A/N: Hey! Here's another fantastic update for Strength to Stay! *SMUT* I must admit, I haven't written much smut, but this was pretty fun to write and it turned out pretty good! Please review! Follow and Favorite if you would like as well!
It seemed they had only closed their eyes for a few minutes before both Brian and Olivia were shaken awake by a rather irritated looking Elliot.
"Do you know how fucking weird it is for me to sleep in the same room as you two lovebirds?," Elliot hissed through gritted teeth. Olivia recognized instantly that her partner was going to become livid in a few seconds if they didn't leave him to himself. Her heart ached a little bit, realizing that she and Brian had taken the only place where he could be alone and at peace. Her being the insensitive person that she was, hadn't thought about that last night.
"Sorry, El," Olivia murmured sleepily, lifting herself off of Brian's chest. "What time is it?"
"Time for you to get a watch," Brian responded with a cheesy, tired grin. She couldn't help the giggle that escaped her. Though she'd heard the annoying joke many times before, it was just so damn adorable hearing it come from Cassidy.
"It's like five o'clock," Elliot said, ignoring Brian's joke. "I have to testify in court on a collar I did a few months back and I would really, really like some peace before I go. Is that really so hard to ask?"
"What are we doing that's so bothersome?," Olivia asked, standing up and stretching. No previous boyfriends of hers ever complained about her sleeping habits. She might kick a little but nothing to keep Elliot from getting his sleep.
"Brian snores like a mother fucker and you're constantly talking about the stupidest shit, like wanting to go to the Bahamas." A jolt of alarm rocketed through her body. Olivia never knew that she had been a sleep talker and she actually did want to go to the Bahamas, but she never dared tell anyone that. It was just too personal. She wondered what else she had blurted out and knew she had to ask, in fear that he had heard something he shouldn't have heard.
"What else did I say?," Olivia questioned, crossing her fingers that she didn't say anything explicit about what she wanted to do to Brian. Elliot rolled his eyes and gave her a knowing look, as if he read her mind which wouldn't be too surprising since he knew her better than anyone, except maybe Brian.
"Nothing about you-know-who." A deep tinge colored Olivia's cheeks and she immediately wanted to crawl into a hole and die. The last thing she wanted Brian to think was that she was some sort of attached woman who dreamed in graphic detail about her lover. Truthfully, she kind of was, but not in the weird way many people would imagine so.
"Look, Elliot we'll leave so you can get your beauty sleep," Olivia snipped brushing past the disheveled detective, while a snickering Brian followed her. She needed to get out of there before she gave herself away anymore. As the door to the crib closed, Brian's hand immediately found hers, spinning her exhausted body into his. Once more, her face was nuzzled into his broad chest like it had been back in the crib while his hands wandered to her waist.
"Do you dream about me, Liv?," Brian muttered into her hair. She wanted to answer honestly and tell him 'yes, of course I do,' but she didn't seem to be able to form words. Actually, her whole body felt like it had been turned into a puddle of jelly. Maybe it was because someone so damn fantastic was holding her, gently caressing her waist that was making her become mute.
It was when Brian's lips brushed softly across her forehead that Olivia's legs went completely out from under her, something she could never say had happened before, at least not because of a man. Luckily, he was there to support her, holding her lower back and pressing her against his body. It didn't take a particularly observant person to notice how much he wanted her by the way his cheeks were flushed red and his lower body thrusted involuntarily against hers.
"Yes," Olivia replied breathily, remembering he was waiting for an answer. "They're the best dreams." She felt him chuckle and she smiled, loving that she was so close to him that she could actually feel him laugh. That one small fact made the moment so much more intimate.
"I dream about you too," Brian whispered, his lips traveling lightly to her temple. "All the time." She was about to say something, she didn't know what, but something that would surely spur Brian's hard on for her, when they heard a soft cough from the bullpen. Immediately they pulled away from each other, Olivia almost tripping down the stairs in the process, but catching herself on the railing at the last minute.
A tall, pretty blonde woman stood looking up at them with a small smile on her face. She was dressed in a pencil skirt and a crisp white shirt, holding a large leather briefcase. She was obviously a working woman, maybe a lawyer, but neither Olivia nor Brian had seen her before. Her shoulder length blonde hair hung effortlessly pretty and even from a distance Olivia could tell she had shiny, crystal blue eyes that reflected the dim lights of the precinct.
