Chapter Text
Story 1
On Your Knees
Rolivia
Cunnilingus/Sex at Work/Caught/Voyeurism
Olivia sat at her desk trying to read and review the papers in front of her. Unfortunately, she was having a hard time concentrating. Over and over, she’d re-read the same sentence, trying to understand what was typed on the paper. However, it just wasn’t ever going to work. No, her brain was too occupied.
She briefly closed her eyes and let out a sigh, shifting in her seat. After a few moments, she gripped the sides of the desk, white-knuckling them as her breathing hitched. She hung her head in her chest and let out a soft moan, opening her eyes to look down at the blonde hiding underneath her desk.
Olivia smirked at her and bit her lip. “I don’t think this is going to work,” she whispered.
Amanda sat back, removing her mouth from Olivia’s wet center. “Why not?”
“We’re in my office… I don’t know, I’m too nervous. What if someone comes in?” Olivia was indeed worrying about a potential visitor, but it had been rather quiet all day. However, that didn’t mean much – things at SVU could change in a heartbeat. Which, I guess is why it was so exhilarating for the women to try this.
“Just relax,” Amanda said, running her hands up Olivia’s thighs. “Let my mouth calm you down.”
Olivia let out a breath as she felt Amanda’s mouth back on her lips, working ever so softly around her swollen bud.
For several minutes, Olivia closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the feeling. Amanda’s tongue was magical – she had proven that the night they originally hooked up months ago. She was slowly dragging her tongue from Olivia’s entrance up to her swollen clit. Once there, she would flatten her tongue and rotate it in circles several times before moving back down to Olivia’s entrance.
“Fuck,” Olivia whispered through heavy breathing.
The feeling was erotic. Amanda was making sure to take her sweet time. While she never minded a quick session, Amanda wanted to drag this out. She wanted Olivia’s pleasure to slowly build instead of giving her a quick release. She wanted her shaking at her desk, cumming hard into her mouth as she hid under the desk.
“Liv?”
Olivia, shocked, darted her eyes to the doorway to see who just opened her door.
“Uh – y-yeah?” Olivia’s heart was beating hard through her chest.
“Sorry, can I talk to you for a minute about the Romanski case?” The familiar figure asked.
Olivia, mind foggy, tried to answer the best she could as Amanda wasn’t letting up on her tongue assault despite their new visitor.
“Yeah, sure – make it quick I’ve got uhh… got some forms I’m w-working on.” Olivia stuttered when Amanda flicked her tongue.
What is she doing?!
Olivia realized – Amanda knew someone was in the room. And instead of stopping and letting her concentrate on the conversation, she wasn’t going to quit eating her out.
Olivia, you idiot. Remain calm.
Alex sat down in front of Olivia and pulled out a folder of papers.
“I’m worried about the witness’s testimony. I don’t think it’s going to be enough, Liv,” Alex started, going over the papers in front of her.
“Hmm. Why’s that?” Olivia was biting her lip to remain composed.
“Too much room for objections from the defense. It’s not air-tight. There’s a lot of hear-say and I’m worried about the witness’s composure on the stand.” Alex was too busy scanning over her documents to notice Olivia’s body language.
“Hmm.” Olivia started again, only half remembering what Alex just said. “Uhh, well, what d-do you propose we – fuck.” Olivia felt the hairs on her neck stand up and the color drain from her face as she shot her eyes up to meet Alex’s, which were riddled with concern.
“Are you okay, Liv?” Alex asked.
“Uhh, yeah – just… having some leg cramps.” Olivia jerked her leg forward in an attempt to fight Amanda off.
“Oh. Do you need any ibuprofen? I have some in my bag,” Alex offered caringly.
“No thanks, I’ll be okay. So, what do you propose we do?” Olivia was trying hard to remain composed, even though Amanda was teasing her relentlessly under the desk.
Alex began talking again about their options, and Amanda began picking up her pace on Olivia’s swollen clit again.
Ohhhh, she’s in so much trouble for this… So evil.
Olivia couldn’t help but feel the muscles deep inside of her tingle from the constant stimulation. She knew that if Alex stuck around any longer than a few more minutes, she would witness Olivia’s orgasm wash over her. And while this thought terrified her, she also couldn’t help be aroused at the thought of getting caught.
