A/N: A little more smut—they had to make up for their time apart, right? Small side note: I like to keep Alex and Olivia in character as much as I can, and as vulnerable as Olivia is in some cases, we never really see her too vulnerable in her personal life, unless it interferes with a specific case. Because, of course, that's not what the show is about. But, I like writing these aspects of Olivia because I feel like that truly is who that character is. Alex, likewise is hard nosed, and stubborn, but in her personal life, we see a glimpse of softness and reflectiveness, which I also like to add in this story. There are plenty of both sides of these women in this chapter. Thanks again for all of your love and input. Enjoy!

Chapter 61

Slow

Fifteen minutes passed in complete silence. Alex lay atop Olivia, cradled by the detective's strong arm. She listened to Olivia's heartbeat, her ear resting a comfortable distance between the strong jaw line above her and the full breasts inches below. Her hand relaxed in the middle of Olivia's stomach, lightly rubbing over the hardened flatland of muscle. Alex could say one thing for sure: she was happy.

Olivia watched as Alex's hand danced over her midsection, caressing her bare flesh with a loving, tender touch that only she could provide. Alex crossed one of her legs over Olivia's, pulling their bodies even closer together. Olivia's hand skimmed up and down her partner's delicate shoulder, broadening her reach to her back, before her own voice unexpectedly leapt out of her mouth.

"You're so beautiful, Alexandra." She shifted her head downward in time to see a radiant smile spread across Alex's face. She shifted atop Olivia enough to tilt her head and look into those golden brown eyes.

"Thank you." Her smile did not dissipate. "So are you, baby. More than you know." Olivia placed a gentle kiss on her head as Alex continued speaking. "I never really liked when people called me by my full name, but there's just something about the way you say it." Alex shifted off Olivia and lay down next to her, both women turning on their sides to face each other. Olivia pulled the discarded covers up towards them, making sure that Alex was warm.

They lay like that for a few moments, their hands clasped together between them, fingers steadfastly intertwined under the cool blanket. Blue eyes stared into brown as both women remained silently still, sending unspoken thoughts through mere looks.

"You tired?" Olivia whispered into the darkness, and quickly she saw a head shake. "Me neither." Her smile gleamed through the darkness and Alex's heart jumped—she knew Olivia was as happy as she was.

Olivia moved close to Alex in bed, wrapping her hand around her lean hip, smoothing it around to her back. "So, what are your plans this weekend, counselor?"

"Well…" Alex seemed hesitant, and Olivia wasn't sure why. "Remember when I asked you if you wanted to go to my cousin's wedding with me?" Her hand attached to Olivia's waist under the covers.

"Oh my gosh. Is that this weekend?!" Olivia had completely forgotten about the event. Her mind had been preoccupied with her surgery, Conrad, and mostly their breakup, or time apart…or whatever it had been. Olivia smacked her head, frustrated with herself that she had forgotten.

"Yeah. It's tomorrow." Even with the lack of light in the room, Olivia could see the nervousness in Alex's face before she asked her next question. "Do you…um," her grip tightened for a second around Olivia's hand, "still want to go…with me?"

Olivia sighed. "Of course I do, Alex. Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, I know we said everything was good between us, but I just wanted to make sure that you still…" she felt Olivia pull their conjoined hands to her chest.

"Alex, I love you. So we had a bump in the road—so what? And, if you want to be travelling on this same road as long as I do, there'll be a few more, I'm sure. But, I'm committed to you, beautiful. I want to be wherever you are, as long as you want me there."

"Well, alright then." Alex tried to play off the emotion pulling in her throat.

"So, what's the plan then? I'm not sure I have anything to wear to a big fancy Cabot wedding." Olivia motioned back to the closet as she thought about her wardrobe.

"I'll get you something tomorrow baby. We can match. Don't worry about it." She paused, gathering her thoughts. "It's in White Plains, so it'll take about an hour to get there, and it starts at 7:30. So, I was thinking…" Olivia raised her eyebrows in anticipation, "we could get a room tomorrow night and stay because it'll be kinda late."

