Prompt 18. Assassin/Target 2/2
Alex kissed away the tear, tenderly running her tongue just beneath Olivia's eye. "I want to be inside you. I want to make you scream for me... Are you ready to behave and be my good girl while I make myself cum? I want you to sit still and watch me, feel me, let me set the pace while you keep your amazingly strong and sexy hips perfectly still. I want you to give up control. I want you to want to thrust into me so badly that you can't imagine not being able to do it, but you keep still simply because I told you to... Can you do that for me, so I can reward you with my fingers deep inside you?"
Olivia was breathing heavily, her chest heaving against the bindings as she spoke breathlessly, "I'll do anything you want me to."
Alex moaned softly, her stomach clenching at Olivia's words and the breathless tone of her voice. "Good girl," she whispered, kissing the detective's cheek, then her jaw, then licking her way to Olivia's ear once more, whispering hotly into it. "Don't close your eyes. Watch me ride you, and don't move your hips," she commanded, reaching a hand down to steady the dildo as she slowly lowered herself onto it with a long, languid groan.
Olivia did not move. Her body froze into its position and her hands gripped the seat of the chair, desperately needing something to hold onto as she watched and felt the woman's pleasure as she moved against her.
"You feel so good," Alex breathed. "Almost as good as if it were your fingers inside me." She groaned again as she raised up and lowered back down, starting to get a rhythm going, a little bit faster each time. "Fuck," she hissed, the strap-on a bit bigger than she remembered it being... but maybe that was just because it was strapped to Olivia's hips. "It's so good," she panted, riding Olivia harder and harder with each passing second. "Tell me what you see. And what you feel."
Olivia groaned as she watched the woman move. "I... I... I see you, moving, oh god, you're so hot. I feel... I feel like I just want to touch you. I want to see you come."
Olivia's words ignited Alex's passion even hotter, and she ground down harder, faster, using one of her hands to play with her clit. She moaned wantonly, nodding her head at Olivia's last statement. "You will see me come," she promised. "I'm so close baby... you're so good..." And she exploded as she pinched her clit, her head thrown back, her entire body tensing. It was almost too much to handle. She fisted a handful of Olivia's hair at the back of her head and squeezed, a cry torn from her lips as she released onto Olivia's thighs.
Olivia couldn't help herself as she responded by moaning and throwing her head down, fighting against the pull of Alex's grip, and bit down on the soft flesh between the woman's neck and shoulder until she drew blood. She knew Alex told her not to, but it was instinctual - when the woman came, her body needed some kind of release. She relished the coppery taste of Alex's blood as she bathed the fresh wound with her tongue.
Alex was breathing hard to begin with, and when Olivia bit her, she cried out loudly in surprise, almost a scream, and she forcefully pulled the detective's head away from the wound, squeezing her hair tighter as she looked into her eyes. She sat there staring for a good minute at least, before she was able to form words. "I thought you'd do anything I asked of you," she finally whispered, feeling the trickle of blood from the bite slide down her front over her collarbone, under her blouse. "I was really proud, Olivia... you were so good... so fucking amazingly good... why did you have to do that? Do you care how disappointed that makes me?" she asked, her tone fluctuating between curiosity and mild frustration.
Olivia's eyes looked down, unable to make eye contact with Alex. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, you were just so incredible, so fucking hot, I couldn't help myself. I had to taste your skin. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
Alex chose her words carefully, despite the fact that Olivia's heartfelt apology sent a jolt of electricity straight between her legs, making her stomach twitch, the dildo still buried deep inside her. "If you wanted to taste my skin, you could have asked... I would have allowed you. But again, you took what you wanted after you told me you'd be my good girl. What do you think I should do about that?" Her voice was gentle, she was in virgin territory here herself. She had never wanted anyone's submission so badly in her life, it was making her ache even though she'd just come all over the woman's thighs.
