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littlegreenfrogs · 15 days ago

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tease | calex

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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olderwomenenthusiast · 15 days ago

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morning bliss (calex)

PAIRING: alex cabot & casey novak DESCRIPTION: casey has her way with alex in bed and in the shower CAUTION: somno, edging, fingering, oral, swearing, overstimulation, shower sex, power dynamics, aftercare! WORD COUNT: 3.4k

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The first thing Casey registers is warmth, the press of Alex’s body against hers, soft and pliant, their legs tangled under the sheets. The scent of sex still lingers in the air from the night before, thick and heady, clinging to their skin. Casey smirks sleepily against Alex’s bare shoulder, savoring the memory of every moan, every gasp, every way Alex came undone beneath her hands.

But Alex is already stirring, shifting in her sleep, a breathy sound escaping her lips as she instinctively presses back against Casey. That sound - fuck, Casey knows that sound. Knows Alex’s body better than her own. Knows how easily she melts with just the right touch, how wet she gets from the slightest bit of friction, even in the haze of sleep.

Casey hums, pressing closer, letting her hand drift down Alex’s stomach, fingers teasing along the waistband of her panties. She moves slowly, deliberately, savoring the anticipation before her fingers finally slip lower.

Oh. Fuck.

Already soaked.

Heat flares low in Casey’s belly, a pulse of pure hunger. She could wake Alex up properly, kiss her slow and sweet, let her ease into the pleasure. But they’d talked about this before - how Alex loves this, how the idea of waking up with Casey’s fingers buried deep inside her makes her ache.

So Casey doesn’t hesitate.

She spreads Alex open with two fingers, groaning softly at the way she sinks in with no resistance. The slick, pulsing heat around her fingers is intoxicating, and she has to bite her lip to keep from moaning at the sheer responsiveness of Alex’s body.

Alex makes a soft, broken noise, her brows furrowing, hips shifting but she doesn’t wake. Not fully. Not yet. Her breath stutters, her thighs tensing, her body instinctively chasing more.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me,” Casey whispers against the shell of Alex’s ear, voice thick with desire. She thrusts deeper, curling her fingers just right.

Alex whimpers, caught between sleep and pleasure, her body trembling with every slow, deliberate stroke.

Casey doesn’t let up. She fucks Alex with steady, unrelenting precision, her thumb circling her clit in slow, teasing motions, just enough to make her body twitch. The way Alex reacts - hips jerking, thighs clenching, soft little gasps spilling from her lips, drives Casey absolutely wild.

Then, suddenly, Alex’s eyes flutter open, dark and hazy with arousal.

“You’re such a fucking...” Her words dissolve into a moan as Casey drives into her harder, pressing against that perfect spot inside her.

“Go on,” Casey taunts, her voice all silk and heat as she presses a wet, open-mouthed kiss to Alex’s shoulder. “What am I?”

Alex doesn’t answer.. can’t. She just turns her head, kissing Casey hard, desperate and messy, biting at her lip.

Casey growls against her mouth. Then, in one swift motion, she rolls Alex onto her stomach, yanking her up onto her knees. Alex barely has a second to catch her breath before Casey is inside her again, fucking her rougher, deeper, the obscene, wet sounds of it filling the room.

Alex claws at the sheets, panting, body rocking with every thrust. “Casey—fuck—”

“That’s it,” Casey groans, watching her. “Take it, baby. Come for me.”

Alex shudders, her body clenching around Casey’s fingers as pleasure crashes over her, a sharp, wrecked moan ripping from her throat. But Casey doesn’t stop. She keeps going, fucking her through it, dragging it out until Alex is nothing but a trembling, overstimulated mess beneath her.

Only when Alex is boneless and breathless does Casey finally pull her fingers out, watching with a smirk as Alex collapses onto the mattress, wrecked and gasping.

For a long moment, all that fills the room is the sound of their ragged breathing.

Then Alex groans, voice hoarse, muffled by the pillow. “Shower.”

Casey chuckles, leaning down to press a slow, teasing kiss to the curve of Alex’s spine. “Oh, sweetheart,” she murmurs, voice dripping with promise. “If you think I’m done with you, you’re sorely mistaken.”

She grips Alex’s wrist, tugging her up, steadying her when her legs threaten to give out. Alex glares at her halfheartedly, but Casey just smirks, dragging her toward the bathroom.

The second they step under the spray, Casey presses Alex against the cool tile, watching as hot water slicks over her flushed skin. Alex shivers, half from the temperature shift, half from the way Casey’s gaze drags over her like a physical touch.

Casey trails her fingers down Alex’s stomach, spreading her thighs with her knee. “Thought you wanted to get clean,” Alex rasps, but her voice is already breaking with anticipation.

“Oh, we will,” Casey murmurs, dragging her fingers through the slick mess between Alex’s legs. “Eventually.”

