A/N: Allegretto = moderately fast.
Third Movement: Allegretto
Drawn to the only light in the house as it spilled out into the hallway, Olivia closed her eyes and consciously tried to bring her heart rate back down to a more manageable level. But as she leaned against Natalia's bedroom doorframe, her chest expanding and contracting in profound expectancy, Olivia found her temperature rising once again as she watched Natalia walk into the room wearing her all too perfectly fitted, periwinkle cocktail dress.
They'd had an unforgettable evening together, hosting a semi-annual gala at the Beacon. It was one of the larger events in Springfield and Natalia had worked her fingers to the bone arranging every seemingly minute detail. Olivia, for one, could not remember the last time an event in Springfield actually went off without a hitch, but tonight's gala was absolutely perfect and she knew it was because of Natalia's dedication. Her guests were pleased, the funds raised were astronomical, and Natalia simply radiated with pride the entire evening over what she'd accomplished and that, above all, made Olivia happy.
Still glowing from a job well done and yes, perhaps a little champagne, Natalia practically pranced over to her dresser to remove her jewelry for the night. She looked back at Olivia with a jovial smile as she unhooked her earrings and gushed on and on about the party and how thrilled she was that everything had fallen into place exactly as she'd planned.
"It was…amazing," Olivia said from the door, offering her a love-struck smile in return. "You were amazing," she clarified.
"Me? Oh, no. I don't think so," Natalia said, shaking her head. Holding onto the edge of the dresser, Natalia leaned over and peeled off her shoes then tossed them aside. "Everyone was so helpful and none of this would have even been possible if it hadn't been for you."
"Don't be so modest, Natalia. You planned the whole thing," Olivia pressed, still glued to the spot. "You should take some pride in that," she said, choking on whatever she was about to say next when Natalia turned around and slid up to her in the doorway unexpectedly.
"You give me too much credit," she argued, reaching her hands around Olivia's neck and unfastening the diamond-studded necklace for her.
"Only because you don't give yourself enough," Olivia countered with a laugh that she'd hoped would cover up how completely taken she was by Natalia's fingers fiddling with the clasp at the base of her neck.
"Stop," Natalia said, pressing a finger to Olivia's lips and stunning her into silence with a teasing smirk. "We all contributed," she concluded, letting Olivia's necklace slide down into her hands.
Stepping back to the dresser, Natalia lifted the jewelry up to the light and admired the brilliant diamonds that dripped like teardrops from the tiered, white gold chain. Noticing the delicate silver charm at the clasp, engraved with a common female name that was treasured by women everywhere, Natalia looked back at Olivia. "You have such beautiful things, Olivia," she said, the confidence in her voice fading. She knew Olivia was happy with her, but she still wished that she could provide her with more of the things that she was used to having. Olivia had been with men of substantial influence and wealth and Natalia couldn't help but wonder how long it would be until she woke up and decided that she wanted that lavish lifestyle again. It was something that troubled her on occasion, knowing that she would never be able to measure up to those expectations, should they ever arise.
"They're just things, Natalia, and they mean nothing to me," Olivia said, taking the necklace from her and setting it aside. "But you?" She began, stroking the back of her fingertips along Natalia's face until it fell cradled into Olivia's hand. "You're real and you're beautiful and you make me happy" she paused to smile. "You mean the world to me, Natalia," she confessed, coaxing away the woman's momentary doubts.
Natalia whimpered, raising her brows in sweet admiration at Olivia's genuine tenderness. "Olivia…" she cooed in awe as she drew the woman she loved into a kiss and then pulling back to take all of her in. Tilting her head to the side, Natalia looked into Olivia's eyes and pondered her relationship with this amazing woman. She was grateful for everything that they'd shared – even for their history, knowing that the common ground they shared now was really only the beginning of the rest of their lives together. "How did I ever get to be so blessed?" Natalia asked, letting her concerns melt under Olivia's gentleness before leaning in and kissing her again.
