Casey stirred, feeling an unusually heavy weight on her legs. Slowly opening her eyes, the events of last night came rushing back to her in a flood. She smiled, turning to look at the sleeping woman sharing her bed. Olivia's legs entwined with Casey's and Olivia's arm was thrown protectively over Casey's waist.

Olivia was, if possible, more beautiful in sleep than in waking. While sleeping, the worry lines that so often creased her face smoothed into her skin. Her face was relaxed, a slight smile playing on her lips. She giggled, startling Casey, but didn't wake.

I wonder what she's dreaming about, Casey thought wickedly.

During the night, the heat in Casey's apartment had not only canceled out the cold outside air, but had overtaken it. The blanket was pushed down around Olivia's ankles while her oversized NYPD T-shirt had bunched up just under her chest. She was wearing plain white cotton panties, which only served to showcase her toned, olive legs.

Casey's breath caught in her throat. She allowed her eyes to follow the gentle curves of Olivia's legs, up past her hips, over her flat stomach to the fabric gathered under her breasts. Continuing her appraisal of the Detective's body, she followed the smooth curve of Olivia's neck.

How did this happen? So quickly…two days ago I thought I had no one…and now… she smiled, brushing back Olivia's soft hair from her forehead.

Olivia rolled over in her sleep, trying to bring herself closer to Casey's warm body. Casey smiled, allowing a low laugh to escape her lips. Olivia's chocolate eyes opened slowly, blinking, and she returned Casey's smile.

"Why are you laughing at me?" She said, her voice heavy with sleep.

"I'm not laughing at you. I'm just…happy." Casey whispered, running her hands through Olivia's silky hair, "You're so beautiful."

Olivia felt a hot blush creep up her neck and show through her tanned skin, "Thank you. I'm inclined to disagree, but I appreciate the sentiment. Now, is there a specific reason you're awake and watching me?"

"Maybe." Casey responded, allowing her hand to slowly wander over Olivia's stomach.

Olivia moaned as Casey's slim fingers traced patterns on her stomach. She smiled, encouraging the redhead to continue her ministrations. Casey became bolder, sliding a hand into the warmth underneath the cloth of Olivia's T-shirt, smoothing her palm over Olivia's ribs and along the sensitive space between the darker woman's breasts. Olivia's eyes met Casey's, dark and lustful. Slowly, Casey pushed the t-shirt over the detective's head. Casey slid her leg over Olivia's hips, straddling the other woman.

She dipped her head, taking one of Olivia's already hardening nipples into her mouth, nipping it between her teeth then running her tongue gently over the nub before moving to the other breast. Olivia's eyes closed and she tipped her head back, allowing Casey easy access to her neck. Casey trailed her tongue up the slope of Olivia's neck to gently suck her earlobe. Olivia's breath caught in her throat as Casey pulled away.

Slowly, Casey let her palms run down Olivia's stomach, coming to rest just above the apex of her thighs. Olivia's eyes closed and she lifted her hips just a bit, hoping to encourage Casey's exploration. Casey allowed her long fingers to trail gently down to Olivia's center, sliding two slim fingers underneath the damp material between her lover's legs.

"You're so wet," Casey purred, running her fingers over Olivia's wetness and watching the other woman jump at the contact. The redhead removed her fingers, ignoring the moan of protestation from her companion, and hooked each of her thumbs into the fabric around Olivia's waist, sliding her underwear down her tanned thighs. Once the offending garment was removed, Casey returned to her ministrations, sliding one, then two fingers into Olivia. She ran the pad of her thumb over the brunette's clit, loving the way Olivia arched into Casey's touch.

"More…Case…Please," Olivia managed, trying desperately not to push down onto Casey's hand and failing miserably.

