Prompt 1: Phone Sex

Relationship: Alex Cabot/Olivia Benson

Title: Back Home

This had been the longest two weeks of Alex Cabot's life. She had traveled back to her hometown a couple weeks ago, following an accident her father had at home. On his way out the door, he had fallen down and broken not one, but both of his hips. So, in an effort to help out her aging parents, she offered to take some time off and travel home to assist them until things were settled down.

Her loving wife, Olivia Benson, had offered to go with her, but Alex was persistent that she stay in New York. She could handle her parents on her own, and she knew how much the squad room would need and miss Olivia had she left. So, it was decided that Olivia would stay back in the city.

This particular day, things were really hard. Alex's father was being extra difficult today; mostly refusing to take his medicine for the pain, because it made him nauseous. By not taking it, however, his pain only increased, which soured his mood. Alex's most recent attempt at getting him to take it was left unsuccessful, leaving her extremely frustrated. Needless to say, she was excited when she received a text from her wife.

Olivia: Hi sweetheart. How are things?

Smiling to herself in the kitchen, her heart warm from the sweet pet name Olivia liked to call her, Alex typed out her response.

Alex: Hi honey. Things are bad, today. Daddy is refusing his medicine…

Pouring herself a glass of water, Alex leaned against the counter, sighing to herself as another text came through.

Olivia: Oh, I'm really sorry to hear that, love. Need some cheering up?

Smiling once more, Alex again typed her response.

Alex: I'd love some.

Finishing her glass of water, Alex grabbed an apple from the counter as she checked her incoming text. Olivia had sent a photo.

Opening it up, Alex's smile quickly became a cheeky grin as a photo of Olivia sitting at her desk, glasses on and smiling, popped up on her screen. She took a moment to admire the photo, her eyes scanning over every inch of Olivia's features; her perfectly fallen brunette hair, her thick black glasses, her soft warm smile, her hand resting on her chin, and her flawless tanned skin. She also couldn't help but notice the way that the two top buttons of her dress shirt were undone, showing off a generous amount of cleavage.

Giving her lower lip a small bite, Alex responded to the photo.

Alex: My, my, my. You sure know how to cheer a woman up. You're absolutely stunning, my dear.

Not long after, yet another text came through.

Olivia: I'm glad my face could help!

Feeling a little daring, Alex typed a flirty response back.

Alex: Well, I can assure you, your beautiful face was not the only thing that caught my eye.

With a chuckle, she sat down her phone and took a few bites of her apple. But before she could be halfway done with it, her father was calling her in for some help.

"Alexandra, dear! I need you!" Her father called.

Swallowing the chewed up fruit in her mouth, Alex called back to him just as another text came in from Olivia.

"Coming, Daddy!"

Wiping her hands off, she decided to check the text before heading into her parents' bedroom.

Olivia: Oh, is that right? Hmm, I wonder what else it could've been.

Alex: Yes, hmm, I wonder…

Sitting her phone back down on the table, Alex quickly made her way to her father, who was already impatiently calling for her again.

"Alexandra!" He called with more urgency.

"Yes, yes Daddy, I'm here," Alex exasperated. "What do you need?"

"What took you so long?" He grumpily replied, his eyes closed in pain.

"I am trying to eat an apple. I had to make sure the stickiness was gone," Alex said, not completely lying about her delay. "Now, what do you need?"

"I need a drink."

"Daddy, you have water right next to you," an annoyed Alex replied.

"Bleh. Give me something with flavor, damnit."

"Oh, come on now. You have barely had any water today. Or food, for that matter. And don't get me started on your medicine," Alex scolded, standing by her father's side.

"That medicine makes me so nauseous. I just want some juice," he replied sadly.

Sighing, Alex put her hand on her father's arm, her thumb moving back and forth against his skin to comfort him.

"Tell you what. I'll get you a nice, cold, tall glass of orange juice, if you promise me you'll take your medicine. Your pain must be unbearable, Dad."

Letting out a sigh, his eyes still closed, Alex's father nodded.

