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lyrics: run - matt nathanson and jennifer nettles
You pull me in close
You buckle my knees
I shake and I shiver just to feel you breathe
You trace my lines
Stirring my soul
Shoot sparks at the heart of the world and I watch it explode
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"God!" Brian shouted, his fist clenched as slammed it against the wall. His other hand trailed down his front to rest on the head of the sultry brunette, his cock taking up current residence in her warm, wet mouth.
Olivia moaned and moved her tongue around the head of him a few times, smiling when his hand made its way into her hair and grabbed on. She knew this shouldn't be happening, she had known it shouldn't have carried on for the last two weeks but it had. She had texted him twenty minutes before, telling him to get to his apartment as she had some free time to kill after court this morning.
"Liv…" He growled, both hands now tangled in her silky hair, one brushing a few stray stands from her face. "Fuck, don't look at me like that." He muttered, his head thrown back, banging off the wall behind him as their eyes made contact.
She drew patterns on his thighs with her nails, lightly scratching their way up and down his muscly thighs, she had a slight fascination with his thighs, with all of him really. She couldn't stop thinking about him at every moment or even worse every inopportune moment. Whether it be working a case, talking with her colleagues, interrogating a suspect was the worst, all she could think about was him bending her over the harsh metal table and fucking her till she couldn't remember her own name.
She knew he was close when his hips began to move. He always tried not to thrust into her mouth but when he got close he just couldn't help it. She sucked harder, her tongue swirling around him.
"Liv, fuck. I'm gonna come." He warned, trying to pull back from her mouth.
She shook her head as well as she could before gripping his hips and forcing him further into her mouth, smirking when he almost squealed like a girl as the head of his erection grazed the back of her throat. His hands tightened once more in her hair, spots forming behind his eyes as he shouted her name and he let himself go.
Seconds later he found himself falling the floor, his head still thrown back, eyes closed, listening to the quiet chuckle of Olivia who was still on her knees between his legs. He looked at her just as she wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand.
"You are so hot." He growled.
She laughed and leaned forward capturing his lips with hers. "Hi." She whispered, his hands ran up to softly tangle in her hair.
"Hey." He whispered back, his voice hoarse.
"I've gone blind" He muttered, grinning as she burst out laughing. He pressed his hand against his eyes.
"Shame you can't see this then…" She said quietly as she started unbuttoning her pale blue shirt, stopping momentarily to pull the edges from their current tucked-into-her-pencil-skirt state.
"Wow! Well look at that, I can see!" He exclaimed "Must be a miracle…" His hands reached out to grip the sides of her shirt, yelping with fained shock when she batted his hands away.
"Not so quick…" She stated, pulling herself up, teasing him, her hips swaying as she made her way into the living room.
"I got home not even twenty minutes ago and I can still touch my front door" He joked, his hand reaching to touch the door from his position on the floor. She had been waiting outside his door when he arrived, he hadn't even shut the door when she shoved him hard against the wall and grabbed him through his black work pants stating that she wanted him now. "There has been nothing slow about today." He groaned, trying to stand up while yank his trousers back up his legs.
"Uh uh. Take them off." She ordered, pointing towards his pants.
He felt his cock harden again at her stern voice and current state. "I'm feeling very naughty-school-boy right now." He laughed while yanking his pants and boxers off, his half undone shirt soon following.
"Hmm. That's better" She smirked
He looked her up and down, standing in her lacy red bra and a very fitted black pencil skirt that showed her curves beautifully and reached centimetres above her knee topped off with her black heels.
"You knew were gonna do this today." He muttered "You wore this just for me."
"I had court today." She shrugged, knowing full well she wouldn't usually wear this to court and did it just to tease him.
"Uh huh. I know." He nodded as his hands reached around her waist. His lips attached themselves to her neck as his hands grasped her ass. "So we gonna do this or what?" He whispered, his tongue moving to trace the curve of her ear.
She felt her body betray her and give in to him and she nodded while his hands began pulling at the zipper of her skirt.
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"Is Benson back from court yet?" Cragen approached his team.
"She said she had something to do." Amanda told him "Said she shouldn't be long." She shrugged.
"Well get her here soon, we've got one of Julius Mann's former employees coming in, told us she knew Amber." He announced making it known that this woman wasn't a normal employee but one from Julius's side-line business ventures. "I'll make a call to narcotics and let them know." He said.
