Confessions Lead to Strange Bedfellows Chapter 10 Intertwined Part III, a guiding light fanfic

Title: Confessions Lead to Strange Bedfellows

Author: Kimberly21570

Fandoms: Guiding Light / All My Children

Pairings: Olivia and Natalia

Disclaimer: The characters of Olivia and Emma Spencer, Natalia and Rafe Rivera, Gus/Nicky Aitoro, Frank and Harley Cooper, Phillip Spaulding, and Josh Lewis are owned by CBS/TeleNext and Proctor & Gamble. The character of Alexander Cambias, Jr. is owned by All My Children, ABC/Disney and Prospect Park.

No copyright infringement intended with regard to Guiding Light, CBS/TeleNext, Proctor & Gamble, AMC, ABC/Disney, Prospect Park, or any other entity. The dialogue, settings, and story content in these scenes are original. Written for fun, not profit. All other standard disclaimers apply.

Rating: Chapter 10 is rated NC-17 for obvious reasons, hehe…

In celebration of my semester finally ending, here's a little treat to start your weekend off right… Hope you all enjoy!

Kimberly

Confessions Lead to Strange Bedfellows

"When the heart is flooded with love there is no room in it for fear, for doubt, for hesitation. When each partner loves so completely that he has forgotten to ask himself whether or not he is loved in return; when he only knows that he loves and is moving to its music—then, and then only, are two people able to dance perfectly in tune to the same rhythm."

Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Chapter 10.3 – Intertwined:

Friday, May 1, 2009… The Farmhouse of Love—11:15 p.m. Central Daylight Time

Falling boneless against the luscious curves of Olivia's body, Natalia released a deep, contented sigh. Thoroughly sated, thanks to Olivia's skillful, loving hands, she snuggled against the warmth of that firm, toned body. Never would she have believed she would find such physical pleasure, such emotional sustenance in the body, the presence, of another woman—especially this woman, who had for so long been such an enigma to her. Burying her face in Olivia's neck, she drew in the sweet, musky scent of her, and then released another slow, contented sigh, as Olivia lightly kissed her brow. Life was beyond good.

Unbeknownst to Natalia, Olivia was experiencing a very similar reaction, as she lay there, holding her close. Truth be told, Olivia was experiencing a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, many of which she felt helpless to express. Never in her life had the physical act of sex filled her so completely, and yet left her feeling so vulnerable in the same moment. This was not like any sex she had ever experienced before. Not that she was surprised. She knew everything would be different, would be deeper, more meaningful with Natalia. She wouldn't say that she had never made love before, because that would have been a lie, and Olivia Spencer had stopped lying to herself long, long ago. Beyond that, she would never diminish the love she felt for those whom she had loved before. Alex had shown her that she could feel safe with a man; that she didn't have to fear the physical act of sex, but rather, that she could enjoy it. And she had enjoyed it with him—thoroughly. Josh had brought out that sultry seductiveness within her. He made her feel not only beautiful, but womanly, desirable. And Phillip, he had made her feel all of those things, and more. But nothing had ever been so completely consuming, so totally fulfilling, as what she was experiencing with Natalia. She had known that would be the case, long before she ever touched her, because her love for Natalia was the deepest connection she had ever experienced with another human being. As she lay there, contemplating that connection, she felt an ineffable need to draw Natalia closer, and so she did.

The sensation of fingertips skimming her bare back, sent a shiver of excitement through Natalia, and she lightly brushed her mouth against silky skin in response, as she reveled in simply being in Olivia's arms. Sharing her bed, her body, with another person had never felt so good, so completely and totally right; and she wondered, briefly, if this was how Gus felt when he shared a bed with Harley. In that moment of unexpected clarity, she realized that it no longer pained her to know that Harley Cooper had been the love of Gus's life, because now she understood exactly how he felt—Olivia Spencer was the love of her life, and no other love could compare.

Thoughts of Gus made her ever more thankful for Olivia, and the life they shared. Shifting in their bed, she positioned her body partially atop Olivia's, and leaned down, dusting a trail of tender kisses along the scar that tied them all together. She was lightly running her mouth over the length of it, treasuring all that it represented for their family, when she heard Olivia's emotion-laden voice whispering to her.

