The gentle kiss quickly turned into one full of lust and passion that had been pent up for far too long. Before Casey could object, Olivia had led her to the bedroom and pushed her, far from gently, onto the bed. The redhead fleetingly wondered how the detective knew where the bedroom was, but decided not to dwell on it at the moment. As Olivia crawled on top of her, Casey pulled her down, wrapping her arms around the brunette's neck as they resumed making out. "You don't waste any time," she murmured before letting her tongue freely roam inside Olivia's mouth.

"Never," Olivia whispered. She suddenly broke the kiss, winking as Casey pouted. Moving her lips downward, she bit into Casey's neck as hard as she could. When the attorney cried out in surprise, Olivia sucked the wound in way of apology. However, Casey knew there would be a mark there by morning. "Now when anyone looks at you, they will wonder who gave you that mark. It would be interesting seeing what they come up with."

Casey sighed softly. "Yeah, but it's not as if they will ever know the truth."

Olivia looked into her eyes. "I told you we can come out when the time is right, Casey. Do you really think that would be NOW? Can you imagine the conversation? Hello Captain, how are you today? I know we just lost one of SVU's best detectives, gained two rookies and are dealing with multiple high profile cases, all of which have the potential to discredit the unit and everyone in it, but I felt the need to inform you that I'm sleeping with one of our ADAs."

"I know," Casey mumbled, the color rising to her cheeks. Ever since the night they had entered the relationship, this had been a persistent discussion. Though she knew how detrimental it could be to their careers, Casey still had her moments when the jealousy of seeing other people flirt with Olivia overtook her, so she would try to convince Olivia to tell their friends. Olivia would then convince her to err on the side of caution, and calmly warn her of all the ways it could possibly backlash. Casey sighed, pulling out of her thoughts. "Olivia, I know what it could do to us and our jobs. But I-I'm just really proud to be yours, and I know we haven't been together for the last few years, but I still remained faithful to you, mentally, emotionally, and physically. I HATE sneaking around. I feel like a tramp sometimes, to tell you the truth." She paused when she noticed that Olivia was laughing. "What is so funny about that?" she demanded.

Olivia shook her head. "I don't know. I guess that I understand, but if anyone should feel like the tramp, it should be me. Look at all those times I've emerged from your office after we spent our lunch break doing some very naughty things."

"Very true," Casey noted, biting her lip thoughtfully. "You know, sometimes I would catch the eye of a coworker later in the day, and I would be unable to help but wonder if they heard anything."

"You mean like a certain attorney's insanely loud screams of passion?"

Casey pinched her playfully. "A certain detective might want to ask herself where those screams are coming from before blaming a certain attorney for being so loud. Could it be from being tortured, perhaps?"

"Is the attorney complaining?" Olivia asked, raising her eyebrows suggestively.

Casey giggled. "Of course not, Detective." Once again, she paused, having no idea what had brought on this conversation. Then she remembered. Taking a deep breath, she let it out slowly. "I just don't know what to do anymore, Olivia. I really hate lying. Okay, sure, it's hiding the truth, but that's the same thing! I'm proud to be your girlfriend. But I guess you don't feel the same way." Casey focused her attention on the comforter.

"Now wait a minute. You know that's not true," Olivia responded, lifting Casey's chin so that the attorney's emerald eyes were forced to meet her chocolate ones. "Us hiding our relationship has nothing to do with how I feel about you. Well, it does to a point, because I feel like I need to protect you."

"From what?" Casey asked quietly, having no idea where this was going.

Olivia didn't answer for several moments. The ticking of the clock was just about to drive Casey bonkers when the older woman finally sighed. "If people find out that an ADA working with the Special Victims Unit is sleeping with a detective, it will have many consequences. For one thing, everyone who knows us knows that I am eleven years your senior, so they will gossip about that. In addition, they will claim that there is a conflict of interest. Then, worst of all, they will try to discredit you simply on the basis of you being a lesbian. Trust me, Casey, I've been there, done that. Don't you see? I am not doing this for me. I am doing it to protect the woman I love from any harm, whether it be emotional or physical."

Casey listened to Olivia silently. Finally, her lips curled in a small smile. "So you're not ashamed of me?" "Never have been, never will be," Olivia affirmed. "But if you want to tell everyone about our relationship, that is what we will do. Just say the word."

Casey thought about it for a few moments. Finally, she shook her head. "Let's wait," she replied. Wrapping her arms around the older woman's neck once more, she smirked. "I love you."

"I love you more than anything in the world." Olivia stood up from the bed and walked over to the light switch. Flipping it down, she smiled as the room became enveloped in pitch black darkness. Reaching the bed, she once more laid on top of Casey.

Feeling Olivia's lips against hers, Casey moaned softly, letting her head fall back against the pillows as her eyes fluttered closed. It may have been a secret relationship. But it was one she would never dream of losing.

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