Are you okay? You look pale."
Piper couldn't even describe how nervous she was. She was standing in the middle of Alex's room and normally she would be taking in her surrounding, but she couldn't because it's like she was in dark isolation and all she saw was Alex.
A goddess.
In front of her. Holding her while looking so deeply into her eyes, it felt like she was reaching deep within her soul.
So yeah. She was a fucking mess.
From the outside, she was very calm and collected because if Alex sensed the nervousness, she'd stop and this will all be for nothing.
And she didn't come here for nothing.
But on the inside, holy shit...
She was hot as hell. Her heart was racing at the speed of a goddamn race car and her stomach was fluttering like a butterfly just learning how to spread its wings and fly.
So when Alex asked if she was okay, she smiled. Yep. She was totally fine.
"I'm good." She replied.
"You're not breathing." Alex whispered.
And then Piper realized she really wasn't breathing. Hence why her heart was racing as if ready to jump out of her chest.
"You need to breathe," Alex mumbled against her lips.
Piper saw lips moving but she didn't really register anything. This was happening.
For weeks... no maybe since that first day she saw Alex in that classroom, when she looked at her with such fascination and admiration in her eyes, maybe since then, she's fantasized about this very moment without even knowing.
"Breathe, Piper."
The blonde found herself heaving for air after that last one. Alex's voice sounded like fucking so add commanding to it and you've got Piper close to combust.
And goddamn wouldn't that be fucking embarrassing?
"Are you okay, now?" Alex asked again.
Piper nodded. "I-I think so."
"Good."
Their breathing were in sync and when Alex finally brought those lips back against hers, Piper thought she died and gone to heaven.
Those lips that possessed her like the devil since they first met hers... She yearned for them to do to her things that were unspeakable.
Ever been kissed so slowly and sensually you thought you'd die?
Well that's what Alex did to Piper if you asked. She made love to the blonde's mouth with lips soft as a sponge and talented tongue. They spoke a language unheard of as if it was their own creation.
And Piper was more than happy to be whisked to another world where nothing else existed. Nothing but the delightful softness of those lips and warmth of tongue.
When Alex pushed her down on the bed, she bounced on the queen sized mattress, breathless with swollen lips.
Then she watched as Alex stripped out of her robe and underneath, she wore black boy shorts and she was braless with a navy blue Columbia t-shirt.
That's how she was sprawled on this empty bed like a goddess just a few hours ago – Piper thought.
The wave of nervousness rushed back. This was really happening. Piper felt exposed, raw and aching. She wanted this. She just never knew how much.
As if reading her thoughts, Alex stripped out of the shirt too and tossed it behind her, revealing everything underneath.
The best part, she wasn't even a little bit self-conscious like Piper had been.
Piper gaped.
Her breasts, God, they were beautiful. They were every man's wet dream and ever porn stars' wish. Except hers were real.
Her stomach, beautiful and toned.
Simply put, Alex has the body of a fucking goddess.
But that's not what had Piper gaping and drooling like a damn dog.
Alex was glowing in the darkness. Literally.
She was the definition of art. She was captivating.
All of her tattoos were amazing but the one that took Piper's breath away was the UV tattoo of a blossom tree.
Beautiful light brown branches made a pattern across Alex's stomach to her back. Peach and pink flowers dotted on the branches and they weren't all together. They were scattered all around. As if each branch meant something.
It was beautiful. And glowing.
"Wow." Piper breathed.
Alex looked up at her as she touched the patterns of the branches.
"Can you see it in daylight?" Piper asked.
Alex shook her head. "No. Not really." She replied. "Only under certain light and in the dark."
"That's so beautiful." Piper said.
Then she begin tracing the others. The roses on Alex's forearms, the roman numbers on her shoulder blade, the tribal on her wrist... All of them.
"What do they mean?" She asked.
She couldn't help her curiosity.
Alex smiled. She climbed on top of the blonde and pushed her down on the mattress again. Her wild blonde hair sprawled on the soft pillows like the queen that she is and Alex swore she's never seen such perfection.
"We can talk about my tattoos all you want, later." She promised.
"Okay." Piper nodded.
And then Alex was kissing her again as if she couldn't get enough, like she was the air she needed to survive.
No one's ever kissed her so breathless or passionately.