"Sounds good." Olivia tried to rid her voice of all desire, but Alex heard it, and even she could admit that a night away with Olivia sounded like a great idea. She leaned in and kissed the detective, smiling as she did so. "Mm," Olivia chuckled through the kiss, and as Alex climbed completely on top of her and intensified the kiss, her tone changed. "Mm?" Alex couldn't help but laugh aloud at Olivia's surprise, as she further explained.

"But, that's tomorrow. I still have plans for us tonight." She glanced at the clock, displaying 12:00 as she spoke. "And we have plenty of time." Her loose ponytail had lost some of its height, and it pulled to one side, the blonde hair cascading down over the front of her shoulder. As she straightened up, she straddled the detective, her knees resting against the mattress.

Olivia's smile faded into a look of pure admiration. She reached up and twirled a few strands of Alex's ponytail around her pointer finger, before allowing it to fall back in down. Her eyes worshipped the lithe body above her, tracing from her legs up to her stomach, noting the small dip below her breasts. Her eyes continue to wander, admiring Alex's creamy skin give way to her pert, pink nipples. Olivia couldn't help but touch them as she worked her eyes up, following the curled blonde hair up to those cerulean eyes.

There was an undeniable magnetism when Alex and Olivia locked eyes—it was almost as if they were not just connecting with their eyes, but with their very souls. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" For some reason, that question was unexpectedly hard for Olivia to utter, as her throat tightened towards the end. Alex noticed. She bent down and kissed Olivia's cheek before she straightened back up, swiping her hand through Olivia's hair, pushing it to the side so her golden eyes were on full display.

Alex didn't answer the question, mostly because she didn't even know how to start—she should be the one asking Olivia that! Instead, she leaned down, letting her hair cascade down to tickle the olive skin below. She was whispering kisses on Olivia's chest when she saw goose bumps rise all over the detective.

Alex moved down to a hardened nipple, paying special attention to the reaction she got when her tongue encircled it. She felt Olivia's hand reassuringly attach to the back of her head, urging her to continue. Alex latched her lips around Olivia's erect nipple, sucking lightly as her tongue flicked back and fourth across it. The detective hissed in pleasure as her head fell back against the pillow, her hand grasping for Alex's body. While Alex moved to the other nipple, Olivia smoothed her hand around the slender thigh that straddled her body, sneaking her hand between Alex's legs.

The blonde saw what Olivia was getting at, and she spread her legs a little wider to allow her access. Soon, Alex felt Olivia's dexterous hand touching her and she moaned with desire.

"You like that baby?" Alex nodded. Not only did she like the feeling of Olivia's hand exactly where it was, but she loved when Olivia was vocal during sex. She had slowly worked out of her shell over the past month or so, and each time Olivia opened her mouth to speak while they were intimate, Alex could literally feel herself getting wetter.

The extra lubrication that Olivia's question summoned helped: an instant after she asked, Olivia pushed two fingers deep inside Alex, provoking a throaty exhale. Alex was pleasantly surprised feeling Olivia's fingers inside of her, as she hadn't expected the detective to make that move. She leaned down and kissed Olivia passionately, thrusting her tongue to taste her lover.

Alex braced herself with her hands on Olivia's chest as she whined out, "You f—," she moaned, rubbing one hand up her body, grasping at her breast. Alex took a breath before trying to finish her thought. "Feel so good." Before Olivia could say or do anything, Alex kept talking. "So. Fucking. Good." Each word came as Olivia thrust her fingers deeper, eager to please Alex. Soon, there wasn't a movement from Olivia that wasn't met with a loud moan from Alex, and the detective knew she was close. Olivia slowed her movements, warranting a comment from Alex. "Faster baby. I'm gon—."

"I know." Olivia was transfixed: there was something indefinably sexy about Alex Cabot. She removed her fingers from Alex's dripping center and didn't give her any time to comment. "Come up here." It was direct, but still soft, and Alex wasn't exactly sure what she meant, but she wanted to do whatever it was Olivia was asking for.

