I guess you can say this stoy is mostly dedicated to the always amazing Sabrina... why? because ages ago i mentioned this to her in a casual convo. but she admitted it was something she had thought of too... so yeah ;-)

Also thank you to steffi for the betaing.

This is highly AU... i mean episode tag AU end to 101 also it is M-rated for a reason.

I dont own the good wife.

Champagne and celebration.

"Oh" The small word if you can even call it that makes her spin her chair around to face him.

"Hey, sorry I didn't know you were here!" he continues as she surprised greets him with a "Hi". She hadn't heard or noticed he was coming she had been too taken with her new office, with the way someone she assumed Sonja had cleaned it up for her, and made it presentable. Made it so she for the first time since joining the firm a few days before felt at home, felt like she belonged.

"A little office token" Will continues as she leaned a little back in her chair while handing her a bottle of champagne "You did great!" the way he is admiring her work made her stomach flutter a little. She accepts the bottle almost grinning at him.

"Thanks. I did didn't I?" She can't help but ask making him grin like she did. She admired the bottle it wasn't some cheap brought off stuff, it was the good kind. And she wondered briefly if Will would also be delivering a similar bottle to Cary at some point, for some reason she found that hard to believe. Suddenly hurrying to finish the last grocery and get home to a potroast made by Jackie didn't seem so appealing and she wondered how much it would take to crash in on the dinner Will had offered her a few days earlier to eat with the champagne celebrating her first win on a case in years. After all neither her kids or Jackie would care much about that or even get how happy it made her feel but Will would. She didn't manage to ask before he had told her that there was one more thing, and a small part of her hoped for a few seconds that thing would be some take out pizza or dinner to share.

"Yes Sir..." she answered instead of mentioning her thoughts though.

"You have been made my second chair in the civil case. I'll see you tomorrow at 9.30 staff meeting..." He added his eyes twinkling at her and she felt her stomach flutter again.

"I'll be there... but what do you say we crack this open and start on the civil case for a few hours now?" She found herself asking the next moment motioning for the champagne. She saw Will's eyebrow raise in surprise clearly taken of ground.

"I thought you would be in a hurry to get home... I mean the last few days..." He answered looking questioning at her, making her look away for a moment. She should be and she wanted to see her kids but she also wanted to be allowed to feel proud of her win of having done something for herself and others where she was the one having made it. Not Peter, not Jackie, Not Mrs. Florrick but she Alicia. She loved her kids and she was always proud of her, but they still wasn't used to her working they had found it odd then she had told them she was going to go back to being a lawyer. They wouldn't really get how happy she felt right now having won her first case, and Jackie for sure wouldn't get it. As she wasn't a fan at all of Alicia back in the world of the law. But Will got it, the way he had smiled at her just right now telling her she did great said it all and she wanted to feel that way a bit longer.

"I'm sorry I wasn't thinking of course you are busy, have plans or something..." She started to apologize realizing that might very well be why he didn't seem as happy for the opportunity as she had hoped.

"I didn't say that... we can take a few hours, it is a good bottle after all and then have you ever known me to turn down a free glass of something... I just thought you would want to head home with your kids I mean." He explained and she looked back up at him smiling, feeling relieved he might be open for her invitation.

"I figured since we did well yesterdays late work like the mock trial it might work in favor of your civil case as well." She offered, making sure he knew a lot of it was based in work. And how she had found herself enjoying having a work partner a sparing partner, that told her something else than the latest office thing, and political gabbles. Years ago she had been Peter's adviser in private she helped him with speeches and thinking issues through, but it was something they had lost over the last couple of years something that had lead to her bad habit of drinking at 3pm each afternoon before the kids came home.

Now here back at work she had found back to sparing case work the night before with Will like she had all the way through law school and it thrilled her, it excited her.

"Fair point. Should I order us something to eat or?" He left the question open ended and she knew why, after all dinner would mean more time, and away from home longer, yet she found herself nodding.

