Chapter Seven

Alex and Piper spent the next two weeks holding one another. It was by some unspoken rule, they weren't separate for more than a few hours and they touched. They touched anytime they could. Piper worked from home and canceled some appearances. Alex used Raven as a go between and pretty much stayed in the apartment or workshop with Piper.

It was snowing on Valentine's Day and Piper attempted to make her Mom's baked Ziti. She was on the phone with her for most of the time she was cooking and she caught Alex sitting in the light of the window, watching her. Piper closed the oven, got off the phone with her mother and stripped as she walked to her wife.

Alex blinked some and pushed her glasses up. Piper could tell Alex was emotional...that watching her talk with her mother hand touched a few raw nerves...and she wanted to comfort her.

"You do look so hot cooking, but really I was-" Alex started to say as she pushed the cushion she was clutching down and started to rise.

Piper shook her head and once she reached her, she pushed her back down gently. Piper then straddled her wife as she reclined against the cold glass of the window. It was dark out already and she knew the glass was tinted on the outside..yet it was thrilling to be exposed on her lap.

"I know what you were doing...I also know we are adults that pay professionals lots of money to help us process things...mine told me that I worry too much about setting off a ...trigger," Piper said softly. Alex winced slightly at the word and brought her arms up to hold Piper closer. She looked at Piper with love in her eyes and waited.

"I have wanted to straddle you in front of this window and thought about it way too many times while on the phone with my mother. I am pretty sure I missed a few ingredients for that complicated sauce," Piper smiled as she said it. Alex smiled as well.

"I also bought a small cake. I thought we could light a candle on it for your mom. It's her birthday today right?" Piper asked softly. She saw Alex stiffen before her eyes and the walls go up. Then Piper watched her face as she remembered exactly who it was on her lap.

"Ya know, I forgot you knew that. I'm used to just wining and dining for a night of great sex or avoiding prison valentines...but no matter where we were, you'd always have me call my mom at six her time on her birthday," Alex said in a voice thick with memory and love. Piper knew the only things Alex hated about her felonious occupation was that she couldn't tell her mom and she didn't get to see her as much as she wished. They talked though and wrote letters. Piper had always supported that relationship because she knew it was fundamental to loving Alex. She didn't have a good relationship with her mother so supporting Alex was a way to see how one was supposed to be.

Piper kissed her softly and felt desire blossom more in her body. It started deep in her gut and she just felt the love warm her. Alex decided she liked her wife naked on her lap and moved her hand down her back to grab Piper's left ass cheek. Alex squeezed it, grabbing the flesh and using it to pull Piper closer. Piper moaned on her lips and shamelessly started to grind her sex against Alex.

The need to breathe forced their lips apart and they both drew a ragged breath tangled in one another's long hair. Alex reached up and took Piper's hair in her left hand bent her head back by it. This motion set off the worst kind of need in Piper. She never liked it if a guy did it. Just Alex...just Alex did it the way that made Piper nearly spend herself with lustful joy. Alex kissed down her neck and started to suck her right nipple with sweet abandon. Piper brought her hands to Alex's head and laced her fingers in the softness, removing her glasses with practice, placing them beside them on the small table that held her love's kindle.

They made love there, before the window as it started to snow again. Piper had been pressed against the cold glass and made to scream out her orgasm over and over. Her wife had left her thoroughly ravished. Somehow, Alex heard the timer on the stove and was able to take the ziti out. She returned to Piper while it cooled enough to set up and brought a cold bottle of water.

Their clothes litered the living room floor and of course, Chaucer was curled up on Piper's sweater. Alex brought a blanket over from the couch and cuddled with her. Piper would always get cold after her breathing returned to normal.

"I don't think I'll ever tire of this...of us. Even when we fight..and we will fight again, I want you," Alex murmured against her ear.

"You used to end fights by seducing me...or I would do it to you. I think most young relationships do that...and it has some merit. I mean especially if it is a stupid fight, probably hormonal-" Piper theorized but forgot her words as she nuzzled under Alex's ear.