Olivia's heart twisted uncomfortably at Natalia's honest comment that was somehow, strangely about her, but soon found herself being ripped away from her insecurities as Natalia tentatively but willfully kissed her again and again. She thought about the times before tonight, when she had been too afraid to touch or hold Natalia too dearly for fear of overwhelming her, but then, as Olivia finally allowed herself to touch the small of Natalia's back and bring her closer, her temperature rose like a cartoon thermometer about to burst at its apex with fictional red mercury. Her heartbeat came faster and harder as hot-blooded desire flowed wildly through Olivia's veins, and she carefully filtered every drop into every new kiss that she bestowed upon Natalia.
Smiling between their playful, though controlled kisses, Natalia felt Olivia's pulse increase in beats per second beneath the soft pads of her fingertips and was completely enthralled by Olivia when the woman initiated one impassioned and dangerously intoxicating kiss after another. She didn't think she'd had that much to drink at the Beacon, but she could swear that Olivia's kiss was making her head spin as though she were drunk. She wanted a minute to step back and make sure that she wasn't going crazy but Olivia did not avail her such an opportunity. Stunned by what she was feeling, Natalia fell back against the dresser behind her and if she hadn't been spinning before, she certainly was the second Olivia used that dresser to her advantage and gently pressed herself against Natalia.
Fueled by her own heady desire, Olivia threaded her hands into Natalia's hair and kissed her in ways that she had only dreamed of doing before. She pushed her way into Natalia's awaiting mouth and reveled in the taste of her sweet, deceptively innocent tongue as it hungrily tugged and played with her own. She delighted in Natalia's receptive embrace and what it meant to have her petite and delicate form cling to her as though she might die if Olivia let go. Whenever they parted for the briefest of moments, Natalia immediately seized Olivia back for another vertiginous kiss, confirming time and time again that she wanted Olivia as much as Olivia wanted her.
Natalia's hands were so small and mindful of Olivia that when they traveled up into her hair or down the front of her suit jacket, Olivia could barely feel anymore than a whispering of her touch; a hint of what was to come. It wasn't until those same quiet hands began to unbuckle the belt around her suit jacket so that she could slide the garment down her arms and to the floor that Olivia realized just how deliciously sneaky Natalia could be when she really wanted something. Encouraging their intimate bond one step further, Natalia draped an arm around Olivia's neck and pushed Olivia off of her, walking her backwards until Olivia nearly tripped and fell into bed when she felt the foot of it against the back of her legs. Barely catching her, Natalia flashed Olivia a coy smile freckled with dimples and laughed. She opened her mouth to speak, but before she could, Olivia cut her off with a sharp nip at her neck followed by a slow lick along Natalia's steadily pulsing jugular.
Natalia's pathetic sighs were equally matched by Olivia's near desperation to be with her, and Natalia's careful undressing of Olivia only served to render her more and more helpless as their mouths and bodies clashed and bowed as one. Olivia pinched then pulled the zipper of Natalia's dress down the length of her back, leaving her spine exposed to the chilled air and Olivia's wandering hands. She explored the blank canvas that was Natalia's perfect back, admiring and adoring her completely as she considered how amazing it made her feel to touch Natalia's skin. Never in a million years would she have believed that the intimacy she felt with this woman would far exceed anything she'd ever dreamed of or had ever experienced before tonight, but as the light fabric of Natalia's dress barely clung to her shoulders and an inviting bed waited for them behind her, Olivia started to believe that maybe, just maybe there really was a God. She thrilled in the fact that despite knowing what was inevitably going to happen, Natalia didn't waver, didn't stop, and didn't run. She returned every kiss with as much passion as Olivia and though her hands were perhaps unsure and overtly cautious about what they were doing and where it would lead them, Natalia's hushed and frustrated moans as she fumbled with the buttons of Olivia's blouse suppressed any and all doubts Olivia might have had.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Olivia double-checked. She was both frightened and enamored when her blouse floated effortlessly down to the floor, realizing that if Natalia answered her question the way she hoped she would that there would be absolutely nothing standing in her way of finally showing Natalia just how much she loved her.