"I finally feel as though this heart isn't borrowed anymore; it's really, truly mine." Long, lithe fingers tunneled through silky raven tresses as Olivia shared her thoughts.

The emotion in Olivia's voice drew Natalia into a teary gaze. "Of course it's yours," she quietly acknowledged, as she wiped an errant tear from Olivia's cheek. "It has been since the moment Gus gave it to you…"

"Since you gave it to me." Olivia gently emphasized the identity of the giver. "But ever since then, I've felt as if I've been stealing time, with a heart that was on permanent, yet in some ways, transitory loan from the man we both loved," she confessed. "I felt as though his heart was simultaneously the tie that bound us together… and the anvil that kept us apart…" She paused for a moment, and then said, "Like he was always there between us…"

"It's not like that, Liv," Natalia quietly argued.

Pressing a finger lightly against Natalia's lips, Olivia shushed her. "Wait. Let me finish," she pleaded. "I don't feel that way anymore, Love. He's always with us, but… not in a way that separates us…"

"I understand what you mean," Natalia interjected. "This heart is yours now, but Gus is never far from our thoughts…"

"Exactly…"

"He'll always be a part of us, Olivia," Natalia said, gently, "but when I make love to you, it's not his heart that I feel beating against my chest—it's yours… It's your breath I feel against my skin, it's your touch that speaks to my heart, your whispers that send my body to places unknown…" Her tone was intense, as she expounded on how she felt when making love with Olivia. "I need you to know that, in the deepest recesses of your soul."

Olivia's breath caught, and she closed her eyes against the tears. "I do, Natalia," she whispered. "I do…"

Lightly, Natalia kissed the corner of Olivia's mouth. "Good, because it's all about you, for me," she murmured.

Dropping her gaze, Natalia focused on Olivia's scar. "And this scar that marks his place inside you, serves as a gentle reminder of this amazing love we share—all thanks to him." Her voice was quiet, as she shared her feelings regarding Gus's heart, and the way it brought her to Olivia. "Much like the beauty of a rainbow after a springtime thundershower is a promise from God to always love and protect His people, this scar," she whispered, gently running her fingers the muted edges of it, "and the strong, yet tender heart that beats beneath…" She pressed her hand against it, "Are a promise between us to always protect the gift that we've been given…"

In that moment, so overwhelmed with emotion, all Olivia could manage was a nod of agreement. Natalia, and her love, were the greatest gifts she had ever received, and she was forever grateful.

Laying her cheek against the center of Olivia's chest, Natalia closed her eyes; long eyelashes landing like feathers against the soft indentations beneath. In the stillness, she listened intently to the steady beating of Olivia's heart. "I've never felt closer to another human being, Liv," she quietly admitted, tears welling up in dark eyes, threatening to overflow. "It's like… like I've been searching for you my entire life…"

Quietly, Olivia allowed her heart to drink in those softly spoken words, and then she reached down, tipping Natalia's chin up to meet dark eyes. "So that's what you meant before… when you said I was worth the wait." Tears forming, creating pools of liquid jade, she recalled a quiet conversation they had shared while lying in bed after making love earlier that evening…

"I love being with you this way," Natalia whispered, her breath falling across Olivia's lips in an ephemeral kiss, as they lay face to face, talking quietly. They had spent hours kissing, touching, exploring, sometimes passionately, sometimes tenderly, as each learned the sensuous landscape of the other's body. After the first time, their lovemaking had ceased to be about reaching orgasm, instead segueing into shared discovery. Not that they didn't reach orgasm, because they did; often mutually, and very satisfyingly, but it simply ceased to be the focus, becoming instead, a delightful conclusion to their shared exploration. Olivia quickly learned that the insides of Natalia's wrists and the area behind her knees were erogenous zones, as were the undersides of her breasts. Natalia discovered that Olivia's breasts, her nipples were super-sensitive to touch, and being kissed on her side, along the edge where it fell into her lower back, drew soft whimpers and pleading moans; and the sensation of Natalia's thatch of thick, wet curls against her ass as she held her, made Olivia crazy with want. Those were only a few secrets they had learned. There was still so much to discover, but they had their entire lives to explore, and in the moment, they were perfectly content just being.

