The Courtship of Emma's Mother, Chapter 3

Author: Daxilla, DAx, or Patricia L Givens (whichever you prefer) <br />Title: The Courtship of Emma's Mother (Multi-chapter story) <br />Pairing: Olivia/Natalia <br />Rating: PG-NC-17 depending on chapter <br />Chapters: 3<br />Spoilers: Up to the WoD. All that follows is AU. <br /><br /><b>Disclaimer #1: </b>This story is an original work of fiction set in the hectic little town of Springfield, as seen on Guiding Light. Most, if not all, of the characters and references used within belong completely to someone else. Someone who recently found a clue but could still use a swift kick in the rear, so I have borrowed them for just a little while and promise to return them unscathed, and smiling, as soon as I am done. No gain, monetary or otherwise, is expected from their use and no copyright infringement is intended or should be inferred. (In other words, all I am really hoping to get out of this is some hot sex with my girlfriend so please don't sue me!) <br /><br /><b>Disclaimer #2: </b>All original characters and story lines contained herein belong to the author. (Like anyone else would claim them!) This story may be archived upon request with the stipulation that it must be posted exactly as it was written, with all disclaimers intact. (Ralst and The Athenaeum don't have to ask!) <br /><br /><b>Disclaimer #3: </b>This story does depict a romantic relationship between two women. Some scenes may be graphic, but they are lovingly so. If that bothers you than you are wound too tight for daytime TV! I mean really, how can you be okay with someone marrying their cousin's sister's nephew's son and still bitch about a well done romance between two beautiful women?? Ever hear the old saying that people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones? (Unless of course they're trapped in said house, then throwing a stone or two might actually be a good idea...but I digress.) If you are under 18, then you're never going to understand the title reference. Ask your mom. (And get her to watch Otalia! We need all the MILF's we can get!) If this is illegal where you live, check your local ladies night for women in trench coats and silly hats. Hey it couldn't hurt... <br /><p>I had to go into FicSec (Protective custody for fanfic authors) to write this!! The A/O shippers have teamed up with the J/7 shippers and they're threatening to arrest and assimilate my ass so...write reviews! (How that relates I don't really know but...what the hell!) <br /><br />Just a quick note: Since we don't know what is going to happen I am approaching this as my own little A/U. Everything up until now is canon.</p>Thanks to all of the wonderful Jesbians on the What Comes After forum, to Otaliafan for providing the clips that melted my brain, to Big Purple Dreams for giving madness a home, and to Ky and Emma for sliding into Otaliawe with me. Most of all, thank you to Beep, for giving me one more thing to obsess over. (You just HAD to do it didn't you??)<br /><br />Oh and BIG thanks to DiNovia and Fewthistle&hellip;for giving me somewhere to go where I wouldn&rsquo;t end up crying! 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You're the reason for everything.<br /><br /><a href="http://community.livejournal.com/burn_ingcity/1278.html#cutid1">Chapters One and&nbsp;Two</a><br /><br /><lj-cut text="The Courtship of Emma's Mother, Chapter Three">T<p><b>Chapter Three: Jumping on Trampolines</b><br /><br /><br /><br />&nbsp;</p><p>&quot;That was incredible.&quot;&nbsp; Olivia laid her fork on her plate, returning Natalia's happy smile as the younger woman stood and began to clear the table.&nbsp; Olivia watched her for a moment and then picked up her own plate and carried it over to the counter.&nbsp; She placed her left hand lightly in the small of Natalia's back as she leaned past her to set the dish in the sink, blinking in surprise when a noticeable tremor ran through the muscles beneath her fingertips.&nbsp; The trembling was followed by a sharp intake of breath and a loud clatter as the plate Nat was holding slid through her fingers to land heavily in the sink.&nbsp; &quot;I'm sorry-&quot;<br /><br />&quot;No!&nbsp; It's not a problem... well... it's not a problem as long as we keep a supply of extra dishes... apparently.&quot;&nbsp; Natalia gave her a watery smile and moved away slightly.