"Oh. My. God, Olivia," Casey murmured, her gaze still focused on the handcuffs. If she didn't know any better, she would worry that her eyes had completely popped out of her head, as surprised as she was.
"Oh my god, what?" Olivia asked, walking over to Casey and wrapping her arms around the redhead from behind. "Don't you mean, oh my god, Olivia, I'm so surprised, but in a good way, because I know you're going to drive me to insane heights of pleasure until I cannot walk tomorrow morning."
Casey turned her head enough so she could shoot the older woman a playful glare. "I soooo don't sound like that," she replied, her voice taking on the valley girl dialect Olivia had employed. She paused for a moment as her wife's words finally sunk in. "Wait a minute. What do you mean I won't be able to walk?"
"Just that, baby. You'll see." Olivia kissed her gently on the neck, biting down so softly that Casey wondered if she had imagined it. With a low growl, the brunette pulled every stitch of clothing the ADA was wearing off within seconds, tossing them to the floor carelessly. Grabbing Casey's hand, she pulled the attorney over to the bed and pushed her down, pinning her firmly. Raising Casey's arms, she placed the cuffs on her wrists and locked them. Casey briefly wondered how it was possible that, while technically being handcuffed to a wall, she could still be laying down in absolutely no pain at all.
Casey watched as Olivia took her own clothes off and then dimmed the light next to the bed. "You didn't read me my rights, Detective," she said, defiantly looking straight into Olivia's eyes. Seeing Olivia's eyes flicker with what was obviously a warning, Casey felt a flutter in her belly that traveled downwards.
Instead of answering right away, Olivia got on top of her, pinning her firmly against the bed. "Did you say something, Counselor? Because it sounds to me like someone needs a little lesson in how to talk to people." Tossing the key to the handcuffs onto the nightstand beside the bed, Olivia continued. "You want to be read your rights? Fine. Casey Elizabeth Benson, you are under arrest for assault in the first degree and insubordination. Right now your sentence is looking quite harsh, but, I'm not unreasonable. It is possible to get out early for good behavior."
Casey felt her arousal spike as she listened to the older woman's words. If there was anything hotter in the world than Olivia Benson when she was in a particularly domineering mood, as she was tonight, Casey had yet to think of something. Their cop/ADA banter was always part of their special time together, even when they simply wanted to take things slowly. "What is my sentence, Detective?" the redhead asked.
"You'll find out soon enough," Olivia replied. "I think it would be more practical if, instead of wasting my breath explaining it to you, I show you. To demonstrate the severity of your crimes, of course." As an evil grin formed upon her face, the detective moved to the other end of the bed and positioned herself in front of Casey. Her fingertips gently brushed across the attorney's hypersensitive skin. Feeling Casey jump, Olivia smirked. "Now if you get worked up this quickly, how do you plan on surviving a full prison sentence?" she asked. Suddenly, she added "Close your eyes."
"Olivia, this-"
"Close them," Olivia ordered, looking up at her.
Groaning softly, Casey did as she was told. As she closed her eyes, she allowed her head to fall back against the pillows. Briefly, her mind wandered to curious theories of what Olivia had in mind, but she had no more than a few seconds to ponder them, because, almost as soon as she had closed her eyes, she felt Olivia bite down yard on her clit. Casey let out a yelp, more of surprise than pain, though Olivia did have sharp teeth.
"I warned you," Olivia murmured against her. "You would think you would know not to sass me by now, especially after almost six years of being together. Now keep your eyes closed and do not open them. I know you like to watch me make love to you, but not tonight." Having said her peace, the brunette settled against the bed and began moving her tongue in gentle circles around Casey's clit.
Every few seconds, Casey felt Olivia bite down again, progressively harder each time. She moaned quietly in pleasure, unconsciously attempting to reach down and pull her wife's hair before she remembered that she was handcuffed, which made it quite impossible. She hated how quickly she had gotten worked up. This was their wedding night, after all. Wasn't it supposed to be slow and romantic? Casey doubted that an orgasm after only a few minutes qualified in either of those categories.
She was yanked from her thoughts when Olivia bit down harder than ever and her tongue began to rotate between biting, sucking, and licking her clit, and Casey's moans grew louder accordingly. "Olivia," Casey whimpered, straining against the handcuffs yet again. In response, Olivia reached up and began massaging Casey's breasts, growling as the redhead's nipples hardened in response to her touch. Just as Casey thought she was going to explode, Olivia stopped and pulled back.
Casey looked at her, pouting before quickly shutting her eyes again, realizing she had disobeyed Olivia's orders. With a small smile, Olivia leaned down and kissed her passionately on the lips. "I have a better idea." Without elaborating, the brunette stood up from the bed. Though her eyes were closed, Casey could hear the nighstand drawer creak open. Moments later, she heard Olivia say "Open." She did as she was instructed, just in time to notice Olivia holding a strip of cloth, which she used to gag the attorney. "Close." Sighing, Casey did as she was told again.
"Good girl," Olivia replied, settling once more at the foot of the bed. Gently prying Casey's thighs apart, the brunette's tongue resumed its work torturing the attorney's throbbing clit; simultaneously, she easily thrusted three fingers into her, making Casey whimper against the gag. "You're so beautiful, baby," Olivia murmured. "Gorgeous, sexy….you know you want to come for me. Do it, sweetheart." After relaying her orders, Casey pulled Casey's clit into her mouth and sucked on it so hard that it was nearly painful, with her tongue moving in tiny circles with just a hint of pressure. And as she bit down one last time at the perfect moment, the redhead lost it.
Casey cried out loudly as her orgasm took ahold of her and she came in Olivia's mouth. As Olivia cleaned up her mess and then swallowed, Casey slowly came back to earth. Finally, she collapsed on the bed, panting as she tried to calm her racing heart. "Payback's a bitch," she managed to whisper.
Author's note: Well, what did everyone think? Let me know please. Reviews are ALWAYS welcome. They are what makes stories feel welcome and appreciated. Thanks for reading.