By request: an M rated Bensaro story. I'm not a Bensaro shipper at all but even I can see that the man is hot so ... here we go.
Set somewhere in the first half of season 14. Cragen is back after his suspension after the whole Ganzell/Wilson mess, but there is no Bensidy.

He'd been growing on her, after she had finally stopped blaming him for not being Elliot. It wasn't his fault and he was a good cop. A good partner too, even if she'd had a hard time calling him that at first. But now … he was growing on her.

He wasn't half bad to look at either. She'd always been more attracted to the darker types anyway. He was almost ten years younger than she was, but that was irrelevant.

He'd been twisting his wedding ring around his finger again today and she knew that meant trouble at home. It was long-distance trouble mostly. Maria might be back from Iraq but she had now accepted a job in D.C. She'd taken their daughter with her and Olivia didn't expect things to ever get better for them anymore. She wondered why he still bothered wearing that ring at all. She'd overheard one of their Skype calls in the cribs once and it had sounded eerily familiar. They were the Latino version of the Stablers. Just her luck, getting caught up in another marriage on the verge of falling apart. On top of that, she was beginning to notice a few other similarities in herself, the longer she thought about it. About him.

That small twitch in her gut whenever he came into the squad room and the small hitch in her breath when he smiled at her. That, too, felt way too familiar. She wasn't letting anything on of course. Her poker face had been perfected over the past thirteen years after all. But it kept gnawing at her and she began to wonder about it. Him. Them.

She wondered what had really been going on between him and Carissa. Olivia had never believed the girl's story about Nick asking her to go up to a hotel room with him to buy his silence but the prostitute had affected him. His marriage was crumbling one Skype call at a time and she wondered if he was the kind of man who would take a woman to bed on the rebound while still legally married. He was a Catholic after all and she had vast experience with a man who had stubbornly refused to cross that line. Well, with her anyway.

Nick was on edge recently but she noticed that he was starting to respond to her. She was able to calm him down and he was beginning to relax a little into the new reality. And he began to confide in her. Told her about Maria and how he was falling out of love with her. It was just so strained all the time and the only reason he was still trying, was his daughter.

They were on a stakeout that was probably going to take all night and Olivia was feeling lazy. They had turned up the heat a while ago and it was beginning to get a little stuffy in the car. Olivia yawned and stretched her arms above her head and she could feel Nick's eyes on her while she did it. Was he checking her out? He was!

She knew she was curvier than she used to be, not as slender as Maria, but Nick didn't seem to mind. In fact, his eyes lingered a lot longer than he'd ever checked her out before and Olivia could feel her body starting to react to him in several places. She lowered her arms and cleared her throat, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable. She shouldn't let her mind go there. They were on the job after all.

She watched Nick's profile and admired his handsome face. A strong jawline, always a determined look in his dark eyes, curvy lips that would feel so good on her skin and …

"There! There they go!" Nick suddenly hissed and Olivia parked her unsavoury thoughts about her partner for later.

They sprung into action and chased down the completely ignorant suspects, taking both of them down easily because they had never seen them coming. They dragged both young men into the station and put them in the cage before reporting to Cragen that they were there.

"Nice work, you two," Cragen said contently. "I'd say you've done your jobs for today. I'll have Fin and Munch take a crack at them. You two go home and get some rest. Be back here bright and early tomorrow for the follow-up."

He didn't need to tell them twice, and Olivia smirked at Nick while they gathered their things quickly.

"Come on, before he changes his mind," she said softly and they both chuckled while making their way out of the squad room stealthily.

"You need a ride home?" Nick asked her as they walked outside, and she swore she heard some tension in his voice.

She looked at him and thought she saw a hint of … something in his eyes. What was it? Guilt? Longing? A little bit of both?

"What Nick?" she asked gently. "You need some company?"

He shrugged.

"Would be nice. It's no fun being alone in that big house."

"Alright. You can hang out at my place for a while."

"Great. Thanks, Liv."

"What are partners for?" she ask casually.

"Hmmm. I can think of a few things," Nick said suggestively and suddenly, Olivia couldn't look at him anymore.

She didn't want him to know she'd been having certain thoughts about him and she was sure he was only flirting with her to ease the tension. She was ten years older than he was after all. He wouldn't be interested.

But Nick kept up the flirty teasing for a while, and Olivia had to admit it made her feel good. Attractive. A woman.

