Hello everyone! I am back!
This is a story I've been working on for sometime now and i hope that you'll enjoy it! There's plenty of twists and turns to come, be prepared! Its EO and I know that so much had happened on the show since Elliot left, but to me it will always be the ultimate pairing.
MANY many thanks to Kate (aka mrandmrsstabler) for everything!
Note: some parts of this chapter are M!
Disclaimer:i do not own the characters
"I am a total idiot. That's the honest truth. Well, damn me because I am the only one to be blamed for this total chaos. And he knows it, he believes it too."
Sat at the end of the barstool, shipping what was probably her third drink that night. "Well maybe it is the forth. Who knows? Who cares? Definitely not me." She was taking slow, long ships trying to avoid the gaze of the guy at the other end of the bar. He had been sitting there, drooling for the last half hour. She chuckled. She couldn't really blame the guy. The too tight-too short black silky dress she was wearing kind of had this purpose. To make a man drool. But not that man. At least it's nice to know that the plan would be working.
She looked the man with the corner of her eye. He was good looking. Poor guy. He doesn't even suspect the mess that he might land himself into. The mess that's me. Other guys know, he knows. And that's why I am so surprised he stuck around for so long, even under those circumstances. I might ask him why sometime but I probably won't like the answer.
She felt someone slipping in the chair beside her, and almost sure that was the guy from the corner, she turned around to tell him that it would be better to wait for her to get drunk enough, only to come face to face with Casey.
"Hey" Olivia said in an almost too cheery voice
Casey being a lawyer, and a very good friend, sighed hard.
"Who's ass am I kicking?"
"Mine."
"Ok spill. What's his name?"
"God, you know me too well, counselor."
She took another long ship from her drink and glanced at Casey who was eyeing her hard. It was Olivia's turn now to sigh, knowing that they wouldn't leave that place until she had spilled her guts to her. Well, at least partially. I know my ways around those things. I've been doing it so often lately, it's starting to become second nature.
"He's married." She said not able to meet her gaze, but very well imagining it.
"Way to go Liv."
"Yes, I know, thank you very much."
"Is it serious?"
" I don't know."
"Is it just sex?"
"I don't know."
"Do you love him?"
"I…don't know."
"For fuck's sake" Olivia heard her mutter and gulped the remaining drink down. She welcomed the buzz that brought to her head and glanced sideways at the guy on the corner. Casey caught her gaze and narrowed her eyes.
"Well, one thing I know, and you know it too very well, is that you're hurting. And not any one night stands will fix this."
"God, remind me again why I told you to come here."
"Because you wanted me to prevent you from doing whatever you were going to do with the poor guy over there, just because. And because you wanted someone to spill your guts to. Which is not going very well if you ask me, but I know you'll talk when you feel ready."
"Will you walk me home?"
"Good girl."
She reached her apartment door having left Casey at the entrance of her building with the promise not to do anything stupid for the time being. Which was not going very well because as soon as Olivia closed her door, the screen of her cell flashed.
"I'll be there in 30. Missed you."
She sighed. What choice did she have, really?
"I'm waiting. Missed you 2."
You know what the thing is with me? I can't. I am too damaged. I have holes and he fills them, in a way no one was ever able to. I went into relationship after relationship, to guy after guy, from nearly when I was 15. I was looking for that little something that no one was able to give me. And then, he came along, with his cocky smile, and his aggressive attitude, and this sparkling eyes, and his irresistible body, and he made me angry, and pissed. We have fought and I called him an asshole more times than I can recall. But here we are, almost nine years after we first shook hangs on the squad room, nine years after I first thought "Oh boy, I am in big, big trouble here", something that I keep telling myself, everyday ever since.
She looked herself at the mirror trying to fix her dress and make-up. She smiled at the reflection, or at least tried to, in an effort to make herself believe that everything is going to be okay. As if.
