Devil Ride 38/?
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.
38
The Beacon's kitchen was amazing. Natalia supposed that a hotel kitchen would naturally be better than the kitchen of a family-owned restaurant, but the difference was staggering. The clear hierarchy that existed between the chefs was intriguing to watch, and the way everyone moved in the kitchen was almost like an art in itself. Natalia had to remind herself not to stare while she prepared her meal of pan fried barramundi with sweet potato mash and mango salad.
Cooking was something she had always been into, and it was interesting to note how it felt like to cook for someone she was in love with. Natalia bit back a smile at that. She had to roll her eyes at herself; to think that the mere thought of the words 'someone she was in love with' could make her feel like skipping around. It was insane, and definitely not a feeling she was used to.
When Natalia reached Olivia's suite, she had to back herself into the room after unlocking the door, and almost lost her grip on the tray of food in her hands when someone's arms snaked around her from behind.
"Hey baby."
Olivia's tone of voice and proximity made Natalia's stomach flip while her heart jumped, then raced from the surprise. "Don't do that when I've got a tray full of food in my hands!" she hissed with no real reprimand in her voice.
"Sorry. I should let you put that down."
Natalia shot Olivia a narrowed-eye look over her shoulder as she lowered the tray of food in her hands and she almost lost her grip on the tray again when she saw that Olivia only had a bathrobe on, and it was hanging wide open. "Olivia..." Natalia felt her mouth go dry. Her knees suddenly felt weak.
"Hm?"
The innocent look on Olivia's face did not fool Natalia one bit. She took a shaky breath, carefully placed their dinner on the low coffee table, then stalked purposefully towards Olivia. "What are you doing home so early?" she asked softly, casually, trying hard not to notice Olivia's nakedness.
"I wanted to see you." Natalia watched Olivia's hands as they slowly moved to pull the bathrobe off smooth, rounded shoulders. She swallowed when the garment fell into a heap around Olivia's feet and her mind went blank for a moment. "But you weren't here, so I thought I'd take a shower."
Natalia blinked several times and tried to respond, but could emit nothing more than a squeak. At the risk of sounding like an absolute idiot, she wisely decided to keep her mouth shut while her brain recovered. Her eyes drank in the sight of a naked Olivia on display before her, gliding over smooth curves and tantalising valleys. Then her limbs unfroze and Natalia began advancing towards Olivia, smiling ferally when Olivia lifted a seductive brow and began backing away.
Mindful that Emma might be back at any time, Natalia picked up Olivia's bathrobe without tearing her gaze away from Olivia's, followed Olivia's retreat into her room, closed and locked the door behind her, then dropped Olivia's bathrobe in a heap on the floor.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a tease?" Natalia asked even though she already knew the answer. She just wanted to hear Olivia speak, see those lips move, have that warm velvety voice wash over her.
Olivia sat down on the bed. "Not lately, no." Natalia swallowed when Olivia crossed one leg over the other with deliberate slowness.
Natalia took a breath to calm herself, and began to undress herself from where she was standing by the door. She felt less flustered when the pile of clothing beside her grew bigger, and her lips slanted upwards when she saw a telltale flush creep up Olivia's skin. That, and the rapid rise and fall of Olivia's chest, told Natalia that she was doing everything right.
"Well, you are. A tease. And I love it," Natalia said finally when she was naked herself. She ran her hands up her body and over her breasts with her fingers splayed, licking her lips when Olivia moaned. "And I want you," she whispered when she took a step forward. Her breath caught in her throat when Olivia chose to respond by uncrossing her legs and setting them apart.
When she finally reached Olivia, Natalia was shaking a little. She slotted herself between Olivia's legs and yanked Olivia's head back with enough force to make Olivia gasp but not enough to hurt her. Her eyes fluttered shut briefly when she felt Olivia's hand slide up her side, but quickly batted it away before it reached the curve of her breast. "Didn't you hear me, Olivia? I said I want you. That means you don't get to touch me until I'm done with you."
"Oh really."
