Normalize leaving unhinged comments on ao3 fics you like. I'm tired of being the only one brave enough to write "I am chewing on this fic" in the comment section. Be weird. Authors will love you for it
Day 1: if only/I know/evidence (Alex Cabot/f reader, 300)
Day 2: please be gentle/park bench/hero (Calvak, 2.1k) (18+)
Day 3: your life is mine/winners and losers/starlight (Cabenson, 550)
Day 4: doomed by the narrative/snowstorm/sacrifice (Benhoun, 1k) (Part 1)
Day 5: hands for holding/meant no harm/tea (Part 2) (700)
Day 6: it still bleeds/vital signs/lipstick (Part 3) (1.1k)
Day 7: come back soon/morning after/linger (Calex, 650)
Day 8: living dead/wait a minute/bloom (Casey Novak/f reader, 800)
Day 9: in the shadows/something blue/sugar (Rita Calhoun/Amanda Rollins, 400)
Day 10: love is devotion/odds and ends/presents (600)
Day 11: alternate timeline/phone call/complications (850)
Day 12: karma/you had to be there/smirk (Cabenovak, 400)
Day 13: goddess/coming home/transformation (550)
Day 14: before you go/left behind/mundane (1.2k)
Day 15: haunting/so close/bittersweet (300)
Day 16: hourglass/quid pro quo/headache (950) (18+)
Day 17: weapons/let's pretend/hands (Rita Calhoun/Amelia Chase, 3.8k) (18+)
Day 18: once upon a time/movie night/reckless (1.3k)
Day 19: partners in crime/take a chance/alternate (1.2k)
Day 20: chose violence/sixth sense/letters (700)
Day 21: fantasy/clothing malfunction/trip (Calvak, 1.5k) (18+)
Day 22: anything for you/damsel in distress/rain (550)
Day 23: copycat/batteries not included/fantasy (550) (M)
Day 24: plagued by the horrors/meeting the family/everything (650)
Day 25: your voice/countless pieces/freedom (800)
Day 26: apocalypse/nothing is temporary/spellbound (750)
Day 27: diamond/there's an app for that/dancing (Rita Calhoun/f reader, 550)
Day 28: made you smile/truth and lies/backfire (650)
Day 29: and then I found you/green with envy/justify (2.9k) (18+)
the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
I was just listening to Dashboard by Noah Kahan and suddenly your Alex fic (What Happens in Wisconsin) popped into my head and FUUUUUUUCK it fits so well and my heart is BROKEN now. Anyway, excuse me I need to go sob now ❤️
omg i just listened to it and yesssss 🫶
listen if our girl’s biggest flaw is that she will hit da bricks as soon as she has to confront herself and her own emotional limitations well buddy i am also taking that and running with it 🩷
(i think it also maybe kinda fits with my other more recent witsec-era fic? but i think we can blame the amnesia for the general asshole-ery in that one)
Femslash February Day 16: hourglass/quid pro quo/headache
Pairing: Alex Cabot/Casey Novak
Word Count: 950
Tags and Warnings: smut (strictly 18+, minors DNI), porn little plot
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Alex always overworked herself to the point of exhaustion, and it always drove Casey up the wall. Watching her night after night, straining her eyes under the desk lamp in their home office until long after it got dark outside.
Plus they both had tomorrow off, so there wasn’t really any need for her to still be killing herself over whatever paperwork could wait until Monday.
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Casey sighed as she peered into the doorway, seeing the same sight night after night in a different outfit. She walked up behind Alex’s office chair and cleared her throat.
“Just a sec.” Alex mumbled, pen still in hand.
But Casey wasn’t taking no for an answer, gripping the back of the chair and spinning it to face her, Alex letting out a small yelp of fright at the sudden movement, the pen flying out her hand.
“What the hell, Case?!”
The redhead just smiled sweetly with a knowing tilt of her head, leaning her hands on the armrests on either side, pinning the blonde to the chair.
“I know.” Alex said. “I know, but—”
“You really left me all alone on the couch to write out a motion at…” Casey glanced at her watch. “Nine o’clock on a Friday? You’re gonna give yourself a headache. Again.”
Alex smirked at her. She’d grown rather fond of Casey’s… methods, for helping her unwind.
Casey furrowed a brow. “… Did you plan this?”
Alex got up from the chair, forcing Casey back a few steps, almost hitting her ass on her own desk at the other side. “Well, I thought….” She traced her finger across Casey’s shoulder, flicking the other woman’s hair over onto her back “… Since I took such good care of you this morning…”
“Quid pro quo.” Casey smirked right back and her eyes darkened. “… I see.”
