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Olivia was always angry, angry at Elliot leaving, angry at the people asking her every goddamn day if she was okay. Angry more so at herself for allowing herself to be like this by his departure. He didn't even say a word, and that's what she couldn't wrap her mind around. She had been his partner, his best friend, the one that always pulled his fucking head out of his ass when he was being an asshole. She could call him out on his bullshit, and nine times out of ten, he would listen to her. Try to take a step back. She knew almost everything about him; his favorite foods, what he dreamed of, who and what he despised the most. They spent the last ten years of their lives side by side, almost everyday, she couldn't fucking believe it.

So she did what she knew best: drink. She drank more than she liked to, and never let on to how much she had if she saw someone she knew at the bar. She needed a new spot, somewhere quiet, somewhere where no one knew who she was, and somewhere where people would stop ask her how she's doing.

But then there was Alex. Alex and her goddamn legs for days, the beautiful smile that always lit up the room, when she was in a good mood of course. There was no denying the attraction Olivia felt between them. There had been a few nights where one of them thought that they would end up with their clothes all over the floor, but they never allowed themselves to fully cross that line.

Olivia didn't mind when Alex checked in on her, she appreciated it. She knew Alex meant well, and she knew that she couldn't stand the thought of being angry with her for just being there. At least someone was there for her.

Alex had been wearing more skirts lately, the weather was getting warmer, and spring time in the city was beautiful. Of course, Olivia took notice, but she wasn't complaining. 

It had been a late night for Olivia, and she knew that she was the only one left in the squad room. She tried to bury herself in paperwork when she could, it kept her mind off the fact that her so called best friend left her hanging. 

The sound of heels filled the empty space and Olivia knew it was Alex. She glanced down at her watch, and then glanced back up at the room, Alex walking towards her. 

"I knew I'd find you here." Alex smiled, placing her bag on her lap as she sat on the edge of Olivia's desk. Alex had done this plenty of times, but the fucking skirt that she was wearing was much shorter, and didn't leave much room to the imagination when she sat down and it hiked up higher on her thighs.

Olivia cleared her throat and her eyes met Alex's, she smiled and sat back in her chair. "And what do I owe the pleasure, counselor?" Olivia questioned.

"I'm taking you out for a drink, and you're not getting out of it. You've avoided my last three invites and it's Friday night. Let's go." Alex ordered and it left Olivia speechless. She quickly locked her things up and grabbed her coat and bag and followed Alex to her car.

"Anyone who dates you must be annoyed at how bossy you are, huh?" Olivia smirked and buckled.

Alex laughed and rolled her eyes, "Wouldn't you like to find out?" Alex teased and headed to their usual spot.


It hadn't taken more than a few beers and a shot of whiskey for Olivia to start to feel it, and she knew that Alex was too. She knew that Alex wasn't a big drinker, but she went drink for drink. 

"I know you hate being asked..." Alex started.

"Then don't ask." Olivia laughed. She knew that Alex meant well, but she didn't want to think about him.

Alex smiled and reached over to grab her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I know, I just.. Couldn't imagine... Leaving like that? Leaving behind you?" Alex shook her head and pulled her hand away.

Olivia raised her brow and sat back in the booth. "Me?" Olivia questioned.

Alex felt the heat creep up her neck, she was definitely drunk, and definitely should not be having this conversation. "Y'know... You're great, Liv. You've been such a great friend to me, and I really cherish our relationship, I know I can always rely on you.. I don't know." Alex spoke, looking down at her lap and then back up at Olivia.

"If I didn't know better, counselor, I'd think you're trying to flirt with me." Olivia grinned and leaned in towards the table.

Alex laughed and rolled her eyes, "Is it that obvious?" 

Olivia bit her lip and smiled. "Order me another? I'm going to run to the bathroom." 

Alex nodded and watched her get up, she laughed a little seeing her trying to balance herself.

"Shut up." Olivia called over her shoulder and disappeared into the bathroom.

Alex smirked and finished off her drink. She glanced around the bar, the crowd had started to die down, and she knew no one would notice if they had both disappeared for a moment. Despite her better judgment, she followed the brunette into the bathroom. 

"Liv?" Alex asked as she walked into the tiny bathroom.

"I can't pee alone?" Olivia asked and appeared from the stall and washed her hands.

Alex smiled and stood there, not knowing what to say. She did follow her into the bathroom for a reason, but she wasn't sure if that reason should be explored here.

"You okay, counselor?" Olivia asked and looked at Alex.

"You sure love using my title, huh?" Alex's eyes were glassed over, but she saw the spark in the dim light.

Olivia leaned against the counter for a moment and took in the sight of the blonde in front of her and she was the one to make the move.

Olivia took a step towards her and grabbed her hips, pulling Alex against her body, her lips crashing against the blondes. Alex was taken back, but quickly eased into the kiss, a moan escaping her mouth. 

Alex's hands quickly found their way to Olivia's hair, her fingers gently pulling at the base of her skull, earning a moan from Olivia. Olivia pushed Alex up on to the counter, her lips never leaving Alex's.

Olivia's hands made their way up her bare thighs, feeling the little goosebumps that surfaced over the smooth skin. She pushed her skirt up, her hips centered with Alex's legs.

"Liv.." Alex moaned against her mouth, pulling her as close to her as she possibly could.

"You and those fucking skirts you wear all the time. You drive me crazy, you know that?" Olivia husked against lips.

Alex laughed and placed her hand on Olivia's cheek for a moment and looked at her. "I thought you'd never notice." She grinned and her lips were back on Olivia's, making her way across her jaw and down her neck.

Olivia groaned in pleasure, her fingers digging into the sides of her thighs. She pushed the skirt up higher, finally revealing the black lace panties below. Olivia's fingers glided across the fabric of her slit and earned another moan from Alex. 

"Please." Alex begged, gently biting Olivia's earlobe. Olivia felt chills run through her body and she kissed her again and slid the fabric to the side, one finger slowly dipping into her core, and then another. 

Alex moaned at the contact and her body fell onto Olivia's instantly, moving her hips with Olivia's thrusts.

Olivia held one leg at her hip while her fingers pumped into Alex, she knew that she was close. Not in either of their wildest dreams could they have imagined their first time having sex was going to be them being drunk in a semi-nice bar with the chance of getting caught. It turned them on even more. 

"Come for me." Olivia purred into Alex's ear and that's all the attorney needed before she was climaxing against the detectives fingers. Alex cried out as the orgasm top over her body. She buried her face into Olivia's neck and rode out her orgasm. 

Olivia slowly pulled out her fingers, Alex whimpering at the feeling, staying against Olivia's body for another moment while she came down from her high.

"I.. Uh.. Wow." Alex laughed, finally meeting Olivia's eyes.

Olivia bit her lip and smirked, and leaned in to kiss Alex again.

"Can we get out of here so I can do that where we might not get caught and both of us go to jail?" Olivia smirked again and Alex grinned.

"I think I like the idea of getting caught.."