Then she sinks to her knees, and Alex’s breath catches - right before Casey’s mouth replaces her fingers, and she stops thinking entirely.

Casey drags her tongue slowly up Alex’s slit, savoring the way her body shudders beneath her. The hot spray of the shower streams down Casey’s back, soaking her hair, but all she can focus on is the heat of Alex’s skin, the way her thighs twitch as she fights to stay upright.

Casey grins against her, then bites - just a quick, sharp nip to Alex’s clit before sucking it into her mouth, rolling her tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves. The reaction is immediate. Alex jerks, a strangled gasp tearing from her throat as her fingers tangle in Casey’s wet hair, hips bucking instinctively toward her mouth.

“Fuck—Casey—”

Casey hums, the vibration making Alex shudder. She can feel how close she already is, how her body tightens, how her breath comes in short, desperate bursts. She knows Alex’s body inside and out, knows exactly what she needs to tip over the edge --

But she’s not going to let her. Not yet.

Just as Alex’s muscles begin to tense, just as her thighs start to tremble, Casey pulls away.

Alex whines, a frustrated, wrecked sound, her grip tightening in Casey’s hair. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

Casey just smirks, standing slowly, dragging her hands up Alex’s slick body as she rises. “Patience, sweetheart.” She presses a teasing kiss to Alex’s jaw, then another just below her ear, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. “I want to watch you come apart for me properly.”

Before Alex can protest, Casey reaches past her, twisting the showerhead free from its holder. She adjusts the settings, testing the pressure against her own palm until she finds exactly what she wants

Then she presses the stream of water directly against Alex’s clit.

Alex chokes on a gasp, her entire body jolting at the sudden sensation. Her hands fly to Casey’s shoulders, nails digging in as her hips try to escape the relentless pressure - only for Casey to pin her in place.

“Uh-uh,” Casey murmurs, her grip firm as she keeps Alex pressed against the wall. “You’re going to take it.”

Alex’s head falls back, her breath ragged. “Casey...”

“I know, baby.” Casey watches her, mesmerized by the way Alex’s lips part, the way she fights between resisting and surrendering. The steady pulse of the water against her swollen clit has her trembling, legs threatening to give out, but Casey doesn’t let up.

She presses closer, letting her lips trail along Alex’s throat, licking away beads of water as she whispers, “You look so fucking good like this.”

Alex lets out a broken moan, her fingers clenching uselessly at Casey’s shoulders. The teasing, the denial, the relentless pressure - it’s overwhelming, dragging her closer and closer to the edge, but not quite letting her fall.

And that’s exactly how Casey wants her.

Alex is shaking.

The hot spray of the water still pounds against her oversensitive clit, unrelenting, and Casey watches her unravel with a wicked gleam in her eye. Alex’s nails dig into her shoulders, her thighs trembling as she tries—fails—to escape the sensation.

“Casey—” Alex gasps, her voice breaking.

“Shh, baby,” Casey soothes, but there’s no mercy in her tone. She keeps the showerhead exactly where she wants it, tilting it slightly, adjusting the angle just enough to send Alex reeling again.

Alex curses, head falling back against the tile. Her body twitches with every pulse of water against her clit, her muscles locking up, thighs clenching around Casey’s waist like she’s trying to ground herself. But there’s no escape. Not with Casey pressing her firmly against the wall, keeping her right where she wants her.

“Too much?” Casey taunts, running her free hand up Alex’s slick body, fingers tracing the curve of her ribs before wrapping lightly around her throat. Not squeezing, just holding. A reminder.

Alex whimpers, her breath stuttering at the touch.

“Tell me,” Casey murmurs against her ear. “Do you want me to stop?”

She moves the showerhead away, just a fraction, just enough to make Alex’s body jolt in protest.

Alex whines. Her hips jerk forward instinctively, desperate to chase the sensation, even as her thighs shake with the effort of holding herself up. Her eyes flicker open, dark with frustration, pupils blown wide with need.

“No,” she grits out, voice wrecked.

Casey hums approvingly. “Good girl.”

She rewards her by pressing the showerhead back against her, watching the way Alex’s whole body jerks at the sudden rush of sensation. Her grip on Casey’s shoulders tightens, her lips falling open in a silent moan.

“God, look at you,” Casey murmurs, dragging her lips down the curve of Alex’s throat, biting lightly at her pulse. “So fucking desperate.”

Alex makes a choked sound. Somewhere between a moan and a plea. She’s right there, teetering on the edge, her body wound so tight she’s barely holding on.

Casey could let her have it. Could keep the pressure steady, let Alex finally tumble into release.

But where’s the fun in that?

Instead, she pulls the showerhead away entirely.

Alex lets out a strangled cry, her hips bucking helplessly. "Caseyyy, babe."

