A/N: It's been a super long time since I have updated and I'm truly sorry to every one that has wanted me to update my stories. This chapter took me 6 hours to write, but I pushed my way through it and ended up with this And I stayed up all night writing this so now it is almost 8 in th morning and I need sleep. I hope you guys enjoy this. Smut ahead! ;)

Chapter 4: 2nd Date Part 1: Saved by the Bell

"You're late." Elliot grinned as he opened the door of his home to see Olivia dressed in some fitted blue jeans, a pink blouse, and a white jacket with sandals to frame her feet.

"You're fault." Olivia smiled staring at him in a pair of blue jeans himself with a green button up, a white beater underneath, and he was bare on the feet. "Like I told you on the phone, you're a horrible navigator." She laughed.

"Not at everything." He smirked, catching the blush that crept onto her face.

"So, are you gonna let me in, or do you prefer to me to stand out here and catch a cold? It is starting to rain you know?" Olivia questioned smiling.

"Sorry." Elliot replied as he stepped off to the side to allow her entry. "Let me take that for you." He reached for the jacket that she took off.

"Thanks." She smiled kindly and then watched him throw the jacket on the back of the couch. "If I knew you were gonna do that, I could have done it myself." She chuckled.

Elliot smiled. "Sorry, the closet is occupied with a whole bunch of unpacked boxes."

"How long have you been living here?"

"About 3 weeks."

"So you've been living here 3 weeks and still haven't finished unpacking." Olivia quirked an eyebrow, smiling. "Typical male."

"I just haven't gotten around to unpacking them. They're mostly just spring and summer clothes and since it's basically winter anyways, I don't see the point of worrying about them yet."

"How about so you can have a closet?" Olivia suggested.

"Eh, that's what couches are for." Elliot grinned. "Come on, I'll go finish preparing the food and then I'll give you a tour of the house." He stated as he led her into the kitchen.

"What are you making?" Olivia inquired as she took a seat at the counter.

"Lasagna, breadsticks, and a salad." He replied stirring the sauce and meat.

"Mind if I help? I make a really good salad." She grinned.

"Sure, everything you'll need will be in the fridge."

"So, where did you live before you moved here?" Olivia questioned grabbing the ingredients she needed to make the salad.

"Queens."

"Why'd you move?"

"It was closer to Dickie's school and it was just something new." He shrugged.

"How do you like living here so far?"

"It definitely has it ups." Elliot smirked at her and received a smile in return. A silence settled over them as they each continued what they were doing. Elliot watched as Olivia worked on making the salad. It was nice to not be the only one in the kitchen cooking and having someone there, especially someone as graceful as Olivia.

"You're staring." Olivia announced as she looked over her shoulder and gave him a small smile. When she didn't receive a response, her smile faltered. "El?" She questioned as she stared at the intense look on his face.

Putting down the spoon he had used to stir the sauce, he slowly walked over to her and put his hand on hers, to make her drop the knife she was using to cut the tomatoes. Using his forefinger, he lifted up her chin to stare into her eyes. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" He whispered.

Speechless, she just shook her head.

"You are beyond gorgeous." Elliot smiled softly, as he leant down and captured her lips in his. He gently took her bottom lip in his as he cupped her face with his hands. He kept the kiss slow and gentle before he deepened it, running his tongue along her bottom lip. She gasped as she felt his moist tongue prod her mouth open, her tongue battling with his for control. The kiss was short lived and Olivia groaned as Elliot dragged his lips away from hers. "Don't want dinner to burn." Elliot stated rubbing his thumb over her plump lips.

Olivia simply nodded her head, too dazed to form any words. She watched as Elliot walked back over to the pot and continued to stir the sauce and meat. As he started placing the sauce and meat on the pasta strips Olivia went back to cutting the tomatoes. She cleared her throat to regain her composure. "So where's Dickie?"

"At his mother's. He'll be back on Friday."

"He won't be here for a week?" Olivia asked beginning to cut the cucumbers.

"Nope. Normally Kathy, my ex-wife, has Dickie every other weekend but she's going out of town for a while so we agreed that she could keep him for a week."

"You have custody of him?"