"Amaro, you and Benson take this employee, see what information you can get from her. Until she arrives, try to trace the last calls on Amber's cell, see if there was anything unusual around the time of her death. Rollins, you and Fin head over to the M.E's, she says she's got something to show us, just make sure it helps us out."
Their case had turned a new leaf when the girl's cell phone had been discovered in the woodlands surrounding the river. Everyone was on high alert and treading lightly when they discovered that Amber was in dealings with one of the largest drug and prostitution rings in New York City.
"Cap, Liv isn't answering her cell." Amaro pointed out "Keeps going to voicemail." He held up his phone before placing it back in the receiver.
"Keep trying."
/
"Bri…" Olivia moaned, her head thrown back over the arm of the couch, one hand clinging to the back of the couch, the other gripping Brian's head as his tongue swirled around her hot, wet center. His grinned as he kept a firm grip on her shaking legs, keeping them splayed apart, wide open just for him. He hummed against her, the vibrations from his lips making her squeal as she shifted her hips harder against him, grinding against his mouth, desperate for her own release.
"Yes! Right there…" She tilted her head forward, watching as his tongue slipped into her opening, her mouth opened and a silent scream fell from her lips and her orgasm tore through her body. Her nails dug into his scalp and her body shook violently from the force or her climax.
"Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck me." She muttered as Brian replaced his tongue with two fingers and kissed his way back up her fevered body.
"You have such a dirty mouth" Brian grinned as he kissed her mouth, letting her taste herself on him.
"Only with you." She mumbled back, arching her hips against his hand.
"Good to know."
The pair made out heavily for a few minutes, constantly clawing and pulling at each other, never seeming to be able to be close enough of feel enough of each other's skin. Olivia groaned and pulled back from their make out session as she heard her cell phone ring for what seemed to be the eighteenth time in ten minutes.
"Hello?!" She growled angrily, pissed that they had been interrupted.
"Liv? Its Nick, Cragen is wondering where you are, we've got some girl coming in who used to work with Amber at Mann's, he's wanting us to interview her, try to get as much as possible."
Olivia lost her concentration half way through as Brian attached his lips to her breast "Eh, When's she coming in?" She asked, trying not to give anything away.
"Should be soon, Cragen said any time within the next hour or so."
Olivia jerked the phone away from her mouth as she almost screamed as her lover began pushing his throbbing erection inside of her. Her arms grabbed him around his neck, her teeth sinking into his shoulder as he groaned against her hair.
"Liv? Olivia?! You okay?" Nick questioned.
Liv's mouth opened in a silent groan, her eyes clenched shut as she felt Brian's hips against hers, his cock pushed so far inside her she was sure she could feel him in her throat. Brian smirked as he leaned over on top of her, his lower stomach muscles pressed against her clit. She shuddered as he moved slowly against her, thrusting into her hard but slow while his skin gently rubbed against her swollen, very sensitive bundle of nerves.
Her free hand gripped his shoulder, her nails digging hard into his back as she dragged her hand south, pretty sure she was drawing blood when he thrust harder into her.
"Olivia? You there?" She faintly heard her partner calling her through the phone, her head fell back against the couch as she brought the phone to her ear.
"Yeah." She mumbled, trying to keep her words to a minimum as to not give anything away. "I'll be in soon."
She hung up the phone and threw it to the floor "You fucking bastard." She groaned, both hands now gripping him for dear life as he thrust his hips firmly into her.
"Faster." She mumbled.
He shook his head "Patience" He groaned through gritted teeth.
"I don't have any." She mumbled as she hooked one leg around his and knocked his balance off before pushing herself up and impaling on him once more when she pushed him onto his back.
She swayed her hips back and forth, moaning at full volume as she leaned forward, her clit rubbing hard against him once more. Brian reached up and clamped his hands to her hips, moving her faster on top of him. She reached for his hands, their eyes meeting as she intertwined her fingers with his and gripped his hands hard, pinning them against the back of the couch.
Both of them shouting and groaning each other's names, cursing each other and god when their orgasms hit them like a hurricane. Olivia's body shuddered hard and Brian wrapped his arms around her, pushing his hips into hers as he emptied himself inside her. He sat up, his seductive lover still in his lap, still wrapped around his body. He brushed her hair back from her face with his gentle fingers, his lips bruising hers with passionate kisses as her arms wrapped tight around his neck, her body still clenching from her vigorous orgasm.