The nuzzle earned her a giggle from Alex...a rare sound that erupts from her divine lips only when she was her most relaxed. "True, but now we fight about way more intense things. We've lived involuntarily with extremely hormonal women and are rather adept at avoiding the small stuff," Alex pointed out. Piper chuckled some agreeing. Reluctantly, they rose and walked in to the bathroom. They cleaned up and got dressed in the clothes they had picked out for dinner. They may not be going out, Alex had said, but she still wanted Piper to dress up for her.

That had really made Piper smile. Piper dressed in her changing area of the closet. She had picked out this elaborate corseted negligee set to wear. It was black and very hard to put on as she also went for the stocking. She knew for a fact that Alex wasn't going to wear stockings because she had checked to make sure. Her wife could Rockabilly the fuck out of some high heels and stockings. One time in Rio, Piper had actually walked into the closet door when she saw Alex in a similar outfit. She was hoping for the same reaction from Alex.

It was their last Valentine's day together as a couple and Alex had taken her to Rio for a business trip. She had a big meeting with Fahri and some higher ups in the organization earlier in the week and had convinced Piper to join her for the Lover's holiday. She had refused at first, but then realized this meant they would be alone in the city and she may actually get some much needed attention.

The first of the week was just like any other trip. Piper went out shopping by herself and waited on Alex to get off the phone to show her what she got. They ate room service and Piper saw to it that Alex's clothes were taken care of by the hotel staff. It was different though when she went to her meeting. She was nervous but really was trying to play it off. Piper tried not to add to her nerves but she did want to know where she was going to be for the meeting.

"Why do you want to know?"Alex asked. Her tone made Piper think for a moment that she was afraid Piper was wearing a wire. Alex was a bit paranoid when she traveled after she realized some of them had her followed while in Europe.

"I just want to know where to go looking if you don't show up in a few-" Piper began. Alex growled at her and Piper stopped talking. "Did you just growl at me?"

"Yes! Don't start with your bullshit Pipes. I can't tell you where I'm going and if I am not back or you haven't heard from me in like 5 hours, you should go straight to the airport. Understood?" Alex said with a tone that made Piper instantly scared.

"Don't go," Piper begged as she moved to hug her. Alex stepped back and glared at her.

"It is my work. Don't be so dramatic- I'm just being practical. Now, I have to go...we will go out tonight and play I promise," she had said as she sailed out the door. Piper had waited, pacing the room and trying not to worry. She thought more and more about leaving Alex. She didn't sign up to be a housewife in a hotel. She wanted Alex but not the Alex she was becoming.

Two hours almost to the minute she left, Alex returned in great spirits with an expensive bottle of champagne. "It was a gift from Fahri for making him look so damn good. We have all tonight and tomorrow baby- come show me how much you want to be my Valentine," Alex said as soon as she got in to the room. She was dropping her clothing as she walked and Piper turned away angry at first. She had been worried and now Alex was high on the adrenaline and wanted a sex fix. Piper looked back over her shoulder to tell Alex to fuck off and then she saw it.

Her girlfriend was in a tight black negligee with intricate lace panties, garters and silk stockings. Piper had been out of the room shopping when Alex dressed and was taken completely by surprise...both by the stunning woman she was about to fuck and by the closet door she slammed into with her body. It had hurt but Alex's laughter had made her smile.

"What do you expect? No fair wearing that...I can't even...oh fuck, you are amazing," Piper had stammered as she rubbed her sore shoulder...her reaction earned her a bright, confident smile from her Alex and she melted. It was a great Valentine's Day.

Piper emerged from her memory to don her awesome new dress. It was by an up and coming designer, Rebecca Kanen. It was bright like someone had painted a dark canvas with a galaxy of color and cut down the back to show almost everything. The lines were sleek and she felt gorgeous in it. Piper entered the bedroom to see that Alex was already at the dining table.

"I bought some of that wine we had at your mother's, you want a glass first or water?" Alex yelled towards her as she stepped out of the bedroom. Alex was poured a glass for herself.

"Yes please, oh you set the table. MMMM your salad and bread sticks look amazing. Now, don't expect mine to match my mother's trust me, it is some sorta magic she puts in it," Piper explained as she walked over to her wife. Alex was wearing a black tailored suit that Piper knew had to be Ralph Lauren. She turned to reveal she wore no shirt underneath and the jacket was strategically buttoned to show the curve of her woman's breasts with sweet delight. Piper actually licked her lips and almost missed the look of intense awe on her wife's face.

