Walton Lofts turned out to be a new luxury condo complex in Seattle. However, Liv failed to notice any of the expenses that had gone into it as she rushed through the lobby to the elevators. The door man gave her a funny look as she stood there fidgeting and tapping her foot as she waited for the elevator to come. The moment the doors opened she squeezed herself through before repeatedly pressing the button for the eleventh floor. The elevator seemed to take an eternity as Liv slowly watched the floor display screen numbers ascend. When she eventually arrived at the right floor, she did her best to walk calmly out of the elevator and approach Blaine's apartment. Trying her best to stop her hand from shaking, she knocked on the door. She immediately heard movement behind it and a moment later the door cracked open a few inches to reveal Blaine's impassive face.
"I wasn't sure you'd show." Blaine said walking away from the door, leaving Liv to let herself in, knowing she would follow. "Although I really shouldn't be surprised," Blaine continued walking over to the open plan kitchen island counters and picking up the drink he had discarded to answer the door. "If I told Felicity to jump, she's ask how high. She was predictable that way."
Liv didn't even glance at her luxurious surroundings, her attention was solely focused on Blaine, who had set his drink back down on the counter and waited for her to come to him. A show of power and control that had set Liv's body on fire. When she was stood in front of him she reached her hands up to wrap them around his neck to pull his lips down to hers. However, Blaine's hands shot up to capture her wrists, preventing her from touching him. Liv looked at him confused and let out a pathetic whimper at being denied him. He looked down at her and slowly leaned forward so that their lips were barely touching.
"Easy on the shirt this time, that one you ruined earlier was a favourite." He whispered against her lips before closing the distance between them. He let go of her wrists and she wrapped her arms round his neck, pulling him even closer. Blaine let his hands flow along her body before reaching her waist and easily lifting her up and placing her on his kitchen island. She made quick work of wrapping her legs around him and rubbing her core against him. He groaned against her lips and Liv felt herself smirk. She unwrapped her arms from his neck and let them gently caress along his shoulders before moving down to his chest and she carefully started undoing the buttons of his shirt.
"Good girl." Blaine mumbled against her lips as he tugged off her jacket before flinging it somewhere behind him. Liv pushed Blaine's now undone shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor and stroked along the plains of his chest and abs. The scratches she had left on him earlier still visible on his pale skin, she faintly traced them with her fingers causing Blaine to shiver slightly, pulling his lips away from hers.
"You'll be punished for those later." Blaine said biting and tugging on Liv's bottom lip.
"Promises, promises." Liv said digging her nails into his skin, causing his breath to hitch before his lips attacked hers again with renewed vigor. Blaine began tearing at her top and Liv quickly pulled away, tugging it over her head and discarding it behind her. Blaine's lips attached to her neck and Liv gasped and moaned as he bit her, one of his hand cupping her bra clad breast, the other stroking up her back until he found her bra clasp. Expertly undoing the clasp, he removed the offending garment and discarded it with her other clothes on the floor. Blaine pulled away from Liv to stare down at her half naked form, usually Liv would have felt embarrassed at her being blatantly starred at but at that moment it just made her feel empowered. She could practically feel her nipples harden at his gaze and the moment one of his hands cupped her breast she felt her back arch towards him. Blaine took that as an invitation and lowered his lips to her other breast and took her nipple into his mouth. Liv moaned loudly at the sensation of his warm mouth encasing her, his tongue flicking against her. Meanwhile his other hand began undoing the clasp on the front of Liv's trousers and started pulling them off her hips, Liv lifted her arse off the counter to aid him. His lips left her body momentarily to finish pulling them off before they returned to her. Then one hand started stroking up and down her leg and Liv gasped at the sensation, before that hand worked it's way in-between her legs. His fingers pushed the lace of her underwear out the way and dipped inside her. Liv screamed and moaned at the sensation, having been way too long since she had last experienced it. His fingers pumped inside her while his thumb repeated stroked her bundle of nerves. With one hand she grabbed hold of Blaine's hair, tugging it harshly every time she felt her pleasure spike, the other lay flat against the countertop, trying to keep her balance.
