Okay, so I was watching Closure the other day, and this idea came into my head. It's going to be a two shot, so here's part one!


Olivia sat at her desk, finishing up the notes for the case they just closed. She looked across the squad room, seeing Detective Cassidy sitting at his desk finishing his paperwork. She smiled at him gently. He was sexy; she thought that from the moment she walked into the sixteenth precinct on her first day. She cursed herself and him at that moment that they both worked Special Victims. She had this personal policy of not falling in love with the people she worked with. Times like these that policy really sucked.

Brian felt her eyes on him. No one else was in the squad room. He looked up from his paperwork and made eye contact with her. He gave his signature grin and saw her bite her bottom lip and look down at her paperwork. He signed the last of his work and stood up, closing the file. He walked over to her desk and smiled, sitting on the edge of it. "So, Benson, how about we go grab a drink?" he asked.

She looked up at him and smiled. "I'd like that a lot, Cassidy."

He smiled and stood up grabbing his coat, helping her into her trench coat, his hand gently grazing her back as he brought his arm back down to his side. "So, any bar you have in mind?"

She shrugged a bit. "I hear Melonie's is a good one."

He nodded. "Sounds like a plan to me." They walked out together and took a cab. He felt the tension between them building and it took all he had in him not to tell the cabbie just to bring them back to his place. He wanted to feel her lips on his. He wanted her soft, beautiful skin against his. When they arrived at the bar he paid the cabbie and walked inside, his hand on the small of her back.

She bit her bottom lip, feeling his hand on her back. They were seated at a booth and ordered themselves a beer each. When it arrived she held it up. "To successfully closing a case." They clinked bottles and took a swig. She looked over at Cassidy and smiled gently. "So, tell me a little more about yourself."

He smirked and took another swig of his beer, noticing that she was playing with the label on her bottle. "What do you want to know?"

She shrugged and took another swig. "Something more than just your name, like why you became a cop, or why you decided to work SVU."

He held his beer in his hands. He could tell she was a little nervous, but so was he. "Well, I went into the academy because I didn't really think I could do anything else other than deliver pizzas. But Special Victims… I chose it because I feel it's really more about helping people."

She smiled and just looked at him. Was he even real? How could this man who seemed to be perfect even exist? "Wow."

"What about you?"

She took a deep breath. "I wanted to help rape victims, what better way than putting the bastards that raped them behind bars, right?"

He smiled gently. She was the perfect specimen of a woman. She had everything. She was the perfect combination of a bad ass, a caring heart, a witty mind, and a killer body. He just wished she'd show it off more instead of wearing those boxy suits she seemed to be so fond of. There was a business suit, and then there was looking frumpy so you didn't appeal to the men in the unit. Brian saw past the clothes though. He saw Olivia, not a detective in a boring suit. He got a sly smirk on his face. "So, what kind of liquor do you drink?"

She raised an eyebrow and bit her bottom lip. "I'm a whiskey girl."

"No kidding? I'd have pegged you as a wine girl."

She smiled and shook her head. "Once in a while, if I want to be classy I'll drink wine, tequila is okay, beer is good if I know I'm going to be out for a while and drinking most of the time, but I like the burn of the whiskey. It's got an edge to it."

He raised his hand flagging over a waitress and smiled. "Two shots of Jack." The waitress brought the shots right back over.

Olivia smiled. "How'd you know I like Jack and not SoCo?"

He shrugged. "You seem like a girl who can handle the burn."

She smiled and picked up her shot, lifting it up to him. "Here's to us, and the people who want to be like us." They each took a shot chasing it with a little beer. They had a few more shots and by the end of the night they were on the same side of the booth, his arm wrapped around her. She had her hand on his thigh and she giggled as he gently nipped at her ear. She turned his face and looked into his eyes. She gasped when he pulled her into a kiss, but it wasn't long before she started to kiss back. She bit his bottom lip and pulled away gently. "We should probably get out of here before I rip your clothes off right here," she smirked, looking into his eyes.

He slid out of the booth, helping her up. They weren't completely hammered, but they both had enough alcohol in them where their inhibitions were lowered, and they were honest with themselves. They hailed a cab, slid into it and Brian managed to mumble his address with Olivia's lips stuck to his neck. He gently pulled her hair and kissed her passionately. They kissed for most of the ride to his apartment, their hands exploring each other's bodies over their clothes. Once they arrived at his apartment building he paid and they got out of the cab, racing up to his apartment. He struggled to get the key in the lock as Olivia stood behind him, her hands running over his back. Once he finally got the door unlocked he pulled her inside and pressed her up against the door as soon as it closed. "You're so sexy."

She smiled and ran her hands over his chest and pulled him closer by the lapels of his blazer. "You gonna do something about it?" She kissed him passionately, sliding his jacket off his shoulders, pulling him by his tie and walking him to his couch. She pushed him down and straddled him, breaking the kiss. "Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" She winked.

