Road Trip.
Kai
Summary: Another installment to the Demons of Desire series. This one has Alex and Olivia on the way to DC for a surprise birthday party for Serena.
Rating: Gonna plead the fifth. Y'all know what I write by now lol
Pairing: Alex/Olivia
Disclaimer: We all know who owns all parties involved.
Author's note: You can place this one pretty much anywhere in the Demons of Desire timeline (which, I'm thinking is going to branch into an AU very soon) however it was before Behind You All the Way, yes there is a major small inconsistency, but I didn't know I was gonna do it, just go with author's prerogative that I didn't mention it before lol This was supposed to a different fic, but it took on a life of its own, it was supposed them in DC, but this happened, so anyway this chapter and the next one will be linked and sequential to this one. And yes Jessica, I am working on your request, I had it about half way done and then this one just wouldn't leave me alone until it was written, and unfortunately this gem took the first ones place lol And someone smack me if I'm wrong that Alex is left handed?
P.S the route they take to DC is the first google maps to pop up for NYC to DC. Yes I actually researched it lol
Detective Olivia Benson, dressed in her favorite black jeans and white cotton long-sleeved Henley (layered of course over a black tank top) grunted as she lifted and placed the third, yes third, large suitcase into the back of Alex's silver Lexus SUV, right next to her own single, small black duffle, why in the hell her girlfriend needed three suitcases for a four day trip, she had no idea. She stretched her neck muscles, pushed her sunglasses atop her head and shoving the sleeves of her shirt up to her elbows she reentered her girlfriend's apartment building.
"Alex!" She called as entered the third floor apartment. A blond ponytailed head poked out from the bathroom down the hall, toothbrush hanging from her mouth and glasses on, she had an eyeliner pen in her hand and one eye done. Olivia sighed, Alex also still wore the sexy super short shorts and the spaghetti strap tank she'd worn to bed. "We were supposed to be on the road in," she glanced at her watch, "10 minutes! It's a four and a half hour drive to DC!" Hands on her hips, Olivia stared her lover down. Women sometimes, really.
Alex removed the toothbrush from her mouth, "I know that, darling," she said in that sickeningly sweet tone. "But someone had to have wakeup sex…not that I'm complaining, and I'm almost done. Swear. Just gotta finish my makeup and get dressed. 15, I promise." She disappeared then back into the bathroom and Olivia could hear her finishing brushing her teeth.
Olivia sighed, really she'd lost all anger when she was reminded that, it was kinda her fault they were running behind. She knew it took Alex a bare minimum of 45 minutes to get ready in the morning, even just for jeans and a t-shirt, she didn't understand it, not when it took her ten minutes tops. But that was the price she paid for falling a woman of such class and taste. Not that she was complaining, not at all. And she could admit, that when she awoke Alex at 5:20 with a earth shattering orgasm, and spent the next 20 minutes having the favor returned, that is was pretty much her own fault that they had climbed out of bed ten minutes after the alarm went off. She moved then to lean against the bathroom door frame, there was something sexy about watching her woman get ready for outside life.
Alex had her glasses pushed atop her head and had her face inches from the mirror applying her eye liner, planning to keep it simple, just eyeliner and lip gloss. They were just driving to DC for the surprise birthday party Abbie Carmichael was throwing for her girlfriend of 9 months, Serena Southerlyn. They were all really close friends and Abbie had insisted they make it down for the party. Alex knew Abbie from the ADA's office before the, now, FDA had transferred to DC to take on the new position. Olivia knew Abbie better though, she'd tried a large portion of the SVU cases before Alex, and as happenstance would have it, had briefly dated. Serena on the other hand, Alex knew better then probably both women, as they had been roommates at Harvard for three years. She knew her girlfriend was watching her, Olivia took some perverse pleasure from watching her apply makeup, she didn't mind, it made her feel desired and any woman will tell you, that is not a bad thing. Especially when it's your lover.
