I was feeling a little poetic today. I hope you don't mind. It's a different take on the love scene in this chapter. Short but sweet, because we need our Doddson fluff fix. Enjoy!

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25.

Mike and Olivia were curled up together in bed. After their little outburst in the living room, Noah had woken up. Olivia had slipped on a t-shirt before checking on her son while Mike had retreated into the bedroom. After Olivia gave Noah a few sips of water she had rocked him back to sleep in her lap. He hadn't made another sound when she put him back in his bed. Meanwhile, Mike had finally shed his clothes and had been waiting for her in bed. She snuggled up to him and grinned when she felt his hand roam her skin underneath her t-shirt.

"You still not done being the alpha male, Sergeant?" she mumbled against his neck.

Mike didn't answer her but propped himself up on one elbow so he could look down at her. The dark fire in his eyes was still glowing and she swallowed hard.

"If he lays a hand on you, I swear ..." Mike said, and she couldn't believe he was still thinking about Elliot.

"Mike," she sighed. "If it upsets you that much, I won't invite them, okay?"

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Mike couldn't say he knew Stabler personally, but he'd heard Ed Tucker snort about him once, saying that the only one who'd been able to handle that hothead was beginning to act more and more like him lately. He knew Tucker had meant Olivia, who had been in a particularly bad mood that day. Late that night, Mike had looked into Elliot Stabler's file discreetly. As Sergeant, he wasn't allowed access to all the parts of the personnel files, but what he had seen had told him that Olivia's partnership with this man had been very intense. He'd had no right at all to feel possessive about his Lieutenant back then, but the feelings had been there already, weeks before he'd had the nerve to touch her at all. He'd heard that Stabler had left the unit unexpectedly after a shooting at the station. He had broken off all contact with the NYPD, leaving Olivia heartbroken for quite a while. He didn't understand why she'd want anything to do with him at all anymore, but apparently he still meant something to her.

And now she said she wouldn't invite the man and his family if he didn't want her to. It helped him to focus on her - the woman he loved - in stead of this man or the way he'd treated her. He knew it had upset her a little that she had such a short list of people to share her happiness with. It really wasn't fair that an amazing person like Olivia didn't have a large group of friends to celebrate her marriage with. And now he wanted to take even more people away from her list.

Mike hung his head and kissed Olivia's shoulder.

"No," he said. "You can invite whoever you want. I'm sorry."

When he looked at her again, he could tell that his words had moved her. She reached up to caress his cheek and smiled.

"Wow, you changed your mind fast," she remarked. "What happened?"

Mike closed his eyes, reveling in her touch.

"I just decided that you are what's most important to me, and I want you to be happy."

"Oh honey," Olivia sighed, and he opened his eyes to look at her again.

Her eyes were full of love and he wondered how he could ever have doubted her. A woman could care about a man without wanting to jump into bed with him right away. He didn't want to be a jealous prick, he wanted to be a proud husband. Husband. The word struck him and he smiled widely. He was going to be her husband. Olivia's eyes widened a bit when he suddenly leaned in to kiss her passionately, but it didn't take her long to join in. She moaned softly and wrapped her arms around his neck, and the need to touch her overwhelmed him once again. He rolled onto his back, pulling Olivia along with him so she was on top of him, her legs resting between his. Olivia broke off the kiss to look at him, and put her hands next to his head on the bed, leaning on her outstretched arms.

"What? Now I get to be on top?" she grinned.

Mike shrugged and roamed her body with his hands, moving them from her waist down to her ass, and then back up to her breasts inside her shirt.

"Gives me room to touch you," he said by way of explanation.

Olivia wiggled her hips and he could feel himself getting hard again already. She didn't move then, closing her eyes and just letting him touch her all over. He squeezed her breasts and rubbed his thumbs over her nipples. Her soft moan was a reward in itself and he loved to make her moan and cry out when he touched her and made love to her. She shivered a little when he kept caressing her skin, and lowered her head when he pulled her shirt up and over her head. She pulled one arm out of the garment, leaving the shirt dangling around her other wrist when she scooped in to kiss him again. Mike wrapped his arms around her and held her tight while they kissed until they were both out of breath. Olivia slipped one leg from between his and rocked her body against his thigh when she pushed herself up on her arms again.

"I want you," Mike said, and Olivia moved her other leg to the other side of his body, straddling him.

"You have me," she said, looking at him with a sincerity in her eyes that left him humbled and speechless.

He promised himself he would never doubt her commitment to him and their little family again. She was marrying him and carrying his child. She was going to let him adopt Noah. What more commitment could he ask from her? When she moved her body back and forth across his, coating him with her juices, his brain all but shut down and his body took over.

He would never get tired of this woman. She was perfect in her imperfection. Her scars didn't bother him, like his didn't bother her. They were warriors with battle scars, finding each other in the night. Her mouth was on his body and he was in heaven. Her taste was on his lips and it was his favorite flavor. She sighed and it was his favorite song. She moaned and he was lost inside her, only to find himself again in an endless kiss. Her skin was like a satin sheet and her body around his like a comforting blanket. Her heat sent shivers through his body and her passion fueled his. One moment he felt like he was flying, the next like he was freefalling until she'd catch him between her strong thighs. He wanted to shield her from harm with his body and love her until she was completely sated. He wanted to crawl into her and be all around her.

Their dance of love had led them to an explosive finale. Mike was sitting up, leaning back against the headboard of the bed with just his shoulder blades, pillows supporting his lower back. Olivia was straddling him, holding on to the headboard with both hands and her head lolling to one side, her eyes closed. He was buried deep inside her and she rode him, pulling herself into him and taking him in even deeper. His mouth was on one of her breasts, licking and sucking it hungrily, while his hands were on her hips, guiding her powerful movements. She was panting and moaning and he joined her when he felt his release starting to build. When Olivia gasped and dropped her forehead to the top of his head, he let go and released himself deep inside her. He felt her body spasm around his and pulled her into him a few more times, pushing through her tightness and Olivia cried out his name when her orgasm reached it peak.

Mike sat up then and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, holding her trembling body against him while they both still shuddered from the intensity of their climax. He kissed her hair and whispered 'I love you' a few times, until his breathing calmed down. Olivia pushed her hips into him again and moaned softly while kissing him behind his ear. He heard her whisper then,

"I love you more."

He shook his head and kissed her bare shoulder.

"Impossible."

"I've never felt like this before," she said softly, still hiding her face in the crook of his neck.

"Me neither."

"So it's a tie?"

"It's not a competition Liv."

She rocked into him again and let her hands slide down between their bodies, finding his overly sensitive nipples.

"Are you sure?"

He groaned, not quite ready for round three and his body jolted when she pulled away, releasing his softened dick and taking it in her hand once more.

"Liv!"

She smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Does that mean I win?"

"Alright, alright," Mike said, feigning defeat. "It's a tie."

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