Disclaimer: I don't own Law and Order SVU but I am enjoying the temporary use of the fabulous characters Dick Wolf created.
Warning: A little bit of graphic description between two consenting females - like they say on TV, viewer discretion is advised.
Office Rendezvous
Alex's POV
Soon.
I read your messaged reply for what had to be the tenth time as I anxiously pace back an forth in front of my desk.
Soon.
That isn't good enough and I want to text that same phrase back at you. My heart is racing and my body feels like it is on fire as I conjure the ghost of your hand against my inner thigh. It took everything I had not to shove Elliot out of my office and take up where you left off.
I shudder as another wave of need hits me as I sit back down and cross my legs, annoyed at the small whimper I allow to escape my lips as the movement places pressure against the singular part of my body that craves it the most. I tear my thoughts away from you and bury myself in work - hoping the passion for one will cancel the passion for the other.
Olivia's POV
I fight the temptation to cash in some personal time so I can kill the need that has slowly been driving me crazy for hours. I haven't even had a moment alone. I'm too afraid to even use the restroom because at this point I can't say for sure that I won't touch myself just to alleviate this ache you have created.
Damn you Cabot.
I sense my partner's gaze on my restless frame and just the sound of his voice grates on my nerves. He is asking me again what is wrong and I know he thinks a certain blonde has me on edge - which she does but not for the reasons he thinks. My phone has vibrated in the pocket of my jeans randomly for the past hour as you tell me all the delicious naughty things you want to do to me.... and me to you. How are you even getting any work done?
Olivia!
The sound of my name being shouted from the open door that leads to the man who runs my unit startles me and I remind myself that, despite whatever else is going on - there is a victim to be consoled, a suspect to be questioned and a case to be solved.
I cautiously approach the office and lean against the door jamb awaiting the reason for my summoning. I know it has something to do with a case and I hope it doesn't require me to visit you - I truly can't take that right now.
Alex's POV
A smirk seems to be a permanent fixture on my face today as I peck out my latest tease, my latest desire - a verbal fantasy for you to pour over, a written confession of desire to keep your attention solely on me.
Its cruel I know, but it allows me to exorcise my tension and I know I am hitting a nerve when you tell me to stop. I read your plea briefly and choose to ignore it, pausing briefly only to read before I press send. I press my burning face against the cool wood of my desk and await your reply.
Olivia's POV
I am being sent to obtain a warrant. I feel trapped, I can't beg or plead my way out of it because I have no good excuse. I can't find another ADA because that would be a slap in the face to you and a breach of the protocol established by the Morris Commission, but God help me I can't risk another trip to your office. My phone vibrates against my leg again and I silence the low groan that threatens to escape with my exhaled breath. I look down and see that the latest message is from you. I know opening it will only inflame me further and yet I guess I yearn to burn because I find my hands gripping the phone - my thumb pressing read and I gasp as your words wash over me.
I feel the ache in my lower belly expand as warmth floods me, my heart pounding. I really can't get this warrant right now because I know the moment I am in your presence I will lose the tenuous hold on my control and my actions after which will spell the end of our professional relationship
Elliot.
I yell his name and turn to ask him to do me a solid but find myself staring into the frowning face of my captain.
Alex's POV
You still haven't responded and I tire of this one way tease, I suppose I should feel proud though to have you on the run. I hide my frustration as I hear the knock on my door and softly bade my interrupter to enter. I don't bother to look up, not caring who it is - not really even caring what they want. The silence draws my attention away from the case spread about my desk and I look to see who would be so rude as to stand and stare.
Olivia's POV
I see the anger flash in your eyes and watch as it fades away into desire. Your blue eyes, already incredibly blue, darken almost to black as you stand and purposefully make your way towards me. I feel caught, almost like a deer in the headlights, and my limbs feel heavy - so much that I barley move a muscle as your hand brushes past my shoulder, slamming your office door shut.