Alex just let her watch and the couple remained silent, they enjoyed a very easygoing relationship. They shared a peace with each other that didn't always require constant conversation. Alex finished her makeup and tossed the pen into her travel makeup case sitting open on the vanity, she heard Olivia groan when she realized there would be ANOTHER bag to add to Alex's three already loaded. Sometimes she liked to torment her lover, she knew she easily could've packed what she needed into one smaller bag, like her lover, but what was the fun in that? Besides, she was ready for anything, and where Abbie was concerned? That was not a bad thing. If they had been flying Alex would've been better with packing, but Olivia, who hated flying, was the one who wanted to drive, claiming that she just enjoyed driving. Really, Alex knew she just loved any excuse to drive Alex's Lexus for more than 4 blocks of city driving.
*30 minutes later*
"Sorry, baby!" Alex squealed running out of the bedroom, giggling as her girlfriend chased her laughing. Hair still pulled into a pony tail she was now clad in washed out tight, semi ripped jeans and her black and white baseball t-shirt that said, 'You think this is sexy? You should see me in a power suit.' It had been a custom ordered gift from Elliot for her latest birthday, (her 31st, ugh, it still made her cringe) and it was one of her favorite t-shirts. She flopped onto the couch to slip on the simple black flip flops she was carrying. Olivia flopped down next to her, playfully "tackling" her flat and stretching out over her body, Alex let a very undignified sound, a mix between a scream and a laugh. "I'm ready, I'm ready!" She was laughing fully now, she'd intentionally tormented her lover with the getting dressed process. Slowly stripping the shorts off and bending at the waist to lower them all the way to the floor, when they easily could've fallen there by themselves. She'd stretched languidly as she pulled the tight tank over her head. Then she'd made quite the show searching through her dresser for just the right "road trip" outfit, even though she'd known what she planned to wear the day before.
She'd then intentionally, slowly pulled on both the jeans and ¾ sleeve t-shirt, only pulling on a pair white bikini briefs and no bra. They'd be in the car mostly, and her breasts were small enough to not really worry about a bra when not in court and besides, she knew Olivia loved it when she went braless. Olivia shifted then, settling a thigh between hers and Alex moaned. Before slapping her lightly between her breasts, "I thought, you were in a hurry?" She asked suddenly serious and grinding up against her lover.
Olivia smiled wickedly, "I am, just offering you incentive. Sooner we get there…sooner you get off," she nipped playfully at Alex's lips. "Besides, you little minx, you're the one who had to tease," she pushed away then and stood, that sexy wicked grin still on her face. She grabbed Alex's makeup bag then and her locked case that held her personal weapon, a 9mm Beretta, she refused to go on trips without it, Alex thankfully understood. She quickly exited the apartment before Alex could protest. Alex lay on the couch and groaned, she'd asked for it she supposed. With a sigh she got up and followed her girlfriend from the apartment, being sure to lock up on the way out.
Alex sighed and surfed the radio stations for the fifth time in as many minutes, finally settling on a station playing a heavier Nickleback song. Olivia arched an eyebrow, but kept both eyes on the road. They were about an hour from NYC on I-95 S and Alex had starting getting restless shortly after they'd exited the Holland Tunnel. "Problem?" She asked, Alex wasn't usually this bad of a passenger.
"Yes," Alex huffed and folded her arms over her chest. She stared out the window and pouted.
"Okkk?" Olivia drew out the word, she couldn't understand why her girlfriend was upset, she'd been looking forward to the trip since Abbie had first asked them to come down.
Alex let her head flop against her headrest and closed her eyes, breathing deep. "You'll laugh," her voice was childishly petulant.
Olivia stole a glance then and had to hold in a chuckle at the picture the blond made. Much as she loved Alex in her suits, the blond was just so incredibly sexy in her casual wear. And you couldn't get much more casual then washed out rip jeans, baseball T, ponytail and the slim, oval sunglasses. Yes quite the sexy picture, when topped though with the pouty, petulant look? Downright adorable. "I won't, I'll try not to at least," she promised.
The frustrated blond sighed again and cracked an eye to glance at her lover, "I'm horny." Was all she said as she stabbed at the radio controls again.
