Title: Devil Ride
Author:
xenalvrFandom: 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.
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"Wait, wait, I got one." Colour was high on Natalia's cheeks. She curved her index finger, beckoning Olivia closer. When an equally inebriated Olivia shifted herself over to the spot beside Natalia on the carpeted floor, Natalia leaned in to speak huskily into her ear. "If I can make you come with one finger, imagine what I can do with my whole hand."
Olivia had to think about it for a second before Natalia's finger beckoning action and subsequent words made sense to her. When they did, her brows jumped into her hairline and she shot a laughing Natalia a scandalised look. "Natalia!" However, the images that flooded her mind made her stomach do tiny flips.
After their meal, they had first migrated to the couch, then onto the floor by the couch, and their talk had turned to pick up lines that they knew. Naturally, the level of lewdness had increased in proportion to the amount of wine they consumed.
"Did someone use that line on you?" Olivia had to ask. When Natalia shook her head no, she continued, "Have you used it on anyone?"
The smile that played on Natalia's lips was a secretive one. "Maybe."
Olivia narrowed her eyes. "Has it ever worked?"
Natalia threw her a salacious look. "I don't know. Is it working?"
The temperature of the room spiked up suddenly when the meaning of Natalia's words sank in, and Olivia had to swallow her wine carefully to keep from choking. She caught Natalia's eyes with her own and they spent a few moments just looking at each other, enjoying the warm feeling of companionship. Then she slowly inched her face towards Natalia's, giving her every chance to turn away. Their breaths mingled.
Olivia paused her head's forward motion when her lips were a breath away from Natalia's and smiled. At Natalia's responding smile, she gently brushed her lips against Natalia's, revelling in its softness. Then she repeated the action once, twice, thrice, lingering longer each time. She sighed when Natalia's hand slid up and around her shoulder to rest on her neck, and proceeded to deepen the kiss. The rusty moan she elicited from Natalia when their tongues clashed thrilled her and she growled deep in her throat.
She brought her own hand up and around Natalia to pull her closer, effectively crushing Natalia's body against her own. The unfamiliar feel of soft curves tight against her sent a rush of heat down Olivia's body to settle between her legs. Then she felt Natalia shift and her breath caught when she realised that Natalia was rubbing her breasts against hers, teasing her through the dual barrier of their clothing. She forced her eyes open and tore her lips away from Natalia's to take in ragged gulps of air. She couldn't believe how aroused she had gotten from just kissing.
"I guess it worked."
Natalia's breathy voice broke through the fog in Olivia's mind, causing her to smirk. "I guess it did," she conceded. She felt a gentle pressure at the back of her head and obliged Natalia's urging to close the space between them again.
This time, Olivia let her hands explore Natalia's body, taking as much note as she could whenever her touch elicited a response. This was so very different from making out with a man, she thought distractedly. Her senses were heightened by every little sound Natalia made, and her pleasure came from both Natalia's touch as well as Natalia's reaction to her touch. Then all thoughts flew out of her head when Natalia's fingers found her nipples and began teasing them to erection.
Olivia broke the kiss and slammed her head back, involutarily arching her body into Natalia's hands. When she felt Natalia's lips on the crook of her neck, sucking gently, she brought a hand up to her own face to palm her eyes, as though trying to shield herself from the sensations that were coursing through her body. She allowed Natalia to pull her shirt up and over her, shivering slightly when cool air hit her flushed skin. Natalia's top went off next, and Olivia's pupils dilated at the sight that met her eyes. She never thought that another woman's breasts would arouse her such.
"Bed?" Olivia managed to say.
Instead of answering, Natalia took a deep breath and pushed herself up. Then she reached out a hand to pull Olivia up and against her. Olivia felt herself being manuevered backwards, in the direction of the bedroom, her fingers from both hands loosely threaded through Natalia's. She lowered her face slightly to kiss Natalia. Everything felt so hot, soft and smooth.
When the back of her legs hit the bed, Olivia allowed Natalia to fumble at her waistband and pull her jeans down. She fell onto the bed and lifted her legs; the jeans came off and fell to the floor. Olivia pushed herself backwards on the bed to give Natalia space to climb on board. Her eyes were hooded with anticipation but her breathing had calmed down some. Natalia discarded her own pants, dropped to her hands and knees on the bed, and matched every backward move Olivia made with a move forward. Olivia thought she looked like a sleek prowling cat.
By the time the back of Olivia's head hit the headboard, Natalia was wedged snugly between her legs. Olivia experimentally put her hands on Natalia's breasts, treating them with the same attention Natalia had given hers. Natalia's answering whimper made her moan. Their lips clashed together again and Olivia tangled her fingers in Natalia's hair.
It was going to be a long, long night.
TBC