Hello friends!

So I'm still here, writing for the ship that never happened. I know it's not gonna happen, but I still love writing these two so...here we are. I follow Rick Fox on instagram so I just look through his feed and get inspired, so here we are. I do hope we get that other ship on the show; the one that closely resembles the "real life" of our Olivia. Not the toxic one.

Okay so moving on...here's a new one shot. The Pierces attend a fancy party for Edgar's law firm, and Olivia gets jealous when she sees someone flirting with her husband. And of course, it leads to some rather mind blowing sex.

So...enjoy xo


A Little Jealous [Intimate Moments Collection]

Olivia was hardly one for fancy parties. She hated the ass kissing and boring small talk. That was why she tended to avoid the prestigious functions unless she absolutely had to be there.

However, any excuse for a night out with her husband was a good excuse, even if that meant going to some law related function for his firm. Seeing Edgar in whatever suit he was wearing was an added bonus, so she was excited. Edgar warned her that it might be boring, but that he had to show his face since he was a partner at this firm. She didn't mind it since she would be with him for the night, plus Lamai Garland was going to be there as well and the two of them had struck up a great friendship, so she knew she'd be fine.

She had left work around four and made it home in time enough to talk with Noah and Lucy before she had to start getting ready. She showered and moisturized her skin, then proceeded to get ready for the evening. She applied a minimal amount of makeup; a little eyeshadow and eyeliner and mascara, followed by some nude lipstick that complimented her skin perfectly. She had washed and blowdried her hair; the glossy brunette locks were now spilling over her shoulders and halfway down her back in loose waves. As she pulled on the deep red lace bra and thong set, she smirked to herself. She couldn't wait for Edgar to see this set later on tonight, because after all, she knew that nights out often ended with mind blowing sex that left her seeing stars.

She slipped on the long sleeved navy blue dress that stopped just a couple inches above her knees. The neckline plunged just enough to show a little cleavage; not too much but enough to drive her husband insane. She slipped on a tiny heart shaped pendant that she had gotten as a wedding gift, and she fastened a small gold chain bracelet onto her wrist. Just as she was about to slip her wedding rings back onto her finger, the bedroom door opened and she heard the voice that sent shivers down her spine;

"Well damn! Hello Mrs. Pierce."

She smirked to herself and looked over her shoulder; "Hey you." She licked her lips as she looked him over; he was rather delicious in the navy blue suit with the white shirt and navy blue tie.

"Hey yourself." Edgar's eyes were trailing all over her body, taking her in as he stepped further into the room. He stepped closer to her, and slipped his arm around her waist to pull her against him. She giggled at the sudden action as she rested her hands on his biceps, and she couldn't help but pucker her lips a little as she leaned towards him. Edgar chuckled softly before leaning in the rest of the way to give her a soft kiss. The kiss lingered a little and Olivia whimpered a little when she felt his hand slide to her ass.

She giggled a little when she felt his hand give her a firm squeeze. She tugged her lips away and looked up at him; "Don't start something you can't finish."

"Oh I plan on finishing it after we get back home, trust me…" he gave her one more kiss, then reached over and grabbed her wedding rings from the dresser. He lifted her left hand, and gently slid the glistening rings back onto her ring finger. Olivia smiled at him as she watched intently.

"Where they belong." She murmured.

"Damn right…" he kissed her rings, then linked his fingers with hers; "Ready to go?"

"I am." she replied with a nod of her head. She quickly stepped into her sky high navy blue stilettos that elongated those beautiful legs, then she grabbed her clutch purse with her essentials inside before making her way out of the bedroom with him. Noah was watching some cartoons while Lucy was sitting with him, though she was engrossed in some work she had for med school.

"Alright you two, we're heading out; our phones will be on though if you need anything." Olivia remarked, capturing their attention.

"And please, I beg of you, do not hesitate to call," Edgar chimed in; "Any reason to get outta this party earlier than planned is a good reason."

Noah came over and hugged them, while Lucy just giggled at the both of them; "So if there's the slightest inconvenience, we can call you guys, right?"

