"It looks like we're the only two here" Barba stated even though the lieutenant knew that. There was a tension between the two of them and he had no clue how to handle it. He had no idea why she would call him and ask him to meet him at the precinct at this hour, but he figured it was important. Now that he could see that everyone had gone home, he had no idea what she was planning.
"Yeah...Can I have a word with you in my office for a moment, counselor?" She requested, not even waiting for him to answer.
He silently followed her into the all too familiar office, closing the door behind them. His eyes locked on her hips as they swayed with each step towards her desk. She peeked over her shoulder, smirking as she caught him in the act. Of course she just happened to notice a pen on the floor, giving him an amazing view of her ass as she bent over. Was she trying to kill him? A man could only remain a gentleman for so long.
"I know that you said that you're in my corner, but right now it seems like you want to corner me" She teased with a devious breathy chuckle went straight to his groin. They've known each other for three years and the only time he had seen her act like this was while she was undercover. What was she doing? He watched as she sat on her desk, crossing one leg over the other, letting her skirt ride up and expose the smooth skin of her thighs. Olivia Benson never wore a skirt to work, but the skin underneath it intrigued him far more than her choice of clothing.
"I wasn't sure how I'd start this, but I think that I don't have to worry about that. As you know, I am a busy woman. I'm a single mother and have a squad to run. That leaves very little time for other things. Let's just say all work and no play makes Liv a dull girl".
He cocked a brow. "So what you're saying is-"
"When's the last time you had sex?" She interrupted. He hoped that he didn't look nearly as shocked as he felt. As friends, they had discussed past relationships, but they were never so direct. Rafael was far from a shy man, but he didn't have a habit of kissing and telling either.
"It's uh-it's been a while" He stammered.
"I have an idea". She crooked her finger, drawing him to her. He stopped about a foot away from her, obviously not close enough for her since she gestured for him to take a few more steps. Their faces were only a few inches apart, and his eyes locked on hers. Her fingers gently wrapped around his tie before firmly yanking on it. "What do you say we help each other out? You know, meet up sometimes to scratch the itch".
He swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to regain the ability to speak. "You want to have sex with me?"
She pretended to think it over. "Well, when you say it like that, yes. I want to have sex with you, no strings attached of course. I'd like to see if your tongue is as sharp in the bedroom as it is in the courtroom". Deciding that it was time for this conversation to end, she planted her lips on the skin of his neck, making a trail down to his collar. His hand in her hair spurred on, that is until he pulled her away from him by it. She let out a soft growl, only causing him to react to her.
"Wait, wait, wait. I need more information here".
"What information could you possibly need? Surely you're familiar with the ins and outs of sex?" She asked with a slight humor in her voice.
"Isn't this a major conflict of interest? One of us could be transferred or-"
"Only if we disclose" She insisted. Her lips were on his neck once again as her nimble fingers unbuttoned his coat. "I don't think there's any reason to disclose a couple of quickies". She pushed his coat off of his shoulders, quickly moving onto his shirt. Rafael was in awe. He didn't know if it was her touch that was doing this to him, or just the fact that he was being touched in general. It had been so long since he had been taken care of. He wanted this, but he still needed to know more.
"Liv, what if one of us meets someone?"
She paused for a moment, leaving his shirt half unbuttoned. "We call it off. The whole point of this is to get off with no strings attached. Now, are you going to ask anything else, or can I get on with getting you naked?"
"One more thing" He said as he held up his hand. "You're not calling all the shots here. I'll only agree to this arrangement if you promise that I have some say here. I want to be in control at times too".
The look on her face screamed that he just blew the whole thing. She was hungry for two things; sex, and power. He could tell that she liked to be the one in control.
"Fine, but not tonight. It was my idea so I get to be the boss. As the boss, I order you to undress immediately".
She licked her lips as she finished the last two buttons of his shirt, carelessly pushing it off of his shoulders. He smiled as he popped the button of his trousers, kicking off his shoes in the process. Olivia grew impatient, tugging his pants down by herself. The only thing he had left was his boxers, yet she was completely dressed. He opened his mouth to say something, but Olivia's hand snaked down his body until she found what she wanted. Rafael groaned at the feel of her hand on his hardening member.
"Take off the boxers and sit on the desk" She said in an unfamiliarly sweet voice. He did as he was told, watching as she rid herself of her top and skirt.
"Rafael, you are about to be a very lucky man".
Author's Note: I really don't write M rated material often, but I thought that I'd like to try and push myself. How do you get better at something if you don't practice? Is the plot super original? No, but I thought it was a safe way to test the idea. If you think I should continue, please let me know! If I do continue, I promise that I won't cut the chapters off right at the good part.
Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order SVU or the characters.