The two of them smirked as their lips met, their hands moving to wrap around each other’s waists.
“Yours or mine?” Casey asked, her voice muffled by their tongues, but already knowing the answer as she pulled Alex back towards her own, much neater, desk by the hips. She knew the blonde would freak if as much as a sheet of paper ended up out of place on her own mid-task.
Casey reached behind and pushed her chair out the way as their kisses got more heated, turning Alex and guiding her to sit on the edge of the desk. The redhead’s kisses moved along her jaw and down her neck as her hands wandered beneath Alex’s skirt, feverishly tugging at her panties and pulling them down, over her knees until they fell around her ankles.
“You work too hard, princess…” Casey husked in her ear before nipping gently at the lobe, one hand leaning on the desk to brace herself against it, the other running back up Alex’s thigh again. “… You need to relax…”
She wasted no time, curling a finger through Alex's folds and kissing her to muffle her moaning. She knew what made the other woman tick, taking the time to tease at her, flicking her clit with the very tip of her finger and relishing in every slight quiver.
Alex rolled her neck back as their lips parted, her gaze hitting the ceiling, exposing the excited pants in her throat.
“Fuck…” She lifted her hips a little, kicking off her panties and wrapping her legs around the redhead, giving her better access to slide in a finger as Alex hummed in satisfaction.
She was obviously worked up, and it didn’t take long at all for her to completely unravel, leaning back with her elbows propped on the desk and pulling Casey down with her while the redhead settled into her rhythm, adding another finger to her heat but keeping her thumb firmly rubbing at her clit.
“Ohhh God don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop…”
“Wasn’t planning on it…” Casey huffed out a light laugh into her ear, the two of them giggling through Alex’s building heat, their hearts racing.
The blonde’s knees started to dig into Casey’s sides as the tremble in her legs got stronger, her thighs threatening to close in around the other woman’s wrist. Her insides clenched as her orgasm crashed over her, moaning in relief while her eyes rolled back and her panting slowed.
“… That feel good?” Casey whispered, slowly sliding out her fingers, her other hand rubbing at Alex’s back.
“Yeah…” Alex murmured, the corners of her mouth curling into a relaxed smile. She shuffled to sit up a little straighter and ducked up to kiss Casey again before hopping off the desk, still slightly wobbly on her feet.
“So… are you gonna join me anytime soon?” Casey whispered, pulling Alex close by the waist again.
She let out a long, contemplative sigh. “… I really do have to get those finished—”
Casey raised a brow at her.
“But… wait up?”
“…Sure.” The redhead smirked, kissing her softly before they untangled from each other. “Oh, and uh…” She bent down to the floor and picked up Alex’s discarded panties, stuffing them in her pocket. “I’m keeping these.”
“Oh come on—!”
“You can have them back when you’re done, I promise.” Casey said, kissing her one last time.
“… Fine.” Alex’s lips grew thin, she knew exactly what game the other woman was playing. Anything to make her stop working faster.
Casey turned and left the room, looking back from the doorway as Alex settled back at her own desk, crossing her legs and sighing lightly before leaning down to pick up her pen from the floor.
Femslash February Day 2: please be gentle/park bench/hero
Pairing: Rita Calhoun/Casey Novak
Word Count: 2.1k
Tags & Warnings: smut (strictly 18+, minors DNI), explicit language, alcohol, references to canon-typical violence
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It had been twelve weeks since Casey got out of the hospital. Twelve weeks since that bastard beat her half to death in her office in the dead of night. Ten weeks since she went back to work, eight since she started walking without the cane, six since the last of the bruises faded. Four weeks since the nightmares stopped, three since she could sleep in the dark again.
And Rita had been able to touch her without making her flinch for two weeks now.
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She was still a little slower getting from the front door of their apartment to the kitchen than she used to be, kicking off the flats she now wore in place of her heels in the entryway. Everything took a little longer. Every step, every movement, a little more cautious.
Rita did her best to take care of her all this time, but of course she slipped up at points. The occasional burnt dinner, baths ran a little too hot here and there, she just wasn’t used to being a caretaker. But she tried, as much and as often as she could.
Casey walked through into the usual low lighting of their kitchen to see her plating up two bowls over the stove, two glasses of wine already poured out and sitting on the table.
“Hey…” Rita turned and walked over to her, a bowl in each hand, placing them at their respective spaces on the table before kissing her lightly on the cheek. “How was work?”
