Ok, New Story. New Ship. I know this would never happen, I know this is kinda AU, but you know what? I ship them anyways, even though I ship Bensidy harder, I wouldn't care if she wound up with Dominic... Honest. Ok, enough rambling... ENJOY!

"Commander Marcus said you wanted to see me, ma'am"

"It's Olivia. And… I wanted to apologize."

"For what? You did your job, and got justice for Jessie."

"I don't get you at all," she looked down at her feet, letting out a breath. "I don't even know what to say to you…"

"I knew my DNA wouldn't match. I told you, I didn't have sex with her."

"You just looked out for her," she whispered, understanding.

"A Marine in my unit got attacked by her superior officer. She was in trouble and needed help. That's my job"

Olivia took a deep breath as she listened to him speak, she needed to keep her composure. His Southern drawl was driving her wild, but she wouldn't show it. She couldn't. She shook her head. "Why didn't you go to your C.O.?"

"Accusing an OFFICER without proof will land you in the brig."

She nodded. "And Rosten had already turned you in for fraternizing."

Pruitt confirmed. "That's why I went after him. Either he confessed… or he wouldn't come home from his next deployment."

Olivia was inquisitive, just how far would this Marine go for one of his own? "Would you have killed him?"

He took a deep breath, hating to ask this question. "Would you have shot me?"

She felt her heart drop. "I can't answer that. And you deserve to know why." She took a deep breath before continuing with her story. "I was sexually assaulted six months ago." She felt the tears in her eyes. She was doing everything she knew to do not to let them fall.

He stepped towards her. He saw her step back and turn her face away from him. "Quit kicking yourself."

A small, sad smile graced her lips. "Well, that's easy to say, and hard to do."

He nodded. "Takes practice. You'll get there." He looked into her eyes, her chocolate brown eyes that showed so much. "Um…" he heard the elevator ding open. "I gotta, catch my train.."

She nodded, "Yeah." She saw him get on the elevator and her heart skipped a beat. "Master Sergeant?"

He looked back at her. "Dominic."

She smiled. "Be careful."

He smirked a bit. "I'm a Marine. It's what we do."

The elevator doors closed and she pushed the button again, seeing them open, Dominic still standing there. She walked onto the elevator and looked into his eyes, a smile. A mutual understanding of what was about to happen. The doors closed and his hand landed on the small of her back. She smiled and looked down at her feet, biting her bottom lip.

All of this happened in less than an hour, and now she was at a bar with him, taking shots of whiskey, and just talking. They were sitting at the bar, and they were facing each other. Her elbow rested on the bar, her hand resting on her head, as she looked into his eyes. "Do you have any idea how incredibly sexy your drawl is?"

He smiled and blushed a bit. "Probably about as sexy as you are?"

She smiled and chuckled. "You've had a bit too much whiskey."

"Well, yes, but I thought you were sexy the minute I laid eyes on you, even if you had a gun to my head. I thought it made you even sexier."

She raised an eyebrow, "You thought that the fact that I held a gun to your head was sexy?"

"Maybe that came out wrong. I don't know how to explain it. Maybe I just like a woman who can handle herself, and handle a gun."

She smiled. "I have been called Calamity Jane a time or two."

He rested his hand on her knee and looked into her eyes. "You're a bit of a rebel too, huh?"

She smirked and leaned in close. "Rebel is my middle name. You'll learn that as the night progresses."

He looked at her. "I look forward to it." He moved his hand from her knee to her shoulder, gently stroking her shoulder with his thumb.

She looked at his hand, then back into his eyes. She leaned in close and her lips landed on his. She let the kiss build in passion and she let out a soft moan, feeling him kissing her back.

His hand moved to her cheek and he pulled her closer. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. "Should we… hit the road?"

She bit her bottom lip, and looked from his lips to his eyes and smiled. "I think so." They walked out together and took a cab back to her place. The whole time in the cab, all she could think about was his rough hands on her smooth skin, him whispering her name in her ear, his thick Southern drawl, his husky voice. The occasional thought of his age came up. He was younger than her, much younger. It made her a little self conscious. Let's face it, things weren't where they were when she was in her twenties and thirties, but those thoughts of uncertainty were pushed out of her mind by the images of them in her bed, and how it would feel.

Once they arrived at her apartment, they raced into the elevator. Once the doors were closed he pushed her against the wall and started kissing her. She let out a moan and kissed him back. She felt his hands running over her entire body and she gasped. Once the elevator stopped on her floor, she got out of the elevator and took his hand leading them to her apartment. She fiddled with her key to get the door open, feeling his hands on her waist. He was standing behind her and his breath on her neck drove her nearly insane. Finally she got the door open and she pulled him inside, their lips crashing together as she brought them to the bedroom. She felt his hands slide under her top and she smirked, breaking the kiss so he could lift the shirt over her head.

Once her shirt was off he kissed her again. She went to work unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. He took her bra off, then pressed their bodies together. She let out a moan, the skin to skin contact felt incredible. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. She smiled and looked up at him. "You're so strong."

He smirked and kissed her neck. "Military will do that to you."

She arched her back and closed her eyes, feeling his lips going to work on her neck. Her hands went to the back of his head, holding him in place. He kissed her collarbone and her breasts. She moaned and gently scratched his shoulders, his strong, muscular shoulders. He was so incredibly sexy; the military definitely had him cut. She flipped them over and kneeled over him. She kissed his pecs, licked over his rock hard abs, a smirk on her face as she looked up at him. She gently kissed up to his lips and let him flip her back over. She smiled up at him and ran her hands over his chest.

