Devil Ride 27B/?
Title: Devil Ride
Author: xenalvr
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and Disclaimers: This AU story contains adult themes and language, and deals with the sex industry, which might not be to everyone's taste, so please do NOT proceed if you are not of age or if any of that might offend you. It is rated NC-17.
All characters from Guiding Light do not belong to me. All the other characters do, however, so please leave them alone. This story is set in an alternate universe, where Natalia Rivera's history and timeline are greatly altered. Most of Olivia Spencer's history remain intact at this point.
I've decided not to worry too much about pre-Otalia plotline discrepancy as this is an AU after all.
*
Greg's chocolate fudge birthday cake was utterly decadent. Olivia moaned softly at another mouthful of cake and promised herself that she would put in extra time at the gym for this indulgence. She opened her eyes and caught sight of Natalia laughing at something Paul said; it made her happy to see Natalia enjoying herself.
She didn't know how or when Natalia's happiness had become a priority in her life. She hadn't realised that relationships could be so... simple. Everything just felt so natural; she wasn't confused, disturbed or uncomfortable with the fact that she was seeing a woman. She would even go as far to say that the level of openness and honesty she shared with Natalia was due but not limited to the fact that Natalia was a woman; the parallel in Natalia's and her own life experiences had a big part to play in their connection. And their sexual chemistry... well, that was also a big factor. Huge. She had always been a sexual person; to have met someone who was equally comfortable with that part of themselves was such a great feeling.
For the first time in her life, she didn't feel like she had to fight for someone's affections. For the first time in her life, she was fighting alongside someone for a common goal.
She caught Natalia looking back at her with a smile she instinctively knew was reserved only for her, and it made her insides go soft. Then Natalia was sliding into the booth beside her.
"Hey," she greeted Natalia softly. "Cake?" she offered, lifting the fork in her hand. Natalia responded by opening her mouth and taking the proffered morsel between her lips. Olivia felt her eyes glaze over at the obvious look of appreciation on Natalia's face. "Good, huh."
Natalia nodded. "Oh. Yeah."
Olivia chuckled and leaned over to kiss the corner of Natalia's mouth. "You've got chocolate all over your face," she teased softly.
"Oh, you just wanted an excuse to do that," Natalia said, her lips twitching.
Olivia lifted a brow. "Do I need an excuse to do that?" she asked. Then she narrowed her eyes when she felt Natalia's hand sliding up the inside of her knee. "What are you doing?" Her voice dropped to a breathy whisper at the wicked look on Natalia's face.
"Nothing."
Natalia's innocent tone didn't fool Olivia one bit and she felt her hands falter when Natalia's fingers touched her inner thigh. "Natalia..." she said warningly.
"I want another bite."
Olivia had to work her shaky hand to fulfil Natalia's request, but her attention was elsewhere: namely, on the wandering hand that didn't seem to be stopping its trek up her thigh.
"Relax, Olivia," Natalia said, her voice soft. "No one's gonna notice."
"Notice wha - Oh God," Olivia said in a rush when Natalia caressed the length of her in a bold, intimate way. She almost dropped her fork. Then she bit back a moan when Natalia's fingers slipped past her underwear and began massaging her centre. She gasped when she felt Natalia slide into her to coat her fingers with her wetness before circling back to her centre. Her mind reeled with conflicting thoughts of what they were doing in a public space and how much she wanted Natalia's touch to bring her to fulfilment. Her legs widened of their own accord, sending a hot flush of shame up her cheeks.
"You are so sexy, Olivia," Natalia husked out, pressing closer under the guise of taking another mouthful of cake from Olivia. "I wish I could put your leg over my shoulder and take you right now. Hear you scream my name, have you scratch your nails down my back..."
Olivia's eyes shot open at Natalia's words, then glazed over with lust. Her breath was turning ragged at Natalia's delicious ministrations. She lowered the plate and fork in her hands.
"You have to hold the plate up, Olivia," Natalia murmured. "Have a bite of cake," she suggested.
"What?" Cake was the last thing on Olivia's mind right now--sinfully good tasting chocolate or not. "I can't -"
"Yes you can, Olivia," Natalia said coaxingly. "You can do anything. And right now, I need you to hold the plate up, okay?"
