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Casey was never a morning person. Considering the redheaded ADA hasn't had a fulfilling, adequate night of rest since a time long before law school, mornings always filled Casey with the utmost dread. She hated being ripped from her world of slumber as her body begged her to rest and recharge properly. She hated the initial grogginess that clouded her mind when she woke up. Casey hated mornings so much that, in a Pavlovian manner, she began to detest the mere sight of her alarm clock regardless of the time of day. However, ever since a particular blonde-haired coworker of Casey's assumed a recurring role in her bed, mornings became much more pleasant. Instead of being met with agitation, frustration, and exhaustion in the mornings, Casey began to associate the start of each day with the sight of Alex Cabot. A sight that Casey couldn't get tired of even if she tried. Casey feels a child-like glee in the mornings when she wakes up before Alex. Seeing her lover so peaceful and entirely unencumbered always made Casey's heart race. Seeing the icy, powerful ADA at her most vulnerable state is a privilege that not many have seen and a privilege Casey takes very seriously. And nearly every morning, despite the repetition of Alex's presence, Casey can never fight the urge to ravish Alex.And this morning is certainly no different than the rest.Casey gently woke her lover with the softest kisses that she littered across the expanse of Alex's face. Her kisses descended to her jaw which Alex appreciatively responded to with a gentle hum. The blonde smiled sleepily at Casey before pulling her into a kiss that the redhead happily returned. She felt so intoxicated by her kiss and was subsequently compelled to be as close to Alex as she could. Casey's hands explored the smooth, silky skin of Alex's sides from underneath Alex's (formerly Casey's) slightly oversized baseball jersey. And Casey's lips, as synonymously exploratory and eager as her hands, began to make their way to Alex's neck. She practically jumped on top of Alex, straddling her to continue her assault on Alex's neck. Her evident eagerness was met with a mirthful, amused giggle from Alex. As Casey nips and sucks down the column of Alex's throat, Alex, always so pliable and sensitive for Casey, unabashedly vocalizes her pleasure. As she reached the collar of Alex's shirt, Casey looked up into those tired, lidded, yet hungry eyes, silently asking for permission. Despite the countless times the two have made love, Casey, without missing a beat, always makessure Alex is responsive and content with any and everything she does. And, unsurprisingly, Alex responded by enthusiastically pulling the fabric of the jersey from her torso leaving her entirely bare beside her panties. Casey's mouth practically watered at the sight of Alex's full, perky breasts."You're perfect, Alex," Casey muttered lowly as she carefully reached out for her right breast, palming it for a moment until giving her nipple a sharp pinch. Alex could only whimper in response. Casey, still in awe at her lover's topless form, leaned down to wrap her lips around the now-hardened bud of Alex's right nipple while massaging the skin of her left. Alex was feeling the ache within her core grow by the second; the pressure she felt on her hips from Casey still straddling was driving her crazy- the weight was so close yet so far from where the blonde needed Casey. It certainly wasn't helping that Casey, who was now brazenly turned on, had begun to rock her hips against Alex to relieve herself. Alex's hands flew to Casey's ass, gently attempting to guide the friction to her sex. But Casey, being a tease and too intent on savoring every moment of marking the skin of Alex's chest was in no rush. She alternated between tracing the outline of Alex's areola in slow circles and sucking harshly on her nipple, and Alex swore each alternation made her see stars while simultaneously shooting a sharp pleasure between her thighs. "Casey," Alex breathlessly gasped. "Hmm," Casey hummed haphazardly, in response, still entirely lost in worshipping Alex's body. "Case... please. I-" Alex was cut off by a yelp caused by a particularly sharp suck to her skin. Casey smiled wickedly at Alex's lack of composure. "Please, Casey, I need you," Alex said desperately while toying with the hem of Casey's tee. Casey swiftly removed her shirt and leaned down to kiss Alex with a ferocity that was palpable and Alex's hands grasped at the lean muscle of Casey's back. And Casey, never one to deny a request from her lover made haste to once again work her kisses down Alex's body stopping once she reached the waistband of her underwear. Casey could see the faint patch of arousal on the slightly damp fabric and it drove her wild.Casey delicately traced the outline of Alex's sex through her panties, relishing in the way Alex squirmed.Deciding not to tease the blonde any further, she pulled the fabric down Alex's legs. Casey stared at the wetness coating the skin of Alex's sex for a moment before looking up at her. "Is this all for me, baby?" Casey asked with a teasing tilt evident in her voice at the superfluous question. "Yes, Casey... ah... just- just for you," Alex responded as steadily as she could as Casey playfully squeezed the skin of Alex's puffy lips together with her index and middle finger. Casey lowered herself so her face was in line with Alex's wet core. Casey hooked her left arm around Alex's hip to still the movements of her body. She then stuck out her tongue in order to collect Alex's arousal from her entrance and brought it to her clit where Casey zealously circled Alex's bundle of nerves. Alex, unable to contain any semblance of control, let out quiet, yet emotion-laced whimpers accompanied by occasional hitches in her breath. Casey continued to lick feverishly at Alex's swollen sex, loving the unabashed noises coming from her lover.Alex's hands made purchase in Casey's red locks, firmly holding her in place; a slightly inane action considering Casey had no intention of leaving until she was certain Alex was satisfied. Casey, sensing Alex was approaching her peak, decided to carefully insert two fingers into Alex's eager sex while continuing her keen efforts with her tongue on her clit. The surprising, yet pleasant action made Alex cry out in pleasure. Alex was reduced to a babbling, moaning mess at Casey's ministrations. "God, Casey l'm so- so close-ple-please." Alex wasn't entirely sure what she was asking for but somehow, Casey did as she doubled her efforts tirelessly and with one final flick of her tongue, Alex came with a guttural cry. "That's my girl... come for me," Casey muttered quietly as Alex's cunt was still occupying her mouth. Alex came down from her high slightly trembling from the intensity of the feeling. Casey pulled herself up from Alex's core to kiss the blonde gently. Alex began to tug at the fabric still clinging to Casey's legs and, getting the hint, she slid her sweatpants, followed by her panties off. Casey broke the kiss, which was an action Alex pouted at. However, her expression quickly morphed into one of pleasure as Casey maneuvered her leg to press her soaked core against Alex's. Casey, with eyebrows knitted together and full, pink lips parted, began to rock against her lover's core. The delicious pressure and much-needed relief juxtaposed with the feeling of her own wetness combined with Alex's was intoxicating. So intoxicating that Casey felt herself quickly approaching her climax embarrassingly fast. "Fuck, baby, you feel so good," Casey gasped. And suddenly, it all became too much: the sound of Alex's cute, choppy moans, the sight of Alex's tits bouncing slightly from the roughness of Casey's grinding, it all finally sent Casey over the edge crying out Alex's name. And the intensity of watching her lover's orgasm quickly sent Alex into her second climax. Casey collapsed onto Alex resting her cheek against Alex's chest, both breathing heavily. The redhead looked up at Alex after a moment and smiled. God, Casey loves mornings.