(500 Words)

Little Games

With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I

Eric Carmen – Hungry Eyes

There were some very rare moments in which Rafael Barba hated his job. When he woke up after a night he'd worked through, a page of a file firmly stuck to his cheek, for example. Or when the coffee in One Hogan Place was gone and he didn't have the time to go and grab one himself. Some of these moments also included all kinds of incompetent people, but he felt like he rarely ever disliked his job.

Though, right now he'd definitely found another moment. He was sitting in a meeting with the Detectives of the SVU, and he could barely concentrate himself on the case they were discussing. The reason why his mind kept wandering off was sitting on the opposite side of the table, acting innocent even though she knew exactly what she was doing with him. And he couldn't escape.

Rafael couldn't keep his gaze away from her, from the way her fingers would play with her necklace or with a strand of her hair. Sometimes, she bit her lower lip, making him shudder with the memories that this simple action brought back to the surface. Also, for his already influenced mind, the amount of skin her blouse showed only made his thoughts wander off more. It was an appropriate attire for the office, sure, but still there was enough exposed to make him recall how his lips and fingertips had caressed that very spot at her neck...

She turned her head ever so slightly, their gazes meeting, and a tiny, knowing smile played around her lips as she looked at him for a long moment, leaning forward just a tiny bit. Rafael felt warm, as if sweat was running down his spine, and he cursed her inwardly. The meeting seemed to take forever, and with every minute that passed, he felt more and more restless. This woman was torturing him on purpose, and she was obviously enjoying to see him writhe.

About half an hour later, they finally ended the meeting, and Rafael had to control himself so he wouldn't run after her when they headed for her office, closing the door and shutting the blinds behind them. Olivia was sitting on the edge of her desk, a smug smirk on her face as she said: "I would have to lie if I said that your hungry eyes didn't turn me on a little bit."

Rafael glared at her, feeling like his whole body was buzzing, and stepped closer, his hand slipping under her blouse to touch the skin of her waist. Pressing his body flush against hers, he made his breath ghost over her neck before whispering into her ear: "You're going to pay for playing this little game with me when we get home!"