&nbsp; &quot;I just... I guess I'm just not used to having... that kind of reaction.&nbsp; To you.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;To me?&quot;<br /><br />The younger woman sighed and rubbed her forehead.&nbsp; &quot;To your touch, okay?&nbsp; I'm used to it being comforting...&quot;<br /><br />The corner of Olivia's mouth twitched into a smile.&nbsp; &quot;And now?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Now?&quot;&nbsp; Natalia let out a short bark of laughter.&nbsp; &quot;Comforting isn't exactly how I would describe it!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;How would you describe it?&quot;<br /><br />The brunette stared at her for a moment.&nbsp; &quot;Crazy,&quot;&nbsp; She finally whispered.&nbsp; &quot;Overwhelming... so strong it scares me.&quot;&nbsp; She sighed, steepling her fingers together in front of her mouth as she continued softly.&nbsp; &quot;But so warm... and wonderful... that I think...&quot;&nbsp; She swallowed.&nbsp; &quot;I think I can feel it all the way down to my toes.&quot;<br /><br />Olivia's heart jumped in her chest as her own thoughts were echoed back at her.&nbsp; &quot;Oh.&quot;&nbsp; She couldn't stop the pleased smile that graced her lips.<br /><br />&quot;Olivia Spencer blushing? Now I've seen everything!&quot;<br /><br />The older woman's grin turned into a smirk as she took a step closer.&nbsp; &quot;Not. Quite. Everything...&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Uh...&quot;&nbsp; Natalia took a step back and collided with the counter, her arm swinging out to knock over two glasses that she quickly caught before they ended up on the floor.&nbsp; &quot;Olivia!&quot;&nbsp; She straightened her back and pointed to the entryway.&nbsp; &quot;Couch!&nbsp; Now!&quot;<br /><br />Olivia's eyebrow rose. &quot;I beg your pardon?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I want you to go sit on the couch and wait for me.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;But I want to help!&quot;<br /><br />Natalia started to laugh.&nbsp; &quot;Trust me when I tell you that there is nothing you could possibly do in here that would help me clean up the kitchen!&nbsp; Now please, go sit on the couch.&nbsp; I will be there in a few minutes and I'll... bring you another glass of wine and some dessert.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Is that a bribe?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Will it work?&quot;<br /><br />Olivia grinned.&nbsp; She grabbed her empty wine glass from the table and then leaned forward, moving well into Natalia's personal space as she set it down on the counter.&nbsp; She could feel the nervous energy vibrating through the younger woman and, after a small pause, she pushed the glass further away from the edge.&nbsp; &quot;I'll be waiting.&quot;&nbsp; She said softly.<br /><br />Nat watched her walk away before she leaned heavily against the counter, inhaling deeply as she willed her heart to slow.&nbsp;<br /><br />Who would have known that Olivia Spencer could be so hard on two hearts at once?</p><p align="center">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *</p><p>Natalia came out of the kitchen with two glasses of wine, stopping short when she saw Olivia waiting for her on the couch.&nbsp; The older woman's eyes were closed, her head tilted back so that she seemed to be offering up the soft expanse of her throat.&nbsp; The image of pressing her lips and teeth against that smooth, sweet smelling skin invaded Natalia's thoughts and, for a moment, she stopped breathing as she felt a shiver run down her spine to sap the strength from her knees. &nbsp; She closed her eyes and leaned heavily against the wall, focusing for all she was worth on pushing air in and out of her lungs so that she didn't hyperventilate.&nbsp;</p><p><i>What is going on with me?</i>&nbsp; She raised one hand, pressing the cool glass against her temple.&nbsp; She was a grown woman!&nbsp; Strong faith or not, she had experienced both love and lust in the past... but what happened to her every time she looked at Olivia was something she had no frame of reference for.&nbsp;</p><p>She opened her eyes to find Olivia watching her, a knowing smile on her face.&nbsp; &quot;Where did you go away to?&quot;</p><p>Natalia bit her lower lip.