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Five Card Draw:

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"All right, blondie, show me your hand," Olivia said triumphantly, tapping the corner of her cards with her index finger. Her attention, however, was focused on her opponent, who had lost her sweater during the last round, leaving the soft, milky skin of her sides, arms, and stomach on enticing display.

"I have no idea how you talked me in to this," Alex mumbled, trying not to look at Olivia over top of her cards. "Most people just curl up by the fire with some hot chocolate and watch a movie on snowy winter nights..."

Olivia just grinned. "Well, we are by the fire, I can make hot chocolate if you really want it, and I have to keep you interested in me somehow..." She just knew that the five cards in her hand were her ticket to victory, and she had her eyes (literally) on the counselor's black, lacy bra.

Noticing where the detective's gaze was fastened, Alex subtly arched her spine, pushing her breasts forward ever so slightly. Oh well, might as well give her a good view. She doesn't have much of a chance...

Certain of her victory, the proud brunette tossed her cards onto the carpet. "Three eights. Stop stalling and show 'em," Olivia said, not sure whether she was referring to the cards or the gorgeous breasts encased in lingerie.

Biting on her inner cheek to keep from smiling, Alex laid down her hand, revealing four Aces and looking extremely pleased with herself. Surprised brown eyes grew very wide, eventually narrowed in disappointment as Olivia realized that the bra wasn't going to be removed. "Are you cheating?" she asked, more than a little irritated at the smug expression on her fiancée's face. "Come on, this is just five card draw! No one ever gets four of a kind in five card draw, especially not Aces..."

"Me?" Alex's own eyes widened in mock surprise. "Darling, I don't need to cheat. I'm just naturally talented at everything."

"Yeah, yeah, brag about it, why don't you? What do you want?"

The confident, smug expression that so annoyed Olivia returned as Alex's eyes swept over her, considering her choice. "Pants," she said, gesturing at Olivia's jeans, "and I get to take them off you..." Before the hungry looking blonde lawyer could crawl over and distract both of them, Olivia scooted back, uncrossing her legs.

"Nonono... I'm taking them off, because if I let you touch me, this game is going to end prematurely."

Alex pretended to pout, but she was having fun, and so she decided to let Olivia have her way. "Fine." She waved a hand and reclined on her side, resting her chin in her hand and gazing at Olivia with a very superior look. "You may proceed."

"What am I, your concubine?" Olivia muttered, unbuttoning her jeans and shimmying out of them. She felt a small shiver shoot down her spine and a warm tug between her thighs when she noticed Alex's eyes greedily absorbing each inch of olive-toned leg as it was revealed. Kicking the jeans aside, Olivia sat back down and wiggled her toes, glad that she still had her socks on, at least. Her feet got cold easily.

Trying very hard not to look too interested in the newly exposed skin, Alex shuffled the deck and re-dealt. Casually, she scooped up her cards and began to smile. Olivia rolled her eyes, not sure if the counselor was playing her. She examined her own hand – two threes – and smiled for a completely different reason. She had a feeling that Alex was going to win this poker game, but never let it be said that Olivia Benson couldn't lose with style.

"Hey, babe, want to up the ante?"

Blonde eyebrows rose higher on Alex's forehead, clearly showing interest. "Oh?"

"I'll bet you two pieces of clothing instead of just one that I win this hand."

Alex only needed to think about it for a moment. "You're on. Hit me."

"You're the dealer."

"Details..." With an exaggerated sigh, Alex dealt herself a card from the top of the deck, pleased to see that she had just drawn a second nine. Her hand was pretty poor, and a double was the best she could do. "Here's yours," she said, sliding Olivia a card over the carpet, not releasing it until their fingertips brushed. Olivia's thumb did a quick wrap-around to stroke the inside of Alex's palm, but eventually, she picked up her card. It was a third three. Without thinking twice, Olivia discarded it, making sure to keep it face down and keeping her five original cards.

"Okay, whatcha got?"

Alex, regretting her decision to take Olivia's bet, reluctantly showed her pair of nines. Olivia, however, looked surprisingly happy when she revealed a pair of threes. This time, there was no temper tantrum or grumbling. Instead, she took off both socks and tossed them at Alex, who batted them away with her hand. "You dork," she said, "how did I know you were going to do that?"

Olivia let her tongue trace the curve of her lower lip, throwing Alex a searing glance. "I like to draw out the suspense."

"Seductive looks don't work after you've just thrown your socks at me," Alex quipped, but both of them knew that she was lying. The heated look had produced a very visible reaction through the thin fabric of Alex's bra. One last peek at the hardened tips of her lover's breasts only solidified Olivia's determination to end the game quickly.

While Olivia shuffled and dealt the cards, Alex began counting articles of clothing, trying to see how much of an advantage she had. Now that Olivia's socks were gone, her lower half was entirely bare except for a pair of Christmas themed boyshorts (if a stitched picture of mistletoe on the front didn't scream 'eat me', Alex didn't know what would). Alex took a moment to admire the way they clung to the detective's hips before letting her eyes travel up. From what she could tell, Olivia had on a button-up, an undershirt, and probably a bra. That was four more hands she needed to win...

"Alex?"

Startled, the blonde let her eyes complete the upward journey and focus on Olivia's face. "What?"

"Your cards."

"I was enjoying the view..."

Olivia winked. "I'll bet you were." She nudged Alex's cards closer, knowing that her lover would definitely win this round with the two kings she had slipped into her hand while she was distracted. A minute later, a wide-eyed Alex was watching two sets of clever fingers slowly, oh-so-slowly undo the buttons of Olivia's outer shirt, taking their sweet time as each circle slipped expertly through the loop. Lost in a daze as she began to imagine other things those talented fingers could do, Alex tipped the frames of her glasses to change the angle, not wanting to miss a second of the show. Enjoying the attention, Olivia peeled the unbuttoned shirt over her shoulders, letting it fall behind her as she slid two tanned arms out of the sleeves. The white undershirt gave Alex a much clearer view, and Olivia smiled when the attorney was unable to swallow back her appreciative gasp.