"Piper, you look amazing," she breathed as she held up her wine. It was flattering and it made her blush.

"You too, Al. Damn...we clean up nice," Piper replied and then she kissed her wife. The dinner was good, Piper wasn't happy with the Ziti but her smart wife rattled on and on about it. They ate the cake as dessert and Alex wished her mom a happy birthday. Piper held her hand afterwards and listened as she told a story about making her mom valentine birthday card. She cleaned up and when they retired to the bedroom, they were on their second bottle of wine.

Piper undressed Alex first, then stripped for her as she reclined nude on the bed. Alex almost spilled her wine when she saw what Piper was wearing. She drank the wine like it was water and crooked her finger for Piper to come to her. She did. Piper crawled across the bed, biting her bottom lip and delved into her favorite part of the dessert. Alex was writhing and coming in no time. Piper was ecstatic. Soon, however, her cries of pleasure at pleasing her wife were changed to moans of frustration as Alex teased her on the sybian. She had surprised her by pulling it out and putting Piper on it while still in her outfit. Piper had watched her wife play with herself and tease her with the remote until she was ready to pounce Alex. Her wife's response was to turn the industrial vibrator up to max and send Piper screaming.

They made love again, this time holding each other close and murmuring guttural confessions of love until the wee hours of the morning. Then they fell into a deep sleep that was disturbed by Piper's dream. It had been a long time and she would later think it was the wine, but she dreamt of that damn laundry cart. Dr. Speer would ask her if she had seen any such cart during her visit to Litchfield. Piper would assure her that she didn't but as they shared a warm cab on the way back to her apartment, Piper would recall the cart against the wall in the room where she had been patted down.

The dream was like others she had before...reliving it but everything seemed dingy or vague. She remembered the smell of the laundry, the fear when she realized she was being held down...but mostly the fear that Alex was next. Perhaps it was her own screaming or maybe it was Alex trying to hold her that woke her from her dream, but it took Piper a long time to actually come back to the here and now with Alex. She ended up in the floor against the wall, not far from where Alex had crouched months earlier. Alex was talking to her in a tone Piper was finding to be soothing. She blinked and run her hand up to her face a few times.

Piper looked at Alex and didn't see any bruises or scratches. "Did I hurt you?" she asked.

"No, no...you mainly scratched yourself on your legs, didn't break the skin though...want to talk about it?" Alex asked.

"No. You know as well as I do that therapy brings up shit. I'm sure it was the wine and rich dinner...just know it wasn't our love making. I enjoyed myself," Piper assured her and she kissed her on the lips. She didn't want to meet her eyes and Alex started to ask her about it again but Piper rose dismissing the conversation as she headed off to shower.

Alex didn't join her and she was thankful. She knew it was confusing. A screaming fit of a dream like that wasn't something she was used to having anymore. It pissed her off. She had worked hard to get to a place where she felt in control and now her subconscious was making drama in her happy life. No what she needed was good cup of coffee.

Alex was on the phone when she came out. The store was opening and Piper decided head down and get the first cup of coffee below. She walked passed Alex and caught something about schedules. Piper went down to the store gave Raven a hug as she passed her on the desk landing.

"Oh, hi! I thought you were going in to work today; you had a meeting scheduled-Raven started. Piper kept on walking and just threw up her hand.

"It was canceled last night, snow," Piper explained. She didn't notice that Raven was on her heels and trying to get her to turn around.

"Yes, we are short staffed in all the stores and um had to move around some people," she began to explain but Piper wanted her coffee.

"Oh, I'll help later. I am working on my testimony for the Judiciary Senate-" her words died on her lips when she got to the counter of the coffee bar and saw none other than Becca standing behind it.

***woot woot, sorry it takes awhile in between because I'm like terribly busy right now. I'm in production on a play I wrote and it takes up much of my free time. Piper Kerman did testify Wed before the senate. Put in the dots and here is the link to a pdf httpblackslash2xwwwdotjudiciarydotsenatedotgovslashpdfslash02-25-14KermanTestimonydotpdf

PLEASE REVIEW-I need it and I write faster when I get lots ;) Peace, Fae***