"Hi." She greeted them with a small wave. "I'm Alex Cabot, the new ADA for Special Victims." Olivia's blood ran cold, realizing there was a very good chance this new, young woman, eager for some attention would tell on them and God forbid what Cragen would do when he found out. Alex smiled gently, seeming to realize that she had startled Olivia with her new status. "Trust me I didn't see anything." She winked. "I was just wondering if there was a Detective Stabler anywhere here. He had to testify this morning in court and I just wanted to introduce myself." Olivia let out a small sigh, not completely convinced though.
"Yeah he's in there." She ushered behind her to the door. "He's not exactly in the best mood today, though, so I'd be careful." Though Olivia didn't want to come off sounding like an asshole for immediately pointing out her partner's foul behavior, she knew it would be rude not to warn Alex or anyone else for that matter because she knew how nasty he could get.
"Thanks for the advice," Alex replied with a small laugh.
"No problem," Olivia responded, her hand instinctively reaching behind her to find Brian's. His hands were warm and comforting as they curled around hers while she proceeded in tugging him down the stairs. Alex seemed to be watching them intently with a small, knowing smile on her face, but not the kind that belied her assurance a few moments ago.
"Well you guys enjoy yourselves," Alex said, obviously biting back a laugh. "And seriously don't worry about it," she affirmed with a light nod. Olivia hadn't known the woman for more than a few minutes and she already knew she was by far the best ADA they'd had in a long, long time. Not only because she turned a blind eye to their make out session, but because that showed that she wasn't the kind of asshole lawyers SVU usually had to deal with on a daily basis.
Once the door to the crib had closed, Olivia and Brian were rushing out of the office with only one place on their mind. Thank God for the weekends.
They barely made it to Olivia's apartment, hell they barely made it out of the cab before their lips were attached to each others once more and the lust grew until they both felt like they might possibly explode.
The minute they stumbled into the hallway of her apartment, Olivia had slammed the door shut and Brian had swept Olivia off her feet before she even knew what was happening. He carried her to the bedroom in record time, laying gentle kisses along her neck and collarbone as he walked, loving the way her smooth, tan skin tasted against his lips.
"Mmmm Bri," Olivia moaned as he put her down on the bed, hurriedly beginning to unbutton his shirt. In a minute she had thrown the thin, white fabric off to the side and splayed her hands across his toned abs. They flexed involuntarily as she caressed him, scratching him ever so lightly, leaving a long trail of red lines. He grunted and ran his fingers across her face, satisfied when goosebumps sprouted up along her neck and her fondling faltered.
Without a seconds hesitation Brian lightly pushed her hands off of his chest, allowing him full access to her clothed chest. He fumbled with the buttons, his excitement clearly visible to Olivia. She bit her lips, holding back a smile and took his large hands in hers, guiding them down lower to the button on her pants.
Brian knew what she was hinting at and he immediately began working at the zipper as Olivia, unbuttoned her blouse and slid it down her arms, discarding it as she had with his top. Brian had succeeded in getting her pants undone and was in the process of getting them down her long, tan legs when he looked up, his mouth dropping open in shock.
Olivia crossed her arms over her bra, feeling self conscious at the amazed look on his face. "What?," she asked, the thin lines on her forehead coming into view as they did whenever she got worried. Brian bent down and kissed her passionately on her lips, letting his hands roam up her waist to her bra.
"You're just so fucking beautiful," He muttered when they broke away from the kiss for fresh air. Olivia smiled shyly up at him and then, before she knew it, Brian had reached behind her and undid her bra, tossing it off to the side. He thumbed her soft, pink buds for a moment before descending upon her and taking a breast into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the tender flesh.
"Fuckkkk," Olivia moaned, her right hand raking through his short hair as he lavished her breast, the other positioned on her other breast, tugging at her nipple. She didn't feel him hurriedly working at the button on his pants while still lapping hungrily on her. She did, however, notice when he tugged his pants down his legs along with his boxers, exposing himself to her. Olivia gazed at his manhood longingly, loving the way it stood straight up and throbbed with need for a release. The next second, the power had shifted and Brian was now on his back with the beautiful detective straddling his legs, her hands creeping up closer to her intended destination. Involuntarily, Brian bucked upwards, needing contact with her.
Olivia chuckled and leaned forward to his abdomen, leaving a trail delicate, gentle kisses until she reached his hard member. She cupped a hand around him, unmoving and realized that he's a lot bigger than she remembered; then again she had been drunk off her ass. Now, she was completely sober, able to take in every moment and drink in the sight of him before her; his eyes squeezed shut with ecstasy, his muscles flexing as she began to gently massage him, the way he tried to stop the involuntary thrusting of his hips into her palm.
