Author's Note: I couldn't keep up my enthusiasm for this story without you guys, thanks so much for your reviews. At my forum, Babydykecate's Images for her SVU Fanfic, you can find a link to a pic of Marquesa's dress. Cate.
Olivia smells of gin, espresso, and allspice; Casey muses as she slowly awakens from a lovely dream about Olivia. She turns gently in Olivia's arms to find Olivia looking straight at her.
"Good morning Casey," Olivia says with a smile. "Any regrets?" she asks slightly hesitantly.
"You're joking, right?" Casey says as she leans in for a kiss. Mid-kiss, the telephone by the bed begins to ring.
"You're not answering it," Casey mumbles into the kiss.
"I had no intention of doing so," Olivia says as she runs her hands along Casey's muscular back. The phone soon relents.
As the kiss ends, Casey flips Olivia on her back and straddles her.
"Did you forget about our bet?" asks Casey, her eyebrow raised.
"Most certainly not," Olivia replies quickly.
"Good," Casey replies. She runs her tongue between Olivia's breasts, and then goes to teasing Olivia's nipples. While Olivia is completely distracted, Casey hooks her fingers in Olivia's boxers and yanks them off.
"Hey, you don't play fair," Olivia mock whines, thoroughly turned on by Casey's assertiveness.
"I never play fair in the bedroom, Liv."
Casey slowly traces the path to Olivia's center. As she hits just below Olivia's belly button, the phone rings again.
"Fuck off," Olivia laughs as she knocks the phone off the bedside table. Casey has been doing her part to convince Olivia not to answer, her tongue darting lower and lower, yet not quite…
There… Casey's tongue flicks the bud hard. Then Casey raises her head, locking her eyes with Olivia. A sexy smirk crosses her face.
"Casey… Please?"
"If you insist," She replies. Her tongue once again finds Olivia's throbbing clit. She twists it in circles, pressing deep into Olivia. She goes faster and faster… Her teeth drag roughly over the bud, as Olivia begins to convulse at last. She continues circling Olivia's clit until Olivia's eyes stop fluttering and her breathing slows again.
"Damn, Casey."
"I know," Casey says smugly. Olivia laughs and pulls Casey against her. Bare skin against skin, melding into one.
The women walk casually into work, as if they just stopped for coffee before work. They have a new ease in their banter, unnoticeable by all but the closest of observers.
"I'll see you later, Liv. Have a good day."
"Alright, you too Casey. Remember, no more subpoenaing Hoover."
"You tell a girl one small thing about you and she never lets you forget it," Casey says with a laugh. "Be safe. Bye."
"Bye."
As the day goes on, Casey is never far from Olivia's mind. Olivia is just finishing paper work at her desk, when a flash of crimson catches her eye. Silk ripples and swirls around Marquesa's ankles as she strides into the squad room.
"Oliv-via. I haven't been able to get a-hold of you," whines Marquesa, "Where you with that colorblind flirt?"
Olivia forcefully leads Marquesa away from her colleagues' prying ears.
"What the hell Marquesa?" Olivia fumes. "You can't just show up at my work whenever I don't answer the phone."
"I'm sorry, 'Liv-via," Marquesa says in a little girl voice, batting her eyes. Before Olivia realizes it, Marquesa has her hands all over Olivia.
"What can I do to make it up to you, Oliv-via?"
At that perfect moment, Casey comes through the door.
"Liv?" Casey half-yells; shock, anger and hurt playing in her voice.
Olivia breaks away from Marquesa and follows the fleeing Casey.
"Casey, I promise it's not what you think... Casey, please?"
Olivia finally grabs a hold of Casey's shoulder, "Casey, listen to me, damn it."