Elliot and Nick waited several beats but Olivia didn't come to the door, causing the duo to look at one another.
"She's not home?" Elliot questioned nobody in particular as he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. She's always home on Friday nights. Unless she's not. Things started running through his mind that made his blood boil.
Does she have plans with a friend?
Is she out with a guy?
Elliot was brought out of his trance by Nick pulling out his key ring. Both he and Nick had a copy of her apartment key, just in case something would ever happen.
"We can just leave it and a note." Nick simply said opening her apartment door.
When the detectives stepped inside the apartment they were instantly hit with the unique smell of Olivia. A mix of her vanilla lotion and the $150 Ralph Lauren perfume she loves. The two would never admit it but they loved that smell.
Once the two were brought back to reality from their little lovestruck world, their detective instincts began to kick in. The duos eyes met after noticing the open bottle of wine on the counter. Nick and Elliot glanced at one another and confirmed their similar thoughts: maybe she was home.
Before the detectives could rationalize the situation any further, they heard a soft moan fill the apartment that came from no doubtingly Olivia's bedroom.
Elliot and Nick stilled. Did they really just hear what they think they heard?
As if on cue, to confirm the two men's thoughts, another moan floated into their ears like an angels whisper.
"Mmmmm"
The two men would be lying if they said they weren't turned on. They were unsure what they heard at first, but the second time, it was louder and clearer and they knew exactly what was happening.
Nick smirked at Elliot and nudged his head in the direction of her bedroom which they both were too eager to push any thoughts of "invasion of privacy" or "inappropriate conduct" out of their minds.
When they reached their bosses bedroom door, their eyes were drawn to the beautiful, curvaceous, creature laying on the bed in the semi-lit room while their brains were trying to process what they were seeing.
Feet flat on the bed, legs spread wide...
Arched back...
Eyes closed...
Mouth open, moaning...
Using a dildo on herself...
What's that sound? Is it vibr...A vibrating dildo...
Playing with her tits...
The two stood in the doorway dumbstruck as they watched their boss, Badass Benson, work herself in such a feminine way. They felt their own pants begin to tighten at the way she was bringing herself closer and closer to the edge of the delicious pleasure she was looking for.
"Ohhh fuck, Elliot!"
Did she just moan my name?
Did she just moan his name?
Elliot met Nick's unamused face with his signature cocky smirk.
"Yes! Nick, ohhhh!"
It was Nick's turn to smirk at Elliot causing him to roll his eyes.
The two looked on at their beautiful boss masturbate until they realized what they were truly both witnessing.
They met each other with wide eyes. Both detectives caught an immediate case of cotton mouth. They were speechless.
Olivia Benson was masturbating while fantasying about the two of them fucking her.
A sudden high pitched squeal and a gasp brought them back to reality.
"Jesus Christ! Yesss! Elliot! Nick!"
They watched as she thrashed her head from side to side as her hand controlling the dildo stopped abruptly and she caught her breath. Her body was shaking and her little breathy moans were making the men's pants nearly burst at their seams.
The two looked at each other silently deciding what they were going to do next.
Olivia had just finished catching her breath when her eyes shot open, hearing haughty laughter from across her bedroom.
Startled, she glanced over at her bedroom door to see Elliot and Nick propped up against the doorframe, drinking in her naked and satisfied body, both obviously affected by what they saw by the bulges in their pants. The brunette quickly covered her naked body up with her gold silky comforter.
"What the fuck are you two doing here?" Their Lieutenant screeched, mortified that this wasn't actually the nightmare she prayed it was. They had seen her naked and they were obviously enjoying it, bringing her mind back to the song she was singing in the shower just a little while earlier.
Elliot continued to chuckle as he reached down and grabbed his hard-on through his jeans before speaking up, "There really isn't any need to hide yourself from us now, Olivia. We very much so enjoyed your little show," he smirked at her as he and the younger detective moved a little closer to the bed.
Olivia was dumbstruck. They had apparently entered her apartment without her knowledge and watched her get herself off.
"But Stabler, I think she is just as turned on as we are knowing that we were watching her the whole time. I bet if we strip that comforter off, we'd find her wetter than she's ever been in her life." Nick said confidently.
They were right, she thought as she slammed her eyes closed for the second time tonight. Just the thought of them watching her move the vibrator in and out of herself while she made herself cum, was such a turn on. Hell, she was thinking of them while she was working herself. She screamed their names for Christ sake! They most certainty got an ego boost from that, she rolled her eyes. She was soaking and the fluid that was gathered between her thighs wasn't from her recent release, it was from the newly established knowledge that her two hottest detectives had witnessed everything. However, she couldn't let herself admit that they were turning her on. She snapped her head back towards the men when she heard Elliot's response.
"Oh, I know she is," the older detective smirked at him and then at his commanding officer, still laying naked in her bed with a deer caught in the headlights look plastered on her face.
"Fuck you both," Olivia huffed as she shimmied herself further under the safety of her covers still shocked and slightly annoyed at her circumstances.
Elliot and Nick laughed again, "We're glad we're all three in the same mindset." Nick said as he loosened his tie, Elliot following his same actions.
"Ya see Liv, we're detectives and we're able to read people quite well," Elliot started as he stepped closer to her. "The best actually, in your own words. We've both noticed how you react around the both of us, despite how hard you try to hide it under your CO stance," he finished as he gently swiped a strand of hair out of her eyes and placed it behind her ear as he watched Olivia look up at him. If looks could kill he'd be 6 foot under.
Nick took the silence as a cue to speak up, "And we're not gonna lie, we think about you the same way. You're a very beautiful woman," he confessed as he massaged her leg that was still under her comforter.
"I mean you obviously feel the same way, you just screamed out our names as you came around a fake cock," Elliot vulgarly explained to her with a shit eating grin, enjoying the ego boost she gave him.
Olivia Benson wasn't one to faint when she was faced in a shocking situation, however, the two men in her bedroom were causing her to rethink that. She looked at them quizzically, but somehow felt so safe. It shouldn't be surprising though, that's one of the things that she's always found so attractive about them, no matter what, in their presence, she always felt safe. She met Elliot's eyes when he started to speak once again.
"We've been jackasses lately and we know the way we act reflects on your ability to control your squad and we wanted to make it up to you," he said honestly as he rested his hand on her bare shoulder.
Olivia scoffed and moved out of their grips before slipping her robe on quickly and exiting her bedroom on a mission to fill her wine glass up again, she'd need it. Both detectives followed her and once they saw what she was doing, Elliot moved at the speed of lightning to remove the glass from her hand before it met her lips.
"No," he said in a dominant tone that shot right to her hot core. "You're going to want to be sober," he said as she shot daggers at him and then Nick.
NIck stepped closer with Elliot, both meeting her eyes as she backed up until she was stuck between the partners and her kitchen counter. "If you want this, we will give it to you." Nick told her seductively as they both reached a hand out to hold her hip, a form of comfort that both men had used over the years.
In that moment, Olivia Benson turned to mush. She let her guard down. She gave Elliot and Nick control. She listened to her herself for once instead of rationalizing the situation. She looked up at the men and she immediately knew that they knew she wanted it. She knew they could tell that she was giving herself to them, and she was so thankful they didn't make her verbally consent because she honestly didn't know if she would've been able to speak.
Olivia took a deep, shaky breath and met both men's eyes silently letting them know she wanted this more than anything.