Author's Note: Hi all! So, I need a break from "Do you get a gay vibe from me?" due to severe writer's block. However! I still want to keep writing, and keep my creativity flowing, so I present to you: a fluffy, domestic, Rolivia one-shot. I tend to write very lengthy stories, so this was certainly a challenge – please let me know what you think! Takes place after Season 19, Episode 22, "Mama," but with established Rolivia, and it doesn't really follow the SVU timeline or other episodes. Also, Noah and Jesse do not exist in this story.

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"So where'd you get the necklace, Liv? Should I be jealous?" Amanda Rollins playfully teases her boss, as the two women are relaxing comfortably atop an Adirondack-style bench on Olivia Benson's patio, snuggled up next to each other. It's a warm, spring evening: a comfortable 70 degrees Fahrenheit, the sun hanging low in the sky, and a light breeze. Olivia is nursing a glass of red wine as Amanda briskly sips a dry white.

"Oh yeah, babe," Olivia teases back, "she even told me she loved me when she gave it to me," she laughs, as she pulls the younger detective closer to her warm, perspiring body.

Amanda begins to pull away, however, and a childlike frown forms across her soft features. "That's not funny, Liv…"

"Babe," Olivia chuckles, "Maddie gave it to me." The lieutenant inches further away from the pouting detective, straightening her shoulders, and smirking. "We're best friends now," she declares, confidently. Olivia has not stopped thinking of her new friend, Maddie, ever since she met the elderly woman with Alzheimer's earlier last week. They shared an immediate bond, and although Olivia was originally convinced that Maddie had no idea who she was or why they met, she now believes, after receiving an "I love you," and the older woman's necklace, that their souls somehow know each other.

A sigh of relief escapes from Amanda's lips; though she trusts Olivia with her life, and knows she would never cheat on her, just the thought of someone else actually giving her girlfriend a necklace makes her stomach coil into tight knots.

"That's a relief...I thought I was gonna have to go over to Cassidy's and kick his ass," the blonde replies. "Again."

"What was that?" Olivia asks with an arched eyebrow, not entirely sure if the blonde is joking or not.

The lieutenant and the detective have been dating for several months now, and things are moving along nicely. Although at first, their relationship was borderline dangerous –especially during the beginning stages of Amanda moving to New York – the two women tirelessly worked to see past each other's differences – and eventually, a beautiful friendship blossomed. They had started dating very shortly after Amanda had gotten drunk during a squad outing and told Olivia she had feelings for her. The rest, history.

Amanda burrows her head into her girlfriend's hesitant, yet loving embrace. "Just kidding, babe," she innocently states with a shy smile. Olivia accepts answer by peppering the blonde's crown in kisses.

"Alright," Olivia states in an assertive, low voice. "I need a refill. Can I top you off?"

"You can top me in any way you'd like, Liv," Amanda shoots back, locking eyes with her girlfriend, smiling from ear to ear.

Olivia rolls her eyes at the blonde's "mind-in-the-gutter response," yet can't help but notice the rising heat forming at the juncture between her thighs. "I'll take that as a yes," she states, "be right back."

Amanda is in her glory as she carefully studies Lieutenant Olivia Benson – her lieutenant, Olivia Benson, get up from beside her and walk away. "Mmm," Amanda accidentally mumbles aloud, as she ruminates on just how much she loves seeing her boss in casual clothing – especially in the tight leggings she's wearing tonight.

"Did you say something?" Olivia inquires, briefly spinning around. "Nope," Amanda grins, "go on…I'm thirsty." The detective is met with another eye roll from her girlfriend, but she doesn't notice; she's already sprawled out across the bench, receiving sloppy wet kisses from her beloved dog, Frannie, and exhaling in pure serenity.

Amanda realizes she must have dozed off while waiting for Olivia's return when she hears her name being called from inside of the apartment. "Babe!" the voice calls again, "come hereee!"

Amanda quickly rushes to her feet, still in somewhat of a daze from her nap, and terrified that something is wrong. "Liv, what happened? Liv? Are you alright?" she exclaims, growing more confused with each passing moment as she recognizes that it is now way past sunset; everything is dark, and all of the lights in Olivia's apartment have been dimmed.

