A/N: Well…Hey guys. Super busy week with my fiancée (!).

So, here's the Honeymoon (insert heart).

See y'all on the other side!

To Kezia (dontstop) my babe. Who totally inspires me with everything she does. Love you!

I DON'T OWN SVU. OBVIOUSLY.

Chapter Twenty-One; Frisson~

Olivia Benson Stabler let the sand slip through her fingers as she lounged on the beach. Her husband was out in the ocean, showing off his swimming skills. She smiled at the thought of him. Elliot. Her husband. It was all surreal to her. The Italian sun was getting hotter by the second. Olivia stood from her lounge chair and shed her romper, throwing it off to the side. She smirked and looked down at her bikini. When he finally decided to stop being a mermaid and come up to the beach…He'd shit his pants.

Olivia put her aviator sunglasses back on and soaked up the sun. She thought back to the first day of their honeymoon, 10 days ago…..

~…TEN DAYS EARLIER…~

"We're going to Italy?" Olivia shrieked as they boarded the airplane. Elliot smiled at his new wife.

"No, Liv. Our boarding passes have typos. We're going to Canada!" Elliot said in a dead, sarcastic manner. She slapped his arm.

"I'm too excited to fight with you. We're going to Italy! I love you," She turned to him. He wrapped an arm around her and guided her into the plane.

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Her music brought her out of her slumber, and she looked around forgetting where they were. Olivia relaxed when she realized that she was on the plane. To Italy. She smiled and looked over to her sleeping husband. She bit her lip before leaning over and kissed up his neck, all the way up to his ear.

"Wake up sleepy-head," She breathed. Elliot let out a low moan before his bright blue eyes focused in on her. He shook his head.

"You're evil," Elliot told her while adjusting his pants.

"What? You don't want to become a member of the 'Mile High Club'?" Olivia teased him. He raised an eyebrow at her.

Then he leaned over to whisper, "Maybe on the way home…If you're a good girl."

Olivia shivered at the implication in his words. She couldn't wait til they got there. Neither could he.

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Elliot carried her over the threshold, and into the beautiful Italian home. Once they reached the stairs, he set her down.

"So in the morning, I'll go get our…" She cut off his sentence with a frantic kiss. Olivia pulled on his suit tie and shirt. Finally, she gave up trying to unbutton it and just yanked as hard as she could. Buttons flew everywhere, and ricocheted off the marble columns of the stairs. She raked her nails roughly down his defined chest and she licked and bit on his neck, marking him. He growled deeply.

"Fuck! Liv, stop. We have to do this slowly…for the first time…uhh.." He trailed off as she bit down on his nipple.

"El, I haven't had you in 3 fucking months. This is not going to be a sweet love making session." She contested and reached around to unzip her short, white, reception dress. What was hiding underneath made Elliot groan loudly.

"But, Liv… I…" She shushed him.

"You need to stop thinking and fuck your wife. Now," Olivia demanded. Elliot's control was ripped into shreds and he slammed her into the wall behind them. He ripped her lacy, black, thong in half and used his middle finger to toy with her already throbbing clit.

"You want me to fuck you? Huh?" Elliot asked her huskily. She didn't offer an answer, she just bucked her hips up into his hand trying to get more friction.

"Answer me, Liv." He growled out. She grabbed his wrist and thrust his finger inside of her dripping, wet, pussy.

"There's your answer," She panted out. Her moans increased as his finger massaged her from the inside. Olivia unbuckled his belt and pushed his dress pants down as well as his boxer briefs. She gripped his cock tightly, thumbing the tip of it. Then, she let go making him groan. She jumped up, trusting that he'd catch her, and rubbed her wet core against his thick erection. Her mocha eyes met his dark blue ones. He looked as if he was about to lose his mind, as was she.

"It's been so long…God...baby…" His eyes rolled back as the tip of him entered her.

"Uhhh..Jesus, El. You're killing me here baby. Please.." Her pleas turned into screams as he suddenly pulled the tip out and thrust in roughly.

"FUCK!" They both cried out. He could feel every inch of her throbbing pussy gripping him as he thrust into her hot, hard, and fast.

"You like that?" He asked her seductively. Olivia moaned louder and clenched around him, and his face contorted with pleasure. She was so motherfucking tight around him, he almost couldn't take it.

"Not as much as you like that," She whispered. He smirked and pushed harder into her.

"Close, so close, harder, Elliot!" Olivia shouted. She let her hand trail down to her clit and she rubbed it hard.

Elliot's eyes followed her movements and his dark blue eyes widened at the site. He shook his head, trying to cum before she did.

Then her hand went down farther and massaged his balls. That did it. He was a goner. As was she. They screamed each other's names and her hands tugged roughly as his hair until his lips met hers. They swallowed each other's shouts, and Elliot slowly stopped thrusting.

They both sighed before they looked at each other and cracked up.

Yes, married life definitely suited them.

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~…PRESENT DAY…~

Olivia was brought out of her reverie by someone dripping water on her.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" He growled out, suddenly on top of her.

"It's called a bathing suit, El." Olivia replied and took off her sunglasses and met his piercing blue gaze.

"This," He said while pointing to her bikini, "is not a suit. This is sin."

Olivia laughed. "I'm so sorry, Captain. Forgive my mistake?"

Elliot raised an eyebrow at her. Then he replied, "I'll let it go this time Detective, but you'll have to make it up to me."

As, he said this he ground his hips into hers sending a frisson up her body.

"Fine, but…You'll have to catch me first!" Olivia challenged. Then she jumped up and ran towards the water as fast as she could go. He darted after her, trying to catch up. They laughed and enjoyed their piece of heaven.

In this world it was so hard to find who you are meant to be. Who you're meant to be with. Sometimes, our worlds break and they shatter. But someone will be there to pick up the pieces. Someone will put you back together.

Elliot wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly to his heart.

She was his someone.

And she always would be.

Forever.

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A/N: *SNIFFLES*

Well, this is it. This is the last REAL chapter of Frisson. I know, it was cheesy.

Thanks sooo much for sticking with me. I'll be posting both Epilogues tonight. One will be TWO years into the future. The other will be TEN years into the future. I'll also be revealing the details of my new story.

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