"I can't quit you." She admitted, whispered on a breathy moan against his mouth, feeling tears sting behind her eyes.
/
"I have to go." She said quietly, pulling her blazer from the ground and hastily shoving it back on. She took a swig of the cool water he handed her and placed the glass on the kitchen counter behind him. They stood together, his hands on her hips, she stared straight at his chest unable to look him in the eyes.
They left the apartment together, Brian cautiously taking her hand in his as the entered the elevator, his fingers gently stroking hers.
"How's things with Elliot?" He asked, not really wanting to hear the answer. He had stopped trying to deny his feelings for this woman who had stormed into his life a little over two weeks ago and already changed it forever.
"We just had sex." She turned to look at him "You really want to ask that now?"
He shrugged "I figured you were mad at him for something, that's why you called me today."
She snatched her hand back from his, fire in her eyes. "Are you being serious?" She turned into him, the urge to smack him in the face was too great. "You think this was what? A pity fuck?"
"Liv, I didn't mean…"
"What did you mean Brian? Please tell me how that was supposed to sound." She asked him, sarcasm lacing every word.
"Elliot talks about you." He started "He said things were better between the two of you after you had a decent chat about everything, he told me about your date and how you guys were communicating better and all of that." He stood against the wall of the elevator and stuffed his hands in his pockets, his feet kicking the floor, Olivia couldn't tell if he was disappointed or ashamed "I didn't hear from you." He looked at her "I don't think at all last week. Maybe once or twice but I never saw you, I just thought that you guys were doing fine and we were just gonna be friends and not lovers and I'm completely fine with that Olivia, if that's what you want, what you need then that's amazing. Then you started with the dirty texts a couple of days ago and I just thought, maybe you guys had a fight or something. Why else would you want to talk to me?" He laughed, trying to not display all of his emotions at once.
Olivia felt the emotion in his voice "I'm sorry." She said quietly.
"For what? I didn't expect anything from this…"
"I don't wanna lead you on or anything" She started "I didn't want to continue this thing with us but I can't stop thinking about you." She confessed "You are in my head all the time. Even when I'm with Elliot…"
"Okay, I'm fine with you trusting me enough to tell me stuff but please don't tell me about yours and Elliot's sex life. That is the one thing I can't handle." He said with a chuckle.
"We don't have one…" She told him "Well, we did, I guess, but not recently, not since we…you know." She gestured between the two of them.
"What are we Liv?" He asked
"I don't know. Isn't it usually the girl that asks that question?" She chuckled quietly as he grinned at her. She crossed her arms over herself as she looked around the elevator, stopping when the doors finally opened to reveal they had hit the ground floor. They both stepped out in silence, passing a couple of people in the hallway.
"What do you want us to be?" She asked him as he held the door open for her.
"Whatever you wanna give me, Liv." He told her honestly. "I just know I wanna have you in my life, whether that be as a friend or a boyfriend, I guess…it's up to you."
"Please don't put this decision on me." She said quietly, her eyes tearing up as she gazed up at his taller frame. "I can't handle hurting you like that."
"I don't have much to offer, Liv." He started admitting as he walked her to her car "But I'll give you everything I've got if that's what you want, even if it's barely anything" He laughed. "You know I'm here for whatever, even if you just need someone to confide in, I can be that for you, I can that be someone you lean on when you feel like the world is falling apart. As long as you are happy, I don't honestly need anything else." He smiled.
"I didn't know you were such a romantic." She laughed as she opened her car door. "You've barely known me a month, I could be a complete asshole for all you know. Well, let's face it, I kind of am. I'm practically cheating on Elliot and stringing you along…god I'm such a bitch!" she confessed
"I'm not." He told her "That's just how I feel." He took a hold of her hand "You aren't a bitch. You didn't ask for this, just like I didn't, it just happened, we can stop any time."
She climbed into her car and gripped the inside handle. "I don't know what I want yet." She admitted "I can't stop with you. I can't keep doing this to Elliot but I can't stop seeing you. I want you in my life Brian."
"You just need to decide if you want me as a lover or a friend."
"What about both?" She tilted her head to him.
"I can do that." He grinned.
/
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