&nbsp; &quot;Hmmm?&quot;&nbsp; She handed Olivia her glass and sat down gingerly next to her.</p><p>&quot;You were standing there for quite a while.&nbsp; I just wondered where you went.&quot;&nbsp; She smiled when the younger woman's cheeks pinked.&nbsp; &quot;Well...&nbsp; wherever it was, it looked pleasant.&quot;</p><p>Natalia turned and looked her, her eyes traveling over Olivia's face, drinking her in like she was afraid she might disappear.&nbsp; &quot;You're beautiful.&quot;&nbsp; She whispered. &quot;I've always thought so.&quot;&nbsp; She reached out and traced the older woman's jawline with her fingertips.&nbsp; &quot;I used to catch myself staring and my mind would run through all of these rationalizations.&nbsp; That you're my friend, that I love you like a sister...&quot;&nbsp; She laughed lightly.&nbsp; &quot;...that there was nothing wrong with it because it was natural to appreciate something so....&quot;</p><p>&quot;...Exquisite...&quot;&nbsp; Olivia's smiled shyly as she stared into deep brown eyes that seemed to surround her with warmth.&nbsp; &quot;That's the one word that always popped into my head whenever I caught myself watching you.&quot;&nbsp; She laughed and looked down into her wine glass.&nbsp; &quot;But I stopped trying to rationalize it a long time ago.&quot;</p><p>&quot;How long ago?&quot;</p><p>The older woman shifted uncomfortably.</p><p>&quot;Olivia? How long have you felt this way?&quot;&nbsp; When she didn't receive an answer, Natalia glanced across the room to the piece of door frame that was resting in the corner.&nbsp; It had traveled from spot to spot in the house since Olivia had given it to her at Christmas, finally finding a home where she could see it every single day.&nbsp; Her eyes counted the marks automatically, as they did every time she looked at it. She thought about Rafe for a moment.&nbsp; Frank had called her that morning to tell her he had to take Rafe to the halfway house.&nbsp; She had held him and cried until her Frank had shown up, then she had waved goodbye, immediately regretting that she hadn't been able to tell him about Olivia.&nbsp; She had counted the marks three times after he left, using them to center herself; to remind herself that he would be home again soon.&nbsp; That simple piece of door jam had offered the same comfort before he had gotten out of prison and that was all because Olivia had taken the time and made the effort to get it for her.&nbsp; For the first time she really considered the trouble her <i>friend</i> had gone through to acquire it.&nbsp; She would have had to have someone find the apartment, then she would have had to convince the owner to allow her to tear apart the entryway to the kitchen.&nbsp; She smiled to herself when she pictured <i>that</i> particular conversation.&nbsp; She would have had to pay for the removal and restoration of the old piece of wood, and then for it's replacement as well.&nbsp; All in all it would have taken a huge amount of effort to complete... and an incredible amount of love to think of in the first place!&nbsp; She turned back to Olivia, the question plain on her face.</p><p>Olivia nodded slowly.&nbsp; &quot;Yeah,&quot;&nbsp; She whispered.&nbsp; &quot;Even back then...&quot;</p><p>Natalia's mouth dropped open slightly.</p><p><br />&quot;So, I answered you, now you answer me.&quot;&nbsp; Olivia looked down, picking at an invisible piece of lint on the couch.&nbsp; &quot;You never once told me no, when I called you... when I told you I needed you.&nbsp; You always came...&quot;<br /><br />The younger woman swallowed against the lump in her throat.&nbsp; &quot;All I had to hear were those three words... and nothing else mattered.&quot;&nbsp; She shrugged.&nbsp; &quot;I told myself at first it was because of Gus, and then because you were sick... and then I just stopped trying to tell myself anything at all.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;So you had your own personal little don't ask, don't tell policy?&quot;<br /><br />Natalia sighed.&nbsp; &quot;I guess we've both been fooling ourselves for a long time.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I don't think we were fooling ourselves so much as we were trying to find our way.&nbsp; We've messed up a lot but we're here now... together... and we get to decide what happens to us from here on out.