"I could go for Thai food..." She offered and he nodded.

"Sure I will go get the case file and order can you find a couple of glass I think there are some in the tea kitchen." he offered and she agreed. And as he left she got up to find them while also grabbing her phone and making a quick call to a very complaining Jackie over a new case coming in she wanted to look at for a few hours.

Two and a half hour later and an expensive bottle of champagne and three boxes of Thai food later she found herself giggling and laughing sitting on the couch of her office in the middle of papers and file boxes, laughing over an old memory shared between her and Will.

"You have a great laugh." He admitted, making her blush a little and turn her head as she reached for the bottle if she was about to start accepting compliments from him she needed to be more drunk than the gentle buzz in her head right now caused by the bobbles and champagne,

"Thanks." She answered as she grabbed the bottle and looked at it unhappily the second she realized it was empty, she picked it up and put it to her lips and tried to suck out the last few drops in it, hearing Will laugh at her attempt beside her. She send him a teasing glare.

"Hey that is not fair, you drank some of my champagne you should get us another bottle so I will have gotten a whole one for myself." She titled her head at him and stuck out her tongue teasing him. The fact that he was her boss and could easily fire her was forgotten in this moment where he was just her Will the same guy she shared stolen kisses and ice-cream with back then they were twenty 23, and had their nose buried in constitutional law.

Now he shook his head at her in amusement.

"Well it seems that we at managed to stay here so late we became the last ones here even the guy in the Brioni left." He nodded to the empty and dark floor outside her office, she glanced out at, and cheered a little over how she at least today would have managed to clock more billable hours than Cary. Not that she expected it to happen often, but she did feel like celebrating that it happened once at least this early.

"Well will you remember to tell Diane that tomorrow? I don't think she likes me much... But maybe if she knew I was willing to satisfy family dinner for a case and Thai while working..." She mumbled making Will the one to laugh.

"Diane cares about the firm. She doesn't mind you she just fears your past makes it harder and puts us more at risk. She didn't like you made a case decision that should have been supervised by at least a partner, or older more experienced associate. It is hard then you have been gone for 13 years but you already know case work and case judgments better than any other new one starting here now. Show her how good you are and you will impress her too..." He explained and gave her a pointed look, as she nodded slowly taking in what he said.

"Thank you Will." She whispered softly suddenly realizing how grateful she really was for the chance to prove herself he was offering her, he had offered her with this job. He shrugged on his shoulders.

"No thanks needed. You were always amazing with the law and I know you will be again." He answered, but she shook her head.

"I told you I had interviews they all... Will you are the only one thinking I can do this and can do it well. Those people, one offered me a job as a paralegal another just wanted me to a meeting to discuss how Peter was doing." She found herself admitting noticing how his eyes widen at the mention.

"Well Alicia in that case they are all fools and no one else know you. Because I never doubted for one second you can do this, and you will be great at it." He admitted and she looked back at him shyly.

"You think?" She asked unable not to, she felt more confidence built then Will spoke to her like this, helped her feel worthy and like she could someday soon maybe belong in this world again.

"I know. If anyone can do it. It is you. You were the best of the class and today you proved why and how you haven't lost it not even gone in 13 years." He smiled at her proudly and she nodded slowly and started to stand up wanting to get some water to drink in the lack of more alcohol but stumbled and the next second felt the floor as she landed on it with a loud bump. Will stood up and she took the hand he held out to help her up again, letting him pull her back up on her feet again. She hadn't expected how close that action would bring their bodies to each other. She couldn't remember the last time she was this close to him, she couldn't even remember the last time she stood this close to Peter, but she knew it had been before the scandal.