Olivia… no. Stop. Start thinking of bad things. Uh, car crashes. Tornadoes. Flooding. God, Amanda’s making me flood… damn it, stop!
Olivia was so lost in her own feelings and thoughts that she didn’t notice Alex had stopped talking some time ago and was now watching her intently. Olivia’s eyes were closed and she was tense, grabbing the front of her desk.
God, I’m going to strangle her. What a stupid, erotic idea. What if Alex finds out? Alex… oh God, Alex? She’s still here. Open your eyes, Olivia.
Reluctantly, Olivia opened her eyes again to meet Alex’s face, which wore a sly grin. Eyes growing wider, Olivia couldn’t help but feel the color drain from her face again.
Alex folded her arms and laid back in the chair, staring at Olivia, still grinning. “Oh, don’t mind me. I’ll wait until you’re finished.”
Olivia was confused at Alex’s sentence, panic sweeping over her as she blankly stared back. If she had been paying attention to Alex instead of talking to herself, she would’ve noticed that Alex had caught on to what was happening.
Back when Olivia was deep in thought, trying to think of anything other than Amanda’s head between her legs, Alex was looking around for clues of why Olivia was acting so strangely. First, she knew the look on her face all too well. The expression she bore wasn’t an expression of pain or distress; no, Alex knew it was one filled with bliss. Second, she saw Amanda’s shoes by the door of Olivia’s office, but hadn’t saw Amanda when she came in. And Alex knew she wouldn’t be parading around the precinct without any shoes. Lastly, she could hear Olivia’s breathing and how hitched and urgent it was.
“Huh?” Olivia finally choked out, becoming oh so scared and oh so closer to losing it.
“No, don’t mind me. Pretend I’m not even here.” Alex was still wearing a devilish grin.
“Alex, what are you talking about?” Olivia bit her lip at the end of the sentence, trying to mask the pleasure she was feeling deep inside.
“You mean to tell me that your detective isn’t on her knees right now underneath your desk?” Alex knew she had her now.
Olivia’s heart began beating rapidly and her eyes grew wide. “Uhh, well… I, uh – we – but, I…” Olivia was stammering.
Amanda, hearing the conversation, had finally stopped flicking her tongue against Olivia. If anyone was looking at her face, they would’ve seen how wide her own eyes were and how red her face was from blushing.
“Hi, Amanda,” Alex said, bending down to speak to the desk.
Olivia closed her eyes and laid her head in her hands, letting out a sigh. “Alex, give me just a minute to fix this and then we can discuss the case.”
“Oh, and miss the show? I don’t think so, Olivia. Come on, just pretend I’m not here.” Alex was enjoying this more than she should’ve been. She bent down again saying, “Go on, Amanda. Keep doing what you’re doing. I want to see how Olivia handles this situation.”
Don’t. You. Dare.
Olivia’s mouth was open in shock before she suddenly sucked in a soft gasp as Amanda listened to Alex’s instructions. Amanda hungrily continued her assault on Olivia, not wanting to stop now.
“Fuck,” Olivia whispered, again closing her eyes and hanging her head into her chest. “Alex, n-no, I can explain.”
“Mhm,” Alex said with a laugh. “You seem to be stuttering an awful lot.”
“Uhh…” Olivia couldn’t concentrate. She kept bouncing around from anger, embarrassment, arousal, and bliss.
“Cat got your tongue?” Alex asked cheekily. “Or, should I say, tongue got your cat?”
Amanda couldn’t help but laugh at the poorly told joke and Olivia sighed and lightly kicked Amanda to get her to shut up. Amanda ended up hitting her head on the underside of the desk, letting out an “Ow!”
Olivia groaned and laid her head on the desk, defeated. “Oh my God… this isn’t happening.”
“Oh, I believe it is, Liv,” Alex said, comfortably watching the situation in front of her.
“Amanda, I told you this wouldn’t work,” Olivia mumbled into her desk.
“And I told you to lock your office, but here we are,” Amanda said, before darting her tongue back between Olivia’s folds.
Olivia let out a moan at the feeling and slapped a hand over her mouth, scared to look up and meet Alex’s gaze. Soon, she heard Alex’s heels clicking through her office as she made her way over to Olivia’s door and locked it. Luckily, the blinds were already closed.
