Devil Ride 31B/?
Title: Devil Ride
Author: xenalvr
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and Disclaimer: CBS, P&G, Telenext et. al. own these characters, not me.
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. It 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.
I've decided not to worry too much about pre-Otalia plotline discrepancy as this is an AU after all.
*
It was going to take them another hour or so to get to Sam's rental cottage, which was located on the outskirts of Chicago. Being a journalist, Sam travelled frequently and preferred to live in less urbanised areas. Natalia could hear the affection in Olivia's voice when she spoke about her brother; it made her nostalgic and more than a little envious. Being an only child, Natalia had had to spend a lot of time by herself. She recalled wishing that she had a sibling to share her burden with when she first found out about her pregnancy.
She used to wonder how different her life would have been if she had had some kind of support back then. Now, she wondered if she and Olivia would have met in that life.
"Do you think we'd have met if my parents had been supportive of me having Raphael?" she asked after a while, voicing her thought to Olivia, who turned to give her a speculative look. They had just gotten back to the car after a pit stop at a gas station. "If they had taken my pregnancy in stride, given me the support that I had needed, do you think we'd still have met?"
Olivia chewed on her lower lip. "Most probably not." After a bit, she added, "And even if we did, we'd probably not have had the chance to spend the night together in a hotel room and... you know."
Natalia smirked. "No, I don't know. We wouldn't have had the chance to spend the night in a hotel room and... what?"
Olivia rolled her eyes and gave Natalia a dirty look. "Had sex," she said, her voice dropping an octave. The combination of her tone, look and words made Natalia's stomach flip pleasantly. "I've never thought of women that way... until you. Well, not that I had a chance to think before you jumped me..." she trailed off with a smile on her lips.
Natalia's brows rose and she bit back a grin. "Are you implying that I took advantage of you?" she asked, putting on a huffy voice and crossing her arms before her. "Can I remind you that you were the one who picked me up."
Olivia smirked. "For company, Natalia. Not for sex."
Natalia thought back to their first night together and shook her head. "You got me so confused," she said ruefully. "I couldn't figure out what it was that you wanted from me."
"I was just thinking that earlier," Olivia said with a chuckle.
"I guess I did take advantage of you, then," Natalia said finally. She snuck a peek at Olivia and narrowed her eyes. "Have you really never been with a woman?"
Olivia snorted. "Women generally see me as a threat. And honestly, with all those men sniffing around me, I don't think I had time to see women in that light." Natalia met Olivia's eyes briefly. "I think you're the first woman who's ever looked at me that way. It felt..." Olivia thought for a moment and shrugged. "Don't get me wrong, I was flattered. But I didn't think I was interested."
"Look at you now," Natalia said, and couldn't help feeling a little smug.
Olivia sighed and shook her head. "Look at me now," she echoed, eliciting a smirk from Natalia. "So, how do you think your life would have turned out if your parents had supported you having Raphael?"
Natalia sobered up a little and looked out of the window at the passing traffic. "We were strict Catholics, so I can't imagine living guilt-free around them. I suppose I would constantly be reminded that I'd done something wrong... I'd probably have hung in there till I couldn't anymore, then... I don't know, maybe gone to look for Nicky? That's what I knew him as when he was a gawky teenage boy, by the way."
Olivia chuckled, remembering their conversation at the diner. "You would have come to Springfield?"
Natalia shrugged. "I guess... I mean, Raphael would have wanted to know his father."
"Then we might still have met," Olivia said, enjoying the randomness of their conversation. "Maybe at Company... or maybe you'd have come to look for work at the Beacon."
"If I did, I'd be friends with Greg and we would check you out every day--him for the fashion, and me..." Natalia trailed off, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. She saw the amused look on Olivia's face and smacked her on her arm playfully. "Hey, maybe you'd check me out and fall in love with me from afar."
"Yeah," Olivia said, drawing out the word and making it obvious that she thought it was highly improbable. "Then again, I can totally imagine you in a maid's uniform. Or a skirt suit. Or... a bartender's outfit, with that cute vest and tie."
Natalia found a relaxed, playful Olivia very attractive. She couldn't believe that they were together, that Olivia loved her. A part of her wondered if there was a catch, if this would be taken away from her as well, like almost everything else in her life had been taken away from her. She pushed the dark thought out of her head and rambled on, wanting to distract herself. "People frequently have crushes on bartenders. You like to drink, so you'd frequent the Beacon bar. Maybe you'd have a crush on me first." At the raise of an elegant brow, Natalia rolled her eyes. "Fine. You'd be at the bar and I'd have a crush on you, how about that?"
At Olivia's grudging nod, Natalia continued, tapping her lower lip with her index finger. "One night, you'd have a little too much to drink and I'd gather the courage to hit on you. You'd reciprocate, and we'd end up going back to your room."
"Then you'd leave in the morning and we'd never call each other again."
"What! No way. You'd totally crush on me too after that," Natalia said, sounding offended at the idea that Olivia wouldn't try to see her again after they had spent a night together. She smiled when Olivia laughed and reached over for her hand to thread their fingers together.
"Are you saying that no matter what, we'd still end up together?"
Natalia stroke Olivia's hand lightly with her thumb and smiled ruefully. "I'm just being silly. I'm a little nervous about meeting Emma." She looked out of the window and realised with a start that they had exited the highway and was driving through a quiet neighbourhood.
Olivia squeezed her hand lightly before pulling her hand away to turn into a driveway. "Emma's gonna love you. Look, there she is. My baby."
Olivia's voice was warm with love and coated with happiness and pride. Natalia looked out of the window and saw a young, slender girl running towards the car, her face alight with joy. A smiling man with unkempt shoulder length hair and a goatee followed closely behind her. Natalia took a deep breath and got out of the car.