"Great. I'll be right back."

Pleased that her father finally was agreeing to take his medicine, Alex walked back into the kitchen with a smile. Before pouring the glass of orange juice and preparing her father's medicine, she decided to check if her wife had sent another message.

Much to her delight, she had. In fact, she received another photo as well as another text.

Alex's jaw nearly dropped to the floor as she opened the message. There was Olivia, at her desk still, with yet another button undone on her shirt. She was leaning forward more on the desk, accentuating the swell of her breasts until more of her cleavage was on display on the screen.

Olivia: Maybe it was this?

Smiling to herself like a giddy teenager, Alex poured the juice and gathered up the medicine, taking it to her father. She figured she better finish that task before she got any more distracted and would have to be summoned again.

"What's got you so smiley?" Her father asked, wincing as he adjusted his position in bed.

"Well," Alex started, handing her father the juice and medicine. "I'm just glad you're finally taking your medicine. You'll feel much better."

This wasn't a complete lie either. Alex really was happy he finally agreed to the medicine.

"Mhmm," her father groaned, swallowing the pills before laying back down; a sigh escaping his mouth from the pain he was in.

"Need anything else before I head back to the kitchen?" Alex asked, her hand back on her father's arm.

He shook his head in response, hoping to himself that he would be able to take a nap.

Patting his arm softly, Alex leaned down to give his forehead a kiss before making her way back to the kitchen.

Once there, she picked up her phone before sitting at the table, eyeballing the photo from Olivia once more. Her eyes fixated directly to Olivia's chest, Alex could feel her stomach already coiling with heat. She then typed out her reply.

Alex: It absolutely was that. I suddenly miss you more than I already do.

She then picked up her apple once more, which had browned slightly due to the oxidization. Chomping down once more, she waited for Olivia's reply.

Luckily, she didn't have to wait long.

Olivia: And I miss you, too. It's a shame you're not home. I could've left work early.

Letting out a chuckle to herself, Alex responded once more.

Alex: Is that right? Must be a slow crime day.

Before she could even sit her phone down on the table, yet another text came through. It appeared as if the conversation was going to be carried on rather quickly.

Olivia: It is indeed.

Alex: Darn. It is a shame I'm not home then. I'd love nothing more than to be home with you.

Olivia: Me too, Alex.

Leaning to the side so that she could see the other rooms, Alex checked that her mother wasn't coming her direction before opening the camera on her phone. Looking at herself, she adjusted her hair and position before snapping a photo of herself, sending it to Olivia.

Olivia: Wow. You look amazing, Alex. And now I suddenly miss you even more.

Alex: I'll be back soon enough, honey. Only 2 more weeks.

Olivia: When you put it that way… it seems like such a long time.

Alex: I know it does. But we will call each other!

Olivia: We definitely will. And I can't wait to hear your voice.

Alex: And I can't wait to hear yours, either.

Sitting down her phone, Alex got up to pour herself another glass of water and wash her hands before sitting back down at the table. She then began scrolling through the local news headlines before another text popped up.

Olivia: Duty calls. I'll call you tonight, sweetheart. I love you.

Smiling at her phone, Alex let out just the smallest sigh before responding.

Alex: Be safe, Liv. I love you too.

Almost like clockwork, Alex's father again called her from his room to help him adjust his position. As she got up to assist, her mother emerged from the guest bedroom, making her way to the kitchen.

"Alex, dear. After you help your father, would you mind helping me with dinner?" Her mother asked.

"Of course, Mom," Alex said with a smile. She figured it was probably good timing then that Olivia got called out to a case, seeing as she herself was now too busy to chat.

Making her way to her parents' bedroom, Alex smiled at the thought of being able to talk to Olivia this evening.

After a busy night, helping both of her parents all throughout the evening, Alex yawned as she settled in her childhood bed upstairs. As she mostly tended to her father during the day, Alex's mother stayed downstairs during the night to help so that Alex could sleep.

Just as she settled in underneath the covers, her phone began to ring.