"Yes," Natalia answered, taking her lover's face into her hands and kissing her. "I love you, Olivia, and I want you to know…" her voice faded as her eyes followed her hand up to Olivia's bare shoulders, down her arm, and then curling it around her back. Looking up at Olivia, in awe of her beauty and how treasured it made her feel to behold it, Natalia pulled her into a deep and unyielding kiss. She pressed herself tightly against Olivia and lowered her lips to her neck, feeling every reaction, every heartbeat, and every gasp that escaped the woman whenever she touched or kissed her skin just so.
Olivia couldn't believe that this was actually, finally going to happen. She'd wanted it for so long that it nearly became legend, and she'd even psyched herself out of having Natalia so intimately before, but she was not going to be the one to falter this time. She was ready and before she was even given the chance to figure out what was supposed to come next, Natalia one-upped her again by letting her dress fall off of her shoulders as she pulled Olivia back onto the bed, kissing her over and over again and encouraging Olivia to crawl her way on top of her.
Natalia had never looked more alluring than she did now, waiting for Olivia, eyes dark, and her fingers nervously toying with the lacey strap of her bra. She'd planned for this, Olivia mused. And knowing that Natalia had been the one to schedule tonight's exclusive engagement at the Beacon and Emma's slumber party well over a month ago, she'd been waiting for this evening alone together for a long time.
"You're so beautiful," Natalia whispered, breaking Olivia's concentration.
"What?" Olivia asked, half-smiling and half in disbelief of what she'd heard.
Natalia chuckled, sat up, and brushed her fingers along Olivia's cheek and into her hair. Kissing her softly, her hands unhurriedly traveled down to Olivia's pencil skirt to undo the buttons so that Olivia could step out of it. Tucking her nose between the tickling strands of Olivia's hair, Natalia tossed the skirt over the side of the bed as she playfully kissed and nipped upon Olivia's neck. "You're beautiful, Olivia," she repeated, this time just below her ear so that there would be no mistake as to what she'd said and to whom she'd said it.
It was almost too much. It wasn't as if it were the first time that someone had told Olivia that she was beautiful, but it had never meant as much as it did coming from Natalia, and she wasn't sure if she could handle a love that boundless.
Sensing Olivia's fears and insecurities creeping back, Natalia attempted to alleviate them with ever-teasing flicks of her tongue over Olivia's lips between kisses. "Relax, Olivia," she pleaded, biting her chin suddenly and giggling, which finally prompted a laugh from Olivia. "It's just me," she reassured, petting her. "And you know me better than anyone."
"I know," Olivia said, smiling though not convincing herself or Natalia that she wasn't completely terrified of what was about to transpire between them. "I want this too," she said as Natalia kissed her cheek, forehead, and lips.
"Then come to me," Natalia urged, wrapping her arms around Olivia and pulling her down. "I promise," she said, sighing when the woman began to nudge her nose along her neck and chest before covering her with adoring, crescendoing kisses. "I will take care of you," she breathed, holding onto Olivia and gasping at the sensation of the other woman's lips and hands exploring every detail of her. "I love you," she said, slowly allowing her legs to open and moaning softly when Olivia settled between them.
Olivia was lost in the labyrinth of her desire, and the sensation of Natalia's leg desperately curling itself around Olivia to bring her closer was enough to send her right back to the ER for another heart transplant. And before Olivia could catch on to what Natalia was doing behind her back, the clasp of her bra came undone and Natalia's poised fingers danced their way across the lightly embroidered edging of her lingerie, pulling it away and then carefully setting it aside. Olivia whimpered into their kiss when Natalia finally touched her, the contact so uniquely intimate as the woman's gentle hand reshaped itself around the perfect curve of her breast.
Watching Olivia's reaction as she fingered the delicate flesh, Natalia sunk lower beneath Olivia until she was able to take her into her mouth. She kissed and revered Olivia as her hips pitched up against her, wanting the woman she loved to feel and relish every astonishing jolt between them.
