Here we go pure E/O....I'm not that great at writing smut so if it sucks then I'm sorry.

Olivia was laying on her side with Elliot laying behind her. His mouth was attached to her neck and his fingers were busy circling her nipples through her shirt. They had been trying to hold off all day. Having arrived home from the precinct they immediately started a make out session on the sofa.

It hadn't been either of their intentions to end up like this but these things happen. For both it was a way of escaping the tough memories that had resurfaced during the day, an easy way to escape words that neither of them wanted to say.

Elliot had practically carried Olivia into the kitchen as she remained attached to his body, not wanting to break contact for a single second. He made the decision that she needed to eat, she argued that she was only hungry for one thing and that it was absolutely not food. They had continued to make out in the kitchen before Elliot felt the babies kicking against his stomach that in itself was enough to make him think of food once again.

"I think our babies might be hungry."

Olivia groaned.

"Always hungry at inappropriate times...just like their father."

"Ah that's it blame the baby Daddy!"

Olivia giggled and broke contact to allow him to find them something to eat. As far as she was concerned the faster he made them something the faster they could carrying on with what they were doing.

She felt like a giddy school girl who was about to take things to the next level with the high school jock. Her hormones had been raging for days and it had taken everything she had to not jump Elliot at the first opportunity. Today however her hormones weren't to blame, her conversation with Fin was playing heavy on her mind. Even though she had begged him not to repeat anything to Elliot she was sure that if he really thought she was in danger he would betray her. She wouldn't blame him if he did, she'd do exactly the same thing in his shoes.

She didn't want Elliot to ask her if she'd spoken to Merritt after the 'shots', she didn't want to have to lie to him. The thing about her relationship with Elliot was when they were just partners she could twist the truth a little, she could tell him she was doing okay when really she wanted the world to swallow her up but now they were taking things further it just didn't seem right to lie.

After eating a very quick lunch they were soon at it again, they moved back into the lounge for a while before finally making it to the bedroom.

Elliot had managed to lose his clothes somewhere between the lounge and the bedroom. Olivia had his shirt off before they had even made it to the first step, his jeans were gone by the fifth and his boxers just outside the bedroom door. Elliot had unfortunately been a lot slower at undressing her, her jeans had stayed firmly on until they reached the comfort of the bedroom and he had only managed to rid her of her panties as he eased her gently down onto the bed.

Elliot sucked harder at Olivia's neck and pushed himself closer to her, she could feel his erection against her thigh for several moments before he gently slipped inside her, moving in and out at a slow pace before he heard her cry out. Initially he was lost in the moment, the feel of himself inside her was in itself enough to send him spiralling over the edge. In those few seconds he had unintentionally forgotten all about the comfort of the woman he was making love to. On hearing another gentle cry he quickly pulled out and turned her to face him.

"God Liv was I hurting you?"

"That was just a bad position."

She pushed him down against the bed and climbed on top of him, using one hand to balance herself and the other to guide him into her. As she sank down to meet his hips she decided to grab his shoulders. She used the support of his body to gently rock herself against him, she pushed up and down gently with Elliot raising his hips to met her with every one of her upward movements. Her hair which was originally tied back in a neat ponytail was now sprawled over her face, beads of sweat making it stick to her forehead slightly. She was tired and if it was anyone other than Elliot beneath her she would be wondering how she was going to have the energy to keep this up. Elliot's heightened groans were all she needed to keep her body moving.

Elliot pulled at the bottom of Olivia's T-shirt and tried to lift it up, Olivia grabbed his hands and pushed them away as she continued to slide up and down his length. Elliot moaned and massaged her breasts through her shirt for a while before trying again to remove it.

"El, don't."

He ignored her and carried on not thinking that she was being serious, a slap and the quick removal of Olivia's body from him suddenly made him realise his mistake. He turned in time to see Olivia disappearing into the bathroom and the door slamming behind her.

He heard the lock turning and quickly got up to try and reason with her. He wasn't sure what exactly had happened but he was certain that he must have done something wrong, maybe they were moving too fast. Maybe she didn't want him like he wanted her. He knocked loudly on the bathroom door.

"Go away." Olivia shouted through her tears.

"Liv baby will you come out so we can talk about this? I'm sorry if I did something wrong."

"I asked you not to and you carried on!"

"Baby I didn't think you were serious."

"Well I was."

"But why Liv? I don't understand."

" I didn't want you to have to look at me."

Elliot was about to call out again when Olivia's words suddenly hit him.

I didn't want you to have to look at me.

He choked on his emotions for a second before fighting back in true Elliot fashion.

"What? You didn't want me to have to look at you? I suggest you open that door or move out the way right now."

Elliot listened to a few more quiet sobs before the door opened and Olivia stood staring back at him. Not opening the door wasn't an option, she had known Elliot long enough to know that when he said he'd kick down the door it meant he'd do exactly that.

"Liv what's going on?"

"I'm fat El and I know you're not into that."

"I'm not into that? Where the hell did you get that from?"

Elliot took her hand and dragged her over to the full length mirror. She fought him but he was determined to not let go, he couldn't let go until he had sorted this all out. He positioned himself behind her and rubbed her shoulders.

"Do you trust me Olivia?"

"With everything I have."

"Then trust me with this."

