A/N: Fluff-filled ending. Be sure to check out my other stories, too! Thanks for reading.

It'd been six months to the day since the snow storm that launched Benson and Stabler into a never ending game of house.

Liv had managed to get out of work at a reasonable time that Friday, got the boys from school, and dropped them at their friends for the evening.

"We'll call you to say goodnight when dad gets home, okay?" Liv called as they jumped out of the car.

"Sounds good, bye mom!" Noah called starting to sprint off, stopping only when he was pulled back by Eli snatching his backpack and giving him a look.

"Oh sorry, love you mom!" He said with a grin as Eli let him go.

"Bye Liv, love you," Eli smiled at her before joining his brother.

Sitting back her seat, she let out a happy sigh as she watched the pair run off.

When she walked into her apartment, she chuckled at the mess that had accumulated throughout their busy weeks.

Soccer cleats strewn by the door.

Bowls of half eaten and soggy cereal in the sink.

The mountain of laundry Eli was supposed to fold, but didn't due to an even larger mountain of homework he had to get done.

The now four knitted blankets Bernie had made them, balled-up from the her and El's late night cuddle session with Noah.

It was chaos, and it couldn't make her happier.

After changing from her restricting blazer, blouse, and chinos, into one of El's T-shirts they both loved the most, she got to work picking up the apartment.

As she expertly moved around, she smiled to herself as she thought back to how much their lives have changed.

Eli and Noah had become thick as thieves, loving and bickering like true brothers.

El had become dad, blasting into the office the day after Noah asked him and bragging about it.

Liv had stepped into the role of mom for Eli, and though he'd never admit it, there was a positive change in him that was visible to everyone.

And together, El and Liv fell back in sync, only instead of catching bad guys, they were parenting two boys while maintaining a beautiful relationship of their own.

When she'd finished cleaning, she lit some candles, poured a glass of wine, and curled on the couch under her favorite "Bernie Blanket," waiting for El to get home.

She laughed when she heard his text tone, knowing exactly what it was going to say.

E: U up

It'd become their thing, and she always thought of something funny, sassy, or sexy to respond with.

With their two boys gone for the night, she opted for sexy. Stretching her long, bare legs out in front of her and positioning her wine just right, she snapped a photo and sent it to him.

O: Waiting for you.

E: I just got a boner thinking of what I'm gonna do to you when I get home.

She laughed out loud as a rush of wetness hit her core at the thought of his face between it.

O: I'm half a bottle of wine down. Hurry home.

Home.

They weren't living together, officially at least, but home truly was wherever the other was.

E: Bell is talking a lot in this meeting. Do you talk this much to your squad?

O: No, but I've been doing it way longer

E: She just yelled at me to stop texting.

O: Hahaha. So stop.

E: Okay

She set her phone down and hit play on her movie, only to laugh when her phone buzzed again a few minutes later.

E: I'm so fucking hard right now I don't think I can't stand up.

O: You better stand up… it you don't you won't get to come home to me.

E: Woman…

O: You can't jump me too quickly. I told the boys we'd call and say goodnight before they got too far into their video game marathon.

E: :((((

O: Hahaha. You'll live. Now let me watch my movie. Text when you're on the way. Love you.

E: Love you more

She smiled at his message and sunk back into the corner of the couch with her wine and blanket.

An hour or so later, the familiar sound of the key in her door made her smile and a wave of relaxation wash over her. The more familiar sound of him struggling with the bags of god knows what he picked up on his way home made her laugh and shake her head.

Getting up, she grabbed something from the spot next to her and walked to the door, opening it for him.

El stood hunched over, key out, trying to get the door open. Laughing when she saw him, she releived him of the 6 pack he was carrying and replaced it with the small item she'd picked up.

He knew it was her thong before he looked.

The feel of the lace.

The stupid grin on her face and the way she swayed her hips as she walked away from him. The sweet and faint smell of her clear arousal.

His cock twitched, and all he could think about was her pussy.

Walking in, he shut and locked the door, removed his shoes, and deposited the food he'd picked up on the kitchen table before moving to loom behind her.