"Yup, she didn't even fight me on it which actually pisses me off. He's her son and she doesn't really care." Elliot scowled putting a layer of the pasta strips on to one another.

"When did you guys divorce?"

"About 3 years ago."

"What happened? If you don't mind be asking." Olivia added to make sure she wasn't crossing any boundaries.

Elliot offered a small smile. "It's fine." He replied. "Lot of cheese or a little?" He inquired gesturing to the lasagna in front of him.

"Lots." Olivia grinned.

Elliot smirked as he placed a couple handfuls of shredded cheese on top. "Kathy and I broke up for many reasons. If it wasn't one thing it was another. Money. Bills. Kids. Lying. Infidelity."

"She cheated on you?" Olivia asked applaud wondering why any woman would want to cheat on someone as sexy and sweet as Elliot Stabler.

"Mmmhmm." He hummed as he put the Lasagna into the oven and made sure it was at the right heat and set the timer. "And apparently it wasn't only with one guy. It was multiple and I was clueless to all of it. While I was working my ass off to make sure we had a roof over our heads and food on the table she was out with other guys."

"How'd you find out about the cheating?" Olivia asked as she put all the ingredients for the salad into the bowl to mix it up.

"I got off work early one day and I decided to surprise my wife with flowers. And apparently she wasn't expecting me home early since she was having sex with another guy in our bed."

"Oh no."

"Yup. We got into a big fight and she told me that she never loved me and that there were many other guys I just never was around to notice."

"Where was Dickie at?"

"Thankfully he was at my parents." He replied taking the salad and putting it in the fridge to keep it fresh. "I told her to get her things and get out and the next day I sent her the divorce papers."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I'm happy. I have my son and that's all that matters to me."

"Well then good. Plus her loss is my gain." Olivia smiled

"Exactly." Elliot grinned. "Now enough of my sob story. Tour time. There's 4 bedrooms total. One is currently being used as my study, one a guest room, and the other two are me and Dickie's rooms." He replied as he grabbed her hand and led her through the house. "Living room. Dining room. Bathroom." Elliot said as he passed each room. He went upstairs and introduced each room as well. "And this is Dickie's room."

Olivia took in the room before her. There was pictures of superheroes on each of the white walls. His bed sheets were currently Batman and he had shelves that contained many action figures that he liked. There was a bookshelf leaned against the wall. A couple of his toys were sprawled out on the floor. "I should have known mostly everything was going to be Batman in here." Olivia smiled.

"He's just going through a Batman phrase right now." Elliot replied as he shut the door and led the way down the hall. "Before it was Spiderman. And now he's taking a real liking to Iron Man so I think that might be next. Now this is my room." As he pushed the door open Olivia was awestruck by how gorgeous it looked.

One of the walls was a darkish gray color while the rest of the walls were pure white. The bed was leaning against the wall that was gray. The sheets and comforter were a gray and a dark blue color. The floor was made of dark wood. There was a dresser that leaned against the wall in the corner of the room. A 45 inch HD TV was placed on the wall directly across from the bed.

She walked around the bed to the closet. The closet was a walk-through and it was spacious. "This is absolutely gorgeous." Olivia announced mesmerized by everything in front of her. Elliot chuckled beside her.

"Wait there's more." He stated grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the closet.

"More?"

"Yup." Elliot answered smiling at the innocent child-look on her face. He entered the door that was connected to the bedroom and urged her into the master bathroom. The tub was in the middle of the bathroom. There was two sinks against the wall with a mirror covering that wall. The shower was spacious and had blue linoleum covering the walls. The toilet was resting against the wall close to the door.

"I am seriously in love with your house right now. The only thing that would make this better is if you had a basement."

Elliot laughed at how excited she seemed. "I do have a basement. It needs work on it first though before I decide to let anyone go down there."

"This place is amazing."

"I know. There's also a pool in the backyard and some land." Elliot announced proudly leading her out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom.

"This house must have cost you a fortune."

"It was pricey, but I knew the guy that lived her before me and he gave me a good price for it. It might take forever to pay it off, but it's a nice place in a good neighborhood and Dickie loves it here."

