Just a reminder that this series is a collection of short, unrelated chapters, so this chapter has nothing to do with the previous one. And it's rated M for sexual content.

I'm still working on my other stories, but these little snippets are coming more easily to me right now. I have several other ideas, lol.

Reviews are welcome! :)


Title: The Heat

Genre: Humor/romance

Rating: M

Season: 14

Episode: N/A (but references "Father Dearest" - season 13, episode 20)


"Liv, I'm freezing!"

Olivia chuckles and rolls her eyes, burrowing deeper into the thin blankets as she turns to face the wall, searching in vain for that elusive warmth. Trying to get some rest in the cribs after the heat has gone out is proving to be a difficult endeavor, especially since her fellow detective won't stop whining about it.

"Livvvvv."

"For god's sake, Rollins, what do you want me to do? I can't just snap my fingers and magically make it warmer in here," Olivia replies in exasperation, desperate for the soothing arms of slumber to wrap themselves around her exhausted body and carry her away from reality for a little while.

Their latest case has been brutal and is dragging on with no end in sight, Olivia extremely sleep-deprived, cranky and short on patience as a result. Her stomach is rumbling non-stop and reminding her that she hasn't eaten a decent meal in days, but she is too cold and tired to even consider setting foot outside this room in search of food.

"You don't have to call me that when we're alone," the younger woman admonishes her softly, Olivia listening to the creak of the bunk across from her own as the blonde shifts restlessly on the mattress. "You can call me by my first name."

"I know," Olivia sighs drowsily, rubbing a hand over her face as her eyelids flutter closed. "I'm sorry, Amanda. Old habits die hard, I guess."

Their relationship is still quite new, both detectives admitting their feelings for each other after going undercover as a lesbian couple several months earlier. They have been taking it slow and seeing how things go, careful to keep their fledgling connection under wraps for now, before making any decisions to disclose to their superiors or let their teammates know.

Olivia's feelings are deepening with every passing day, but for now she is content to remain at the same leisurely pace they have taken from the start, not wanting to rock the boat and risk ruining what is turning out to be the best relationship she has ever had. It has been wonderful getting to know Amanda gradually, without any need to rush or pressure to move more quickly, immensely enjoying their dates at a variety of places around the city or just spending quiet nights together at either of their apartments.

A smile touches Olivia's lips as she thinks of how lovely these past few months have been, and how grateful she is that they had both found the courage to confess their feelings instead of continuing to hide them. She can't imagine her life without Amanda and although it's too soon for her to admit to her intensifying emotions, Olivia knows without a doubt that she is falling in love with her, hopeful that her dreams will revolve around Amanda rather than the monsters from her past.

She is finally starting to drift off when her chattier-than-normal colleague interrupts her descent into oblivion, jerking awake with a start at the sound of Amanda's pleading voice. "Can we share, Liv?"

Olivia cracks an eyelid open and cranes her neck over her shoulder to get a look at the quivering blonde, who is now sitting up in the bunk and gazing at her with a hopeful expression. "Share? I hope you're not talking about sharing a bed, Amanda. We don't know if anyone is going to walk in."

"Well, what else would I be talking about? And no one will come in," the other woman assures her with a confident grin. "The guys have already had their turn to sleep. Everyone is out in the field. No one is coming in here, trust me."

"We can't know that for sure."

"Come on, Liv. Do you want your girlfriend to freeze to death only a few feet away from you?" Amanda's tone is plaintive, her lower lip protruding in a pout that Olivia finds far too endearing. "You'll be blaming yourself for the rest of your life for my preventable demise, knowing you could have done something to save me. Think of all the sad, lonely nights in your future. Think of how unsatisfied you'll be without the best sex you've ever had."

Olivia chokes on a fatigued laugh at the sudden dramatic nature of the woman she is dating, Amanda usually so eager to play it cool and act like the toughest person in the room. "Alright, get your freezing little butt over here," she acquiesces with no small amount of hesitation, holding up a corner of the quilt in invitation.

She lets out a surprised squawk as Amanda launches from her bed like she has been shot out of a cannon and leaps under the covers next to her in record time, Olivia finding herself in a knot of tangled limbs before she can even blink. "Will you settle down?" she grumbles as Amanda tries to get comfortable beside her, ducking out of the way of a flurry of elbows and kneecaps.

"There's not enough room," Amanda points out, Olivia sputtering indignantly as she is hit in the face with a spray of long hair, a golden lock getting caught in her mouth.

"Well, no shit, Sherlock," she groans as she spits the hair out, already regretting saying yes to this tiny blonde tornado and stifling a shriek as Amanda's ice cold fingers grasp onto her wrist. "It's a single bed. What did you expect?"

"I guess I'll just have to sleep on top of you, then," Amanda replies simply, as if this is the most logical way to handle the situation, and before Olivia can even begin to formulate a response, her body is pushed into the mattress as she is straddled by the shivering woman.