"Me too…," Olivia sighed, a contented smile playing on her lips. Lightly, she traced her fingertip down the center of Natalia's nose, garnering a dimpled smile. Punctuating it with a tap against that delectable lower lip, she drew a soft laugh from Natalia. Smiling in response, she leaned closer, pressing a soft kiss to bowlike lips. "Long time comin'…"

"Yeah—," Natalia agreed wistfully. Gently she caressed Olivia's cheek, as she gazed into eyes of deepening jade, "But you, my Love, were totally worth the wait."

Lightly, Olivia kissed her again. "Something tells me we're not just talking sex," she quietly surmised.

"Hmm-mm…," Natalia quietly sighed. "Though, that was definitely worth the wait, too." The roguish grin on her face told Olivia exactly how worth the wait it was.

That deep, sultry laugh fell from Olivia's lips, and then she whispered, "I couldn't agree with you more…"

And the kiss that affirmed her agreement had quickly turned into several more hours of lovemaking. Some moments slow and sweet, others filled with unbridled passion, but always, always, uniquely, ineffably, them.

"Yes, that's what I meant," Natalia quietly confessed, drawing Olivia from her reverie, and back into the present, where Natalia lay, thoroughly sated, in her arms. Gently, her fingertips brushed Olivia's face. "I thought I knew what love was… thought I knew how it felt to be in love…," she quietly voiced, stressing the action part of the emotion, "but… now I know differently."

"But… what about… Gus?" Olivia's voice was hesitant, and she searched Natalia's eyes for a sign, as her hand slipped away from that sweetly dimpled face.

Natalia's lips formed a bittersweet smile at the mention of his name. "He was my first kiss… my first love…," she said, wistfully, "my first, and only, lover… until that regretful night with Frank." She grimaced at the memory, and surveyed Olivia's eyes for any sign of a reaction. When she found nothing but tenderness looking back at her, she snuggled closer to Olivia, and continued, "But the love I felt for him… was nothing in comparison to what I feel for you…"

A satisfied smile fell across Olivia's lips, and she brushed them lightly against Natalia's cheek.

Shifting in Olivia's arms, Natalia focused on that magnetic gaze. "You stole my heart in a thousand unexpected moments," she whispered, "and you continue to steal it, one moment at a time, every single day…"

Poised to respond, Olivia's words were caught silent on the tip of her tongue, as Natalia's mouth claimed her own. It was a languid kiss—the kind that felt as though Natalia were making love to her mouth; and Olivia couldn't help but fall headlong into the blissful sensation, her entire body succumbing to Natalia's spell.

And then Natalia was whispering to her again, saying things that sated an emptiness that had always been there, deep inside her—an emptiness only Natalia's love could ever fill.

"You… you leave me speechless… when you talk to me…," Natalia whispered, as her fingers fell across Olivia's lips. "And breathless, the way you look at me, and… when you whisper my name, oh, God, Liv, when you whisper my name, it's like I can feel you everywhere, all at once…"

Olivia's breath caught in her chest, as she listened to the sweet sound of Natalia's voice saying such beautiful things to her. And then Natalia's name fell from her lips on a fettered breath, causing Natalia's body to shudder against her own.

"Just like that…," Natalia murmured through trembling lips. "You whisper my name, and I feel you in the deepest recesses of my body and soul, Liv. I never knew I could feel so connected to another person."

Yes, lovers past had murmured sweet things to Olivia in quiet moments such as this, but no one had ever whispered to her heart, her soul, the way Natalia did, and it made her feel treasured. Nothing so Perfect as you, could be just a random coincidence…, she thought, as she gazed into those dark, expressive eyes.

Silently, she sent a prayer to Natalia's God, thanking Him for the priceless gift of her.

