Links to images, inspirations, and songs relating to this fic; can now be found at my forum, Babydykecate's Images for her SVU Fanfic. Links for this chapter include a pic of Casey's knickers and 2 pics of the pink dahlia flower. Thanks for your lovely reviews, while Marquesa isn't in this chap, she'll be back soon enough. And she might get a little romance... Cate.
Olivia lazily leans against the door frame of Casey's neighbor, as she watches Casey struggle with the door. She admires the way the silk curves around Casey's ass. The deep plunge exposes Casey's creamy back, the muscles flexing as she forces the key into the lock.
"Are you sure you don't need any help?" Olivia asks again. As much as she is enjoying the view, she wouldn't exactly mind going into the apartment.
"I said I could do it, didn't I?" Casey replies, slightly annoyed. With one final shove, she gets the door open. "There, see?"
"You're a magician, Casey," Olivia says, as she covers Casey's neck with kisses.
"Olivia, you'd be a dead goose for mocking me…" Casey sighs, "If that didn't feel so damn incredible."
Olivia puts a finger to Casey's lips, before kissing her hard. As she kisses Casey, she thrusts their bodies thru the doorway. She kicks the door shut as she shoves Casey against the wall. As her hands explore Casey's waist and shoulders, she finds a strap in her way. She hurries to pull the purse off Casey, throwing it to the floor; desiring starting to affect her. As her hands reach Casey's breasts, she pauses.
"Casey, why aren't you wearing a bra?"
"It got your attention, didn't it?" she smirks, "Besides, now it can't slow us down."
"I have to admit, I like the way your mind works," Olivia says with a sexy grin.
"Olivia, stop staring and act," Casey says, bringing Olivia's hand to her breast. "I'm not some bloody statue to admire." Olivia can't help but agree.
The silk slides under Olivia's fingers as she circles Casey's nipple. The next time their lips meet, Casey tugs on Olivia's tux jacket.
"Liv… Jacket. Off. Now," Casey says impatiently. The two make quick work of the jacket, bow tie, and the first three buttons of Olivia's dress shirt. As she returns to running her tongue along Casey's collarbone, Casey takes Olivia's hand to her dress strap, and Olivia slowly (much too slowly for Casey's liking) tugs down the straps, to reveal lustrous, pale décolleté. Not long after Olivia has rolled Casey's soft rose pink nipples in her mouth, she finds Casey has moved her hand to the sole button keeping the dress stretched taunt across Casey's ass.
As Olivia slips the button through its hole, she admires the delicate pink silk knickers that hug Casey's firm derriere. Olivia slides her hands under the top of her knickers. Her hands grip Casey's ass, nails digging into her soft flesh. Casey pops the final buttons on Olivia's shirt, yanking it down. She undoes the bra's hook and eye, her month quickly finding Olivia's husky brown nipple. With careful maneuvering, she manages to keep her tongue teasing Olivia, as she reaches down and takes off Olivia's tux pants.
"Olivia, I do believe you were expecting to get some," Casey says as she gives Olivia a brief reprieve, responding to the shorted guy's boxers that have been worn to the point of sheerness.
"I plead the 5th," Olivia responds as she kisses Casey, their tongues dancing roughly.
Olivia finally realizes the wall may not be the best place to fuck when a bed is ready and willing. Olivia pulls Casey to her bedroom, never completing relinquishing her grasp of Casey's supple body. The cream fluffy feather cover curls around Casey's curves as Olivia hovers above her.
"Still want me?" Olivia asks.
"God yes, Liv. Now hurry up, will you?"
With that, Olivia relieves Casey of her knickers, one forceful tug at a time (as if to some imaginary jazz beat). Casey was beautiful, like a dew-covered pink dahlia flower. Her swollen clit, a deep blushing pink. She almost laughs at the cuteness of Casey- when she drags her finger over Casey's sodden core; Casey points her toes like a ballerina. When her hand disconnects from Casey's heat, Casey's hips shoot up in the air, pleading for Olivia to enter her again.
"Liv…" Casey utters in a flustered, yet warning tone. With her urging, Olivia brings her mouth to Casey's raised hips, as she clutches Casey's ass in her hands, pushing Casey's hips hard against Olivia. Her tongue circles her clit slowly at first, then faster and faster; as her nails deep in Casey's backside. Then she drags her teeth against the hard bud. Casey begins to shutter, as Olivia continues to circle and nip her clit. Adding a finger at the last minute, Olivia feels Casey contract around it.
"Li…v…" Casey barely manages, overwhelmed.
Casey looks unbelievably sexy with her hair strewn wildly across the sheets, her eyes dilated, as she tries to remain focused on Olivia's. She half closes her eyes and arches her back. Olivia can tell she's exhausted, but Casey still reaches to pull down Olivia's boxers.
"Casey, there's all the time in the world for that. Sleep in my arms?"
"I can't think of anything better. You know, you're not allowed to leave the house without convulsing with me inside you."
"I wouldn't dream of it, Casey."
Olivia encircles Casey's waist possessively, her other hand resting on her hip. Casey nuzzles her shoulder, before tucking her head into Olivia's chest. Olivia watches Casey fall asleep, marveling at the angel in her arms.
Author's note: Ok folks, sorry if anything was unrealistic or whatever. I'm a virgin, so everything I know about sex comes from TV and Fanfic :).