This is my first Bensaro. I hope I don't let any of you Bensaro shippers down, if you have any suggestions or comments feel free to shoot them my way. Hope you enjoy!

Nick drove through the busy streets of Manhattan expertly maneuvering his way around traffic. It was already 7pm and he was ready to call it a night. He and Olivia had been down at the hospital talking to Katie Walsh, yet another victim of rape. She managed to give them a good description to go off of and it helped that she thinks she saw him hanging around a local bar a few times. Nick glanced over at Olivia who was slouched down in her seat focused on her phone. He smiled at how close she had her face to the phone.

"You hold the phone any closer you'll be kissing it cross eyed!" He chuckled.

She swung her left arm straight across and hit him in the gut.

"Ugh…What the hell was that?" He pushed her shoulder and she swatted his hand away.

When they stopped at a red light he placed his hand over her phone so she couldn't look at the screen. "Nick! Get out!" She whined.

"Liv, what the hell are you looking at?" He said with a slight hint of annoyance.

"Nothing, just drive Amaro." With her eyes still glued to the screen Nick quickly swiped her phone from her hands and put it between his legs under his thigh.

"Nick! Why did you do that?" She reached towards his legs to grab her phone but Nick caught her hand and tried to block her from reaching over. "Give me my phone!"

"Not until you tell me what you were doing on it?" He laughed.

"Nick I am so serious right now. Give me my phone, please?" She continued to fight for it.

"Liv, settle down, there's a cop behind me." He tried fighting her hands off but she managed to grab his thigh, close to his crotch and he swerved towards in the curb. "Shit."

Sure enough the cop flipped on his lights so Nick pulled over and turned off the car. "Damn it Liv. We're not even in the squad car." Olivia squeezed his inner thigh and it caused Nick to jump up look at her with wild eyes. She reached under his leg and grabbed her phone back.

"How you folks tonight?" The officer asked.

"We're doing fine, Officer. How are you?" Nick smiled at him.

"I'm doing real well tonight, thank you. Do you know why I pulled you over?" The officer's eyes scanned the car and what he could see of the backseat.

"No, why don't you tell me." Nick reached for his badge inside his suit jacket and handed it to the officer.

"Well Detective, I thought you lost control of your vehicle for a moment. I must have been mistaken." He handed Nick back his badge, "Have a good night with your wife." He tipped his hat and walked off.

Olivia and Nick both laughed from deep in their bellies. "He thought you were my wife?!" The both laughed harder.

"Yeah! Can you believe that?" Olivia wiped tears from her eyes. "Like I would marry you?"

"Hey!" Nick pushed her shoulder again. "You might not marry me for my looks but you'd marry me for my Cuban stallion!"

"Ugh, you're such a pig."

"Oink, Oink baby" He laughed as he pulled up to the station. He got out and went around the car to open her door. Liv allowed him to be a gentleman with her. Even when he was mad or they had disagreements he was still chivalrous with her.

Liv stepped out and waited for Nick to close her door. She quickly grabbed his hand and twisted it behind his back and bent him forward.

"Liv, what the hell?"

"That's for grabbing my phone, you ass."

"Shit, ok. I'm sorry!" He grunted from the pain.

She twisted his hand harder, "What? I didn't hear you?"

"Aah! I'm sorry-fuck!"

Liv let go and Nick gave her a dirty look as he shook out his hand. He walked into the station behind her, still holding his hand.

"What happened to you?" Fin asked looking from Nick to Liv.

"Nothing…Liv just being her usual abusive self to me."

"Shut up Amaro, you're supposed to suffer in silence." She joked and they all laughed together.

They gathered together with Amanda and Fin and filled each other up on the progress of their open cases. Fin had suggested that the four of them go down to the bar where Katie said she had seen her rapist hanging out. They agreed to go down just to scope out the place.

Nick held the door open for Amanda and Olivia, he and Fin followed behind them. Nick placed his hand on the small of Olivia's back. Olivia didn't brush him away, she turned back to look at him so he could direct her where to sit. They found a booth and the four of them scooted in. The girls went to the bathroom as the waitress came over to Nick and Fin. "What can I get for you, handsome?" She winked at Nick. Nick smiled back at her, "What I want is not on the menu." The waitress was cute girl, about 26 or 27, athletic figure, with big breasts and full lips.

The waitress blushed. Fin cleared his throat and asked her to bring over four glasses and a pitcher of Coors Light. The waitress gave Nick a smile and walked away, turning back to see if he was watching her walk away, he was, so she swung her hips a little more.

"What the hell was that?" Fin grinned at him.

"That's ensuring we have good service." They both laughed.

After a few minutes the waitress brought over their pitcher and frosted mugs. The girls returned from the bathroom. They kept the conversation light and were careful not to mention work. But they all kept their eyes out for the description Katie had given. White male, blonde curly hair, blue eyes, plugs in his ear lobes, average height and slightly overweight.

"What time is it?" Nick asked, hiding a yawn.

"It's barely 10, old man." Amanda teased.

"I doubt that guy is going to show up at a bar the same night he raped a girl. I'm calling it a night." Nick glanced over at the waitress and winked at her.

