AN: everyone - re: "Ouch to Liv's injury"... It was originally going to be Liz's injury, but decided to swap them around ;-). I'm sure there are a few readers that might know how Liz and/or Liv feel/felt ;-). guest - re: "although i really really like this story, i like ill stand you even more. Hope you will update it soon!"... I know lots of readers want me to update ISBY. I guarantee haven't forgotten it and I'll update it when my muse lets me focus on it again. I've updated 'Negotiating' with 5 chapters (ch37-41) since I last updated 'Forbidden' though :-) IBME - re: "Oh my gosh! That was completely unfair!"... I know, but I promise I'll definitely make for it this time ;-)
AN2: I think a little more 'practice' is necessary for Alex and Olivia, so once again I make no apologies for the M rated lady loving in this chapter ;-). Just a note to say that I'll be away for 5 days on holiday, but I'll be taking my PC slate with me (just like I did this time last year, I'm sure I mentioned it in one of the very early chapters of 'Negotiating') so I'll be able to write at night, but not as much as I usually do.
"SORRY!"
At the sound of their bedroom door quickly slamming closed, Alexandra pulled the bed sheet down just enough to peep her head out to make sure Trevor was truly gone. Once she was positive, she flicked the bed sheet back to see Olivia curled in a ball with both hands covering her nose and mouth. This certainly wasn't the way Alexandra has envisioned their first time together, and she was sure Olivia hadn't either.
Right now Alexandra was torn. She was worried about Olivia's wellbeing, but her anger was growing by the moment at best male friend. And she had been so close... so frustratingly close to experiencing that wonderful sensation coursing pleasantly through her entire body, all thanks to what Olivia had been doing between her legs. She knew what that sensation was like from her own fingers, but she desperately wanted to know what it would be like all thanks to the brunette. A pained groan from Olivia made the decision easier.
"Olivia? Are you alright?"
"He... gone?" she mumbled then blinked, trying to rid herself of the spots that were blurring her vision.
"Yes, Trevor's gone."
Keeping one hand over her nose and mouth, Olivia yanked the bed sheet that had been covering them like a tent from the bed. She wrapped it around herself as best she could, quickly stormed to the bathroom ensuite and closed the door.
Alexandra wrapped herself in the quilt Olivia had made her, rather than the other bed sheet. With her hand clutching the loose material at her cleavage, the other she used to knock on the ensuite door, "Liv?... Olivia?"
"Go away!" came the muffled reply.
"Olivia, please?" Alexandra jiggled the door handle but it was locked. Wait a moment, hadn't Olivia locked their bedroom door last night? She said she had, and Olivia wouldn't lie.
"Alex, just... I'm fine!"
"But-"
"Just go and find out what Trevor wanted. I'll be out soon, I promise!"
Alexandra's worry for Olivia was quickly replaced with anger at that mention of that name. Trevor Langan had some explaining to do!
"Did you ask them?" Rafael stood in the doorway of boys room just his satin boxer, arms folded across his chest.
Trevor could only manage a sheepish look at Rafael as he walked past, also only clad in boxer shorts.
Rafael turned and followed after him, "Please don't tell me that you walked in on Olivia and Alexandra... being intimate."
"Umm... ok?"
"You didn't!"
"I didn't see anything, Raf!" Trevor retorted.
"Trev, you really are my stupid Jung, aren't you?" Rafael wrapped his arms around Trevor's torso, their bare chests pressing against each others before giving his love a quick kiss.
"Hey! That's not fair. I can't help if they didn't lock their door!"
"Would you have liked it if either Alexandra or Olivia walked in on us while we were..." Rafael gestured with a gripped fist, "... last night?"
"No, I guess not... But we locked our door! I knocked but I didn't hear anything in reply, so I opened the door and Alexandra squealed before I could ask them!"
"I think I would have yelled if we were interrupted! Especially when we... you know, together."
"Yeah, you're probably right." Trevor agreed with a heavy sigh, "But now I feel awful because I think Olivia might have hurt herself. I heard her yelp in pain."
"How would she hurt herself?" Rafael tried to comprehend what Trevor was implying.