She felt his presence and shook her head as she felt him sink to his knees behind her. "Have to call the boys," she said, trying to maintain the semblance of resolve she had left in her body.

"Mhm," he muttered, sliding his hands up the inside of her thighs, up and over the curve of her plump ass, and then back down.

"Bend over," he commanded more than suggested, and smirked when she did as she was told.

Her T-shirt rode up over her ass as she slowly bent over her kitchen counter. Using his hands to encourage her legs apart, he positioned himself under her and ran his tongue at an achingly slow pace from her entrance to her clit.

"Baby," she gasped as he spread her legs a little wider and inhaled her sweet scent.

"You smell so fucking good," he growled against her lower lips, the vibrations of his deep voice sending a shiver up her spine.

Her stomach flipped in somersaults of anticipation as he teased her at an achingly slow pace, working her deep into the throws of pleasure.

She let out a pathetic whine when he stopped his movements and stood behind her, pressing the budge in his slacks against her. His hips moved slightly, desperate for any type of friction he could get, and he leaned his head down to whisper in her ear.

"It's romantic as hell in here… and you look So. Fucking. Sexy." He growled into her ear causing her breathing to increase more.

"Not sure if I wanna take you in the kitchen… might kill the mood you've set," he suggested into her ear.

The house was quiet, save for the sound of her heavy breathing and the rustling caused by him undoing his belt.

"Maybe I should take you over the couch… or up against the door?" The sound of his zipper being slowly dragged down filled the room next. "Maybe… I make love to you in our bed?"

His words send a shiver down her spine and she couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips.

Turning, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately and slowly. "Hmmm our bed?" She questioned and he dropped his sexy act, giving a goofy grin.

"Well I mean…" he said with a smile.

Having him distracted gave her the opportunity to take control.

"I want you to make love to me in our bed later on… right now, I wanna ride you on our couch until you can't remember you have your own bed."

"Captain," he admonished, as his hands dipped under her ass to lift her.

Her dripping core came into contact with his dress shirt as her legs wrapped around his waist and she pouted. "You're gonna have a stain… I liked this shirt."

Carrying her to the couch, he set her down and slowly unbuttoned it, rolling up his sleeves the way she liked. "Worth it," he said simply, pulling himself out and sitting next to her.

Reaching over, he dragged her on top of him as she giggled softly and sank down on his length.

"Baby," she whispered as she slowly moved her hips.

His head lolled back and his mouth opened, the pleasure overtaking him.

Her movements were slow, long, and steady, raising herself as high as she could before lowering with a swivel of her hips.

He gasped each time she fell on top of him, pleasure etching on his face as soft moans escaped his lips.

Without warning, she changed her pace, bouncing quickly and crying out. "Fuck Livia…." He grunted as his hand found her clit to circle quickly.

The sudden wave of pleasure that coursed through her caused her bouncing to falter a bit and she chanted his name as he took over at a break neck speed.

"El.. El.. R-right there… baby right… Ellliot!!!!" She cried as they found their releases at the same moment and collapsed into each other's arms.

"Fuck," was all she could manage as her head rested lazily in the crook of his neck.

"Move in with me," was his response.

He said a silent prayer of thanks when he felt her smile before sitting back to look at him.

"Please?" He added for good measure.

She went quiet and put on her serious face, trying to make him sweat for a bit before bursting into a fit of happy laughter.

"Don't do that to me, Benson," he whispered against her chest with mock irritation.

"You're too easy," she replied, gently pushing him back so he was looking up at her.

"That a yes?" He asked and she nodded, smiling. "It's a 'thought you'd never ask.'"

"Best day of my damn life," he whispered and she smiled, kissing him slowly. "Come make love to me in our bed."

The shrill of his phone woke them around 1am and he groaned, blindly reaching for it and answering.

"Stabler," he said, his voice gruff with sleep.

"Hi dad it's me," came Noah's voice. "Me and Eli are fine before you freak out," he said through a snicker and El breathed out a chuckle.

Putting him on speaker so Liv could hear, he yawned. "What's up man, why the late night call?"

