A/N: So apparently this is just turning into an EO occasional smut fic, with some added fluff here and there. I have no idea where I'll take this, but for now, enjoy the ride.

Also: This takes place at Fin's wedding, so let's just say the wedding is set to late fall and not this summer.

She was leaning against the bar, mindlessly playing with the tiny straw in her drink while she watched her friends, her family, on the dance floor in front of her. They looked so happy and relaxed. After everything they had been through together, it felt like nothing short of a miracle that they were all here.

Happy tears gathered in her eyes as she glanced over to where Carisi was whispering something in Amanda's ear, making her smile and blush slightly. Olivia had a vague idea of what that short exchange was about and it made her mirror the blonde's grin.

When their eyes locked Olivia raised her glass, wordlessly telling her friend how happy she was that the two of them had finally made things right.

Speaking of making things right.

She flinched a little when an arm snuck around her waist from behind. "Hey." He said against her ear.

"Hey to you, too." She said before turning her head and placing a soft kiss on his lips.

Literally no one had been surprised when they had disclosed their relationship a few weeks ago. Apparently, working closely with trained detectives made it more or less impossible to keep anything a secret.

And as much as she had enjoyed months of sneaking around, there was something freeing about being able to do this. Kiss him whenever she wanted, well, almost whenever.

"You ok?" He asked as he grabbed the drink from her hand to take a sip. The small cocktail glass looked a little ridiculous in his strong and masculine hand. God, she loved his hands.

"Mm, just taking it all in."

"You're happy."

It wasn't a question, just a simple statement because he knew her and all the different looks her face could hold.

"I am."

"Something I can do to make you even happier?" He croaked while handing her back the glass before his arms wrapped around her from behind.

"Hm, I don't know, Stabler. I'm pretty content right here."

"You sure about that?" His hips pressed slightly against her ass and she felt a slight tremor in her knees.

"What did you have in mind?"

He bowed his head, so close that she could feel his breath against her ear. "You, coming in my mouth."

The tremor in her knees quickly spread up her thighs and hips before it settled in her lower belly.

"We... We can't just leave, El."

"We don't have to. We have a room, we can be back down here in twenty minutes."

A short while later, her back was pushed against the door with his tongue in her mouth. And before she had time to beg, he was down on his knees hiking up her dress.

"Christ, Liv."

She wasn't wearing any underwear and she was completely bare, for him.

"Surprise."

Before he could lift her leg over his shoulder, she stopped him. "Wait."

He looked up at her with confusion on his face until he realized that she was just kicking off her high heels. "Ok." She breathed the word out and it made him smile. We're good to go.

As soon as his tongue came out to taste her, she threw her head back against the door.

She would never get tired of this.

There was just something about the way he knew exactly how and where to use his tongue with the right amount of pressure. He moved through her folds easily but firmly, all the way from over her clit and down to her entrance.

"Fuck... El." She whimpered as her hands landed on the top of his head, her nails digging into his scalp when his tongue teased her clenched opening.

He stopped what he was doing and looked up at her. "Is that what you want? To be fucked?"

"Yes... Yes."

He moved his hand in between her legs and as his lips clamped down over her now throbbing clit, he pushed into her with two long fingers. She clenched around him immediately, making him moan against her.

"Fuck!" Olivia cried out before biting down on her lip.

He slammed his fingers into her with increasing force while sucking on her clit to the point where she felt her legs give out under her. "I... I can't..."

"What?"

"Bed."

In a matter of seconds he had pulled out of her, spun her around and thrown her down on the bed. Everything happened so fast and just like that he was moving to get settled between her legs again.

"No..."

"No?"

"I need you. Inside of me."

"Thank god." Elliot grinned.

As soon as he had freed himself, she locked eyes with him while grabbing the base of his cock. Suddenly the quickie they had agreed on was completely forgotten and all she wanted was to be here, alone, with him, for the rest of the night.

"God, you feel good." She whispered the words as she moved her hand slowly, watching him close his eyes before opening them back up to look at her.

"I want you naked."

She smirked while letting go of him and reaching for the side zipper on her dress. With a bit of wiggling and shimmying, the dress was gone. He was stroking himself when she reached behind her back to undo her bra.

"Happy?" Olivia asked when the last remaining piece of clothing landed on the floor.

"Very."

Before he could move over her, she moved to straddle him.

He groaned as soon as his cock came into contact with her now glistening folds. "Fuck, you're so wet."

"For you. Always for you."

