******Author's Note: The idea of Strip Go-Fish! was collaborated upon by a friend of mine and I completely on a lark and helped me write this story. She knows who she is. Thanks for your reviews. I really appreciate them, especially as I get back to writing. Enjoy!******
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Alex sat on the cot barefoot in her panties and sweatshirt and nothing else. "Go fish, Liv." She whispered.
Olivia sighed deeply and pursed her lips. So far, she'd only managed to lose her socks. According to the rules they'd instituted, if she didn't make a pair on the card she drew from the pile, she'd have to take off another article of clothing. She cleared her throat and drew a card. She looked at it. "Shit." She hissed.
Alex gave a slow half smile. "So, what am I going to get, detective?"
Olivia thought for a moment. She took in the young woman across from her. Alex had been on her way to a party, so she had on her red silk and lace party panties. Olivia swallowed hard as her eyes next roamed the expanse of leg that extended from them. She knew Alex was a runner and her legs were long and lean. She let her tongue work the inside of her cheek before exhaling forcefully. "I'm not going to cop out like some of us did." And just like that, Olivia reached for the hem of her burgundy sweater. Normally, she'd have an undershirt on underneath as well as her bra, but she had shed the undershirt before they started playing. She pulled it up over her head and heard Alex make a small gasp. She nodded her head slightly and smiled as she tossed the sweater to Alex.
She was referring to Alex having removed her bra skillfully without taking off her sweatshirt last round. It was Olivia's smug look after having won the hand that made her decide not to take off the sweatshirt. "Well, if I looked that good with my shirt off, perhaps I wouldn't hesitate to remove mine either." Alex flushed having said that out loud. Olivia's body was gorgeous. Alex's pink tongue ran slowly over her lips as her eyes caressed the newly exposed flesh in front of her. She started at the bottom. Olivia's olive skin was drawn tight over the defined muscles of her abdomen. The ridges of muscle flexed and rippled as she moved. The arms looked soft yet strong, same for the shoulders. Olivia's bra clad breasts in front of her made her shift uncomfortably. The swells of flesh visible just above the white cotton of her bra made her mouth water and her mind go fuzzy. Her breathing became heavy. "God, Liv. You're beautiful." She managed barely above a whisper.
Olivia smirked as she watched the normally collected attorney struggle. "Well, if you hadn't used a tactic, I'd be able to make a better judgment call about how you look without a shirt." She reached out and placed her hand softly on top of Alex's foot. "I imagine you're beautiful, too, Alex. How can you not be?" She began to rub slightly.
Alex closed her eyes at the soft touch. "It...it's...uhm, your deal."
Olivia let her hand run up Alex's foot, over her shin and around to her calf. "Are you sure you still want to play this game?"
Alex opened her eyes and immediately locked on warm brown ones. "To which game would you be referring?" She softly chuckled.
Olivia slid her hand up and around and rested it on Alex's knee. She swallowed as she looked in to blue eyes darkened and dilated with desire. "You know. The one where we pretend we can't cut the sexual tension with a knife when we're around each other." She leaned her body in a bit closer to Alex. "The one where we pretend that we don't think about each other when we're...not working." She wet her lips and felt goose bumps rise on her arms as she felt Alex rest her hand on her stomach.
Alex sucked in a breath when she felt the muscles under her hand twitch at her touch. "Oh, that one." Alex began to tremble slightly as she realized what Olivia was admitting.
Olivia placed her warm hands on either side of Alex's face. "The one where I pretend I won't go crazy if I don't do this." She pressed her lips lightly to Alex's. The kiss was short, sweet and soft. "The one where I pretend I don't want you or need you." She stroked Alex's cheeks with her thumbs. "I'm done playing that game, Alex. How about you?"
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Alex's head was spinning. Olivia's kiss and words had left her completely undone. She knew she should speak. That there were words she should say. Words were how she earned her living. And yet, only one filled her mind. "Liv." She breathed the word softly and her fingers lightly danced up Olivia's torso from their previous position on her stomach. She wrapped long elegant fingers around the back of Olivia's neck. She looked deeply in to eyes the color of strong coffee. Suddenly one other word entered her mind. "Done." Then she pulled the brunette's mouth to hers and flexed her fingers in to the detective's baby soft hair.