“Yeah, fine.” Casey sat at her spot at the table, eyeing the contents of the bowl. “In and out of arraignments most of the day, but they're talking about getting me back on the trial calendar—” She stopped to eat a forkful of pasta, her eyes lighting up in surprise. “Is that vodka sauce?” She asked, a hand over her still half full mouth.
“Yeah. I uh… found a recipe online.”
“… You made it?!”
“Yeah? Why, do you not like it? You want something else—?”
“No, no it’s… it’s perfect.” Casey raked her fork through the rest of her bowl. “… You made vodka sauce for me.” She mumbled to herself with a smile.
Rita ate slower than ever, content with just watching her love from across the table, finally relaxed as she ate and drank her wine.
The brunette eventually reached out across the table to take Casey’s free hand as they finished up. “… I’ve missed you.”
Casey looked at her, confused. “You only got home a couple hours ahead of me?”
Rita shook her head and let out a light laugh. “No, I… I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you.”
Casey let out a little sigh as she shuffled out of her seat, breaking away from Rita’s grasp and collecting their empty bowls. She took them over to the sink, filling it with hot water and soap to make a start on the dishes.
Rita slinked up behind her, wrapping her arms around the blonde’s waist and reaching up to rest her chin into the crook of Casey’s shoulder.
“So, how are you feeling…? I mean, really?” She asked, laying a kiss on the other woman’s cheek while she scrubbed away at a plate in the sink.
“I’m good…” Casey nodded lightly with a smile before tilting her head towards her. “All thanks to you of course, my hero.”
“And you’re not just saying that to try and make me feel good?”
Casey sighed and took her hands out the water, giving up on the dishes for now and drying them on the dishtowel beside her. She whipped round to face Rita, her back against the counter and caged into it by the other woman’s arms.
“You want me to show you…?” She said before ducking down to steal a soft kiss. “How grateful I am…?” She smirked into each peck, a hand still warm from the water quickly finding itself tangled in the brunette’s roots, to no objections.
Rita managed to pull away breathlessly for just a second. “Are you sure?” She asked.
Casey nodded feverishly. “Please. I’m ready.” Her lips kissed along Rita’s jaw to her ear, her free hand starting to wander down Rita’s back and around her waist. “… I’ve missed you, too. Let me show you, how much…”
She tugged Rita by the hips, leading the two of them out the kitchen. She turned her head back between more grinning kisses to check their route, walking back between doorways and through to their bedroom. Her hands slipped into the waistband of Rita’s skirt, untucking her blouse and pulling it off over her head.
“Lie back.”
Rita obliged, taking off her own bra and tossing it in the same direction as her blouse as she crawled up onto the bed, laying on her back against the pillows.
Casey crawled up and climbed on top of her, pinning the other woman to the bed with her hips and caging her with her arms, letting Rita’s hands wander over the buttons of her shirt, feverishly working her way down them for the blonde to shuck off her own shoulders. Casey leaned back down to kiss into Rita’s neck.
“God, you’re so amazing…” She whispered. “You treat me so good…” She kissed down Rita’s collarbone and across her chest, before ducking back up to meet the brunette's lips again. “I wanna make you feel, as good as you made me feel…”
She moved down Rita’s body, hands roving over her chest, only stopping to pull a nipple into her mouth, tongue swirling over the nub while her hand rolled and pinched at the other. Her teeth scraped gently at the tender flesh as it popped back out again, eliciting an excitable gasp from the other woman.
Her hands continued to wander, over Rita’s ribs and around her back as she made her way down. Rita raised her hips off the bed to assist as Casey pulled her skirt and panties down off her legs and tossed them to the side.
Rita drew up her knees as Casey ducked between them, leaving a trail of kisses up the inside of her leg before leaning down further to settle between her thighs.
But the doubts in Rita’s head couldn’t help but make an appearance, even between her excited pants. “Are you sure, you’re… you’re okay down there, darling?”
“Always looking out for me…” Casey responded darkly, leaving one more, warm kiss on the inside of Rita’s thigh, nipping at her skin before diving to her lower lips, teasing at her heat with the tip of her tongue.
“Oh, God…”
Casey certainly hadn’t lost her touch, her mouth moving expertly through Rita’s folds, kissing, licking, drinking all of her in, the sensations and the sound of the other woman's satisfied moans driving Rita wild. Casey really did miss her, her intimacy. This was about more than proving she was back to her old self, or repaying the favor.