Casey grins, dragging her fingers up Alex’s inner thigh, featherlight, barely there. “I told you,” she purrs, pressing a teasing kiss to Alex’s jaw. “I want to watch you fall apart for me properly.”

Alex groans, her head thumping back against the tile. “Casey, I swear to god...”

“You swear to god, what?” Casey interrupts, amusement lacing her voice. “That you’ll beg for it?” She bites Alex’s bottom lip, tugging lightly before pulling back to look at her. “Go on, baby. Tell me how bad you want it.”

Alex glares at her, but it’s a weak attempt - her body betrays her, still trembling, still aching for release. “I hate you,” she mutters, breathless.

Casey laughs. “Liar.”

And with that, she drops to her knees again, gripping Alex’s hips, her mouth replacing the water; hot, wet, relentless.

Alex’s whole body shudders, her thighs are shaking so hard she can barely stay upright, her breath coming in ragged, broken gasps as Casey works her over with her mouth. Every flick of her tongue, every calculated suck, every teasing graze of her teeth against Alex’s clit sends another sharp, electric jolt through her body.

Alex’s hands are in Casey’s hair, tugging, pulling, desperate, but Casey doesn’t let her control a damn thing. She grips Alex’s hips, holding her still against the tile, keeping her right where she wants her - helpless, overwhelmed, ruined.

And fuck, does Casey love seeing her like this.

Alex needs to come. She’s so close she’s trembling, teetering on the edge, aching for it

So, of course, Casey pulls away.

Alex screams in frustration, her head snapping down, eyes blazing with fury. “Casey, I swear I'm gonna --”

Casey ignores her as she moves excruciatingly slowly as she stands, dragging her hands up Alex’s soaking wet body, tracing her curves, savoring every tremor in her muscles. When she reaches Alex’s breasts, she doesn’t hesitate - she cups them, thumbs flicking over her aching nipples, rolling them between her fingers.

Alex whimpers, hips jerking forward on instinct.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Casey croons, twisting her nipples just enough to make Alex gasp. “Look at you.”

Alex does look, her gaze flickers down, watching as Casey plays with her tits, teasing and tormenting her in the best fucking way. And fuck, it makes it worse, makes the heat coil tighter, makes her needier, because Casey is dragging this out, making sure Alex feels everything.

And then Casey does something that makes Alex’s breath catch --

She leans in, her mouth replacing her hands, sucking Alex’s nipple deep into her mouth, swirling her tongue over it before biting down - not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to make Alex jerk.

“Oh my god..” Alex gasps, her hands flying to Casey’s hair, holding her there, needing more.

Casey hums against her skin, the vibration shooting straight to Alex’s clit. She bites again, sucking deep and slow, her hand slipping back down, fingers barely brushing against Alex’s soaked, throbbing heat..

But not giving her anything.

“Casey,” Alex pleads, breathless, shaking. “Please..”

Casey grins against her skin. That’s what she wanted. That exact tone - that raw, wrecked, helpless desperation.

She pulls back just enough to meet Alex’s gaze. “That’s my girl,” she murmurs, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Now, let’s see how many times I can make you fall apart.”

And then she grabs the showerhead again—this time, she doesn’t stop.

The showerhead pulses against Alex’s aching, oversensitive clit, the steady stream of water hitting her just right, sending electric shocks of pleasure coursing through her veins. Casey holds it there, firm, unrelenting, her other hand still teasing Alex’s breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers, keeping her completely overwhelmed.

“Come on, baby,” Casey purrs, watching her fall apart. “Let go for me.”

Alex is trying to hold on, trying to drag it out just a little longer but she can’t.

Her body betrays her.

Her back arches violently against the tile, her thighs clamping around Casey’s waist, her hands scrabbling for anything to hold onto, her shoulders, her hair, the wall but it’s too much, it’s too intense, and then

She breaks.

The orgasm slams into her, white-hot and all-consuming, ripping through her with a force that makes her scream, her entire body convulsing as the pleasure takes over.

Casey doesn’t stop.

She keeps the pressure steady, keeps teasing her nipples, keeps whispering filthy praise into her ear --

“That’s it, baby, take it. Look at you, so fucking beautiful when you cum --”

Alex shatters, her body clenching, pulsing, trembling, her cries echoing off the shower walls as she rides it out, Casey holding her steady through every wrecked, desperate second.

But Casey still isn’t done.

She doesn’t move the showerhead away.

Doesn’t let up.

Alex’s whimpers turn to gasps, her hips twitching, her whole body too sensitive, too overstimulated ...

“Casey—fuck, I—”

“I know, sweetheart,” Casey murmurs, grinning against her throat. “But I told you that I want to see how many times I can make you fall apart.”

And before Alex can even catch her breath, Casey is dragging her straight into another one.