He looked into her eyes and kissed her softly. "Do you have condoms?"

She smiled and reached over into her bedside table and pulled one out of the drawer and smiled. "I think we need to be naked for this, though."

He smirked and unbuttoned her pants and slid them over her hips, taking her panties with them. He threw them on the floor and kissed up to her lips. She let out a small moan and unbuttoned his uniform pants, sliding them down, along with his boxers, using her feet to push them all the way off. Dominic broke the kiss. "Problem solved."

Olivia giggled and opened the package with her teeth, taking him in her hand and gasping. "You're so big!"

He smirked and ran his hand over her side and to her center, slipping two fingers inside of her. "You're soaked, baby," he whispered, gently nipping at her ear.

She moaned and arched her back. She rolled the condom on him and wrapped her arms around him. "As you can tell, I need you."

He smirked and kissed her, slowly pushing into her, giving her time to stretch. He heard her moan and felt her grip onto him. After a few moments he broke the kiss and started thrusting into her, a slow, steady pace.

Her back arched and she started moving her hips into his, meeting him thrust for thrust. They found a rhythm. He was hitting all the right spots and driving her crazy. He may have been young, but he definitely knew his way around the bedroom. He changed his pace, moving faster at times, slower at others. He moved harder and went easy, he went as deep as he could and teased her with just the tip. She'd never had anyone fuck her like this before. All she could do was let out moans, words couldn't be formed, her brain was no longer functional. All she could feel was pleasure and her orgasm came in waves, her walls tightened around him but he kept moving, which only made her fall off the edge again and again.

Finally, when he finished, he collapsed on top of her. They were both hot, sweaty messes, tangled in each other's limbs and trying to catch their breath. He slipped out of her and she whimpered. He rolled them so he was spooning her. He kissed her neck and held her close. "You are incredible," he whispered into her hair.

She closed her eyes and smiled. "Mmm. Me? Dominic, YOU are a sex god."

He smirked and wrapped the sheets around them, holding her close. "It helps when your partner is a goddess."

She looked over her shoulder at him. "How much whiskey did you drink tonight?"

"Baby, I'm sober as a judge right now. You are incredible. You are by far the most passionate woman I've ever had the pleasure of being with."

"You have incredible stamina. God, I don't think I've ever orgasmed that much at one time. It was like… I can't even describe it."

He smiled and kissed her shoulder. "I know how you feel." He rubbed her back gently.

"Mmm. Keep that up and I'll fall asleep."

"I'd love to have you fall asleep in my arms," he said gently as he kept rubbing her back. Soon he felt her relax and he held her closer and fell asleep.

The next morning, her eyes fluttered open and she looked around. Dominic wasn't in her bed, she was still wrapped in the sheets, and her head was aching. She stood up and noticed his uniform was still in her room. She slipped into her robe and walked out, seeing him in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. "You found something to cook here? I'm shocked," she spoke, still groggy, wrapping her arms around him from behind.

He smirked and looked over his shoulder at her. "Well, it's not much, but I did a little digging and found some food."

She smiled and kissed his shoulders. "Well whatever it is, it smells delicious."

"How come you have next to no food in your house?"

Olivia smiled. "I'm never here. When I am I order take out. I'm usually at work, I eat on the go."

He turned back and looked at her. "When do you work again?"

She tilted her head. "I don't know. My captain gave me time off after the case. When do you need to report back?"

He took a deep breath. "I called my C.O. this morning. I got a two week leave, after what happened with Jessie…"

She looked at him. "You really cared for her."

"We never had sex. She was like a little sister to me, she was confiding in me about a few things and that's why we got in trouble."

She gently rubbed his back. "Two weeks… You're welcome to stay as long as you want."

Dominic smiled. "Good, cause I wasn't sure where I'd go otherwise. I'm not sure I want to be anywhere else."

She bit her bottom lip. "We may need to go food shopping then."

He smiled. "I'll need to pick up some clothes. I have my uniform and that's it."

She turned him around and smirked. "Who said we were leaving the apartment? I can get the groceries delivered."

He smirked and pulled her close. "You are just… perfect."

She smiled and blushed, feeling his lips on her collarbone. "No, I'm not."

He took a deep breath. "You can't take a compliment, can you?"

She giggled and shook her head. "Nope. It's probably the thing I'm worst at. I never got complimented until I was an adult. I had a very bad childhood."

He brushed her hair behind her ear and looked into her eyes. "You want to talk."

She took a deep breath and shrugged. "My mom was raped. She got pregnant with me. She never loved me. She was abusive, emotionally and physically. No one ever noticed me in school, so it's hard to accept compliments when I never heard them growing up."

Dominic looked into her eyes. "I don't care how many times I have to tell you that you're beautiful, and gorgeous, and sexy, and perfect… I'm going to tell you until you believe me."

She leaned in and kissed him softly. She broke the kiss and rested her forehead on his. "I can't believe how incredible you are."

He kissed her forehead and smiled. "We need to make the most of this two weeks."

She looked at him and nodded. "Absolutely."

He turned off the stove and wrapped an arm around her. "You want to eat or…"

"We can heat it up later," she whispered, looking from his lips to his eyes.

He smirked and untied her robe and picked her up, kissing her as he set her on the counter. She spread her legs, her hair falling around them as he stood in front of her. She giggled and broke the kiss. He ran his hands over her thighs and looked into her eyes. "Kitchen sex. You ready?" She bit her bottom lip and nodded.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Did you like it? Do you want more? Should I leave it as a One Shot? It's up to YOU, the readers. Review here or on Twitter UnbrokenBarista! :)