"Alicia..." her name came out like a puff of air breathed against her face from his lips. She found her eyes flicker to those lips, as she moistened her own, with her tongue, suddenly nervous. She knew they were in dangerous territory. She was married after all though her husband found hookers that sucked his toes more appealing than her, it didn't change the fact that she still was on paper. Even with him in jail she was still married. And Will he was her boss now, but once he had been so much more, and she would lie if she said she hadn't felt a flutter in her stomach the time they met a few months ago and he insisted on coffee soon and how he had offered her a job right there in some small coffee shop downtown. And how they could still talk and he could make her laugh as one of the few and didn't look at her like broken goods all of that made her dizzy and her heart flutter. He had been her first love, the guy she had still been a little bit heart broken over never fought for her then she started dating Peter even though she knew he wasn't a fan of Peter. The guy she had hoped would tell her not to get married after all, one she hoped would offer her an alternative that didn't mean moving up her wedding because she was pregnant and having a kid and marriage and everything right out of law school the guy she had secretly wished would offer her another road. But also the one that hadn't done either of those things, just like he had dated every girl at Georgetown no matter year, color or age, every girl except her. Yes she had once been in love with him, maybe a tiny part had stayed just a little bit in love with him like he had a secret and hidden part of her heart. One that suddenly didn't feel so small at all standing here in her office in his arms.

The next second he started to lean in. She had time to escape she could escape if she wanted to but truth was she didn't want to. Instead she met his lips, mashed them together with her own. It was a slow lingering kiss. They hesitatingly explored each others lips. Like butterflies bumping to each other and parting. It was trying, as they tried to figure out if it was the right thing. It wasn't a long one that left her breathless more like many smaller ones, lips meeting and parting again before going back in for another. He was gentle with her his hand coming up to cup her neck and the other rested on her hip. She could pull away any moment if she wanted but she wasn't sure if she did. His kisses felt so good. She couldn't remember the last time being kissed made her feel like this.

"Alicia..." He breathed softly against her lips but she cut him off with another kiss, her brain put into free run for a moment and her heart in over drive.

She was the one to change the pace of their slow kissing making it deeper opening her mouth and making her tongue slip into his. Letting their tongues meet and mate. They danced together and his grip on her hip grow more persistent as he pulled her closer to his body and she slipped her arms around his neck holding onto him pulling him against her. She molded herself into him, enjoying the friction it gave the heaviness of her breasts seeming fuller and deeper and pressing them against his hard frame made it easier to take.

There were voices in her head telling her how bad an idea this was, but she shut them out, after all this was Will. Her Will, the one that now even after so long and even then everyone else looked at her with pity or anguish he looked at her as something special. Like she was worth it, like she wasn't frigid. She shut the voices out by recalling images and the few clips she had seen of the sex-tape from Peter and Amber. Shut them by recalling the images of her husband sucking the toes of a hooker. Will made her able to forget the humiliation, he didn't make her feel like broken goods. Kissing him and feeling his desire for her made her feel alive. After all she had wanted to look better as she came to work for him, the haircut, the clothes it was all based on wanting to look good then she came to work. Needing a change so others would maybe not look at her with pity. But it was also for him, to show him he was right then he looked at her with adoration and kindness in that downtown coffee shop.

Now here he was and he was making her feel dizzy from his passionate kisses. Kisses that had now left her lips and instead was making a trail over her chin, cheek and neck. Sucking gently on the tender skin he had found there. She wondered briefly how it took no time to find that special spot of hers that Peter had never really paid much attention to.

"Alicia... God..." He mumbled against her and she pulled his face up again kissing him deeply.

She needed them not to speak. If they started talking the voices would be harder to shut out. And she needed this. She suddenly knew she needed it badly. She wanted to feel alive, to feel something, anything other than broken. And Will made her feel that way. She rubbed herself against him grounding her hips against his leaving him in no doubt of what she was hinting at. She felt him try to pull away and kissed him harder, opening her eyes and staring into his telling him that yes she was sure. That yes she did want this. She pulled his tie off slowly and helped him push his jacket off. She let him open hers and push it off her shoulders and fall to the floor, as he backed her up against her desk.