“There,” Alex said, sitting back down. “It’s locked. Amanda, don’t stop what you’re doing. I want to see Liv lose control.”
What the fuck, Alex?!
Olivia finally looked up at Alex’s eyes, which appeared to be a dark shade of blue, obviously enthralled by the situation in front of her. Alex chuckled as she saw the fear in Olivia’s eyes.
“Alex…” Olivia started, unsure of what to say. Amanda gave Olivia a hard suck at Alex’s name coming out of Olivia’s mouth. “Mmm…”
Alex chuckled. “What was that, Olivia?”
“Uhh… listen, Alex, I –“ but Olivia was cut off by a deep moan as Amanda again sucked Olivia’s center upon hearing Alex’s name. Olivia reached her hand under the desk and grabbed Amanda’s hair. “Stop that,” she grunted quietly towards the blonde.
“Stop saying her name, then,” Amanda grunted back, but loud enough so Alex could hear.
Alex let out a louder chuckle, biting her lip as she watched the color drain from Olivia’s face for what seemed like the hundredth time today.
“Jesus, Amanda…” Olivia said, laying her head in her hands once again. “This isn’t going to work. I can’t do this with… an audience?”
“Close your eyes, Olivia,” Alex commanded. “Stop being in your head so much. Close your eyes and let Amanda do what she needs to do. I promise I’ll behave myself. You won’t even know I’m here.”
Olivia sighed before letting out another deep moan. Amanda had begun stroking her softly with a flattened tongue. Olivia decided to just try and give in – she had already been so close to orgasm anyways. She laid back in her chair and closed her eyes opening her legs wider for Amanda.
Amanda gladly continued her soft assault on Olivia as she continually lapped at her between her legs. Every few moments, she sucked Olivia’s clit into her mouth and played with it, causing Olivia to give some deep guttural moans. Soon, Olivia felt the fire tingling inside of her, creeping closer to orgasm.
“Fuck,” Olivia whimpered as her breathing increased rapidly.
Amanda, feeling Olivia’s muscles begin to twitch, flattened her tongue once again against Olivia’s clit and began circling in fast and heavy circles. The feeling made Olivia tremble more, and her breathing become more shallow.
“That’s it,” Alex chimed in, causing Olivia to open her eyes and look at her. “Cum for her, Olivia.”
The words she spoke honestly shocked all of them, but Olivia had listened to her command. “Ohh, shit,” Olivia whimpered, throwing her head back as she felt her orgasm creep up. “Fuck!” Olivia grabbed Amanda’s hair under the desk, grinding her hips harder into her mouth as whimpers and moans escaped her mouth, riding out the waves of her orgasm.
After a few silent moments, Amanda crawled out from under the desk and shyly smiled at Alex as she wiped the wetness from her chin. “Counselor,” Amanda said.
“Detective,” Alex nodded with a huge grin.
Olivia refused to open her eyes. She was too embarrassed to face what just happened.
“Liv,” Alex said, trying to get her attention. “It’s okay. You’re amongst friends here.”
Olivia finally opened her eyes and shot Alex a look. “Oh, is that right?”
“Absolutely,” Alex said with a genuine smile. “Nothing to be embarrassed about. I genuinely enjoyed myself, and it’s apparent the both of you did as well.”
Olivia looked to Amanda who was blushing and biting her lip.
“Oh, God…” Olivia said, once again laying her head on the desk. “You’re a pervert, Alex.”
“Says the one getting eaten out at her desk…” Alex shot back.
Amanda couldn’t help but laugh. Olivia shot her a look now. “Hey, this was your idea,” Amanda defended herself.
“What?!” Olivia said shocked. “No, it was a mutual decision.”
“Yeah, that you initiated,” Amanda argued.
Alex laughed again, before standing up and grabbing her files. “Well, I thank you both for the wonderful show and nice rub-club material. Now, I have to go figure out how to solve this problem.”
“Wait, don’t you need my help?” Olivia asked.
“’Rub-club?’” Amanda asked intrigued.
“Oh, you’ve helped enough, Liv,” Alex said, unlocking the office and leaving, giving them both a wink.
Olivia sighed and laughed, burying her head in her arms on her desk once more.
I am never going to hear the end of this.