Olivia could tell that her request had confused Alex—they hadn't ever experimented with this position, and she knew she'd have to take things into her own hands. Olivia pulled the pillow out from under her own head, flinging it onto the floor. Alex watched as she flattened out on the bed and scooted down. Alex now understood what Olivia had meant.

"I want you—," Olivia stopped. "I want to taste you when you cum." Alex couldn't move: she was shocked. "Stand up baby." She heard Olivia speaking and somehow worked through her arousal to comply with the detective's directions. She took a few steps forward until she saw Olivia's hands beckon her downward. "Now," clarifying after Alex understood, "come here."

Alex wasn't sure how she was supporting her own bodyweight with her weak knees. It was too easy for her to fall down, her knees now straddling Olivia's neck. The detective dipped her head and scooted her body down a bit.

Alex wasn't expecting Olivia's gentle touch, but the detective quickly went to work, and Alex was lost in sexual bliss. The angle of Olivia's wet mouth pleasuring her rendered her virtually useless. She reached down past her core and tangled her hand lovingly in Olivia's hair as she moaned louder, growing closer to the brink.

Alex knew it would be seconds, not minutes, until she came in Olivia's mouth. The detective was lost in Alex—she swirled her tongue around her wet core, tasting her essence. She paid special attention to how Alex's hips swayed when she delved inside the blonde, or when she flicked her clit with her tongue. After a few moments, Olivia heard the familiar moans she had anticipated. "Fuuuuck. I'm cumming babe. I'm cumming." Alex reached down and circled her clit rapidly as she came, with a loud cry. Olivia lapped up an excess of juices, holding the blonde though her orgasm. She continued to softly drag her tongue through Alex's lips, lightly sucking on her clit as the blonde above her trembled, bracing her hands against the wall in front of the bed for any kind of support.

Alex lifted her leg and scooted down into the bed, effectively collapsing on top of Olivia. Again, she was surprised when Olivia's hands met her quickly, pulling her close. "You…" Alex peered into Olivia's eyes, awaiting the rest of her thought, "taste so good." Her voice was somewhat gruff and it ran through Alex's ears, dancing down her spine. Olivia helped regulate Alex's breathing, rubbing her hand up and down her back.

"It's so nice to have you in my arms again," Olivia sighed. Alex held in a smile—true, it was great to be back in Olivia's arms, but she wasn't done with the detective tonight, and she knew that Olivia thought they were finished.

A quick thought passed through Alex's mind as she felt a few fingers of Olivia's hand that were still moist on her back. She needed to keep Olivia in the mood, and she knew, somehow, this would do it.

Olivia smiled lovingly at Alex, but didn't notice the fire that had just been reignited. Quickly, Olivia felt Alex grab on to her hand, pulling it towards her, away from where it had rested on her back moments ago. She held Olivia's hand in her own, and without a second's hesitation, Alex touched each of Olivia's fingers to her mouth catching them in between her soft lips. Olivia watched in admiration—she secretly loved when Alex did this, but she could never explain why. Alex held Olivia's hand in her own and Olivia felt the delicate kisses land on her fingertips. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling, when at once she felt Alex's lips close around the base of one of her fingers, her tongue sucking the length until she reached the tip, kissing it as she released it from her mouth.

Olivia opened her eyes in shock as she watched Alex repeat this on her middle finger. The blonde took Olivia's finger in her mouth, cradling it with her tongue, meeting Olivia's eyes with her own. She watched the brown eyes across from her morph into almost entirely black orbs, noting every move Alex made.

"Uh…" Alex silenced Olivia with a look towards the nightstand. She let Olivia's hand go, and the detective moaned a bit, grasping at Alex's still warm skin as she sat up, preparing to get out of bed. She stood next to the bed, stepping into the black shorts that she had taken off just an hour before. Alex straightened out onto her back: she watched Olivia shimmy up the shorts, her leg muscles flexing as they rose over her knees.

