A/N: Started as a one shot. Ended as a continuation or Feeling Good- set a few months after.

Might be a two-shot. Idk

Let me know! Pls review and enjoy. :)

Dedicated to Twoshy & ManderleyLane for all their love and good vibes.

Liv had just settled in for wine and a movie alone when her phone buzzed.

"U up?" The message read and she rolled her eyes, but smiled to herself.

L: What am I, a booty call?

E: I mean if ur booty is calling I'm answering.

L: I hate you lol. What do u want

E: Eli ditched me for his friends and I'm bored

L: And???

E: And I know Noah also ditched you for his friends soooo

L: Are you trying to ask me if you can come over?

E: I would love to! See you soon!

She tossed her phone and chuckled, curling deeper into her couch under the thick, knitted blanket Bernie had made her.

He showed up just thirty minutes later with food and a 6-pack, entering with the key she'd re-given him for emergencies only.

Seeing her mouth open in preparation to scold him, he held up a hand to stop her. "The emergency is that I missed you this week and I'm starving and need a beer."

The gape In her mouth turned into a laugh and she shook her head, patting the spot next to her.

Slipping his shoes off and locking the door, he made his way to the couch next to her and sat with a dramatic sigh.

She looked over at him with a brow raised and laughed softly, leaning her head towards him expectantly.

Smiling, he gently took her chin and pecked her lips, smiling against them. "I missed you, too," she said softly and he kissed her again, lingering a moment.

His stomach growled and they both laughed. "If I wasn't starving…." He said trailing off. "Oh I know," she teased and leaned back into the small cocoon she'd made herself, watching him.

Pulling out two containers, he absentmindedly handed her one and she laughed. He looked back at her with a brow raised. "How did you know my dinner was going to be wine?" She questioned.

"Uh cause you're my best friend and haven't changed in 23 years," he teased and she laughed a little harder, taking the container from him.

"Just your best friend," she challenged with a smile pushing her feet under his legs to warm them up.

"You hit me every time I call you my girlfriend so yes," he said sticking his tongue out.

He lounged back and they both ate in happy silence. When they were finished, he took their empty cartons and put them in the bag, before relaxing back and wrapping an arm around her knees.

"Stop staring at me you creep," he teased, rolling his head towards her with a smile. She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips. "I'm glad you came over…"

Turning his body slightly to the side, he reached over to cup her cheek, wiping away a tear that had escaped the corner of her eyes.

She'd had a hard week but had been playing it strong as always. Some mutilated kids or something- he couldn't remember. His blood ran cold and he asked to pick up Noah from school the day it all went public, instead of Lucy.

He pressed a kiss to her nose and she nuzzled into his neck. "Eli really didn't ditch you did he," she whispered and he kissed her temple.

"Depends on if you'll be mad at me or not," he answered and she smiled, pulling back to look at him.

"He saw your press conference and was worried about you… and doesn't want to hang out with his old man anyways, he was more than happy to go to John's house."

She nodded and kissed him again, making a mental note to thank him before standing up. "Can we take a bath and cuddle in bed? I just want you to hold me," she asked softly, her vulnerable moments like this far and few between.

"Absolutely," he nodded and stood to follow her.

They made their way to her room, hand in hand. "I still can't believe I've turned you into a bath guy," she cracked as she started the water.

"It's the only time I can get you to sit in my lap," he said and she tossed him a look over her shoulder. He smiled, "maybe it's also a little relaxing…"

"Mmmmhm," she laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body close to his. They stood for a while and let their lips duel and their hands roam.

He was always hesitant after a tough case- he knew how it felt, so he chose to be careful and let her take the lead. Kathy used to always be ready right after a particularly brutal crime, when all he wanted to do was hold her or his kids. Needless to say, it was the start of many arguments.

"C'mon let's get in," he whispered, seeing that the tub was half full and gently helping her out of her shirt and leggings. She stood in front of the tub and he came up behind her, desperately trying to hide effects of their make out session.

She intentionally backed against him, letting him know it was okay, and he smiled small, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

He climbed in first, his strong member standing just above the waterline. Biting her lip, she climbed in and relaxed against him, letting out a content sigh.

They sat in silence for a while before she titled her head slightly and kissed his neck. "Noah spent the whole week talking about you and Eli… thank you for picking him up… it was the peace of mind I needed and," she sighed happily, "he really, really loved guy time".

He smiled and kissed the side of her head. "Love that boy… I keep telling you I'll hang with him whenever you'll let me."

"Thank you," she whispered and turned slowly in his lap to straddle him.

He held her waist and she leaned her forehead against his. "Hold me," she whispered and his hands moved to snuggly wrap around her back.

Her head remained against his and she inhaled him slowly, feeling tears brim at her eyes. Sensing her sudden sadness, he kissed her lips softly. "What's wrong?"

