Otalia fic - Grade School Antics
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calliopes_museTitle: Grade School Antics
Fandom: Otalia
Rating: NC-17
Warning: My Olivia and Natalia aren’t chaste BFF’s. Oh no, they both know what they want and don’t mind going for it.
Disclaimer: Yeah, they belong to CBS (FUCBS!), P&G, and Telenext.
A/N: This had to be done.
Natalia pulled at the thin straps of her dress and adjusted herself as she looked in the mirror. She slid on her black stilettos and gave herself one last look in the mirror.
“This is it, Rivera. Last chance to get through.”
She had tried everything to get through to Olivia. All she got for her efforts was being smacked down repeatedly. She knew she had made mistakes, and she wanted to fix them, make up for them, make amends to Olivia somehow. But she was running out of options on how to do it. This was her last move…pure seduction. Her most cleavage showing blouse, a short skirt. Her fuck me pumps. Red nails. Curled hair. If seduction didn’t work...damn it, she couldn’t even think that way. No, this had to work.
She walked…no strutted, changing her walk slightly for the change in mindset, into Towers. Knowing Olivia better than most, she thought the odds of finding her at a bar was pretty high right now.
Sure enough as she looked through the doors, she saw Olivia’s back to her and she was laughing, heartily. She missed that laugh. She missed the happiness they had once had and she felt a surge of regret pass through her.
It never occurred to her to consider who Olivia was with or what she was doing being so…happy, but when she saw Matt’s face come into view, a surge of anger and jealousy so profound rushed through Natalia’s blood that she didn’t even sense herself moving toward the table. She didn’t feel her shoulder bump the waiter she passed or hear the tray of food hit the floor. All she saw was the smirking dimples of Matt Reardon drop and get replaced by fear as she got closer, his eyes bugging out at the look on her face.
“We need to talk, Olivia. Can we go somewhere?” Olivia looked her up and down slowly and Natalia saw the forced movement of her neck as she swallowed. Something else rushed through Natalia’s blood at that look from Olivia. Whatever she said at that moment wouldn’t matter. Natalia knew that Olivia desired her, wanted her.
Olivia forced her eyes away, but they shuttled back quickly to Natalia’s long legs, “I can’t right now. I’m on a date with Matt. Maybe I can call you later.”
“No, now.”
Olivia gritted her teeth, “I don’t think so. Say what you have to say and go.”
Natalia crossed her arms and cocked an eyebrow at Olivia, “I really don’t think you want me to say this…here.” She gestured to the crowd now watching them and Matt sitting there looking very uncomfortable.
“Olivia, what’s going on?” Matt whispered.
“Nothing. Absolutely nothing,” she said acidly to get her point across to Natalia.
“Is that what falling in love is to you, Olivia? Nothing?”
“Natalia…,” Olivia warned.
“What? You know you go on and on about me being too afraid to pursue this relationship or running out of fear. But what are you doing, Olivia? Why do you want me to be quiet? Are you afraid of all these people knowing you love me, and I know you do, or is it just that you don’t want them to think you have the hots for a woman, that you want to take me to bed and make love to me?” Olivia was visibly red and her hands were shaking.
She finally stood and stayed toe-to-toe with Natalia, “That’s enough, Natalia!”
They stared into each other’s eyes as the energy in the room was sucked into their vortex and everyone was held spellbound by the drama playing out in front of them.
“It’ll never be enough, Olivia. This back and forth, tit for tat, hand-holding, face caressing, BFF crap will NEVER be enough for me. Don’t you see that? I left, yes, and I’m sorry. I abandoned you and I shouldn’t have. I didn’t trust in you enough to turn to when I was scared and that was wrong of me. But there was NEVER a moment when I didn’t want you, didn’t need you or yearn for you.”
Natalia moved her body in even closer, their breasts brushing against each other through the fabric of their clothes. She caught the small whimper from Olivia, “Every moment I was gone, I dreamed about you, about us…together. I fantasized about you and ached for you. I came back for you, for us, just so I could do this.”
She brushed the back of her fingers along Olivia’s jaw, shivering at the shudder she felt pass through Olivia’s body at her touch. She ran her fingers along the nape of Olivia’s neck, caressing the soft hairs there, and leaned close brushing her lips over Olivia’s cheek, barely touching her flushed skin.
Her voice was a strained whisper, hovering close to Olivia’s ear, “I want you, and I’ll take you, right here, right now on this table in front of God, Matt, and half of Springfield if that’s what it takes to prove my love for you. But I’d rather have you in my bed.”
Olivia’s head dropped to Natalia’s shoulder, her eyes closed, “God, Natalia.”
“Let’s get out of here.”
Natalia took her hand and quickly rushed her from Towers before either of them could change their minds or talk too much. In the parking lot, she fumbled with her car keys trying to hurry when Olivia spun her around.
“You don’t want to do this.”
Natalia’s dark eyes snapped with new fury, “Don’t you dare tell me what I do and don’t want. It makes you no better than Frank or Rafe when you do that. So stop.”
