Full lips pressed desperately against Alex's, expert hands caressing her naked body, finding her centre and causing her to cry out loudly. A faint ringing caused her to look away from the dark eyes of her lover, who was fading, leaving only a tingling sensation where her once fleeting caresses had once been.

Alex woke in a sweaty aroused state, breathing hard, to the sound of the phone blaring beside her. With effort she turned on her side, trying to steady her ragged breathing before she answered.

"Hello..." she rasped into the receiver.

"God, I didn't wake you did I?" Olivia's voice carried through the phone sending a sharp jolt to Alex's lower abdomen and increasing the intensity of throbbing between her legs. She swallowed hard before answering.

"Oh, its okay. I had to get up now anyway. What can I do for you?" She managed.

"Well, I'm feeling a little guilty for not being around lately...can I cook you dinner tonight?" She asked in a hopeful tone.

"I'd love that. I have really been missing you..." Alex replied truthfully.

"'kay, come to my house around eight, and if I don't see you before, I love you."

"I love you too." Alex hung up the phone, flopping back on her bed. It had been almost ten days since their last encounter, as both had been extremely busy with work. And for almost every night this week, vivid and erotic dreams involving Olivia had plagued her mind in the waking hours. Alex's alarm went off. I have to get ready for work, but I have to take care of something else first Alex thought.

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Alex strolled into the SVU in her usual way, but as soon as Olivia flitted into her sight line, her body began to respond to the suddenly conjured images her mind relayed from the past weeks dreams. Another keen throbbing settled between her legs and she felt the blood rise to her face as she neared the extremely familiar desks of four of the squads best detectives. She smiled hello to Elliot and Olivia, but refused to make eye contact.

"Hey Alex, its been a while since your last visit. I was beginning to think you either don't like us anymore, or we were starting to smell." Elliot teased.

"Yeah, its been a really busy week in court...I have arraignment's coming out of my ears! I came to check how we are faring with the Hudson rape case." She directed her answer to Elliot, trying to ignore the smell of Olivia's perfume, which was putting her senses in overdrive.

"He lawyered up, but only after he confessed to being in Cheryl's apartment. This is a copy of his statement, and we still have him in custody, in the lock up, but only for another hour or so." Olivia explained. Alex's eyes unconsciously lingered on her full lips are she spoke, evoking further images of that mornings dream.

"Okay, I'll talk to him. Put him in one, I just have to make a call."

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Alex returned home at seven pm, took a quick shower and got changed. She thought back to the interview earlier in the day. She had the worst time concentrating with Olivia sitting closely beside her, but managed to make a deal for rape two, when the rape kit results came through. She stepped out of her car, and approached Olivia's front door, knocking lightly. Olivia answered within a brief moment, swinging the door open allowing Alex entry. Pushing the door shut behind her Alex lent back on the frame as Olivia leaned in for a kiss. Alex responded quickly and passionately, leaving her breathless as she pulled away.

"How long until dinner is ready?" Alex panted against Olivia's cheek.

"About twenty minutes..." was all she could say before Alex's mouth reclaimed hers.

"Good." She murmured inbetween kisses. Her hands pulled Olivia's shirt from her jeans, running her long fingers over the skin on her back as she searched for the bra clasp, deftly releasing Olivia's ample curves from their constricting barrier. Wasting no time, Alex pulled the shirt over Olivia's head, taking a dark but aroused nipple into her mouth. Olivia let out a small moan, followed by a chuckle.

"Miss me much?" She teased, her voice wavering as Alex's teeth closed around the swollen bud. Alex wedged her knee against Olivia's denim covered centre eliciting another moan from the brunette. Olivia's hands began to unbutton Alex's cotton shirt, her hands lightly grazing an already erect nipple.

"Oh god." Alex moaned at the light contact, grinding her hips hard against Olivia's upper thighs, gaining as much leverage from leaning on the door as she could. Leaving the blouse open, and Alex's bare breasts hang loose, Olivia decided it was in her best interest to move on to the lower half of Alex's body. Wasting no time, she unzipped her fly of her jeans, not bothering to remove them, but rather slipping her hands under her panties, causing another moan from the blonde. Olivia was surprised about the amount of wetness she found there.

"See what you do to me, even when you aren't around and I'm sleeping." Alex panted into her ear. Olivia easily slid two fingers into her core, massaging her clit with her thumb.

"In your sleep eh? I think you need to tell me about these dreams that get you so hot hmmm..." Olivia replied, with a twinkle in her eye, stepping up the pace of her already thrusting fingers. Alex kissed her with a strong passion, pulling millimetres away to catch her breath.

"Maybe later, just now...I need..." Alex attempted, her climax so incredibly near.

"I'll hold you to that darling." She replied amusement clear in her voice. Alex's head suddenly snapped back, and a strangled moan escaped her throat. She collapsed forward onto Olivia, who lightly stroked her hair until she recovered. The pearsing sound of the oven buzzer shrieked through the silence.

"I don't supose you came for dinner?" Olivia spoke softly into her ear. Alex looked up smiling widely.

"Well, I did...but I was especially looking forward to some dessert!" She teased, running her hand over one of Olivia's bare breast.

"I think that can be arranged." Olivia smiled back. She reached for her shirt, slipping it over her head, not bothering with the bra. Alex buttoned only the centre button on her shirt, leaving the rest hanging open enough to tease, but not enough to see everything. She lifted herself off padding slowly in the direction of the kitchen, with Olivia following closely behind.