Liv moaned even louder when Blaine switched to her other nipple and started a faster rhythm with his fingers. Her breath started coming out in short, laboured pants. Liv felt the pleasure build within her and she moaned in response. But just when she thought her insides were going to burst, Blaine pulled away. Liv wined at the loss of contact and tried to pull Blaine back to her.
"Don't be selfish my little sex crazed zombie, tit for tat." Blaine said and Liv quickly pushed Blaine out from between her legs, jumped off the counter and pushed Blaine up against the floor to ceiling window that made up one and half walls of Blaine's open plan kitchen and living room. Liv pushed her body up against Blaine's, kissing him deeply while her hands made fast work on undoing the front of his jeans. Pushing them down slightly her lips began a slow descent down his chest and stomach, while her hand pumped his thick length. Collapsing to her knees in front of him, she licked along the length of him a few times before taking him into her mouth. She heard him gasp as his hands grabbed bundles of her hair dictating her movements, which only added pleasure to this act of submission. Liv took him deeply into her mouth and was surprised when she didn't gag, one of Felicity's traits or a perk of being a zombie, at the moment Liv didn't care. Liv swirled her tongue around his tip and felt him lean more heavily against the window letting his head fall back as he moaned in pleasure. Liv carried on on licking and sucking him, enjoying the act way more than she ever had in the past when she was suddenly pushed back, losing her balance she fell on to her arse and looked up at Blaine in annoyance, both for being pushed away and for not finishing in her mouth and denying her the taste of him. However, when she looked up at his pale face that stood out dramatically against the black of the night sky she saw that he had gone into full on zombie mode. He looked down at her, breathing heavily, his eyes glowing bright red and a playful smirk on his face. Suddenly Liv felt her whole body heat up as if on fire, the excitement she felt was like nothing she had ever experienced before and she felt the adrenaline flush her body and cause her to change into full on zombie mode as well. She bit her lip as she smiled back up at him before leaping up into his arms. He caught her easily and spun round, slamming her into the window and entering her in one swift thrust. Liv cried out in pleasure as he continued to fuck her at a brutal pace. Liv reached her hands out, desperate to find something to hold onto, but found nothing and as a result dug her hands into Blaine's shoulders. Blaine growled in response and bit down on her neck causing Liv to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Liv felt her release build up inside her and she could tell that Blaine's was close as well when his thrusts became even more frantic. Liv screamed as her climax washed over her in waves, she felt so high that she barely noticed Blaine come inside her a few seconds later. They remained still for awhile after, breathing heavily as their adrenaline levels fell and they both shifted back into their normal zombie forms.
"That was just as amazing as Felicity's memories said it would be." Liv panted, her head falling back against the window and she felt a sudden desperate need for a cigarette. She felt Blaine chuckle as he dropped his head to rest on her shoulder.
"Glad I live up to expectations." Blaine said.
"Well I don't know about that, Felicity said that you had the stamina to keep up with her all night long." Liv teased and she immediately felt Blaine's cock, that was still inside her, stiffen.
"Is that a challenge?" Blaine asked slowly bringing his head up to look in to Liv's eyes.
"If you think you can rise to it." Liv said coyly. Instead of replying Blaine quickly withdrew from Liv, but before she even had a chance to morn his loss he had thrown her over his shoulder and was carrying her to the bed room. Dropping her down on the bed he quickly climbed on top of her, forcing one of her legs to hike up over his shoulder as he entered her again. Liv screamed in new found pleasure from the deep penetration she felt from this new position.
"When I'm done with you, you won't even be able to remember your own name." Blaine punctuated with another deep thrust causing Liv to call out his name.
-x-
Liv woke up to the pleasant ache of a post sex filled night. It had been so long since she had experienced it, she was amazed that she still remembered what it felt like. She stretched her aching muscles and revelled in their soreness, the memories of last night filling her head and putting a smile on her face and thankfully she no longer felt a bizarre craving for a cigarette. As she became more awake, Liv took note of her surroundings and was slightly surprised to find that she was still at Blaine's apartment. She'd always thought that Blaine was the type of guy to turf a girl out on the street the moment he as done with her. That was when she noticed the body pressed up against her back and an arm draped around her waist. Angling her head slightly she could just make out Blaine's sleeping form. That was the moment when Felicity's brain decided to take a break and Liv fully realised what she had done.
