SVU: A to Z Challenge
Title: A Relationship from A to Z
Rating: NC-17ish
Spoilers: Not a one
Disclaimer: Again, not my toys, but they are sure fun to play with.
B is for Baseball
It was October. The leaves were changing colors and falling off the trees, the air had a nip to it in the mornings and warmed up gently during the day, and the New York Yankees had made the playoffs. The latter was much to the delight of Detective Olivia Benson and much to the annoyance of her girlfriend, Assistant District Attorney Alexandra Cabot.
They both had the weekend off and Alex wanted to spend it together. She had thoughts of having dinner and catching a play, some window shopping in Times Square or a picnic in Central Park, not watching a boring baseball game on television. Olivia, however, had it all planned. She had stocked up on chips, salsa, and Corona. She wore her favorite Yankees shirt, a pair of sweats and was cracking open a beer as the starting line-ups were being announced.
Pouting slightly, Alex sighed and sat on the opposite end of the couch as her lover and caught up on some reading, only occasionally glancing up at the TV. when Olivia cheered or booed at something happening on the screen. Glancing toward her love, Alex had to bit back a grin, thinking she was pretty cute with her enthusiasm for the game. Placing a bookmark in her book, the A.D.A. scooted over to sample some of the chips and salsa Olivia had set out.
‘If you can’t beat them, join them,’ Alex thought as she ate one of the chips and glanced at the game.
However, she was soon bored and decided to play a little game of her own. Taking Olivia’s beer, she had a sip and held onto it, placing her hand in her girlfriend’s and lacing their fingers together.
‘Cabot makes it to first and rounds the bag for second,’ she smirked to herself as she handed Olivia the beer bottle, sneaking a kiss before letting her have it back.
‘Cabot takes second easily.’
Fending interest in the game, Alex lay her head on Olivia’s shoulder, still holding her hand. Soon, she disengaged their hands and casually lay her own on top of Olivia’s thigh. With slow, gradual movements, Alex’s hand brushed along the muscular thigh and worked it’s way between her lover’s legs. She stroked along the apex of her legs with slow, taunting movements eliciting a low moan from the detective’s throat.
“Shh, the game,” husked Alex. ‘Cabot glances to third, looking for an opportunity to steal the base.’
Olivia rested against the back of the couch, her eyes still on the game, but her attention split between it and the way Alex’s hand was making her feel.
“Aleeexx,” she protested softly.
“Shh,” Alex admonished her again.
The blonde removed her hand, putting her arm around Olivia’s shoulders and pretended to watch the game with her. Soon, however, soft lips brushed along the detective’s neck. She shuddered as teeth nibbled at her earlobe and Alex gently sucked on it.
‘Cabot heads for third!’
A slender hand stealth fully ran up Olivia’s thigh again, pulled open the drawstring and slipped underneath to tease soft curls. Her fingers then dipped to tease at the heat and wetness found there.
“Baby,” panted Olivia. It wasn’t a protest to stop, but more of a plea for Alex to continue the sweet torture.
‘Cabot steals third standing up!’
Alex smirked slightly as she suddenly stood up and began to walk away, glancing over her shoulder at her befuddled lover.
“Oh, I didn’t want you to miss your game.” She winked and turned away, biting her lip to keep from laughing at the slack jawed expression on Olivia’s face.
She stepped into the hall leading to their bedroom and just as she got out of sight, Alex tugged off her shirt and called back.
“If you need anything, I’ll be in the bedroom.” Her words were followed by the flying shirt which landed on the floor in front of the television. Just for good measure, her pants soon followed the shirt.
As her nude body settled on the bed, she heard the game being switched off and the rapid footfalls of her lover coming down the hallway.
‘It’s an inside the park homerun for Cabot as she touches home plate.’ Alex grinned and watched her lover quickly shuck her clothing.
“Gotta love baseball,” she murmured to herself, welcoming the lean body of her lover atop hers.
Rating: NC-17ish
Spoilers: Not a one
Disclaimer: Again, not my toys, but they are sure fun to play with.
B is for Baseball
It was October. The leaves were changing colors and falling off the trees, the air had a nip to it in the mornings and warmed up gently during the day, and the New York Yankees had made the playoffs. The latter was much to the delight of Detective Olivia Benson and much to the annoyance of her girlfriend, Assistant District Attorney Alexandra Cabot.
They both had the weekend off and Alex wanted to spend it together. She had thoughts of having dinner and catching a play, some window shopping in Times Square or a picnic in Central Park, not watching a boring baseball game on television. Olivia, however, had it all planned. She had stocked up on chips, salsa, and Corona. She wore her favorite Yankees shirt, a pair of sweats and was cracking open a beer as the starting line-ups were being announced.
Pouting slightly, Alex sighed and sat on the opposite end of the couch as her lover and caught up on some reading, only occasionally glancing up at the TV. when Olivia cheered or booed at something happening on the screen. Glancing toward her love, Alex had to bit back a grin, thinking she was pretty cute with her enthusiasm for the game. Placing a bookmark in her book, the A.D.A. scooted over to sample some of the chips and salsa Olivia had set out.
‘If you can’t beat them, join them,’ Alex thought as she ate one of the chips and glanced at the game.
However, she was soon bored and decided to play a little game of her own. Taking Olivia’s beer, she had a sip and held onto it, placing her hand in her girlfriend’s and lacing their fingers together.
‘Cabot makes it to first and rounds the bag for second,’ she smirked to herself as she handed Olivia the beer bottle, sneaking a kiss before letting her have it back.
‘Cabot takes second easily.’
Fending interest in the game, Alex lay her head on Olivia’s shoulder, still holding her hand. Soon, she disengaged their hands and casually lay her own on top of Olivia’s thigh. With slow, gradual movements, Alex’s hand brushed along the muscular thigh and worked it’s way between her lover’s legs. She stroked along the apex of her legs with slow, taunting movements eliciting a low moan from the detective’s throat.
“Shh, the game,” husked Alex. ‘Cabot glances to third, looking for an opportunity to steal the base.’
Olivia rested against the back of the couch, her eyes still on the game, but her attention split between it and the way Alex’s hand was making her feel.
“Aleeexx,” she protested softly.
“Shh,” Alex admonished her again.
The blonde removed her hand, putting her arm around Olivia’s shoulders and pretended to watch the game with her. Soon, however, soft lips brushed along the detective’s neck. She shuddered as teeth nibbled at her earlobe and Alex gently sucked on it.
‘Cabot heads for third!’
A slender hand stealth fully ran up Olivia’s thigh again, pulled open the drawstring and slipped underneath to tease soft curls. Her fingers then dipped to tease at the heat and wetness found there.
“Baby,” panted Olivia. It wasn’t a protest to stop, but more of a plea for Alex to continue the sweet torture.
‘Cabot steals third standing up!’
Alex smirked slightly as she suddenly stood up and began to walk away, glancing over her shoulder at her befuddled lover.
“Oh, I didn’t want you to miss your game.” She winked and turned away, biting her lip to keep from laughing at the slack jawed expression on Olivia’s face.
She stepped into the hall leading to their bedroom and just as she got out of sight, Alex tugged off her shirt and called back.
“If you need anything, I’ll be in the bedroom.” Her words were followed by the flying shirt which landed on the floor in front of the television. Just for good measure, her pants soon followed the shirt.
As her nude body settled on the bed, she heard the game being switched off and the rapid footfalls of her lover coming down the hallway.
‘It’s an inside the park homerun for Cabot as she touches home plate.’ Alex grinned and watched her lover quickly shuck her clothing.
“Gotta love baseball,” she murmured to herself, welcoming the lean body of her lover atop hers.