She reached out her hand and pushed her laptop aside helping him clean the space. He lifted her onto the desk and helped her hitch up her skirt. Her fingers trembled and she suddenly felt self conscious as she unbuttoned her shirt his hands coming up to steady hers. He kissed her gently now, and she could still read the question of certainty in his eyes. She gave him a sort nod and an attempted smile. She did want this. But this wasn't a young girls body she was offering him. This was what Peter had preferred hookers over. Yet as he took over the work on her shirt and kissed a trail down her neck and kissed the skin over her bra. And each new inch he uncovered with while loosening her shirt, she felt adored. She felt like maybe it wasn't her that had been something wrong with. That maybe just maybe she was desirable. Especially then she felt the word beautiful rasped against the skin of her cleavage.

She shuddered lightly, and wasn't completely sure what she should do. Peter had been the only one she had slept with for the last 17 or more years. However Will must have sensed her dilemma as he made quick work on his own shirt and she hesitatingly helped him pull the white undershirt off trailing her fingers along his smooth chest. He was in good shape and it felt nice to trace the muscled of his stomach and chest with her fingers. Especially as she felt them clench and twist under the brush of her hand.

He was smoother than Peter had been light where Peter was dark. It was different but not in a bad way. She leaned in and placed a kiss on his chest, making him groan and she was glad. Glad that she could get to him like this. She started to kiss a trail down his chest and to his pants. Pants her hands were shaking as they fumbled with, trying to open.

Most M-rated part

She froze as she felt his hands on her bare thighs, stroking them gently and fingers moving up and closer to where she was suddenly burning with need. She spread her legs a little giving him the space he would need and the next second she gasped. She hadn't had sex in forever and the few times she had touched herself had been more about something medical, practical, a try an attempt, a way to get a release. Now he was rubbing her gently over the silk of her panties. His fingers finding her clit and rubbing it circling it. The silk giving more friction. She groaned and moaned in pleasure. She had no idea how he knew how to get a response from her like this. He pushed her panties aside and let couple of fingers slip into her heat. Stroking her and caressing her. He moved them down to her entrance and wetted them more moving back up and circling her most sensitive spot once again.

She let her eyes fall shut for a brief moment enjoying the pleasure rushing through her veins, before she opened them again and continued her work on his pants. She was panting in pleasure and suddenly she needed more. A lot more actually, she hadn't really counted on that. On him putting such a fire in her. But he had. She managed to get his pants open and down while groaning as he thrust first two then three fingers into her. Stretching her beyond what she was used to anymore, after all a couple of her own fingers was a lot smaller than three of Will's. But it felt good and it made her whimper. The pleasurable burn was good, even thrilling. She groaned as he moved his fingers deeper in her twisting them and touching a sensitive spot within. She pulled his briefs down and was faced with his erection. She ran her fingers along it in exploration. Stroking it up and down a few times. She ran her thumb over the drops of pre-cum that had already collected on his tip, smearing them over the rest. He was the one groaning now, and he let out a deep growl as she tentatively leaned in and ran her tongue over the tip tasting him for the first time.

However he paused her as she was about to take more of him in her mouth. He shook his head.

"Don't..." She raised a confused eyebrow at him, and suddenly started to grow self conscious once again wanting to cover up and pull away.

Of course he wouldn't have her to do something like that. After all it was her and not some young chick that would make his balls blue. However his eyes

grew soft suddenly, and he cupped her cheek.

"If you do that this will be over sooner rather than later." He told her gently, and her eyes widen in surprise.

She hadn't seen that coming, but she nodded he pulled his fingers out of her making her groan in annoyance over the loss, but he send her a cheeky grin. He sucked her juices off his fingers, something she couldn't remember finding a turn on in the past but here and now it was the biggest she could imagine. He moved around in the office and she wasn't sure what he was doing why he was reaching for his jacket. And she wondered if he was regretting. But the next moment he pulled up his wallet and something out of it and came back to her. She felt another flutter, and was grateful he at least thought of such things as protection. She had an IUD for years now only had it removed recently the thought of condoms was as far from her mind as it could be. He shred himself in it. And reached in and captured her lips in another deep kiss, she wrapped her legs around him pulling him closer, and he lined himself up with her and slowly moved his head in. She let out a deep moan, and pushed more against him titling her hips and he slide deeper into her body filling her inch by inch.