Rita started to grip at her chest and roll her hips, grinding between the sheets and Casey’s face, the blonde’s nose brushing against her clit, her thighs already trembling as she moved.
“Oh, fuck don’t stop, don’t stop…”
Casey hummed in satisfaction again, the vibration as she spoke only heightening Rita’s pleasure. “I missed you… Missed this…”
Rita was just glad this was happening at Casey’s insistence, the last thing she would ever want to do was pressure her. It was like night and day between that moment and the first night she got home, terrified to so much as place a hand on her like she was precious, fragile porcelain. She was happy to wait to get back to normal, or even a new normal, as long as it was with Casey. She would’ve waited a thousand years, as long as it was for her.
“Fu-uck, right there, right there…”
Casey deepened her tongue strokes, gripping one hand to Rita’s waist to steady herself and bringing the other down to sink a finger into Rita’s warmth. Rita's hand wandered down to meet Casey’s on her hip, their fingers interlocking, tightening until their knuckles turned white against each other as Casey quickened her pace and added another finger into her, gentle words morphing into wanton moans and heavy panting.
“Oh, God, oh God I’m gonna c—"
Rita cut herself off, not enough time to even finish the thought as her orgasm crashed through her, the wave of pleasure invading her every sense as she cried out. Casey slowed but didn’t part, her fingers gently curling and her tongue moving from rabid flicks back to gentle kisses.
Rita stroked her thumb over Casey’s knuckles where their hands were still tangled together as her pants started to quieten, her cue for the other woman to trace back up her glistening skin, leaving more sticky kisses back over Rita’s hips, her ribs, between her breasts and back to meeting her lips again with a smile.
The brunette cupped at Casey’s face with both hands, keeping the other woman close as she stroked through her hair.
“I love you, baby…” Rita moaned between kisses, enticed by the taste of herself on the blonde’s tongue. “I love you, so much…”
Casey writhed on top of her, her hands restlessly searching over the other woman’s body and up her arms, only to settle back in Rita's hair, too. “I love you, too… I love you, I love you…”
They stayed attached to each other as if they were afraid to let go, that they might lose each other if they couldn’t feel the other’s breath on their skin.
Rita leaned up on her elbows and turned Casey onto the bed, caging her against the mattress with her own arms, but she let out a slightly pained gasp as she hit the pillows, causing Rita to shoot back from her lips.
“You okay? You want me to stop?”
“No, no, I’m okay, just…” Casey whispered, ducking up to kiss her and pull her back down on top. “… Please be gentle.”
“Of course.” She spoke just as softly, running a hand over the side of Casey’s head again and leaning in for another, much softer, kiss. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Rita got up onto her haunches to unbutton Casey’s pants as she wriggled underneath to pull them down with her underwear. She kicked them off and away from them, allowing Rita to lean back down again, kissing at the blonde's neck as her free hand sank south. Casey gasped as she felt Rita’s fingers curling so easily into her, their hips moving closely in tandem with every pump.
“You been looking forward to this, darling?” Rita husked into her ear.
“Yes… God, yes…” Casey moaned as she nodded feverishly. She finally felt safe enough, secure enough, to let go. To succumb to her building heat as Rita worked her magic between her legs, her longing gasps muffled with kisses.
That night she came home, unsure if she could ever let anyone near her again, the slightest touches making her recoil and shudder in fear, sleeping with the light on for weeks, started to fade from her memory. Now she was finally back again, safe and relaxed in Rita’s arms, so delicate and knowing was she with her in the dark that she could finally feel pleasure again.
Casey started to squirm restlessly against the sheets, panting harder as her heat built further and they locked eyes. Only each other left in the moment, and each other’s loving touches.
“Oh my God, fuck…!”
Her hands wrapped around the back of Rita’s neck for support, one digging into her shoulder while the other tangled into her hair, gasping and screwing her eyes shut when she finally came, her chest rising off the bed as it shot through her.
Rita slowed the pace of her fingers, still looking her love in the eye. Casey gulped as she returned to reality, a tearful smile breaking out across her face as the brunette leaned down to kiss her softly once more.
“Thank you…” Casey murmured, kissing her back.
Rita rolled onto the bed beside her, bringing her in for a close embrace and cupping the side of her face, stroking damp strands of hair behind her ear. “I love you, sweetheart… I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Casey ran her hand up and down Rita’s arm. “So much… So much…”
They stayed close like that little while longer, basking in each other’s glow, in the shared relief, that things were finally going to be okay.
