Fic: Make Me Forget
I wrote this for the prompt table on cityofsin_cc. It's short and smut (as opposed to short and sweet). Enjoy :)
Title: Make Me Forget
Claim: Olivia Benson
Pairing: Alex/Liv
Prompt: 1 - Handcuffs - Table 1
Word Count: 1375
Rating: NC-17
The sound of metal on metal sent a shiver down her spine as her Smith & Wesson handcuffs were snapped around her wrists. She arched up, as her nipples were pinched and let out a low, guttural moan when the blonde released them. "Fuck, Alex…" she whimpered.
The evening had started like any other, a few drinks after the successful closing of a case, a few tall stories in the bar with the guys, and a few more drinks. As always, Alex had declined the invitation they extended. However tonight she turned up as the night was beginning to wind down. Olivia waved goodbye to the guys and sat at the bar with Alex. They both knew where this would end up, but neither wanted to rush the process. It had been a few months since Alex had come to her, needing to fuck the memory of the most recent case away. This one had been particularly hard on the blonde, probably because the victim held an uncanny resemblance to the ADA.
"She could have been me, Olivia." Alex had whispered in to her third glass of scotch. "She even lived in my damn neighborhood." The brunette just nodded and let her continue as she talked in circles for another couple of drinks. A short while later, Olivia felt a hand close like a vice around her wrist. "Make me forget." The pained blue eyes that accompanied the plea made her impossible to refuse.
"Your place or mine?" she asked. It wasn't just the location; it was what each apartment meant. Spending the night at Olivia's meant Alex needed to give up control. Conversely, a night at the ADA's would inevitably end with Olivia bruised and sore. She had a feeling she knew where they were headed tonight without Alex even responding.
The cab ride was short, but even still hands were everywhere, including underneath Olivia's shirt, giving the driver quite a show. Alex's lips on her neck left her moaning and her teeth scraping her earlobe as she whispered just how she was planning to make the detective scream sent a jolt of electricity straight through her body.
Minutes later, she was in the hall waiting for Alex to unlock her apartment door when the blonde grabbed her by the shirt and pushed her against the still closed door, kissing her hard. She whimpered and ground down on Alex's slender thigh as it pressed up between her legs and held on to her waist to steady herself. She had no idea how, but Alex managed to undo her pants and the door to her apartment without breaking the kiss.
Alex kept shoving her backwards, the blonde's tongue invading, claiming her mouth on the way to the bedroom. Somewhere in the hallway she felt Alex's hand slide under the waistband of her underwear and press down between her legs. With a gasp, she stumbled backwards, sure she was going to fall, and tried to push Alex's hand away so she could steady herself.
Alex's heated growl alerted Olivia to the fact that the attorney was *not* pleased, and if she had any doubt whatsoever, her lover's words confirmed it. "Get on the bed," Alex snapped.
Shit.
She knew better than to argue, not when things had gotten to this point already, and with a whimper she immediately complied, laying across the bed on her back. She felt Alex take something from her belt, and without looking she knew what it was.
"Arms above your head," Alex ordered, her eyebrows furrowed into a frown.
Olivia knew she was being cuffed because she tried to take control, in Alex's apartment. That was against their unwritten rules. She put her arms above her head, so that she was spread out on the expensive Egyptian cotton sheets, with Alex making quick work of cuffing her to the ornate wrought iron headboard. Her nipples were already erect, and as Alex pinched, flicked, licked and bit them, they became painfully hard. She felt her eyes widen when the lithe woman above her pulled out a set of clamps. "Please, no…"
"'No' isn't the way to stop things, Olivia," she was reminded. Shit. She took a deep breath and nodded almost imperceptibly, letting Alex know she was okay to continue. The anticipation just as bad, if not worse than the actual feeling of the clamp closing over her nipple. She let out a loud whimper, first one, then the other, and cried out when Alex tugged lightly on the chain. Fuck it hurt, but in the best possible way. She whimpered a little when Alex let go the chain, wordlessly asking for more. The raised eyebrow was enough to tell her that if she were patient, she would get what she wanted.
Much to Olivia's frustration, Alex took her time. She licked, bit and sucked Olivia's tanned skin, touching her everywhere but where the brunette desperately wanted her. When she didn't think she could take anymore, she bucked her hips hard into the air. "Please Alex!" she exclaimed.
"Please what?" came the response, her voice smooth with satisfaction and desire.
"Jesus, you're killing me." Olivia groaned, bucking up harder.
"That didn't clear up your request, detective."