&quot;&nbsp; She laid her hand gently against Natalia's cheek.&nbsp; &quot;I <i>know</i> where Id like it to go.&quot;<br /><br />The touch against her face was so warm, so gentle that Natalia couldn't help turning her head into it.&nbsp; She pressed her lips into the center of Olivia's palm, her breath quickening when the older woman's eyes closed, her head tilting to one side as she licked her lips.&nbsp; Natalia followed the path of her tongue unaware that she was leaning forward until a bell dinged in the kitchen, breaking the mood.<br /><br />Olivia opened her eyes and looked up at her; she didn't seem at all surprised to find Natalia so close.&nbsp; The bell dinged again and she matched Natalia's grin.&nbsp; &quot;I'm not even going to say it.&quot;<br /><br />The brunette snuggled into her hand again briefly then jumped up, pulling the half full glass of wine from Olivia's hand and snatching her own from the table before disappearing into the kitchen.<br /><br />&quot;Oh... uhm..okay...&quot;&nbsp; Olivia called after her.&nbsp; &quot;Sure I'd love a refill!&quot;<br /><br />A few minutes later, Natalia returned with two plates and two steaming mugs.<br /><br />&quot;Coffee?&quot;&nbsp; Olivia looked into the mug she was handed and then stared up at the younger woman curiously.&nbsp; &quot;You brought coffee instead of wine?&quot;<br /><br />The other woman shrugged.&nbsp; &quot;I thought it would be better.&quot;<br /><br />Olivia's face filled with understanding and her features hardened.&nbsp; &quot;Oh, I see.&nbsp; You were worried that I wouldn't be able to drive back to the Beacon.&quot;<br /><br />Natalia set the plates down on the table and settled in next to her on the couch.&nbsp; She was silent for a moment, then turned and faced Olivia, taking her hand gently.&nbsp; &quot;No.&quot;&nbsp; She said softly.&nbsp; &quot;I just want it to be your choice... that you stay.&quot;<br /><br />Olivia blinked, her mouth opening and closing several times as she tried to think of something to say.<br /><br />Natalia didn't give her the chance.&nbsp; &quot;I'd really like it if you stayed, Olivia.&nbsp; I slept here last night and I felt... so alone.&nbsp; I mean, Rafe was here with me; but as good as it felt having my son home, the house was still so... empty... without you.&nbsp; I want you here with me... well, not 'with me' with me....but with me... You know what I mean!&quot;&nbsp; She smiled shyly.&nbsp; &quot;Your room is still made up.&nbsp; The bed still has the two billion count sheets on it that you seem to need to sleep... like you're the princess and the pea or something.&quot;&nbsp; Olivia's laughter caught her up short and she closed her mouth quickly.&nbsp; &quot;I'm sorry, I'm babbling.&quot;&nbsp; She ran her fingers through her hair.&nbsp; &quot;Will you stay?&quot;<br /><br />Olivia's features softened into a happy smile.&nbsp; &quot;Okay, but dessert better be fantastic.&quot;<br /><br />Natalia blinked.&nbsp; &quot;Dessert!&quot;&nbsp; She grabbed up a plate and handed it to Olivia, smirking when the older woman's face lit up with childlike glee.<br /><br />&quot;Cheesecake!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Caramel pecan cheesecake.&quot;&nbsp; Natalia corrected, watching as Olivia took her first bite.<br /><br />&quot;Oh my god, this is good!&quot;&nbsp; The older woman sighed.&nbsp; &quot;How did you know I liked cheesecake?&nbsp; I never eat it if i can help it!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You told me once.&nbsp; I believe your exact words were 'I love jumping on trampolines and eating cheesecake for breakfast.'&nbsp; I couldn't do anything about the trampoline so...&quot;<br /><br />Olivia smirked.&nbsp; &quot;But this isn't breakfast.&quot;<br /><br />For the first time Natalia smirked right back.&nbsp; &quot;We'll have to work on that.&quot;<br /><br />Dumbfounded, Olivia could only stare at her.<br /><br />Twenty minutes later the cheesecake was gone and Olivia watched as the younger woman leaned back onto the couch, her eyes closing as she sighed in contentment.&nbsp; She looked so incredibly beautiful that Olivia couldn't have looked away if she tried.<br /><br />And she certainly didn't want to.<br /><br />Natalia yawned and the image was so adorable that Olivia had to shake her head.