"EUGENE TREVOR LANGAN!" Alexandra snarled from the boy's bedroom door, still wrapped in and tightly clutching the quilt Olivia had made her with both hands. One hand high, one hand low.
Rafael's jaw dropped as Trevor quickly broke their embrace, "Your first name is Eugene?! You kept that quiet all these years!"
"Do you blame me, Rafael? I-"
"I certainly blame you, Trevor!" Alexandra stormed closer, cutting off Trevor's comment that she knew would be him saying that he hated his first name. "What was so important that you came barging in! You know the rules are knock and wait for permission before you enter! And how did you unlock the bedroom door?!"
"I knocked! And I waited! Then I just turned the handle and opened the door to call again, so I didn't unlock it! You obviously didn't lock it to begin with!"
Alexandra challenged, "Are you calling Olivia a liar?! Olivia locked it last night! You unlocked that door!"
"That door wasn't locked!"
"Trevor, calm down!" Rafael rested his hand on Trevor's chest.
"No Rafael, I'm being accused of something I didn't do! All I know is I didn't unlock it like Alexandra's suggesting I did! I would never do something like that!"
"Well, all I know is you came in our room and invaded mine and Olivia's privacy!"
"Yes I opened the door, but I didn't unlock the door! And I'm really sorry I did! But don't know why you're so upset, Alexandra!"
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOU CAME IN TO OUR ROOM WHILE WE WERE-" Alexandra stopped short of revealing what had been happening, "YOU CAME IN TO OUR ROOM!"
"I didn't actually see anything! You and Olivia were covered... like your own personal tent!"
"Looks like you have your own personal tent right now!" Alexandra retorted.
"What?!" Trevor looked at Alexandra, clearly puzzled at the statement.
Alexandra not so discreetly indicated Trevor's boxers with a pointed downwards look.
"Oh geez!" Trevor's hands shot down to cover himself. He turned in the opposite direction, completely embarrassed.
The blonde couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"I can't help that Rafael makes me react like that when he touches me! It has a mind of its own sometimes!" Trevor explained as he felt his face turn beet red.
Rafael gave an embarrassed nod of agreement as his hands discreetly covered himself... just in case, "Same with Trevor for me."
"What was so important to interrupt us?!" Alexandra sighed, knowing what affect Olivia had on her own body.
Trevor called back over his shoulder, "We were wondering when... breakfast would be cooked for us."
"Breakfast?!" Alexandra narrowed her eyes as she scowled at Rafael and Trevor, feeling her frustration rising again. "I DON'T KNOW WHEN BECAUSE YOU'RE BOTH GOING TO COOK BREAKFAST FOR OLIVIA AND MYSELF NOW! Quick cooking lesson: Soft boiled eggs, 3 or 4 minutes in a saucepan of boiling water. Eggs go in AFTER the water is boiling rapidly! And 2 slices of toast each! Make whatever you want for yourselves. You'll also go to Main Town today when you get haircuts and buy meat to have a barbecue tonight that you'll both cook! And not cheap meat either! Good cuts of meat like rib eye or porterhouse from the money your family gave you!"
"Why do we have to cook the barbecue? We have pot roast that Lena cooked!" Rafael said.
"Jungs cook barbecue! Maedels don't! I don't know why, but it's just the way it is! Pot roast will keep for tomorrow night! Olivia may have broken her nose so she won't be cooking today! And during Rumspringa we'll teach you to cook because you'll have to know how to when we go to live in the English world permanently!"
"How on earth did Olivia possibly break her nose?!" Rafael asked.
"I think maybe her head was down between Alexandra's legs! But I didn't see anything because they were covered!" Trevor whispered still not game enough to turn back around.
"It's none of your business what Olivia was doing with me!" Alexandra snapped, tightening her grip of the quilt wrapped around her.
Rafael thought a moment as realisation dawned, "Wait... you can use your mouth?! We have got to read that book, Trevor!"
"What book?" Alexandra asked, genuinely curious.
"None of your business what book!" Trevor hissed. "Go and check on Olivia so we can make your breakfast!"
"Alright, I will! You both stay right here until I come back upstairs with an ice pouch for her. I don't want my privacy invaded again if have to let go of this quilt to fill it!"