Then Alex pulled away and Piper was left with bruised lips, shallow breathing and a swollen pussy that just wouldn't fucking stop thumping or pumping juice.
"Breathe, Piper." Alex smirked with mischief in her eyes.
She grabbed both of Piper's hands and entwined them with hers as she pressed kisses on her chin.
She brought them above their heads on the headboard and kissed Piper's intense jaw.
"I need you to hold onto the headboard completely still." Alex whispered.
Piper cocked her eyebrows with confusion. "Can I touch you?"
"When I say you can. Yes." Alex nodded.
"Is this some kind of Christian Grey kinky shit?" Piper asked. "Because I'm all for kinky baby, but I need to touch you."
Alex's lips cracked into a smile and she shook her head with disbelief.
"What's so funny?" Piper asked.
"You read Fifty Shades of Grey?" Alex raised her eyebrows.
"No. The kinky bastard is all over the fucking Internet." Piper started to explain but Alex was bursting in laughter.
Piper rolled her eyes. "That's so not the fucking point." She said.
"No. It's not." Alex agreed. "But it's still pretty fucking hilarious." She said.
"Asshole."
Alex chuckled before kissing her lips again. "That mouth of yours is going to cost you." She said it as if it was a promise.
Piper couldn't help but feel excited.
"Now, hold onto the headboard." Alex wasn't even asking. She was telling Piper as if she expected her to just obey.
Piper did and something about obeying Alex brought the heat to her cunt to a whole new level of intensity.
"Yes, Mistress Vause."
Alex closed her eyes and said a little prayer in her heart.
Good God. She's perfect.
...
Alex's foreplay was torture and pleasure at its best. Though Piper's hands weren't restrained involuntarily, they might as well have been.
Piper didn't just feel. She watched as Alex possessed her body with her hands and lips in ways no one's ever touched her before.
"Please..." Piper begged.
"What do you want Piper?" Alex asked.
"Everything." Piper whimpered. "Take me. Please."
"Please who?"
"Please, Mistress Vause."
Alex smiled with satisfaction. She swirled her tongue inside Piper's naval then continued her path down to the blonde's center.
"Bend your knees and spread your legs." Alex commanded. "I want to see how wet you are."
"Yes..."
Piper bend her knees but apparently, they weren't spread wide enough so Alex nudged them wider with her knees.
She gasped.
Oh Piper was wet.
"Whoa..." Alex blinked in amazement. "You're soaked." She stroked a finger down Piper's cleft.
Piper moaned. She needed more so she asked.
"More please."
A thumb stroked her clit as two fingers pumped into her and Alex nearly lost her mind as Piper's walls clamped down on her fingers.
"Alex..."
The thumb on her clit stilled to a stop but the fingers were ever more persistent. Piper moaned and whimpered. Her hands were itching to touch, to feel too. But she didn't want this to stop even as she wondered what her punishment would be if she defied Alex's orders.
Then she felt the flick of fingers across her swollen clit. Her hips came off the bed and Piper sobbed frantically as the throbbing sting of pain mixed equally with the pleasure. Her body wracked with a shiver and she thought she might come just from that.
"That was for that mouth of yours..." Alex told her.
And the blonde craved for more. She was held on the very edge of ecstasy until the thought of climax became torture.
"Fuck. You." Piper panted.
Alex smiled as she watched Piper's face flush with arousal. She was so beautiful, it felt wrong to have her like this in her bed. But damn it, if she wasn't soaked too in those shorts she was still wearing.
She did it again just for the hell of it this time and she could hear Piper's racing pulse.
"Make no mistake. That's the plan, sweetheart."
Alex removed her fingers and heard Piper's whimper of loss as she brought her fingers to her mouth. She licked the moisture off her finger with a moan.
"You taste so delicious and I haven't even had you yet." Alex said.
She climbed back on top of Piper and let the blonde have a taste off her tongue.
"Tell me," Alex began.
"Anything." Piper murmured.
"Is this what you pictured?" Alex asked.
"No." Piper replied honestly.
Alex jammed three fingers in her and a gasp hushed out of Piper.
"No?"
"No." Piper moaned as she rocked herself against those fingers, yearning for the sweet release of climax and willing it to come to her in whichever way. The sensation was incredible.