Femslash February Day 1: if only/I know/evidence
Pairing: Alex Cabot/Reader
Word Count: 340
Tags & Warnings: drabble, fluff, alcohol
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Her heels were abandoned at the door, not placed neatly in the rack under the entryway table, beside her other shoes and your sneakers. That was your first clue.
The second, your apartment was still in darkness, despite knowing your fiancée got home hours before you did.
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“Ali…?!” You called out as you flicked on the lamp. When you didn’t get an answer, you slid out of your own shoes and placed them into the rack before doing the same with hers, taking off your coat and hanging it from the wall hook.
You moved through to the kitchen and spotted the open bottle of red wine next. Clue the third. An empty glass sat beside it and you poured one out for yourself. You’d had a long day too, after all. You picked up the glass and padded through the living room towards the hallway.
“Ali…?!”
You eventually heard a mumbled, melancholic reply echoing from the end of the hall.
“… Bedroom.”
You could tell from her tone she was just telling you where she was, and not giving instructions.
“You okay…?” You asked as you got closer, but you perhaps knew the answer to that already. Especially when she stopped replying again.
You creaked open the door, the room bathed in warm light from the lamp on Alex’s side of the bed. On her nightstand lay a half full glass of red from the bottle in the kitchen, her phone, her glasses folded neatly, and her well-thumbed copy of Little Women. She was wrapped up in her crocheted blanket and lying, curled up on her side on top of the sheets, blearily rubbing at her eyes like she’d just awoken from a nap.
You stalked around the bed to your side, laying your glass on the nightstand before sneaking under the blanket and wrapping your arms around the blonde’s waist, nuzzling your head into her clothed back.
“I lost. In court today.” She eventually mumbled.
You took a deep breath, sighing into her before you whispered back.
I'm so obsessed with your ex, I know she's been asleep on my side of your bed.
And I can feel it.
Alex returns from the Congo and comes crashing back into Casey's life, only to find she's moved on. Or has she?
Pairing(s): Rita Calhoun/Casey Novak, Alex Cabot/Casey Novak, eventual Alex Cabot/Rita Calhoun/Casey Novak
Tags and warnings: love triangles, jealousy, light angst, some fluff, eventual smut (strictly 18+, minors DNI)
Notes 1: requested! and partly inspired by 'obsessed' by olivia rodrigo bc that's what helped the inspo to finally hit for this one 😅
Notes 2: can be read as a follow up to Before You Go from my femslash february works
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Chapter 1: i know you love me, and i know it's crazy
Chapter 2*: she's got those lips, she's got those hips, the life of every fucking party
Chapter 3: i'm staring at her, like i wanna get hurt
Chapter 4*: do you think about her? no, i'm fine, it doesn't matter, tell me
Chapter 5: is she easy-going? never controlling? well-traveled? well-read?
Chapter 6*: is she friends with your friends? is she good in bed?
Chapter 7*: i know her star sign, i know her blood type
Chapter 8*: every time you call my name, i think you mistake me for her
Chapter 9: i can't help it, got issues, i can't help it baby
Femslash February Day 29: and then I found you/green with envy/justify
Pairing: Alex Cabot/Casey Novak
Word Count: 2.9k
Tags and Warnings: smut (strictly 18+, minors DNI), light dom/sub, praise kink, mommy kink, strap-on, teasing/edging, overstimulation, explicit language, alcohol, discussion of canon-typical content)
Note 1: requested!
Note 2: welp, we made it, now I'm off to find jesus or something
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The case had taken its toll on the squad and the DA bureau alike, but it was worth it in the end. Guilty verdicts were rolling in for the pimps involved in the trafficking ring, topped off with a life sentence just handed down to the kingpin. It called for major celebrations.
Alex and Casey had been stuck prosecuting separately through all the related trials for months. They were long and emotionally draining, it had been a while since they got to spend any sort of quality time together, and it was starting to show.
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Casey was getting more and more antsy as the drinks continued to flow that night, brushing touches around Alex’s back and up her leg under the table became slowly less brushing. She wanted nothing more than to get her partner home to have her all to herself. But Alex would barely acknowledge the gestures, desperate to keep up her image in public, in front of the squad, with only an occasional smile her way.
But the more Casey drank, the less she cared. Their relationship was no secret, and neither was her need for attention.
She finally got her chance at their round, the two of them heading to the bar together to order. They were served by a particularly tall, dark and handsome, whose lingering glances towards the redhead were met with shy giggles and hair twirling like a besotted teenager.