'Oh my God, oh my God-' Liv thought over and over again. How had she let last night happen, she absolutely loathed the man. She felt thoroughly disgusted with herself, both for letting what had happened happen and for the part of herself that even at that moment thoroughly enjoyed every second of it. Liv knew that she missed having sex since she had turned into a zombie, but only now did she truly realise how much. Last night she had felt more human than she had in months and she hated herself for it. Taking one last look at his sleeping form next to her, she noticed that in his sleep he looked nothing like the evil drug dealer she knew he was, and began to gently disentangle herself from his embrace. Carefully lifting his arm off her waist she gently rolled out its reach and placed the cushion she had been using, in her place before lowering his arm back down. She had just made it off the bed and was about to start the process of quietly trying to find her clothes when all of a sudden the chorus of 'Stop, I'm Already Dead' started playing from somewhere in the apartment and quickly Liv realised it was her phone. Cursing the open planess of Blaine's apartment and the fact that he didn't have a bedroom door to muffle the sound, Liv ran out the sleeping area to try and locate her hand bag where she had discarded it yesterday. She spotted it, left carelessly by the front door and rushed to silence the noise, not even looking at who was calling her. The apartment was silent and Liv prayed that Blaine was a deep sleeper.
"Soooo…" Liv heard Blaine's voice draw out from behind her. "Last night happened." He said laughing slightly as if it could have all been a dream, Liv wished it was. Liv spun round to tell him that last night was a mistake but she quickly looked away when she realised he was naked and then looking down at herself she realised that she was also naked and spun around so her back was facing him, using her hands to cover herself as best she could. Blaine just laughed at her attempt at modesty.
"You do realise that I got up close and personal with all that," Blaine used his hand to indicate to her entire body, "last night, right? I can close my eyes now and see all of you with perfect clarity." Blaine closed his eyes and made a pleased noise to emphaise his point.
"Okay you've seen me naked, once. Never again. Now go away and put some clothes on." Liv said still not turning to look at him.
"Whatever," Blaine sighed walking toward the bathroom, Liv pivoted around so that her back was always facing him, however she did find herself watching his reflection in the windows before he disappeared. Liv sighed in relief, letting her arms drop.
"By the way," Blaine said popping his head round the bathroom door. "Your clothes should be scattered around the place, I'm sure you'll be able to find them all." Blaine said blatantly ogling her before she had a chance to cover herself and then disappearing into the bathroom again. Liv huffed in annoyance before she began to look for her clothes. A few minutes later she had managed to find everything except her lace pants, but not wanting to still be naked when Blaine finished in the shower she got dressed without them, which just made her feel even more ashamed. Just as she was pulling her top on her phone started ringing again. This time she looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Clive, she also saw that she had 4 missed calls from him.
"Hello." She answered.
"Where the hell have you been?! I've been calling you all morning."
"Sorry, I over slept." Liv said for lack of a better excuse.
"Over slept? Seriously? That's the best you got? Never mind I don't care. We've got an address for Vince, I'm going to take some officers and bring him in for questioning. Do you want to sit in on the interview? See if something triggers a vision."
"Yep give me an hour and I'll be right there."
"An hour? You live like a 10-minute drive away."
"I-"
"Actually I don't want to know, just hurry here. I'll see you later." Clive said hanging up the phone.
"Off to dispense zombie justice are you?" Blaine asked from behind her. Turning around Liv saw that he was leaning against the door frame with nothing but a towel around his waist and Liv tried not to drool at the sight.
"Clive's got a suspect coming in for questioning, he wants me there in case I get a vision on something they say." Liv said, not sure why she felt the need to share it with him.
"Well aren't you little miss zombie detective, eating brains and taking names." Blaine said walking past her to his wardrobe and grabbing some clothes before dropping his towel and getting dressed. Liv looked away and went to grab her jacket that was hanging off one of the kitchen cupboards.
"Listen about last night," Liv shouted to Blaine, she heard him hum in acknowledgement that he'd heard her. "It was the one time-"
"Really?" Blaine interrupted, walking out the bedroom area and into the main living area where Liv was, wearing a fresh pair a jeans and a new shirt that he had left unbuttoned. "I'm sure we got to at least five times before I lost count." If Liv could blush at the memory of last night she would have.