They were sitting on her couch, the TV switched on but neither of them was watching. They'd had a few beers and Olivia felt herself get a little tipsy. She wasn't drunk but she knew that alcohol did make her lighten up easier. When Nick made a remark about how Olivia was sitting, her legs pulled up underneath her in an impossible angle, she laughed and unfolded her legs, and then scooted close to him, draping her body against his.

"There. Is that a more feminine way to sit?" she asked him, looking him straight in the eye.

"I never said it wasn't feminine Liv," Nick said with a sly smile. "But I do like this better. A lot better actually."

He turned to face her and moved his hand to thigh, rubbing it gently. Olivia bit her lip and wondered if she should say something. Nick was staring at her, clearly looking for a reaction and Olivia swallowed hard.

"Nick," she whispered.

"Yeah?" he said innocently. "Too fast?"

Too fast. That meant he had planned to do this. He wasn't wondering if he should do it, but at which pace.

"Uh. A little unexpected, to be honest," she managed to say.

"You want me to go?"

"No!"

Her answer had almost sounded panicked and she felt her face flush. Nick laughed out loud and reached up to cup her cheek with his hand.

"Alright. I won't go. So what do you want?"

"Uh … I … I ..."

Who was this stammering idiot? Why couldn't she just tell Nick off, remind him that they still had to work together and throw him out? Fantasies were one thing - and she had extensive experience with fantasizing about her partners - but to actually do it?

"Lemme ask you a question," Nick continued. "Have you thought about it?"

Her eyes betrayed her before she could answer him and Nick grinned at her.

"Me too," he admitted without any hesitation or shame.

"You're … you're married Nick," she managed to say.

"I won't be for long. Maria's having the paperwork drawn up as we speak. Or rather … as we fuck."

"We're partners," she said, but it came out breathily. Unconvincing.

"I know Liv. But … it doesn't have to …"

"Mean anything."

"Right. It's just …"

"Stress relief."

"Exactly."

They were on the same page now and they gave in simultaneously. She didn't even know who moved first but a second later, they were kissing passionately, her leg draped over Nick's lap. Nick moved his hand up and down her thigh and over her ass, and pulled her closer to him. But she couldn't quite get close enough. When they broke off the heated kiss to come up for air, Olivia pushed Nick away from her gently until he was sitting up again, so she could straddle him. She desperately needed more contact and this was a way of getting it.

"This okay, partner?" she asked him hoarsely, a hesitant smile on her lips.

"Oh yeah," Nick croaked.

He put his hands on her ass and squeezed it. She took it as permission to kiss him again, wrapping her arms firmly around him and pushing herself into him.

Nick moaned and the sound vibrated through her entire body. She knew she was getting wet, even through her panties and slacks, and she thought she could feel his reaction already through his and her clothes combined. Grinding against him, Olivia reveled in the feeling of his growing hard-on between her legs. She was doing that to this young man. Nick broke off the kiss again and stared at her with lust-filled eyes.

"I wanna fuck you, Liv."

Olivia groaned in response. She secretly loved it when men talked dirty to her. Contrary to what Fin thought, she wasn't a prude at all.

"So fuck me, Nick," she breathed.

Her partner crashed his lips over hers again and she responded eagerly, her hands now all over his body as well, tugging at his clothes until she hit skin. When it took too long for her to get his shirt open, she pushed herself away from him, grabbed the fabric and just ripped it open, making buttons fly. Nick moaned when her mouth was on his body in an instant. She found his hardened nipples and sucked them one by one, while reaching lower with her hand, dipping inside his pants. He was hard and large and she couldn't wait to have him inside her.

Nick took over again, whipping her shirt over her head, and then he went for her bra. As soon as her breast spilled out, his mouth was on her body. It was his turn to lick and suck her and she let him, holding on to his shoulders firmly while arching her back to give him more access to her breasts. His tongue was working magic on her nipples and she was sure he was leaving marks on her breasts but she didn't care. She wondered if she could come from just his mouth on her breasts but Nick wanted more.

He pulled her into him again until their mouths were close and then he whispered against her lips,

"I wanna taste you, Liv."

She moaned, a surge of excitement shooting through her already throbbing core, and when Nick moved her off his lap and back onto the couch, she moved with him willingly until she was sitting and Nick was kneeling in front of her between her legs. He sat up and sucked on her breasts again first but then started his slow descent down her body.