A sob escaped her throat. "I'm just so tired… it was just a hard case and sometimes it wears. Being a single parent is hard and… there's just been a lot of emotions this week," she said softly.

"I understand… let go… let me take care of you," he said and she nodded burying her head in the crook of his neck.

They stayed like that, quietly and holding each other until the water cooled. "Let's go to sleep," he said, continuing to rub circles on her back and she nodded, looking down between him at his still hard cock. "I'm sorry," she muttered and he shook his head.

"Don't ever be," he said and they got up. He stepped out and held her towel open for her. Curling into it, he kissed her cheek and drained the tub before following her into her room, wrapped in his own towel.

He smiled when she saw her's wrapped around her head. "I like your hat," he teased, causing himself to laugh.

It was the same stupid joke he said every time- and he cracked himself up every time. She usually rolled her eyes, but tonight she broke out into a smile and he threw his hands up in joyful victory.

Grabbing lotion from her nightstand, and ushered her onto the bed and she scooted back to lounge against the pillows, wearing nothing but a thin camisole.

He knelt before her, a symbolic move that they both recognized, and emptied some lotion from the bottle to his hand.

With his free hand, he lifted one of her outstretched legs and slowly massaged, dropping a few kisses to her ankle. She couldn't stop the moans that escaped her lips- it was an audible release of the tension she'd been carrying around all week.

Setting that leg down, he moved his attention to her other one, repeating the process and trying desperately to keep his eyes off her glistening core.

Her moans were making his cock twitch and she smiled softly when she noticed it. He was so gentle with her… different from the man she worked with.

He'd never touch her without her expressed permission, no matter how much his cock throbbed and bounced with anticipation. It was romantic like she'd never experienced before.

She wants to jump him. Truly.

Beg him to fuck her all night.

No kids or Bernie around.

No sneaking.

Just them.

But she's exhausted. So she does him one better. A rare request to match her rare vulnerability.

"Stay the night," she tells him more than asks. "We can make breakfast in the morning… get the kids… maybe do a game day?"

She never had to ask Elliot Stabler twice.

He smiled and climbed up beside her, getting under the covers and pulling her close to him.

The fallout from the week caught up to them, and they fell asleep in each other's arms in a matter of minutes.

He woke the next morning to an empty bed and the smell of coffee permeating through the apartment.

Getting up and stretching slowly, he yawned, cracking his neck and searching for his clothes. He smiled knowingly to himself when his shirt was nowhere to be found, and slipped on his boxer briefs before padding out to the kitchen.

"Up early," he commented as he came up behind her, pressing against her. His hands splayed on her hips and he pressed a soft kiss to her neck.

"I always sleep better in your arms," she said thoughtfully and he pulled her closer to him. "Me too."

She smiled and sunk back into the hard planes of his body. "Noh called me this morning, and you're not gonna believe this," she smiled, continuing to cut the fruit she was working on.

"What's that," he asked, pressing another kiss to her neck as his cock twitched against her ass that was barely covered by his T-shirt.

"John, Eli's friend, is the older brother of TJ, Noah's friend. So my FaceTime this morning was from two of my favorite boys, asking to stay an extra night."

"Whaaaaat," El said, feigning surprise and she felt him smile against her neck.

She set the knife to the side and leaned her head back against his chest for better access.

"So is this what it's like to be outnumbered? You three conspiring against me?" She teased lightly as his lips worked on her pulse point.

"It just happened to work out that way," he lied, poorly.

"Mhmmm you know 8 year olds are terrible at lying right?" she mused, covering his hands with hers. She slid one up to cup her breast and the other down into her soaking panties.

"Okay, fine. Noah called Eli and we decided that you needed some us time so they asked John and TJ to hang and they invited the bros over."

She gasped as his fingers found her clit and began circling it gently. "And 'The Bros' started when?" She asked, not angry, just genuinely curious.

"Soccer field last week at school. Elementary and high school had a scrimmage between the teams."

"Ah yes I remember," she said breathlessly as her hips slowly began thrusting into his hand.

Switching sides on her neck, he smiled small. "Everyone was mad that Noah and Eli ended up on the same team and John commented how "The Bros" are too good. I guess it just stuck," he smiled, puffing his chest a bit with pride.

"Noah left that out of his story," she mused and he nodded, moving his hand that was on her breast up to her chin to turn her face towards his. "Didn't want to upset you," he whispered against her lips.

"Could never," she whispered as their lips connected in a sloppy and passionate kiss.

"He loves you almost as much as I do," she whispered and he smiled, kissing her again. "I love him more than I love you… but I think you're supposed to love your kid more."

Her heart fluttered and she reached for his mouth again but he pulled back a bit, smiling.

"You look super hot in my T-shirt," he said, removing his hands from her panties and chin, and using them to widen her stance.

"I know. That's why I wear it," she said, only half kidding. "You're so hard baby," she moaned softly as he pressed against her and fumbled with her panties.