Olivia nodded shakily and tried to collect her senses. She could do this. Her nipples felt sensitive against the fabric of her dress and were aching to be touched. Her leg muscles were tensed up, and her head was swimming in the craziness of what she was allowing Natalia to do to her. But she could do this. She could hold up this God damned plate.
"Is this good, Olivia?"
Olivia whimpered softly at the question. She was finding it really hard to keep her eyes open and her cries locked up in her head. She was so close, so close... "Very..."
"You drive me insane, Olivia. I want you so bad..."
At those words, Olivia bit back a groan and shuddered. She felt Natalia take the plate from her with her free hand, then wrapped her hands around Natalia's shoulders in what she hoped would seem like a hug to anyone looking while Natalia kept her other hand pressed against her most intimate spot, holding her together as she came apart.
"You know payback's a bitch, right?" Olivia husked out when she caught her breath. She couldn't believe that she had just orgasmed in front of her employees and a whole bunch of newly-met strangers. But more so, she couldn't believe how ready she was to go again. She quickly straightened herself and took a deep breath to calm herself.
Olivia's eyes flickered over to Natalia when she heard her hum. She gasped disbelievingly when Natalia dug into the cake with the hand that was, just a moment ago, doing crazy things to her body, and brought it to her lips. Her mouth went dry and her stomach flipped when Natalia slid her chocolate and Olivia coated fingers into her own mouth.
"I believe you might just be the death of me, Natalia Rivera," Olivia said faintly but seriously.
Natalia licked her lips when she was done and turned to Olivia with an incorrigible but sweet smile on her face. "Oh, but I need you alive for the things I want you to do to me..."
Olivia found that she couldn't fault Natalia's logic. Not one bit.
"Ms. Spencer! Natalia! Are you guys enjoying yourselves?"
Olivia looked up at Greg's drunken cry and held her breath while she nodded. "Oh yeah. Lovely cake, Greg. Great party," she heard Natalia say beside her and fought to hold back a wild giggle. She smiled when Natalia kissed her cheek.
Then Natalia was gone, pulled away by Greg, who had demanded they share a dance to Lady Gaga's 'Poker Face'. She let out a breath, still in disbelief at what had just transpired, unsure if she should thank God or curse at Him for birthday parties and devilish girlfriends.
TBC
Author: xenalvr
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and Disclaimers: This AU story contains adult themes and language, and deals with the sex industry, which might not be to everyone's taste, so please do NOT proceed if you are not of age or if any of that might offend you. It is rated NC-17.
All characters from Guiding Light do not belong to me. All the other characters do, however, so please leave them alone. This story is set in an alternate universe, where Natalia Rivera's history and timeline are greatly altered. Most of Olivia Spencer's history remain intact at this point.
I've decided not to worry too much about pre-Otalia plotline discrepancy as this is an AU after all.
*
Greg's chocolate fudge birthday cake was utterly decadent. Olivia moaned softly at another mouthful of cake and promised herself that she would put in extra time at the gym for this indulgence. She opened her eyes and caught sight of Natalia laughing at something Paul said; it made her happy to see Natalia enjoying herself.
She didn't know how or when Natalia's happiness had become a priority in her life. She hadn't realised that relationships could be so... simple. Everything just felt so natural; she wasn't confused, disturbed or uncomfortable with the fact that she was seeing a woman. She would even go as far to say that the level of openness and honesty she shared with Natalia was due but not limited to the fact that Natalia was a woman; the parallel in Natalia's and her own life experiences had a big part to play in their connection. And their sexual chemistry... well, that was also a big factor. Huge. She had always been a sexual person; to have met someone who was equally comfortable with that part of themselves was such a great feeling.
For the first time in her life, she didn't feel like she had to fight for someone's affections. For the first time in her life, she was fighting alongside someone for a common goal.
She caught Natalia looking back at her with a smile she instinctively knew was reserved only for her, and it made her insides go soft. Then Natalia was sliding into the booth beside her.
"Hey," she greeted Natalia softly. "Cake?" she offered, lifting the fork in her hand. Natalia responded by opening her mouth and taking the proffered morsel between her lips. Olivia felt her eyes glaze over at the obvious look of appreciation on Natalia's face. "Good, huh."
Natalia nodded. "Oh. Yeah."
Olivia chuckled and leaned over to kiss the corner of Natalia's mouth. "You've got chocolate all over your face," she teased softly.