"Oh God," Olivia beseeched, completely breathless and defeated by the waif of a woman that she'd fallen in love with and who now was determined to give her heart failure. Unable to control the wild impulses she felt around Natalia any longer, the passionate tenacity that Olivia Spencer was known for came bursting through the floodgates and electrified every atom of her being. She seized Natalia, rolled onto her back, and yanked the girl on top of her. She kissed an eager Natalia fiercely and with every brazen moan that passed between them, Olivia grasped Natalia's back and hips, guiding her until the friction igniting between them made her hot, wet, and carnal for more.
Natalia arched into Olivia's touch, encouraging Olivia to push their limits and love her in ways she never could have even imagined without feeling a hot shiver run straight through her core. She was already close to drowning under the weight of her own desperation, but with every lascivious touch, every flick of Olivia's tongue, or every smoldering glare the woman shot at her before she made her feel something else new and spectacular, Natalia found herself silently praying in her father's native tongue for the strength to survive and for Olivia to never, ever stop loving her.
"Ah!" Natalia gasped as Olivia's thigh pressed up against her center. Her eyes cinched closed and she fell on top of Olivia, sealing them together with a kiss. "Olivia," Natalia pleaded breathlessly as she fell onto her side and pulled her lover back towards her. Gazing up at her in total adoration, Natalia breathed quietly and then licked her lips, wanting to give herself to Olivia completely. She ran her hand down Olivia's arm, watching herself as she did so before looking back at her once their fingers were laced together. Squeezing Olivia's hand that lay resting upon her thigh, Natalia leaned up and kissed Olivia before lowering her lips to her ear. "Touch me," she whispered, shifting uncomfortably beneath her and positively dying from the anticipation humming between her legs. "Please…"
Biting her lip to hold back her declaration of total commitment to Natalia and renouncement of everything she had ever known previously, Olivia slowly shifted her fingers up the inside of Natalia's silken thigh, feeling and watching every reaction in Natalia's eyes as she waited for Olivia to touch her. Natalia's breath quickened into short, sinful gasps and her grip around Olivia's back intensified exponentially until Olivia's fingers slid between her legs.
"Oh Olivia," Natalia whimpered, her eyes closing and her mouth falling open as she slid lower into the bed so that she could feel Olivia's fingers against her more completely.
Olivia nuzzled into the crook of Natalia's neck and tenderly kissed the stretched tendons and pulsating veins while the woman beneath her struggled to not come undone at the seams. "Is this okay?" She asked.
"Yes," Natalia whispered, straining to control her unexpectedly ravenous reactions of just how amazing Olivia made her feel. "God, yes," she moaned, her voice becoming gravelly and heavy as she discovered sexual excitements she didn't even think existed before Olivia. Natalia slipped further and further away from her comfort zone, but instead of being afraid or panicking while standing on the brink of a newfound ecstasy, Natalia effortlessly let herself go. Eyes pleading with Olivia to stay with her and love her no matter what the consequences of tonight led to in the morning, Natalia put her complete trust in Olivia and relinquished her entire being to the woman she adored.
Olivia tried to suppress her lustful moans, but as Natalia tensed and relaxed around her fingers and as she gradually felt more and more in tune with satisfying Natalia's cravings, Olivia's eyes fluttered closed so that she could truly just feel what it meant to make love to someone. The atomic energy circulating the room was devastating enough to make the Earth self implode, and even though Natalia wasn't even touching her, Olivia had never felt more connected to another person in her entire life.
It wasn't until Natalia's nails sank into Olivia's back like talons as she panted and cried in reckless abandon did Olivia realize what she'd done and how intoxicatingly empowering Natalia's climax was for her. She held onto Natalia, riding the currents of her bliss right along with her until it ebbed slowly and the woman she loved encircled her body and clung to her helplessly.
Hearts beating furiously and their breath hot and weathered, the women lay silent and intertwined in bed. Moments passed like hours as they slipped in and out of consciousness, but then when Natalia's curiosity was reignited by a fleeting fantasy that prompted her to slide back on top of Olivia and giggle into her ear, the metronome preserving Olivia's life picked up the pace as she gratefully realized that their evening was far from over.