"You fill my heart with such… indescribable joy…," Olivia whispered in awe, as the backs of her fingers swept across Natalia's cheek. "You were worth everything we've been through and more," she quietly declared, as the tears began anew. "I owe a debt of gratitude, the likes of which no amount of money could ever repay, for the gift of you…" Overcome with emotion, Olivia's quiet confession slipped through trembling lips, "God, N'talia, I love you so much…"

Olivia's warm whispers, her tender words, made Natalia feel cherished in a way no one else ever had, and tears sprung in her eyes, as she absorbed the sincerity in that soft voice. She knew every shade of this complex, captivating woman. From the hard, sharp edges of her anger that made her wiling to inflict pain upon the object of her wrath, regardless of what harm it may cause herself, to the generosity of heart in moments when it was least expected, to the heartbreaking vulnerability she displayed during their most intimate moments. She loved every nuance of every single shade. But it was the moments like this, Natalia loved most—those moments where the walls came crumbling down, and Olivia was completely unguarded with her. Moments where those mesmerizing jade eyes held every thought, every emotion wide open, leaving her vulnerable to Natalia—and Natalia alone.

"What did I ever do to deserve you?" Whispering through her tears, Natalia explored those shimmering eyes as if they held the secret to capturing her very soul.

"You loved me…," came the quiet reply.

Three little words, they were; yet they held within them a multitude of emotions, and the one answer to the lifetime of anger, guilt and shame, and the insatiable need for money and power, that had become essence of the Olivia Spencer, of old. That Olivia was gone now, and in her place was a woman whose most insatiable need was to love this woman and their family completely, and protect them from all harm.

"When I was completely unlovable, Natalia, you loved me anyway."

Olivia sounded more vulnerable than Natalia could ever imagine, and her immediate instinct was to protect her. Instinctively, she pulled Olivia impossibly closer. "You were never unlovable, Liv," she gently begged to differ. Lightly, she kissed those luscious lips. "You just needed someone who wasn't afraid to love you enough to challenge you."

"Well, I definitely met my match, in you," Olivia said, wittily.

Natalia grinned. "You certainly did," she wholeheartedly agreed.

The humor faded from Olivia's eyes, as she gently tipped Natalia's chin, meeting her gaze. "It was you who opened my heart to such possibility, Natalia," she quietly asserted. "You showed me how to love completely."

"Huh-uh—" Natalia shook her head in disagreement. "It wasn't me, it's you. The ability to love has always been there inside you." She emphasized her statement with the pressing of her palm against Olivia's chest, right over her heart. "I remember watching you with Em, before we really knew one another," she reminisced, "and…"

"You mean back when I was just the bombastic Bitch who ran the Beacon?" Olivia barked out in a sarcastic laugh.

"No—," Natalia answered, matter-of-factly; ignoring not only the vulgarity, but also the underlying hard-as-nails persona Olivia kept in her arsenal of defenses. "I mean… before you dropped your defenses, and let me in…"

"I was terribly defensive with you," Olivia said, apologetically. She moved her hand across the bare skin of Natalia's back in a tender caress, maintaining their connection. "I bullied you… I argued with you…"

"Incessantly—," Natalia interrupted with a laugh; casting Olivia a knowing glance.

Olivia laughed, grinning wickedly at the woman in her arms. "Yeah… but you enjoyed it…," she flirted, raising an eyebrow. "Don't lie…"

Natalia cast a knowing smile Olivia's direction. "Truth be told…," she whispered in admission, reaching out, lightly tracing a finger along that angular jawline, "I would rather fight with you… than have sex with anyone else…"

"Oh, really?" Olivia replied, her voice low and seductive. "So, are you saying that fighting with me gets you all hot 'n bothered?"

Natalia blushed. "Well, I'm certainly not denying it…," she replied, an uncharacteristically wicked grin flirting with the corners of her mouth.

Interest piqued, Olivia grinned devilishly. "Perhaps we should fight more often…," she roguishly suggested.

Grinning, Natalia surprisingly agreed, "Perhaps we should…" She leaned in then, lightly brushing her lips against that soft mouth. "But more than anything," she whispered, "I would rather make love with you…"

Arching that eyebrow, Olivia husked, "Oh, yeah?"

"Definitely, yeah...," Natalia hissed.

Their mouths connected then, kisses rapidly deepening, and Olivia wrapped her arms around Natalia, deftly rolling her onto her back.

Willingly sinking into their mattress, Natalia released a deep groan, when Olivia's hot, wet center skated against her thigh. Just that quickly, they were both aching for more.

Taking her time, Olivia kissed her thoroughly, delighting in the smooth heat of their tongues colliding, and the sensation of Natalia's obvious arousal coating her thigh. Wrapped around Natalia's body, Olivia's left arm held her steadily in place, while her right hand caressed pert breasts; drawing whimpers and moans from burning lungs as she teased those sensitive peaks to attention.