"Oh yes. Oh yes," she croaked when Nick's mouth moved lower and lower.

Her body was shaking, anticipating where his hot tongue and lips would go next.

He undid her slacks when he reached them, and tugged them down her body, taking her panties along in one go. As soon as her clothes were off completely, she spread her legs eagerly for him, wanting his mouth on her again.

Nick surprised her when he dropped his own pants and boxers to his knees first and then leaned over her to kiss her deeply. His hard cock was pressing up against her throbbing core and suddenly she wanted him to just push into her right now. She tilted her hips and widened her legs, spreading so wide that her knees were resting flat on the couch. Her body was begging for it and somehow she didn't feel an ounce of embarrassment about it.

"Oh baby," Nick growled against her lips. "So eager."

"Fuck me Nick. Don't make me wait," she ground out.

"Patience baby. Patience," he whispered.

Then, he dropped to his knees and lowered his mouth to where she needed it the most and she gasped.

"Oh Nick!" she shrieked when he pushed his tongue into her fast, flicked it in and out a few times and then sucked on her clit gently.

She grabbed the back of his head with both hands, wanting to keep him exactly where he was now. She was so thankful she'd had a full bikini wax just a few days ago. Nick was grunting his approval of her body and kept doing these amazing things to her with his lips, his tongue and his teeth, until she was shaking. His arms reached up and his hands found her full breasts.

"Oh so perfect," he mumbled against her sensitive flesh while grabbing two hands full of her fleshy mounds.

Olivia just kept pushing herself into his face. Nick flicked his tongue around and over her clit a few more times until she was sure she was going to blow. And at that exact moment, he suddenly pulled back.

"Oh no!" Olivia gasped and Nick chuckled triumphantly. He knew what he was doing to her.

Olivia glared at him, the look in her eyes a mixture of lust and anger.

"Are you ready for me baby?" he asked her and she wanted to smack him for rendering her so helpless for him.

"If you don't move right now, I'm finishing the job myself," she hissed, moving one hand to her glistening pussy.

Nick quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away.

"No no. You want this, or not?" he asked, grabbing his own cock with his other hand.

Olivia bit her lip and looked at his amazing body. She did want that inside her. Nick smiled.

He then stood up and kicked his pants and boxers off the rest of the way. Olivia looked up at him and admired his body. He had a broad, muscular chest, a thin waist, and black pubic hair framing his amazing cock.

"C'mere," she whispered.

"Should I get a …"

"No! Just do it!"

Nick didn't disappoint. He moved over her again and Olivia howled contently when she felt his big, thick cock start to push into her soaked pussy. She felt every glorious inch of him slide inside and Nick was panting as he went deeper and deeper.

"So tight baby. Oh god, so tight."

Olivia wrapped her legs around his torso. It was all she could do in this position but she trusted Nick and surrendered. To him. To her desire for his body and her dire need for a release.

"It's been so long," she admitted in a whisper and it spurred Nick into action.

He began pounding into her, his legs bent and his hands holding onto the back of the couch for support as well as momentum. He looked down at her and she took in his handsome features. There was a fire burning in his eyes and he was setting her body on fire with his passion.

Olivia couldn't help thinking she'd want more of him after tonight. He was the most amazing lover she'd ever had. Pleasure was building in her body again and she amazed herself when she was able to hold back until Nick was ready too. They panted and moaned together and finally cried out when waves of pleasure ripped through their bodies. Olivia felt dizzy and could hardly process all the pleasure she was experiencing. She must be having multiple orgasms at the same time because she'd never felt anything like this, deep inside her body as well as on the outside. Nick kept on moving as if there was no end to his orgasm either and Olivia wrapped her arms around his shoulders to steady him until his body finally calmed down as well.

They moved to the side until they were lying on the couch, Nick still nested between Olivia's legs, and the things he mumbled to her in Spanish made her smile. They held each other close for a while, dropping small kisses to each others' necks and shoulders and Olivia thought she could sleep now.

"I haven't been this relaxed in years," she admitted.

"I really needed this," Nick breathed in her ear.

"Me too."

"You gonna be okay when I leave?"

"Yeah. We're okay Nick."

"Alright. I'm gonna go then."

"Alright. See you tomorrow. Partner."

"See you tomorrow. Partner."

A/N I might do another chapter here, or I could leave it like this. Any thoughts?