A/N: So, I'm hoping you like it. I'll keep writing it no matter what you think though.

In case you didn't know, I don't own anything. However, if they made a porn, I'd so watch it.

"Coffee?" Olivia asked as she handed Elliot a mug.

"Marry me?" He replied playfully.

"You know I will." She kidded as she made her way to her side of the desk.

Elliot just smiled and sipped at the hot beverage in his hand. Little did he know...

"Elliot, can I speak with you for a minute?" Elliot whipped around to see his wife, looking not so pleased with him.

"Kath-" He was cut off.

"Now." She said rather loudly, glancing over to Olivia with an angry look in her eye.

Elliot got up and followed Kathy into the hall. He was dreading this conversation.

"What the hell was that? Marry me? Have you forgotten you already have a wife? Am I not good enough for you now?" Kathy screamed at him.

"Kath, it was a joke. I was kidding. It didn't mean anything. I swear."

"Right. I'm sure Olivia was joking too, huh? She's in love with you. She wants to take you away from me. I don't believe you, and I don't trust her. Not with you." Kathy was still screaming.

"Yes, she was joking too, she also knows that it was a joke when I said it. She's not stupid, and she's not in love with me. I've given you no reason not to trust me. I've never cheated and I'm not going to start now. Did you come here for a reason or are you just checking up on me?" Elliot asked, getting angry now.

"Just forget it. Keep your little slut. I don't care anymore." Kathy yelled as she turned to walk away.

Elliot caught her arm and swung her around to face him.

"There's nothing going on between me and Olivia. Nothing. She's my partner. I think you need to show her a little more respect. She keeps my ass alive out there." Elliot seethed.

"I'm sure that's not the only thing she does with your ass." Kathy commented as she wrenched her arm away from him and stormed off.

Elliot felt like shit. He was getting so tired of his wife being jealous of Olivia. What the hell was he supposed to do?

"Apparently I get to keep you..." Elliot announced as he entered the bullpen.

"What?" Olivia asked.

"She said I could 'keep my little slut.' and she was referring to you. So, lunch?...slut?" He asked with a smirk.

"Shut up. This is really getting old. And I'm not your 'little slut.' So knock it off." Olivia replied as she slapped his arm and reached for her coat.

Upon their arrival at the Diner they both sat and ordered their usual. After a brief moment of silence Elliot spoke.

"So, what have you been doing with my ass?" He asked, looking completely serious.

"What are you talking about?" She asked him in return.

"According to my sources you've been doing things with my ass, that aren't always appropriate." He answered.

Catching on, Olivia replied "All kinds of devious things." She winked.

"I'm really surprised you haven't asked for a new partner yet. I would have."

"Eh, too much trouble. She'll get over it eventually. Once she realizes we really don't have anything going on. Might take a while...It'll be fine though." Olivia told him.

"Yeah, only problem is, if she says it enough, people are going to start believing it." He said glumly.

"Hopefully it won't go that far. I don't want to have to get a new partner. I've only just gotten used to you."

"You won't. I don't want a new partner either. Just broke you in. That's a whole lot of work. I don't think I can handle another rookie just yet." He smiled.

"Yeah, Fuck you too." She laughed.

"This is going to be so wrong." Elliot complained. "What if they want to hear about our sex lives?"

"They probably will. That's what the group is about. People who are addicted to sex...Just exaggerated." Olivia said with a hint of a smile, as she looked over her shoulder at him.

"That's not what I'm worried about. I just really don't want to listen to you talk about your sex life." He countered.

"It's not like you'll know what's real and what's not. I'll have to exaggerate too. More than you even."

"I still don't want to hear it." He half laughed with a lazy smile playing across his face.

"Don't be a baby. We're working a case. Just remember that. You'll survive." Olivia told him as she gathered her things to leave.

They had caught a case earlier that day. Several women had been attacked by the same man. They had a suspect in mind. He'd done time before, for the same thing. William Briggs, sex addict. Briggs attended weekly meetings with other sex addicts. It was one of the terms of his parole.

Elliot and Olivia were going to pose as sex addicts, befriends him, get information from him. Or Elliot was. Olivia was going just in case things got out of hand. It was all set up to start the next afternoon.

As the time drew closer they prepared themselves and came up with background stories. This was one assignment they definitely weren't looking forward to.

They arrived around the same time, in separate vehicles. They each immediately spotted Briggs as they entered. He gave off an incredibly creepy vibe from the very first moment they laid eyes on him. Olivia was especially irked. They split up, and tried to blend with everyone else.