"Fuck me. Please!" The whine in her voice was unmistakable. She needed Alex's fingers - in her, on her, scratching, pulling, and tearing her apart. Alex complied and smoothly slid two fingers deep
inside the brunette.
The moan that escaped the detectives lips was primal, and her back arched high off the bed. "More..." she breathed, then shuddered as Alex added a third finger, pumping hard. Olivia's eyes closed as she ground down on the blondes fingers and shot open again at the sharp tug on the clamps. "Fuck!" Her eyes widened and she looked at Alex, taking in the predatory gleam in her eyes. Alex leaned forward and Olivia felt teeth sinking in to the soft flesh above her left nipple. She let out a low growl, which only caused the hold to become stronger. Olivia knew she was marked by the satisfied smirk on Alex's face when she finally let go, and she shuddered hard as the blonde began working her clit with her thumb and curling her fingers up, brushing her g-spot with each thrust.
"Fuck, Alex..." she said between pants. Her whole body was beginning to tense and she could feel the familiar tightening in the pit of her stomach. Her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, and several bite marks were already beginning to purple. She kept her eyes on Alex, who was surveying her body, seemingly trying to find where she wanted to bite next. As teeth sunk in to the flesh over her hip, Olivia let out a feral yell and came hard, her whole body freezing then shuddering violently. As she came down, her body became extra sensitive and the nipple clamps felt like they were piercing her skin. "Please...clamps..." she wasn't able to form a sentence just yet, but thankfully Alex seemed to understand and gently eased her fingers out of the detective and removed the clamps.
She hissed as the blood rushed back in to the painful nubs, and squirmed as Alex's fingers lightly touched them. Several minutes later, the ADA finally released her from the cuffs, and she reached for her, pulling her in for a deep kiss as her hands began wandering south immediately. She stopped dead as Alex pulled away and looked at her questioningly.
"Not tonight, Liv. I just want to sleep." Olivia's brow furrowed and she pulled back, laying down in the bed.
At the sigh from the blonde, she looked over at her again. "You meant alone, didn't you?" The silence was all she needed for an answer and she slid out of bed, dressing quickly. She watched Alex shaking under the covers, knowing she was crying but not able to do anything about it. She'd given Alex the release she needed; now she would give her the space she wanted to pick herself up again. She kissed her lightly on the top of the head let herself out of the apartment quietly.
Title: Make Me Forget
Claim: Olivia Benson
Pairing: Alex/Liv
Prompt: 1 - Handcuffs - Table 1
Word Count: 1375
Rating: NC-17
The sound of metal on metal sent a shiver down her spine as her Smith & Wesson handcuffs were snapped around her wrists. She arched up, as her nipples were pinched and let out a low, guttural moan when the blonde released them. "Fuck, Alex…" she whimpered.
The evening had started like any other, a few drinks after the successful closing of a case, a few tall stories in the bar with the guys, and a few more drinks. As always, Alex had declined the invitation they extended. However tonight she turned up as the night was beginning to wind down. Olivia waved goodbye to the guys and sat at the bar with Alex. They both knew where this would end up, but neither wanted to rush the process. It had been a few months since Alex had come to her, needing to fuck the memory of the most recent case away. This one had been particularly hard on the blonde, probably because the victim held an uncanny resemblance to the ADA.
"She could have been me, Olivia." Alex had whispered in to her third glass of scotch. "She even lived in my damn neighborhood." The brunette just nodded and let her continue as she talked in circles for another couple of drinks. A short while later, Olivia felt a hand close like a vice around her wrist. "Make me forget." The pained blue eyes that accompanied the plea made her impossible to refuse.
"Your place or mine?" she asked. It wasn't just the location; it was what each apartment meant. Spending the night at Olivia's meant Alex needed to give up control. Conversely, a night at the ADA's would inevitably end with Olivia bruised and sore. She had a feeling she knew where they were headed tonight without Alex even responding.
The cab ride was short, but even still hands were everywhere, including underneath Olivia's shirt, giving the driver quite a show. Alex's lips on her neck left her moaning and her teeth scraping her earlobe as she whispered just how she was planning to make the detective scream sent a jolt of electricity straight through her body.
Minutes later, she was in the hall waiting for Alex to unlock her apartment door when the blonde grabbed her by the shirt and pushed her against the still closed door, kissing her hard. She whimpered and ground down on Alex's slender thigh as it pressed up between her legs and held on to her waist to steady herself. She had no idea how, but Alex managed to undo her pants and the door to her apartment without breaking the kiss.
