SVU Angles
Olivia, Alex, Abbie. Um Threesome.
Smut Warning. Don't own SVU or Charlie's Angels.
Olivia Benson enters the Townsend Detective Agency a bit dazed. She had just passed a kid on a skate board with really big bell bottom jeans on and it unnerved her. New York didn't look like New York either. Sitting on the couch of the detective agency was Abbie and Alex.
"Oh, thank god! Abbie! Alex!" Olivia exclaimed. Olivia stopped, staring at them. "Why do you have feathered hair?"
"Every one has feathered hair, Olivia, except you. You have butchy hair," Alex smiled.
"Oh no, does that mean, you're the blonde one," Olivia said pointing to Alex. Pointing to Abbie, "You're the nice one and," Olivia looks down at her, yup trutle neck sweater.
"You're the smart one," Abbie says. "That's not why you wear those turtle necks though."
Alex slaps Abbie on the arm.
"I'm not the biter," laughs Abbie.
"What year is it?" Olivia asks timidly.
"1976 silly. Did you have too much to drink last night?"
Olivia closes her eyes and slowly opens them. Nope. Alex still has feathered hair, Abbie too.
"You really don't remember anything?" Abbie chuckles.
"Last thing I remember I was working on the rape, murder case with Eliot, the BEdtime Butcher. The DNA didn't match..."
"DNA?" asks Alex.
"Is that a new drug?" Abbie asks.
"DNA. Deoxyribonucleic Acid. You two are the ones that always harp us about the DNA collection being legal."
"That's why you're the smart one." Abbie says.
"Well, if you don't remember anything from last night maybe we can remind you," Alex smirks, grabbing Olivia by the hand and pulling her up off the couch. Abbie and Alex lead Olivia to a room with a king sized bed.
"Last night," Abbie whispers in Olivia's ear, puttting her arms around her from behind, "you told Alex you loved her and you were making love. I walked in and joined you."
Alex turns towards Olivia and takes off the god awful turtle neck sweater. There are a bite marks on Olivia's neck where Alex bit her the night before. She doesn't have a bra on and her nipples are erect. Alex leans in and kisses her. Abbie helps Olivia out of her jeans. Abbie's hands wanders into Olivia's panites, causing Olivia to hitch her breath. Alex takes Abbie's hands and starts to lick Olivia's juices.
"Do you like how I taste?" Olivia asks Alex.
Alex nodds, her blue eyes dark with desire. "I love how you taste." She pushes Olivia on to the bed. Abbie is massaging Olivia's breasts from behind, pinching her nipples.
Alex is between Olivia's legs. She plunges her tongue into Olivia's core. Olivia writhes with pleasure. "Alex!" she screams.
Alex shakes Olivia up.
"Olivia, you're having a bad dream."
Olivia dazed again, looks around at their bedroom.
"Alex, can we invite Abbie over for a sleep over?" Olivia asks with an impish grin.
Smut Warning. Don't own SVU or Charlie's Angels.
Olivia Benson enters the Townsend Detective Agency a bit dazed. She had just passed a kid on a skate board with really big bell bottom jeans on and it unnerved her. New York didn't look like New York either. Sitting on the couch of the detective agency was Abbie and Alex.
"Oh, thank god! Abbie! Alex!" Olivia exclaimed. Olivia stopped, staring at them. "Why do you have feathered hair?"
"Every one has feathered hair, Olivia, except you. You have butchy hair," Alex smiled.
"Oh no, does that mean, you're the blonde one," Olivia said pointing to Alex. Pointing to Abbie, "You're the nice one and," Olivia looks down at her, yup trutle neck sweater.
"You're the smart one," Abbie says. "That's not why you wear those turtle necks though."
Alex slaps Abbie on the arm.
"I'm not the biter," laughs Abbie.
"What year is it?" Olivia asks timidly.
"1976 silly. Did you have too much to drink last night?"
Olivia closes her eyes and slowly opens them. Nope. Alex still has feathered hair, Abbie too.
"You really don't remember anything?" Abbie chuckles.
"Last thing I remember I was working on the rape, murder case with Eliot, the BEdtime Butcher. The DNA didn't match..."
"DNA?" asks Alex.
"Is that a new drug?" Abbie asks.
"DNA. Deoxyribonucleic Acid. You two are the ones that always harp us about the DNA collection being legal."
"That's why you're the smart one." Abbie says.
"Well, if you don't remember anything from last night maybe we can remind you," Alex smirks, grabbing Olivia by the hand and pulling her up off the couch. Abbie and Alex lead Olivia to a room with a king sized bed.
"Last night," Abbie whispers in Olivia's ear, puttting her arms around her from behind, "you told Alex you loved her and you were making love. I walked in and joined you."
Alex turns towards Olivia and takes off the god awful turtle neck sweater. There are a bite marks on Olivia's neck where Alex bit her the night before. She doesn't have a bra on and her nipples are erect. Alex leans in and kisses her. Abbie helps Olivia out of her jeans. Abbie's hands wanders into Olivia's panites, causing Olivia to hitch her breath. Alex takes Abbie's hands and starts to lick Olivia's juices.
"Do you like how I taste?" Olivia asks Alex.
Alex nodds, her blue eyes dark with desire. "I love how you taste." She pushes Olivia on to the bed. Abbie is massaging Olivia's breasts from behind, pinching her nipples.
Alex is between Olivia's legs. She plunges her tongue into Olivia's core. Olivia writhes with pleasure. "Alex!" she screams.
Alex shakes Olivia up.
"Olivia, you're having a bad dream."
Olivia dazed again, looks around at their bedroom.
"Alex, can we invite Abbie over for a sleep over?" Olivia asks with an impish grin.