Alex was lost in Olivia's biceps, watching as the older brunette's hands smoothed the shorts out under her hip bones, the waistband straightening out against the back of Olivia's hand.

"You ready for me again?" Alex nodded, swallowing hard. She turned to admire Olivia—Alex really thought that if she ever got tired of going into the precinct, Olivia could definitely be a fitness model. Her trapezius muscles stuck out over her shoulders just enough for someone to notice. From there, Alex noted her strong, rounded shoulders and chiseled back, no doubt developed through years of swimming. Olivia turned around to look back at the nightstand and Alex traced down her back to her tight, sculpted ass and toned legs. Every single inch of Olivia Benson was an open landscape waiting for Alex to dive into and explore.

Soon, Alex found her voice. "Liv, your body…" She couldn't finish the sentence, as her attention had turned to Olivia's midsection, noting her strong 6 pack and defined obliques. The detective blushed and partially covered her stomach with her arms and Alex quickly pulled her on top, probing her tongue in Olivia's mouth. The attorney could feel Olivia thrusting towards her, putting a little pressure on Alex's throbbing core. She responded, bucking her hips, as Olivia reached around and grabbed her ass.

Alex stroked her hands over Olivia's shoulders and back, feeling her muscles swell under her fingers. "So fucking sexy." Alex growled out, mostly talking to herself, but Olivia heard, and it obviously had an effect.

"How do you want me?" It was direct and Alex liked it.

"I don't even care." Alex curved her hand around Olivia's neck, pulling her close. "I just want you insid—ahh baby." A smile erupted from Alex's face as she felt Olivia enter her, prompting a moan from the detective. They were both exhilarated: Olivia knelt between Alex's legs, fully submerged in the blonde below her. She took Alex's legs and brought them together, resting them up her body, her ankles leaning against Olivia's shoulders. The new angle of penetration drove Alex wild—she felt Olivia so deeply inside of her that she had a hard time reciprocating any movement, letting Olivia do all of the work.

"Feel good?" Olivia's breaths were increasing, her heart rate speeding up. She looked down on Alex, watching her as she nodded her head and opened her eyes, biting her lip as her body bounded from the steady pace of Olivia repeatedly entering her. The sight fueled Olivia: she took Alex's ankles into her hands, spreading them apart, her feet extending broader past Olivia's shoulders. As Olivia spread her legs, Alex threw her head back on the pillow, her eyes rolling back in her head as a loud moan screamed from her mouth. She looked down and watched Olivia. Her strong hands held Alex's ankles firmly, her legs in a wide V shape.

Alex watched as Olivia's hips rolled, her abs doing all of the work. All she could do was lay there, watching Olivia, feeling the euphoria her lover provided. Her hands grasped at something, anything to hold on to. She found the sheets and clung to them, each fist tightly holding onto the bed as she, Olivia, and the bed itself all moved at the detective's dictated pace.

Alex was amazed—just a few minutes before she was thinking that there was nothing she'd want more than for Olivia to take her savagely, uninhibited: the rougher the better. But now she watched the care that Olivia was taking to make sure she was pleasing her, and the upmost love swelled and took over her body.

"Liv, baby," Alex controlled her shaking voice to catch Olivia's attention. "Come down here, I want you close." Olivia's eyes softened. She carefully bent Alex's knees and cautiously pulled out of the attorney. Olivia had to admit that when she was using this toy on Alex, missionary was by far her favorite position. She enjoyed the intimacy—the ability to look into Alex's eyes, and watch her face as she climaxed. She was happy that Alex seemed to want that closeness between them too.

Olivia located a pillow and, wanting to make sure Alex was comfortable, she beckoned her forward. "Sit up for a second, honey." Alex's heart melted as she felt Olivia slip the pillow under the small of her back, elevating her hips ever so slightly as she lay back down.