Olivia made a desperate whimpering noise as she said, defeated, "you can do anything you want. I'm yours. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Her muscles, which had been at different stages of taut and tense throughout their entire interaction, now went limp in defeat. Her will drained, she let go of any resistence still fortifying itself inside her. Her head hung down and her body slacked.
"The problem is sweetheart, that I don't know what I want to do. You make me feel things that... you make me *need* things that I've never needed so badly in my life. And when you tell me you'll obey me, and then you don't, I can't explain how that makes me feel, other than disappointed." Olivia had said she was hers. A feeling of warmth and affection washed over her that she couldn't deny, as well as a wave of possessiveness and pride. It all combined to leave her breathless. She slowly raised off of the dildo and walked around behind Olivia's chair, leaning down to begin untying her hands.
Alex untied only her hands, leaving the rest of her body bound to the chair. When they were free she brought them forward and carefully rubbed the spots where the ropes had pressed into her flesh. As Alex walked back in front of her she made a motion to reach out for the blond but then pulled back sighing and biting her lower lip. Her aching need and desire for the woman was overwhelming. Now with her hands free the longing to touch her was threatening to take her over, but she fought it, putting her hands back at her sides as she asked, "please, can I please touch you? I need to touch you."
Alex re-situated herself, this time straddling Olivia's thighs. She removed the strap-on and tossed it to the floor, not caring where it landed. She took one of Olivia's wrists in both her hands and gently massaged the chafed skin as she answered the question with one of her own. "Why should I give you what you want, Olivia?" It wasn't a condescending question, she was really trying to make Olivia think.
Olivia's eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of the woman's caresses on her burning, sensitive skin. "Uh... I... I don't know... I just want to touch you so badly it hurts. But you don't have to do anything. I don't deserve it. You're just so beautiful. I'm sorry I disappointed you." Tears began rolling down the woman's cheeks as the feeling of shame washed over her. She gently pulled her wrists out of Alex's grip, not feeling like she deserved any touch at all.
Alex's stomach tightened with arousal even as Olivia's words and tears broke her heart a little. This was where she wanted Olivia to be right now, but at the same time, she didn't want her feeling awful like this. "Okay, shh," she said softly, placing one hand on the back of Olivia's head and pulling her close, resting the detective's cheek against her chest as she stroked her hair. "Thank you for being sorry... I'm glad you're sorry, and I'm glad you feel bad for disappointing me, and I hope you won't do it again. I'm going to untie your ankles, and I want you to kneel on the floor in front of me with your hands behind your back." She ran her fingertips down Olivia's arms, then stepped back out of the embrace and bent down to untie the detective's ankles, standing straight when she was finished.
When she was released, Olivia looked up at her for a moment. This was the moment that if she wanted to, she could run. She could cold cock the trusting woman and take the situation over. Her mind was screaming that this was the only rational thing to do, but her heart and more importantly the aching desire between her legs forced her to do one thing. She eased off the chair and onto her knees even though the joints screamed in protest at being bent once again in just as horrible a postion as they had been when she was bound. She brought her arms behind her back and held them there by lacing the fingers together. She looked down at the floor and said nothing as she waited.
"You're free to go at any time, and I won't try to stop you, even if I end up in prison," Alex whispered, stepping forward and tangling the fingers of one hand loosely in Olivia's messy locks, pulling the detective's cheek against her thigh. "Can you smell me?" she asked, her voice low and raspy, filled with arousal and affection for this woman. "Can you see how wet I still am even after I've come? That's all because of you."
Olivia nodded, using the action to relish the feeling of her cheek rubbing against the woman's thigh.
Olivia's soft skin felt so good... she wanted those lips on her. "Kiss me," she ordered, her voice taking on a hard edge as she pulled Olivia's head further up, leaving the detective's mouth just a breath away from her pussy.