And then the next moment her lips were mere centimeters away from his, her hot breath falling onto him and her dark hair barely brushing over his lower body. It was when she began to gently kissed his dick that he realized what she intended on doing and though he wanted her to do it more than anything, it didn't seem like the thing women enjoyed to do. So, with his last bit of self control, Brian softly brushed her hair out of her eyes and cupped her face.
"Love, you don't have to-," he started, but Olivia immediately silenced him by smashing her lips against his, her tongue entering his mouth before Brian could finish a coherent thought. Her hands gently continued to massage him as their tongues swirled together.
"I want to," Olivia breathed as they broke apart. He wanted to argue, to tell her that she didn't have to do something so unpleasant, but the way she slid back down his body, her breasts pressing against him made him think perhaps she really did want to. And when he finally felt her hot, velvety mouth envelope his throbbing member he knew she wanted to do this. There was absolutely no way she didn't want to, not with the way her mouth slid up and down him with determination and the way she looked up at him with a certain glint in her eyes. He bucked upwards instinctively pushing himself farther into her mouth. This earned a cute giggle to vibrate through Olivia's throat and Brian was certain he was dying right then and there. It was just so unfathomably amazing that he was here again with Olivia 'Badass' Benson, someone who would certainly never just go down on any guy. It made him want to jump up and down like an excited kid, but he knew he would have time for that later.
"Liv," he ground out through his teeth, clenching his fists to hold back the urge to primally fuck the hell out of her. "You need to stop this." Olivia listened and sucked on him for a few more seconds before letting him go. She climbed back up to him, kissing his muscular body the whole way. Brian couldn't miss the cocky smirk on her lips as she snuggled herself into his neck. He knew it just as well as she did that he nearly lost all control with her and though it wasn't entirely surprising no other woman had ever made him feel like she did.
"Hmmm," Olivia hummed, "Did you like that?" He didn't really know how she was asking him that because it was evident she already knew the answer. So Brian just nodded and grinned over at her, brushing a few stay hairs out of her bedroom eyes.
"I think it's your turn." Olivia lay her head back on the pillows as he began his slow descent to her pants, his tongue rolling over her nipples and his hands tracing small patterns on her stomach. He tugged the fabric down the long length of her legs along with her skimpy, lace underwear Brian knew he would be seeing in his dreams. "Jesus, Liv," he murmured, taking in the full sight of her completely naked before him. His fingers danced over the fresh deep purple bruise on her lower stomach and he was hit with a flash of sudden anger at Barry.
But he dismissed it, because it wasn't about him and his anger now, it was all about Olivia.
Her chest heaved up and down as she stared at him, waiting for his tongue to glide over her most intimate parts. And though he wanted to take in the moment and remember it, saving it for a time in the future when Olivia wasn't available to him, he couldn't stop himself. He grazed his soft tongue around her wet center and she immediately groaned and began writhing.
"Holy shittttt," Olivia moaned as he sucked and lapped at her hungrily. One hand traced lazy patterns on her inner thigh while the other toyed with her breast. Brian swore to himself that this was by far the best sex he had ever had, not just because Olivia was beautiful and talented in bed, but because of the simple fact that it was Olivia he was with. Though Brian had only been with SVU for a mere year, he knew that there had never been another detective like Olivia. She was charming, seductive, gorgeous, but at the same time she knew her place and where to draw the line. That line had been crossed those few nights ago after a few drinks, but the fact that she was choosing to do it again was just enough to blow Brian out of his mind. Just as he was thinking of what she was able to do to him, his tongue plunged inside her core earning a loud, strained whimper from Olivia. He knew she was teetering on the edge of her climax and although he wanted to drag the whole process out, he couldn't wait to get inside of her and he doubted she could either. To get to his point as soon as possible, Brian took two of his thick fingers and easily slipped them into her tight center.
"Oh Fuck, Bri!," Olivia screamed as she threw her head back onto the pillows. Her lower body bucked against his face and he took his other hand that had been playing with her breast and placed it securely around her waist so he could work his magic. After that he closed his eyes and let himself enjoy her taste, her scent, her sounds. He sucked on her clit while his two finger pumped in and out of her, the speed becoming faster and faster with each incoherent moan she let out. Within 30 seconds he felt her tight body clench around his fingers and his eyes flew open to look at her. A few beads of sweat were dripping down her neck and her back was arched so high that it wasn't even touching the bed.