Natalia's fingers tangled in chestnut locks, and her body moved in perfect accord with Olivia's, as they began the mutual ascent toward the pinnacle of release. It would not a long journey—no, not this time.

Slipping her right hand between their bodies, Olivia's fingers dug into Natalia's outer thigh, causing those shapely hips to shift beneath her, seeking increasingly more direct contact.

Releasing a dissatisfied whimper when Olivia skillfully circumvented the desired contact, Natalia gently bit into the tender flesh between Olivia's neck and shoulder, drawing a low groan from her. "Touch me, Liv," she hissed, as the heat of her mouth moved along sensitive skin. She could not believe how quickly Olivia had her craving more.

No longer willing to deny Natalia anything, ever, Olivia trailed her hand along the soft skin of that firm thigh, moving from the outside, in. Lightly, she caressed the sensitive area of Natalia's inner thigh that she had discovered in earlier exploration, drawing quiet whimpers of pleasure from her, and when Natalia's hips began to stir more fervently beneath her, effortlessly, Olivia found her.

Instantly gratified by the welcome warmth that swallowed her fingers, Olivia luxuriated in the wet heat, as she explored those silky folds. Never would she have imagined touching another woman's body this way would be so erotic, but it was, and Olivia simply could not get enough. Clearly, neither could Natalia, because she released a deep, gratified groan the moment Olivia touched her, and immediately, her hips began moving with even greater determination.

Whimpers, and moans, and countless other erotic encouragers told Olivia that Natalia was not only ready for more, she demanded it. Giving in to their mutual need, gently, she stroked that sweet bundle of nerves at the apex of those firm thighs. "Jesus, Natalia, you're so responsive," she growled, as she felt the entire length of it harden beneath her touch. Honest to God, she could not fathom how it was that Gus never managed to bring this woman to orgasm. The man was a complete fucking idiot, she decided.

Capturing the tip between her first two fingers, she began a slow, steady caress, gliding the edges of her fingers around it, as they slipped effortlessly through Natalia's copious wetness. It was like running her fingertips through liquid silk. Each time that distended bud was cradled at the apex of Olivia's fingers, she squeezed it gently, as her fingertips mercilessly teased Natalia's opening.

Shuddering in response to the steady stroking of those tantalizing fingers, Natalia made noises of unanimous approval, as she arched her body into Olivia's, seeking deeper contact. "Please, Liv!" she brazenly implored.

Olivia increased the pressure in response, as she lightly bit Natalia's chin, and then trailed hot, wet kisses down the column of her throat. She lingered at a pulse point until Natalia's hips began moving against her with vigor, and then her mouth slid further down, capturing an engorged nipple. Sucking hungrily, Olivia's tongue tantalized and teased, even as her fingers slipped deep inside Natalia's heated core.

Natalia cried out in pleasure at the need-fulfilling completeness of the penetration; and then the rhythmic thrusting began deep inside her, as that skillful mouth and tongue suckled at her breast, matching the swirling of a deft thumb around her achingly aroused clit. It felt as though Olivia was everywhere, all at once, and yet, Natalia could not get enough of her.

Cursing in Spanish, Natalia writhed beneath Olivia's body; the arousing mélange of her vocalizations and bodily movements telling Olivia exactly what she needed, and where. Olivia grinned at the vulgarity, and claimed Natalia's mouth, once again swallowing those delectable noises of intense gratification.

They were locked in a deep, breath-stealing kiss, when Natalia began to tremble in Olivia's arms. Clamping down, her body intuitively drew Olivia's fingers deeper inside, and what began in her toes, quickly spread through her body, engulfing her in wave after wave of roiling bliss. She clung to Olivia's body, anchoring herself, even as Olivia began to tremble against her. The erotic sounds emitting from burning lungs, and the sensation of Natalia's body compressing around her fingers had been enough to throw her over the edge. And then they were falling, and together they lingered in that glorious utopia of momentary satiation, Olivia steadily stoking the fire with just the right amount of pressure to exactly the right place, until finally, their bodies settled in blissful completion.