Suddenly, as she rubs the sleep out of her eyes, Amanda is presented with the sight of a shadowy figure standing in the middle of the living room beside what must be hundreds of lit candles. She gasps in response to the unsuspected, grandiose romantic gesture, unable to believe her eyes. Though Frannie is slumbering peacefully on the couch, she can barely hear the canine's snores, because Olivia has put on one of her mother's old records. The song "Earth Angel (Will You Be Mine)" by The Penguins scratches against Olivia's refurbished record player, as the brunette walks toward her. "Dance with me?" the older woman asks in a gentle, husky tone.

Normally, Amanda would feel embarrassed by this type of experience. However, she is so enamored by Olivia, that she doesn't allow herself any time to be nervous, and nearly sprints to her girlfriend. The two women grab each other in a loving embrace, and Amanda feels at home. Staring into her girlfriend's piercing blue eyes, Olivia grabs Amanda at the hip, and guides her into a slow-dance.

"Where'd you learn the moves, Liv?" Amanda lightheartedly questions, as she follows the beat perfectly herself.

"There's a lot you don't know about me, Amanda Rollins." After a pause, and seeing the confusion forming on Amanda's face, Olivia continues: "for one thing," she states, as they slowly sway back and forth, inhaling each other's sweet scents and pulling each other closer, "I'm in love."

"Oh yeah?" Amanda replies, feeling her pulse rapidly rising, like her heart is threatening to leap out of her chest.

"Yes," Olivia responds, licking her lips right before she leans in for a kiss. Amanda can't help but moan into Olivia's mouth; desperately trying to recall a time where she has felt this happy. Amanda deepens the already-passionate kiss, teasing her girlfriend as she glides her tongue against the roof of Olivia's mouth. Impatiently, however, Amanda pulls away, which causes Olivia to groan in angst. "Who are you in love with, Olivia Benson?"

Their eyes now adjusted to the dim lighting, both women gaze into each other's eyes and smile.

Olivia diverts the blonde's question by spinning her around in dance. Amanda giggles, which causes Frannie to perk her ears up and yelp. "Shhh, baby girl, it's okay, Livvy's just being a meanie."

Olivia chuckles as she uses a hand to ahold of her girlfriend's tiny hip again, drawing her impossibly closer, and links her free hand with one of Amanda's.

"I'm in love…" Olivia repeats. "I'm in love with the job…and wine…and sunsets…and warm spring nights…and '50s music…and coffee – god – I'm so in love with coffee," she laughs.

This time, it is Amanda who is rolling her eyes. "Yeh…" the blonde replies, "what would you do without your coffee?"

"What would I do without you?" Olivia answers without missing a beat.

Amanda beams, and instead of replying with a self-deprecating comment like every instinct she has is telling her to, she squeezes her girlfriend's hand even tighter.

"Blue Moon" by Elvis Presley begins to play, and the two women quickly and smoothly adjust their steps to the beat.

"I love you, Amanda Rollins."

Tears begin to well in the detective's eyes as Olivia continues to speak. "I always, always have, from the moment I met you…"

"Oh, Liv," Amanda responds, unable to control her physical response of tears.

"You know…when I met Maddie…I didn't really feel like I was meeting her. In fact, I felt like I'd somehow known her my entire life." Olivia sharply exhales, nervously. "I feel that way about you, 'Manda, I really, really do." The brunette leans in closer and rests her head atop Amanda's shoulder, guiding some lingering blonde strands of hair out of her way so she can whisper into her girlfriend's ear: "you're my soul mate."

"Oh, Liv," Amanda replies again, feeling totally unable to form a coherent sentence; so overwhelmed with bundles of love and gratitude, that she can only repeat the word "love."

"Love, love, love."

"I love you, 'Manda," Olivia states again. "I'm sorry – I just want to keep saying it."

"Liv," Amanda inhales. "I love you. I love love love you."

Olivia quickly pulls away from the now-perplexed blonde, who was just about to go in for a kiss. Amanda tilts her head as Olivia shuffles across the dark living room; it appears as though she is looking for something.

"Hey," the brunette giddily states, "I have a surprise for you."

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A/N: I had so much fun writing this - if I get some requests, I'd consider making it into a two- or three-shot!