"Were you having phone sex?" Munch asked around five o'clock, after having suppressed the urge successfully all day.

Olivia choked on her cheeseburger, which was a really late lunch, and then laughed to cover her embarrassment. "Very funny, John." She got up and walked away.

"You see that?" Munch said to anyone who would listen. "She didn't deny it ( Read more... )

Okay, so this is a short little C/O semi-smut fic I just churned out for a friend. Enjoy!

Title: Wet
Pairing: Casey/Olivia
Rating: R

Casey had stepped on Olivia's last nerve. Stepped on? No, more like crunched. Smashed. Hammered to little tiny bits. Shattered. So when the phone rang ten minutes later, and Elliot transfered the call to her desk, she ( Read more... )