Olivia groaned, not what she needed to hear, she'd already been regretting teasing the blond before they left, even if Alex had deserved it. Then she got a wicked idea, wouldn't exactly help herself but… she covered Alex's hand with her own, "Well then, why don't take care of the problem?" Olivia's tone left no mystery to what she meant, she moved their joined hands to rest on Alex's upper thigh and removed her hand. They'd just turned onto US 40 W and the road was mostly empty at 7am, she knew from experience that it would remain so for another hour or so.
Alex swallowed and glanced out window at the two other cars on road, miles ahead of them, glanced at her sexily smirking girlfriend, then down at her own hand that rested on her own thigh. Self-masturbation certainly wasn't new to the couple, nor was being in the same vicinity during. Alex even had a habit of rubbing her own clit while Olivia fucked her with their strap-on, 'Hmmm,' Alex wondered if her girlfriend had thought to pack their only sex toy? It generally fell to the detective to pack it, Alex considered it a butch thing. She kept the thought to herself though, "Why, whatever do you mean?" Alex finally responded, playing coy.
"I mean," Olivia started, sliding her eyes over to glance at her lover who was looking at her and smiling devilishly. "Why don't grab that blanket from the backset. Slide those sexy jeans down around your ankles , and relieve the pressure yourself?" Olivia held back a groan at the thought of her own suggestion, quickly returning her full attention to the road.
Alex did groan audibly, the thought turned her on, "You serious?" She asked her lover, they'd never even played with car sex before, not even discussed it. Alex had just assumed that her cop girlfriend would be morally opposed to it.
The brunette chuckled, accurately assuming where her Alex's thoughts were. "Completely. I'm not touching you and you're not touching me. Besides, I'm trained to keep my focus," Olivia smiled knowingly when she heard Alex shift uncomfortably in the leather seat. A sure sign that she was really getting 'uncomfortable' now.
The blond felt every bit of moisture leave her mouth and settle between her thighs, she reached into the back seat and pulled the blanket to the front. "One condition, though?' Alex asked, suddenly shy. When her girlfriend quirked a brow she continued, "Talk me through it, at least to start? What you would be doing if you could?" She slid her seat back and reclined the back down, giving herself space.
Olivia felt her breath catch in her chest, "Of course, baby. Whatever you need." Olivia glanced over as Alex spread the blanket across her lap, tucking it under her to soak up any 'leakage' and she shivered when she heard the telltale sound of a zipper. She shifted her eyes back to the road as Alex shimmied out of the tight jeans and pushed both them and her underwear to the floorboard and let her legs fall apart. Alex licked her lips and looked at her lover, who had both hands firmly on the wheel and her gaze completely focused on the road. She reached up and over then to tangle her fingers in the semi shaggy locks and massage her lover's scalp with a firm touch, "I love you," was the simple statement that fell from her lips.
The brunette, groaned and leaned into the scalp massage, Alex knew how much she liked that, how much it turned her on, "I love you too, baby." She let a hand fall then to the blonde's blanket covered thigh, she squeezed lightly once before returning her hand to the wheel. Alex removed her own hand then and let it rest on her own thigh, awaiting instruction. "First, I'd touch your breasts. Feel their weight and rub my palms across your nipples, just once though."
Alex let her eyes slide shut and slid both hands under her shirt, and palmed her own breasts. Brushing her own nipples, just once as directed, then moved back to a firm massage. "I'd roll the left one between my fingers." Alex rolled and pinched the nipple, gasping at the jolt it sent to her clit. She felt more wetness settle between her legs. "Then your right." Alex moaned. "Both now." Alex sighed as the warm pleasure spread through her.
Olivia swallowed, fuck, this was hotter then she'd imagined. "I'd let a hand trail up and down your stomach, teasing you lightly." Alex let her left, dominant hand trail teasingly down her toned stomach, tracing the lines and swirling around her belly button, just the way she knew her lover would, the way she always did. She moved her right hand to massage her left breast, lost enough in the moment to begin moving independently. "I'd let my hand play over the sensitive skin across your hips," Alex trailed her fingertips from one hip to the other, her breath coming in short pants now and her hand had stilled, gripping her breast and squeezing, just how Olivia knew she loved it.
