"You're too damn hot to be a cop. Nice ass, nice tits, pretty face, the complete fuckable package," their suspect, Mathew Drake, told Olivia from the back of the squad car with a sickening hint of lust in his voice. "This isn't a bribe," he made sure and state, "but maybe you and I can work something out, Detective Sexy," he continued to address Olivia making Elliot grip the steering wheel until his knuckles were white. "Because I'd love to be between your legs," he finished disgustingly, disappointed for not getting her worked up with his comments. Olivia rolled her eyes at the scum that was hitting on her and continued to stare ahead, before looking over at her partner when she heard him huff. She noticed his white knuckles and set jaw. He was angry, but she didn't know why. When they arrived at the station, they got Drake to the holding cell, a little more rough than necessary thanks to Elliot. Olivia stopped him with an arm to his bicep, "Are you ok, El?" Olivia asked with an honest concern for him. Elliot eyed her, wondering if she was really that oblivious. He took her arms in his hands and walked her backwards into the two-way glass in front of the interrogation room. "No. Do you know how fucking hard it was to hear him say those things to you? To know he was picturing you naked, thinking about fucking you," he growled into her ear before continuing. "I wanted to rip his fucking throat out," he growled. "I'm the only one who can think about you that way," he said before he realized. Olivia gasped and met his eyes that were darker than she'd ever seen, "El.." she started but he stopped her with a searing kiss. Elliot moved her along the wall until they found the door to the interrogation room, never breaking their kiss as he pushed her inside and against the wall that was near the door where nobody could see them. What they didn't know was that her back accidentally turned on the sound to the room. "I've gotta have you," Elliot rasped near her ear while his hands familiarized themselves with her body, moving over every inch of her clothed body making her moan in response. "Then take me," she breathed, looking into his eyes. Elliot's eyes darkened as he immediately began working the necessary articles of clothing off. "You know, he was right," Elliot smirked with a growl, "you have the nicest ass," he said with a light smack to her bare cheeks, "the nicest tits," he continued, placing soft bites to her olive swells, "and the most beautiful face," he finished kissing her plump lips. Olivia moaned at the sensations he was bringing to her body, before her hands moved south from the hard plains of his chest to discover the bulge that was pressing into her belly. She smirked and pushed him back slightly, giving herself room to spin around and stuck her ass out to him, encouraging him to enter her. Elliot waisted no time lining his cock up with her deliciously, wet core and pushing in, making Olivia cry out from the mixture of pain and pleasure she felt as his girth stretched her walls, forming her pussy to fit his cock perfectly. "Oh my god, El, you're so fucking big," she moaned making Elliot's eyes squeeze shut, knowing if he heard her naughty words along with her tightness, he wouldn't last long. Alex and John who were standing outside the interrogation hallway, heard a loud cry and walked further into the hallway to investigate. "You're pussy grips my cock so fucking perfect, like I'm the only one that belongs inside you," Elliot growled hinting his dominance to her. What the older detective and the ADA weren't prepared to hear were the moans, whimpers, and naughty words from two of their closest friends as Elliot railed Olivia from behind. "Oh my god, she finally got off her high horse and let him fuck her," Alex giggled elbowing Munch. They heard Olivia moan Elliot's name and him grunt signaling the partners had obviously finished. "They sound hot, too bad we can't see them too," he grinned mischievously as he eyed the blonde over his glasses. Elliot leaned into Olivia as they breathed, still connected intimately. "I want to be the only one that gets to fuck you, gets to kiss you, gets to see you naked, gets to hold you," Elliot whispered into Olivia's ear making her shiver. "I don't want anyone else," she admitted spinning around to kiss him. After the partners made themselves presentable, they stepped out into the hallway only to be met with John and Alex whose arms were crossed with knowing smirks. "Oh Elliot, Oh Elliot," Alex giggled at Olivia making her blush before John spoke up, "Fuck, Liv!" He mimicked at Elliot before he continued, "Next time we'd really appreciate the real show, not just the audio version." John teased.
