Authors Note- This chapter is rated M for some light smut. Be warned.
Alex had allowed herself to fantasize about a naked Piper on one occasion and one occasion only since they'd met. She certainly didn't have the libido of a teenage boy like Nicky did but she was only human and the image of the blonde in just a bra in panties in her bed the night she'd gotten drunk, coupled with not having had sex for a month, had been too much to take and she'd desperately needed release.
But no fantasy could hold a candle to Piper standing in front of her, stripped bare, of not just her clothing, but standing in front of Alex completely trusting and open. There was no hesitation as she came toward her and there was no question in Alex's mind then that this was absolutely what Piper wanted.
The sight of her nearly took Alex's breath away. Piper was all smooth, creamy skin, and slim curves and supple breasts and she hummed contently as the brunette caressed the length of her body. She had to remind herself not to rush, to relish every inch of Piper and ignore the ache between her own legs as she concentrated on showing her exactly how she felt. Words seemed inadequate and clumsy but her hands and mouth could say far more.
As Alex moved her fingers down the curve of the other woman's hipbone, she paused. Green eyes connected with blue and wordlessly, Piper nodded.
"Please," she added, a slight pleading to her tone and Alex swallowed hard, taken aback at how stunning she was at that moment. Her hair was wild and her lips were swollen and her eyes were dark with need. There was just no way Alex could not give her what she asked for.
Alex's fingers grazed Piper's sex, and she was a little startled at how wet she was, the mere fact turning her on even more. She traced light, deliberate circles on her clit, and Piper moaned, arching against her fingers.
"Please." There was that word again, said against Alex's mouth as Piper nipped at her lower lip. By now, the brunette was almost unbearably soaked and Piper's sounds of pleasure weren't exactly helping her cause.
Sliding two curved fingers in, Alex felt Piper instantly tighten around them. "God, Alex," she whispered, closing her eyes. This gave her the go to move a little faster, thrusting a little deeper as she pressed a heated kiss to her neck.
Piper bucked her hips wildly and Alex leaned down to take the other woman's nipple into her mouth. That was enough to nearly send her over the edge but she continued to move with Alex, obviously getting dangerously close.
"Look at me," Alex demanded softly, and Piper obeyed, her eyes completely glazed over with passion. Instantly, Alex felt the impending explosion as the other woman threw her head back as pure pleasure took over her body.
"Al," Piper managed when she could speak again. "I..."
"Shhh," Alex said wickedly, putting a finger to her lips, "Not done yet."
A few hours later (Alex hadn't bothered to look at the clock but it was bound to have been close to five a.m), Piper was contentedly tucked into her side. She had definitely broken her own rules; no cuddling, no basking in the afterglow, no sleepovers. (No way could she work up the energy to go back to her own room.)
"You're so fucking gorgeous," The blonde murmured lazily and Alex raised her eyebrow. "What? You are," she smiled, intertwining their fingers.
"Sorry. You just sounded so un Piper like."
"Most people just say thank you." Piper teased. "Seriously, I mean I knew how beautiful you are, obviously...I have eyes. But like...seeing all of you..."
Normally, Alex would've given her a hard time but Piper was so adorably earnest she could do nothing but lay a tiny kiss on her knuckles. "I could say the same thing, Pipes."
That made a slight pink blush rise in Piper's cheeks and she hesitated.
"What's up?"
"Was it OK? I've never...I mean, I didn't really know what I was doing."
Since the singer had come into her life, Alex had gotten small glimpses into the real Piper. The woman who wasn't completely self-assured and in control. She got the impression Piper didn't show this side to everyone and suddenly she was hyper aware of what a precious gift it was. Which also made her incredibly fucking anxious because Alex often spoke out without thinking, a trait which tended to get her into trouble.
"Piper," She heard herself saying, her gaze meeting the other woman's, "You knew what you were doing, OK? Trust me."
And it was true. She'd needed a little initial guidance but as soon as Alex told her what felt good, she'd been an incredibly quick study. It had turned her on to know how much Piper wanted to please her, even though she'd assured her she didn't have to reciprocate. But Piper had insisted and Alex wasn't at all surprised she'd gone down on her with the same passion she exhibited when she sang. If there was one thing she was absolutely certain of, it was that Piper Chapman didn't do anything half assed.
"You good?" The brunette pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
"I can't move now but yeah, I'm good. Better than good. Amazing." Piper nudged her lightly. "But you've probably heard that before."
"Not polite to kiss and tell, kid."
"Uh huh," Piper shifted so that she could look at her. "So this, this is a game changer, isn't it?"
Alex nodded slowly. "Yeah. I think so."
"Where do we go from here?"
"I don't really have an answer to that, Piper," She sighed. "I mean, I don't think we really need to have one right now...not at five a.m., anyway. We could go to sleep for like two hours and then we can figure things out."
"Of course. Absolutely. Sorry, overthinking is like, my thing," she chuckled. "I drive Larry-" Instantly, she stopped in her tracks, realizing her mistake.
"It's fine," Alex rubbed her shoulder. "He still exists, Pipes. And yeah, eventually, we're gonna have to discuss him. But for now..."
"Sleep." Piper supplied gratefully. "Uh...do you want to stay here? I know we only have a little time before we have to be up anyway but..."
Once again, Alex was slightly disarmed by her fumbling when she was used to the blonde being so certain and once again, she found it completely charming. "I wasn't planning on going anywhere. Come here." Pulling Piper in closer, she spooned her, resting her chin on the other woman's head.
Yup, totally broke all my own damn rules, she thought, suddenly drowsy from sex and Piper's warmth. Piper, for her part, had fallen asleep almost the instant Alex had enveloped her body. It all felt totally good and totally right and then and there Alex decided she'd worry about the shitstorm later because Piper was asleep in her arms and she smelled like Alex and vanilla and her own sexy musk and her brain and her body were a pile of useless goo and it literally hurt to think of anything else.
In two hours, she'd shower in her own room and meet her in the lobby with coffees she'd just bought(knowing that Piper took hers with only a splash of milk and three sugars), and they'd board the bus and sit together in the back and no one would know what they'd done, except them. And it'd be a big, beautiful secret and they'd enjoy that fact, knowing fully well it wouldn't be discreet for much longer.
But Alex was content to live in that singular moment. Because she felt alive, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes in a way she hadn't felt in a very, very long time, possibly ever. Because Piper was the best drug she'd ever had, she was what Alex felt like when she played, she was everything.
She absolutely wouldn't think of what it would feel like the day she got her fucking heart broken.