Elliot's hands found the bottom of Olivia's T-shirt and slowly moved it up over her head. After discarding it somewhere by the window his arms snaked round Olivia's waist and his mouth connected with her neck.

"So beautiful."

Elliot noticed that Olivia was refusing to look in the mirror. He held back a small tear as he realised that suddenly Olivia was uncomfortable with her body, just knowing she felt that way made him feel uncomfortable too.

He moved his hands up to cup her ample breasts, they fitted perfectly in his large hands. Massaging them slowly he kissed her cheek while he watched the mirror as Olivia involuntarily moaned in his ear, he waited until her chocolate eyes met his baby blues before speaking.

"You wanna tell me what all this is about?"

He felt her body tense against him but he wasn't going to let this go. He would get to the bottom of things even if it was the last thing he did.

"I'm fat!"

He would have laughed if the situation hadn't of been so serious. Instead all he could do was smile gently and set about making things better.

"Olivia you're not fat. You're pregnant and believe me baby there is a big difference."

"What does it matter? It still equates to the same damn thing! Neither do it for you." She almost shouted at him in frustration.

He held her gaze in the mirror for several seconds before moving a hand up to wipe a few strands of hair off of her face. He didn't understand where she was getting this from, sure he had been through this with Kathy the first time but it had been nothing as dramatic as this. His body was disobeying the seriousness of the situation, he was rock hard and there was nothing he could do about it. Deciding that actions speak louder than words he used his other hand to push her back against him causing her to moan loudly as they bodies came in very close contact to each other.

"Doesn't that prove to you how much I want you?" He whispered in her ear as he bucked his hips forward to enforce his words.

"Kathy told me. She told me how you never wanted her during her pregnancies, how you just weren't into that. You find being fat a turn off."

At the mention of his ex wife's name Elliot immediately lost his arousal and pulled away from Olivia. He ran his hands through his hair before grabbing her shoulders and turning her around to face him.

"She said what?"

"She said I hope your guy isn't anything like Elliot because he wouldn't even look at me during my pregnancies."

Elliot shook his head in disbelief, he knew Kathy was pissed at him but he hadn't realised until now just how far she was willing to go to ruin his life.

"Liv she was playing you, she must have figured out that I was the father. She said those things to hurt you. Baby I swear to you that you still 'do it for me' and you always will do. It wouldn't matter if you grew two heads, I'd still always love you."

Olivia laughed through her tears.

"El she looked serious, she looked like she was telling the truth."

"It doesn't matter what she looked like, she was lying and I'll deal with that later. She had no right to say those things. Liv I love you okay? I love you more than I've ever loved anyone in my entire life and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. That wouldn't change even if you were fat."

He smiled and she smiled back finally relaxing a little and starting to find both truth and comfort in his words.

"I can see you're still not convinced....let me prove it to you."

"And how exactly do you plan on doing that Detective Stabler."

Elliot wiggled his eyebrows and reached for her hand.

"Follow me and you'll find out."

Elliot grabbed two pillows from the bed before making his way downstairs. Olivia was glued firmly to his side and he took great pleasure in showering her with kisses throughout the whole journey. On reaching the kitchen Elliot swiped the papers off of the table and placed a pillow at the top.

"No way El!" Olivia exclaimed.

"What? Doing it in the kitchen isn't your style? Believe me you'll love it."

Olivia could all but smirk as he lifted her onto the table and pushed gently on her shoulders motioning for her to lay back.

"Just buck your hips a little bit so I can slide this pillow under your back."

Elliot waved the pillow at her as she raised them just enough for him to slip it under. Slowly she eased herself back down as she felt Elliot parting her legs and shuffling between them. She raised her knees up as Elliot wrapped his strong hands around her thighs and pulled her body down the table to meet his. Olivia responded by wrapping her legs around him and allowing her feet to rest against his toned backside.

Olivia moaned loudly as he slid inside of her with ease, he moved up and down, touching her G-spot and sending her over the edge with each thrust seeming somewhat deeper than the one before. She reached for him but their position didn't really allow for her to wrap her arms round his neck like she wanted. For now she would just have to make do with keeping her hands to herself.

Elliot thrusted harder and harder not looking away from her dark eyes, not even for a second. Her pupils were dilated in pure pleasure and as he held onto her thighs he felt complete. The pain he'd been feeling since their encounter with Merritt suddenly disappeared. Looking into those eyes he saw everything he'd ever wanted, everything he'd ever needed.

Olivia knew she was close, she knew she couldn't hold back much longer. Her mind had been so busy during the day with so many thoughts and events whirling around. Right now all she could think about was the man between her legs and as he snaked his hand down between them and his fingers made contact with her skin she could hold back no longer. She screamed his name as she came and threw her head back trying to deal with the ragged breathing as he continued to thrust into her riding out his own wave of ecstasy.

He had called her name too and Olivia realised that nothing had ever sounded that beautiful, nothing had ever felt that good or that right but she also knew that tonight they had crossed a line. The line was invisible but it was there all the same, it was a line that could never be uncrossed. It didn't matter how much either one of them might want to go back, to change things, they never could. This time they had reached the point of no return.

The next chapter will reveal all, what did Merritt say to Olivia?.......Well you'll just have to wait and see......