TBC
Author: xenalvr
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and Disclaimer: CBS, P&G, Telenext et. al. own these characters, not me.
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. It 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.
I've decided not to worry too much about pre-Otalia plotline discrepancy as this is an AU after all.
*
It was going to take them another hour or so to get to Sam's rental cottage, which was located on the outskirts of Chicago. Being a journalist, Sam travelled frequently and preferred to live in less urbanised areas. Natalia could hear the affection in Olivia's voice when she spoke about her brother; it made her nostalgic and more than a little envious. Being an only child, Natalia had had to spend a lot of time by herself. She recalled wishing that she had a sibling to share her burden with when she first found out about her pregnancy.
She used to wonder how different her life would have been if she had had some kind of support back then. Now, she wondered if she and Olivia would have met in that life.
"Do you think we'd have met if my parents had been supportive of me having Raphael?" she asked after a while, voicing her thought to Olivia, who turned to give her a speculative look. They had just gotten back to the car after a pit stop at a gas station. "If they had taken my pregnancy in stride, given me the support that I had needed, do you think we'd still have met?"
Olivia chewed on her lower lip. "Most probably not." After a bit, she added, "And even if we did, we'd probably not have had the chance to spend the night together in a hotel room and... you know."
Natalia smirked. "No, I don't know. We wouldn't have had the chance to spend the night in a hotel room and... what?"
Olivia rolled her eyes and gave Natalia a dirty look. "Had sex," she said, her voice dropping an octave. The combination of her tone, look and words made Natalia's stomach flip pleasantly. "I've never thought of women that way... until you. Well, not that I had a chance to think before you jumped me..." she trailed off with a smile on her lips.
Natalia's brows rose and she bit back a grin. "Are you implying that I took advantage of you?" she asked, putting on a huffy voice and crossing her arms before her. "Can I remind you that you were the one who picked me up."
Olivia smirked. "For company, Natalia. Not for sex."
Natalia thought back to their first night together and shook her head. "You got me so confused," she said ruefully. "I couldn't figure out what it was that you wanted from me."
"I was just thinking that earlier," Olivia said with a chuckle.
"I guess I did take advantage of you, then," Natalia said finally. She snuck a peek at Olivia and narrowed her eyes. "Have you really never been with a woman?"
Olivia snorted. "Women generally see me as a threat. And honestly, with all those men sniffing around me, I don't think I had time to see women in that light." Natalia met Olivia's eyes briefly. "I think you're the first woman who's ever looked at me that way. It felt..." Olivia thought for a moment and shrugged. "Don't get me wrong, I was flattered. But I didn't think I was interested."
"Look at you now," Natalia said, and couldn't help feeling a little smug.
Olivia sighed and shook her head. "Look at me now," she echoed, eliciting a smirk from Natalia. "So, how do you think your life would have turned out if your parents had supported you having Raphael?"
Natalia sobered up a little and looked out of the window at the passing traffic. "We were strict Catholics, so I can't imagine living guilt-free around them. I suppose I would constantly be reminded that I'd done something wrong... I'd probably have hung in there till I couldn't anymore, then... I don't know, maybe gone to look for Nicky? That's what I knew him as when he was a gawky teenage boy, by the way."
Olivia chuckled, remembering their conversation at the diner. "You would have come to Springfield?"
Natalia shrugged. "I guess... I mean, Raphael would have wanted to know his father."
"Then we might still have met," Olivia said, enjoying the randomness of their conversation. "Maybe at Company... or maybe you'd have come to look for work at the Beacon."
"If I did, I'd be friends with Greg and we would check you out every day--him for the fashion, and me..." Natalia trailed off, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. She saw the amused look on Olivia's face and smacked her on her arm playfully. "Hey, maybe you'd check me out and fall in love with me from afar."
"Yeah," Olivia said, drawing out the word and making it obvious that she thought it was highly improbable. "Then again, I can totally imagine you in a maid's uniform. Or a skirt suit. Or... a bartender's outfit, with that cute vest and tie."
Natalia found a relaxed, playful Olivia very attractive. She couldn't believe that they were together, that Olivia loved her. A part of her wondered if there was a catch, if this would be taken away from her as well, like almost everything else in her life had been taken away from her. She pushed the dark thought out of her head and rambled on, wanting to distract herself. "People frequently have crushes on bartenders. You like to drink, so you'd frequent the Beacon bar. Maybe you'd have a crush on me first." At the raise of an elegant brow, Natalia rolled her eyes. "Fine. You'd be at the bar and I'd have a crush on you, how about that?"
At Olivia's grudging nod, Natalia continued, tapping her lower lip with her index finger. "One night, you'd have a little too much to drink and I'd gather the courage to hit on you. You'd reciprocate, and we'd end up going back to your room."
"Then you'd leave in the morning and we'd never call each other again."
"What! No way. You'd totally crush on me too after that," Natalia said, sounding offended at the idea that Olivia wouldn't try to see her again after they had spent a night together. She smiled when Olivia laughed and reached over for her hand to thread their fingers together.
"Are you saying that no matter what, we'd still end up together?"
Natalia stroke Olivia's hand lightly with her thumb and smiled ruefully. "I'm just being silly. I'm a little nervous about meeting Emma." She looked out of the window and realised with a start that they had exited the highway and was driving through a quiet neighbourhood.
Olivia squeezed her hand lightly before pulling her hand away to turn into a driveway. "Emma's gonna love you. Look, there she is. My baby."
Olivia's voice was warm with love and coated with happiness and pride. Natalia looked out of the window and saw a young, slender girl running towards the car, her face alight with joy. A smiling man with unkempt shoulder length hair and a goatee followed closely behind her. Natalia took a deep breath and got out of the car.
TBC