Olivia leaned down and kissed Alex fully on the lips, hoping she could feel each and every molecule of love being transmitted between them. She pulled back and looked into Alex's eyes. "I love you." She felt the blonde's hands cradle her face, her thumbs stroking along her defined cheekbones.

Alex replied with a whisper, "I love you," as she reached between them and guided Olivia to her. Olivia watched Alex's face as she entered her, feeling the familiar friction in her own core. "Slow, baby." She heard Alex's request and submitted, closing the small gap between them as she wrapped her arms around Alex's back, holding her tightly to her body. Olivia rested her head over Alex's shoulder, turning it to kiss her neck as she kept a tortuously slow pace, to Alex's approval.

Alex's hands supported Olivia, encouraging her. She held the back of Olivia's head in one hand, stroking it lovingly. Her other hand clutched Olivia's backside, feeling it clench every few seconds when she entered Alex.

The slow pace took Alex's breath away. Her skin flushed and she began to quiver in the seconds it took for Olivia to pull out and reenter her. Of course, Olivia noticed and raised her head, meeting Alex's eyes, without altering her pace. "You ok?" Alex nodded and opened her arms, beckoning Olivia back to where she had been. The detective closed her arms around Alex again, pinning them between the blonde and the mattress, holding her just a bit tighter than before.

Olivia was afraid she was going to cum before Alex: the seductively slow pace was unbelievably effective. Normally Alex liked it as fast as she could get it as she climaxed, so Olivia began to worry that she would reach orgasm first and disappoint her lover.

As soon as that thought passed through her mind, though, she felt Alex's hand tighten its grip on her ass, and heard her start speaking in a quiet, emotional voice. "Oh," Olivia pulled back and slowly thrust the length back in. "Baby," out for three seconds, and back in even slower. This time, when she had buried herself completely inside Alex, the attorney finished her thought, "stay inside me, Liv." She arched her back and held Olivia's ass, keeping her deep inside, Alex's other hand on Olivia's head. "I'm cumming baby."

The pressure from Alex's hand pushing her deeper caused an orgasm to break Olivia at the same time. "Oh my god, Liv," Alex's voice was strained as she wrapped both arms around Olivia's back, holding on tightly as she shook. "Fuck…I'm cumming." She whimpered, and Olivia knew she needed her support. She turned her head and gently kissed Alex's cheek, before removing one of her arms from the blonde's back and placing it under her head, cradling Alex through her climax, as she spoke.

"Ok honey. It's ok baby. I've got you." She took a breath, trying to regulate her own breathing. "I got you. Just breathe baby." Olivia still supported Alex's head as her other hand reassuringly rubbed circles around her back. Alex was trembling—her legs shook and her breaths were shallow. Olivia had never seen her like this before, and even the detective knew there was something different that had just happened between them.

Olivia's only thought was supporting Alex. She held her tightly through one aftershock and started to pull out when she heard a muffled request from Alex. She straightened her arms and lifted her head, meeting Alex's eyes. "Please baby, slow." Olivia nodded and watched Alex as she pulled out millimeter by millimeter. "Liv baby, I'm gonna cum again when you pull out of me. I can feel it." Her eyes widened as she held Olivia's sides, feeling the detective slide out of her slowly.

No matter how sexy Olivia thought it was, she knew the most important thing right now was to be there for Alex—both mentally and physically. "Ok baby. I'm right here. Just tell me what to do." She continued to slowly pull out, awaiting any word from the beautiful blonde below her. Olivia could sense the last inch leaving Alex and she held her extra closely. As she pulled out completely, Alex moaned with pleasure.

"Uhh, 'Livia. Mm baby." Her hips rose off the bed, yearning for the detective.

"I've got you. It's ok."

"Hold me, Liv." It was half a moan, and half a whine, and Olivia did exactly as she was asked. She quickly hopped off of Alex, pulled the cock out of her shorts and spooned behind the blonde in the bed, pulling her close. Olivia rubbed up and down Alex's side reassuringly, feeling her breathing even out. After a few moments Alex turned in Olivia's arms, a look of wonderment on her face. She reached up and brushed Olivia's hair to the side as it stuck to her forehead with sweat.

