Olivia frowned as she bounced Lexie up and down against Alex's mattress, her eyes never leaving a bare back dusted with freckles. Her eyes traced over them greedily, hoping to memorize the patterns drawn across the entirety of her back, all the way down her spine. She hardly considered the red fabric that hung loosely off of Alex's shoulders and scooped down to her lower back a distraction from her quest.
"Remind me again why you have to go to this?" Olivia asked as she finally managed to pull her eyes up off of Alex's rear so that she could meet blue eyes.
Alex stayed unmoving for a few seconds before she spun around, her makeup now done, dark eyeliner accentuating her blue eyes beautifully and a faint blush brushed across her cheeks, making her fantastic bone structure look even more prominent. "Politics," Alex answered simply as she turned back to the mirror and scooped her hair up into her hands.
She pulled it up and paused as she evaluated herself in the mirror. "Down." The blonde raised an eyebrow in the mirror at the detective. "I like it better down," Olivia explained as she picked Lexie off of the bed and walked over to the bathroom, pausing behind the blonde.
Alex smiled in response as she dropped her hair back down, reaching for a brush. Instead, Olivia shifted Lexie into one arm and used her other hand to brush blonde locks over one shoulder, completely baring the other. "You think so?"
Olivia nodded as she made eye contact with Alex in the mirror. "You look stunning." She stepped away and allowed Alex to exit the bathroom in her knee length red dress, the tight fabric clinging to her thighs and making her legs look incredibly sexy.
The blonde quickly bent over and grabbed onto her black heels, slipping them on expertly while Olivia stole a glance at her rear. She tried not to notice that there were no underwear lines because that meant that Alex was most likely wearing a thong and she really didn't need those images in her head especially when…
A ringing broke her train of thought and Olivia looked at Alex in confusion. "That would be my date for the night," Alex explained as she headed out to the living room with Olivia on her tail.
"Wait, what? Date?" Alex certainly didn't mention that part, Olivia knew she would've remember that important piece of information. The blonde opened up the door, revealing a tall man in a black suit with a matching red tie and vest. One look at his face made Olivia's blood boil. She had seen him far too many times in a courtroom and on the opposite side of the interrogation table…
"You look gorgeous tonight, Alex," He husked, looking her up and down before glancing in Olivia's direction.
"Thank you, you look rather suave yourself, Trevor. Olivia, this is Trevor Langan. Trevor, Olivia Benson," Alex introduced them, looking curiously between the two when neither said anything.
"Unfortunately I'm already acquainted with Langan. Nice to see you somewhere other than across my interrogation table," Olivia quipped.
Alex raised an eyebrow before Trevor's profession came back to her. "Oh…Well, this isn't awkward at all. Let's go," Alex suggested as she opened up the door and gestured for Trevor to exit. He stayed for a second, eyeing Olivia up for a few more seconds before leaving. "Sorry, Liv. I'll see you later."
"Don't bother waiting up, Detective Benson!" Trevor called out right as Alex closed the door. The brunette felt her blood boil as she clenched her fists before relaxing. She needed to put the little girl in her arms to bed before she could be angry.
With practiced ease, Olivia put Lexie down after changing her diaper and redressing her in night clothes. Next up was Ben, who was still intently watching his educational program that Alex had put on. After ten minutes of trying to reason with him, Olivia decided that she'd allow him to stay up a little bit longer. He seemed a bit upset that Alex was leaving for the night since Olivia was usually the only one who left and even then, she made an effort never to arrive home after the kids went to bed.
A few more minutes turned into three hours for Ben and Olivia as they both watched a few more of Ben's TV shows before he convinced Olivia to put on Peter Pan. Ben managed to last through a little over half of the movie before he was out cold, comfortably snuggled against Olivia's chest and wrapped tightly in a blanket.
The detective felt no need to put him to bed since technically he was sleeping. Besides, she didn't feel like being alone tonight. After a few minutes of contemplating, she gave up and grabbed her phone, hitting the speed dial. As she waited for the call to connect, she picked up Ben and carried him back to his bedroom, tucking him in for the night.
"Heeeeey!" Came the slightly intoxicated voice from the other end as she returned to the living room. "Liv how ya doin'? We're all at the bar, you gonna join us? What's that? Fin says he misses you babay giiiiirl."
Olivia grinned as she imagined Elliot chugging down beers with Munch and Fin. "Sorry, I'm on kid duty tonight."
"Lame…No sexy pants Alex?" She could faintly here Munch asking who this 'sexy' Alex was.
"Nope, she is out at the moment. It's been three weeks, by the way," Olivia mentioned, wondering if he'd get what she was referring to.