"You're punishing me." Piper rasped. "I never knew that... Oh God! Yes... Jesus fuck! Please don't stop!"
"Knew what?" Alex mused.
"Knew that punishment could feel so good." She managed between thrusting her hips against Alex's hands. She wanted release so much. She wanted a lot of things. She wanted to sob of euphoria and scream of frustration all at the same time.
This was beautiful torture. And she wanted all Alex had to give her and more.
"This isn't punishment, pretty girl," Alex confirmed. "This is me owning you. Your pleasure at my hands, when you come and how. And you will come. Again and again."
All those months she spent teasing her, getting under her skin in every single way possible? Alex planned to get retribution for all those nights she went home enraged with sexual fuel. She planned to dominate Piper Chapman to her satisfaction. And then some.
After all, they had all night.
Alex's fingers intensified to a more rapid motion as her thumb pinched against the sensitive bundle of nerve between the blonde's legs. She clenched and quaked.
"Oh God! Fuck!" Piper's head banged on the headboard as she threw her head back and swallowed hard.
Alex kissed the breath out of her like it was her right.
"Look at me," She commanded.
Their gaze locked and what was in them matched equally. Sharp, short breaths escaped Piper as she fought not to look away.
"Now come."
It was all the encouragement Piper needed. Alex's fingers in her and the command in her voice was all it took.
That was her undoing.
Her walls clenched and she welcomed the sweet relief of release at the hands of her mistress with flushed cheeks, mouth agape whispering her gratefulness in 'thanks you's' as she ride out the waves of a powerful orgasm that shook her to the core.
"Thank you."
Alex brushed her hair and kissed her lips. "I aim to please."
"May I touch you now?" Piper asked.
"Yes."
Piper brought her hands to the brunette's cheeks and brushed her dark hair.
"What you just did with your fingers," Piper flushed pink. She couldn't believe this was happening. Even after that powerful orgasm.
Alex smirked. "What about it?"
"Can you do that with your mouth too?" Piper asked.
Alex laughed. "Oh sweetie," She kissed the palms that rested against her cheeks. "That wasn't even the good part."
"It wasn't?" Piper's eyes widen.
"We have all night to find out, don't we?"
That was the deal. One night to fuck like monkeys and get whatever it is out of their system.
"Can I do you too?" Piper asked shyly.
Alex chuckled. "You don't have to ask."
"I want to please you too." Piper said. "As you know, I'm not much of a pro at this. I just- don't want to disappoint you."
Alex kissed her again. Repeatedly and smiled.
"You won't."
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They ended up collapsing to the welcoming softness of the queen sized mattress, weak limbs entwined between the messy white linen sheets and sweat glistening their bodies.
The room smelled of hot fucking and sweat.
Yum.
"Wow. Good God! Christian Grey has nothing on you." Piper laughed with closed eyes, breathlessly.
Alex tried to laugh too but it came out as a chocking sound because her breathing was so uneven.
"Round two then?" Alex asked.
'Insatiable,' Piper thought as she narrowed her eyes. "Yeah. Just give me a minute to catch up." She said.
They enveloped in a comfortable silence for a few minutes as they cooled down.
Alex brought their entwined fingers to her lips and bit Piper's index finger.
"Ouch." Piper winced.
Alex chuckled. The silence was starting to get annoying anyways.
"What does the salt shaker mean?" Piper asked.
Alex shrugged. "I don't talk about that one."
"What about the Arabic sentence on your rib?" The blonde asked as she traced a glowing tree branch.
There were only three branches so far on the tree filled with peach and pink blossom of ink. It didn't look complete which brought Piper to question what it meant also.
Why only three branches?
"That one?" Alex pointed.
Piper nodded. It was two lines in a language she couldn't even began to try to comprehend even if she wanted to.
And she wanted to. Badly.
So when Alex said the two short lines in Arabic, Piper's eyes widen.
"What does that mean?" She asked.
"It means: I suffered, I learned, I changed. Now I know I never needed you."
Piper cleared her throat. "Wow. Bad break up?" She joked.
Alex chuckled again. "Nope. Just a nobody for a dad." She replied. And it was final.
She didn't sound like she wanted to talk about it so Piper knew when to shut the fuck up.