I feel your hands against me, pushing me back against the solid wood that separated your office from the hallway outside. I can hear the bustling of secretaries, the arguing of ADAs, the incessant ringing telephones and the constant movement of paperwork, but all that pales as your voice echoes in my ear whispering my name in what I can only describe as an aching husky voice.
I feel your warm breath caressing the skin of my neck as your lips brush teasingly against my skin. My knees are shaking with need and I still cannot move. I can't touch you, and I don't know how much longer I can allow you to touch me.
Alex…
Alex's POV
Your voice is hoarse and carries a warning tone, but it does make me pull my mouth away from your neck. My eyes rake over your form and I can see you shaking ever so slightly. Do I make you nervous detective, do I scare you? No I think you want me so much you can't move. I think I am tired of your stubborn act Olivia, and I am definitely tired of this dance.
I look in your eyes, dark molten, and brazenly slid my hands slowly up your sides daring your to stop me. I see you flinch at my touch and watch your lips part as my palms slide up over your firm breasts. Your head tips back as your eyes shut - the small restless movements of your hips tell me you are just as turned on as I, and probably have been since you last left this office. The roughness in my own voice surprises me when I tell you to look at me.
Olivia's POV
I will never know who made the first move but the next thing I know your lips are against mine, my hand tangled in your long blonde hair and our hips are flush - both of us pressing into the other. I reach blindly, locking your office door, turning so that you are pressed to the wall, your tongue dueling with mine. My reason for being in this office is forgotten, hell the reason I have been fighting this is forgotten as you moan my name and back up to your desk. I grip the soft material of your blouse as I pull back to look at you. Your face is flushed, soft lips full, wet and parted as you whisper for me to touch you. My hands shake as I try to work your buttons free, your hands on my belt distract me and as the fasten of my jeans comes undone I lose the fragile hold I've had on my control and roughly rip open your blouse my hands burn as I touch your naked flesh for the first time.
I hungrily press my lips back against yours, swallowing your moans as my hands grip your soft skin, the peaks of your breasts jutting against my palms. I pull back, needing your permission but for what I am not sure. I have never been gripped by anything this powerful and so many emotions are ripping through my system, shutting down my mental process until the only thing I can focus on is you.
Alex's POV
I need to breath but I don't dare pull my mouth away. The way you are touching me, insistently gentle, is igniting sounds I normally hold within. The fire seems to be held at bay as our mouths slow and desperation fades to exploration and dammit, I can't get enough of the way you taste. I know we should rush this, certainly the world we work in will not allow either of us so much uninterrupted time. I know that a knock on my door or the ring from one of our phones will pull us apart again but I can't seem to make you rush this. I slide my fingertips into the waist of your jeans only to have my hands knocked away as your hot mouth slides down the edge of my jaw and I gasp as I feel the scrape of your teeth against my ear, your low warm voice thick with desire.
"Put your hands to better use counselor and cover your mouth."
I barely have time to react before that same scrape of teeth is raking over my chest, your knee pressing insistently between my thighs. I feel my skirt rise higher and higher up my thighs and the rough denim is too teasing for my liking. I resent that I have to follow your command and cover my mouth, but the high pitched sound that escapes my throat as you roughly grind your knee against my core makes resisting futile.
The loss of your warm mouth against my skin makes me look up and the sight of you is like something out of one of the fantasies I have continued to fight over the years we have known each other. Your eyes are dark, drawn and dangerous and my eyes travel lower to take in the opened shirt, unsnapped jeans and the way your badge and gun pull one side lower than the other. I find myself bent back over my desk as you lean over me, the press of your gun against my hip more erotic than painful. My breath catches as I feel your hand snake up my inner thigh and I lose all sense of decorum as I beg you to touch me.
Olivia's POV
Your voice makes the ache between my thighs unbearable and I struggle not to force your hand against me and ride out this need I have for you. I can feel the buzz of my phone in my pocket and the widening look in your eyes tells me you feel it too. The interruption we knew would come has arrived, but I don't think I can pull myself away. A phone I can ignore.