&nbsp; She was so far gone from 'soft' she was practically jelly.<br /><br />&quot;Hey, it's late.&quot;&nbsp; Her heart caught at the sleepy smile the brunette bestowed upon her.&nbsp; &quot;Why don't you let me walk you home?&quot;<br /><br />Natalia's smile turned into a full on grin. &quot;What a gentleman.&quot;&nbsp; She stood up and started to gather the dishes.&nbsp;<br /><br />&quot;Oh no.&quot;&nbsp; Olivia took them away from her and set them back on the table. &quot;I'll take care of those.&nbsp; It's my turn.&quot; She held out her hand.<br /><br />Natalia's eyebrows rose but she said nothing as she took Olivia's offer and twined their fingers together.&nbsp; Laughing when the older woman led her to the bottom of the stairs and stopped.&nbsp;<br /><br />&quot;Do you want me to walk you up?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;No, no. I think it's... safer... if you drop me off here.&quot;<br /><br />Olivia nodded, staring at the younger woman for a moment before she leaned in slightly.<br /><br />Natalia placed her hand on the older woman's shoulder, stopping her with a small shake of her head.<br /><br />&quot;Let me guess,&quot; Olivia sighed.&nbsp; &quot;None of that on the first date either?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;A girl's gotta have standards.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Well, do you think you could get me a schedule of approved events prior to each of our future dates, Miss Rivera?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;What makes you think there will be any future dates, Ms. Spencer?&quot;<br /><br />Olivia's face went slack.&nbsp; &quot;Wha...?&quot;<br /><br />Natalia smirked and went up on her toes to place a soft kiss on Olivia's cheek.&nbsp; &quot;Good night.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Night.&quot;&nbsp; Olivia watched her climb the stairs, trying to keep her thoughts clean and failing miserably.&nbsp; Once she was out of sight she looked at the dirty dishes with a frown.&nbsp; &quot;The things I do for love.&quot;&nbsp; She sighed.</p><p align="center">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *</p><p>Olivia climbed the stairs quietly, stopping in the hall halfway between their rooms.&nbsp; When she didn't hear anything, she opened the door to her bedroom and went inside, finding herself ridiculously happy to be there.&nbsp; She glanced at the bed, the three hundred dollar sheets making her smile as she remembered Natalia's comment.&nbsp; &quot;She just doesn't know what she's missing.&quot;&nbsp; She said quietly to herself.&nbsp; &quot;...yet.&quot;<br /><br />She stepped into the bathroom, flipping on the light so that she could run the water for a quick shower.<br /><br />That was when she noticed it.<br /><br />The little crystal duck, complete with mended wing, was back on the shelf above the bathtub.&nbsp;<br /><br />She touched it lightly with trembling fingers as happy tears rolled down her face.&nbsp; She looked in the mirror and laughed at the silly smile that graced her lips; a smile that that didn't dim as she took a shower and prepared for bed.<br /><br />When she finally slid between her soft cotton sheets just shy of an hour later, her cheeks were sore, but her heart was light.&nbsp; Unfortunately she was also wide awake.&nbsp; She didn't know how she could be expected to fall asleep when her heart was somewhere down the hall.&nbsp; Images of Natalia kept running through her mind; and as if it that wasn't bad enough, her other senses seemed to be betraying her as well.&nbsp; She could swear she was surrounded by the younger woman's scent...<br /><br />Olivia gasped and sat straight up in bed.&nbsp; She gathered the sheets and held them up to her face, inhaling deeply.&nbsp; Then she did the same with her pillow.&nbsp; She wasn't imagining it!&nbsp; Her entire bed smelled like Natalia.<br /><br /><i>She slept here!</i>&nbsp;<br /><br />Olivia's heart filled with joy as she imagined the brunette wrapping herself up in the sheets, using them to be close to her, drawing comfort from them.&nbsp; With a sensual smile she laid back down and pulled them over her head.<br /><br />Sleeping was overrated anyway.</p><p><br /><br />&nbsp;</p><p align="center">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</p><p><i>The scent was all around her.