calliopes_muse

Title: Taking the Bull by the Horns, 2/2

Fandom: Otalia

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: Up through the 4/17/09 episode.

Summary: Set after the gazebo scene. Natalia’s had enough of Olivia.

A/N: I don’t know where this came from except that I LOVE fiesty!Natalia and I didn’t want her to play nice with Olivia anymore. What can I say, I was PMS’ing last night, and Olivia and Natalia got in the way of it.

Part 2

“God…,” Olivia leaned against the wall breathless and stunned as she watched Natalia practically preen as she walked out of her office. She slumped into her chair again, letting the exchange with Natalia play back through her mind, when it hit her.

“Holy crap! Home? Bed?” Olivia yanked up her coat and purse and practically sprinted to her car. Hopefully, Natalia thought to cancel her 2:30 appointment because right now, she didn’t really care if it was the Second Coming of Christ, she was going home.

She pulled into the drive and was disappointed when she didn’t see Natalia’s car. Oh well, good opportunity to show her my better self. She knew where to find the candles and the lighter, and perhaps she had time to run a nice hot bath for both of them. The roguish smile tumbled as she entered to find lit candles already spread everywhere. She didn’t see Natalia and it was noticeably silent in the house.

She rounded the corner by the fireplace and was taken by surprise when a hand reached out for her. In moments, she was back in a familiar position with her back to the wall dividing the kitchen from the living room. Small and sure hands were all over her, and a hungry mouth was licking and nipping at the dip in her cleavage.

Instinctively, she reached to wrap her fingers in the long dark hair pulling Natalia up to her. They kissed feverishly, and Olivia only had one chance to murmur a half-hearted resistance when Natalia wrapped her arms around her waist and lowered her mouth to Olivia’s exposed neck.

“Natal…uh…are you…? Oh Lord, are you sure?” Natalia swept back over her mouth answering with a deep kiss that shot through Olivia down to her core, making her throb and ache. When Natalia broke from her, Olivia grunted from the loss of contact. “Jesus, Natalia! Your…,” she was lost in the blazing dark eyes that openly ravished her with promises of so much more.

Olivia didn’t care anymore. She wanted Natalia fiercely. Her fingers itched to touch the bare skin and her mouth watered at the very idea of where she wanted it to wander. Olivia stripped off her coat and started to unbutton her blouse, taking two steps toward Natalia, who backed up coyly, happy to play this cat and mouse game with Olivia.

Olivia reached for the collar on Natalia’s shirt being none too gentle with the buttons as one snapped and went flying across the room. Natalia busied herself with Olivia’s slacks, tucking her fingers into the waistband and pulling her close. She tugged at the stubborn button, smiling into the kiss Olivia had started. When Olivia broke the kiss and caressed her lips down the slope of Natalia’s jaw, Natalia slowly undid the zipper of Olivia’s pants, making her gasp.

“I thought you wanted me in our bed,” Olivia whispered into Natalia’s ear, never stopping the slow, steady kisses on the skin just underneath.

Natalia smiled, “I said in our house AND in our bed. That means anywhere in the house...many, many times.”

Olivia chuckled, “God, I do love you so!”

“Prove it.” Natalia slipped her hands around the inside of the waistband of the loosened pants and cupped Olivia’s ass, fitting their bodies closer together. Natalia had every intention of eventually getting to their bedroom, but they barely made it halfway up the stairs before her shirt and bra were thrown somewhere over the banister and she distinctively remembered the words “oh hell with it” going through her head.

She pushed Olivia’s pants down to her knees, causing her to lose her balance and thump down onto the stairs gracelessly. Natalia quickly slid them the rest of the way down and threw them at the bottom of the stairs. She didn’t pay attention or even care that Olivia’s heels were still on as she maneuvered her way between the other woman’s thighs, where Olivia didn’t waste a moment taking advantage of Natalia being slightly above her to take a breast into her hot mouth.