"How many languages do you speak?" Piper asked.
She knew Alex spoke Russian and now she just learned she speaks Arabic too.
Alex shrugged. "A fuckload?" She said. "More than I should care to know."
"Will you teach me some?" Piper asked.
Alex kissed her cheek. "Sure."
"Great."
"What's with the birds?" Alex asked.
Piper had a bunch of them flying from the back of her neck to her collarbone.
"Second chances, freedom, yaddi-yadda, and all sorts of sappy shit." Piper replied. "The roses are very feminine and I like them but why the fuck would you tattoo a hooker on your arm?"
Alex bit her finger again. Hard.
Piper yelped. "Hey!"
"I told you that mouth of yours was gonna cost you." Alex said. "And excuse me, she's not a hooker. I'd like to think of her as an Egyptian goddess with fascinating stripper attributes, thank you very much."
Piper buried her face in the brunette's neck and she couldn't stop the laughter bubbling in her throat as she sucked at the brunette's pale skin.
That oughta leave a mark.
"You're funny." The blonde complimented.
"Thank you." Alex smiled. "What about the bow-anchor?"
"That one doesn't really have any significance." Piper replied. "What's with the roman numbers?"
"That's Nicky's birthday." Alex answered. "She branded my lips and our initials on her shoulder. It was the least I could do."
"And you're also adorable." Piper teased. "God. What the fuck."
One thing was nagging at Piper's brain though, and it was what Alex said about her dad. She wanted to ask but she didn't want to ruin the moment.
So she went back to the glowing blossom tree with the three branches.
"Can you turn over, please?" She asked. "I wanna see all of it."
Alex lie flat on her stomach with her hands tucked under the pillow beneath her head as Piper traced the entirety of the tattoo.
Goosebumps rise on her pale skin at the feathery touch of Piper's fingers.
"Is it complete?"
Alex shrugged. "I don't know yet."
"Why only three branches, then?" Piper asked, placing a kiss on Alex's shoulder.
"Because I only have three people to care for. They're important to me."
A lump formed in Piper's throat. That was so beautiful and personal.
Even as simple as it was, Alex told her something personal. Maybe the brunette didn't realize it yet, but she was letting Piper in.
"Who are those people?" Piper asked.
"My mom, Nicky and Sadie." Alex replied.
"Who's Sadie?" Piper asked.
"She's an ex-girlfriend."
"Oh?" That took Piper by surprise. She didn't know what to say to that.
"She must've been really special." Piper said. "Doesn't it feel weird to have something so permanent about her on you? Now that you two aren't together anymore?"
Alex shook her her head and moaned as Piper begin to massage her shoulders.
"That feels good. And no, it doesn't feel weird." She said. "Sadie was kind of the first girl I was really with. There were a bunch of girls before her and after her, but she was the first girl I was ever in love with even if we didn't work out."
"Hm," Piper sigh. She didn't know what to make of that. But if she was jealous of this Sadie girl, she didn't hint it. "Are you still in love with her?"
If Alex had hesitated in answering that question, as nonchalant as Piper tried to act when she asked, she didn't know what she would've done.
The brunette shook her head 'no'. "It's been six years." Alex said. "She's my family and I'll always love her. But I'm not in love with her anymore."
Alex turned on her back again and tucked the blonde next to her.
"What happened with your dad?" Piper asked.
Alex huffed. She knew that one was coming.
"And we're doing this." She groaned.
"Doing what?" Piper questioned.
"Talking about me."
"Does it bother you?" Piper asked.
Alex shrugged. "Not really but it doesn't mean I like to."
"Too bad." Piper stick her tongue out to her and like the opportunist Alex is, she used it to her advantage.
She pulled the blonde into a breathless kiss that set her lungs on fire and sent all the blood in her head rushing to her cunt.
"Just so you know, we're still talking about it." Piper murmured.
Alex pouted. "That kiss wasn't very effective, was it?"
Piper kissed the brunette's nose then her lips again in a peck. "Oh, it was plenty effective. I just have a very great memory."
