Author's note: Hey everyone. Thanks for the ideas for the beach chapter. I will work them in to the best of my ability. In addition, while I was having writer's block for THIS story, I published a new one called Stay With Me. To anyone who reads it and reviews in that story's review section, I will be eternally grateful. And as always, reviews on THIS one are appreciated greatly. Thanks for reading. You're all awesome.
"Please remain seated as we prepare for landing. It is a beautiful day in Hawaii, with a seventy five degree temperature and a brightly shining sun. We at Southwest thank you for flying with us. We hope you enjoyed your flight, and welcome to Hawaii."
Casey opened her eyes slowly, the pilot's announcement pulling her out of a light sleep. She immediately noticed the blanket she was under. It didn't take much rocket science to deduce that it was her wife who had put it on her. She gently lifted her head off of Olivia's shoulder and looked up at her. "Mmm. Hey," she murmured sleepily. She laid her head back down, loving the feel of Olivia's arms around her.
"Hey, baby, did you sleep well?" Olivia asked, kissing the top of Casey's head.
Casey nodded, still half asleep. "Mmmhm," she replied absentmindedly. "Did you get some sleep?"
"I slept for a little while, but I mostly watched you sleep. You're so cute how you let out little noises while you sleep."
"I do that?" Casey asked, her cheeks turning as red as her hair out of embarrassment. She glanced out of the corner at her eye at nearby passengers to see if they were listening in or not. Luckily, everyone seemed to be immersed in their own business. The woman in front of them was trying to calm her screaming child, the men in the row across from them were discussing the upcoming Super Bowl and laughing raucously, and the couple behind them were too engrossed in their own love session to pay any attention. Casey turned her attention back to Olivia. "You know," she whispered in the older woman's ear, "there are other times I can make cute noises for you."
Olivia choked on the sip of her beer she had just taken. After several moments of coughing, once she had regained her breath, she turned to face Casey. "Why, Mrs. Benson, I you you are not attempting to seduce a police officer. Because if you are, I must inform you of the punishment for doing so."
"Which would be what?" Casey murmured, blowing air onto Olivia's neck, before gently nibbling at her earlobe. She knew she was being naughty, and that it would get her in deep trouble with her wife, but knowing that was what made being a bad girl so fun for her. Olivia often remarked that she wondered if Casey liked her punishments a little too much, but it was only playful jokes.
Olivia smirked, gently pushing Casey away from her so she could gaze into the attorney's eyes. Chocolate brown penetrated emerald. Olivia's gaze was full of lust and longing, making Casey wonder if the heat in the plane had suddenly been raised ten degrees. It certainly felt like it, especially when Olivia pressed their lips together in an extremely passionate kiss. She bit down hard on Casey's tongue, making the redhead whimper in a combination of pain and pleasure. Olivia pulled back. "That, my dear, is just a preview of what is going to happen tonight." Grinning, the detective settled back into her seat as the plane began its descent.
Two hours later, after they had retrieved their luggage and rented a car, Casey and Olivia arrived at the hotel Olivia had booked for them for the next two weeks. It was a five star hotel, and when they entered their bedroom, the first thing Casey noticed was the set of double doors that led to the outside balcony. She had begged Olivia to set up some chairs outside so they could watch the setting sun.
Olivia opened one of the doors and stepped outside, smiling when she saw Casey curled up on one of the lawn chairs, watching the sun dip down behind the horizon. She set a plate on the table between their chairs and sat down. Casey looked over at the food and smiled. "Pizza," she murmured. "How Hawaiian."
Olivia chuckled. "Well I would have ordered it with pineapple on it, but I know your favorite pizza is just double stuffed pepperoni with nothing else on it, so that is what I bought."
"Thank you," Casey replied. She reached for a slice of her pizza and the knife and fork Olivia had placed next to the plate. After cutting the pizza, she took a bite. Once she had swallowed, she smiled, then noticed that Olivia was watching her with a smirk. "What?"
"I have never met anyone who cuts their pizza before," Olivia answered. "Until I met you. I think it's really cute. It's part of what makes you yourself, Case. I love you." She leaned over and managed to give Casey a quick kiss despite the table that acted as a barrier between them.
Casey smiled shyly. "Thanks, babe. I get it from my mother. My dad always thought it was weird too."
The next hour was spent eating, talking, and laughing. Once it was too dark outside, even with the light on, Casey and Olivia cleaned up their mess and went inside, locking the balcony doors. Casey had just put some drinks in the refrigerator that came with their room when Olivia surprised her by pushing her onto the bed and kissing her roughly. "Your punishment...begins...now," the brunette growled between kisses.