"Your turn," Olivia whispered, her voice dropping into a low, purring octave that made Alex's body hum. Alex began reaching for the clasp of her bra when she realized that Olivia was referring to the game. Ignoring the slight pink flush that crept across her cheeks, she picked up the deck with shaking hands and began to deal. As much as she wanted Olivia – Oh God, do I want her, she thought as her eyes flicked downwards to the stitched mistletoe – her pride would not allow her to end the game while she was winning. She still had her jeans, panties, bra, and both socks, and if she counted her glasses, that was six items to Olivia's three.

This time, despite Olivia's best intentions, she won the next hand with a flush. Five Card Draw was not the easiest game to cheat at, especially when she was not dealing. She was even more disappointed when Alex chose to remove one of her socks (although she decided not to throw it at Olivia's head, for which she was grateful).

Olivia lost the next round, breaking a straight with a strategic discard while Alex flipped her cards to reveal a full house. "What do you want to take off?" Olivia asked, gazing at her lover through half-lidded eyes. Alex pressed her lips together tightly, ignoring the pleasurable twitch of warm, aching inner muscles. Not bothering to answer, she shifted until she was on her knees and pushed the cards aside, straddling Olivia's hips and trailing her palms along the detective's bare shoulders.

A hot mouth descended on Olivia's collarbone, sucking lightly at a tender patch of skin beside her pulse point before nipping the soft place where her shoulder curved to meet the column of her throat. Alex's fingers looped through the straps of Olivia's undershirt, pulling it down and – Oh God, she isn't wearing a bra after all...

The blonde lost all of her restraint and took Olivia's lips in a hard kiss, her hands climbing up over the detective's stomach and cupping bare breasts. But soon, the dazed lawyer found herself flat on her back, wrists pinned above her head as she stared up at Olivia with glazed eyes. "Why did you stop me?" she asked, a note of pleading in her voice as she arched her hips upwards, pressing them against Olivia's underwear. She gasped, and for a moment, Alex thought the brunette would see things her way, but Olivia had other plans. Slowly, she separated their bodies, holding her wrists until she was sure that Alex wouldn't try to reach for her again.

"You have to win one more hand, lover," she said, emphasizing the statement with a single kiss to the incredibly soft skin just behind Alex's ear. "Then, you can have whatever you want." Alex's hands began to caress her hips, slipping just under the elastic waistband, Olivia gently removed them, pressing several quick kisses to the dazed attorney's pink lips. "One more hand."

"Winner takes all?" Alex asked, hurrying to unzip her jeans and kicking them to a corner of the room. Olivia did nothing to stop her as she reached around to undo the clasp of her bra, letting it drop on the floor between them. Deciding to be helpful, Olivia removed the attorney's remaining sock, taking the opportunity to slide a teasing hand along her inner thigh. Alex rested her weight on the heel of her hands, sighing as Olivia's knuckles grazed the obvious wet patch on her black bikini cut panties.

The sight was just too perfect to resist, and Olivia used every ounce of self-restraint in her body to relax her tightening muscles and pull her hand away. Oh Lord, when she looks at me like that, her body begging to be touched... Somehow, she managed to deal each of them five cards, forgetting to shuffle the deck, but neither of them cared.

Taking short, uneven breaths, Alex managed to calm herself down long enough to pick up her hand. Her heart beat faster when she noticed three queens staring back at her. Oh yes, Olivia was going to pay... Not even bothering to draw her sixth card, Alex tipped her hand and revealed the three queens, giving Olivia another long, slow kiss as her fingers slipped beneath her detective's boyshorts, the outline of her hand pressing out against the mistletoe as she stroked Olivia's wetness. With a hiss of pleasure, Olivia gripped Alex's wrist again, forcing the wandering hand to stop its insistent stroking. It was hard, oh god it was hard, but she managed to remove her hurt-looking lover's fingers and reach for her own hand. "Oh no, not yet, Miss Queen of Hearts, I haven't shown you mine."

"Then take off your underwear and show me," Alex shot back, trying once again to remove them. Olivia stopped her. Displaying the cards in a fan, she revealed the fourth queen, tucked neatly in between an ace, king, jack, and ten of hearts. The blonde's mouth nearly hit the floor. "You – you... you cheated!"

Olivia didn't deny it. Instead, she dropped the cards into a pile on the floor. "We'll play fifty-two card pickup later... but for now, hand over your panties."

"Bite me."

And Olivia did. First, she nibbled teasingly around the attorney's lips, lips that strained to kiss hers, but were not quite able to find Olivia's mouth. Then, she placed a pretty purple mark somewhere along the line of Alex's shoulder, trailing warm nips along her upper chest before finally, finally taking the straining peak of her lover's breast in her mouth. Distracted, Alex hardly noticed when Olivia pulled her underwear down over her hips and past her knees, only clutching her prize for a moment before her hand reached back between Alex's legs to find the rest of her reward.

"Olivi-AAH..." The detective's name turned into a started cry of pleasure as Olivia's fingers smoothly penetrated her. Pausing briefly to kiss the fluttering muscles of Alex's abdomen, Olivia began a slow, torturous rocking motion as a warm mouth trailed downwards to join her hand. Oh yes, was Alex's last conscious thought before Olivia's lips wrapped around her, tracing the tip of her tongue in circles, this is definitely my favorite card game.