“Special occasion, is it?” He asked her. He could probably tell the rest of their group were cops from a mile off, but he didn’t need the gory details.
“Uh, it’s my birthday?” Casey smirked, biting her lip and glancing to her side to scan for Alex’s reaction. It still wouldn’t come, just another placated smile in its place. But Casey could tell she was thinking, plotting away. She figured she’d find out soon enough.
“Really? Which drink’s yours?” He asked, pointing to the growing number of glasses being placed on the tray in front of her.
“That one.” She pointed to one of the glasses of scotch on the rocks.
“How about…” He took the glass from the tray and gently slid it along the bar and into her hands. “… We make this one on the house, birthday girl?”
Casey feigned a surprised gasp, knowing the interaction would finally be riling the blonde up, making her green with envy in all the right ways. She knew Alex could always tell when she was pretending. Plus, anything for a free drink, really.
“Well thank you, you’re very sweet.”
Alex got the cash for the rest of the round and handed it over, waiting for him to disappear out of earshot before leaning into whisper.
“You are in for it when we get home.” She murmured in Casey’s ear.
Casey’s eyes lit up and she bit her lip. That was all she’d wanted to hear, all night.
“You promise?” She gasped a very real gasp this time.
“It’s been a while, and I think it’s justified.” Alex’s eyes darkened. “You obviously need a reminder who you belong to.”
Casey couldn’t help the devious smile emerging on the corners of her lips, her heart doing leaps at the prospect.
Alex finally picked up the tray and turned back, but not before she nodded to the glass in Casey’s hands. “Drink that, then we’re getting out of here.”
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Casey could barely keep her hands to herself in the cab home, but at least Alex was a little more receptive to them in the relatively more private backseat. Squeezing at each other’s thighs, gentle kisses to each other’s necks, trying as best they could to keep quiet until they were safely behind the locked door of their apartment.
They really did miss each other, and they let their hunger show before they even reached the bedroom. Alex moved first, wrapping her hands around Casey’s waist and pulling her close until there was no space left between them, feeling each other’s breaths and heaving chests before diving onto her lips, lustfully devouring as much of the redhead as she could. Alex pulled at Casey’s blouse, guiding them until her back was against the wall in the hallway.
Their lips only parted to allow Alex to move down Casey’s jaw, leaving wet, lingering kisses until she settled into her neck, nipping and suckling at the supple skin, determined to leave her mark and relishing in her soft whines.
“You okay?” She asked softly.
“Never better…” Casey panted with a smile.
“Good.”
Alex’s hands made light work of Casey’s shirt and the redhead of hers, feverishly pulling at buttons until both fell to the floor. Their lips crashed together again, as Alex took Casey by the arms and spun her so her back was now against the wall.
Casey gasped at the sudden movement, pulling the blonde closer and looping her arms around her neck, their tongues swallowing each other’s moans.
Alex reached around, her fingertips lightly tracing down Casey’s back and she smirked at how easily the other woman shivered from the spark of her touch. She unzipped Casey’s skirt, allowing her to shimmy out of it until it dropped around her feet and she kicked it away. Casey felt the blonde sneak a hand under her panties, and more light, teasing touches to her folds that made her whimper.
“Oh, God, I—”
Casey was cut off by Alex’s grip changing down there, from gentle flicks to a firmer pinch, a thumb pressing into her clit, her pants morphing into another loud gasp in her throat, sparks already shooting through her core.
“You think you get a free pass, teasing me like that all night?” Her fingers started to move again, curling slowly through Casey’s heat, circling at her entrance. “Who does this pussy belong to?” She husked darkly.
“You… ‘S all yours…” Casey replied quietly, already squirming against the wall, at the prospect of Alex’s fingers being where she wanted them most, her grip on the blonde’s shoulders tightening.
Alex took a moment to pull Casey’s panties from her hips, letting them fall around her ankles before she finally took the plunge, sinking a finger in and relishing in how wet Casey was already.
“That’s right, it’s all mine… Don’t you forget that…”
The finger started to curl as she slowly pumped it in and out, keeping up the pressure with her thumb on the redhead’s clit, circling at the nerves and watching Casey shiver in place.
“That’s my good girl…”
Alex soon added another finger, muffling Casey’s moans with another searing kiss, feeling her get more and more slick while the blonde stretched her digits out within her, walls throbbing around them as Casey moaned and cried out in pleasure, forcing their lips to part.
Casey’s skin started to flush and breaths quickened with her heart rate, getting closer and closer to her peak.