Natalia narrowed her eyes at Olivia's low, defiant tone and lift of brow. She hovered her lips above Olivia's, close enough for their breaths to mingle, but not close enough for them to touch. Then she slowly lifted one leg over Olivia's and lowered herself onto Olivia's thigh. Both their breaths were forcefully expelled when contact was made.
"God, Natalia..."
The surprise and need in Olivia's voice made Natalia moan as she slid down the length of Olivia's thigh. "Olivia..."
"Please, just kiss me already." Olivia sounded hoarse and her cheeks were flushed.
Natalia couldn't stop herself from moving against Olivia's thigh, coating it with evidence of her arousal. She moaned when Olivia's hands came to a rest on her hips. Their lips were a mere inch away from each other's. Natalia could feel Olivia's raspy breath on her face, see arousal tint her cheeks and lower her eyelids. Her own body was tingling and her nipples were aching for Olivia's touch. Then a knock on the door made Natalia cease her movement almost immediately.
"Mommy?"
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" Olivia groaned as she dropped her forehead onto Natalia's shoulder. "Someone up there fucking hates me!" she mumbled pathetically.
Natalia didn't know if she should laugh or cry, but opted to be off of Olivia's thigh when she did either. She took a few deep breaths and gathered her hair into a ponytail. "I think my brain just exploded," she said, feeling a little dazed.
"I'm sorry, baby."
Natalia shook her head at Olivia's apology and leaned into Olivia to press a chaste kiss onto full lips, whimpering a little when she did so. She quickly pulled away. "Bad idea," she mumbled to herself as she turned to look for her clothes and hurriedly threw them on while Olivia answered Emma through the door. She was appropriately dressed and a bit more collected by the time Olivia turned back to her, and smirked when Olivia frowned.
"I'll see you outside," Natalia said, lightly smacking Olivia's ass for good measure before she exited the room. She thought she heard Olivia's strangled growl right before the door closed behind her.
"Natalia!" Emma said excitedly when she caught sight of Natalia. "Guess what? I get to perform in the Thanksgiving play!"
Natalia smiled at Emma's enthusiasm. "Really? When is the performance?" she asked as she sat down on the couch, trying to ignore the discomfort between her legs and shove inappropriate thoughts of Olivia to the back of her mind. She watched with slightly bemused eyes when Emma began counting the days with her fingers. Then a smile brightened her face again when she looked up. "Mommy!"
"Hey 'Bean, did you have a good day at school?" Olivia said before sliding onto the couch between Natalia and Emma, decently clothed in a blouse and a pair of capri pants. Natalia sighed when Olivia's hand found hers and discreetly placed a kiss on Olivia's shoulder.
"I get to perform in the Thanksgiving play!" Emma repeated herself excitedly. "It's next Wednesday! Can you come?"
Olivia pretended to think about it. "I don't know..." she started saying. Natalia watched Emma's face fall, then brighten again when Olivia said, "Can I go there on Tuesday to make sure that I get the best seat in the house?"
Emma started giggling. "You're silly, Mommy!"
"Natalia doesn't think I'm silly. Do you, Natalia?" Olivia asked, looking at Natalia for support.
Natalia smirked at Olivia's antics. "I think your Mommy's kinda cute, Emma," she said, gazing at Olivia even though she was speaking to Emma. The smile that Olivia gave her warmed her insides. "And very sweet. But yes, definitely, definitely silly as well."
"See! Natalia thinks so too!" Emma yelled triumphantly as she jumped up on the couch.
"Oh, so that's how it is, huh?" Olivia complained goodnaturedly. "The two of you ganging up on me..."
"Mommy, Mommy, is Ava and Uncle Sam going to be here for Thanksgiving?" Emma asked suddenly, quickly tiring of their thread of conversation.
"'Are', sweetie. Are Ava and Uncle Sam going to be here," Olivia corrected Emma. Natalia found herself smiling at the way Olivia interacted with Emma.
"Are they?" Emma asked, bouncing lightly on the couch.
"Uncle Sam said he might be able to. As for Ava, I'm not sure. She's still in Switzerland for work, and I don't know when she'll be back. I'm waiting for her call though. When she rings, I'll ask her, okay?"