"Hi, honey," Alex said softly with a warm smile.

"Hello, sweetheart. How was the rest of your day?"

"Oh, you know," Alex started, followed by a sigh. "Demanding and tiring. This must be how my parents felt when I was a child."

Olivia laughed on the other side of the phone before continuing.

"I'm sure you weren't that big of a handful, Alex."

"You must not really know me, then! You think I'm stubborn now… You should've seen me as a five year old."

Again, Olivia laughed on the other side of the phone.

"Okay, okay. Maybe that is how they felt then."

"Maybe," Alex agreed with a chuckle. "How was the rest of your day though?"

"Oh, not too bad. We luckily caught a break earlier in the case and caught the perp quickly. So now, I'm just enjoying laying in bed."

"Well that's a good thing. Not too often that happens, unfortunately."

"You aren't kidding…"

After a brief moment of silence, just listening to each other breathe, Alex spoke once more.

"You know… I keep looking at those photos you sent me earlier."

"Oh yeah? You like them then, huh?"

"Mmm, absolutely. Really makes me wish I was home."

"Oh, me too. I'm sure you're exhausted, but I can't promise we'd be getting much sleep."

Laughing at her wife's response, Alex responded even more flirtatiously.

"Really, now? And why is that, darling?"

"I think you know why, Alex. It's uh… it's been a while since we've seen each other."

"Very true, very true."

Again, a brief moment of silence passed through the phone. Olivia this time was the first to speak.

"So… what're you wearing?"

Alex immediately couldn't control the cackle that left her mouth.

"'What am I wearing?' My God, Liv. You're making this sound like a 90s sex line."

This time, Olivia was the one who couldn't control her laughter.

"Hey! I'm trying to make the best of this situation. So tell me. What're you wearing?"

Looking down at herself, Alex again chuckled.

"I'm wearing your NYPD t-shirt with my pink pajama shorts."

"Oh, how lovely. You know, you should slip the shorts off."

"What?" Alex said with another slight laugh. "You realize my parents are downstairs."

"Yes, because I'm sure your father will be rushing upstairs to check in on his 40 year old daughter with two broken hips."

Alex paused before answering, her lips pursed. Olivia did have a point.

"Well, what about my mother?"

"I'm sure your father is keeping her very busy. Plus, she knows she's on night duty. Come on, live a little!"

"Someone sure wants to know what I have on underneath, huh?"

"Mmm, I absolutely do."

Alex couldn't help but shudder at the deep tone of Olivia's voice. Biting her lip, she stood up and slipped her shorts off, leaving her in her underwear before crawling back beneath the covers.

"Okay, you win. Shorts are off."

"Good. Now, which underwear are you wearing?"

"The black lace ones, that you like so much."

"Is that so? Man, it really is a shame you aren't home right now. I'd absolutely love to slip you out of them."

"Liv…" Alex said, shifting underneath the covers just slightly.

"What? Does that thought turn you on, Alex?"

Alex only briefly paused, her mouth suddenly dry before responding. "Y-yes."

"Imagining me slipping you out of your underwear before laying myself between your legs?"

"Jesus, Liv," Alex said breathlessly, feeling her stomach tighten again with the same feeling from earlier in the day.

"Sorry. Too much?"

"N-no. Not at all. Keep going, if you want."

"You sure?"

"Absolutely."

"Okay. Close your eyes for me sweetheart."

Doing as she was told, Alex closed her eyes. "Okay, they're closed."

"I want you to imagine that I'm there with you, okay?"

"Okay," Alex agreed, nodding her head.

"Take your hand, and slip it underneath your shirt. Using your fingertips, I want you to slowly trace from your stomach to your chest."

With her eyes still closed, Alex did just that. She took her free hand and slipped it beneath her shirt, making her way upwards to palm her breast.

"Now, I want you to start playing with your nipples, okay? Make them hard for me."

Alex did as she was told, biting her bottom lip and letting out a few shallow breaths as she toyed with her nipples. After a few moments, Olivia spoke again.

