AN: All right so here's some smut. I'm also about to divulge into the next "big dramatic thing". Just for clarification, the incident from Liv's past is NOT an actual event from the show. So no telling me it didn't happen, because I know it didn't… haha And you may think you know what's going on, but trust me, you don't… ;) Anyway thanks for all of the reviews you were very helpful in clarifying I can have like 500 chapters… So here's Ch. 21 (Geez I have a long way to go lol) Enjoy!
"What a day," Olivia sighed, flopping on to her couch.
"Yeah, that was rough," Elliot said, joining her. "You look tense."
"I am tense."
"I can fix that," Elliot said, smiling.
He started massaging her shoulders.
"Mmm… that feels nice," Olivia moaned.
"How about this?"
Elliot started kissing her neck.
"Mmm…" Olivia moaned again.
Her back was to him and she reached back around his neck and grabbed at his tuft of hair. Elliot pushed one of Olivia's spaghetti straps off of her shoulder. His kisses trailed down her arm as he pushed the strap all the way off of her arm.
"Olivia Benson, I want you so bad," Elliot growled.
"Yeah well Elliot Stabler, I need you so bad," Olivia purred back.
She tried to turn around to face him, but Elliot forced her back the other way. She had made a serious mistake telling him she needed him. He was going to tease her now. Elliot took his sweet time undressing her.
"Elliot, please," Olivia begged.
He slowed down even more. Olivia managed to turn around and Elliot pushed her down on the couch. He straddled her hips with his boxer shorts still on. He continued with the hickey on her neck.
"Take them off!" Olivia commanded.
She grabbed his shorts and forced him out of them. A cocky grin appeared on Elliot's face. Olivia looked like she going to burst. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed himself into her. Olivia let out a long moan.
Elliot laughed. He was glad he could bring her such pleasure. Olivia wrapped her legs around his waist. He moved his kisses to her lips. They held their kiss until they were dizzy from loss of oxygen.
Olivia loved the feeling of him inside her. She felt like she could have an orgasm at any minute.
"El, I'm almost there," Olivia stated.
Elliot gave her a forceful thrust and she immediately hit her peak.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed.
Elliot smiled down at her. He loved her so much.
"I love you," Olivia panted, reading his thoughts.
"I was just about to sat that," he told her.
Olivia laughed. God, he loved it when she laughed. They untangled themselves and moved over in front of the fireplace. They sat on the rug and Elliot held Olivia close to him. His hands were on her stomach, slowly tracing circles around her belly button.
"Do you think it worked?" Elliot asked.
Olivia scrunched her eyebrows together in confusion.
"Do you think you're pregnant?" he rephrased.
"I don't know, El," Olivia sighed. "Too soon to know."
Elliot kept making circles on her stomach.
"Besides El, I would really rather be married before I got pregnant."
"The wedding's next month," Elliot pointed out. "You won't be showing."
Olivia grabbed the hand that was playing with her stomach.
"Stop," she commanded.
"Sorry," Elliot apologized. "I didn't realize it was bothering you that much."
Olivia kissed his cheek and then rested her head on his shoulder.
"Something wrong Liv?" Elliot asked.
"I figured out why I feel so close to Rissa," Olivia stated. "She reminds me of myself."
"You weren't raped were you?"
"Thankfully no, but she hates her mom and so did I…"
"Don't bring her into this, Liv."
"This case is so hard. I'm really starting to develop feelings Rissa, even thought I know I shouldn't. I hate kids cases, especially now that I want a baby so bad."
Elliot placed both of his hands on her bare stomach.
"You were raped weren't you?" Elliot asked.
"What? No! Elliot I already told you no."
"I can always tell when you're lying Liv."
Olivia was silent. She started twirling a strand of hair around her finger.
"Now I know you're hiding something. You always twirl hair when you're nervous. Spill," Elliot told her.
"First of all my hair hasn't always been long enough to twirl. And secondly, I don't want to talk about it," Olivia said, softly.
"Liv…"
"No, okay?"