Some time and another glass of vodka later, the buzzer went off. She took a look at the small screen and sighed, as Elliot's cocky smile appeared in its whole glory. She buzzed him in and a minute later he was coming through her door, with the shit-eating grin still plastered on his face.
She didn't have any time to speak before he attacked her mouth, right there, on the doorstep, and wrapped his arms around her waist. She kissed him back in the same aggressive manner, half because she was still pissed at him, and half because, she turned her on so fucking much.
"Sorry for cancelling earlier." He said between dropping small hot pecks on her neck. "Lizzie's school play I had no idea about."
"You will make it up to me. How much time do we have?" She said trying to catch her breath, as his hand moved on her dress and started caressing it above its soft material .
"Two, maybe three hours. I told Kathy it won't take long."
Olivia felt a small ache in her heart as he said those words, but she didn't let it last too long, she never did. Instead, she started unbuttoning his shirt and let her mouth explore his broad chest.
"I want you now" he growled into her ear and proceeded on lifting her dress up. With one movement, he slipped her panties further down her legs. Feeling her stomach burning with anticipation, she helped him remove them completely. He shoved her unceremoniously against the wall and attacked her mouth again. In between the ferocious kiss, she heard him undoing his belt. She reached down and run her hand on his already hard cock, letting out a moan into his mouth.
"Here, now?" She mumbled inside his mouth, biting softly on his bottom lip.
"Yeah" he growled and lifted her left leg while his tongue is still savoring the inside of her mouth. Letting out soft moans, she went on and wrapped the other around his waist. She breathed hard in anticipation feeling his throbbing erection on her heated entrance
As his mouth was travelling on her neck, sucking and breaking the skin there, she felt him thrusting inside her hard, burring his whole length deep. She let out a small gasp at this sudden intrusion and stilled for a second trying to adjust to him.
He started thrusting inside her, and her head went and collided with the wall behind her as she moaned loudly, pure ecstasy overcoming her whole body. Against the wall, on the bed, on the couch, on the kitchen counter, he always feels so good inside her, reaching spots that nobody ever managed to hit. He kept on thrusting, hard and fast, bringing her closer to an orgasm with each and every thrust.
"Oh God Liv, that is so good, you feel so good baby." He mumbled into her ear, sucking and biting her earlobe. She gasped and moved to wrap her arms around his neck, her nails digging deep on his shoulders.
She felt him thrust hard and deep inside her one more time and suddenly her orgasm hits her overcoming her whole body. Moaning loudly she wrapped herself around him even tighter. His cock twitched inside her and seconds later, his hot cum filled her as he kept thrusting and moaning into her ear.
"Oh Liv… yeah baby… so good…"
She let out a satisfying sigh and untangled her legs and arms from around him slowly. She moved to fix her dress properly, without looking at him.
"Well that was good."
Olivia raised her head to find him smiling at her with his cocky smile. She still hadn't got down from her nirvana entirely and so all the anger, disappointment and bitterness from before, had been put aside for the moment being. So she moved and rubbed his naked chest slowly.
" You said you still got two hours or so. Why don't we move this to the bedroom, so you can make it up to me for ditching me earlier?" she whispered teasingly. Elliot's smile grew even wider and moving forward he caught her lips on another steamy kiss. She felt her arousal and need growing again inside her and came closer to him. He then, with one movement proceeded on locking her legs around him again, and he walked like this towards the bedroom.
Three hours later, she found herself alone on her bed, tangled on the sheets.
He's gone and the only thing that's left of him is his scent, that fills the air and covers my sheets. That and a shirt that he once forgot and I can't bring myself to give back. I wear it sometimes at night when it becomes too much but then I hate him even more.
But the line between love and hate had never been so thin and so invisible before and it didn't take me many sleepless nights to figure out that I'm hopelessly in love with him.
I hope you liked the first chapter! I am so excited to be back. Review and tell me what you think :) Until the next chapter make sure to check the awesome stories of mrandmrsstabler and of course Home: A Bittersweet Lullaby, which we are co-writing! xoxoxo Kate