A Bensaro Tale
A/N: Hey everyone! I've got a treat for you today—twelve snippets (not in chronological order) into Nick & Olivia's relationship. There are some references to past SVU episodes. If you guys like this fic, I'll post another 13.
For all those who've read my "Lotuses & Catalysts" fic, I haven't given up on that—I have been swamped with work, and I have a bit of "writer's block," when it comes to writing dialogue these days (which is why this fic is dialogue free). I will update L & C soon—much love to those who have read, reviewed and are following the story.
Special thanks to my beta, Liv Cassidy.
#1 Hunger: He pulls back from their searing kiss, searching her eyes. Desire and lust darken her mocha orbs, transforming them into twin pools of dark chocolate as she licks her lips. She stares at her prey like a hungry lioness before closing the space between them once more.
#2 Graduation: The floorboards went flying as the bullets ripped through them. One set of shocked brown eyes meet a pair filed with steely determination—a silent understanding passes between them. In that moment, he's graduated from SVU rookie to her savior.
#3 Support: She brings her hand to her mouth as she stares at the officers frantically drilling through decades old concrete, feeling a familiar dread as they alert her to their grisly discovery. Nick, sensing her discomfort, extends his hand to her in support, steadying her as she climbs onto the uneven surface, before stepping up to join her.
#4 Joy: She allows herself to feel a mixture of elation and disbelief as her hand grips his. She turns her head to the side to look at him, sobbing tears of joy as he brings her hand to his lips—his own eyes wet with emotion. In all of her 45 years, Olivia never heard sounds as sweet as the two heartbeats that echoed throughout the obstetrician's office.
#5 Betrayal: She furrows her brow and looks at her captain; the confusion apparent on her face. Desperate for clues, she pauses as she mentally replays every conversation she had that week, but she still comes up short. Nick is smug as he studies her, because he knows she's trying her damnedest to recall a dialogue that never took place. He finally puts her out of her misery and tells her that he requested the partner switch because he knows deep down she doesn't trust him.
#6 Ceremony : She squishes the sand between her toes; the waves soaking the train of her dress. She looks up at her new husband; the both of them are grinning at each other like idiots, as the beach erupts into a symphony of cheers and clapping from their NYPD family.
#7 Carousel: She sighs with a heavy heart as she makes her way to leave the empty house. She stops and rests her hand on the door, giving him a lingering look. He glares at her, drunk and defiant. She recognizes his expression, it's one that she's seen stamped across the face of her ex-partner. She sighs and hopes beyond hope that Nick shows up at work tomorrow.
#8 Kinship: She glides her fingers over the grooves of the marble headstone. The irony that she feels closer to her mother now, than she ever did when she was alive, does not escape her. She finally understands her mother's decision not to put her up for adoption and to raise her the best way she knew how—however twisted her 'rearing' skills were. She understands this because she too would sacrifice anything, including her own happiness, for her unborn children.
#9 Unspoken: The case affects her deeply; a frown creeps across her face, as she thinks about the stoic child who endured years of child abuse at the hands of her parents. He wishes he could melt her worries away with a kiss, but they're at work, so he reaches for her hand instead, squeezing it as he traces a heart into her palm with his thumb.
#10 Perp: It appears to be an open and shut case, but Nick's gut screams at him that they're missing something. When he voices his concern, she looks at him in utter disbelief, reminding him of the evidence, but he sticks to his guns and looks deep into her eyes, trying to make her understand his point of view.
#11 Truth: It starts out like any other day. They leave her apartment and walk to the nearby diner for a cup of morning joe. Knowing they can't touch each other until after their shift, they slip inside the adjacent alley and kiss each other passionately. Nick cups her face in his hands and says, "I don't want to keep 'us' a secret anymore. I love you, and I want everyone to know."
#12 Carnal: He cups her ass and lifts her up, putting her back against the wall. He thrusts up into her—hard; she cries out and digs her nails into his back. He locks eyes with her, as he slams into her again and again, hearing her scream his name with every thrust. He reaches down with one hand and rubs her clit with his thumb. Her eyes roll into the back of her head, and he feels her walls grip his dick like a vice as she begins to shudder. He screams her name as he comes inside of her, and presses his forehead against hers, holding her tight as they ride out the final waves of pleasure together.
Should I continue? You tell me. Reviews are love.