&nbsp; The scent of her skin, of her hair.&nbsp; It was driving her crazy, threatening to drown her, turning her inside out and leaving her open and weak under the heavy weight of her gaze.&nbsp; It made her want things she had never even contemplated, never even thought about... before now.<br /><br />Now.<br /><br />Now it was all she could do to keep from screaming as feather-like fingertips trailed down her neck to cross over the top of her breasts.&nbsp; She was arching up into the contact before the fingers even reached one nipple; moaning before strong teeth closed over the other.&nbsp; She whimpered and writhed, moisture flooding the juncture between her legs as a smooth thigh was inserted between them.&nbsp; And when her heated flesh came in contact with that soft skin, her lips parted, releasing nothing more than the tiniest 'OH!', as that was all the breath she could spare.<br /><br />Gentle lips met hers, pressing softly and then becoming more forceful as a hand trailed down her stomach.&nbsp; Curious fingers played lightly through her short trimmed hair before sliding into the moist folds of her sex.&nbsp; She groaned loudly and the woman above her smiled in wonder, taking her open mouth as an invitation to slide her tongue inside while her fingers danced over the bundle of nerves at the top of her cleft.&nbsp; The sensation was unbelievable, the pleasure beyond sublime.&nbsp; For a moment she thought that there could be no more than this, no deeper feeling, no greater delectation.<br /><br />Until those gentle fingers paused for a moment... they hesitated...<br /><br />Then moved lower and slid inside.<br /><br />Her back spasmed and she flew upwards, wrapping her arms and legs around the woman moving inside her.&nbsp; She felt the fingers curl, felt them find the spot hidden deep within her that made her begin to quake, then felt a gentle thumb making lazy circles around her clit and she came apart in her lover's arms, panting, tears streaming from her eyes as she finally opened them to look up.<br /><br />Bright green eyes stared into hers and she watched as Olivia slipped two fingers into her mouth, humming quietly under her breath,&nbsp; &quot;Mmmmm.&quot;<br /><br /></i>Natalia shot completely upright, crawling out of her bed as though her backside were on fire as she looked around the room in a panic.&nbsp; &quot;Holy shit!&quot;&nbsp; She whispered and then immediately clamped her hand over her mouth as she began to pray silently for God to forgive the vulgarity.&nbsp;<br /><br />It took her a moment to realize she hadn't asked forgiveness for anything else.&nbsp; Nor did she feel the least bit guilty.<br /><br />Embarrassed?&nbsp; Yeah.&nbsp;<br /><br />Shy?&nbsp; You bet.&nbsp;<br /><br />Insanely aroused?&nbsp; Oh yes!<br /><br />But not guilty.<br /><br />She couldn't stop herself from thinking about what had happened in her dream and she felt her cheeks burn with warmth.&nbsp; After a moment, she felt other areas begin to warm up as well.&nbsp; She glanced at the wall that separated her room from Olivia's, a thoughtful look gracing her features.&nbsp; Then she smiled and shook her head, crawling back into bed with an amused sigh.<br /><br />It was going to be a very long night.</p><p align="center">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</p><p><br />Olivia practically danced down the stairs the next morning.&nbsp; She had slept like a baby comforted by the scent of Natalia wrapped around her.&nbsp; It had been years since she had felt this alive and energized so early in the morning and she walked into the kitchen on a cloud.</p><p>The euphoric feeling was immediately replaced by that of large butterflies careening through her chest and stomach when she saw Natalia at the sink slicing mushrooms on a cutting board that rested over the basin.&nbsp; A huge smile lit up her face and she leaned against the entryway for several long minutes, quietly drinking in the sight of her before she said softly, &quot;You're still wearing my favorite perfume.&quot;</p><p>A tremor traveled up Natalia's back at the sound of Olivia's voice.&nbsp; It was at it's lowest register, as it always was in the mornings, thick with sleep and so incredible that she thought it would drive her insane.