Disclaimer: I do not own Law & Order SVU or any of its characters. Dick Wolf does. This story is solely for fun, practice, and hopefully someone's entertainment. I only own this story and any characters I create.
Summary: You know what they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions
Intentions
Chapter 3
Olivia is not sure when her brain ceased functioning but it currently has went on an extended hiatus. The only thing right now is the sensations coursing through her body and pooling between her legs. Elliot's finger is curved upward hitting her G spot with each stroke. She knows he's watching her and that she should be controlling herself. Control is after all her most important asset in her personal and professional life however with Elliot on top of her and his hand inside her control is a laughable option. One that is nowhere near the realm of possible at this moment in this place. Olivia can feel his finger pushing deeper as she grinds down on his hand. She feels him slip a second finger inside causing her to moan as her muscles stretch against the intrusion but the added pressure makes her more wet as he works both fingers deeper inside her. As she nears the cusp, she can feel all her muscles tighten, her body surge upward desperately seeking more pressure and more contact. Her walls inside start to clench and spasm around his fingers and Olivia's feel the conscious part of brain slip away as she slides into the delicious oblivion of her orgasm. It wracks through her body so hard she feel it in her toes. Unashamed she cries out his name. "El!"
Elliot hears her shout his name as he is bombarded by a myriad of sensations that hit him at once, the wetness drenching his fingers in warmth, the spasming of her walls as they clamp tightly against his hand almost pushing him out, and the heat radiating onto him as she arches up off the sofa gracefully pressing her body up to his. Elliot shudders trying to control himself. His abdominal muscles are pulled tight, all his blood his pooled between his legs so much so that he feels inexplicably light headed, and the pressure is almost unbearable. He does not want to come in his pants, not with her though he feels it is a very real possibility in this moment. He grits his teeth together and keeps his eyes focused on her face. Her breathing is starting to slow though not completely and she has yet to open her eyes. Elliot thinks the next time she comes he wants her eyes open and on his.
"Next time your eyes stay open on mine." Elliot whispers verbalizing his thoughts.
Olivia opens her eyes looking at her partner. She is shocked by the amount of lust and something else something more foreign that she sees in his eyes. Surprisingly, it is the second emotion that she fears the most. Olivia wonders if she is supposed to respond to that, let alone how she is supposed to respond to that. Olivia knows she will give away a piece of herself in that action and at the same time that familiar fear creeps in she is surprised to feel her heart sing at the thought of it. I am really in trouble, she thinks.
"Olivia?" Elliot says looking for a response. He watches the emotions cross her face. He can pick them up easily. After more than a decade, they can both read each other so much so that they have had entire conversations without a word much to the chagrin of many others. He waits for her answer needing it in a way that almost scares him. He not sure what is driving this deep need but he feels it's intensity building as he waits for her answer.
"Yes." Olivia replies before her mind can completely process her response. It is not a question but the answer to his response. Olivia gives it willingly and eagerly. She wonders what the next step is as they both lay there naked with him on top of her and his fingers still resting inside her. They both know this is soon, too soon most people would say. Objectively, if her rational brain would pay her a visit she knew it would quickly agree. However in this moment, rationality was damned.
"Yes." She repeats softly.
He feels an actual ache in his heart at her response. He lowers his lips to hers softly pressing an opened mouth kiss on her lips. His tongue of its own volition slips into her mouth seeking hers. Their kisses grow more heated as they continue.
Olivia kisses along his jaw line up to his ear. She softly takes his lobe into to mouth sucking than biting lightly. She can hear his moans which only spur her actions on. She reaches her hand down between them lightly brushing the back of her hand against the very obvious tent in the front of his pants. She feels him press forward seeking her hand. She repeats the motion again this time she follows it by softly cupping and stroking his erection through his jeans. She can feel his outline and she knows Elliot is large. She shivers a little as she pulls the zipper down carefully. She slides her hand down the front cupping him through his briefs which gives her a more accurate feel for his size. Her hand slides up and down in slight amazement. She wants to feel him completely and knows he wants it to as he restlessly bucks against her hand. Olivia slips her hand into his briefs. He is hot to the touch, soft and hard. She passes her fingers lightly through the hair at the base before stroking downward to cup his testicles which are drawn tightly to his body. She squeezes them firmly but gently. She can feel his breathing hot against her neck and ear. She shivers in delight at how it quickens with her explorations. She slides her hand up and down the shaft. God, he is so big not just long but thick and full. Olivia bites her lower lip thinking sex at least entry may be slightly painful. As she strokes him speeding up picking up her pace taking in his verbal cues she feels his fingers begin to explore her again. She gasps as they move inside her gently starting to stroke her again. The combination of his whispers in her ear, the feeling of him in her hand and his fingers inside her have a second orgasm building inside her quickly.
"Liv, Oh God. Baby, that feels so good." El whispered hot against her ear. "You feel so good. I want you so much, Liv. So much. I want inside you."
His words make her dizzy with need. Olivia feels his fingers slip out of her and trail up and down her slit stroking the skin softly spreading her moisture. His fingers slide up to her clit and he softly begins to stroke first in circles then up and down which makes her gasp and tighten her grip on his cock.
Elliot feeling her response keeps his fingers on her clit in a steady up and down motion hearing her gasp loudly.
"Oh, Yes!" Olivia whimpered. "Please, don't stop, El. Please!"
Her pleading topples any existing control that he has. He shifts on top of her pushing her knees apart and settling his body between. Not wanting to enter her with her panties shoved to the side he uses his free hand to rip them.
Olivia's eyes at half mast focus on their changing positions first then the tearing of her underwear. She instinctively raises her legs bringing them up high and letting them fall completely open.
"Liv, please?" Elliot whispers as he settles his self against her and continues to assault her clit.
"Yes, now." Olivia whispers her hand guiding him to her entrance. She doesn't care about anything in this moment accept the look in his eyes.
"Wait." Elliot whispers back softly lifting her hand from him.
Olivia is not sure why he is stopping there is no reason and she surely doesn't want to.
Elliot lifts his hand from her clit which makes her whimper. "Sorry, baby. I need to make sure you're ready." Elliot gently parts her and rubs his fingers against her entrance before inserting two of them. This time he stretches her.
Olivia can feel a slight pinch as Elliot uses his fingers stretching her testing her wetness.
"I don't want to hurt you, Liv. You're so tight inside." Elliot said as his fingers continue their work.
"Its okay, Elliot. Please, I want you inside me." Olivia whimpered.
Elliot nodded withdrawing his fingers. His eyes locked on hers, he guided himself to her entrance. He rubbed his cock gently against her entrance before pushing just the head into her. Elliot moaned deeply as the tip sank side her. Her walls clenched tightly around him as her body resisted the intrusion initially.
Olivia gasped a little as the head of him stretched her entrance. It had been quite awhile since she had been intimate with anyone and never with someone Elliot's size. Her eyes remained on his letting him know that thought it was tight she did not want to stop.
"Olivia, I…" Elliot started his eyes locked on hers only to be interrupted by a rather loud shriek.
"Oh my god!" Kathy Stabler exclaimed standing in the entrance way to her living room as she stared at her husband and his partner. She surveyed the scene quite dumbfounded, their shirts lying on top of the couch; Olivia's ripped underwear on the floor, Elliot on top of her with his jeans and briefs pushed down, and worst of all his fingers resting softly against Olivia's cheek caressing her face as he prepared to make love to her.
Authors note: Wonder what Kathy's intention is in coming back? Will they actually have sex or will Kathy's intentions through a loop in their plans.
