Disclaimer: This is strictly a work of fiction, written around characters I could never hope to own. They belong to NBC/Dick Wolf and company.
Warning: This is a continuation of Alex and Olivia's POV - contains some graphic language and situations - hence the T rating.
Giving In
Alex's POV
A ghost of a smile taints my lips as I tap my pencil against my desk - my thoughts on this case stalled as I think of you. Its been two days since that night and it still amazes me you had the fortitude to stop when all I know we both wanted were for things to keep going. Its been two days and I know you are avoiding me, and why? I think I made it abundantly clear that I wanted you too Olivia.... how long are we going to keep playing this game?
Olivia's POV
I'm too tense... my partner tells me so, but I can feel it for myself in my every move. My eyes dart constantly searching for a glimpse of her long blonde hair, my ears straining for the sound of her heels and a husky sex-laced voice - all signs to signal my leave. I can't help this feeling. If I can just distance myself enough maybe I can save what little is left of the heart you've stolen. I can't fall for you Alexandra... and I can't allow you to fall for me. I'm really doing this for you Alex... I am making the sacrifice so you don't have to. If I let you fall in love with me it signals the end of all that I know you aspire to be. And if I let you have the rest of my heart I won't be content to take second place to your work, your career... anything. I will force you to chose and that isn't fair to either of us. I know myself well enough to see that as our future if we take any more steps down the path we opened a few nights ago.
Alex's POV
Iv pushed paper as long as I can stand. Iv called on several cases, all involving you, only to be shunted to the ever present Stabler. I ask the few questions I can come up with pertaining to the case at hand, my voice cold and biting, his answers are just as blunt and brusque as the mutual dislike we feel for one another becomes glaringly apparent and I swear before he hangs up the phone I hear him call me an icy bitch. Iv half a mind to call him out on it and just as I raise my finger to press redial, my attitude flaring as I reach into my expansive store of sarcasm and gear up for what is sure to be a memorable verbal spar - a knock on my door turns my attention and there you stand dressed all in black and despite its sobriety... its becoming, and distractedly sexy as it clings to all the curves I remember running my hands over. I look into your deep eyes and wait for you to announce why all of a sudden you deem me worthy of your company
Olivia's POV
Your blue gaze captures me, stilling my movements and I find myself back at my apartment, your body under mine, those same blue eyes were just as intense then as they are now. I sense your anger, your confusion and I wait for you to invite me in - the last thing I want to do is intrude your space if you don't want me to. I watch as the lips I long to taste again part, expelling a heavy sigh as you wave me in, your hand indicating that I should seat myself on your leather couch. I ask if your planning to shrink me and my sarcasm seems to destroy your previous emotions and actually brings a smile to your face that only accentuates your beauty. And you are beautiful Alex... too beautiful for the horrors of this job, too beautiful for this office and far far too beautiful for me. I sigh, dejected by my own thoughts and settle into your couch as you slowly put the phone down.
Alex's POV
I take in your slumped posture and the hanging of your head, your eyes downcast and somehow I know you have come to break my heart. The broken way you say my name furthers this thought and I seek to meet your gaze as I try not to react defensively as is my nature. I wait for you to tell me it was all a mistake, that kissing and touching me was a colossal failure on your part and I swear I see those self same words forming in your eyes but your mouth and whispered voice tell a different story...
Olivia's POV
"I want to taste you again."
I raise my hand, covering my mouth as I feel my eyes widen in shock. I stare at you. Knowing you heard every word and wondering what the fuck possessed me to place myself once again under your intoxicating spell and why the hell I outed my desire for you when all I really came to say was that the other night was a mistake that would not be repeated. I watch as you slowly slide your tongue over your lower lip and stand.
I am paralyzed as you move towards me, naked lust and hunger darken your eyes and I close my own when I feel your hand cup the back of my neck, tipping my head up to accept whatever you offer. I feel your lips brush against mine and I exhale into your mouth as it covers mine and groan as I taste you once again.
Your lips are just as soft and yielding as I remember and as our tongues meet again I find myself straddling your strong thighs, pressing my body against yours, desperate to feel your hands on me, your mouth, anything, everything. Your breasts press against mine and I moan as you cup my ass, pulling me tighter, pressing me down harder on top of you. My hands cup the sides of your face, holding your lips to mine as I slowly suck your tongue back into my mouth - groaning with you this time as the heat between my thighs spreads and I am whispering in your ear, panting for you to touch me.
I almost acquiesce your desire but a knock on your door stills the hand I have slowly slid under your skirt and we fly apart, your hands smoothing the wrinkles in your suit, my hands busy wiping away the traces of our kiss and your red lipstick. I look to see my partner, his blue eyes just as piercing as yours and for a second I know he knows what we have been doing and I flush in embarrassed shame - I don't think I can bear to lose his high opinion of me but I don't see any coldness in his gaze except for the sneering look he throws you and I stand as he motions me towards the door.
"Cragen needs us"
Alex's POV
And just like that you are gone. One simple phrase from that gorilla partner of yours and once again I have lost you. I wonder if I could ever draw your attention like that and if you would ever give me the chance Olivia I know we could be just as close. I sit and close my eyes fighting to control the tsunamic wave of lust you have awakened in me, annoyed when my search for meditative peace is interrupted by the ringing of my cell... its you and I hesitate to answer - but I do, knowing that whatever else might be going on between us, I am still your ADA and I still have an obligation to be at your beck and call. I answer, simply stating my last name and I hear the smirk in your voice at my attempt at professionalism, your words shattering my calm.
"I can't fight this any more than you counselor, name the time, the place and the position so we can get out from each others skin - I can't work when I want you like this"
I freeze, and take a deep breath as I try to string together a sentence that makes sense.
"Right now, in my office, on this desk or this couch... the position will change I am sure and you are right detective... I can't work either when I am this wet for you."
Olivia's POV
I almost groan, almost but I catch myself in time to see the strange look that has flashed across Elliot's face and I realize he has heard every word I thought I could say while he was on the phone with his wife and I find myself praying, actually praying, to a god I ceased to believe in after taking this job, that he doesn't know its you. I quickly tell you I have to go and hang up, relieved when his deep voice, tinged with amusement inquires to just who I am sleeping with in the DA's office. I shrug in an attempt to play it off and smile my lopsided grin giving nothing away, but I pale as he turns away and shrugs as if my sex life isn't of any importance but his words cut me to the quick and I struggle to wipe the guilt away from my face.
"Well as long as it isn't that icy bitch Cabot, then good for you Liv."
I feel the buzzing vibration of my cell phone and look at the message you have sent.
"Coming or not detective?"
Soon I reply... I guess this will have to be our little secret.
A/N - Well I decided to extend this a bit and in holding to the nature of the first, this too was typed out on the cell - ain't technology grand! Thanks for the awesome reviews and feedback - they are well received and appreciated.