Hi guys!

I'm back with another piece. The Captain a little stressed from work, but she'll later learn that her husband can ease away all the tensions and stress. After all, he has the hands of a God.

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The Hands of a God

To say that the last couple weeks at work had been rough was perhaps an understatement for Manhattan SVU, and especially for the woman who was in charge of the unit.

Olivia was feeling the weight of being the commanding officer of an elite unit such as Manhattan Special Victims Unit. For the last couple weeks, they had been getting case after case after case, some that went nowhere and others that were pending trial. She felt like for the last couple weeks she had been ripping and running between trial prep and comp stat and other important meetings, in addition to interviewing victims or ripping and running across Manhattan with her squad. She was tired to say the last, which meant that the last thing she needed on this goddamn Thursday afternoon was a call from her son's school.

As the number flashed on her phone screen, she silently prayed that her son wasn't sick. She slid her thumb across the screen and held the phone up to her ear; "This is Olivia B…Pierce."

She rolled her eyes at herself; six months into marriage and she was still forgetting to use her married name when she answered a call from someone other than work.

"Hi Mrs. Pierce; this is Tammy Brooks – the school secretary…" a friendly voice replied; "I was just calling to say that Noah's still here, and I was wondering if everything was alright."

Olivia looked at the clock and upon realizing that it was past three - the pick up time - she sighed and rolled her eyes. She'd told her husband to get Noah from school today because she couldn't leave, but clearly he had forgotten as well. He knew they'd both been swamped with work but when she left their bed in a rush this morning for work, she could've sworn she told him to get Noah.

"I'm so sorry; my husband was supposed to pick him up…" she explained; "I'll call him now and call you right back; I'm so sorry."

"It's totally fine; I'm just glad everything's okay." Tammy replied. Olivia thanked her for calling before hanging up. She took a deep breath, then she scrolled through her phone until she could tap his contact; 'Babe'

Just as she had the phone up to her ear waiting for him to answer, Fin popped into her office to hand her a file that she had asked for. She thanked him, and he nodded before whispering; "You good?"

She quietly replied; "Edgar forgot to p-"

"Hello?"

"Edgar, you forgot to pick up Noah."

There was a pause in the clicking sounds and then; "Oh shit!"

"Yeah – oh shit is right. The school just called; can you go get him or do I need to send a squad car and one of my unis?" She was trying not to sound so annoyed as it was a small mistake, but with everything going on and how tired and stressed she was, it only took this slightest thing to annoy her.

"Babe, I'm gonna go get him right now; I'm packing up and I'll text you when I have him…" she could hear him moving around, obviously gathering his things to head out; "I'm sorry, baby; I got caught up in some meetings and paperwork today and it slipped my mind."

"It's fine, just go get him, please." She replied. She looked up as Amanda poked her head in with some information regarding their case. She quickly rounded off the call; "I gotta go, I'll call the school and tell them you're coming. Love you."

She ended the call and went about quickly calling the school as she pulled on her blazer. Once she had told the secretary that Edgar was on his way, she hung up before slipping out of her office to meet Amanda at the elevator.

She groaned; she had a headache and she was tired.

She wanted to go home.


By the time Olivia finally did make it home, it was a little past six. She rubbed her eyes as she stepped into the vast Tribeca apartment, and she locked up before shouting; "Guys, I'm home!"

She made her way through the apartment and found Edgar and Noah on the couch, watching basketball and having pizza. She rolled her eyes and made her way over, and she planted a kiss to Noah's head before kissing Edgar's cheek as well. She then made her way through to their bedroom, first tossing her blazer aside before unclipping her badge and gun.

She was in her own world when she felt hands on her waist. She turned around, but leaned back some when her husband tried to kiss her. He gave her a slightly confused look; "Babe-"

"Nah, because you forgot to pick up our son so no…I'm still annoyed…" she raised an eyebrow at him, only to scoff when she felt him slide his hand to her ass; "And you can't sex your way out of this one."

Edgar only groaned and shook his head as he pulled his hand back. He held his hands up and said; "I'm sorry, babe; it really slipped my mind with everything going on."