Olivia rocked her hips eagerly against him while breathing heavier and heavier. "And I'm getting it all over your suit." She purred the words against his ear.

"I don't care."

Her lips curled into a smile, loving how after all this time, they just couldn't help themselves. Maybe it had been the wait, all those years of secretly longing and wanting and denying. Because neither of them seemed to get enough, and the messier the better.

"Don't make me beg, El." She said when he continued to coat his erection with her wetness.

She lifted herself up a little, positioning herself over him and making it perfectly clear what she wanted.

They moaned in unison when she slowly sat back down and he filled her gradually, inch by inch.

"Jesus... So tight." He mumbled against her lips.

Olivia didn't have time to respond because she was on a mission now. She reached down between them and placed her hand over her clit while the other hand grabbed the back of his neck.

Short and sharp whimpers left her mouth as she started to grind against him, faster and faster, while her fingers worked in a tight circle.

"Fuck... I can feel how close you are."

"Don't... ugh, shit... come before I've finished."

He groaned again at the sound of her voice, so bossy. "Copy that, captain."

Two minutes later a shudder worked its way from her ankles to the top of her neck while she threw her head back and cried out. She clamped down on him and the muscles in her thighs contracted as the tail end of her orgasm washed over and through her.

"Fuck..." Her voice was husky now and she felt his hips jerk slightly from the sound of it. She loved the affect she had on him.

"Don't move." She ordered when she felt steady enough to lift herself up and climb off.

"Wh-"

"Remember you said you wanted to come in my mouth?"

"Yeah?"

Olivia smirked as she stepped in between his legs and kneeled on the floor. "Tables have turned, El."

Before taking him in her mouth she peered up at him, her eyes darker than usual and slightly dazed after her climax. "Don't hold back."

And then she closed her lips around him and slowly lowered her head, taking him as deep as she could. He let out a low growl above her, followed by a loud gasp when she added to the sensation by cupping his balls.

"Fuck, Liv." He groaned while moving one hand to the top of her hair.

As he fisted her chocolate colored tresses, she made a strangled moaning sound.

Even if he wanted to, Elliot lost the ability to hold back in that moment and he lifted himself up slightly as he used his hand to push her down. He knew that she would let him know if it was too much, and that she trusted him with her entire body.

In the end it was the thought of that trust, combined with her naked body kneeling in front of him, that made his hips jerk in a somewhat uneven rhythm.

"Liv..." Her name was immediately followed by a deep groan, and seconds later his climax trickled down in the back of her throat.

She released him slowly and looked up at him with a slightly mischievous expression on her face.

"God, I love you." He said while gently stroking his hand over her cheek.

"I need something cold to drink." Olivia said while moving her jaw like she needed to readjust it, apparently oblivious to his sudden change in demeanor.

"I spotted an ice water machine in the hallway. I'll go get it for you."

She eyed his stained suite and shook her head. "I'll get it." She got up and pecked him on the lips before she headed to the bathroom to grab one of the robes.

Halfway down the hall, she heard a door open behind her and she mentally cringed at the thought of anyone seeing her like this.

"Nice robe." A familiar voice said followed by a short whistle.

Olivia turned around when she reached the machine and looked into crystal blue eyes. "You too."

"So embarrassing to show up to an event dressed the same, huh?"

The two women laughed in silence as she filled two large cups.

"Ok, have a good night, Rollins." She turned around to walk back to the room. "This never happened."

"Copy that." The blonde detective chuckled behind her.

"I met Amanda in the hallway. Apparently we weren't the only ones to sneak out a little early."

"Looking like that?" Elliot laughed as he nodded towards her.

"Yeah, thank god it was her and not someone else." Olivia shook her head while handing him one of the cups before kneeling on the bed down by his feet.

"So Rollins and Carisi, maybe there'll be a wedding again soon that we can sneak out of?"

"Maybe. Or maybe..."

"What?"

"How about... the next time we end a wedding like this… it's our own wedding night?"

"Liv... Are you serious?"

She didn't give him a verbal response, just looked at him a little wide eyed while taking a sip. It looked like she couldn't believe she had actually said it out loud.

"You're... proposing?"

"Only if you say yes." The tiny ice cubes in her mouth muffled her words.

"Yes. God, yes. Yes." He moved over to where she was kneeling on the bed and cupped her cheeks. "Yes, I want to marry you."

"Holy shit." She laughed the words out. "We just got engaged, Mr. Benson."

A/N: I know in the show they aren't ready for this yet, but is it really too much to ask for to get this sometime in the future?