Well, so far kink versus fluff is also a tie ... Let's see if I can find the middle ground here.
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26.
Matthew, Mike's brother, had stayed in town after he came over to visit Mike in the hospital. He had offered to help them prepare the wedding and was turning out to be a great organizer. All the invitations had been sent, including the one to the Stabler family. Mike tried not to worry about the man who had been such an important part of Olivia's life for so long. She had made it clear, and was making it clear to him almost every day, how much she loved him. He wasn't her second choice. She had changed since Stabler had walked out of her life, and had found her home with him. He had officially moved in with here, and they were a real family now.
The wedding was going to be on July 29 and Olivia would be between four and a half and five months pregnant then. Despite her age, Olivia was in great shape physically and she wasn't showing excessively. She had a modest baby bump by now but she was still fussing over how she'd look in her wedding dress. Mike wasn't allowed to see the dress, of course, but he saw her checking her reflection in the mirror from time to time, wearing her long silk robe. One week before the big day, she seemed to be getting really nervous. She was in the bedroom again. She had taken a long shower and in the meantime, Mike had put Noah to bed. When she was taking very long to come back out, he decided to peek around the door to see what she was up to.
Olivia had apparently been trying on dresses, because several were scattered all over the bed. She was trying to zip up a red summer dress with spaghetti straps, a tight top and a long, loose skirt that flowed down to her ankles. Mike thought she looked stunning already, even while she struggled with the zipper behind her back. He went into the bedroom quietly and closed the door behind him. When he appeared behind her and Olivia saw him in the mirror, she let out a frustrated sigh.
"Please help me with this," she said, her frustration that she couldn't get it herself obvious in her voice.
Mike grinned and reached for the zipper. It wasn't easy to close and he guessed it was because of her expanding waistline. He tugged the entire dress up a bit so he could get the zipper unstuck, but Olivia sighed again and shrugged his hands off of her when she turned around to face him.
"Nothing fits Mike. I'll look horrible next week."
He thought her pout was adorable and he couldn't suppress another grin.
"It's not funny!" Olivia said, raising her voice.
Mike put his hands on her shoulders and wanted to reassure her that she would look fine, but Olivia wasn't in the mood for platitudes. She was well into her second trimester now and quite active all day long, but her hormones still made her freak out or become emotional without warning. Mike swallowed his comforting words and let go of her. He loved seeing Olivia be so completely herself with him. In the company of others, she'd always contain herself. She was a professional and she was all business. But right now, he wasn't looking at Lieutenant Benson. This was Olivia, the woman. The woman only he got to see. And the woman who was whipping her dress up and over her head with a frustrated groan, leaving her in nothing but a red bra and panties.
Mike blew out a breath slowly. His fingers were itching to touch her. When their eyes met in the mirror, he held her gaze, until her anger and self-pity gave way to a different emotion. A small smile appeared on her lips and he stepped closer to her then, moving his hands to her hips from behind.
"Yeah, I know you like this outfit," Olivia said, still trying to maintain her annoyance. "But I can't very well go to the wedding dressed like this!"
Mike chuckled and kissed her bare shoulder.
"I wouldn't really mind Liv."
Olivia shook her head but her small smile was growing wider.
"Let's just elope," she said, turning around quickly and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I'm game if you are," Mike replied, not missing a beat.
"Really?"
He had managed to stun her, and finally pull her out of her negative mood. He shrugged.
"Sure. As long as you're my wife and the end of the day, I don't care."
"You don't care?"
He could tell she wasn't sure if she really liked that idea.
"I only care about marrying you Liv. I wanna tell the world you're mine but we don't need a party for that. I'll just put up an announcement on the big boards on Times Square."
Olivia laughed out loud then and he loved the sound. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her shoulder again. Olivia was still chuckling and pulled back a little to look at him.
"I love you Mike. I'm finally laughing again and that's all because of you."
He kissed her then and the kiss soon heated up. Olivia sighed when his lips moved from hers to her jaw and then to her neck. She tried to push her hips into his and groaned when she noticed her belly was really getting in the way now. Mike let his hands drift to her belly and caressed it, kneeling down in front of her to kiss her beautiful baby bump.
"Hey kiddo," he said softly against her skin, and he felt Olivia grab his shoulders with both hands and leaning on him a bit. "You know, your mom and I love you very much, and she loves to carry you around all day long. But we need some privacy right now, so I'd like you to keep quiet for a while, and get out of the way, okay?"
He stood up then, and Olivia looked at him quizzically. He kissed her deeply again and when Olivia's hands snuck up his sweatshirt, he took it off quickly. His sweatpants were next and now that they were both in their underwear, Olivia looked at him again. How was he planning on getting her baby bump out of the way?
Mike smiled and brought his mouth close to her ear.
"Trust me," he whispered, and he felt Olivia shiver.
"I trust you," she whispered back and when he moved her towards the bed, she followed his lead willingly.
Mike pulled two large pillows towards the edge of the bed, and moved Olivia to the same edge of the bed.
"Please sit," he said, and she complied, sitting down on one of the pillows.