When Olivia again opened her mouth to argue, Natalia surged forward, claiming her lips with a force she didn’t know she had. She pulled at the hair tangled in her fingers, making Olivia gasp and open her mouth more. Natalia took the opportunity and slipped her tongue into Olivia’s hot mouth. She tugged at the hair and wrapped her other arm around Olivia’s waist, turning her until she was against the side of her car.
She could feel the pounding of their hearts as Olivia pulled her close, her hands gripping roughly at Natalia’s ass, trying desperately to get closer.
Natalia broke the kiss and grazed her teeth down the side of Olivia’s neck, nipping and sucking at the tender skin. The hand on Olivia’s neck held her firmly in place as Natalia feasted on her skin, dipping lower until her tongue teased at the dip at the base of her neck. Olivia moaned and her head fell back against the car. With her hands now free, Natalia spread her palms out over Olivia’s breasts, shivering at the sensation of the nipples pebbling up against the material.
“So good. This is so good.” She easily slipped a button loose on Olivia’s shirt and teased down her cleavage with one finger until she got to the next one. She wasn’t kissing her now but leaning her forehead against Olivia’s chest and watching as more and more of Olivia’s beautiful body came into view.
“I thought you wanted me in your bed.”
“I do want you in my bed…eventually. But there are so many places between here and there to try out.” Natalia undid the last button and playfully let her fingers tease the soft skin above Olivia’s bellybutton. “You have an outie.”
Olivia smirked, “What do you have?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.” With that, Natalia raised her head to look at Olivia. With the moonlight coming down, she looked almost etheral, like a goddess come to life. She kissed her again then. This time slowly and deliberately.
She dipped her hand beneath the thin material of Olivia’s bra and teased Olivia’s nipple between two fingers. Olivia gasped and broke the kiss, and Natalia moved the material aside and in one fluid motion took the nipple in her mouth as her thigh came up to press against Olivia.
“Oh my God! Na…Natalia.” She looked up from her ministrations on Olivia’s breast to find blazing green eyes staring back at her. For a moment, Natalia wondered what it would be like to look down her own body and see Olivia loving her like this. The mental image propelled her forward again for another long kiss. Olivia’s hands seemed to be everywhere as she tugged at the material of Natalia’s skirt, eventually flipping her around until her back was against the cold metal of the car.
Natalia was getting lost in the feel of Olivia’s hands on her body and her lips teasing the tender skin of her neck. She let her long fingers tangle into Olivia’s hair, holding her close as her hips began to rock slowly against Olivia’s thigh, loving the feel of the slow building pressure.
Olivia grazed her fingers along the outside of Natalia’s thighs, gradually hiking her skirt up higher and higher. Natalia held on for dear life as Olivia slipped her fingers along her hip and around to the front of her thigh, teasing lightly between her legs.
“O…Olivia, maybe we should…go somewhere.”
Olivia chuckled, “Oh no, you started this with your ‘plenty of places between here and there’ and ‘no, now’ talk. Now it’s time to put up or shut up.”
Olivia effortlessly pushed aside the thin material of Natalia’s panties and slid her fingers into the wet heat waiting for her, “Oh dear God…Olivia.”
Natalia’s head fell back against the car and she grabbed at Olivia’s arm, feeling the muscles clench and tighten with each stroke, and she felt like her heart was going to pound out of her chest and her head spun. She couldn’t believe this was really happening. Olivia was really here, really touching her, really loving her the way she’d been dreaming about for so long.
She could feel the sensations coming at her from all sides, folding in on her, crashing down one after the other, until it imploded on her and sent her flying apart in Olivia’s arms. She came around to the awareness that her head was on Olivia’s shoulder, her hand still had a relentless grip on her forearm, and Olivia’s fingers were still buried deep within her, and for the first time, she felt at peace. She was exactly where she knew she was supposed to be. All the bad decisions and missteps weren’t mistakes at all. Every step they took brought them here and she wouldn’t change a thing.
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Date: 2009-08-30 06:04 am (UTC)Woo-eee
Date: 2009-08-30 06:18 am (UTC)I know you, like I, have been upset that Otalia has been neutered. A few of us at TWOP have started a Twitter blitz to last all this week to express our disdain of and to the TPTB. Details have been posted in the fan campaign section of BPD. Just wanted you to know that a lot of us are sharing the frustration and upset.
Thanks again for your lovely fics.
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Date: 2009-08-30 06:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-30 07:48 am (UTC)Is it hot in here? Wow.
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Date: 2009-08-30 09:43 am (UTC)I think I can see again...
My ears are still ringing hun.
Bravo!!
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Date: 2009-08-30 10:39 am (UTC)I...that...it...whoa...there are no words.....
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Date: 2009-08-30 06:03 pm (UTC)(The only thing that bothered me was the "outie" thing haha. I had a traumatic experience when I was a kid with belly buttons...)
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Date: 2009-09-04 12:46 am (UTC)Erin