The detective whimpered at the command as she moved her head towards the woman's center. She lingered there for a moment, breathing in Alex's scent and allowing her own hot breath to tickle the woman's sensitive flesh. She turned her head to the side and allowed her lips to press against a soft thigh, assaulting the spot with kisses.
"No baby, kiss me here," Alex said softly, urging Olivia's lips between her legs. "Taste me. Lick me."
Olivia moaned at the command and responded by burying her face between the woman's legs. Her voracious tongue snaked out and easily parted the woman's outer folds. Alex tasted exquisite and she knew how to make a woman scream. Her lips and tongue sought out her clit. When she found it she wrapped her lips around it and sucked hard, feeling the woman's thighs quiver as an indication that she was doing everything exactly right. She wanted to use her hands. She wanted to be inside the blond. She pulled back only for a second and begged, "my hands, can I please use my hands?"
Alex groaned, her knees threatening to go weak on her, but she forced them to hold her up as she pressed her hips into Olivia's talented mouth. It wouldn't take much more of this to have her coming again, and when Olivia begged her for permission to use her hands, she didn't want to deny the beautiful woman. "You may," she granted, lightly stroking up and down the back of Olivia's neck.
Olivia brought her hands up, starting at the woman's calves, and trailed them up until they met at the center. Her right hand caressed the length of Alex's sex a few times, eliciting delicious moans from the blond. The sound of Alex moaning generated an urgency in Olivia and she thrust three fingers deep inside the woman, crying out as she did so and relishing the feeling of the woman's warm, slick walls against her fingers as she explored and slowly began thrusting.
Alex yelped in surprise at feeling three fingers stretching her from the start, and it was so, so good. She didn't hold back - if she wanted Olivia to let go for her, she was going to do the same for the detective. She rode the thrusting fingers, breathing hard and moaning her pleasure into the dusty kitchen air. "You feel so fucking good," she breathed, arching her back and gripping the edge of the table to her left for support as she came again, her thighs clamping around Olivia's head and fingers.
Once the woman's waves of pleasure subsided Olivia removed her fingers and replaced them with her mouth, greedily lapping up everything she found there. She didn't care if her ministrations were too much after the woman's release, she needed every bit of her, she needed all of her, and she refused to let up until she was forced to.
Alex groaned softly, shivers racing up and down her spine as Olivia continued to lick her, and finally it was too much and she reached down, sliding her hands under Olivia's arms and lifting her up easily. "Wrap your legs around my waist."
Olivia's body trembled as she looked into crystal blue eyes. "Wait...can I kiss you first...please?"
"Baby, I'm just going to carry you to the bedroom. Wrap your legs around my waist, and you can kiss me," Alex said with a smile, her chest swelling with possessive pride at Olivia's demeanor.
Olivia blushed, feeling embarassed, like she had asked the wrong thing or asked it too soon. She obeyed, wrapping her legs around Alex's waist and using her arms to hold onto the woman around her neck. She kept her head down, not making eye contact with the woman.
"What is it?" Alex asked gently as she carried Olivia through the living room and into the grungy but functional bedroom. Alex had brought her own sheets, thank you very much. She loved the blush, getting turned on all over again as she laid Olivia on the bed and climbed over her on all fours. "Why are you blushing?" she asked, slowly licking her lips, getting ready to kiss the woman.
"I didn't mean to ask the wrong thing. I'm sorry."
"You didn't ask the wrong thing," Alex assured her. "What makes you think you did?" She sat up on her knees and took off her blouse and bra, revealing her rock hard nipples as well as the trail of dried blood across her collarbone.
"I didn't mean to ask something you didn't want to do. I just want it to be how you want it. God, you're so beautiful," Olivia said, reaching out to touch the woman's body, then pulling back, realizing she wasn't given permission. She exhaled, forcing her body not to act on its own desires, and just waited with desperation in her eyes for Alex's next move.
Alex smiled softly and shook her head. "I'd love to kiss you... you're such a good girl," she whispered, very gently pinning Olivia's wrists to the bed above her head and leaning down to capture her lips in a tender, sensual kiss.