"Are you nude under there?"
"Yes I'm naked under here! Just like you are under your boxers! So if you even think of coming down stairs to the kitchen while I'm there... I'll tell Rafael the other name your parents were considering for your middle name instead of Trevor, Eugene!"
Trevor turned back around with his hands still covering himself, "Not that I'm going to go downstairs, but you wouldn't dare!"
"Try me!" Alexandra growled, knowing full well that the threat was good enough for Trevor. However, she doubted she would ever reveal to anyone that Eugene Trevor Langan could have been Eugene Tiberius Langan.
Rafael was waiting near the girls bedroom as Alexandra returned from the kitchen with a freshly filled ice pouch. "I might be wrong in saying, but I think the lock is broken and that's how Trevor opened the door. I had look at it while you were downstairs."
"Are you sure?"
"Fairly certain. Go through and lock it for yourself."
The blonde closed the door and turned the little locking mechanism, hearing the telltale click before stepping out of the way. A few moments later, the door handle twisted and the sound of another click was heard before Rafael pushed the door open with ease. The lock on Alexandra and Olivia's bedroom door was clearly broken.
Alexandra sighed, realising it really wasn't Trevor's fault for barging in. "I'll apologise to Trevor when we come down for breakfast. I know he would never intentionally do something like that. But do you blame me for my reaction?"
Rafael replied with sincerity, "Thankyou Alexandra, I'm sure he'll appreciate that. I'm positive Trevor will apologise to Olivia too, seeing it was because of him that she's injured. And no, I don't blame you for reacting the way you did. I think I would've done the exact same had the roles been reversed if either you or Olivia had walked in on myself and Trevor... being intimate. We'll still have the barbecue for dinner and buy good steaks to make it up to the both of you. I'll let you go and check on Olivia now seeing Trevor's having a shower. I'll have one after him, then he and I will make breakfast for all of us. Come down in say... 20 or 30 minutes?"
Alexandra nodded her head in agreement as Rafael exited. He turned back around and whispered, "Did Olivia really use her mouth... down there?"
"What Olivia and I do is private... just like whatever you do with Trevor," She tried not to grin as she kept her voice low. "However, I'll say that I think you should consider trying that with him."
"That good, huh?"
"It's... wonderfully indescribable."
"That sounds... very interesting. See you at breakfast." Rafael gave her a wink before he closed the girl's bedroom door quietly.
Alexandra took a moment before walking to the ensuite door and knocking gently, "Olivia? Can you unlock the door, please? I have some ice for you."
Several moments past before Alexandra heard the little click of the door being unlocked. When the door didn't swing open, she asked "May I come in?"
"Yeah," Olivia sounded distant.
Alexandra cautiously opened the door and saw Olivia sitting on the little slat bench beside the bathroom sink unit. The bed sheet was still wrapped around her and tucked in at her cleavage as she held a wet face cloth to her nose. Alexandra locked the door, already aware that it definitely worked, and approached while trying to tuck the quilt in a similar fashion.
"Is it broken?"
Olivia shrugged, "I'm not sure. It bled a little bit to start with, but not now."
"Let me see?" Alexandra placed a folded bath towel on the floor before she knelt down to be at Olivia's eye level.
Olivia lowered the face cloth as Alexandra handed over the ice pouch. It was a little bruised and slightly swollen but not as bad as Alexandra expected it to be. The blonde reached out her hand to examine the extent of Olivia's injury.
"OW!"
"I didn't even touch you!"
"I know," Olivia laughed then winced from the self inflicted pain.
"Serves you right," Alexandra tilted Olivia's chin to get a better look. "I don't think it's broken, but I don't think you should go to Main Town today to get your haircut with this bruising. I wouldn't want Rafael being accused of hurting you."
"That's because you did!" Olivia quipped as she pressed the ice pouch to her face.
"It was Trevor's fault!"
"I heard you yelling at him from in here. Heck, I think the Village heard you yelling at him."
"Well, he shouldn't have barged in like that! But it wasn't entirely his fault... the lock is broken."
Olivia asked, "How long do you think until the bruising goes?"
