A/N: This is a smutty chapter. Thanks so much to my wonderful beta!!
This chapter is for dramawitsvu17, you are my bestest friend! I hope you enjoy. Please read and review.
Disclaimer: Own nothing except Brady.
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Last time:
"I'll be in a hotel." She said angrily before storing out of the house, leaving Elliot in shock.
Once he came out of the shock, he ran after her. "Liv!" He called out but it was too late. She'd jumped in to a taxi and was gone.
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Elliot walked back in to the house to find Maureen sitting on the stairs, sadly.
"You heard all that, huh?" He asked as he sat beside his daughter.
Maureen patted her father's back, softly. "Yeah, I did. You need to find Liv and tell her that the divorce between you and Mom was not her fault because we both know that it wasn't."
Elliot sighed. "She didn't believe me, Mo."
"Yeah, well, you didn't sound too convincing, Dad. You have got to get her and Brady back."
Elliot jumped up and grabbed his car keys, wallet and badge. "You're right." Was all he said before rushing out of the house.
Elliot made a quick run to the twenty-four hour market about five blocks from his house to buy Olivia's favourite chocolate before rushing to the hotel that he knew that she would be staying at.
He walked up to the counter and showed his badge. "Is Olivia Benson here?"
"Yes sir. Room 2B," the young blue eyed, blonde haired woman said from behind the desk and passed him a key.
"Thanks." Elliot rushed up the stairs and to the white painted door with 2B on it.
Elliot slowly raised his right fist and hesitated before knocking. Upon receiving no answer, he used the key and unlocked it. He walked in, quietly, closing the door behind him as he tip-toed in to the hotel room. Elliot found Olivia curled up on the large, comfy, king sized bed, sound asleep. Brady was softly fussing in his carrier, so Elliot tip-toed over to his son and picked him up, out of the carrier. "It's ok, little man. Daddy is here now." He murmured and rocked him, delicately.
Sensing a presence in the room, Olivia woke and began to freak out when she saw the carrier was empty but she immediately settled down when she saw Elliot rocking their son to sleep.
She took a slow, deep breath. "El..."
Elliot turned around and sighed. "I'm so sorry, Livvie. I don't blame you at all; none of it is your fault. I now have you and Brady and I am the happiest I have been in a very long time," he admitted, looking deeply in to her beautiful pools of deep mocha.
Olivia was satisfied with Elliot's confession so she got up and wrapped her arms around him, being careful of Brady, who was nearly sound asleep in his father's big, strong, warm arms, sucking on his pacifier.
After a few minutes of silence, Olivia pulled back a bit to find their son sleeping.
She caressed his warm, baby-soft, olive toned cheek with the tip of her thumb and smiled. "He's so precious, isn't he, El?"
Elliot looked down in to Olivia's eyes with a big smile and gave Olivia a quick kiss on the lips. "Yes, he is but he's a mama's boy." He joked.
Olivia laughed lightly. "You got a problem with that?"
"Mmmm...Yes I do." He laughed and gave her another soft kiss.
"Well you can kiss my butt." She poked her tongue out at him, playfully.
"Well bend over then." Elliot smirked.
Olivia laughed and shook her head. "Let's go home, El."
Elliot nodded in agreement and put Brady back in his carrier before giving Olivia the chocolate he bought for her. "This is for you, babe."
Olivia smiled and took the box of chocolate. "Thanks, El."
The couple walked out of the hotel, hand in hand with Elliot holding the carrier containing their son in his other hand.
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Elliot walked in to the house with Olivia right behind him, who had Brady in her arms since they decided to keep the carrier in the backseat of Elliot's car.
In the living room Maureen, Kathleen, Dickie and Lizzie smiled, when they noticed that Olivia and Brady had returned home with their father.
Both of them seemed happy and their earlier argument had been long forgotten.
"Could you please take care of Brady for a little while? He has just been fed and burped so his diaper may need to be changed," Olivia said and passed her son to Maureen.
"Sure, Liv. I would love to," She replied with a smile and just as quickly as they walked in, they were gone again, except they headed to the bedroom together and locked the door behind them.
Kathleen looked at the twins. "You know what they're up to so you might want to put some music on," she laughed and followed her older sister into Lizzie's room, where Brady's diapers were.
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Elliot pushed her up against the door, pushing it closed completely. His lips captured hers in an earth-shattering kiss. It was as if he was trying to make up for the time he lost with her while she was in Australia.
Olivia gave as good as she got, her tongue duelling with his as it invaded her mouth.
He reached behind her and locked the door with a flick of his wrist.
His hands made a trail over her body, starting at her shoulders, gliding down her back, and finally arriving at the globes of her ass, the last destination within his reach.