Olivia's body responded, arching into Alex's and moaning into the woman's mouth when she felt her warm body against her.
"You're the beautiful one," Alex found herself exhaling against Olivia's lips as she broke the kiss. "You're amazing. I knew you were something special the minute I saw you. And you have been so, so good for me tonight, gorgeous. I'm going to put my fingers in you. Do you still want that?" She held herself up with one arm as she allowed one of her hands to slide down Olivia's body, stroking her belly and a little bit lower.
Olivia bit her lower lip as her eyes fluttered shut. She couldn't look at Alex at the same time that she acquiesced. Her toes wiggled in anticipation and her muscles went lax as she waited to feel the exquisite feeling of Alex entering her.
Alex's hand stroked lower, playing in Olivia's soft curls. "Look at me," she said gently, rubbing one finger in circles around the detective's soaked entrance. "Look at me when I take you. I want to see your eyes... and I want you to see mine." Her voice was barely a whisper, her lips kissing Olivia's softly.
Olivia let out a short wimper, as if finding the demand difficult to carry out, but she forced her eyes open. Her arms fanned out as she gathered fistfuls of bedsheets in her fingers, bracing for the touch. "Anything," she whispered. "I'll do anything."
"Just keep looking at me," Alex nearly gasped, overwhelmed by the feeling of having Olivia's complete submission. This woman was incredible. Absolutely fucking incredible, and at least for right now, she utterly and completely belonged to Alex. She stared into Olivia's eyes as she took her, slowly sliding two fingers deep inside the detective's warmth until she couldn't bury them any further. Even the big bad assassin moaned lewdly at the feel of Olivia's slick muscles enveloping her fingers. Her own blue eyes burned brightly as she stared into Olivia's swirling deep browns.
Olivia's body accomodated the blond slowly. She raised up slightly, easing her body perfectly into a position to fully take on the woman. Though she desperately wanted to buck hard or move faster to increase the friction, she forced her body to move slowly and draw out the sumptuous feeling. Her muscles were taut as she fought against her own will.
Alex leaned down and kissed her, hard at first, as she pressed her fingers against Olivia's slick walls, but then gentle as she eased her fingers out and pushed them back in again. Her tongue traced perfect lips before plunging once more into Olivia's mouth, licking and flicking as she slid a third finger in to join the others, feeling the slight stretch of Olivia's muscles.
"Oh God!" the detective exclaimed, her body undulating against the hand deep inside her. "I need this. I need you. Please don't stop," she begged. As her body took over, her mind spun out of control, and her mouth was no longer able to form rational sentences.
"I won't stop, I won't stop baby, I promise... just let go for me, I want to *feel* you scream," Alex whispered hotly as she pumped her fingers faster in and out, her thumb rising to rub circles across Olivia's swollen clit as her lips latched on to the detective's throat and sucked.
Olivia's entire body trembled as the earthquake erupted from her core outward in radial waves, rippling through her body as she cried out. Her hands went to Alex's shoulders as her nails dug deep into the soft pale flesh, drawing bright red droplets of blood. She couldn't form words or thoughts. Her mouth just opened and closed, her body quivering as she slowly came down.
Alex felt so much. She slowly, carefully stroked Olivia down, kissing her lovingly and murmuring soothing sounds until her lover's body stopped trembling. She stared into those amazing brown eyes. After a long while of silence, Alex finally spoke, her voice breaking a little despite her efforts not to let it. "I don't deserve you... how did I get this lucky?"
Olivia chuckled. "Luck didn't have as much to do with it as you knocking me unconscious, dragging me up here and tying me to a chair." She ran her hand through her short hair as she sighed, letting the expelled breath roll easily out of her as she stretched, luxuriating in the feeling of her body. She bent an arm and tucked it under her head, resting casually as she added, "I could really use a smoke."
