A/N: Apologies for how long it took to get this chapter out. I hope you're still enjoying the tale.This chapter is rated M. There are no plot points revealed here, and you can skip it without missing anything.

Inspired by "Night," season 6, episode 20.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Law & Order: SVU, its characters, or storylines. I make no money from this work of fiction, that is inspired by an episode, but otherwise created from my own mind. Any relation or resemblance to another story or a real life instance is purely coincidence.

Recovery

Chapter 18

kateandharvey

Casey's hands reached up to grasp the back of the detective's head, pulling her lips down to meet her own. Their mouths immediately opened, inviting the other in to drink, absorb, and tease. For many moments, the redhead was completely satisfied to simply be under the naked body of the other woman, their limbs intertwining, tongues mingling, and curves pressing against each other in all of the right places.

The brunette could taste herself on the other woman's lips, and was surprised at how much it aroused her. To think that the ADA had been between her legs, in her warmest of places only moments before was thrilling, and knowing that she would soon repay the favor was simply erotic.

Olivia pulled her lips away from the redheads, moving them to the pale columned throat and placing gentle bites there. She nibbled her way down until she found the crevice of where Casey's shoulder met her neck, and she let her tongue snake out for a taste. The ADA sighed at this, one hand finding its way to thread itself in the brunette curls that fell from the other woman's head. This only encouraged the detective's behavior, and soon she was kissing her way between the breasts of the counselor while pinching dusty pink buds between her fingers.

"Harder," she heard from her companion, and she complied. She planted kisses with her lips, traced paths with her tongue, and teased with her fingers for a few moments before she removed her fingers and replaced their pinches with a nip of her teeth. At this, the counselor's back arched slightly, torso rising up off of the bed to allow breasts and mouth to meet. "Liv."

Hearing her name from the redhead's lips for more than the first time that night caused Olivia to fleetingly wonder if it would always hit her right between the legs. She didn't ponder on this long, however, as she was soon releasing the breasts of the ADA to move her lips back to her ear as her hand snaked down her stomach-enjoying feeling the muscles clench-slowly making her way under pants and panties to feel the crevice of her thighs. At first gentle touch, Casey's hips bucked, and Olivia let out a light chuckle against her ear. "Eager, are we?"

Her fingers slowly explored the most intimate parts of the redhead, taking her sweet time, and the caresses of rough fingers on soft skin over and over was driving the counselor mad. When her hips bucked up against the hand of the detective, trying desperately to get more friction, Olivia responded by snaking her hand further down, pressing her palm into the warmth that was found. The brunette heard the increase of breath that came from the other woman, and slowly pulled back, only to push into her again. "Yes," the ADA breathed, and the older woman rocked her hand again, ball of hand, palm, fingers, and back again. "Yes," was the reaction, "More."

Moving more quickly now, the detective continued to rock her hand against the soft flesh, trying to take in every moan, breath, and twitch that came as a response of her actions. When she felt that Casey was close to her peak, she abruptly stopped her movements, pulling her hand away, and watching as her companion let out a groan of frustration. "Olivia," she said. The brunette moved down the bed, pulling off the redhead's remaining garments, and allowing them to join the rest on the floor. "Touch me."

When strong olive-skinned hands touched thighs, they immediately opened, and she continued to move, preparing herself for the next step of the lawyer's pleasure. "What do you think I'm doing?" She asked, feigning innocence. In what seemed to be a good position, she moved closer to the center of Casey's legs, taking a moment to examine what she had never seen before, and noticing the scent of her arousal. Her hands planted themselves on the redhead's porcelain thighs, and she stroked the insides.

"I think you're trying to drive me insane." The woman sighed, "And I don't know what you think you're doing, Benson, but have no doubt that you will pay."

She pressed a kiss to the left thigh, and then the right. Casey could feel her warm breath on her skin as she said, "I'm not afraid of you, Novak."

"Oh, is that so? Well, I'll have you know-" The words died in her throat as in one full motion, Olivia swept her tongue against the skin, tasting the other woman's arousal. It was after this experimental touch that her fears of not liking the sexual act were dispelled, and she quickly dove in, using her mouth to lick, nip, and stroke.

It wasn't long before the ADA's hands found their way into the detective's hair and her hips began to buck off of the bed into the assault the brunette's mouth was providing. Olivia grew rougher and quicker at the redhead's demands, and when she could feel the clenching of her thighs, she reached up with a single hand to grasp a breast under her palm. She played with the soft skin and taught peak all the while continuing with the movements of her mouth and tongue.

Soon, Casey was giving her a verbal warning of what was to come, and Olivia encouraged her to allow the release to wash over her. The detective continued her movements, following the directions of the counselor until her back arched, her hands gripped the brunette's curls, and her mouth let out a deep moan. The pleasurable assault between her legs then slowed gradually before it came to a stop, the older woman sitting up, wiping at her chin, and moving to lay down next to the detective.

Still breathing heavily, the redhead glanced at her companion with a lazy smile. Olivia laughed at this, feeling a sense of pride. "Liv?" Casey asked. "Tell me the truth." While it seemed like an abrupt turn of events, the ADA seemed serious, and the brunette nodded in kind. The smile on the other woman's face grew into a grin, and she asked, "Have you done this before?"

Her cheeks flushed but she let out a chuckle and rolled her eyes. "Okay for my first time, then?"

"More than okay." The grin went back to its original lazy-smile state. "Amazing." She reached for the detective, both women still naked, and pulled her against her body. They were facing each other, so close that their breasts were now rubbing together.

One olive-skinned hand came up to caress a pale cheek. "I'm glad."

Whether it was the way Olivia was looking at her or the chemical imbalance of afterglow, Casey asked, "Can I tell you something?" in a whispered tone. She swallowed, collecting her words, "I might regret this later, but…" her green eyes searching the brown pools in front of her, "I think I'm probably going to marry you."

Heart soaring but mind whirling, the detective flippantly answered, "You probably say that to all the girls after their first time."

She shook her head vehemently. "I'm serious." She sighed, "Sure, the sex was good. Great, even-"

"—I believe the term you used previously was, 'amazing', Counselor."

She chuckled. "Excuse me, amazing." They both smiled. "But I've never felt like this before. I love you, and I don't just love one aspect of you, you know? I love them all." Feeling as if she should continue, she explained, "There are so many sides to you, and each time I think I have them all figured out, you surprise me with another one. And it isn't like a bad surprise, it's always good. Always something I never would have guessed, but then love all the same." Olivia listened intently. "I've always felt so close to you, as we've discussed, but there's something about having made love to you, even though it was just now, that feels… solidifying." When the brown eyes of the detective only continued to look at her, she added, "You know?"

Olivia nodded. "I do." She smiled, "I feel the same way." The smile she received in return warmed her heart in the deepest of places. Switching gears, her eyes changed their shade and she whispered, "I like knowing what you're thinking about," as she pressed a kiss to the forehead of the ADA.

The lazy smile was back, and Casey asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Only a touch uncomfortable at the praise she'd received, the detective said, "How long it'll take you to catch your breath so we can make love again."

The counselor let out a laugh, "Oh, I'm ready," she rolled on top of the other woman, straddling her hips. "It doesn't take too long, for one, and I'm also looking forward to your promise of spending a lot of time on my back." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"The benefit of being with a younger woman, I suppose." The detective replied, and the two women fell back into each other's arms yet again.