This kiss was in stark contrast to the first one. It was almost frantic, a desperate exploration of lips, teeth and tongues. The force with which Alex pulled her towards her caused Olivia to lose her balance and press against the blonde a little. Olivia groaned at the press of the blonde's body. She felt a tightening in her belly as she felt the blonde's body against her.
Alex found herself once again trembling with the rush of emotions and sensations she was feeling. She met Olivia's tongue with hers. She caressed the warm, wet silk that was Olivia's tongue with her own. She felt an answering warmth and wetness flood her own body further south and she moaned softly.
When breathing became an issue, Liv pulled back with a series of smaller kisses and rested her forehead against Alex's. "Wow. Guess that was a long time coming, huh?"
Alex panted. "I'll say." She wetted her lips and swallowed a couple times. She combed her fingers through the soft chestnut locks. "There's so much I want to say...but it appears my brain is AWOL. You were so eloquent."
"You can write me a sonnet later." Liv gave a half smile. "Right now, guess you'll have to find other ways to express yourself, won't you?" She had been bracing them in a half sitting position with her arms. In a fluid motion she pressed against Alex a little more and lowered herself until Alex was lying down on the cot.
Feeling Liv's body pressed against hers did nothing to clarify her thought. Alex complied with the silent request and laid back. With Liv's face hovering over hers, she snaked her arms around her and gently stroked the flesh of her lower back. "Poetry later. Need you now." She lifted her head enough to capture the detective's full lips in another fiery kiss.
Liv quickly opened her mouth against the press of Alex's delicate tongue. As the kiss intensified, she insinuated a denim-clad thigh in between Alex's. She grinned against the blonde's kiss-swollen lips when she felt Alex squirm against the rough fabric. Inspired by Alex's reaction, Liv's fingertips began a slow journey from Alex's face to the hem of her sweatshirt.
Alex's body was alive under Liv's touch like she had never been before. Her hips began a gentle rhythm against the strong thigh. She felt Liv hesitate at her sweatshirt, which suddenly felt impossibly cumbersome and heavy. "Yes, Liv. Please...put your hands on me."
Liv's throat went dry with the desperate words of her lover. She only nodded, pulled back and helped remove the offending garment. She locked eyes with Alex, who smiled shyly now naked save for a pair of red silky lace panties.
Alex reached out gently and grabbed Liv's hand. It was warm and strong and soft in hers. She placed it gently over her breast, briefly closed her eyes and drew in a quivering breath. When she opened her eyes, she was met with brown ones filled with desire and awe.
"You're gorgeous, Alex." Olivia began a gentle massage of the flesh under her palm. She felt the excited nipple grow even harder under her touch.
Alex's body arched up in to Liv's. Her hips bucked. Her panties were soaked past the point of usefulness and only provided a barrier between her and Liv that was increasingly impossible to bear. Alex worked her hands around to the front of Liv's jeans and released the button and zipper.
Liv hissed her pleasure as she felt the nimble fingers brush lightly against her heated flesh. She leaned in and captured Alex's lips in a quick but sound kiss. "I think I'm a little overdressed." With that she hopped quickly off the small cot and slid her jeans and panties over her hips and down her lean legs in one motion. She kicked them both uselessly to the floor and made short work of her bra as well.
For a moment, Alex was paralyzed at the sight before her. Liv was truly a bronze goddess. Detective Olivia Benson, previously only of her fantasy world, now stood a few feet away in all her naked glory. Her mouth hung open and eyes were wide. "Oh my God, Liv. You're...amazingly beautiful." Her hands flew instinctively to her own panties and quickly discarded them. "Come here." She opened her arms to Liv.
As Liv climbed back in to her arms, the feel of flesh on flesh was overwhelming. Liv made a growl in the back of her throat. She had never felt anything softer, warmer or more like silk than the skin that now fully pressed against the length of her.
Alex gasped as Liv pressed her breasts against hers and their excited nipples brushed. "Liv!" She cried out. This was sweet torture. She needed more. She needed more now. "Please."