"Olivia, I…" she hesitated, not knowing exactly what to say.

"We don't have to talk, love." Olivia caressed Alex's hip under the covers.

"No, it's not that…it's just," Alex took a breath, "we've made love before, but I've never felt anything like that." Olivia saw tears form in those blue eyes, and she rushed to help them disappear.

"Oh, Alex. I'm…I'm sorry." Olivia was surprised to see Alex emotional, and a fear rushed over her—it was all too often that she saw women crying about a sexual encounter.

Alex saw Olivia's face change, and she knew Olivia had misinterpreted her emotion. Her hands reached up and grabbed Olivia's face. "Oh! No! No, no, no baby." She kissed Olivia's lips, feeling the detective's hands wrap around her back. "What I mean is…" she stroked Olivia's face, running her hands through the short brunette hair. "I have never felt like that with anyone. I just felt like, I don't know…like we were perfectly in sync, and not just physically. Like, you knew exactly what I wanted. Like…"

"Like we were connected. Like we were one." Alex smiled, and she knew Olivia had felt it too.

"I always knew that you loved me, but how you just made love to me, Olivia, I've never experienced anything like that—physically or mentally."

"You're everything, Alexandra. Everything. I'm so in love with you, and I'm just as happy as you are that you let me show you."

Alex melted into Olivia, admiring her lover for every single thing she was: beautiful, encouraging, powerful. "I know you're probably going to laugh when I tell you this, but I'm being completely serious." Olivia shifted her eyes to Alex's, listening closely. "I have never been more sexually satisfied than I have been since we've been together." Olivia didn't laugh.

"Well good. That's important, Alex. I feel the same way…Why did you think I'd laugh?" Alex shrugged, feeling a bit embarrassed that she had said that. "I know we joke a lot about, well…a lot of things," Olivia chuckled, "but I want to know what you're thinking about us being intimate—whether its about me bending you over the table and fucking your brains out," she smiled and winked at Alex, as she saw a shocked smile illuminate her face. "Or," she reached up and tucked a stray piece of hair behind Alex's ear, "us making love, holding onto each other all through the night."

Alex nodded and leaned in for a soft kiss. "I want to apologize to you Liv."

"There's been enough of that tonight, sweetheart. We don't need to rehash any of—."

"No, not that. I mean, I just completely underestimated you. You are the best person I know, Olivia Benson."

"Stop." Olivia rolled her eyes a bit and pulled Alex close. "That's nonsense. I love you, Alexandra Kay. More than I've ever loved anyone or anything in my life. I hope you'll always know that."

Alex smiled and ducked her head under Olivia's chin, sublimely happy. She felt Olivia stir and reach over towards the nightstand, grasping for her glasses. She put them on and tousled her hair. "Sorry, Al. Gotta pee." Alex let her go and she got up from the bed, turning on the light in the bathroom behind her.

A few moments later she emerged. The detective stood in the doorway, looking across the room at the clock. Before she could say anything, Alex's voice echoed from the bed.

"You look like a Calvin Klein ad."

"What?"

"You know those black and white Calvin Klein underwear ads? You're completely naked, except those black shorts. Your hair is a spiked mess, and you've got those hipster glasses on. It's like the casting director just dropped you in here." As Alex was speaking, Olivia realized what she meant and crossed her arms over her breasts. She leaned back against the wall and flexed her legs, abs, and crossed arms, her muscles on full display. "Oh my god Liv. Stop. I'm too weak for that." Alex whined and smiled at Olivia, who relaxed and tucked into bed next to the blonde.

"Let's go to sleep. It's late." Alex heard Olivia and turned around, pressing her body into the older brunette's next to her. As she fell asleep, she heard Olivia mention something about being up in a few hours, but she was too far gone, basking in the night's events.