Prompt from esparzugh: If you keep looking at me like that we won't make it to a bed
Olivia could feel Barba's eyes on her, following her around the room. She was making her final rounds to the donors and bigwigs she needed to speak with, but kept getting distracted by the heat in his gaze.
They were at a fundraising gala for one of the charities that she has become involved with during her tenure at SVU.
The entire squad was in attendance, so it's not like he didn't know anyone else, but he was getting impatient to have her back at their table, back at his side.
It was torturous, watching her float around the room in that red strapless gown. He was startled from a vision of unzipping the dress ever so slowly, dragging his fingers down her spine when his phone buzzed on the table.
Rollins raised an eyebrow at him- almost hoping that they were going to be called away due to a case. These events were not on her list of favorite things.
Seeing the sender's name flashing on the screen, Barba gives her an apologetic look and shakes his head.
[If you keep looking at me like that we won't make it to a bed]
He allows only the slightest smirk to touch his lips, and swipes his thumb across the screen to reply.
[Is that a problem?]
He looks up, scanning the room but is unable to locate her.
His phone buzzes again.
[Not for me. I happen to enjoy it when you fuck me up against the wall]
He nearly chokes on his own tongue.
"You alright there, Counselor?" Carisi asks, setting down drinks for himself and Amanda on the table.
Barba brushes off Carisi's concern as he scans the room again, then gives up and stands abruptly. "I gotta... See you guys on Monday," he says as he walks away from the table, not bothering to wait for a response.
He smiles stiffly and nods at several people on his way out of the fundraiser but thankfully no one tries to engage him in conversation. He doesn't even remember which charity they're here for at this point.
Striding through the hotel lobby his phone starts continuously vibrating. He swipes automatically to answer the call, barking out a curt, "Barba!"
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Olivia's smooth voice floats into his ear and he immediately turns around, looking for her.
She's standing at the far end of the lobby, next to the elevators. When they make eye contact she coyly raises one eyebrow.
He hangs up and practically runs to her.
Mindful that they are very much not only in public but surrounded by people they work with, Barba stands as close to her as possible without touching her.
When she reaches out and presses the button to call the elevator, he leans over and murmurs, "I don't have any opposition to fucking you in the elevator but are you sure there aren't any cameras?"
Olivia takes a shaky breath, turned on by his blunt delivery. "You'll need to keep your hands to yourself a little longer, Counselor. There are definitely security cameras covering every inch of public space in this hotel." She takes a white plastic key card out of her clutch. "Fifth floor."
He lets out a breath. "I can make it to the fifth floor."
When the doors open Olivia steps forward, grabbing Rafael's hand and pulling him into the elevator.
He catches a whiff of her perfume that goes straight to his head. She keeps a tight hold on his hand and presses against him slightly as she reaches over him to press the '5' button.
He mutters something unintelligible under his breath.
"What was that?" Liv asks with a smirk.
He takes a step away from her but keeps hold of her hand. "If you want to make it to a room you're going to have to give me a little space."
"And if I wanted to make it to a bed?"
He shakes his head. "Then you should have worn a different dress."