Natalia almost fainted at the unexpected sensation and she braced herself against a step behind Olivia’s shoulders, “Dear God, Olivia!” Her hips were in motion against her unconscious will. She needed contact as the ache traveled from her breasts to between her thighs. She could feel the wetness pooling and thought briefly that she should be embarrassed by her reaction, by this desperate, animalistic need to have Olivia completely. When Olivia scraped her teeth over a painfully erect nipple, she no longer cared.

She reached down between Olivia’s thighs, cupping her and pressing a little with her middle finger, making Olivia gasp and buck against her. It was the break Natalia was looking for. She slid down taking her body out of contact with Olivia. In time, Olivia would have her chance with Natalia, but right now, the younger woman had an agenda. She wanted Olivia desperately and she refused to be distracted no matter how pleasant the distraction was.

Natalia watched the other woman’s face as she pressed three fingers against the wet fabric barely covering her. When Olivia pushed against her hand sending her message loud and clear, Natalia locked eyes with her. The moment was electric as Olivia waited in anticipation wondering if Natalia would really have the nerve to fuck her right there on the stairs. The hesitation was so long she assumed Natalia had changed her mind. Then quick fingers tugged the thin material aside and slipped into her wetness, teasing at the opening.

Oh, Christ, she is going to do it…right here, on the fucking stairs. Olivia’s eyes fluttered shut and her head fell back as Natalia’s fingers inched closer to their destination. She gripped the banister waiting in anticipation. When Natalia finally entered her, the force of her reaction caused the wood under her hand to crack slightly.

Olivia’s voice was a strained growl, “Oh, Jesus, Natalia…augh.”

Natalia pulled herself up and putting the weight of her hips into it, drove her fingers in to the knuckle. Olivia sucked in air in a rough gasp. She couldn’t take her eyes off of the woman above her with her eyes hooded by the feeling of this new desire.

“You feel so good…this…this feels so good,” Natalia barely got the words out around the lump in her throat. This was nothing like what she expected. She expected Olivia’s fire and passion, even had planned clever ways to deflect the intensity of the moment, but she never expected to be on the giving end of this, to feel this primal drive to feed Olivia’s darkest, deepest needs. She wanted to give her everything and hold back nothing. Not only did she want this, Natalia needed this. She needed Olivia to abandon herself, let herself go, break down her own barriers and let Natalia in.

Natalia pumped harder and faster, using her hips as extra leverage, and she marveled at the tactile sensation of slick skin and the ridges, dips, and valleys inside Olivia and the auditory stimulation of Olivia’s breathy whimpers and throaty vulgar curses. Any other time, Natalia would have chastised her for the vulgarities, but these only drove her harder, urging her to work harder to elicit more and more from the sweating body below her. Sensory overload was hitting her from all directions making her lightheaded.

She saw the tears forming at the corner of Olivia’s closed eyes. No, we could have none of this. She wanted all of Olivia. She couldn’t have her hiding behind anymore walls.

“Look at me, Olivia,” Natalia slowed the movement of her hand, but didn’t stop, “Look at me.” It was a gentle command that Olivia couldn’t resist, laced with something far deeper than sexual need.

When the darkened green eyes turned to Natalia and finally focusing on her, the younger woman smiled and leaned down to kiss her, gently on each cheek and forehead.

“I love you, Olivia. I love you with every part of me, everything that I have been and will be, everything that you’ve made me. I’m so much better for loving you, and I want to give you all the love you deserve. But I could live a million lifetimes with you and I still don’t think it would be enough to give you all you deserve.”

Natalia leaned down again and softly kissed each eyelid, her hand continuing to keep Olivia’s body close to the edge with slow and steadfast movements. Natalia picked up the pace again, letting her hips set the rhythm, as she dipped her head low. She nuzzled along Olivia’s elegant neck, waiting for the knowing shift in the body below her.

When Olivia’s breathing picked up and a hand blindly reached for her to hold her close, she said the words Olivia had been needing to hear, “Let go. Let me love you.”

Olivia couldn’t stop the reaction of her body to the words, “Na…Natalia…oh God! I…oh God…I love you!” Her back arched as the gentle fingers firmly pushed her over the edge, again and again.