"Probably a week."
The brunette groaned her displeasure of having to wait that long.
"I won't go to Main Town until you're healed."
"No, you go!"
"Liv, I stay. Besides, if the boys go to Main Town without us... that will give us more alone time... together." Alexandra rested her hand on Olivia's bed sheet covered knee.
Slowly, Olivia lowered the ice pouch from her face. "Do you really think that's wise?"
The blonde shrugged as she patted Olivia's thigh in indication for her to open her legs so Alexandra could situate herself closer. Alexandra cradled Olivia's cheeks as she leant closer, her intention to kiss Olivia was clear to the brunette.
"No!" Olivia pulled back.
"What? I just want to kiss you."
"I don't want you to bump my nose again!"
"How long has it been since we did that while just kissing?"
"The first time I put my tongue in your mouth," Olivia remembered with smile. "You weren't expecting me to do that."
"You can say that again. But now I wouldn't have it any other way. Now... don't move while I kiss you!"
Alexandra resumed cradling Olivia's cheeks and tilted her own head to the side as she pressed her lips to the brunette's. She nibbled and tugged on Olivia's bottom lip, encouraging Olivia to grant her access before their tongues became reacquainted. The brunette moaned with desire causing Alexandra's own arousal to increase. As she kept Olivia's mouth occupied, Alexandra's hands made their way down to the tucked bed sheet at Olivia's cleavage and began tugging the material loose.
"What are you doing?" Olivia panted as she broke the kiss, her free hand resting on top of the blonde's at her cleavage.
"I want to kiss you better, and kissing you... down there... will make you feel so much better. Believe me when I say it will take the pain away... but I won't if you don't want me to."
Olivia swallowed thickly, "If you take this sheet off me, will you take off the quilt covering yourself?"
Sitting back on her feet, Alexandra let the quilt slip to the floor of the bathroom, once again revealing her nakedness. She understood why Olivia asked, being nude was so exposing after being taught modesty. But if they were both naked at the same time, they were equal. She resumed kneeling between Olivia's parted thighs before she tugged the bed sheet free from Olivia's body, letting it pool on the little slat bench to reveal all of Olivia Benson. She may have only truly seen Olivia naked for the first time a little earlier, but Alexandra Cabot was sure she was falling further in love with her best friend each time she saw her nude.
It took all of Alexandra's self restraint not to immediately zero in on the triangle of curls between Olivia's legs. The blonde wanted to reciprocate all the wonderful sensations Olivia had made her feel when they had been on the bed, and sealed her lips over a dark nipple before flicking the bud with her tongue then gently tugging it with her teeth. Alexandra paid the same attention to the other nipple before kissing Olivia again. Olivia had discarded the ice pouch to the seat beside her as she tried to remain as still as possible so as not to further injure herself. Her facial injury was still throbbing, but other body parts were beginning to throb too. And she knew that throbbing was so much nicer.
Alexandra kept this little ritual going for a while. One breast, the other breast, Olivia's mouth before she eventually began trailing kisses along Olivia's jawline. Her hand began kneading Olivia's breast as she whispered in the brunette's ear, "Want me to kiss you better now?"
"Uh-huh," was all Olivia could manage. She had been close when they were on the bed a little earlier, and she didn't think it would take too long to tip her over the edge of ecstasy.
Alexandra began working her way down Olivia's body, once again paying attention to each nipple before running the tip of her tongue on the underside curve of both breasts. She dragged the back of her tongue down Olivia's torso, stopping when she arrived at Olivia's navel. The blonde took a moment to part Olivia's thighs a little more before she looked up.
"You are so beautiful, Liv."
"I don't want to hurt you, Alex."
"Trust me, you won't. We're not going to be disturbed now. May I... kiss you... here?"
After Olivia nodded her head, Alexandra nuzzled Olivia's dark curls lovingly and inhaled deeply as she committed the heady aroma of arousal to memory. She knew she would never forget that scent in her life. Olivia shifted her hips forward slightly allowing Alexandra better access. Feeling Olivia's hand rest gently on her head, Alexandra extended her tongue and laved it through Olivia's folds, finally tasting the brunette for the first time. It was better than Alexandra ever imagined. She lapped at the wetness of Olivia's opening before focusing all her attention on the little bundle of nerves with a determined swirl.