Alex grinned and nipped Olivia's bottom lip. "Do you think you deserve one?" she asked, but a split second after the tease, she fell serious, suddenly remembering something she wanted to know. "Olivia... why have you submitted to me? Given me everything, given me what you've never given to anyone before?"
Olivia thought about it for a few moments. Her chest moved up and down rhythmically as she formulated her answer. "I guess when I was with other people, I felt like I couldn't, like I was trapped in myself and couldn't let go. Then you put me in a situation where I was absolutely helpless and I suddenly felt free. Go fucking figure." She chuckled again, her deep brown eyes twinkling as a half smile appeared on her face. "Can I get that smoke now?"
Alex started to unbutton Olivia's blouse as she replied. "I'm sorry for the position I put you in, Detective... but I'd be lying if I said I was sorry about the result." She opened Liv's blouse and slid a hand under the detective, lifting her enough to slide the garment off. "Take off your bra for me, and I'll carry you to the kitchen to get the cigarettes."
Olivia reached behind her back with one hand and unsnapped her bra. She easily slid the straps from her shoulders and shirked off the garment. Her full breasts were quickly covered in goosebumps as the cool apartment air hit them. Her nipples became hard immediately.
Alex stared, pleased with Olivia's continued compliance as well as with the view she was now presented with. She resisted the urge to lean down and suck on the exposed, hard nipples, and instead stood from the bed and wrapped her arms around Olivia, lifting her easily and settling the detective's hips against her own. "Lie your head on my shoulder," she said softly, kissing Olivia's cheek as she started for the kitchen.
Olivia complied, laying her head in the space between the blond's shoulder and neck. As they moved toward the kitchen, the scent of Alex's skin was too much and she pressed her lips into the nape of the woman's neck. She took a quick bite, it was hard enough to cause Alex to falter slightly, but not fall. She delighted in the feeling of catching the woman sensuously off-guard.
Alex made a noise of surprise, she should have been at least halfway expecting something like that, but she wasn't. As she carefully snatched up the cigarette pack and lighter and headed back for the bedroom, she held down a chuckle and spoke in a low, dangerous yet husky voice. "Naughty girl. Are you looking to get a spanking?"
Olivia just looked at her in disbelief as she reached for a cigarette from the pack. Popping it in her mouth, she grabbed the lighter and lit it, taking a long slow drag and exhaling casually before she replied, "I don't know. There's a first time for everything I suppose."
Now Alex did chuckle at the look of disbelief on Olivia's face. "Well, what did you expect, taking liberties with the sensitive skin on my neck? That's twice you've bitten me without permission. What else would you recommend I do to correct your behavior?" she said with a little lick to the side of Olivia's face as she sat down on the edge of the bed with the detective in her lap.
Olivia smiled a feral grin as she took the cigarette from her mouth and offered it to Alex. She smiled as the woman parted her lips and allowed her to hold it there while she took a hit. She loved Alex's lips. They were so perfectly shaped. Seeing the smoke slowly roll out of them was divine. "You oughta do something. I can't just be allowed to get away with this shit. Actions have consequences."
"You don't sound very sorry at all," Alex noted with amusement, plucking the cigarette from between Olivia's fingers and allowing her one last drag before she stubbed it out on the nightstand. "I allowed you to taste me. I touched you and allowed you to cum. Yet you disrespect me by taking advantage of the closeness of my skin, and biting me, twice. You apologized for the first time, and I believe you were truly sorry, but it seems I'll have to help you reach that state of mind for your second transgression." She took Olivia's chin between two fingers and looked into her eyes. "Lie across my lap and ask me to spank you."
"Make me," Olivia replied with a challenging gleam in her eye. Within seconds of issuing the challenge she felt a red hot sting across her cheek as Alex slapped her hard and fast for disobeying her. The detective's hand shot up to her face as she felt the skin instantly heating up where she'd been hit. Her eyes watered from the unexpected pain and without another word she quickly got up from her straddled position on the blond and carefully layed across her lap. "Please spank me. I'm so sorry."