She wrapped herself completely around him as he bottom out in her. Holding him tight and soaking in the pleasurable stretching feeling. His hands moves to her hips pulling her further out on the desk. He kissed her deeply as he started to move, his tongue moving in and out of her mouth like his cock is of her body. His thrusts are slow and deep. Filling her over and over, letting her enjoy the pleasure of the burn. Letting her feel him deep within her. She moved with him, holding onto him drawing him more in, it was amazing. She had forgotten how good sex felt, especially then it wasn't just a habit or a need. His fingers on her skin pushing the straps of her bra down and caressing her breasts over it. She dug her fingers into his warm skin the smoothness of it turning her more on. It was dangerous what they were doing, but they had forgotten the dangers of it. People could come by but it was late and they were lucky. Or she really would give them something to talk about. Screwing her boss within her first week of work. But she was glad he felt too good in her, like she was on a high, like she was on fire. It was worth it.

They kissed deeply, she hadn't then she was 23 and imagined sleeping with him thought their first time together would be in her office on a desk. Maybe it shouldn't have been, maybe they should have saved this first time for something else. But it wasn't like that. And it didn't make it feel any less good. She whimpered against him as he changed the angle of his thrusts and hit her g-spot while his pubic bone rubbed her clit. She clenched down on him suddenly feeling close to the edge. Her fingers dug deeper into his skin possible leaving a mark on him, and she wrapped herself tighter against him.

He groaned and his fingers rubbed her nipple through her bra and the moment she fell over the edge his lips capturing her scream of pleasure and she could feel him following her. His hips pumping more and harder.

Most M-rated over

They rode out their high together, and as they returned down they held each other. Her head tucked against his chest, her lips placing light kisses on it. And she could feel his heavy breath in her hair. It was hard pulling away from each other again. Harder than she had imaging. And as they started to redress she suddenly felt insecure again. What had they done? What would become of them now? Her brain was running wild. But he came to her rescue, with a gentle kiss on her lips, and smoothing a lock of hair behind her ear.

"I know what this is Alicia. I am not naïve to think of it as more. You are my friend Alicia, a great friend and you won't loose that. I know what a mess your life is right now. And I don't expect anything from you. This won't change a thing. I promise you that." Her eyes widened again. What did that mean? That he didn't want her again? Or that he did? She wasn't sure. Maybe he knew her better than she had again been prepared for as he kissed her sweetly once more.

"I do want you more than you will likely know Alicia. But I am not asking for that right now. This is what we will do. You will go home, shower go to bed. Get a good night's sleep and be here for the staff meeting tomorrow meeting at 9.30 am. And in a week we will go to dinner. Somewhere private, but not too cozy somewhere we can talk. And we will do just that talk. About whatever you want. Whatever it maybe friendship, me as nothing but your boss or something else. Okay?" He asked her and she nodded slowly. What he said made sense. It was something she could work with it was something she could hold onto and it didn't mean turning her world completely upside down or making a mess of everything. He smiled at her and gave her one more kiss. They finished redressing and cleaning up her office for food and papers in silence. Then they left he helped her into her coat and he walked her to her car, a hand resting on her lower back. Lower than what was normal, but high enough not to seem suspicious. He didn't kiss her as she got into her care just squeezed her hand gently. And she was glad he understood, glad he knew her better than she knew herself. Maybe this hadn't ruined everything just started them.

Okay so let me know i know it is very AU but yeah desk sex is a favorite among many, and Sabby and I once gushed over the option presented already in 101 so here it is... Oh and Happy Valentine's day to you all...