.

Unrelenting, Amanda sucked hard and moved her finger faster, deeper. Olivia came with a victorious growl, nearly toppling from her hands and knees from the intensity. Thankfully, the next thing her lover did was move her to her back, where her legs splayed, grateful for the rest. Rising from the bed a final time, Amanda got a bottle of lube from the bedside table to slick the two cocks at her waist.

Liv had only barely caught her breath when she was back, settling in the void left by Liv's tired legs. "God, I love fuckin' you like this," Amanda drawled, and the truth of the statement was all over the blonde's sex-drunk face, and in her blue gaze.

She shifted close, lining up the double strap carefully before pushing her weight into it. Greedily, Amanda watched both holes fill until she bottomed out, then she looked up and caught Liv's open mouth in a sloppy kiss.

"I love you," Olivia murmured.

Rollins rocked her hips, watching the sparks of pleasure fill Liv's features. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever loved," she replied, a little breathless from her restraint.

Liv smiled as her hands gripped Amanda's asscheeks tight. "Don't hold back - show me how much you worship this ass."

Relieved, she took a deep breath and pulled almost all the way out, then fucked back into her hard. Then again, until she set up a brutally hard and deep pace that had them clawing against each other to hang on.

Every thrust became a word: "Fuck … me … yes! Fill … my … pussy … and … ass!" Until even a gasped word was more than she could muster, and Liv bit Amanda's shoulder, whimpering as her whole body shook with the impact of her thrusts.

Lubrication and Olivia's own slick juices were pooling down the cleft of her ass as she came, hands pulling at Rollins' hair as her greedy holes tried to grip both cocks and keep them deep inside her. Both women were unable even to move off of one another; they lay in a heap, sheened with sweat, with saliva, with come.

Amanda's own wet center was rioting to be tended to, but she didn't care. On her face was a perfectly exhausted but happy smile from ear to ear. "How do you feel about your ass, now?" she mumbled.

"Much better," Olivia sighed blissfully. After a pause she added, "Still not sure I like those pants, though." She laughed as Rollins groaned and rolled her eyes.

END