I brush my knuckles against the smooth fabric that covers your sex, amazed by how wet I have made you. Pride swells in me as I feast my eyes on a sight my gut tells me too few have seen. Alexandra Cabot, laid out for the taking, skin flushed with a need she has granted me license to fill. Even in her exposed state she is commanding, beautiful and dangerous because of the acute way she can make me feel. I inch my hand forward pressing against her sensitive flesh, rubbing as I watch her eyes close and her hand tighten across her mouth as she tries to silence the sounds my touch is creating.
I slowly bend my head, my mouth closing over the raised fabric of your bra as I slowly suck your distended nipple into my mouth. I smile as you squirm beneath me and increase the pressure of my mouth as I push your panties to the side.
Alex's POV
Christ I can't take too much more of this - and it would appear I was not meant to as the thundering sound of a fist hitting against my door breaks through my haze of want and I push Olivia away, sitting up my breath coming in small pants. She is quick, I have to give her that. I feel my blouse tugged away from my body and slide my arms into her over shirt - our movement are naturally deceptive and I question the disturbance to be told that my presence is being requested by Jack McCoy. God… can this day get any more fucked up. I glanced down, I can't appear before McCoy dressed in Olivia's clothing, although her sense of style has improved greatly from the first day I met her, it still does not mirror my own. I stand and shrug my jacket on over the dark collared shirt and smooth my hands down as I call out that I will be there shortly - that I am just finishing going over testimony with one of my detectives. I look into a dark brown gaze and catch the smile on Olivia's face. We laugh and as I lean against her shoulder, letting her support me as I slide my feet back into my heels. This is getting old - this dance and all the interruptions are getting on my nerves. I stand and wrap my fingers around her arm.
"I'm sorry."
Olivia's POV
Her voice sounds so dejected but beneath that soft alto I can hear her suppressed need for the act interrupted. I let my gaze linger on her face before giving into intuition. Leaning forward I gently press my lips against a smooth pale temple and sigh.
"Don't apologize Alex. This really wasn't a good idea to start something in a place where it can't be finished."
My words surprise me, but I don't take them back. I am in too deep and even though this is not a good idea, I am tired of fighting it. Things got awkward with Cassidy and I hope I can avoid that with you…. I don't know if this will be a one time thing or not but I will take what I am given. Things were different with Cassidy… he was the one who wanted more but this time… I am on the short end of the stick. I can read the lust in my ADA's eyes but not much more. I lean away and slide my leather jacket on over the white tee my generosity has left me in. I take a look at this beautiful woman who lips bear the mark of our bruising kiss and whose upper body is covered with my button up - a few sizes too big and it is too easy to imagine her in my shirt and nothing else. Silence permeates the office and I stuff my hands into the pockets of my jeans, almost forgetting the real reason I stopped by.
Alex's POV
I feel a smirk gather on my lips as you stammer and stutter your request for a warrant. The loss of your usual self confidence is endearing and I step close to you, cupping your cheek enjoying how my touch silences you.
"I've got to meet with McCoy. I will call ADA Michaels and have him sign off on the warrant."
I see the smile start in your eyes and find myself sharing in its warmth. As you move to pull away I reach out and pull you back - gently placing a soft kiss on your full lips. The tension between us is just as thick but there is less frustration as we both seem to have decided this is something we want. I pull back and rest my head against yours.
"Come by my place tonight."
I feel you tense and for a moment I think you will refuse. I wait, preparing myself for the argument, the let down and then you surprise me with a light kiss, you voice barely a whisper as you turn to unlock the door.
"I'll call you."
I find myself smiling as I step out to watch you leave. One look at my watch tells me I have let my boss wait too long but… I find that you are worth it and I can't wait for night to fall.
A/N - I appreciate all the reviews and responses. I have enjoyed writing this fic so far and hope you enjoyed reading!