"I don't have a dad as far as I'm concerned." Alex sighed. "Just this stranger my mom tried to protect me from my whole life by lying and pretending he was somebody so he wouldn't break my heart like he did hers. And I never understood why as a kid." She explained. "I used to think it was my fault because I had to be pretty damn disappointing for him to disappear before I was even born. I met him once when I was seventeen and in the first five minutes I spent in his presence, he failed to be anything to me at all. He even failed at being a stranger. He could be dead as we speak for all I know because since that day, I shed a single tear over him, said my goodbye to the image I painted of him as a little girl and never cared to talk about him or even try to remember him until now."
"Hence the tattoo." Piper nodded her understanding with a sigh. "Well, I feel like shit."
She couldn't understand how a parent could abandon a child. Cause what the fuck? They're innocent and they never asked to be born.
"Did you at least punch him in the face?" Piper asked.
Alex laughed. "No. I didn't." She replied. "But now that you mentioned it, I kinda wished I did. Then again, I also wished I never met the fucker."
"This is a sad world full of shit and dick face." Piper told her. "So what you got the wrong end of the deal? You're still pretty fucking amazing, so I say you're better off."
"It's not fair." Alex pouted.
"What's not fair?" Piper asked.
"I hate people but for some stupid reason, I really like you, Chapman."
"Well, I kinda like you too, Vause." Piper smiled. "Now, what about your mom?"
As soon as Piper asked about Alex's mom, she watched as this glow entered the brunette's eyes.
"My mom's everything." Alex replied.
She wasn't gonna go into details about how her mom gave up her dreams of becoming a rock star and had her instead at a very young age even when the asshole that impregnated her left and her family disowned her. She wasn't gonna talk about how her mom worked three jobs tirelessly to support her either. Or about how many times they had to move because her mom couldn't make ends meet.
That's all in the past.
So Alex just summarized it up to something simpler.
"It's always been me and my mom. And for the longest time, we had nothing. Even though it was hard a lot of the time, it was okay because we had each other."
She was smiling and her green eyes were bright in the glow of the little lamp light.
Jesus. If she cried, Piper didn't know what she would do.
"Together we are infinite, my mom and I."
She did it.
The dam broke and tears rushed to Piper's eyes because she knew Alex didn't mean 'infinite' as though her and her mom couldn't be hurt.
She meant it in the sense that even with all the shitty stuff life threw at them, the feeling of being infinite tuned out some of the shitty stuff. They had each other and that made all the difference.
Kinda like her and Lincoln. But she quickly had to remind herself that this wasn't about her.
This was Alex's story.
"Your mom sounds awesome." Piper admitted. Her tone cracked and she added a laugh to it to hide the tears in her voice.
"Yeah. My mom's everything."
Piper wanted to say that she'd like to meet Diane Vause one day as Alex's mom. But she didn't want to freak Alex out.
"What about you?" Alex asked.
Piper bit her lower lips in that way she does when she's getting anxious. Even though she told Alex about her parent's accident, it didn't mean she was fine talking about them.
Or she didn't think she was fine.
"What about me?" She replied.
"Do you think about how it would've been if your parents were still alive?" Alex asked.
Piper shrugged and Alex placed a kiss on her forehead. "I wonder if they would still be married." She replied.
"Why wouldn't they be?" Alex questioned curiously.
"I think there were other women when my dad was married to my mom." Piper said. "Not like a harem of them. Or maybe there was a harem but I guess that wouldn't have mattered."
"Wouldn't your mother have divorced him?" Alex raised her eyebrows.
Piper laughed. "My mother," She sighed. It's been so long since she's talked about Carole Chapman that the subject of her mother sounded so foreign to her ears.
"Where I'm from, women got married, had cute babies and did what was expected of them. My mother would've never risked being humiliated like that." Piper told her. "She would've stayed. She would've been the classy, boogie, debutante wasp that she was and she would've raised me and my other two siblings to her expectations while rocking Louboutin; popping Xanax or Oxy like tic tacs and sipping gin."
That made Piper laugh.
"My mother was a lot of things but shameful was not one of them."
"Hm," Alex didn't know what else to say. "And your dad?"
"I guess my dad would've been my dad." Piper replied. "He would've loved me like I'm his whole world and he would've taught me not to talk to strangers and not to jump off buses."
"Do you miss him?"
"I miss the idea of him." Piper replied honestly. "But as a person, as my dad, I don't think I know him- well not know him but remember him enough to miss him."
"Does that make you sad?"