Alex kept shoving her backwards, the blonde's tongue invading, claiming her mouth on the way to the bedroom. Somewhere in the hallway she felt Alex's hand slide under the waistband of her underwear and press down between her legs. With a gasp, she stumbled backwards, sure she was going to fall, and tried to push Alex's hand away so she could steady herself.
Alex's heated growl alerted Olivia to the fact that the attorney was *not* pleased, and if she had any doubt whatsoever, her lover's words confirmed it. "Get on the bed," Alex snapped.
Shit.
She knew better than to argue, not when things had gotten to this point already, and with a whimper she immediately complied, laying across the bed on her back. She felt Alex take something from her belt, and without looking she knew what it was.
"Arms above your head," Alex ordered, her eyebrows furrowed into a frown.
Olivia knew she was being cuffed because she tried to take control, in Alex's apartment. That was against their unwritten rules. She put her arms above her head, so that she was spread out on the expensive Egyptian cotton sheets, with Alex making quick work of cuffing her to the ornate wrought iron headboard. Her nipples were already erect, and as Alex pinched, flicked, licked and bit them, they became painfully hard. She felt her eyes widen when the lithe woman above her pulled out a set of clamps. "Please, no…"
"'No' isn't the way to stop things, Olivia," she was reminded. Shit. She took a deep breath and nodded almost imperceptibly, letting Alex know she was okay to continue. The anticipation just as bad, if not worse than the actual feeling of the clamp closing over her nipple. She let out a loud whimper, first one, then the other, and cried out when Alex tugged lightly on the chain. Fuck it hurt, but in the best possible way. She whimpered a little when Alex let go the chain, wordlessly asking for more. The raised eyebrow was enough to tell her that if she were patient, she would get what she wanted.
Much to Olivia's frustration, Alex took her time. She licked, bit and sucked Olivia's tanned skin, touching her everywhere but where the brunette desperately wanted her. When she didn't think she could take anymore, she bucked her hips hard into the air. "Please Alex!" she exclaimed.
"Please what?" came the response, her voice smooth with satisfaction and desire.
"Jesus, you're killing me." Olivia groaned, bucking up harder.
"That didn't clear up your request, detective."
"Fuck me. Please!" The whine in her voice was unmistakable. She needed Alex's fingers - in her, on her, scratching, pulling, and tearing her apart. Alex complied and smoothly slid two fingers deep
inside the brunette.
The moan that escaped the detectives lips was primal, and her back arched high off the bed. "More..." she breathed, then shuddered as Alex added a third finger, pumping hard. Olivia's eyes closed as she ground down on the blondes fingers and shot open again at the sharp tug on the clamps. "Fuck!" Her eyes widened and she looked at Alex, taking in the predatory gleam in her eyes. Alex leaned forward and Olivia felt teeth sinking in to the soft flesh above her left nipple. She let out a low growl, which only caused the hold to become stronger. Olivia knew she was marked by the satisfied smirk on Alex's face when she finally let go, and she shuddered hard as the blonde began working her clit with her thumb and curling her fingers up, brushing her g-spot with each thrust.
"Fuck, Alex..." she said between pants. Her whole body was beginning to tense and she could feel the familiar tightening in the pit of her stomach. Her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, and several bite marks were already beginning to purple. She kept her eyes on Alex, who was surveying her body, seemingly trying to find where she wanted to bite next. As teeth sunk in to the flesh over her hip, Olivia let out a feral yell and came hard, her whole body freezing then shuddering violently. As she came down, her body became extra sensitive and the nipple clamps felt like they were piercing her skin. "Please...clamps..." she wasn't able to form a sentence just yet, but thankfully Alex seemed to understand and gently eased her fingers out of the detective and removed the clamps.
She hissed as the blood rushed back in to the painful nubs, and squirmed as Alex's fingers lightly touched them. Several minutes later, the ADA finally released her from the cuffs, and she reached for her, pulling her in for a deep kiss as her hands began wandering south immediately. She stopped dead as Alex pulled away and looked at her questioningly.
"Not tonight, Liv. I just want to sleep." Olivia's brow furrowed and she pulled back, laying down in the bed.
At the sigh from the blonde, she looked over at her again. "You meant alone, didn't you?" The silence was all she needed for an answer and she slid out of bed, dressing quickly. She watched Alex shaking under the covers, knowing she was crying but not able to do anything about it. She'd given Alex the release she needed; now she would give her the space she wanted to pick herself up again. She kissed her lightly on the top of the head let herself out of the apartment quietly.