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PAIRING:CASEY NOVAK & ALEX CABOT SUMMARY:CASEY TEASES ALEX WHILE SHE'S AT WORK CAUTION:18+, SMUT WC:2.6k

Alex had been on edge since the first picture came through that morning: Casey standing in front of the mirror, nothing but black briefs slung low on her hips, the thick outline of her cock straining against the fabric. The accompanying text had been simple, cocky: Thinking about you, baby.

She’d tried to ignore it, tried to focus on the case in front of her, but Casey wasn’t letting up. Another image followed while she was in court - a close-up this time, Casey palming herself through her boxers, a teasing glimpse of flushed skin peeking from the waistband.

By the time she was forced to sit through a mind-numbingly dull deposition, her phone vibrated again. This time, it was a video.

Alex had made the mistake of pressing play under the table. Casey’s voice, low and dripping with amusement, filled her ears through the privacy of her earbuds. Bet you're soaking through your panties right now, she murmured. The camera angle shifted, and Alex was greeted with the sight of Casey's cock - long, thick, already slick at the head as she lazily stroked herself.

Alex clenched her thighs together, swallowing a whimper. It took every ounce of self-control not to excuse herself and lock herself in the nearest bathroom. She wanted to scream. Or beg. Or just fucking leave, ditch the courtroom, her responsibilities, and go straight home where Casey was waiting.

But Casey knew she couldn’t. That was the worst part. The smugness in her texts, the casual confidence that Alex would be squirming in her seat, knowing she wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing about it until the day was over.

By the time Alex finally stepped into their apartment, she was flushed, practically shaking with pent-up frustration. Her briefcase hit the floor with a thud, her heels kicked off with barely a thought. Casey was waiting on the couch, sprawled out like she owned the place - like she hadn’t just spent the entire day torturing Alex beyond reason.

She was still dressed, but barely. Her sweatpants hung loose on her hips, the unmistakable bulge beneath them even more prominent than before. Her lips curled into a smirk as she stretched, feigning innocence.

"Long day, counselor?" she drawled, voice thick with amusement.

Alex didn’t bother answering. She was already moving, already dropping to her knees in front of Casey, hands trembling with need as she reached for her waistband.

A low chuckle rumbled from Casey’s throat. "That desperate, huh?" She reached down, fingers threading through Alex’s blonde hair, tilting her chin up to make her look at her.

Alex’s pupils were blown wide, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps. "You know I am," she whispered, voice wrecked. "You fucking knew what you were doing."

"Of course I did." Casey's thumb dragged across Alex's lower lip, pressing down just enough to make her mouth fall open. "And now you’re gonna show me how much you appreciate it, aren’t you?"

Alex barely had time to nod before Casey finally, finally, freed herself from her sweats.

Alex let out an audible gasp, her fingers digging into Casey’s thighs as she took in the sight in front of her. Casey was big - thick and flushed, her cock standing heavy against her stomach, the tip glistening with precum. She twitched slightly under Alex’s gaze, teasing her further with nothing but patience.

"What's the matter?" Casey mused, voice dripping with amusement. "Bigger than you remembered?"

Alex whimpered, her nails dragging against the soft fabric beneath her. "You're such an asshole," she muttered, but there was no real venom in it - only raw, desperate want.

Casey smirked. "And you love it."

Alex’s lips brushed against the flushed tip of Casey’s cock, her breath warm as she exhaled slowly, teasing, savoring the weight of it against her tongue before she truly indulged. The scent of Casey’s arousal filled her senses - heady, intoxicating, and exactly what she had been craving all goddamn day.

Above her, Casey’s fingers tightened in her hair, not yet guiding, but warning - an unspoken demand for Alex to quit stalling. "Come on, sweetheart," Casey murmured, voice thick with amusement and something darker, something that made Alex’s thighs clench together. "I didn’t spend all day making you drip just for you to get shy on me now."

Alex let out a shaky breath, her pride barely holding on by a thread. "Fuck you," she muttered - but the words lost their bite when she parted her lips and wrapped them around the tip, her tongue flicking over the bead of precum gathered there.

Casey let out a low, satisfied groan, her hips shifting just slightly, a silent encouragement. "That’s it," she murmured, the weight of her approval making Alex’s stomach clench with need. "Good girl."

The praise sent a rush of heat through Alex’s body, and she relaxed her jaw, taking Casey in deeper, inch by inch. Her mouth stretched around the sheer size of her, her lips soft and wet as they slid down the thick shaft. Casey was big, too big, really, and the stretch made Alex’s throat tighten, made her eyes flutter shut as she adjusted. But she didn’t stop. She wouldn’t stop.