Casey slid down Olivia's body, pressing gentle kisses into her neck and stomach as she moved. Finally settling herself between the detective's legs, she leaned forward, curling her fingers inside Olivia and allowing her tongue to lick the wetness from between Olivia's soft folds. Olivia's head was thrown back, pushing into the pillow behind her, eyes closed. Her hands grasped at the sheets, trying to hold on to something. As Casey became braver, she slid her fingers from Olivia, instead allowing her tongue to take over. Olivia bucked at the change in sensations and could not stop the thrusts of her hips. Casey placed two steady hands on Olivia's hips, gently holding her to the bed as she continued her work, lapping at her partner's sensitive clitoris. Once Olivia stilled, Casey removed her hands, running two fingers up the insides of Olivia's sensitive labia.

"Casey, please…I'm going to come…don't stop…" Casey loved the sound of her girlfriend's voice, throaty and horse with desire.

Not removing her tongue from her lover's sensitive parts, she twisted her arm to slide three long fingers into Olivia, feeling her muscles clamp down on the fingers. Olivia trembled, and Casey thrust harder until the muscles tightened.

"Casey!" Olivia's voice trembled as she came, waves of pleasure washing over her. When she'd recovered, she reached down for the redhead. Pulling Casey close to her, she ran her fingers down the other woman's cheek before pulling her in for a gentle kiss. Olivia could taste herself on Casey's lips as Casey deepened the kiss, opening her mouth to allow Olivia entrance.

"Mmm…" she moaned as Olivia's tongue traced over her teeth and across the roof of her mouth. Olivia took advantage of her distracted state to flip Casey over, pinning her to the bed, never removing her lips from Casey's.

Casey squeaked in surprise, but allowed Olivia to push her into the mattress, enjoying the feel of the detective's body on hers, with only Casey's satiny nightie between them.

"This," Olivia said, "has got to go," pulling at the hem of the nightgown.

"Mmhmmm," Casey raised her arms above her head, allowing Olivia to pull the gown over her head. Olivia threw the material to the floor, not really caring where it landed. She placed each of her hands into Casey's, pinning them to the bed, "Don't move these," she whispered.

Casey nodded in response, already opening her thighs in response to the unspoken promise.

Olivia wasted no time in sliding down Casey's body to rest between her knees. Casey was beautiful, all alabaster skin and long limbs splayed out on her bed. Bringing her face to the apex between Casey's legs, she allowed her nose to rest in the red curls for just a moment, inhaling Casey's scent, before sliding two fingers swiftly into her already damp center. Not expecting the sudden contact, Casey's internal muscles contracted violently around Olivia's fingers and Casey released a guttural moan that sent a new wave of desire through Olivia's already sensitive body.

"Oh god…Liv…Olivia…" Olivia could see the muscles in Casey's arms straining to move and the concentration on Casey's face as she wrapped her hands around the poles of the headboard, determined to follow Olivia's instructions.

Olivia reached a quick pace, thrusting in and out of Casey quickly, watching the redhead writhe on the bed with each thrust. Adding a third finger, she pushed into Casey, allowing her thumb to trace circles around the outside of Casey's clit, never quite touching where the attorney wanted most. Finally, when Casey's knuckles were white from clutching at the headboard and her neck was arched so far back all Olivia could see was the smooth line of her chin, she pushed her fingers deep into Casey and pressed her thumb gently against the small flap of skin.

"Ohhhhh," Casey came swiftly, her back arching into Olivia's strong touch and her fists grasping the bars of the headboard tighter than Olivia thought possible. Carefully, she moved up to lay next to Casey, her body shining with sweat. She reached down, pulling the sheet over herself and Casey, wrapping her leg around Casey's and pulling her in to rest her head on Olivia's shoulders.

"That was.." Casey's eyes were already closing, "wonderful," she snuggled closer to Olivia despite the heat in the apartment. "What time is it?"

Olivia looked at the bright red numbers on Casey's clock, "It's three in the morning, sweetie. It's okay, you can sleep."

Casey nodded, her eyes closed. Olivia watched as Casey fell asleep, then gently kissed the top of the ADA's head.