&nbsp; She tried to control her reaction but she knew Olivia wouldn't miss the way her eyes closed or how her head swayed back slightly before she was able to find her equilibrium.&nbsp; When she finally got herself under control, she glanced over her shoulder, her forehead furrowed in confusion as she pondered Olivia's statement.&nbsp; &quot;How would you know?&quot;&nbsp; She smiled.&nbsp; &quot;I don't think you can tell from way over there.&quot;&nbsp; Her heart-rate jumped to triple time when the older woman smiled and glanced upward, nodding in the general direction of her bedroom.&nbsp; &quot;Oh...!&quot;&nbsp; A dark flush crept into her cheeks and she began to stammer.&nbsp; &quot;I'm... I'm... so, so...&nbsp; sorry.&nbsp; I know I... I crossed a line.&nbsp; I should have asked... I should have...&quot;</p><p>&quot;Natalia...&quot;&nbsp; Olivia crossed the space between them, pressing up against her from behind as she laid her hands possessively on her hips.&nbsp; She nuzzled into the mass of dark curls for a moment, getting lost in the younger woman's scent all over again&nbsp; When she was finally able to speak, her voice was so deep she barely recognized it.&nbsp; &quot;If you think you need to apologize for being in my bed, then you're not... paying.... attention.&quot;&nbsp; Olivia punctuated each of the three words by bringing her lips closer and closer to Natalia's ear.&nbsp; Her breath stirred the delicate hair that hung in front of it and raised goose bumps down the side of her neck.&nbsp; Natalia trembled and leaned her head to the side, as though she was offering herself up like a willing sacrifice.</p><p>Unable to resist, Olivia closed the small space between them and pressed her lips to the pulse point below Natalia's jaw.&nbsp; She felt it jump wildly, heard the small whimper that fell from her lips and opened her mouth, biting lightly for a moment until Natalia twisted out of her arms and bolted across the kitchen to the refrigerator where she stood with her head pressed against the cool metal, her chest heaving as she fought to breath.</p><p>Olivia smirked.&nbsp; &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;</p><p>The corner of Natalia's mouth curled and one eyebrow went up sarcastically.&nbsp; &quot;You don't look very sorry.&quot;</p><p>&quot;I'll work on it.&quot;&nbsp; The older woman winked at her and dropped into her customary chair, sipping from her coffee mug as she watched Natalia with a blatantly over-interested stare.&nbsp; &quot;So what's for breakfast?&quot;</p><p>Natalia snorted.&nbsp; &quot;Keep it up and all you'll be having is cheesecake!&quot; She opened the fridge to grab the eggs as Olivia laughed behind her.</p><p>&quot;You think that would bother me?&quot;&nbsp; She heard the chair creak as the older woman leaned forward, towards the dessert that was sitting covered on the kitchen table.&nbsp; &quot;God this is even better the next day.... Mmmmm!&quot;</p><p>The brunette spun around, the eggs she was holding dropping from her nerveless fingers as she watched Olivia suck the confection from her fingers.&nbsp; Whatever scared, aroused, crazy look she was wearing must have been very obvious because one of Olivia's eyebrows shot towards the ceiling as the biggest smirk she had ever seen played on her lips.</p><p>&quot;Why, Miss Rivera... Was that an impure thought?&quot;</p><p>Natalia watched Olivia's eyes sparkle as she returned her fingers to her mouth to run her tongue quickly across the tips of them.&nbsp; &quot;Uh... Late!&nbsp; It's late!&nbsp; Too late for food!&quot;&nbsp; She scooped up the dripping egg crate from the floor and tossed it quickly in the sink.&nbsp; &quot;We have to shower...&quot;&nbsp; Her eyes widened in panic.&nbsp; &quot;Not together! We have to work to get ready... I mean... So much work today... I have...uhm...&quot;&nbsp; She finally tossed her hands up in the air and fled, calling back over her shoulder.&nbsp; &quot;I'll meet you at the car!&quot;</p><p>Olivia watched her go, waiting until the woman she loved was out of earshot before dissolving into a fit of helpless giggles.&nbsp; When her laughter finally trailed off she wiped her eyes and sighed happily.&nbsp; So Natalia had naughty thoughts about her.&nbsp; She glanced at the statue of the Virgin Mary on the side table.&nbsp; Grinning like a fool she winked at it and whispered, &quot;Well hallelujah!&quot;</p></lj-cut>