"I really do love this house." Olivia replied observing the bedroom once more. She completely loved everything about this house, and even though she had seen the basement she was sure that it would be nice as well once he finished on it. "You're staring again." She turned to look at him to give him a small smile.

"What am I suppose to do when there is a gorgeous woman in my room?" Elliot smirked as he moved across the room to stand himself in front of her. "Well actually I have an idea but it involves my bed and I rather not mess up the sheets." He grinned.

Olivia blushed catching his meaning. "Is this how you get woman into bed? Invite them over, give them a tour of your house, and end up in your bedroom and sweet talk them into bed." She smiled.

"No. You're the first woman since my divorce that has been into my room." Elliot replied.

"Seriously?" Olivia inquired surprised since she figured that he would have woman falling all over him from his good looks and charm.

"Yea. I haven't been out with that many women since my divorce and those that I have been out with I didn't invite them to my home."

"Why did you with me?" Olivia wondered.

"Honestly, because you're different and I really wanted to impress you." Elliot laughed. "Is it working?"

"A little." She smiled at him her eyes dancing with amusement. Elliot moved closer to her so that there wasn't much space-if any-between them. "You're going to kiss me aren't you?" Olivia asked seeing his face getting closer and closer towards her.

Elliot couldn't help but smile at her. "If you stop talking I will." He teased.

"I'm sorry. I'm totally ruining the mood aren't I?"

"Liv?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up." And with that Elliot placed his lips on hers and prodded her mouth open with his tongue. One of his hands was placed on her hips and the other was tangled in the curls of her hair. Her hands were on his shoulder to balance herself. Each time he kissed her she felt lightheaded, but also wanted. She moaned as he gently bit her lip. He nudged her backwards until her legs hit his bed. Lowering her to the bed, his lips continued his attack on hers, never breaking the kiss. Olivia wrapped her legs around Elliot's waist bringing his lower body to collide with hers.

Elliot broke the kiss and groaned out his pleasure at the position they were in as his head rested on her shoulder. Olivia whimpered feeling his length resting snuggly between her legs. "Oh god." Olivia moaned from her moving which only caused him to grind into her more.

"Shit! Liv you're going to have to stop wiggling if you don't want this to progress any further." Elliot grunted out, feeling her slowly grind herself against him.

"I can't help it. It feels so good El." Olivia moaned breathlessly.

"Trust me, I know." Elliot responded feeling himself harden to almost fully erect.

Olivia wraps her hands around his neck, bringing his head down so his lips can meet hers once again. Elliot loses all sense of thought and the only thing that is on his mind is this woman beneath him that wants him as much as he wants her. He uses his hands to detangle her arms from around his neck and places them above her head, keeping the kiss slow and passionate while doing so. As one of his hands holds her hands above her head the other one works its way down her body stopping at her hips where her shirt has ridden up a little bit. His fingers skim the bare flesh underneath his fingertips and he can't help but notice it's all silky smooth. Slowly his hand makes it way up underneath her blouse and cups her lace covered breast.

Olivia moans at the contact, rubbing herself against him once again getting a whimper out of Elliot. Squeezing her breast, he retreats his other hand from above her and begins undoing the buttons on her blouse. Now that her blouse is free from her body she is left with a black lace bra. Elliot breaks the kiss and works his kisses down her jaw to her chest and then breasts. He peppers them as one of his hands snake around her back to unclip her bra, but before he gets the chance a noise interrupts them.

"What's that?" Olivia questioned breathless.

Elliot groans burying his head on her stomach. "The timer. Food's done." He replies dragging his body from hers.

"Saved by the bell." Olivia mumbles as Elliot helps her up and hands her her blouse.

"For the record. If that timer didn't go off I wouldn't have stopped." Elliot said staring at her as she buttoned her shirt up.

"I didn't want you to." Olivia replies quietly running her hands through her messy hair.

Elliot places a delicate kiss on her lips, knowing that if he was too deepen it it would only get out of hand again and they would never make it to dinner. "Come on gorgeous." Elliot smiles grabbing her hand and leading her back to their dinner, hoping to forget about her in just a bra, but knowing it was impossible.

A/N: This chapter was starting to get long so I cut it short but don't worry there's still more of the date to come. :)