The detective shifted in her seat, her clit was starting to throb against the rough cotton of her boxers. "I'd let a hand down your thigh," she glanced over, gulping as she watched the telltale movement beneath blanket as Alex followed her direction. "Then down the other," Olivia snapped her eyes back to the road and licked her lips, suddenly thirsty and cursing the fact that they hadn't packed water for the road.
Alex moaned loudly this time as her hand trailed down her right thigh, letting her nails scratch lightly on the way up, she shivered as goose bumps rose. She massaged her breast then, switching to the other one and rolling the nipple between thumb and middle finger. She arched into her own touch and panted out her lover's name. Olivia groaned as her name fell from Alex's lips, God, why had this seemed like such a good idea, when she couldn't touch her? 'Oh, well. Carpe Diem,' she thought. "Now, I'd run a single finger through your wetness, circling your clit on the upstroke."
Alex let her finger slide through her wetness and circle, repeated the process and moaned. She dipped into herself, swirling stretching her opening just a little. She moaned and thrust against her hand. Olivia gave an answering moan, "Just do what feels good, baby." She wasn't sure how much longer she could keep her voice even, thankfully Alex seemed far enough gone that she didn't mind.
The blond slowly pumped that single finger into herself, once, twice, three times. She circled her clit again, brushing over the tip on the third. She shivered as a cold chill raced down her spine, exploding with a hot flash that raced back up. Her whole body flushed then, she could feel the heat spreading up her chest and into her cheeks. She dipped two fingers in this time and pumped in time with the hand now roughly massaging her left breast. Her breath came in raspy pants now, a light sheen of sweat cover her body and she was thrusting against herself wantonly. She let the hand that had been massaging her breast trail down now, let slide through the wetness as she pumped in and out with her other, scooped her own wetness and slid slender fingers against her clit. Pumping in and out faster now, rubbing circles ever faster around her clit, circling closer until she was rubbing against it directly.
She let out a sob, "God, 'Liv. So good." She was fast approaching her climax and pumped faster, rubbed quicker, thrust harder. So close, she was so fucking close.
Olivia listened to her lover pant and moan and groan. Listened to the words tumbling from her mouth. Alex had always had a very dirty mouth during sex, much to Olivia's delighted surprise their first time, and now was no exception. When yet another moaned, 'fuck,' left her lover's lips, Olivia couldn't take it anymore. She glanced in the rearview, empty road as far as she could see, she quickly pulled the SUV over onto the shoulder.
Alex pumped faster, the wet sounds issuing from between her legs almost as stimulating as the feeling rushing through her. She was so close, so fucking close. "Come for me," Olivia's voice in her ear made her jump and cry out as her orgasm slammed through her at the words. Lips claimed hers then and a hot tongue demanded entrance, she let it in and groaned, thrusting up against her own hands drawing out her own pleasure. She withdrew the hand from inside herself, still gently rubbing her throbbing and tangled it roughly in dark locks, very nearly crying out into the kiss and intensity of her orgasm. She stilled finally and relaxed back into her seat, arousal darkened blue eyes fluttered open, she glanced out the window and noted that they were pulled over. She smile satedly, "Hmmmm, that was amazing. Not as amazing the real thing, but amazing," she tangled her hand with her girlfriends then and brought it to her lips for a kiss letting her eyes drift shut she let their joined hands rest comfortably on the center console.
"Yes, yes it was. Incredibly." She placed another kiss on her lover's lips. She glanced into the rearview as a car sped past, keeping their hands entwined she flipped on the turn signal and pulled back onto the road. Quickly reaching her comfortable five miles over the limit and setting the cruise. Her pants and boxers were incredibly tight against her throbbing clit and it was still at least two hours DC. She sighed contentedly despite the nearly painful arousal and glanced over at Alex, who had drifted into a sated cat nap, something she ironically only did after a daytime orgasm. At night she was good for…well to date they'd made it to six before she'd start to drift off. Olivia smiled to herself and let her thoughts drift a little blue box in her duffle. She'd had to sign her soul away for what was is in it, but absolutely couldn't wait to see the blonde's face when she presented her with the engagement ring and the question that went with it.
End! R&R! Next chapter should be up by the end of the weekend!