"Either way, it's not going to happen again." Liv said firmly, shaking herself out of her memories of last night. "Now I've got to go, I hope I don't run into you again for a very, very long time." Liv said turning away and walking towards the door.
"But before you go," Blaine said following her towards the door. "When you come back for more-"
"I won't." Liv interrupted firmly.
"When you do," Blaine carried on as if she hadn't interrupted him. "Just drop me a text to make sure I'm available, but I'm sure I'll be able to squeeze you in."
"In your dreams." Liv said, before wrenching open the door and walking out.
"Oh don't worry, they'll be all about you from now on." Blaine shouted after her. Liv chose to ignore him and wait for the elevator doors to open. Seconds later they opened and Liv rushed in.
"Oh by the way, did you not want these back?" Blaine asked holding up Liv's black lace pants to her just as the elevator doors closed. Liv flushed with anger, but short of going back into Blaine's apartment to get them, there wasn't anything she could do. Heading out to the lobby, she made her way through the door and was about to turn down the street when the door man stopped her.
"Miss your cab is here." The door man said, pointing to the waiting taxi.
"I didn't order a cab." Liv replied.
"Mr DeBeers called down and requested one for you a moment ago."
"Really?" Liv asked in disbelief that Blaine would do something nice like that for her. She climbed into the cab and got her phone out to text Blaine.
Don't do me any favours.
What kind of gentleman would I be if I sent a lady home without so much as a cab?
You're welcome by the way.
The kind of gentleman that feels people up and then tries to sell them drugs.
Never going to let that go are you.
Nope!
Honestly, I'm a changed man now.
And what's he like, this changed man?
He's an acquired taste, one that I know you enjoyed very much.
Liv refused to text back, knowing that it was just going to bring back memories of last night that she was trying to keep squashed. However, a moment later she received another text from Blaine.
And one I'm sure you'll be tasting again soon.
Liv shut her phone down in an effort to stop herself from replying and try to take her mind off Blaine by staring out the window. Soon the cab pulled up outside Liv's apartment and only then did she realise that she never gave her address to the driver, which meant that Blaine told the doorman to tell the driver, which rather scarily meant that Blaine knew where she lived, an unpleasant thought she would have to think about when she was fully back to her old self and the only emotions she felt for Blaine were hatred and disgust. Quietly opening the front door, Liv hoped that Peyton had already left for work.
"Olivia Moore!" A voice shout in mock disapproval. "Are you doing a walk of shame?" Peyton asked, trying to keep up her disapproving façade, but failed when she couldn't stop herself from laughing.
"No." Liv tried to laugh off. "I had a hard day at work and ended up crashing on the sofa."
"Is that so? That hickey on your neck says differently. So unless there's something going on between you and your boss that you've not been telling me or…" Peyton trailed off before laughing as Liv quickly ran over to the mirror and started inspecting her neck. Liv realised too late that there wasn't a mark on her neck and she saw Peyton's reflection in the mirror smirking at her.
"So who's the guy?" Peyton asked.
"No one." Liv said, turning around and making her way to her room. However, Peyton didn't like her answer and so followed her.
"Come one Liv talk to me, just because I didn't agree with your decision to break up with Major, doesn't mean that I don't fully approve on you getting your freak on with some other guy." Peyton said.
"It's nothing, it was a mistake, one I'm not proud off and have no wish to repeat." Liv said.
"Oh, poor Liv, was he not very good." Peyton said sympathetically.
"No it wasn't that-"
"So he was good?"
"Yes he was but-"
"So what's got you all down?" Peyton ask confused.
"Its hard to explain, can you just drop it, I need to get ready for work." Liv pleaded and Peyton just looked at her for a bit before shrugging her shoulders and heading off to work. Liv quickly got undressed from her grubby day old clothes and jumped in the shower and set the heat to scolding, hoping to wash away the shame from the previous night. Liv hopped out the shower and dried herself off before grabbing some underwear, a blouse and a black pencil skirt. She looked down at her watch and realised she should head down to the precinct. However just as she was about to head out of her room the image of Blaine holding up her lace pants flashed through her mind and a wicked thought came to her. Just before Liv left her apartment, she shuffled her fresh pants off and kicked them back into her room before locking her front door and heading to the precinct.