She hollowed her cheeks, sucking slow and steady, her tongue dragging along the prominent vein running along the underside. A sharp inhale came from above her, followed by the faintest curse under Casey’s breath. Alex smirked around her, pride flaring in her chest.

"Don’t get cocky," Casey warned, her voice still smug but a little rougher, her grip tightening in Alex’s hair as if she needed to anchor herself. "You wanted this so bad so take it."

And then Casey rolled her hips forward, just slightly, pushing deeper. Alex’s eyes flew open, a muffled moan spilling from her throat as the head of Casey’s cock nudged against the back of her mouth. Her fingers dug into Casey’s thighs, nails pressing into the firm muscle, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she let herself sink further, let the heat of it consume her, let Casey fill her the way she had been desperate for all damn day.

"Fuck, baby," Casey groaned, her head tipping back against the couch. "You feel so fucking good."

Alex let her eyes flutter shut again, basking in the raw approval in Casey’s voice. She bobbed her head, setting a slow, teasing rhythm, sucking harder on the way up before sinking back down, letting the thick weight of Casey’s cock press against her tongue again and again.

Casey cursed, her composure beginning to fray. She pulled lightly at Alex’s hair, guiding her just a little faster, a little deeper. "That’s it," she murmured, her voice almost fond now, despite the rough edge of arousal coloring it. "Knew you’d be on your knees the second you walked through the door."

Alex moaned around her, the sound vibrating down Casey’s cock, pulling a sharp hiss from her lips.

"Yeah, you love this, don’t you?" Casey’s tone was teasing, but there was real hunger in it now, real pleasure curling in her gut. "You spent all day squirming in that chair, dripping through your panties, and now you finally get to do something about it."

Alex let out a muffled whimper, her fingers flexing against Casey’s thighs. She was soaked - ruined - but right now, nothing mattered except the weight of Casey’s cock in her mouth, the way Casey’s voice turned rough with need, the way her own body ached for more.

She relaxed her throat and took Casey deeper, her nose pressing against the trimmed hair at the base, her throat constricting as she swallowed around her.

"Jesus fuck --" Casey’s hips jerked slightly, her fingers tightening almost painfully in Alex’s hair. Her breathing was uneven now, her control slipping. "That’s it, sweetheart. Take it all. Be a good girl and make me cum, yeah?"

Alex moaned in response, her head moving faster now, her jaw aching but her body thrumming with satisfaction. She wanted it - wanted to wreck Casey the way Casey had wrecked her all day, wanted to feel the sharp tug of her hair, the low, desperate groan Casey would let out when she finally spilled down Alex’s throat.

Casey pulled out with a slick pop, her cock glistening with Alex’s spit, a strand of saliva still connecting them as Alex gasped for air. Her lips were red and swollen, her chin messy with spit and precum, but Casey didn’t give her a moment to recover. She tilted Alex’s face up, gripping her jaw roughly, her thumb dragging through the mess she’d made.

“Look at you,” Casey murmured, eyes dark with satisfaction. “Drooling all over yourself like a fucking slut.”

Alex barely had time to glare before Casey’s hands were on her, gripping the collar of her blouse with both hands and ripping it apart. Buttons flew across the room, bouncing off the hardwood, and Alex let out a sharp gasp.

“Casey! That was designer...”

“I don’t give a fuck,” Casey growled, yanking the ruined fabric from Alex’s shoulders and tossing it aside like it was worthless. Her hands were already at Alex’s skirt, jerking the zipper down, peeling it off along with her ruined panties. “You can buy another one.”

Alex huffed, half-indignant, half-aroused, her skin flushed from more than just frustration. “You are so --”

But Casey wasn’t listening. Her hands were already gripping Alex’s breasts, squeezing, kneading, her thumbs rolling over her hard nipples before she pushed Alex back onto the couch. Alex landed with a soft “oof,” her legs spread instinctively, but Casey wasn’t done with her yet.

Casey loomed over her, her cock still slick and throbbing, her breath coming out heavy as she pressed it between the soft swell of Alex’s breasts. The contrast made her groan - her thick cock nestled between the perfect curves of Alex’s chest, the warmth of her skin already driving her insane.

Alex arched a brow, still catching her breath. “Really?”

Casey smirked. “Really.”

And then she moved.

Her hands pressed against Alex’s ribcage, pushing her breasts together, enveloping her cock in soft, pillowy warmth. Casey let out a low groan as she thrust forward, the slick head of her cock peeking through the top of Alex’s cleavage with every roll of her hips.

Alex bit her lip, watching through hooded eyes. She could feel the heat of Casey’s cock, the way it dragged against her skin, leaving a slick trail with every thrust. She reached up, pressing her hands over Casey’s, adding to the pressure, making the tight channel around her cock even tighter.