“Please, Alex, please…”
Alex tsked in her ear. “Not yet, baby…" She whispered. "Don’t you wanna cum on my cock?”
“God yeah, yeah, yeah…”
Casey groaned at the sudden emptiness as Alex pulled out her fingers. Her eyes rolled back and her pussy fluttered for more, her own arousal starting to drip down the inside of her thigh.
“Don’t worry…” Alex kept her voice low, dripping with lust. “I’ll make it worth your while.” She took the redhead by the hand and led her down the hall, the two of them giggling with excitement, into the darkness of their bedroom.
Casey was on her the second the door closed, desperately chasing her heat again, unzipping Alex’s pants and pinning her to the door by the hips. She moved to give a soft, brushing kiss, but Alex’s lips wouldn’t budge.
“Patience, sweetheart… Patience…”
“Please… Missed you…” Casey murmured in her ear, running her tongue over and leaving soothing kisses down the blonde’s neck. Casey's hands wandered to her back, unclasping Alex’s bra for her and tossing it somewhere behind them before whipping off her own in the same direction. Her hands moved back around to Alex’s chest, massaging at the tender flesh, pulling the quietest of moans from her as larger gropes morphed into little twists and pinches at her nipples.
“So you want me… All to yourself, huh?” Alex’s breath hitched in her throat, struggling to keep control of herself. “Earn it… Earn it.” She put her hands on each of Casey’s shoulders, guiding her away from her neck and pushing her gently onto her knees.
“Yes, mommy…”
Casey looked up at her with wide, obedient eyes and a sly smile, running her hands up Alex’s thighs and licking her lips, running her fingers through the waistband of Alex’s panties and pulling them down, allowing her to kick them off. Casey quickly followed her wandering hands with warm kisses through the inside of Alex’s thigh, her nose barely brushing against her heat before working her way down the other leg, gently suckling, nibbling, worshipping every inch her mouth landed on.
“Are you going to be this bratty all night?” Alex panted, her legs trembling with anticipation and her gaze rolling up to the ceiling.
Casey lifted Alex’s leg and rested it over her shoulder, giving her better access to the other woman’s heat, already glistening. She nestled her face into the slit, laying slow, broad strokes through Alex’s pussy, glancing up to gauge her reactions.
She was spurred on by Alex’s heaving breaths and soft moans above her, alternating between lapping up her essence and suckling on her folds, the redhead’s satisfied hums vibrating against them and turning Alex on even more.
Alex had one hand gripping the doorframe for balance and the other tangled into Casey’s hair on the back of her head, guiding her deeper as Alex’s hips started to rock against her face,
“Oh right there, baby, right there… Oh my God…”
Casey pawed a hand at Alex’s entrance, easily sliding in two fingers to compliment the movement of her mouth, curling them towards her as they quickly grew slick, picking up the pace of her tongue, glancing up again for approval and humming into her.
“That’s it, that’s it… Just like that…” The blonde murmured, staring Casey down through dark, hooded lids, her pants quickening and skin starting to glisten. “Fu-uck…”
Alex’s hips rutted in the air, chasing her peak and burying Casey’s face deeper into her with every roll. Her mewls got louder and louder until her orgasm burst through her core, her walls clenching around Casey’s fingers, forcing her to slow, coaxing Alex through it and gripping the thigh over her shoulder with her free hand as it trembled.
Casey gently slid out her soaking wet digits and manoeuvred Alex’s thigh from over her and back onto solid ground before pushing herself back up to standing. She looked Alex in the eye as she seductively sucked her own fingers clean and kissed her feverishly, her own pleasure still longing.
“That’s my good girl…” Alex whispered as her heart rate slowed, groaning as they shared the taste of herself on their lips, her hand coming up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind Casey’s ear. “… So good for me.”
“Need you… Inside me… Please…” Casey said longingly, her pleading interspersed by their dancing tongues.
“You think you’ve earned it?” Alex asked, gently guiding Casey toward the bed, hands now firmly planted on and groping at the redhead’s ass, answering her own question but waiting for Casey’s response regardless.
“I’ll be good… I’ll be so good for you…” She said, climbing on top of the bed and sitting up by the pillows, rubbing her thighs together as Alex tossed her the towel to lay out. She then watched her reach into the basket in their closet, pulling out the strap and stepping into the harness.
“You’re gonna be my good girl? Yeah?” Alex stalked back toward her, leaning on top of the bed to kiss Casey again before climbing on beside her. She watched Casey shuffle down it, unsure what she was planning.
