9. Return

A few days later, it was near the end of the workday and Olivia was sitting at her desk working when she noticed Mr. Ramirez walk over to her. He had made her uncomfortable at times since he had asked her out for drinks a few times since she started working at the 7th Precinct.

He put one hand on the back of her chair and a couple of his fingers were on her back. Olivia wondered why he was doing it and sat up in the chair so that she wasn't against the back of it.

"I just wanted to come over and congratulate you on your hard work," he said. "I think the least I could do is take you out for a drink." He brushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. She shuddered inside and realized that she didn't like his touch.

"I can't tonight. I've got plans. Going to spend time with my husband," she replied.

"Oh really? What's his name?"

She cleared her throat. "Stabler. Elliot Stabler."

"The Elliot Stabler? The guy who works for the Special Victims Unit?"

"Yes."

"Well, he's a lucky guy. Goodnight, Olivia. See you in the morning."


That night as the couple slept, Elliot spooned his wife. She snuggled against him and felt incredibly safe with him next to her. A few hours later, she was awakened by Elliot moving around a lot in his sleep and muttering what sounded like, "Don't leave me".

"Babe! I'm here!" Olivia said, trying to shake him awake.

His eyes opened and they were looking around the room. When his eyes settled on her, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You left... you left me," he replied, looking said.

"Oh, Elliot," she continued. "You don't have to be scared. I'm not leaving you. I love you."

"I still think that one day you will."

"I promise you. I am not going anywhere. I love you so much."

Olivia kissed him, cupping his face. He moaned softly when she started to nibble on his lip.

"I love you too," he continued. She started kissing the side of his neck gently and he gasped in pleasure. "Oh, wife, don't stop. I want you."

"I want you too."

"Do you really want this? You can always say no."

"Yes, I really want this." She started leaving little bites all over his chest as she moved further down his body. "I am yours. You have my heart and soul until the end of time."

Olivia took him in her mouth and began sucking, feeling him react to the pleasure she was giving him.

"Olivia, please, keep going," he moaned, putting his fingers in her hair. "It feels so good."

She continued for another two minutes, and then he pulled her up to his lips and kissed her.

Olivia slowly sank down on him until he was fully inside her and she leaned down to kiss him.

"What have you done to me?" he asked as he thrusted up into her.

"I should be asking you the same question," she said, smirking at him.

After they made love, Olivia fell back to sleep and when she woke up, she looked at the alarm clock and realized that she was going to be late for work.

"Crap!" she shouted, immediately getting out of the bed and heading over to the shower. She took a quick shower and then walked over to the closet and got dressed. Elliot was now awake and watching her put her clothes on. "I'm sorry, baby, I have to get to work. Mr. Ramirez is not going to be happy with me."

"You sure I can't get you to stay?" Elliot asked.

"No, not this morning. I really need to get going to work. Tonight, baby." She kissed him goodbye, grabbed her things, and walked out of the apartment to the parking lot. She then drove to the precinct.


When she finally sat down at her desk, Mr. Ramirez was very upset. He glared at her.

"What time do you think it is?" he snapped at her.

Olivia swallowed nervously before speaking. "I'm sorry. I overslept. I'll get to work right away."

"Just don't let it happen again. Bring me a coffee and then start working."

Olivia found a pot of coffee in the lounge that had just finished brewing. She found a mug and poured coffee for her boss. She brought it into his office and he barely acknowledged her.

Why is he so upset? she thought. I've never been late to work. He can't possibly be that angry at me for one time, can he?

She took her lunch break a few hours later and while she ate her lunch, she called her husband and told him what had been going on in the morning.

"So my boss is being super annoying today," she said to Elliot. "He's been upset with me all morning and I told him I wouldn't be late again. I don't understand why he's so mad."

"He's probably just having a stressful day. Don't let him get to you, love. Just think, tonight, you will be here with me and we'll be having some fun in bed."

"I like the sound of that," she said.

"What time should I come get you from work?"

"Six-thirty," I reply.

"Alright, baby, I'll see you then. I have a meeting to go to, so I'll talk to you later. I love you."

"I love you too."


Now, it was six-ten, twenty minutes before the end of Olivia's workday. She was looking around in her desk drawer for a granola bar, which is the one snack she kept in her desk. She looked up and saw Mr. Ramirez staring at her. She could tell that he was angry.

"We need to talk," he said. Olivia was nervous but followed him inside. He slammed the door shut. She knew that everyone else had gone home for the night. Elliot was outside waiting for her.

"What is it, Sir?" she asked.

"When I first hired you, I thought you had great potential. But I've noticed that you've been putting in less effort lately. Is your husband distracting you?"

Olivia was feeling terrified. She had no idea what her boss wanted, but she could see that he was eying her up and down. She was wearing a black dress and heels.

"Sir, your cab to the airport is going to be here soon and your necessary documents are on my desk. I need to go get them," Olivia said, preparing to leave the room. But suddenly, he trapped her against the closed door and put a hand on it. She felt unsure of what would happen next. "What is your issue? If you have a problem with me, you should talk to HR about it."

"HR won't need to hear about this. This is between you and me."