Elliot pulled her closer to him. He stroked her hair and Olivia sighed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Elliot asked.
"Elliot…"
"Sorry."
He kissed her head. A small tear started to roll down Olivia's cheek and Elliot wiped it away.
"Baby you know I'd never hurt you right?" Elliot asked.
"Yeah," Olivia said, kissing him. "That's why I love you so much."
Olivia yawned and Elliot scooped her up off the floor. He carried her to their bed. He laid down next to her and watched as she drifted off to sleep.
"You're the one Liv," Elliot whispered. "I just wish I would have realized it sooner."
….
"Liv, you look like hell," Casey said, as she walked into her office.
"I feel like it," Olivia groaned.
"Why?" Alex asked, walking in. "Elliot's busy bragging to Munch and Fin and it sounds like you got pretty lucky last night. I also heard him say he sat there and watched you sleep."
"I didn't sleep," Olivia started. "I know he always watches me sleep after we make love, so I pretended to so he'd leave me alone and go to sleep himself. As soon as I heard him snoring, I knew I was in the clear and opened my eyes. I was almost tempted to go back out into the living room…"
"Why? Did the perfect couple have their first fight?" Casey asked, teasingly.
"A. We've fought plenty of times before, and B. No, we didn't have a fight," Olivia told her.
"Then what's wrong?" Alex wanted to know.
"I don't know," Olivia sighed.
"Did he hurt you?" Alex asked.
"No, no he would never," Olivia started. "He's so sweet to me and last was amazing… I feel like I don't deserve him."
"Yeah you do Liv, you deserve to be happy and he makes you feel that way," Casey pointed out.
"I feel like 'last night was amazing' has a but attached to it," Alex stated.
"Something happened to me when I was little and it sort of came up and…" Olivia started.
"What?" Casey pressed.
"Not important," Olivia answered. "And when we were done making love he asked me if I thought I was pregnant. He's so excited. How am I supposed to tell him I already miscarried?"
"I thought you decided you weren't," Casey said.
Olivia rubbed her tired eyes and sighed. She ran a hand through her short hair.
"How's Chris?" Alex asked, changing the subject.
"He's fine. Olivia…" Casey tried to go back.
"Case, the other day when I pointed out your hickey you totally freaked. What was that all about?" Olivia asked.
Casey glared at her. She didn't want to talk about that. She wanted to know what happened to Olivia when she was little. She started to ask yet again, but Olivia stopped her.
"Drop it Casey," Olivia commanded.
Casey sighed heavily. "There's really no fabulous story behind my hickey."
"Then what was with the freak out?" Olivia pressed.
"I'll tell you my secret if you tell me yours," Casey offered.
"Fine, then never mind," Olivia mumbled.
"Why are you so set against telling me?" Casey demanded.
"I've never told anyone and I don't intend on starting now," Olivia stated.
"You told Elliot," Casey argued.
"I didn't tell him anything," Olivia protested. "He came up with his stupid theories all on his own."
"Liv, what kind of theories?" Casey wanted to know.
"Let it go, Casey!" Olivia exclaimed.
"But Liv-."
"Let it go!"
"Stop it Casey! She obviously doesn't want to talk about it," Alex said.
"What are you, her lawyer?" Casey spat.
"Maybe I am!" Alex spat back.
Casey and Alex continued arguing. Olivia held her head. Between her lack of sleep and her friends' constant bickering, she had a throbbing headache.
"Will you two shut up?!" Olivia pleaded.
Casey and Alex stopped mid-argument and stared at her.
"Thank you," Olivia sighed. "You two are acting like five-year-olds."
Casey clenched her jaw and turned away from Alex and Olivia. Alex crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes.
"I should go," Olivia stated. "Rissa's counting on me."
As she left the ADAs in their office, Olivia fought back the tears she knew were coming. Maybe I am pregnant, Olivia thought. Her emotions had been going crazy lately. Either that or I'm bipolar. She put her hand on her stomach and silently prayed that she would be able to give Elliot, Stabler baby number six.
AN: Jenna bottom of 158. :)