"Oh, you just wanted an excuse to do that," Natalia said, her lips twitching.
Olivia lifted a brow. "Do I need an excuse to do that?" she asked. Then she narrowed her eyes when she felt Natalia's hand sliding up the inside of her knee. "What are you doing?" Her voice dropped to a breathy whisper at the wicked look on Natalia's face.
"Nothing."
Natalia's innocent tone didn't fool Olivia one bit and she felt her hands falter when Natalia's fingers touched her inner thigh. "Natalia..." she said warningly.
"I want another bite."
Olivia had to work her shaky hand to fulfil Natalia's request, but her attention was elsewhere: namely, on the wandering hand that didn't seem to be stopping its trek up her thigh.
"Relax, Olivia," Natalia said, her voice soft. "No one's gonna notice."
"Notice wha - Oh God," Olivia said in a rush when Natalia caressed the length of her in a bold, intimate way. She almost dropped her fork. Then she bit back a moan when Natalia's fingers slipped past her underwear and began massaging her centre. She gasped when she felt Natalia slide into her to coat her fingers with her wetness before circling back to her centre. Her mind reeled with conflicting thoughts of what they were doing in a public space and how much she wanted Natalia's touch to bring her to fulfilment. Her legs widened of their own accord, sending a hot flush of shame up her cheeks.
"You are so sexy, Olivia," Natalia husked out, pressing closer under the guise of taking another mouthful of cake from Olivia. "I wish I could put your leg over my shoulder and take you right now. Hear you scream my name, have you scratch your nails down my back..."
Olivia's eyes shot open at Natalia's words, then glazed over with lust. Her breath was turning ragged at Natalia's delicious ministrations. She lowered the plate and fork in her hands.
"You have to hold the plate up, Olivia," Natalia murmured. "Have a bite of cake," she suggested.
"What?" Cake was the last thing on Olivia's mind right now--sinfully good tasting chocolate or not. "I can't -"
"Yes you can, Olivia," Natalia said coaxingly. "You can do anything. And right now, I need you to hold the plate up, okay?"
Olivia nodded shakily and tried to collect her senses. She could do this. Her nipples felt sensitive against the fabric of her dress and were aching to be touched. Her leg muscles were tensed up, and her head was swimming in the craziness of what she was allowing Natalia to do to her. But she could do this. She could hold up this God damned plate.
"Is this good, Olivia?"
Olivia whimpered softly at the question. She was finding it really hard to keep her eyes open and her cries locked up in her head. She was so close, so close... "Very..."
"You drive me insane, Olivia. I want you so bad..."
At those words, Olivia bit back a groan and shuddered. She felt Natalia take the plate from her with her free hand, then wrapped her hands around Natalia's shoulders in what she hoped would seem like a hug to anyone looking while Natalia kept her other hand pressed against her most intimate spot, holding her together as she came apart.
"You know payback's a bitch, right?" Olivia husked out when she caught her breath. She couldn't believe that she had just orgasmed in front of her employees and a whole bunch of newly-met strangers. But more so, she couldn't believe how ready she was to go again. She quickly straightened herself and took a deep breath to calm herself.
Olivia's eyes flickered over to Natalia when she heard her hum. She gasped disbelievingly when Natalia dug into the cake with the hand that was, just a moment ago, doing crazy things to her body, and brought it to her lips. Her mouth went dry and her stomach flipped when Natalia slid her chocolate and Olivia coated fingers into her own mouth.
"I believe you might just be the death of me, Natalia Rivera," Olivia said faintly but seriously.
Natalia licked her lips when she was done and turned to Olivia with an incorrigible but sweet smile on her face. "Oh, but I need you alive for the things I want you to do to me..."
Olivia found that she couldn't fault Natalia's logic. Not one bit.
"Ms. Spencer! Natalia! Are you guys enjoying yourselves?"
Olivia looked up at Greg's drunken cry and held her breath while she nodded. "Oh yeah. Lovely cake, Greg. Great party," she heard Natalia say beside her and fought to hold back a wild giggle. She smiled when Natalia kissed her cheek.
Then Natalia was gone, pulled away by Greg, who had demanded they share a dance to Lady Gaga's 'Poker Face'. She let out a breath, still in disbelief at what had just transpired, unsure if she should thank God or curse at Him for birthday parties and devilish girlfriends.
TBC