"Well, we were hanging and playing video games and then John didn't feel great so he fell asleep and Eli and TJ and I were hanging and then John woke up with a fever and started puking soooo. Their mom said to call you."

"Oh no man, do either of you feel sick?"

"Nah, but we've had a lot of sugar cause we were trying to pull an all nighter so… if you come get us we thought you could hang out and play video games with us when we get home," he asked hopefully and Liv buried her head in his chest to stifle her laughter.

El was physically unable to tell the little boy no, and everyone, especially Eli, knew it and used it to his advantage whenever he could. Breathing out a chuckle, he nodded. "Sounds good buddy. I'll come get you guys. Be there in 15."

"Okay dad thanks- is momma still sleeping?"

"No she's awake, you're on speaker."

"Oh… hi mom! Is it okay if dad plays video games with us?"

"Whatever you want to do baby boy," she laughed softly and they heard him grin.

"Okay!!"

"Alright boy, tell your brother to be ready in 15 I'm on my way."

Liv smiled at the ease in which he said "brother" and snuggled a little closer to El.

"Wait… dad take me off speaker," he said and El nodded doing as he was asked.

He laughed and she gave him a funny look. "Yeah I did buddy. I don't know… you'll have to wait until you get home to find out. I know… Well maybe she'll be awake," she smacked him and he laughed again. "Alright buddy. I love you too."

"You can tell him no, you know," Liv whispered, kissing his bare chest.

"But he's so cute," he said as he stood up.

"Elliot Stabler- a sucker," she giggled and watched him stand and stretch, his semi hard member standing proud.

He winked at her as he reached for his clothes. "What was his question," she asked as she pulled on her pajamas he'd tossed her.

"If I asked you to move in with us or not," he said with a hint of a guilty smile.

"I knew they put you up to it," she smiled big, kneeling up on the edge of the bed and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"More like… pushed me to get up the courage," he whispered against her lips.

"Why you even doubted it is beyond me. Us Bensons love our Stabler boys," she smiled, letting her hand explore the back of his head.

"You gotta stop or I'm never gonna make it to get them," he teased and she smiled, falling back in the bed. "10 bucks they both pass out in the car."

"Oh for sure. They're all talk," she smiled, getting comfy again and watching him. "Yes he can sleep with us if he does," she laughed and El grinned, kissing her cheek and heading out.

She fell back asleep quickly, waking up slightly some time later when she felt her son's mop of curls tickle her chin.

Smiling, she kissed his forehead as he cuddled her closely. "Thought you were gonna pull an all nighter," she teased him softly.

"Mhm," he mumbled in his sleep and she watched as El curled up beside them.

Eli came in and kissed Liv's cheek. "Night Liv," he said, looking like he just woke up, and she smiled. "Night baby"

The older boy disappeared to his room and El wrapped his arms snuggly around them both.

Liv woke like she always did when Noah slept in their room, freezing and on the edge of the bed. Lifting her head, she squinted and turned to confirm the sight beside her.

Both of her guys were on their stomachs, one arm under their pillow and the other to the side. El's was over Noah, and Noah's was up by his face.

Her heart fluttered and she quietly snapped a photo, sending it to Eli when she heard him in the boy's bathroom and then Fin.

F: You sure he ain't the daddy

L: Hahaha. You'd have been the first to know.

She smiled at Eli loving the picture and his response.

E: They're pretty cute. So stoked to finally be moving in together!

L: That makes me so happy you have no idea!

E: Love you. I'm gonna go back to sleep haha

L: Do it, me too. Love you.

Setting her phone down, she made her self a bit more room and curled up under the blankets, smiling at the dream she was living.

"You up," she heard him whisper, right as she was about to fall asleep.

She chuckled to herself and rolled to face him. His eyes were squinty and she reached under the pillow to hold his hand. "Mhm," she whispered, resuming her efforts to find sleep again.

Feeling his stare, she opened her eyes slowly and smiled. "Yes?" She said slowly.

"Just thinking about how our booty call ended up like this," he smiled, pressing a kiss to the back of Noah's head.

"Best booty call ever," she smiled, falling back to sleep with her boys in the home and family they'd created.