She could smell the alcohol on his breath and it started making her nauseous.

He continued speaking. "My boss wanted to hire someone else for your position, but I saw potential for you. Now, you can either make me happy or I'm going to start looking for secrets about Mr. Stabler. Why do you devote all your attention to him and barely any to me?"

"Um, Sir, I'd like to go home now," she said, feeling uncomfortable.

"I just think that if you're going to start sleeping your way through the precinct, then you should do it with someone who knows what they're doing. Admit it, Olivia. You want me."

"No, I don't!" she exclaimed. "I love Elliot."

"Oh, you love me too. All those dresses and skirts you wear, you were trying to lead me on."

She fought the urge to vomit right there on the floor.

"I'm way better at sex than he is," Mr. Ramirez continued. He was talking right next to her ear and she felt his knuckles brush her cheek. She turned her head to the side. "Mr. Stabler has no idea what he's doing."

"Please stop," she said.

"I'll make you cum like no one else ever has."

She twisted his finger and then kneed him in the groin. Olivia opened the door and made her way out of the precinct and into her husband's waiting arms.

"Olivia? What's going on?!" Elliot asked his wife, noticing her worried facial expression.

"My boss...he tried to assault me," she said.

"I'll kill him." Elliot started to leave, but she told him no.

"Please, don't leave me alone," she continued. He pulled her into a hug and then dialed Cragen to have Mr. Ramirez escorted out of the 7th Precinct and have him fired immediately.


"I'm sorry this happened, Olivia. I've known Ramirez for a couple of years but I had no idea that he was this troubled."

Captain Cragen was very shaken by what had happened and he was glad Elliot was there.

"I can take care of myself," Olivia told both of them defiantly, but she had to admit she was glad too, that Elliot had arrived when he did. She'd gotten away from Ramirez initially but she knew only too well how a strong woman could be cornered by a determined predator. She'd seen enough of that on the job to know that it could happen to anyone.

"I know that Olivia, but I'd still feel better if you came back to SVU."

Olivia opened her mouth to protest before she registered what Cragen was saying. Once she processed his words, she closed her mouth and looked up at her husband.

"Back to SVU?" Elliot asked, hope evident in his voice.

Cragen nodded.

"Yes. You work well together and I think I made a mistake, splitting you two up. I think I can make 1 PP see it my way. Now you won't be working together all the time," he added sternly, but the couple was already beaming at him.

"That's fine. Just fine," Olivia said quickly. "Thank you sir. Thank you very much."

Elliot thanked their boss too and when they left his office, he whispered in her ear,

"I think we have something to celebrate, Mrs. Stabler."

"Any ideas?" she whispered back?

"Oh yes. Definitely."


"Come with me, Mrs. Stabler," Elliot said to her, taking her hand and leading her down to their other bedroom. "What do you want, Olivia?"

"I want you. I want you so much," she replied.

If this was how they were going to celebrate her return to SVU, she wanted it. She wanted it very much.

"And you'll always have me. I've been yours since the day you started working at SVU."

She stood in the middle of the room, while Elliot walked over to her and unbuttoned her blouse, sliding it off her shoulders.

"Drop your skirt," he ordered. Olivia let it fall to the floor so that she was standing in nothing but her bra and underwear. "Get on the bed and lie on your stomach."

She obeyed his orders and wondered what was going to happen next.

He pushed her lace underwear aside and slid two fingers inside her.

"You are incredibly wet, Olivia," he said, moving them faster and curling them.

"Please, husband, don't stop!" she screamed, gripping the bed sheets.

And he didn't. He kept going until she came hard around him. Olivia turned onto her back and allowed him to slip her panties off. He walked over to the dresser and pulled out a small object, covering it in a liquid. Olivia took a closer look at the object and realized that it was a butt plug.

"I've wanted to use one of these on you for a while now, baby," he continued. "I have lube here to make it easier for you." He squirted some onto his fingers and covered the plug again with some more of the lube. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes," she said.

He slid the plug gently inside her behind and at first, she didn't feel anything. But then when he pushed the plug up towards her vagina, she suddenly felt pleasure.

He used his other hand on her clit. He flicked it with his thumb and slid a finger inside her.

"Elliot!" she screamed loudly. "Please, husband, it feels so good."

He pulled his hand away and left the plug inside her. He pulled down his sweatpants and then buried himself inside her. He went slow, while also using the plug on her as well. At that moment, Olivia could barely talk because she was experiencing so much pleasure. He sped up his thrusts, and she was unable to say anything. All she could do was moan and scream.

"Oh baby, you feel amazing. You're so tight. It feels like the first time, every time," Elliot said, moving the plug faster.

Olivia tightened up around him, knowing that she was about to cum hard. The orgasm ripped through her, and she screamed her husband's name.

She was left panting and feeling sated. Elliot groaned in pleasure as he came inside her, then pulled out. He took the plug and set it on the nightstand.

"You have quite the sexual appetite, Mrs. Stabler," he said.

"Well, that's because I have a sexy husband, Mr. Stabler," she replied.


A/N: The story didn't quite fit in this chapter so there will be a bonus chapter!
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