Casey cursed under her breath, her rhythm getting rougher, her hips snapping forward with more urgency. “Fuck, Alex baby..”

Alex smirked, breathless but teasing. “Not so cocky now, huh?”

Casey growled, the muscles in her arms tensing as she fucked into the perfect softness of Alex’s chest, the friction making her dizzy with pleasure. Her cock was throbbing, heavy, so fucking close -

And then Alex, smug and shameless, stuck out her tongue.

The sight of it; her, messy and ruined, looking up at Casey with her tongue out, waiting - sent Casey over the edge.

Her hips jerked forward one last time, and then she was coming, thick ropes of cum spilling across Alex’s chest, streaking over her collarbones, dripping down between her breasts. Casey let out a sharp, broken groan, her fingers digging into Alex’s ribs as she rode out the aftershocks, her cock twitching as the last drops of cum oozed from the tip.

Alex let out a breathless laugh, reaching down to swipe a finger through the mess on her chest, her expression wicked as she brought it to her lips. “You’re insatiable,” she murmured, sucking her finger clean.

Casey, still breathless, smirked. “And you fucking love it.”

Alex was still catching her breath, her chest sticky with Casey’s release, when she shifted onto her hands and knees on the hardwood floor. She arched her back, her ass high in the air, her thighs glistening with arousal as she wiggled her hips teasingly.

She looked back over her shoulder, her voice wrecked and dripping with need. “Need you inside my pussy, baby.”

Casey’s cock twitched at the words, still sensitive but already stirring back to life at the sight of Alex laid out for her like that—needy, desperate, hers. A slow smirk spread across her lips as she pushed herself up, gripping her cock at the base and stroking slowly, watching the way Alex’s body shivered in anticipation.

“Beg for it,” Casey murmured, stepping forward, dragging the tip of her cock through Alex’s slick folds, teasing her entrance but not pushing in.

Alex let out a whimper, her nails scratching against the floor as she rocked back against Casey’s cock, desperate for more friction. “Babe... babe, please...”

That was all she needed. Casey gripped Alex’s hips and slammed inside in one deep, unrelenting thrust.

Alex screamed.

The stretch was instant, overwhelming. Casey was thick and filling her up in a way that made her toes curl and her arms nearly buckle beneath her. She gasped, her body adjusting, her walls squeezing tight around Casey’s cock as she struggled to breathe through the sheer intensity of it.

Casey groaned low and dark, her fingers digging bruises into Alex’s hips as she stilled for a brief moment, letting Alex feel every inch of her buried deep inside. “Fuck, baby,” she rasped, barely holding onto her control. “So fucking tight.”

Alex whimpered, pushing back, desperate for movement, for more. “Move, Casey—please—”

Casey didn’t need to be told twice. She pulled out halfway before slamming back in, setting a brutal, punishing rhythm that had Alex keening, her fingers curling into fists against the floor. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with Alex’s breathless moans and Casey’s sharp grunts.

Every thrust hit deep, driving Alex closer and closer to the edge, her walls fluttering around Casey’s cock, slick and hot and fucking perfect.

But Casey wasn’t done with her yet.

One of her hands slid up Alex’s spine, fingers trailing over sweat-damp skin before wrapping around her throat. She pulled Alex up by the neck, arching her back further, forcing her to take every inch, every relentless thrust.

Alex gasped, her body tightening at the sudden pressure against her throat. Casey’s grip was firm but controlled, her thumb pressing lightly over her pulse, making her head spin in the most intoxicating way.

“That’s it,” Casey growled against her ear, her breath hot and ragged. “Take it like the needy little slut you are.”

Alex moaned, her nails clawing at Casey’s thighs behind her, her walls clenching down around her cock. “Casey - babebabebabe - fuck—I’m gonna—”

Casey smirked, tightening her grip just slightly, her other hand snaking down between Alex’s legs to rub rough circles against her swollen clit. “Cum for me, baby.”

Alex shattered.

Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her entire body convulsing as pleasure tore through her, her walls milking Casey’s cock for everything she had. Her vision blurred, her breath coming in short, broken sobs as she came harder than she ever had before.

Casey groaned, her pace stuttering as Alex’s pussy clenched around her like a vice, dragging her over the edge with her. With a sharp thrust, she buried herself to the hilt and came, spilling deep inside Alex, her body shaking with the force of it.

They stayed like that for a moment - panting, trembling, completely wrecked - before Casey finally released her grip on Alex’s throat, letting her collapse onto the floor, utterly spent.

Casey smirked down at her, brushing sweat-damp hair from her face. “Told you you’d be on your knees the second you walked through that door.”