“Let me warm you up…?” Casey said, already settling between Alex’s knees with a hand around the plastic. She stared up at Alex as she ran her tongue around the tip, leaving a trail of spittle at the end of each lick, getting longer and longer until she left one final, broad stroke up the shaft. Her whole mouth sank down onto the toy, slurping and bobbing her head in tandem with her fisting hand, but still glancing up with wide eyes. Her makeup was already beginning to run, mascara smudged under her eyes, lipstick smearing down her chin and all over Alex’s cock.
“That’s a good girl, that’s it take it, take it.”
Alex gave a light thrust of her hips, the noises Casey made as the tip of the toy hit the back of her throat only spurring them on.
Casey’s free hand disappeared from view and her moans got louder around the toy, her eyes fluttering shut. Alex reached around to cup under her chin and pull her off, raising a curious brow.
“You better not be touching yourself, we had a deal.”
“Please, mommy…” Casey mewled, crawling up the bed and caging Alex beneath her, bending down for a brushing kiss. “Please fuck me.”
Alex’s expression softened, returning the kiss before she whispered. “… Only if you behave yourself… I’ve missed you too, and I don’t wanna punish you tonight.”
“I’ll be so good, I promise, mommy…” Casey breathed, rolling her hips and feeling the toy lightly brush against her. “I promise, I promise I’ll be your good girl…”
Alex held Casey by the arms and rolled her over onto her back, settling into the fluffy towel beneath her as Alex stroked at her hair again, running her thumb under Casey’s eye to clean up some of her smeared makeup.
“You earned this baby, you worked so hard…” Alex whispered with a quick peck to Casey’s earlobe as she held the base of the toy, dragging it slowly through Casey’s folds before thrusting her hips into her, causing them both to let out loud, low groans that echoed through the room.
Casey’s arms and legs wrapped around the blonde as they settled into a pace, the noises from her sopping wet cunt and the rocking bedframe only disguised by their strings of swearing and guttural moans.
Her eyes rolled back as she writhed underneath Alex, gasping as every thrust curled into her g-spot and her heat finally started to build again, one of her hands moving to grasp at Alex’s wrist to let her know she was close. Instead Alex changed to a painfully slow, gentle pace that only riled up the redhead.
“Please…! Please…!” She gasped.
“Please, what?” Alex smirked, kissing Casey’s neck.
“Please let me cum, mommy, please let me cum…!” She begged, grasping her other hand into Alex’s roots, her frustration more than evident on her reddening face.
“Since you asked so nicely… Cum for me, baby girl, cum for mommy.”
Alex’s thrusts grew deeper as she picked up the pace again, Casey’s breath hitching with each pump until her back arched off the bed, her orgasm finally crashing over her as she cried out with pleasure, shuddering as Alex slowly pulled out from her.
She barely had time to come back down to earth before the other woman started again, ducking between her thighs and rubbing two fingers over her clit.
Her thighs kept shaking, panting through the burning overstimulation, grasping at the towel, her hips rolling and stuttering through it until she couldn’t take it anymore.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…!”
“You can do it baby, you’ve got it in you, come on… Cum for me… Cum for me…”
Casey screamed as she squirted, soaking Alex’s fingers and the towel beneath them. Alex smiled at the sight of her handiwork, reducing Casey to a shivering, gasping mess on their bed before ducking between her legs again, gently lapping up the mess she’d made of herself down there and coaxing her through.
“That’s my good fucking girl…” Alex murmured, lifting her mouth from her with a final, crude slurp and kissing her way back up Casey’s body, now breaking out in a sheer, shining sweat. “So good for me…” She said, kissing Casey softly on her lips before crashing down beside her, shimmying out of the harness and dropping the strap to the floor to deal with later.
They wrapped their arms around each other’s warm bodies and stayed close for a while, laying kisses in each other’s hair and basking in the closeness.
“You always treat me so good.” Casey whispered, her lingering breaths into Alex’s ear as she kissed into her neck, making the fine hairs stand on end.
“You deserve it, baby.” Alex replied, kissing the top of Casey’s head. “You need anything?”
“I’m good, I’m good…” Casey hummed, nuzzling into Alex’s chest. She could’ve stayed like that all night, if her naked body didn’t start to shiver as it cooled.
“You want me to draw you a bath?”
Casey sighed when she realised she had to move. “I can get it…” She said with a groan as she sat up, reaching back to take Alex’s hand. “Will you join me?”
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