Olivia had briefly mentioned Ava to Natalia before, when they had dinner at Towers the day Natalia had seen Raphael for the first time. That was all Natalia knew about Ava, and she doubted that Ava knew anything of her. She felt a little apprehensive at the prospect of meeting Ava, the same way she had felt before she had met Emma and Sam. Natalia thought about the people in her own life and wasn't sure if there was anyone at all she wanted Olivia to meet. She felt a little guilty that she hadn't given any of them much thought these days, and thought about giving either Maria or Ruth a call to see how they were.
"Would you like to spend Thanksgiving with us?" Olivia asked, turning to look at Natalia.
The question broke Natalia's reverie and she immediately broke into a shy, dimpled smile. "Yes, I'd love to."
"Yay!" Emma exclaimed, causing Natalia to tear her gaze from Olivia and grin at the girl. "There'll be you, me, Mommy and maybe Uncle Sam!" Then she paused for a moment and added, "And a turkey!" Natalia and Olivia chuckled at that.
"Speaking of food, the dinner I made for us is cooling down as we speak," Natalia said, getting up from the couch. "How about you guys grab a seat while I heat it up quickly?"
"All right, 'Bean. Go wash up for dinner and come right back here," Natalia heard Olivia instruct Emma. "Remember to use soap!"
Natalia smiled to herself as she heated up their dinner. As the days went by, it got easier to believe that her relationship with Olivia could exist in the real world. She sighed when she felt Olivia come up behind her and wrap her arms around her. "Hey," she said quietly as she leaned back into the embrace.
"Thanks for making us dinner."
Natalia smiled when she felt Olivia kiss her cheek. "You're welcome."
"I'm crazy about you."
Natalia's stomach flipped at Olivia's words; she turned around to face her. "I'm crazy about you too," she admitted, unable to meet Olivia's eyes when she said the words softly. "I'm not used to this..." She trailed a finger down Olivia's cheek. "You are so beautiful to me," she murmured breathily.
The ding of the microwave oven distracted Natalia, but Olivia didn't let go of her. She smiled at Olivia's advancing lips and melted into a kiss because, in that moment, it was easy to believe that nothing mattered outside of them.
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.
38
The Beacon's kitchen was amazing. Natalia supposed that a hotel kitchen would naturally be better than the kitchen of a family-owned restaurant, but the difference was staggering. The clear hierarchy that existed between the chefs was intriguing to watch, and the way everyone moved in the kitchen was almost like an art in itself. Natalia had to remind herself not to stare while she prepared her meal of pan fried barramundi with sweet potato mash and mango salad.
Cooking was something she had always been into, and it was interesting to note how it felt like to cook for someone she was in love with. Natalia bit back a smile at that. She had to roll her eyes at herself; to think that the mere thought of the words 'someone she was in love with' could make her feel like skipping around. It was insane, and definitely not a feeling she was used to.
When Natalia reached Olivia's suite, she had to back herself into the room after unlocking the door, and almost lost her grip on the tray of food in her hands when someone's arms snaked around her from behind.
"Hey baby."
Olivia's tone of voice and proximity made Natalia's stomach flip while her heart jumped, then raced from the surprise. "Don't do that when I've got a tray full of food in my hands!" she hissed with no real reprimand in her voice.
"Sorry. I should let you put that down."
Natalia shot Olivia a narrowed-eye look over her shoulder as she lowered the tray of food in her hands and she almost lost her grip on the tray again when she saw that Olivia only had a bathrobe on, and it was hanging wide open. "Olivia..." Natalia felt her mouth go dry. Her knees suddenly felt weak.
"Hm?"
The innocent look on Olivia's face did not fool Natalia one bit. She took a shaky breath, carefully placed their dinner on the low coffee table, then stalked purposefully towards Olivia. "What are you doing home so early?" she asked softly, casually, trying hard not to notice Olivia's nakedness.
"I wanted to see you." Natalia watched Olivia's hands as they slowly moved to pull the bathrobe off smooth, rounded shoulders. She swallowed when the garment fell into a heap around Olivia's feet and her mind went blank for a moment. "But you weren't here, so I thought I'd take a shower."
