Elliot picked up Olivia at her apartment, they were headed to the NYPD Annual Policeman's Ball. Cragen had made it very clear that he expected to see all of his detectives with a date there. Olivia was wearing a stunning thigh length red dress with nude ankle strapped, closed toe, stilettos. She couldn't get over how sexy Elliot looked in his black suit and tie. The duo knew showing up as each other's date would cause more rumors, but who cared when they were the only ones who knew they were true. Later, while dancing, Elliot's hands began to slip further and further down her waist landing on her hips and ass, which caught Olivia's attention and her body on fire. "El, we're not at home remember.." Olivia said quietly. "I can't help it, Liv, you look gorgeous but," he smirked, "I'd rather see you naked on your back with those heels in the air, watching my cock piston in and out of the pretty, pink pussy." He growled in her ear. He heard her moan and was surprised nobody else did. "El, you're making me so wet.." she whined, "Why don't you sneak us out of here and make that happen." She whispered seductively, creeping a hand down his chest to rub the his bulge. He took her hand and rushed her out of the building. He threw her over his shoulder and took her to his car where he laid her down in the back seat and stripped her out of the dress. She started to take her heels off before he smacked her hands away, "What did I tell you Benson, I wanna see them over your head," he growled. His dominance over her made her even wetter. "Fuck me, Stabler," he heard her grit out. When he spotted her glistening pussy he pulled her closer and entered her tight pussy without warning right there in the parking lot where just thirty feet away were all of their bosses. It was risky, but it was hot, and looking down at her withering and moaning, hands playing with her tits, he couldn't have cared less who saw because her pussy belonged to him.