"Are they hard for me?"

"Yes," Alex answered.

"Good. Keep playing with them. I know how wet it makes you."

Inhaling sharply at the crude language, Alex continued on with her instructions; switching back and forth every few seconds until she was unknowingly letting out soft moans through the phone.

"Does that feel good, Alex?"

"Mmm, yes," Alex responded, biting her lip once more as another soft moan escaped her lips.

"How wet are you?"

Removing her hand from her breasts, Alex began her descent towards her underwear, slipping past the waistband and between her lips. She was instantly met with a warm wetness that coated her fingers.

"Oh, I'm… pretty wet, Liv."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Perfect. Just what I like. Now, why don't you slip those fingers inside of yourself for me?"

Her core tightening at the words, Alex made another soft sound as she reached just a little bit lower – slipping the tips of two of her fingers into clinging heat.

"Fuck," Alex whispered, pushing her fingers further inside of herself before pulling back out, then pushing back in again.

"How does that feel?"

"So good, Liv."

"Mmm, good. Keep doing that, I want to hear you as you fuck yourself."

Alex continued her motions, pushing her fingers inside of herself before pulling back out, and pushing them in again. And as the seconds moved on, her speed and force grew in intensity, much like her moans.

"God…" Olivia husked, letting out a few sounds of her own. "Your moans are so hot, Alex. Keep doing that."

For the next several minutes, Alex continued fucking herself and moaning for Olivia as she listened, her own moans now coming through the end of the phone.

"Listening to you makes me so wet, Alex. I could listen to you for hours."

Smiling to herself, Alex bit her lip as she continued pleasing herself for Olivia.

After a few more minutes, Olivia spoke once more.

"Okay, Alex. I want you to play with your clit, now."

Letting out a small whimper, Alex removed her fingers from inside herself and moved them up to her clitoris, beginning to rub it in soft circles.

"How does that feel?" Olivia asked her breathlessly.

"Amazing," Alex husked, increasing her speed against her clit.

"Good. Would it help if I told you I was touching myself, too?"

Whimpering in response, Alex choked out a soft "Yes."

For the next few minutes, no words were said between Olivia and Alex. All that could be heard between them were shallow breaths, whimpers, and moans; all of which were slowly increasing in both intensity and volume.

Before long, it was Alex who spoke first.

"Liv?" Alex breathed. "I'm getting really close."

"Me too, Alex. Me too. Keep going, I want us to come together."

Letting out yet another moan at that thought, Alex rubbed herself in even faster circles before speaking once more. "Liv… I can feel it building now."

Olivia growled before responding.

"Same here, sweetheart. Just keep going. Listen to my sounds, and I'll listen to yours."

Within the next few minutes, Alex could tell that Olivia's breathing was becoming even shallower, her moans becoming higher pitched; a sign that told her Olivia was about to release.

So Alex kept rubbing, her own breath becoming just as shallow as Olivia's as she felt the familiar pull deep within her core. Her orgasm was quickly approaching, and she wanted to make sure Olivia knew.

"Liv… Liv… I'm going to come."

"Then come, Alex. Come for me. Imagine it's me there with you making you come in your favorite way."

This thought alone was enough to send Alex over the edge. With the image of Olivia's face between her legs, Alex gave herself a few more rubs before she felt herself flying; her orgasm hitting her, and hitting her hard.

Biting her lip so that her parents couldn't hear downstairs, Alex moaned her pleasure through the phone as her head slammed back into the pillow.

And as she rode the waves of her orgasm, she listened as Olivia, who was home alone and comfortable in their house, had no qualms about expressing her own pleasure. She moaned, and moaned loudly, repeating Alex's name over and over until her own waves of pleasure subsided.

The two laid there afterwards, in their own respective beds, just listening to one another's breathing until it returned to normal.

"Wow," Alex finally said, chuckling. "That was… pretty nice, actually."

"Yeah… it was, wasn't it?"

"Absolutely."

"So…" Olivia started before pausing. "Same time tomorrow?"