His hands rested on her hips, then ran them up her sides, untucking her shirt in the process, his hands feeling her skin. He felt her flinch and he looked into her eyes. "You okay?"

She nodded. "Never better." She kissed him again untied his tie then starting to unbutton his shirt, her hands ran down his skin and she broke the kiss. "God, you're so sexy." She kissed his neck, gently biting his skin. He moaned gently and she smiled. "You want more?"

He picked her up and carried her into his bedroom. He set her down and unbuttoned her shirt, pulling her closer and kissing her again. "I want you," he whispered, kissing her neck, pushing her shirt over her shoulders, hearing it hit the floor. He felt the material of his shirt slide off his body, hearing her moans. "You need to wear more form fitting clothes. You're too sexy for these suits," he said when his lips finally detached from her neck.

She pulled him closer by the waistband of his pants, unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants over his hips. He stood there in only his boxers, and she could tell he was hard. "I see it's not your gun," she bit her bottom lip, feeling her pants slide down her legs. She stepped out of them and she looked at him as he looked her over.

"Your bra and panties match."

She chuckled a bit. "One of my idiosyncrasies."

"It's fucking hot."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again. "I like the boxer briefs, I can see it all," she whispered, grabbing him through his boxers. She heard him groan, which got caught in his throat. "So hard, so big," she pressed her hips into his, grinding against him, letting out a small, high pitched moan.

"Fuck, Liv, that sound is so sexy." He moved his hips gently into hers, grabbing her ass and pulling her closer, grinding their hips together.

"I want you inside me, Bri. Now."

He pushed her onto the bed, taking his boxers off before climbing on top of her, reaching into his night stand to grab a condom, rolling it on. He kissed her neck, down to her breasts, slipping his hand behind her back and unhooked her bra, sliding it off and tossing it to the side. He took her nipple into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth, flicking his tongue over it. He kissed down her torso and dragged her panties off with his teeth. He kissed back up her body and looked into her eyes and smirked. "You ready, Sexy?"

She moaned and arched her back. "Bri, please!" She groaned and felt him slip a finger inside her. Her hips bucked into his hand. "Fuck, Bri, do something, I need it."

He smirked and took his finger from out of her and put it in his mouth. "Mm, so tasty." He got on top of her and looked into her eyes. He pushed inside of her, his comforter over them. She was tight and he groaned. "God, you feel so good."

She arched her back and let out a moan, resting her hands on his shoulders, her nails digging into him. "Oh, Bri, move. Please, fuck me baby."

He groaned and started to move inside of her. He moved hard and fast, getting as deep as he could. He heard her moans telling him to keep going, that he was hitting all the right spots inside of her. Her moans only made him move faster. He felt her meeting him thrust for thrust, this was the most incredible sex either of them had ever had in their lives. Even though this was their first time together they seemed to know everything the other wanted. They both had the stamina, and though she orgasmed a few times during this night of passion, they lasted for a good hour. They both fell over the edge together.

She kissed him and smiled. After a few minutes she heard a beeper go off. She let out a grunt and they both grabbed their pants off the floor. She saw her beeper flashing and she looked at it, hitting the button to silence it. "That's me." She placed a chaste kiss on his lips and pushed him off of her. "Gotta go." She had the sheet wrapped around herself, grabbing the robe hanging from one of the four posters and shrugged it on.

"Hey, hey hey hey." He smiled and leaned back. "That was incredible." He smirked.

She smiled and tied the robe shut. "Well don't get used to it," she laughed and walked out of his bedroom to the bathroom to freshen up.


SIX MONTHS LATER

Olivia walked out of the bathroom, back to her desk to get her lip gloss out. She was going out on a date and she was excited. She was hoping this guy would be "the one". She saw Brian but didn't say anything to him. "You look nice." He said to her, looking her up and down.

"Oh, thanks."

"Going out?"

She put on her lipstick, looking into Elliot's computer monitor. "Yeah."

"You know, six months ago, you didn't have time for a relationship."

She looked at him. "Oh come on, Bri, it's not you. You don't fall in love with people you work with, no matter how great the sex was."

He furrowed his brow. "Oh, so now you're in love?"

She put her earring in and smiled. "If I'm lucky, yeah."

"You know, when you get married—"

"If I get married," she said, putting her other earring in.

"Whatever, you will. As long as you have this job, your marriage will be an affair."

She saw him go sit back in his chair when Cragen called her in. She looked at Cragen, then back at Brain. She really liked Brian, and she hated how she was treating him, but she couldn't let herself fall in love with a colleague. It was a personal boundary she didn't feel comfortable crossing. She took a deep breath and walked into Cragen's office.


A/N: Here's part one! Thanks for reading! Please review here or on Twitter UnbrokenBarista! Next chapter will be up soon!