"OH SHIT! You owe me twenty bucks I knew Alex would kiss you!" She could hear Elliot whooping on the other end of the phone although it sounded like he had since moved away from Munch and Fin before he started talking to keep her life private.
"Ha, no. You're going to owe me twenty bucks. Still nothing. Besides, she's out on a date with the wonderful Trevor Langan right now."
"Langan? The defense attorney aka slimeball? That Langan?" She chuckled at the sound of distaste in Elliot's voice.
"The one and only," She confirmed, just imagining his slimy hands on Alex's bare back, his breath on her ear as he whispered something to her, hands sliding lower and lower on her back as the seconds ticked by.
Before Elliot could respond, the sound of laughter came from the hallway along with a thud against the door. "Gotta go El, I think she's back with the slimeball." She hung up her phone and quickly walked over to the door and looked through the peep hole.
Just as she predicted, Trevor's face was visible through the hole along with the back of Alex's head and the door shook slightly, the blonde clearly leaning heavily against it. "I am so happy to be home. Did everyone have sticks up their asses? God they were all so uptight. I hate these events," Alex's voice echoed through the door.
"Yeah but you know you had fun with me." Olivia grimaced as Trevor smirked at Alex. She watched him shuffle on his feet for a few seconds before he placed one arm against the door and leaned closer to the blonde.
Absolutely fucking not. Olivia quickly unlocked the door and pulled it open, barely managing to catch the drunk blonde as she tumbled backwards into the living room. The detective wrapped her arms around Alex's waist and held her upright as she glared at Trevor who scrambled to hold onto the door frame so that he wouldn't fall as well.
"Nice to see you brought her back in one piece," Olivia commented as she looked down at Alex who was laughing. "Although did you really have to get her this drunk?" She wrapped a strong arm around Alex's back and held her tight against her body.
"Liv, it's fine. Everyone was so damn uptight there was no way I was going to endure all that without a drink. Trevor kept me sane by getting me drunk." The detective bit her cheek so that she wouldn't cuss at the defense attorney in front of Alex.
"At least you're home now. Good night, Trevor." As Olivia tried to shut the door on him, he stopped it with his foot.
"Wow, well hello to you, too. Actually I don't think Alex and I were done talking for the night so if you don't mind, I suggest you let me into her apartment."
"It's her apartment too, Trevor," Alex interjected as she finally managed to stand up on her own although she still clung to the detective. "Besides, I'm about to pass out so don't push your luck." Olivia couldn't hold back the grin that spread across her face.
"Good night, Trevor." With that, Olivia closed the door on him and locked it before guiding Alex down the hallway. "Glad you enjoyed yourself tonight, Lex, but maybe next time not so much alcohol? Trevor certainly looked like he wanted to get…lucky."
Alex laughed as she immediately flopped down on her bed, too lazy to take off her clothes. "Trevor? No way, he knows he isn't ever getting in my pants. He's definitely not my type…not even close. Besides, I wouldn't have sex while you were here with the kids." She kicked her heels off, allowing them to land awkwardly in the middle of her floor.
Olivia rolled her eyes as she picked them up and set them up right in Alex's closet. "So…" She had an opportunity and she wasn't going to let it pass. "Who is your type?"
"Tall, dark, and handsome," Alex stated confidently as she smiled contently. With a little of effort, she stood up only to be steadied by Olivia who now had pajamas for her in hand.
"So Trevor…"
"Definitely not." Alex bit her lip as she looked down at Olivia, her eyes trailing over the detective's chest. "I like them…curvier." The detective wondered if it were possible for her eyebrows to disappear beneath her hairline.
Alex grinned before she released her hold on Olivia and grabbed onto the clothes, tossing them on the bed. She pulled the sleeves of her dress off of herself, completely exposing her back to Olivia before allowing the front to fall forward so that only Alex's rear was covered by the dress.
And with that, Olivia spun on her heels and booked it out of the room. Somehow it felt like the room grew a hundred degrees hotter in the few minutes that passed since Alex came home. She rushed into her bedroom and shut the door, leaning up against it.
She took a few calming breathes before stripping out of her clothes and pulling on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. As she rummaged through her drawers, she paused. There was no way she was going to be able to sleep tonight.
She pushed aside some of her belongings before grabbing onto a box, one that she had just recently acquired from her old apartment. She glanced back at her bedroom door before wandering over to it and flicking the lock in place.
She returned to her bed and pulled out the small vibrator, setting it on the side of her mattress. Within a few minutes, she was comfortably spread out on her bed with a hand between her legs, hesitantly touching herself in places she hadn't for months.
Minutes later, her eyes were clenched shut as images of Alex's bare back and seductive smirk flooded her mind. "Oh, fuck, Alex…"