Olivia was about to respond but heard Noah shouting for Edgar to hurry back to watch the game. She just smirked a little and nudged him, and Edgar shot her a smirk before heading back out of the room. She simply shook her head then went about taking a shower to relax a bit. She still had a couple files to look over, but at least she could do that in the comfort of her own home rather than have to be sitting in her office.

After she showered, she changed into a pair of leggings and a t-shirt before making her way back out into the lounge area. She stole a couple slices of pizza, then she went over to their dining table to sit down and eat while looking through her files. She gobbled down some pizza and seemed to lose herself in her case notes, to the point where she didn't even realize the game had gone off until Noah came over and hugged her. He bid her goodnight, and she kissed his cheek before turning back to her files.

A few minutes later, a pair of strong hands were on her shoulders. She glanced up and gave her husband a small smile, which he happily returned as he began working his fingers over her neck and shoulder. Olivia immediately felt the tension leaving her body, leading her to tilt her head slightly as a small moan escaped her lips. Edgar laughed a little as he kept up with the gentle movements; "Enough of work tonight; come sit with me?"

Olivia nodded her head as she figured she'd had more than enough work. She closed the files and took off her glasses, then she made her way over to sit down. Edgar helped her to sit then disappeared to the kitchen, only to return a few moments later with a glass of red wine. He handed it to her before sitting beside her, and she thanked him before taking a sip. He started massaging her neck and shoulders once again and she closed her eyes; "That feels nice."

"You needed it clearly; you're really tense, baby…" his voice was soft and gentle; "You sure you're okay?"

"I think I am now." she tilted her head more; "Anyone ever tell you that you have the hands of a God?"

He chuckled at her words; "You're the first person to tell me that, and I'll take it…" He shuffled closer while rubbing his hand up and down her arms; "You still mad at me?"

She laughed as she turned to look at him. He was giving her a cheesy smile and wagging his eyebrows at her, leading her to lean towards him for a quick kiss.

"I'm not mad; I was just annoyed…" she tilts her head a little; "I'm sorry for being a bitch; it's been a tough couple weeks - as you know."

"Baby don't go there; you had a right to feel annoyed…" he rubs his fingers up and down her arm then says; "It's all good now, so you just relax and take some deep breaths, and enjoy that wine."

Olivia smiled; sometimes Edgar was too good to be true and she wondered what she had done to deserve such a good man. She leaned over to give him a quick kiss, then she laid back on the sofa with her feet in his lap as the two settled in to watch a documentary on the television.

However, within the hour, the documentary was forgotten as the couple had begun a cycle of making out. They were obsessed with each other and could never get enough, which meant that it was no surprise that this little make out session was quickly heating up and heading in another, more sensual direction. Edgar's hands were already wandering underneath the t-shirt she was wearing while her fingers were tugging at his pajama bottoms.

It was Edgar that seemed to come to his senses first. He tugged his lips away, causing her to move her hands to his shoulders as she looked up at him. Her chest rose and fell as she tried to pull more air into her lungs; this man's kisses always left her breathless.

Right now, she was desperate for the touch of her husband. She leaned up and whispered against his soft lips; "Bed...now."

He smirked a little. Her words from earlier rang in his mind so he decided to mess with her; "I thought you said I couldn't sex my way out of this."

Olivia shot him an unimpressed look that caused him to laugh. She then rolled her eyes and let out a breath; she was too horny for this right now and she needed him.

She grabbed the fabric of his t-shirt and pulled him towards her some more. She gave him a kiss then she spoke; "You better listen to your wife, Edgar; happy wife, happy life."

She then trailed kisses up to his ear, and nipped at his earlobe before whispering; her voice was deep, husky, and dripping with arousal; "And I promise that your wife will make your life very, very happy."

Edgar let out a groan, especially as he could feel a certain stir in his groin. This woman drove him crazy in the best way and he loved her.

Before long, he sat up and turned off the television before standing up properly. He helped her up, and she was forced to squeal when he suddenly lifted her up into his strong arms, allowing her to wrap her legs and arms around him as they made their way to their bedroom.

He kicked the door shut and they fell into bed, and before long the most blissful, erotic sounds filled the bedroom as the happy could fell into the pits of desire - together.


Well, another short piece completed. I have so many ideas so there will be more to come. But for now, leave some reviews. I really appreciate you guys. Love always, and stay safe and wear a mask :)