Getting off the elevator at homicides floor, Liv made her way over to Clive's desk and saw that it was empty, glancing at the interrogation room, she saw was it was empty too. Clive must not be back from picking up Vince yet, so Liv sat down in Clive's chair to wait for him. Getting out her phone she saw Blaine's previous text still displayed on her lock scene. Then another wicked thought came to her mind and quickly glancing around to make sure no one was paying attention to her she hiked up her skirt as far as she dared in a room full of cops. Spreading her legs apart slightly she snapped a picture of her legs and sent it to Blaine with the caption.
I'm not wearing any underwear ;)
You're going to have to do better than that if you want to make me blush.
Was his reply, which made Liv smirk. Now, not even caring about the fact that she was surround by police officers, Liv undid a button on her blouse and then another. Now showing an indecent amount of of cleavage, Liv held her phone up, half an arm length above her head. Reclining back in the chair, Liv crossed her legs and pouted to the camera, before snapping a picture.
"Liv, what are you doing?" Clive asked completely confused.
"Um, I was waiting for you." Liv said quickly putting her phone down and re-buttoning the top of her shirt before standing up and pulling her skirt back down.
"Vince wasn't at home, I came back to get a warrant to search his premises and to put out an APB." Clive said, "Now I'm going to request some uniforms to search the house. Meanwhile, you, need to have a think about what is and isn't appropriate for a police station." Liv just nodded in embarrassment as Clive walked away. Looking back down at the picture on her phone, she couldn't help but think she looked damn sexy in it. Smirking she sent it along with,
I'm being a bad girl, taking photos for you in a police station.
We have differing opinions on what counts as being bad.
I've made that last one my wallpaper.
Liv should have been horrified at the idea that Blaine had a dirty picture of her but at that moment the thought of Blaine looking at his phone and seeing her every time made her wet with desire, a fact that she promptly informed him of.
I'm so wet right now, I want you so bad!
Well you're going to have to fuck yourself, I'm busy.
Whilst thinking of me though, obviously.
Whilst Liv did feel a stab of disappointment at the fact the Blaine clearly didn't feel the need to see her that she felt for him, something that really shouldn't have surprised her, she did feel excitement at the crass way he spoke to her.
"Liv, the warrant will be ready tomorrow. Meanwhile I want to go and have another look at the Grand, see if there is anything we missed."
"Yep, I'll be right over." Liv said sending a final text to Blaine before putting her phone away.
If you won't play with me, I'll have to find someone else who will.
Half an hour later, Clive and Liv were back at the Grand. They walked into the reception and found Donny manning it.
"Hello detective, what are you doing back here?" Donny asked, clearly not happy to see them again.
"We just have a few follow up questions. First do you know a man by the name of Vince Mulligan and before you answer we already know about his involvement in Leading Ladies escort agency." Clive said.
"Know about that do ya?" Donny laughed. "Yeah I know him, been doing business with him for years."
"And would you say he was familiar with the ins and outs of your hotel."
"I guess, depends what exactly you mean?"
"Would he for instance, know that your back door didn't have any security on it."
"Yeah, he knew we only had the one camera."
"And would he know what day your garbage was collected?"
"I don't know about that, he might, they make a hell of a racket when they come. It's hard not to notice them."
"And are you sure he didn't visit the hotel the night of the murder?"
"I don't know, if he did I didn't see him."
"Thank you, that's all we need from you. But before we go, we'd like to inspect the back door."
"Knock yourself out, its down the hall, take a left then another left." Donny said not bothering to get up to show them the way. Clive and Liv followed his directions and arrived at the door. They looked around and true enough there weren't any camera's on the door and the door itself didn't close properly, letting in a draft from the alley outside.
"This is hopeless, anybody could have gotten though this door and murdered Felicity." Liv said.
"Hold your horses there Liv, just because no one inside the hotel saw anyone, doesn't mean that someone outside didn't see someone come in." Clive said pushing through the door and looking around the alley. "There." Clive said, pointing to the mouth of the alley that opened out onto the street. "A traffic camera, it doesn't point down the alley, but the angle should cover then entrance to the alley, so we'll be able to see if anyone went down it on the night of the murder." Clive said, getting his phone out and making a request for the footage. "Come on, lets head back to the station."