Saturday, May 2, 2009… The Farmhouse of Love—12:45 a.m. Central Daylight Time

Languidly, Olivia stretched limbs that lay captive beneath Natalia's body long after their lovemaking had brought them to another mutually satisfying completion. Even as she shifted, Natalia's body remained perfectly molded against her own, and Olivia delighted in the closeness of their connection. It encompassed every aspect of their beings: heart, mind, body, soul, and spirit, and it felt completely and utterly fulfilling. With lovers past, Olivia had never been one to tolerate such close proximity, after the fact. A few minutes of post-coital cuddling, a few lingering kisses, that was about all she could stand, and then she wanted her space. It had always been that way; even with Phillip and Josh, the two men who knew her most intimately. With Natalia, everything was different. She had wanted her close even before they made love, and after… oh, in the glorious thereafter, she could not keep Natalia close enough.

Stirring in Olivia's arms, Natalia feathered her lips across Olivia's breast, and then their mouths met, lingering.

"You are so unbelievably beautiful…," Natalia whispered in awe. "Every single part of you…" And it was true—Olivia was absolutely stunning—Always—but never more so than she was, lying there in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Natalia couldn't help but touch. The tips of her fingers brushed against Olivia's cheek, and tangled in the soft chestnut that fell across her neck. "But that's not what makes me want you the way I do…"

"No?" Olivia murmured, almost amusedly.

"Huh-uh," Natalia answered, slowly shaking her head. Her tender touch never left Olivia's face, as she locked their gazes.

Olivia arched a dubious eyebrow, and Natalia laughed softly. "Okay, it's part of what makes me want you," she sheepishly confessed, as Olivia's husky laugh joined her own.

And then her expression turned serious, as her fingertips lightly traced Olivia's distinguished features. "You're so strong, and… you're confident, and you're not afraid of anything…" Her voice held the distinct air of sheer awe, as she spoke to Olivia. "And yet, sometimes, you're so fragile, you break my heart…," she whispered, her voice brimming with emotion. "You care, so deeply, Liv, and you're so easily hurt… but people don't know that about you, because you hide that part of yourself from the world…"

The heat of tears prickled behind Olivia's eyes, as she remembered Phillip whispering something very similar to her once upon a time. He had been the only other person to ever truly see that part of her, and she had been so vulnerable with him, allowed him so close to her—and now she feared him more than she had anyone else in her life. And in that moment, her base instincts told her to run, to flee. That vulnerability led to heartbreak, to abandonment, and then to fear. Yet, as she gazed into Natalia's eyes, her heart told her she was safe. Natalia was nothing like Phillip. She was nothing like anyone Olivia had ever known. There was no need to run again. No, not ever.

Releasing a relaxed sigh, Olivia smiled softly, and leaned closer, nuzzling Natalia's ear. "You are… the most wonderful surprise, Natalia Rivera," she whispered. The faintest breath teased dark tendrils, as she gently kissed her there.

Natalia sighed contentedly, drinking in Olivia's expression of affection.

Olivia returned her gaze to Natalia's, and continued, "Certainly nothing I was looking for… and yet, everything I never knew I needed," she quietly shared, swallowing hard to stave off the lump of raw emotion that was swiftly rising in her throat. "And now, all I know is… for the first time in my life, I feel completely safe… In your arms, I feel as though my heart has finally found its home…"

"You will always be safe with me," Natalia whispered, reiterating her earlier promise, as she searched the deep jade of those captivating eyes.

"I belong to you completely now," Olivia whispered. "I've never felt this close to another person, Natalia. I've been with more men than I care to count, but I've never given myself to them—not as I have you. I've never belonged to anyone before you," she confessed, her voice a strangled whisper, as she attempted to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. "They may have touched my body, but you, N'talia… you own my heart…"

Delivered on a breathless whisper, Olivia's words touched a place so deep inside Natalia's soul that she felt a physical jolt, and then her spirit soared. With just the slightest provocation, she was in Olivia's arms again; being kissed the way no one had ever kissed her before. And Olivia was whispering to her between kisses, making love to Natalia's heart with words, saying things she never knew she longed to hear until they were spilling from those delectable lips, even as Olivia's hands, and mouth and tongue made love to her body once again.

TBC…