Alex let out a breathless, exhausted laugh. “Shut up.”

But the way she shivered when Casey leaned down to kiss the bruises blooming on her throat told her everything she needed to know.

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indiefrans · 3 days ago

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OMG YOU CAME BACK😭 THE KIDS (ME) MISS YOU

HPB/Draft Draw-Part 1.

‘Labours.’

Calex - Alex Cabot x Casey Novak.

It was official. Alexandra Cabot was dead. Casey had seen to it, who put it on the front page.

They have fifteen minutes; Casey couldn’t help but yearn for their wasted hours. Tracing each other outline, converting dreams to memories. Freckled arms weaved behind the other woman’s neck. The blondes hips pressed firmly against her body as they swayed, clad in university sweats, jerseys and blood stained power suits. Casey had changed the blondes bandage when they arrived here, they picked her up at the office - Alex had packed alone. A hotel on the outskirts of Manhattan waiting for Alex’s ride to arrive. Destination unknown, future undetermined.

It could be years and that thought alone makes Alex feel deathly ill, her chin resting upon the redheads jaw. Claw clipped hair resting against upon her shoulder, the metal teeth grazing against her flesh with every turn of Casey neck.

“This is not the last time we will see each other.” Alex promised, her mouth hot against the other woman’s ear. All but risking the blush of her skin against her lips. The blondes eyes fell heavy, Casey’s back flush against her chest. Her knees drooping towards the ground. “However it may be the last time I am greeted with this.” Another sigh followed as a hand creeped around the back of her throat, pulling them closer.

“I can wait.” Casey vowed, red curls pushing into the taller woman’s view. The heady sent of vanilla clinging to her shoulders. Alex couldn’t help but reach forward, burying her face within Casey’s hair. Fingers scratching at the roots of red.

“I would never wish such purgatory on you.” Alex sighed, turning to kiss upon the shell of her ear.

“There is something in knowing you care.” Casey snarked tilting out her head. Bearing the span of her neck towards the other woman. The divination of teeth, fresh indentation upon skin the moment it became available to her. Yet she did not kiss nor bite, merely skimmed her lips along the surface. As though to trace the composition of her chest.

“I cannot promise the better parts of me after this. I am temperamental at best, I do not wish to know myself without of you.” Alex confessed her mouth finally pressing down to kiss at the notch of Caseys collarbone.

Casey was all but panting as her hand rose to grasp the windowsill. Fingering running back to grasp the blondes hair, tugging the head back promptly - switching their gaze. Casey frowning over her shoulder.

“The worst parts of you are the very best of me.” Casey stated, her gaze suddenly stone as she turned to gently pecked at the blondes cheek. Alex’s hands wandering down the trail of her arms, tracing the freckles which littered the path to her fingertips. “Do not allow these labours to affect how you know, you feel about me. How I feel about you. I could not bear it Alexandra. There is not a moment of you unglorified by me.”

“I fear I must love you.” The blonde admitted the brief glimpse of ache passing across her features. Her hands shifting to grasp the redheads face. “and I curse those that allowed me to, I will never be the same.”

“Allow me this.” The redhead begged, her thumb brushing against the hair at the back of her lovers neck. Their chins suddenly pressed together as Alex reached to a hand full of flesh, pressing them against the window. Casey shivered lightly at the fresh condensate that glazed her flesh as the linen of shirt stuck to the glass.

One hand pressed beside her head, nails flexing against the damp glass, the sleeves of Alex’s Harvard sweatshirt brushing against the apple of her cheeks. Casey’s thigh rising to wrap around Alex’s waist. The other woman’s gasped against her open lips, each argument between breaths.

“Tell me.” Alex smirked against her lips, a hand wrapped along the underside of Casey’s jaw. Her flesh was cool to touch, but the heated glow of her approaching arousal bloomed beneath her fingers as the pressed dents into her skin.

The redhead grimaced lightly, a moan cutting through tension promptly as Alex tightened her grip upon her arse. Alex paused for a moment drawing back, the drop of her bottom lip grazing against Casey’s. The redheads tongue darting out to gently sooth along her own, dampening their frustration.

“Tell me.” Alex whispered, giggling gently at the swoon of Casey’s body as she stepped into her, cupping the back of her head, lips just threatening to touch her. The redhead whined in anticipation, frowning at the blonde, they didn’t have time to fool around. Alex was leaving.

“In fear of misinterpretation.” The blonde cleared her throat, tiling her head slightly pressing their foreheads together, till each word painted upon Casey’s. “Tell me baby.”

“Kiss—-“ Casey gasped out, the blondes lips plucked at the edge of her own. “Kiss me.”

A knock at the door.

The silence followed.

#this is so good #no word could describe how incredible it is

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