"Yep!" the couple replied together, causing more laughter to spill from Lucy's lips as she shook her head at them.

After ensuring that both Lucy and Noah were fine and once again reiterating to call if they needed anything - and of course after a huge hug, I love you, and goodnight to Noah, the couple headed out. As they made their way to the elevator, Edgar pulled her close and gave her his handsome smile, one that made her weak in the knees.

Though they hated fancy parties, the two of them were certainly looking forward to a night out - together.


As predicted, the party at Edgar's law firm of course was fancy, but involved a lot of fake smiles and ass kissing. Olivia pretty much stayed on Edgar's arm, and he of course loved nothing more than to introduce her to some of his colleagues that he actually liked, as well as a few other higher-ups in the firm. Everyone who met Olivia seemed to thank her for making Edgar a happy man, and others found themselves captivated by the charming, NYPD captain. Edgar felt like a proud husband having her on his arm tonight, and he couldn't resist giving her his handsome smile throughout the duration of the evening, a smile that sent shockwaves through her and caused her own glistening smile to break across her face.

Eventually, the two of them became separated as Lamai Garland turned up at the party with Christian, which meant that she and Lamai ended up standing by the drink area and talking while Christian talked with Edgar and some other mutual friends they had. The two women were having a nice time catching up as they hadn't seen each other for a while, but Olivia suddenly found herself distracted when she saw a pretty brunette making her way up to Edgar. The dress she was wearing was sleeveless and short, and judging from the way she had sauntered over to him, this was not intended to be an innocent interaction.

Suddenly Lamai's words seemed muffled as Olivia's gaze zeroed in on this woman, who was clearly trying to talk to Edgar. She could see that Edgar knew this woman and was a bit uncomfortable talking to her, but the fact that they were even having some sort of conversation was enough to put Olivia on high alert. Olivia's gaze narrowed, and a feeling like no other began coursing through her. She had only had one question that kept swirling through her head: Who is this bitch and why is she talking to my man?

Lamai followed Olivia's gaze and scoffed; "Oh God, that's Rosalyn Abrahams; she's a junior partner here, and she'll throw herself at any man in the place."

"Even when they've got an obvious ring on their finger?" Olivia muttered.

"Any man with a pulse, married or not." Lamai reiterated as she and Olivia continued to look at the woman in complete disgust. She was laughing at something, but when she put her hand on Edgar's arm again, Olivia knew it was time to go break up this little interaction.

"This is really cute, but she needs to not flirt with what's mine," Olivia downed the last of her drink then muttered; "Excuse me, Lamai."

She took a breath to center herself, then made her way over to where Edgar was standing. She made her way up to him and grabbed onto his arm, practically pushing the brunette out of the way as she looked up at her husband; "Hey baby."

"Hey yourself," Edgar was clearly relieved to see her as he wrapped his arm around her torso; "Having a nice time?"

"I am…I'm having a great time…" she grinned at him, then turned to the brunette; "Hi, I'm Olivia - Edgar's wife. And you are?"

"Rosalyn Abrahams, junior partner." the woman greeted as she stuck her hand out. Olivia simply looked her up and down but didn't even attempt to shake her hand, leading Rosalyn to awkwardly retract her hand and step back a little. Edgar fought back to the urge to laugh; he knew Olivia had a jealous streak to her but it was interesting to see.

Still, Rosalyn didn't take much of a hint and continued to stand there and talk with them both, though Olivia didn't miss the way she seemed to be looking at Edgar more as the conversation flowed. Edgar was trying to be friendly and polite, but Olivia was growing increasingly sick of this whole interaction. This woman didn't take hints well at all, which also became clear with how she once again started putting her hand on Edgar's arm as they all talked.

One more fake laugh was enough for Olivia to be done with the interaction completely. She slipped her arm further around Edgar and discreetly dug her nails into his side, signaling that she was ready to leave. Edgar took the hint and began rounding off the conversation; "Well Rosalyn, I think me and the Mrs here are about to take off, so…you take care."

"Already?" Rosalyn asked, a lopsided smile on her face; "We were having such a nice time."