Olivia shook her head, "Alex, no... no circles."
"No?" Alexandra pulled back and looked up at the brunette, disappointed. When Olivia had swirled her tongue around and around her own clitoris, it had been wonderfully glorious.
"U-up... up and down... I-I like up and down," Olivia explained with a hint of nervousness.
"Ok, up and down. Like this?" Alexandra flicked her tongue repeatedly.
"Y-yes... like that... just like that!" Olivia gasped. She never thought something other than her own hand could her feel this way. But Alexandra's mouth and tongue was even better than she ever imagined possible. "Alex, inside... like I did... with you."
"Shallow?" she asked before resuming her task.
"Please."
The blonde reluctantly pulled back before coating her middle finger though the moisture between Olivia's legs, taking time to pay attention to the now neglected bundle of nerves. When her finger was sufficiently coated, Alexandra sealed her lips over Olivia's clitoris and resumed flicking it with her tongue before gently slipping her middle finger in and out of Olivia's core. The throbbing between Alexandra's legs began to increase as she continued to make love to Olivia with her mouth, listening to all the little noises Olivia was creating when she moved her tongue. Alexandra's free hand skated down her own body in search of her own bundle of nerves. She had been so very close earlier, and was getting to that point again. She knew it would only take a short amount of time with speedy circles from her own fingers to join Olivia in the impending sensual bliss.
"I think I'm gonna... explode!" Olivia panted almost out of breath, which resulted in Alexandra doubling her efforts between Olivia's legs and her own.
Alexandra pulled away just as Olivia's hips bucked off the bathroom seat, the blonde's own orgasm ripping through her body at the same time as Olivia's. The blonde felt her finger being clenched repeatedly by Olivia's inner muscles as she stilled her hand. She rested her head on the brunette's thigh as they both slowly came back to the here and now. Olivia wondered if this was what Elizabeth Donnelly meant by when she said la petite mort to Lena in Moses' stall all those years ago. If this was her death by orgasm, she didn't care because she was already in heaven. Olivia looked down to see Alexandra looking back at her with a hazy, goofy smile and wondered if that's how she looked to her best friend right now, because that's exactly how she felt.
Alexandra slowly leant forward and kissed Olivia while carefully extracting her finger from within, sharing the brunette's essence for the first time. As Alexandra removed her own fingers from between her legs, Olivia instinctively took the blonde's wrist and guided it to her mouth before licking the remains from Alexandra's fingers then kissing her best friend. Both tasting their combined unique flavour, each knowing that they wanted more.
"If either of us get another injury, I think we should definitely kiss it better like that." Olivia mumbled as she wrapped her arms around Alexandra's body protectively, pulling the blonde closer to her own while Alexandra was still on her knees.
"Love you," whispered Alexandra when their naked bodies were flush against each other.
"Love you too."
"Unfortunately..." Alexandra sighed, "We need to shower now. The boys are cooking us breakfast."
Olivia eyed the shower, "Want to share with me?"
"That's very tempting... but I think we should shower separately, otherwise we may never leave this room."
"The problem with that is?"
Alexandra slapped Olivia playfully on the thigh, "And you call me incorrigible!"
"Umm... we have good news and we have bad news," Trevor said as the girls appeared in the kitchen, fully clothed in English clothes.
"And that would be?" Alexandra prompted.
"The good news is we found the alcohol that Elizabeth and Lena packed!"
"How much?" Olivia asked, once again lowering the ice pouch from her face.
"4 bottles of red wine, therefore a bottle each! So, we're going to have a great bonfire and barbecue tonight!" Rafael said enthusiastically.
"Awesome! The bad news?"
"Well, as you know... we were going to make breakfast for us after what happened earlier. So we cooked the eggs... and ahh..." Trevor and Rafael exchanged looks before Rafael continued, "... they explode when you cook them in the microwave."
Olivia opened the door to see the obliterated egg mess within, before she looked at Alexandra. "I told you I didn't trust this cooking machine!"