Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. If I did, 90% of the SVU would be LGBT.
Notes: Your favorite slash (M/M) pairings getting trapped in a frustratingly unreliable elevator. Feel free to make a request for an unusual pairing or a pairing I forget. I may do this for het or femslash pairings later.
Chapter one: Elliot Stabler and George Huang
George and Elliot were, as usual, the last ones to leave the 1-6. Elliot, divorced and lonely, didn't feel the desire to go home unless absolutely necessary. George was also single and didn't enjoy being alone.
They stepped into the elevator together, making light conversation. True, they didn't always get along, but they were getting to be friends.
The elevator was halfway to the first floor when it stopped with a lurch. George was almost thrown to the ground; Elliot managed to catch him.
"Thanks." George mumbled as he pressed the emergency button. Once they had been informed that it would take 15 minutes to get them out due to traffic and weather, George started pacing, obviously nervous.
"Are you claustrophobic, George?" Elliot asked gently. George smiled slightly at the use of his first name.
"Yes, I am." Elliot nodded and moved closer. Elliot noticed that George was breathing fast.
"Calm down, George." George just shook his head. Elliot sighed, knowing he would have to do something drastic.
He pulled George into an embrace and then kissed him. He didn't think George felt the same way he did; he thought he could pass it off as just desperation.
George suddenly deepened the kiss. They only broke apart when their lungs started burning.
"Feeling better?"
"Slightly."
"Well, I'm going to make you feel really good." Elliot kissed him again, hands on George's hips. George moaned softly. Elliot slid his hands under George's shirt, running his hands over his chest. George moaned louder.
They were both intensely aroused at this point, Elliot grinding against George's hips. George bit Elliot's neck, nipping at the skin.
Suddenly the elevator started moving again. They gave each other one last kiss before walking out.
"My place or yours?" Elliot asked. George smiled.
"Your pick."
"Then let's go to your place."
"All right."