About five minutes later a woman appeared and requested that everyone take their seats. They all did as they were asked. Elliot sat down as close to William as he could. Olivia opted to stay close to Elliot, so she took the seat to his right.

"Everyone, we have a couple new people joining us today. Why don't you tell us a little about yourselves? We'll start with you, Oliver. Why are you hear?"

"I think it's a little obvious, don't you?" Elliot replied.

"Point taken. Anything you'd like to share with us?"

Elliot thought for a moment. "I...uh..nothing that I can think of." He told them.

"I'm sorry to hear that. How about you, Ellie?" Olivia almost laughed. Ellie, it reminded her of something a three year old would probably call Elliot. She kept a straight face on the outside though.

"I'm here because of the same thing everyone else is here for. It's not really that big of a mystery. Other than that..there's really nothing to say." Olivia replied.

"On that note, let's get started people. Last week we discussed ways to stay in control of ourselves. This week I'd like you to tell me what it is that you're trying to stop doing. Specifics. It helps to talk about it."

Everyone looked around at each other.

"Who would like to start?" The woman asked.

"I'd like to stop giving my husband heart attacks. I'd like to stop jumping on him in public. That specific enough for you?" A slightly older woman said, in way of starting the discussion.

"Good, that's good. Oliver? Ellie? Would one of you like to give it a go?" She said, turning to face them.

Elliot and Olivia just looked at each other for a moment. Elliot decided he'd go first.

"I sleep with a lot of people. Obviously. I want to stop feeling like I need it all the time. It's like drugs or something, you know. I don't like not being in control. That really doesn't work for me." Elliot shrugged and looked at Olivia to communicate that it was her turn to speak.

She took a deep breath before speaking, trying to make it seem as real as possible. "I..It's hard to say. I guess I want more than a quick fuck for once, but things being the way they are...you can see where that's a problem. I like rough, angry, violent sex. I can't help it. A guy walks by and I want to fuck him right there. Sometimes I wonder what they would do if I acted on that. I want...to be able to make love to someone and wake up in the morning to find them still there. So..One night stands I guess. I want to stop having sex with one guy after another and never getting any place with any of them." Olivia adverted her eyes to the floor as she finished.

Elliot was shocked. He wondered how much of that was true. It seemed way to real.

"That's good. You did real good, sweetie." The woman said as she reached over and patted Olivia on the back. "Anyone else?"

William Briggs raised his hand. "I don't really have any such goals. I don't have a problem with sleeping with a bunch of women. It doesn't bother me. I don't know why, it just doesn't." He announced.

Olivia and Elliot glanced at each other. That didn't sound good at all.

After the meeting Olivia and Elliot went to grab lunch together.

"Where the hell did all that come from?" Elliot asked as he threw his head back and laughed.

"What? You didn't like it? I thought I was pretty damn good. I thought of it myself. I should be an actress." She said proudly.

"Well, you look the part and that was quite the performance."

"Thank you. I know which part of yours was true. That whole bit about not liking not being in control. That sounds like you." Olivia teased.

"Yeah, that's true alright. What about you? What was your truth?" Elliot asked.

"Most of it. I don't really want to sleep with guys I see walking down the street." She studied her ahnds as she spoke. "I don't actually sleep with that many guys either. I thought you didn't want to know this stuff anyway." Olivia said, trying to break the tension that suddenly made itself known.

"Eh, it's not as traumatizing as I thought it would be." He winked with a smile.

"Funny. I shall reward you greatly." She said as she scooped up some mashed potatoes and aimed at his head.

"No. Don't even think about it, little girl." Elliot said with his hands raised in surrender.

"Little girl, huh?" With that she flung them at him, hitting him square on the forehead.

"That's mature. Really, Liv, thanks." He said sarcastically as he wiped his head with a napkin.

"You're welcome. Anytime." She laughed, finding her mischief funny.

"You done?" Elliot asked her as he flagged down the waitress for the check.

"I might be. You never know though. I could ambush you around any corner. Hell, I just might see fit to sneak into your room while you're asleep and spray shaving cream all over you."

"You'd have to get passed the lock on the front door first, and I'd like to see you try." Elliot said as the check was handed to him.

"I'll just...keep some in my locker and wait until you decide to sleep in the crib again." She whispered, as if it were a secret.

Elliot payed the tab and got up. "You wanna play that way, just wait and see what you've got coming. Come on. Let's get out of here." He waved his arm in a "this way" motion.

Olivia rose from her seat and followed Elliot out to their car. He gave her a ride home for the night, after calling the captain. Once Olivia was inside her building Elliot headed home to his wife and kids.

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