Brian felt Olivia's hand move to his head as she pressed him harder against her clit.
"Please Brian, harder….," Olivia whined, tossing her head restlessly. He obliged to her demand and thrusted his fingers faster and harder into her. "Oh my God!," she cried out as she let herself go completely. Brian loved watching her like this. It was just so erotic and beautiful, something he could swear he had never seen before. Finally, once the tremors in her body had subdued, Brian withdrew himself from her and situated himself between her legs.
"Do I need a condom?," Brian asked. Olivia nodded, though she trusted him completely and wanted him to be inside her with nothing separating them, she wasn't prepared to become pregnant,not when she was so young. Brian climbed off of the bed and reached into his pants and took out his wallet. He extracted a condom and tore open the outer wrappings. Olivia giggled as he nearly jumped back onto the bed, already through rolling the thin latex over himself.
"Liv, you're amazing," Brian moaned as he bent down a kissed her deeply on the lips. She gently nipped at his lower lip as her hips wiggled, her wet center making contact with his dick.
"I need you inside of me," Olivia whimpered as she grazed her fingernails down his back. Brian knew she was satisfied when he shuddered and let out a trail of explicits. Still, he wanted to wait, but the heat that was pulsating through his veins and the way his head was spinning from so much pleasure was just too much to handle. He pushed the head of his throbbing member inside of her. Once more, her back arched and she muttered his name over and over again. Hearing his name being whispered from her lips in such a seductive, arousing way, made him snap before he could stop himself.
Brian began thrusting in and out of her with fast, hard strokes hearing her moans turn into animalistic, painful growls. He knew he was going harder than he should considering she couldn't hesitate in throwing him out, but he couldn't stop. He was just so focused on her the way she looked, the way she felt like velvet against him that he couldn't bring himself to slow down. It surprised him though, because he had never been into rough sex, not with the way things could easily turn bad with it, but there was something different about it now. It was like he had made it his personal mission, unknowingly, to brand Olivia as his, to leave some sort of reminder of what they had done.
"Oh my fucking Christ, Olivia!," Brian shouted pounding into her, still, feeling himself tipping. Rather than have himself come first, his fingers found their way to her clit and massaged. Olivia threw her head from side to side, her eyebrows scrunched up in concentration. He knew she was trying to hold out for him because she'd already gotten her release, but he couldn't have that. He wanted her to feel twice as good as he did.
"Come, Liv. Come for me," he whispered breathily into her ear. It took only seconds for her to tighten around him, making his movements hard to comply to, but he pushed through, his release coming seconds after hers. Brian continued moving inside of her body for a good few minutes, not able to stop the involuntary thrusting. He collapsed beside her, not wanting to crush her by laying on top of her, though it would have been his preference to stay inside of her. They both lay there, breathing heavily separated by a few inches of space, but neither one of them noticed. Brian turned his head and stared at Olivia, his eyes grazing over her body covered in a slick layer of sweat. Her dark hair was soaking wet and stuck to her neck and face and Brian tried not to think about how he had caused that. He was far too tired for another round, though his body would surely be willing.
"Liv?," he asked.
"Yeah?" Her eyes were still closed and her chest was coming back to a normal rhythm of breathing.
"Did I hurt you?," Brian questioned, scooting over and filling the space between them. He brushed her hair away from her face so he could see her eyes if she opened them, her beautiful brown eyes. He was surprised when she snickered, but alas her eyes opened.
"Bri, you definitely didn't hurt me," Olivia explained, kissing his neck tenderly.
"I thought I was going too hard and I'm sorry I just lost control-." Olivia cut him off before he could finish by placing a finger on his lips. A smile curled at her full lips as she gazed longingly into his eyes.
"Seriously, that was the best sex I've ever had," Olivia assured him, her hand wrapping around the large muscles on his forearm. She traced her fingers from her other hand down his face, rubbing gently over the five o'clock shadow. Brian moaned as she caressed him. Olivia giggled and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"See this is what you do to me," Brian joked burying his face into her neck, breathing in the warm scent of her body. A few minutes later after they snuggled, Olivia excused herself for a shower, promising Brian they were going to go out for lunch. Once he heard the shower start, Brian hopped out of bed and began jumping up and down like an excited kid.