He stood in front of her, nudging her knees apart to check her height. She was still a little too low, and he pulled her up again, grabbing the second large pillow and placing it on top of the first one. She was catching on now and smiled at him. She slipped out of her panties quickly before sitting down again and reached up to his chest to caress it. He moved close to her again, and she pulled his hips between her legs.
"Perfect," she whispered, and Mike swallowed when he saw the lust in her eyes.
She wasn't letting go of him and started tugging his shorts down. She licked her lips when his semi-erection came into view and leaned down. His cock jumped up at the mere thought of her mouth so close to his body. He had put the pillows in place so he could slip into her between her thighs easily, not into her mouth.
Olivia kissed his tip and he felt himself grow hard very fast. When she reached behind her to unclasp her bra quickly, he ducked down, holding her face with both hands, to kiss her on the lips. Olivia toppled over, landing on her back and Mike let his hands move from her cheeks to her shoulders, and then down over her full breasts. Her back was arched now because of the pillows, and when Olivia reached for him he grinned and shook his head. He wasn't helping her up.
Olivia bit her lip but didn't object. He was going to take her just like this and she knew it. Her hands moved over her own breasts and Mike grabbed her hips for support. Olivia was taking deep breaths and he breathed along with her to try and keep calm. She was touching herself then, one hand on her breast and the slender fingers of the other hand dipping between her legs. Mike swallowed hard and fisted himself, but he didn't need it since he was already rock-hard. He watched Olivia's fingers move and he could see how wet she was already. He kneeled down and Olivia held her breath when he kissed her fingers. She moved them out of the way and let out a breathy 'ah' when he kissed her sensitive flesh. He moved his tongue between her folds and flicked it over her clit a few times, making her buck up and moan loudly. There was no way she was getting up now, 4 and a half months pregnant, lying on her back with two large pillows underneath her ass, so he could take his time driving her crazy. He held on to her thighs just in case but he could feel Olivia relaxing and surrendering to him. It hit him every time she did, how honored he felt that she trusted him like that.
His cock was twitching but he took his time, using his mouth, tongue and teeth to get Olivia more than ready to receive him before he stood up. She whispered his name and looked at him with hooded eyes. They didn't speak. They didn't need to. Mike moved forward slowly, guiding himself into her using one hand, while gripping her hip with his other hand. They both groaned when he entered her and he marveled at her tightness around him when he pushed in slowly. He watched himself slide into her and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He had such a perfect view of her body and his need to be deep inside her took over. He thrust forward hard, and Olivia took a sharp breath. She squeezed her eyes shut and grabbed the bedspread underneath her. Mike pulled back and thrust forward again, watching Olivia for any signs of pain, but there were none. She moved her legs around his, opening even wider for him, and hooked her heels behind his knees.
He watched her as he started building a rhythm and her moist, parted lips sighed his name again and again. His legs were straining to go faster and he grabbed both her hips to pull her into him while he thrust harder and faster. He grunted her name a few times and she answered with heavy sighs and moans. She arched her back even further, changing the angle and making his tip massage her insides, stimulating him until he thought he was ready to explode.
He called her name again and Olivia was thrashing her head from side to side, grabbing her own breasts again to have something to hold on to. Mike tried to hold back until he was sure she was going to come. He wanted her to come first and moved one hand between them again to rub her clit. He felt his thick shaft moving underneath his fingers and it heightened his own arousal. Feeling himself slide in and out of her, rubbing her clit and looking down at all those actions, brought him to the brink of ecstasy. Olivia bucked up and then closed her mouth, letting out a strained "mmmmmm" while he continued pounding into her and rubbing her. She was pulling at her own nipples now and Mike moved even deeper, clutching her hips with both hands again and leaning forward slightly.
Olivia came suddenly, clamping down around him and almost pushing him out. He leaned forward further and thrust again, pushing himself over the egde right along with her while fighting to stay inside her. They both cried out and panted and moaned while he continued moving with powerful strokes until he had released all he had deep inside her. His body was shaking with pleasure, spreading throughout his lower half and even making his fingertips tingle. When Olivia's body finally stopped contracting around him, he stood up straight and pulled out carefully. He dropped to his knees in front of the bed then, from exhaustion as well as a need to touch her again. He closed his mouth over her opening, that was still throbbing, and kissed and licked her. He tasted himself on and in her and couldn't stop lapping up their combined juices. Olivia was making high pitched sounds, coming out in short bursts. She was still basically helpless on her back and Mike could feel her body responding to his touch again.
"Oh baby, you taste to good," he mumbled against her lower lips.
He sucked her clit between his teeth and flicked his tongue over it a few times until he heard Olivia let out a long, low moan. She was having an other orgasm and trapped his head between her thighs. Mike kept his mouth on her until she came down from her second high, and then stood up to move next to her on the bed. Her body was shaking, hot and sweaty, but he thought she was more beautiful than he'd ever seen her. She rolled onto her side and off the pillows, one of her legs ending up between his. Mike pulled her close to him and kissed her forehead. Olivia closed her eyes and rested her head against his chest. No words were needed. They had said everything they had wanted to say with their bodies already.
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A/N Next up: the wedding!