"Oh, we are so screwed if someone walks in that door," she mutters in chagrin, wrapping her arms around Amanda's trembling form and swiftly turning them both onto their sides so she is spooning the smaller woman tightly. "There, this is a better fit."

"Mmm, yes, it's the perfect fit," Amanda murmurs in contentment, a distinctly sultry note in her tone now. "You know, screwing is not such a bad idea, Liv. It would certainly warm us up."

Olivia feels her hand being guided underneath Amanda's shirt and gasps at how frigid her skin is as she rests her palm on a slender rib cage and splays her fingers across toned abs. She hears the younger woman suck in a sharp breath as she circles her belly button playfully with the edge of a nail, her heartbeat quickening when Amanda moves her hand up to cup one of her small breasts, Olivia hefting the slight weight in her hand.

"Amanda," she says warningly, as a stiff nipple pokes into her palm. "You know that wasn't what I was suggesting."

"My boobs need to be warmed up," Amanda whispers blithely, Olivia unable to help giving her breast a sensual squeeze and smirking when the detective arches into her.

"Well, this is the coldest boob I've ever felt," she acknowledges with a chuckle, listening to the breathy gasp that emits when she swipes the pad of her thumb over a sensitive nipple.

"How many boobs have you felt, Liv?" Amanda responds with a snicker that immediately turns into a whimper when Olivia repeats the erotic action a few more times. "You know, there's another part of my body that's even colder..."

Against her better judgement, Olivia lets Amanda lower her hand beneath the waistband of her pants and into her underwear, keeping an ear out for footsteps on the stairs and an eye on the door as she glides her fingers briefly through soaking wet folds. Olivia presses a tender kiss to the back of Amanda's head and listens to the soft moans punctuating the air as she circles her clit slowly and slides her hand back down, letting her fingertips skim her opening and breach her dripping entrance as Amanda bucks hard against her, before removing her hand.

"Hmm, you actually feel quite warm to me," she murmurs into Amanda's ear, biting the lobe gently and quickly soothing it with a kiss, trying to quell her own desire that is suddenly running rampant, all thoughts of sleep forgotten.

"You're such a tease, Liv." Amanda's voice comes out in a raspy whine, her breathing labored. "Put your fingers back inside me. Deeper this time."

"We can't have sex in the cribs," Olivia answers in a tone that is meant to be firm, but ends up sounding shaky with disappointment and need instead. "We should only be cuddling for warmth."

"Well, I think it's a bit late for that. And there's no better way to warm up," Amanda protests raggedly. "It would be even better than the heat getting fixed. And we're so damn good at it."

"That we are," Olivia laughs in agreement. "But we both know we can't keep going. We both know how inappropriate this is."

"Maybe I should break up with you and start dating someone who's not such a stickler for the rules," Amanda replies grumpily, Olivia shaking her head and smirking into the darkness.

"Okay, then. If that's what you want to do, then out you go," She whips the covers away from their entwined bodies and pushes Amanda playfully to the edge of the bed, listening to the shocked gasp as the blonde teeters on the brink and nearly goes sprawling onto the floor.

"Alright, I'm sorry!" Amanda gives in with a yelp and a giggle, Olivia smiling when she can feel the younger woman clutching onto her for dear life, sharp fingernails digging into her forearms as she lifts her back onto the bed. "I guess we can keep dating for the time being. I know how empty and meaningless your life would be without me."

"Gee, thanks, how kind and generous of you not to leave me all alone in misery to live out my sad little life," Olivia says dryly, noticing how profusely Amanda is sweating now. "Wow, it really doesn't take much to get you going, does it? Such a horny little Georgia peach."

"Well, why don't I slide my fingers inside you and we'll see how you react?" Amanda answers in a voice that is both sweet and sensuous, Olivia gulping hard at the proposition and amused at how her girlfriend always manages to keep her on her toes.

"Okay, point taken. Let's just settle down and get some rest, okay?"

"Ugh, okay."

They are quiet for several minutes, Olivia finally relaxing as she feels the beckoning arms of slumber winding around her once more, when there is a sudden loud creaking from the vent above them and a blast of hot air blows down on the bunks. A strange spluttering noise follows and the silence descends again all too briefly, before there is a wall of humidity bearing down on them with the force of a hurricane and the temperature instantly skyrockets to an unbearable level.

"Uh, I think the heat has been fixed," Amanda states wryly, and she is not the only one sweating now, Olivia's skin quickly dampening in the rapidly sweltering room.

"Damn it, we just can't win, can we? It's like a sauna in here now," she grouses, deciding it's best to give up any hope of sleep as she tries to peel herself away from the clinging form of the blonde before they are glued together with a layer of sweat.

"This is so much better than being cold, Liv!" Amanda announces gleefully, and Olivia can only roll her eyes and groan at her next words, pretty sure the younger woman is joking as she toys with the hem of her shirt, but feeling a trace of doubt. "Let's get naked!"