"Not yet, Nick, I'm not ready to leave." Liv placed her hand on his thigh to keep him from getting up.

He leaned over and whispered, "Keep touching me like that, my thigh won't be the only thing you're grabbing for."

Liv elbowed him in the ribs but gave me a flirty smile as she looked at him from the corner of her eye. She let her hand linger for a few more moments.

"I'll order another pitcher then."Nick said after Liv removed her hand. Fin joined as he went over to the bar and ordered a 3rd pitcher, 4 Jager Bombs and one Wise Men.

"Who do you plan on giving all those shots to?" Fin asked with suspicious eyes.

The bartender handed him the Wise Men and Nick quickly drank it as he eyed the waitress from earlier. She looked at him, smiled and bit down on her lip. He planned on fucking her later tonight and he didn't want to be sober when he did. He had slept with a few women since his divorce, no one special, just random women he met. He was always safe and made it clear he wasn't looking for a relationship.

"If I have to stick around a little longer then I'm gonna drink, otherwise I'll fall asleep."

They walked back to their booth, "Liv, you want me to stay longer then you have to drink one." All four detectives dropped the smaller glass of Red Bull into the shooter glass of Jager and drank them. Fin topped off everyone's mug. Within 10 minutes Nick was already feeling the effects of the liquor he consumed. Amanda noticed the change in him, he was a lot more relaxed and casually had his arm around Liv, and he was taking silly selfies with her. Fin left to the bathroom and Nick switched seats, if he sat next to Amanda he would have a better view of his new favorite waitress. The waitress noticed and approached their table.

"Can I get you anything else?" She kept her eyes on Nick.

Amanda and Liv nodded their heads no and thanked her. Nick grabbed her wrist and asked for another shot of Wise Men.

Fin came back from the bathroom and took the seat next to Liv. "Don't try putting moves on my partner, pretty boy."

"I'm not the one you should be worried about." He jerked his thumb back at Amanda to insinuate she would put moves on him.

Amanda punched him.

"Ow" he rubbed his arm. What's with you two abusing me all the time?

"You ask for it!" Both women yelled at him.

The waitress returned, placed a napkin on the table and Nick's shot on top of it, "this one is on the house."

"Thank you." He flashed his boyish smile at her. She stayed and watched him take the shot. He scanned his partners, looked at the waitress, and said "Gotta piss." He gently touched the waitresses elbow as he moved passed her. He knew she would follow him to the back of the bar.

Once they were in a secluded corner of the hallway he pushed her against the wall and began biting and sucking on her neck. She ran her hands over his chest and around down his ass. Nick popped her breasts out of her low cut top and put his mouth on them. He pushed her into the nearest bathroom and kicked open the stall door. She giggled as she knew what he wanted. Nick turned her around; he pulled up her skirt and slapped her ass hard. He grinded his hips into her ass as he reached into his wallet and pulled out a condom. He tore it open with his teeth; she turned her head and saw him roll it on.

"Oh yes, give it to me big boy."

Nick adjusted her hips where he needed them and slapped her ass again, "Shh, no talking." He jerked on his dick a couple of times before he pulled her panties to the side and pushed himself inside her from behind. She grabbed onto the stall door to steady herself. Nick was slamming into her hard and fast. Right now all he cared about was his own release. He thought that was the one good thing about hooking up, he didn't have to put the work in to make sure these women had great sex. Chances were, he would never see them again. He didn't have to put emotion into fucks like this. He kept slamming into her and she let out loud uncontrollable moans, he could tell she was close to cumming. He sped up his thrusts and felt her cum around his dick. He didn't keep going to let her ride it out. He pulled out of her, took off the condom, jerked on his dick a few times and cummed into the toilet. Nick leaned back onto the wall and tried to catch his breath. The waitress ran her fingers through Nick's hair and tried to kiss him, Nick turned his head from her and she bit on his neck instead. He zipped up as she bit him again, he pushed her back when he realized she was trying to give him a hickey.

"That was great. I better get back to my friends." He moved passed her and out the stall.

"I left my number on your napkin, call me baby."

"Okay."

Nick walked to the booth where his friends were sitting, picked up his mug and drained the glass. "Alright guys, I'm gonna head out. Liv you gonna hang out still?"

"What happened to your hair?" Amanda asked with a smile.

Nick ran his hands through his hair, in a failed attempt to fix it. The waitress walked passed his table, she and Nick exchanged a playful look.

"What was that?" Liv asked loudly.

He handed her his keys, "I'm taking a cab, pick me up tomorrow please?"

"Nick…" She had a confused look.

"I drank too much, I'm not driving. Pick me up in the morning, alright?"

"Nick…" Liv was in disbelief. Did Nick just screw that girl she wondered?

"Good night" He said over his shoulder as he walked out the bar.

I know this isn't starting off as Bensaro but I promise it will head that way. My fingers just tapped out the story this way so my filthy mind will somehow steer it back to Bensaro. Also…I can't think of a name. So it's titled Bensaro until myself or someone else comes up with something else.