Olivia and Elliot sat on her couch watching an action movie when they heard a knock on the door. Olivia furrowed her eyebrows, not expecting anyone, answering the door seeing Brian smirking in the door way. "Brian?" She questioned knowing he was only expecting one thing. Before Brian could answer, he saw Elliot move to stand behind her in a clearly protective stance. "Really, Olivia? Stabler?" He accused seeing her nipples through the thin cami she wore. Her body screamed "fuck me," and he wanted to more than anything. Olivia rolled her eyes, "I don't have to listen to this," she said starting to close the door. Brian smirked and pushed the door back open and shut it behind him making her take a step back. "You always listened to me before, Olivia. You remember don't you?" Brian asked referring to their sexual encounters that had ended months prior, when she began to fall for her partner. "How I would tell you to bend over for me, how I'd spank you and tell you what a good girl you were," Brian reminded her making Elliot laugh and Olivia blush. She knew exactly what was coming. Brian watched in disbelief as Elliot's hand slid around Olivia's waist and laid flat on her belly as he spoke directly to Brian. "You think that's dominance?" Elliot paused to chuckle, "Any man can grab a woman by her hair and throw her on the bed. Tie her up or even call her a slut, but that's not dominance. That's just rough sex. And hearing Olivia talk, not very good sex." Elliot smirked making Brian's mouth open. Elliot then looked down at Olivia who looked up at him with love and consent in her eyes. Elliot whispered softly into her ear, but loud enough for Brian to hear, "Take your shirt off and get on your knees, princess." The two men watched silently, Elliot pleased and Brian stunned as Olivia immediately removed her shirt, letting her large, perky breasts free before sinking to her knees in front of her partner. "See, dominance is the ability to whisper lovingly any request into her ear and watch as she obediently does as asked without hesitation or embarrassment because nothing makes her happier than making you happy," Elliot told Brian with a cocky smile. Elliot's hand caressed her cheek before he whispered once more, "Take my cock out." Olivia obeyed immediately, taking out his large member, that noticeably intimidated Brian, and licked his tip, moaning as she tasted his pre cum. Olivia looked up into Elliot's eyes as he shot her a small smile, as she ran her tongue from his balls to the tip. Elliot glanced up at Brian who was watching in amazement, and smirked to himself. He had no idea why Brian was still here, but if he wanted a show, he'd give him one. Elliot gripped her hair roughly and whispered, "Be daddy's good little slut and suck it good." Olivia immediately took his cock as far as she could into her mouth and began moving her plump lips up and down his erection. Elliot addressed Brian one last time, feeling himself nearing his orgasm, "You can be rough while you're dominant, but being rough doesn't make you dominant. Now get out so I can cum down her pretty little throat." Elliot told Brian and watched as he quickly left. Elliot laid his hand on the back of her head and guided her up and down his cock. He knew Olivia was dripping wet and couldn't think of anything better than fucking her tight cunt as he spilled his cum inside her mouth. "Good girl," Elliot groaned meeting her loving gaze.