Olivia moaned at the contact and wrapped her legs around him, trying to get as close to him as possible.
She tore her lips away from his. "Bed," she gasped out.
"Mmhmm..." came his muffled reply from where he attached his lips to her neck, causing her to moan out in pleasure.
She couldn't take it anymore, she tore at his shirt, pulling it out of the band of his slacks.
By the time they reached their large, soft, king-sized bed, the two had already shed every last piece of clothing they had.
Elliot was planting soft, light kisses on Olivia's neck, making a trail down her breasts, stomach, as if mapping out her body with his lips. He intentionally skipped over her heated core and moved to the inside of her slender, olive toned thighs.
Olivia moaned loudly in anticipation. She arched her back and moved down, hoping Elliot would get the hint. "El..please...I need you in me...now," she pleaded, breathing heavily with arousal.
"Be patient, my love," Elliot panted back, trying to ignore the throbbing erection, trying to think of things besides his incredibly sexy lover writhing underneath him in an attempt to avoid coming right then and there.
The beautiful detective gently grabbed Elliot's wrist and led his hand to her moist, aroused core.
Elliot finally got the hint and slid two long, thick fingers in to the drenched warmth of her centre.
Olivia arched her back, letting out a wanton sigh, and reached down, rubbing her own clit, exciting Elliot more as well as herself in the process.
"Ahh! I'm so close, El," Olivia moaned in pleasure at his ministrations.
The handsome detective could feel the brunette's inner walls tightly grip on his fingers. "I know. Let go, baby," he whispered, seductively.
With one last twist of his agile fingers, Olivia's climax fit full force, her body convulsing as she spilled her juices, coating his fingers.
Elliot moved up, licking Olivia's milky nectar off his fingers. "Mmm, you taste so good, Livvie."
"Mm-hm." Olivia was still trying to get her breathing under control but she grabbed Elliot's face and began a passionate kiss. Olivia licked his lips begging for entry, which Elliot accepted and opened his mouth, allowing their tongues to explore. She groaned, tasting herself on his tongue.
When air became a problem for the love birds, Elliot lined his throbbing member at the entrance of Olivia's aroused core.
He looked deeply in to her beautiful pools of chocolate brown, seeking confirmation before penetrating her.
Olivia nodded her approval and intertwined her hands with Elliot's as he delicately entered her, slowly filling her.
Olivia gasped and Elliot stopped his movement.
"Sorry, baby," he whispered, feeling bad.
"It's alright, El. It's just been awhile," she admitted softly.
Elliot nodded in understanding. "Ready?"
Olivia nodded and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Elliot began moving in and out of her; slowly and passionately at first but then gradually picking up his pace.
"Oh Liv...you're so tight, baby."
Olivia was meeting Elliot with each and every thrust. "Oh, my God...Faster, El...Faster!" she panted.
Olivia couldn't believe how quick her orgasm was coming as she felt the familiar tingling in her lower abdomen.
Elliot reached down and began to tease Olivia's swollen nub, effectively sending her over the edge in to her orgasm, screaming out his name.
Olivia's juices coated his member and he thrust three more times before emptying his seed deep within her.
The couple lay there, trying to control their breathing.
"Wow," Elliot slid out of his lover and lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her petite body.
Olivia snuggled in to him and rested her head on his chest.
"That was great," she whispered as she reached up, giving Elliot a quick kiss on the lips. "I love you."
Elliot rubbed soft circles on Olivia's back. "I love you, too."
The pair of them heard the house phone ring but chose to ignore it, knowing that one of the children would pick it up, not one minute later they were disturbed by a knock at the door.
"Sorry to interrupt." It was Maureen at the bedroom door, holding baby Brady.
"What's wrong, Maureen?" Elliot asked, not pleased with being interrupted during this time alone with Olivia.
"I need to give you Brady because Mom decided she wants to see us kids about something."
Elliot sighed as he and Olivia got under the covers to preserve some sense of decency. "Alright, come in."
Maureen hesitated as she opened the door and walked in. She felt bad for interrupting them but she couldn't take Brady with her since Olivia was breastfeeding him and Kathy would go berserk if she saw Brady, knowing that Elliot was his father.
"Why does your mom want to see you?" Elliot asked as Maureen passed a wide awake Brady to his mother.
Maureen shrugged. "I don't know. I'll see you later." She walked out.
Olivia looked at Elliot as she slowly and gently rocked her son. "Another revenge plan?" she asked before gently placing Brady in between her legs on the covers.
Olivia lifted up Brady's top and started blowing raspberries on his chubby belly, making Brady giggle with excitement.
Elliot sighed as he watched his youngest child giggle, looking up at his mother with his shiny, azure blue orbs. "I hope not." He whispered.