"It used to." Piper said. "But it's okay."
Alex tilted the blonde's chin back and pushed her hair out of her blue eyes then she did the sweetest thing that brought tears to Piper's eyes, enough to cure the California drought.
Like a touch of heaven, she kissed the blonde's lips so sweetly, taking away her sadness and replacing it with something much more- something more like warmth and hope, maybe?
Piper shivered at the gesture.
"We don't ever have to talk about any of it if you don't want to anymore." Alex whispered.
Piper swallowed.
Seriously, how amazing is this woman?
The blonde smiled after. "I haven't talked about them in a long time but it doesn't feel painful anymore." She was beaming. "I don't hurt anymore."
"That's good." Alex smiled. "That's really good, Pipes."
Alex buried her face in the blonde's wild hair and swallowed the lump in her throat.
What the fuck was happening?
She doesn't do this. She doesn't do emotions and it's not because she's a sociopath. It's just that emotions means complication.
And Alex Vause doesn't do complications.
Fuck.
But she still likes Piper. And she doesn't like people.
Fuck.
"I would've been different."
Piper's voice brought her back from her thoughts.
"You think so?"
Piper nodded. "Yeah."
"How different?"
"A lot," Piper chuckled. "I guess in a way, I died too in that accident that night." That thought was really deep. Even for her. "The old me died and I reinvented myself in between all the time I spent alone surviving." She explained. "The girl before she lost her parents in the accident would've had her shit figured out more, I guess?" She said. "She would've known what college she wanted to go to. She would've had the rest of her life planned perfectly at the age of twelve. She would know about all that she wants."
"Doesn't this version of you know all that she wants?" Alex asked confusingly.
Piper shook her head. "No." She replied.
"Really?" Alex cocked her eyebrows.
"Really." Piper confirmed. "This version of me knows what she doesn't want, though. Which is a great thing, I guess because on one hand, there's so many other things, you know? Things I think I want but it's not really a necessity. It just would be nice to have. On the other hand, it's the little things that I need I know about."
"How's that any different?" Alex puzzled.
"Want and need are two very completely different things, babe." Piper explained. "The old me would've known what she wants without ever caring about what she actual needs. Like the essential shit that makes us whatever it is we turn into." She continued. "Whereas, this version of myself knows all about the essential shit that are our needs. And wants just become background because what you think you want is not actually what you need."
Alex nodded her understanding. "Aha. I get it when you're not rambling like a maniac."
"You're an a-"
"Oh I dare you." Alex smiled.
Piper knew she would bite her finger again or punish her for it later one way or another.
"You're some kind of something." She said instead.
"Clever," Alex winked. "Now, back to 'wants and needs'."
"Yes?"
"What is it that you need, Piper?" Alex asked.
Piper smiled mischievously as she climbed on top of Alex. She pulled the white linen sheets above their heads and Alex's tattoo glowed. The pattern it created, the tree branches, the peach and pink blossoms, the meaning of it- all of it was so beautiful.
And Piper planned on exploring every single one of Alex's tattoos. Thoroughly.
"What I need right now," She bit and pulled on Alex's lower lip, "is you."
"So round two?" Alex mumbled.
Piper nodded with a chuckle. "Fuck yeah." She whispered.
Alex laughed. She doesn't know why but she couldn't help it.
That blonde truly is something else.
And oh, fun fact about Geminis? They have a fuckload of stamina and they fuck like a closed fist.
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They collapsed on the mattress like they had previously. They breathed unevenly as they basked in the glow of euphoria.
"I like this version of me." Piper uttered breathlessly.
"Why?" Alex indulged her with a raised eyebrow.
"Because the other Piper that died in the accident would've never taken a risk. She followed rules and she was really a good girl." She replied. "This Piper however, she's a risk taker. Rules as obstacles just makes taking the risks that much more fun and worth it." She winked.
Smiling, Alex placed a loud smacking kiss against the blonde's lips and she giggled when Piper tickled her neck.
"I like this Piper too."
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Ha! Finally! This is it guys! Once again your support for this story has been beyond unbelievable so thank you so much! I know I might've made Piper's character a bit OCC in this chapter with the whole tattoo thing but I think it fit for this chapter anyways! I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Leave a review and let me know what you thought. Until next time…