Natalia blinked several times and tried to respond, but could emit nothing more than a squeak. At the risk of sounding like an absolute idiot, she wisely decided to keep her mouth shut while her brain recovered. Her eyes drank in the sight of a naked Olivia on display before her, gliding over smooth curves and tantalising valleys. Then her limbs unfroze and Natalia began advancing towards Olivia, smiling ferally when Olivia lifted a seductive brow and began backing away.
Mindful that Emma might be back at any time, Natalia picked up Olivia's bathrobe without tearing her gaze away from Olivia's, followed Olivia's retreat into her room, closed and locked the door behind her, then dropped Olivia's bathrobe in a heap on the floor.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a tease?" Natalia asked even though she already knew the answer. She just wanted to hear Olivia speak, see those lips move, have that warm velvety voice wash over her.
Olivia sat down on the bed. "Not lately, no." Natalia swallowed when Olivia crossed one leg over the other with deliberate slowness.
Natalia took a breath to calm herself, and began to undress herself from where she was standing by the door. She felt less flustered when the pile of clothing beside her grew bigger, and her lips slanted upwards when she saw a telltale flush creep up Olivia's skin. That, and the rapid rise and fall of Olivia's chest, told Natalia that she was doing everything right.
"Well, you are. A tease. And I love it," Natalia said finally when she was naked herself. She ran her hands up her body and over her breasts with her fingers splayed, licking her lips when Olivia moaned. "And I want you," she whispered when she took a step forward. Her breath caught in her throat when Olivia chose to respond by uncrossing her legs and setting them apart.
When she finally reached Olivia, Natalia was shaking a little. She slotted herself between Olivia's legs and yanked Olivia's head back with enough force to make Olivia gasp but not enough to hurt her. Her eyes fluttered shut briefly when she felt Olivia's hand slide up her side, but quickly batted it away before it reached the curve of her breast. "Didn't you hear me, Olivia? I said I want you. That means you don't get to touch me until I'm done with you."
"Oh really."
Natalia narrowed her eyes at Olivia's low, defiant tone and lift of brow. She hovered her lips above Olivia's, close enough for their breaths to mingle, but not close enough for them to touch. Then she slowly lifted one leg over Olivia's and lowered herself onto Olivia's thigh. Both their breaths were forcefully expelled when contact was made.
"God, Natalia..."
The surprise and need in Olivia's voice made Natalia moan as she slid down the length of Olivia's thigh. "Olivia..."
"Please, just kiss me already." Olivia sounded hoarse and her cheeks were flushed.
Natalia couldn't stop herself from moving against Olivia's thigh, coating it with evidence of her arousal. She moaned when Olivia's hands came to a rest on her hips. Their lips were a mere inch away from each other's. Natalia could feel Olivia's raspy breath on her face, see arousal tint her cheeks and lower her eyelids. Her own body was tingling and her nipples were aching for Olivia's touch. Then a knock on the door made Natalia cease her movement almost immediately.
"Mommy?"
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" Olivia groaned as she dropped her forehead onto Natalia's shoulder. "Someone up there fucking hates me!" she mumbled pathetically.
Natalia didn't know if she should laugh or cry, but opted to be off of Olivia's thigh when she did either. She took a few deep breaths and gathered her hair into a ponytail. "I think my brain just exploded," she said, feeling a little dazed.
"I'm sorry, baby."
Natalia shook her head at Olivia's apology and leaned into Olivia to press a chaste kiss onto full lips, whimpering a little when she did so. She quickly pulled away. "Bad idea," she mumbled to herself as she turned to look for her clothes and hurriedly threw them on while Olivia answered Emma through the door. She was appropriately dressed and a bit more collected by the time Olivia turned back to her, and smirked when Olivia frowned.
"I'll see you outside," Natalia said, lightly smacking Olivia's ass for good measure before she exited the room. She thought she heard Olivia's strangled growl right before the door closed behind her.
"Natalia!" Emma said excitedly when she caught sight of Natalia. "Guess what? I get to perform in the Thanksgiving play!"
Natalia smiled at Emma's enthusiasm. "Really? When is the performance?" she asked as she sat down on the couch, trying to ignore the discomfort between her legs and shove inappropriate thoughts of Olivia to the back of her mind. She watched with slightly bemused eyes when Emma began counting the days with her fingers. Then a smile brightened her face again when she looked up. "Mommy!"
