Title: Worth It
Genre: Romance/humor
Rating: M
"Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit..."
Amanda silently mouths the words to Nicki Minaj's "Anaconda" as she drops her bath towel on the floor and hurriedly digs through the closet she shares with Olivia, searching for something appropriate to wear to work. She quickly locates dress pants and a matching blazer, tossing them over top of the dresser before wriggling into a pair of blue cotton panties, the thin material getting stuck halfway up toned thighs that are still damp from the shower.
It is very early on Saturday morning and the entire apartment is dark and silent, Amanda the only member of their family who has had to drag herself out of bed to get ready for a long day at the precinct, frowning as she casts an envious glance over her shoulder at Olivia. Her girlfriend is buried so far beneath the covers of their bed that only a toe is poking out from the thick pile of blankets, Amanda sighing under her breath and wishing she could crawl back into their warm cocoon to curl up next to the curvy figure that she can never seem to get enough of.
She knows that Olivia is naked under those covers, the two of them staying up to make love until the wee hours of the morning, despite Amanda having to get up so early, taking every change they can possibly get to enjoy some time alone. Once the kids and Frannie had finally settled down for the night, they had practically devoured each other with a lustful need that had been building up throughout the week and simmering inside while Amanda had gone about her daily activities and tried to ignore how enticing Olivia looked in every single way; wearing work clothes or pajamas or nothing at all.
She keeps the volume on her phone to a minimum as she shimmies around in her panties in the darkened bedroom, dragging a brush through long blonde strands of wet hair and wincing hard when she hits a coiled knot, singing the next lyrics of the song in a low tone.
"My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun."
Amanda whirls away from the dresser as she sways her hips from side to side, coming to an abrupt halt when she sees Olivia sitting up amid the rumpled sheets and gazing at her with heavy-lidded eyes, a combination of what looks to be both exhaustion and desire evident in those chocolate-colored orbs. She stares at her girlfriend's sleepy form with a guilty grin spreading across her face, unable to stop another provocative shake of her hips and tracing her tongue slowly around her lips as she watches Olivia's dark eyes make a lingering sweep along the entire length of her mostly nude body.
"Get your buns over here," Olivia commands softly with an arched eyebrow, Amanda chuckling in response before practically vaulting onto the bed beside the older woman and suddenly feeling much more energetic than she has since awakening. "You woke me up on my day off," Olivia continues in a gravelly voice, although she doesn't sound the least bit upset about it, no hint of accusation in her tone.
"I tried not to," Amanda whispers apologetically as she leans over to press a languid kiss to Olivia's mouth and wraps one leg sensually around the brunette's bare thigh, grinding lightly against her.
"God, you feel so good," Olivia says huskily, Amanda shivering as a pair of lips move somewhat sloppily over the damp skin of her neck, the lieutenant still sounding half asleep. "And you smell good too."
"I'm gonna be late for work if you keep that up, Liv," Amanda admonishes lightly, a tight ball of arousal pulsing low in her belly as Olivia's thumb traces gently around her breast. "Some of us aren't free to lounge around in bed all day."
"You know I won't be doing any such thing," Olivia snorts quietly, Amanda stifling a moan as the other woman's hand begins sliding down her ribs and circling around her belly button. "The little monsters will be up soon, Frannie needs to be walked and we have to get groceries, so I'll be just as busy as you are today."
Amanda hums softly in return, words failing her as Olivia continues the tender exploration of her body and blue eyes slipping closed in pleasure as they seem to be picking up right where they had left off several hours before.
"So is this your outfit for work today?" Olivia continues in that low, sultry tone, Amanda arching against the taller form of her girlfriend when she feels a finger tracing back and forth across the waistband of her panties. "Because you seem a little underdressed to me. As your lieutenant, I should advise you that this kind of inappropriate attire is frowned upon in the workplace."
"Well, maybe I should just stay home, then," Amanda murmurs suggestively as she lets her own hands trail a slow pathway around Olivia's back, scraping her fingernails lightly against pebbled skin. "Do you think my boss would mind if I call in sick?"
"Your boss might be forced to fire you for faking an illness," Olivia chides playfully, a whimper escaping Amanda's lips when she feels a hand slipping leisurely below the waistband of her underwear.
"Hmm, well, I think it could be worth it," she acknowledges in a choked whisper, her head falling back in a cascade of golden hair and her breath catching in her throat when she feels Olivia's fingers reach their destination, caressing gently against the heat building rapidly between her legs.
"Yup, definitely worth it," Amanda adds in soft confirmation, listening to the tinkling sound of Olivia's laughter and letting out a prolonged moan of satisfaction as she gets the best possible start to her day.