The reaction to her discipline affected Alex on a primal level, and she had to force herself to breathe as she stared at the naked woman across her lap. She knew Olivia was sorry... she could hear the regret and submission as much as she could feel it, and she had to ask herself how she got so lucky. How did she get Olivia to this point? Or rather, how did *they* get Olivia to this point? However it had been accomplished, Alex was grateful and yes, she was excited and wet, too. She placed her hand on Olivia's bottom and rested it there for a moment before giving her a well-placed, firm smack to one cheek.
Olivia moaned as she fought to supress a full cry. It wasn't that the hit was incredibly painful, rather it was incredibly erotic and she felt the smack like an electric shock straight to her center. Her nails dug into Alex's ankles and she couldn't help but arch her back slightly.
Well well well... that was certainly unexpected, but not unwelcome. Alex applied a similar smack to Olivia's other cheek, watching the skin flush a light pink beneath her palm. Olivia's moan sent a shock through her that settled between her legs, and she spanked her again, a little harder this time. "Watch your nails, Detective... you don't want to break my skin," she whispered huskily into Olivia's ear as her hand fell again. "Don't hold back, I want to hear you."
"I'm sorry about my nails," Olivia spoke through a whimper.
"Don't be sorry, just place your hands flat on the carpet," Alex instructed, delighting in the whimper from the detective. Hearing that noise escape Olivia's throat sent arousal curling around her like a coil of smoke. She spanked her a little harder, alternating cheeks, enjoying the feel of the olive skin heating up, enjoying the sight of that beautiful, toned muscle rippling slightly beneath the punishment, and the way Olivia's ass was quickly escalating from pink to red.
The detective's abdominals flexed against Alex's legs as she took each hit. She did cry out. Her voice cracking with a combination of need and sweet pain. She placed her hands flat on the floor like the blond instructed and her breathing began to get shallow as she focused her energy on the pain and pleasure mounting below.
Alex carefully monitored Olivia's reactions, and as she gave her a particularly forceful blow, she leaned down and whispered hotly into the detective's ear. "I don't think this is making you sorry at all..."
Olivia exhaled as she focused on speaking with control and honesty, which Alex demanded. "Truthfully," she began, though it was tough to focus because she was so incredibly turned on, "it's not making me sorry, it's making me hot."
Alex licked Olivia's earlobe and hissed like a predatory serpent. "I know." She hit her again, feeling the sting of it even on her palm, and then rubbed her hand gently over the inflamed skin. "How am I going to make you sorry?"
Olivia could barely think. All she was aware of was the torturously exquisite feelings running through her body like liquid fire. "I... I can't..." she began, desperately trying to formulate a sentence.
"You can't what?" Alex asked, her tone ordering Olivia to finish.
"I... I can't, I can't think, I just need you. I'll do anything, make me sorry. Make me do anything you want... please," Olivia desperately begged as she squirmed against the blond's legs. She desperately wanted the blond to be touching her and the fact that she wasn't made her writhe.
Alex's nostrils flared with the surge of power and arousal that Olivia was invoking in her. "I think the only way to make you sorry right now is to stop touching you, but I can't," she growled, easily standing with Olivia in her arms and throwing the detective onto her back on the bed. "Spread your legs. Now!"
Olivia instantly complied, spreading her legs wide. She threw her arms above her head in a show of complete submission as she bit her bottom lip in anticipation.
"Jesus," Alex groaned, climbing over Olivia on all fours and leaning down to capture her lips in a feverish kiss, her tongue claiming the detective's mouth with urgency. When she pulled away, it was only to whisper a command. "Wrap your hands around the headboard and don't let go..." And then her lips trailed south, her tongue snaking out to give each hard nipple one brief, unsatisfying lick before continuing lower to bathe Olivia's navel with attention.