"Hey 'Bean, did you have a good day at school?" Olivia said before sliding onto the couch between Natalia and Emma, decently clothed in a blouse and a pair of capri pants. Natalia sighed when Olivia's hand found hers and discreetly placed a kiss on Olivia's shoulder.
"I get to perform in the Thanksgiving play!" Emma repeated herself excitedly. "It's next Wednesday! Can you come?"
Olivia pretended to think about it. "I don't know..." she started saying. Natalia watched Emma's face fall, then brighten again when Olivia said, "Can I go there on Tuesday to make sure that I get the best seat in the house?"
Emma started giggling. "You're silly, Mommy!"
"Natalia doesn't think I'm silly. Do you, Natalia?" Olivia asked, looking at Natalia for support.
Natalia smirked at Olivia's antics. "I think your Mommy's kinda cute, Emma," she said, gazing at Olivia even though she was speaking to Emma. The smile that Olivia gave her warmed her insides. "And very sweet. But yes, definitely, definitely silly as well."
"See! Natalia thinks so too!" Emma yelled triumphantly as she jumped up on the couch.
"Oh, so that's how it is, huh?" Olivia complained goodnaturedly. "The two of you ganging up on me..."
"Mommy, Mommy, is Ava and Uncle Sam going to be here for Thanksgiving?" Emma asked suddenly, quickly tiring of their thread of conversation.
"'Are', sweetie. Are Ava and Uncle Sam going to be here," Olivia corrected Emma. Natalia found herself smiling at the way Olivia interacted with Emma.
"Are they?" Emma asked, bouncing lightly on the couch.
"Uncle Sam said he might be able to. As for Ava, I'm not sure. She's still in Switzerland for work, and I don't know when she'll be back. I'm waiting for her call though. When she rings, I'll ask her, okay?"
Olivia had briefly mentioned Ava to Natalia before, when they had dinner at Towers the day Natalia had seen Raphael for the first time. That was all Natalia knew about Ava, and she doubted that Ava knew anything of her. She felt a little apprehensive at the prospect of meeting Ava, the same way she had felt before she had met Emma and Sam. Natalia thought about the people in her own life and wasn't sure if there was anyone at all she wanted Olivia to meet. She felt a little guilty that she hadn't given any of them much thought these days, and thought about giving either Maria or Ruth a call to see how they were.
"Would you like to spend Thanksgiving with us?" Olivia asked, turning to look at Natalia.
The question broke Natalia's reverie and she immediately broke into a shy, dimpled smile. "Yes, I'd love to."
"Yay!" Emma exclaimed, causing Natalia to tear her gaze from Olivia and grin at the girl. "There'll be you, me, Mommy and maybe Uncle Sam!" Then she paused for a moment and added, "And a turkey!" Natalia and Olivia chuckled at that.
"Speaking of food, the dinner I made for us is cooling down as we speak," Natalia said, getting up from the couch. "How about you guys grab a seat while I heat it up quickly?"
"All right, 'Bean. Go wash up for dinner and come right back here," Natalia heard Olivia instruct Emma. "Remember to use soap!"
Natalia smiled to herself as she heated up their dinner. As the days went by, it got easier to believe that her relationship with Olivia could exist in the real world. She sighed when she felt Olivia come up behind her and wrap her arms around her. "Hey," she said quietly as she leaned back into the embrace.
"Thanks for making us dinner."
Natalia smiled when she felt Olivia kiss her cheek. "You're welcome."
"I'm crazy about you."
Natalia's stomach flipped at Olivia's words; she turned around to face her. "I'm crazy about you too," she admitted, unable to meet Olivia's eyes when she said the words softly. "I'm not used to this..." She trailed a finger down Olivia's cheek. "You are so beautiful to me," she murmured breathily.
The ding of the microwave oven distracted Natalia, but Olivia didn't let go of her. She smiled at Olivia's advancing lips and melted into a kiss because, in that moment, it was easy to believe that nothing mattered outside of them.
TBC