"Do you like this pair?" He asked her and she shook her head. Nodding, he grabbed either side and ripped them clear in two.

He felt her shudder, his strength always a turn on, and he pulled away just enough to step out of his boxers.

"So did you tell them yes," he asked, his sentence ending in a groan as he entered her from behind. Her hands flatted on the counter in front of her to steady herself.

"Yes baby!" She gasped and he chuckled into her neck as he began to thrust slowly into her.

"Was that a 'yes' or a 'yes baby you're so big,'"he asked, cockily.

"B-both," she whined as a hand dipped down to her clit again and the other rose to her neck, hovering there.

"Good," he said, smiling and quickening the pace of his thrusts.

"D-do it," she commanded and she let out a strangled cry of pleasure when his large hand made contact with her neck and tightened ever so slightly.

"Finding out that Olivia Benson is a bit of a freak in bed is the most valuable discovery mankind has ever made," he said in her ear as he tightened and loosened the grip on her throat.

"I-I never w-was but… right there, right there baby! I-I just trust you," she finished, lolling her head back against him.

He angled himself inside of her, according to her requests, and she cried out in pleasure, desperate for more. "Harder," she gasped, reaching her hand around to cup the back of his head.

"Can I bend you over," he whispered and she nodded, doing it for him.

Taking a fist full of her hair, he pumped into her with renewed vigor. She screamed out at every thrust and her back arched downwards, shooting her ass up towards him and allowing him to fit even deeper inside of her.

Her eyes clamped shut as her first orgasm surged through her body, causing her to shake uncontrollably, while uselessly giving him direction.

He knew what she needed, and gave her ass several hard slaps as he moved within her. "Enjoying that Captain?" He asked huskily and she nodded, so he did it again, before resting his hand to soothe her red and stinging flesh.

Pulling her flush to his body again, he pumped wildly into her and nipped at her neck as he thrusted. "I'm gonna cum," he muttered, groaning, and she nodded deliriously as she clenched around him again.

They were falling off the ledge of their joint pleasure before either knew it. She cried out at he spilled into her, milking him for every last drop.

The sound of skin slapping stopped and was replaced by their panting. He head dropped to her shoulder and he wrapped his arms tightly around her body, staying hard and strong inside of her.

"I love you," he whispered and she hummed softly, lazily bringing her arms to cover his and swaying a bit. "I love you, too."

"You know you're never just a booty call right?" He whispered, suddenly turning back into her sweet and loving Elliot, instead of "Eddie," as she jokingly called him during rough sex.

She craned her head back to capture his lips. "You don't even need to remind me."

He meshed their lips together, starting to move slowly again, before stopping when his phone rang.

"Damn kids," he teased, laughing, and pulling out of her. She whimpered at the loss of contact and watched him pull his underwear back up.

"Eli texted. Said to look at the news?" He said, walking over to her TV and turning it on.

"What is it?" She asked, coming up behind him and snaking her arms around his waist. "Snow storm coming in tonight… looking like it'll be worse than they anticipated," he sighed.

"Shoot," she muttered against his bare back. Her phone rang then and she pulled back, sitting on the couch with her legs spread slightly, the aftermath of them seeping onto her thighs.

"Hi baby," she said gently to her son. "I know… I know… well you don't have to," she stifled a laugh. "You know what that sounds good. Oh he did?"

She gave El a warning look as he dropped to his knees and settled between her thighs. "Mhm… okay. Let me talk to El and we'll see."

Elliot's tongue made his way to her core, slowly lapping at their combined juices and moaning softly in appreciation.

"I know you do," she said, a hand trailing to holding his head steady at her clit. "I'll talk to him.. okay let me call you back in 5," she trailed off and made eye contact with El who gave her a look, "actually, maybe 10. Hang tight baby. Okay. I love you."

Hanging up, she let out a long groan as he lapped at her clit, still sensitive to the touch.

"N-Noah is scared, though he won't say it, so Eli suggested… sh-shit babe hang on a second," she whined and he chuckled, sitting back on his knees and looking up at her.

She was panting and trying to collect her thoughts, so he spoke up. "Let me guess. Eli said we should have a sleepover at my place?"

Biting her lip, she nodded and smiled small. "No pressure… we haven't really admitted to the boys or your mom… But I could bring an air mattresses for me and Noah… why are you laughing!" She scolded through a smile.

Shaking his head, he crawled up her body and his lips found hers. "I like when you're nervous," he chuckled and kissed her. "C'mon… let me make love to you and we'll go get the boys," he said, standing and holding a hand out to her.

She giggled and took it, standing up and leading the way back to her room. Jumping when his hand hit her ass, she smiled and looked back at him.

"Thought I wasn't a booty call hmmm?" She teased and he laughed.

"You're not. But like I said… your booty calls? I'm answering."