Alex is sobbing with pleasure.

Her body is wrecked, her muscles locking up as the orgasm rips through her, leaving her shaking, breathless, completely fucking gone. The steady, relentless pulse of the water against her clit keeps her going, keeps her body clenching, pulsing, dripping --

And Casey?

Casey is right there, watching her break.

She doesn’t wait. The moment Alex comes undone, Casey drops back down to her knees, hands gripping Alex’s thighs as she leans in, her mouth sealing over her, licking, sucking, drinking her down like she can’t get enough.

Alex chokes on a gasp, her fingers flying into Casey’s wet hair, tugging, pulling, desperate but Casey doesn’t let her go. She moans deeply, the sound vibrating against Alex’s wrecked, overstimulated body as she swallows everything, her tongue flicking, lapping, working her through it.

The moan undoes her.

The way Casey devours her, the way she groans as she drinks her down, needy, desperate, like she’s getting off on this - it sends another sharp, uncontrollable pulse of pleasure through Alex, her hips jerking forward, her body betraying her as another wave crashes over her.

“Fuck—Casey—” Alex’s voice is wrecked, hoarse, shaking.

Casey just hums against her, grinning, licking her slow, deep, drawing it out, savoring every single fucking second. She tilts her head, nipping lightly at Alex’s inner thigh, her breath hot, teasing.

“Such a good girl for me,” she murmurs, pressing a kiss to Alex’s trembling skin. “You taste so fucking sweet.”

Alex’s knees give out.

Casey catches her before she collapses completely, laughing, satisfied, smug as hell as she pulls Alex into her arms, holding her up, letting the shower beat down over both of them.

“Shh, baby,” Casey soothes, pressing soft kisses along Alex’s jaw, her cheek, her temple. “I’ve got you.”

Alex is still trembling, her breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps as she sags against Casey. Her body feels wrecked, her muscles useless, the aftermath of pleasure leaving her boneless. If it weren’t for Casey’s arms wrapped around her, she’s not sure she’d still be standing.

Casey chuckles, the sound low and smug, but there’s warmth beneath it. “You okay, sweetheart?”

Alex hums something unintelligible, her head resting against Casey’s shoulder, eyes fluttering shut as the water beats down over both of them. She can still feel the soft vibrations of Casey’s laugh against her skin, the way she’s holding her - strong, steady, protective in a way that makes Alex’s chest tighten.

Casey shifts them slightly, her hands trailing soothing circles over Alex’s damp skin. “Here, let’s get you cleaned up,” she murmurs, reaching for the body wash.

Alex barely registers it, too spent to protest as Casey lathers her hands, then smooths them over her back, her touch now gentle - so different from how she had just been. She works slowly, massaging tired muscles, pressing soft kisses to Alex’s shoulder, her collarbone. The teasing is gone now, replaced with something quieter.

As Casey’s fingers skim over Alex’s arms, she pauses, running her thumb over a faint bruise forming on her hip. “Did I hurt you?” she asks, voice softer now, less playful.

Alex forces her eyes open, blinking blearily up at her. “No,” she croaks, and then, because she knows Casey - knows the way she needs to hear it - she adds, “I liked it.”

That earns her a satisfied smirk, but Casey’s hands stay gentle as she tilts Alex’s chin up, pressing a lingering kiss to her lips. “Good,” she murmurs against them. “But you’re still mine to take care of.”

She rinses Alex off, taking her time, making sure she’s clean before shutting off the water. The loss of heat makes Alex shiver, and Casey immediately wraps an arm around her, guiding her out of the shower.

A warm towel is draped over her shoulders before she even asks, Casey rubbing slow, methodical circles into her arms, her back, helping her dry off.

“You need to sit down,” Casey tells her, nudging her toward the bathroom counter. Alex starts to protest, but a sharp look from Casey has her sighing and giving in, perching on the edge of the counter while Casey kneels in front of her.

She dries Alex’s legs carefully, pressing soft kisses to her knees, her calves, her ankles. The contrast of it; the way Casey can be both ruthless and tender - makes something warm settle deep in Alex’s chest.

By the time Casey stands again, Alex is already reaching for her, pulling her in, needing the warmth of her body. Casey lets her, wrapping her up in her arms, pressing a kiss to the side of her head.

“You did so good for me,” she murmurs, her lips brushing against Alex’s temple. “My good girl.”

And just like that, Alex melts.

She lets Casey lead her to bed, lets her pull the covers over both of them, lets herself be held, tangled up in the warmth of Casey’s body. She’s too tired to fight it, too tired to pretend she doesn’t crave this - the softness, the safety, the feeling of Casey’s fingers tracing lazy patterns on her skin.

She barely registers the words whispered into her hair before she drifts off.

“I’ve got you, sweetheart. I’ve always got you.”

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