AN: I need a massage right about now ;)
"Are you alright?" Barba asked for the third time. Olivia kept trying to stretch her back and relieve some of the tension there, but it wasn't working. She let out a frustrated sigh as she settled into the couch once again. It was difficult to ignore the look that Barba was giving her. They needed to get back to work so she could get home and take a nice hot bath.
"We can call it a night if you want" Her coworker offered. She waved him off.
"Liv, I can see that your back is driving you crazy. I don't want you to be in pain because you're worried about a trial that's a week away".
He took a second to examine her face, immediately seeing her discomfort and reluctance. "Actually, maybe I can help you".
He slowly moved his hand so that it rested on her time to say no. Her eyes locked on his hand, waiting to see what he was going to do. He walked his fingers across her back until he found the base of her neck. He gave her skin an experimental squeeze, hoping that she would give him a sign of some sorts.
"Mmm" He heard her hum. He boldend his movements, rubbing the area in little circles.
"Oh" She sighed. Barba didn't even try to bite back his smirk, he was proud. Here he was with Olivia Benson, rubbing her back. This is the same woman that only called him by his surname and very infrequently lets her walls down. Now she's on his couch, leaning into his touch. He's always found her attractive, but only recently did he realize how much he wanted her. Maybe this was his chance to show her.
"If you lay down, I can give you a better massage". He could feel her tense up. He had gone too far.
"Is that appropriate, counselor?"
"I'm just trying to help you out, Lieutenant". He hoped that it came out more flirty than defensive.
She wordlessly re-positioned herself so that her back was facing him, and her legs were tucked underneath her.
"This will have to work" She said with a barely there smile.
He easily brushed her hair to the side, giving him more to work with.
"Where do I need to work on the most?"
"My whole back has been bothering me, but it's mostly the upper back".
He heard a sharp release of breath when his hands rested on her shoulders, kneading the muscles through her shirt.
"Just close your eyes and relax, I promise that you'll feel better soon".
She did as she was told, closing her eyes and simply enjoying the feeling. Although, she had to be careful not to enjoy it too much. Her head practically fell to the side when he kneaded with a little more pressure. His thumbs pressed into the muscle between her shoulder blades, causing her to arch her back.
"My God Barba, were you a massage therapist on the side during law school?"
He chuckled but shook his head. "Considering the circumstances, I think you can call me Rafael; and no, I bartended".
"Rafael" She repeated, and it came out sounding like a moan. She felt a thousand times better already, and his magic hands had only been on her for a few moments.
"Olivia" He whispered into her ear. "I like the way that sounds".
She leaned into him, egging him on even more. She felt one of his hands work its way into her hair, gently massaging her scalp.
"Feels so good".
She desperately wanted to turn around. She wanted to feel more of him. That was something she never expected. Rafael Barba always had her attention, but never in this way before. Then she felt it.
His lips brushed over her neck, and her eyes shot open. If she thought his hands felt good… All control was lost when her hand held him to her neck by the hair. Eventually, she let him move, but only so he could breathe.
"Feel better yet?"
"I think I'm getting there". She turned around and straddled his hips, kissing him square on the lips. It became heated rather quickly. She practically pushed him onto his back, making him laugh.
"Anywhere else that you want me to massage?"
"We haven't even started yet, Rafi".