"Oh God!" Olivia cried out as her hands shot to the headboard and locked her grip. "Anything you want!" Her abs flexed as she sucked in her breath in anticipation. "I'll do anything," she simultaneously vowed and begged.
"Anything, hmm?" Alex hummed into Olivia's belly button, a wicked smile gracing her lips, but it quickly faded as the scent of Olivia's arousal overwhelmed her senses. "Right now all I want is for you to be yourself... don't hide from me, just let go," she whispered, and with that she gripped Olivia's thighs hard enough to leave bruises in the form of her fingertips, forcing them slightly further apart. She dropped her head between Olivia's legs, extending her tongue and using the flat of it to lick slowly through the detective's drenched folds.
Olivia wantonly moaned as her grip on the headboard was so tight that she wondered if she would snap it in half. "Jesus, that feels incredible! Please don't ever stop!" Her body bucked against the blond as she desperately wanted to feel as much of the woman as she could.
Alex groaned, her eyes rolling back a little as she plunged her tongue fully inside Olivia, then groaned again at how easily her tongue slid in. Olivia was well-lubricated, and she tasted... there were no words to describe how she tasted. Her fingernails dug savagely into the brunette's thighs, holding them apart as she tongue-fucked the detective to oblivion.
Olivia's body began to tremble. It was a tremor that started at her center and began to radiate out, getting stronger and stronger until the pleasure rumbling through her threatened to tear her apart. Her thighs clamped down hard against Alex's head as she screamed in pleasure. Her arm muscles flexed and tensed as she fought to maintain her grip on the headboard as the rest of her consciousness threatened to give out. With her last able breath she whispered, "I'm yours!" and her body suddenly went limp, completely and utterly spent.
Alex felt Olivia's trembling all the way to her core, and it made her shudder with pleasure as she licked her detective back down, cleaning up her mess and swallowing with a low, rumbling purr at the feel of Olivia's cum sliding down her throat. She crawled up the brunette's body, placing soft kisses as she went, and she wrapped her hands around Liv's, forcing her fingers to unwrap from the bedpost so she could hold her shaking hands. "You're so beautiful," she whispered, tears stinging her eyes as she looked down at the woman beneath her. "I can't even express how amazing you make me feel... what you've given me... I've never wanted that so much from anyone in my life... I want you for more than just tonight."
Olivia's eyes closed tightly as if she was fighting back a headache. She sighed loudly as her mood suddenly changed. "How exactly, do you expect that to work?" She was frustrated and angry at the blond's statement. It's not that she didn't feel the same way, but she didn't really see how the preposterous suggestion would ever be realistically possible.
A tear escaped and streamed down Alex's face before she could stop it, and she rolled off of Olivia, facing away from her. "I didn't want to have this job forever, anyway," she said softly. "And... if you're going to turn me in, please do it now, before I fall any further in love with you."
Olivia sat up as well and reached for the cigarettes. She lit one and took a long drag as she ran her other hand through her hair. "What am I supposed to do?" she asked, feeling a pain in her chest. "How many people have you killed?"
"No one that society's missing." She took her cell phone from the bedside table and held it out to Olivia. "Either make the call, right now, or come kneel on the floor in front of me and tell me you're mine forever." She dropped the phone and sat on the end of the bed with her legs over the edge.
"What if you get caught? What if new evidence turns up in some murder case and I lose you forever?" Olivia asked. "Don't just ask me to make some swooping romantic gesture, I could do it right now but it won't mean anything unless you talk to me about this!"
"What's to say?" Alex argued back, though she didn't turn to face Olivia. "There's no evidence Olivia. There never has been. It's a family business and my mother and father have friends in high places."
Olivia stood, pacing back and forth. "So that's it? There's no problem? You've got everything covered?" She turned, looking at Alex with a combination of love and desperation. "The entire time I have been here I've been your bitch. Not by choice at first, but then willingly. The only thing that hasn't happened here tonight is you submitting to me." She paused, taking a deep emotional breath before continuing. "I didn't think it was possible to fall in love in a day but I did. I don't think I can live without you. I don't think I can take another breath without knowing that I can be with you forever. But if you want this, if you really want this, then you get on your knees and tell me you'll love me forever." Her eyes closed again, she felt completely raw just having laid her heart bare before a woman she'd known for less than 24 hours. "I think I've earned at least that much." She refused to open her eyes, too scared to see what Alex might do.
Alex's chest tightened as she watched Olivia pace and listened to her speak. "I've been at it for fifteen years and have never even been looked at as a suspect," she whispered. As Olivia continued, confessing that she'd fallen in love, a few more tears found their way down Alex's cheeks and she didn't even bother to swipe them away. Olivia was right - she had earned at least that much. Alex had never submitted to anyone, physically or emotionally, and at that very moment she realized how most of her lovers must have felt when she demanded their will and loyalty. With a shuddering breath, she eased off the bed and took hold of Olivia's hands, hoping the brunette would open her eyes, but not asking it of her. She slowly got down on her knees, still holding Olivia's hands as she spoke in just above a whisper. "I didn't think it was possible either... but when you make that connection with someone, you've got to grab onto it and never let go... Olivia, I want to love you forever."
Olivia's eyes squeezed shut tighter as she fought back tears that ignored her will and fell freely anyway at the sound of Alex's confession. She opened them, blinking back the watery flood as she eased down onto her knees as well, throwing her arms around the blond and wrapping her up in a fierce hug. "I love you. I love you. I love you so much I won't ever let go of you."
Alex's breath caught and she lifted her arms to return the embrace, overwhelmed with the feelings attacking her from all sides. How did this happen? What had she ever done to deserve a woman like Olivia Benson? And how had they gotten so close so fast, especially considering the circumstances? "If this is what it feels like, I don't think I've ever really been in love before," she spoke in a raspy voice. "Thank you, Olivia... thank you for somehow managing to get inside me and open my eyes."
Olivia just kept holding her as she replied. "I don't know how I did it either but I'll be happy to do that again and again for the rest of our lives," she whispered, kissing the woman's head.
Alex smiled, slowly getting to her feet and pulling Olivia up gently by a hand curled in her hair. "Don't get used to me on my knees," she whispered playfully. "One-time thing."
"Mmm hmmm," Olivia purred, "We'll see." She smiled and leaned in for a quick kiss as she added, "I'm just interested to see what kind of job you get after this. What do you think, does systematic, premeditated murder make you more qualified for a job in real estate? Or maybe, a stock broker?"
Alex's mouth dropped open for a split second before she snapped it shut and bent Olivia over a raised knee, applying three stinging smacks to the back of her thighs. "I'll have you know that I'm independently wealthy. I don't need to work."
Olivia put up her hands in surrender as she chuckled. "Alright, alright. I give. Don't kill me," she said, winking.
"You're really asking for it," Alex said in mild surprise, standing Olivia back up and staring into her eyes, her own mixed with curiosity and desire.
"I hope so," Olivia said, smiling back.
"What are you trying to make me do, little girl?" Alex asked into Olivia's ear, letting her breath graze the lobe. "Ask for it."
"Be with me for the rest of our lives," Olivia said, her eyes getting big.
"You're trying to irritate me into spending the rest of my life with you?" Alex teased. "I already told you I want forever."
"Then you've got it, beautiful."
Alex threw her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, pinning her wrists above her head. "No more cracks about my qualifications for the workplace."
"Alright, I give, I give," Olivia said again as she stretched languidly on the bed.
"That's not how you answer an order," Alex purred softly, licking her lips. "Try again."
"Yes Ma'am," Olivia said saucily, surrendering to the feelings running over and through her, and before she knew it, Alex had released her hands and they were snuggled under the covers, kissing and kissing and kissing...
Fin