"Well we have a son to tend to, and a babysitter to let off the clock, so…yeah we gotta go." Olivia chimed in. She shot Rosalyn a look - one that indicated that she was past being friendly. Rosalyn simply nodded her head as she stepped back a little, now clearly intimidated by the brunette police officer.

"Well, it was nice seeing you both," she then stuck her hand out; "Nice meeting you, Olivia."

"See ya." Olivia simply waved, once again refusing to shake her hand. Rosalyn awkwardly retracted her hand before scurrying away, and Olivia simply glared after her. Edgar chuckled a little as he tightened his grip on her torso; "Yeah, I'm definitely ready to go too."

"Good, because I'm tired of ass kissing." Olivia remarked.

After bidding some of Edgar's colleagues farewell, and after bidding farewell to Lamai and Christian, the couple made their way out of the party and further out of the building. Olivia was still a little irritated about Rosalyn and her blatant flirting with Edgar tonight; she hated for anyone to flirt with what belonged to her. Edgar knew that she was irritated by the whole encounter, and so simply kept his hand on her leg as he drove them home.

"You know I love you - right?"

"Mhm."

"And you know I don't want or care about anyone else - right?"

"I know."

He stopped for a light, then looked over at her; "So stop being jealous."

"I'm not jealous."

"Yeah you are," he smirked a little as he reached over, his fingers lightly gripping her chin in a tender manner; "No need for it. You're mine, and I'm yours."

He then leaned over for a kiss, which Olivia reciprocated as she brushed her fingers over his cheek. Edgar groaned a little and deepened the kiss, and Olivia could already feel her head starting to spin and her heart starting to race from this alone. She had to actually pull back a little, and she smirked as she looked at him.

"Take me home." she whispered.


They managed to make it home in no time, and before long they were headed inside their building. They ended up making out in the elevator and again in the hallway outside their apartment door. The sexual tension was thick between them tonight, and both of them were just desperate to get inside and fall into bed together. They did manage to compose themselves to do just that; they went inside and checked in with Lucy before letting her go for the evening. Once they locked up and turned off the lights, they checked in on their sleeping son, before heading further down the hall to their bedroom.

As soon as Edgar shut and locked the door, Olivia grabbed him by his tie and pulled him to her. She crashed her lips against his while pushing the suit jacket off his shoulders, and he chuckled a little as he walked her backwards towards their bed.

Olivia managed to get the upper hand and pushed him down onto their bed. She stood in front of him, and kept her eyes locked with his as she unzipped her dress. She allowed the navy blue to fall to her feet, revealing the deep red lingerie that she'd been wearing. Edgar's eyes widened as they trailed over her beautiful body;

"Damn."

"Like what you see?" she smirked. She stepped closer and Edgar simply bit his lip as he looked up at her.

"You are too goddamn beautiful," he reached out and tugged her closer so that she was now straddling his lap; "Come here, girl."

Olivia laughed as she draped her arms around his neck. Before long, she found herself being flipped onto her back and saw her husband hovering over her with a smirk on his lips. She leaned up just enough to kiss him while her fingers popped the buttons on his shirt. She tugged at his lip a little while rolling the shirt off his shoulders, and he tossed it aside while smiling into their kiss. Olivia's fingers were brushing over his biceps, and his muscles twitched beneath her fingertips.

The two pulled apart, both of them now breathing heavily as they looked at each other. Edgar's eyes roamed over her lingerie-clad body, then flicked his gaze back to those beautiful brown eyes; "You know I love you - right?"

Olivia nodded her head; "Yeah."

"And you know you're the only woman for me?"

"Hmm...maybe." she smirked a little. Edgar groaned as he leaned against her some more, his fingers dragging over her thigh until he hiked his leg up around her waist.

"Do I need to remind you that you're the only woman for me?"

"I think you do."

Edgar let out another chuckle before kissing her once again. Their hands roamed and tugged until the rest of his clothes and torn lace ended up in a heap on the floor. Edgar linked his fingers with hers and held her hands over her head, and when he tipped forward and pushed into her, Olivia swore that her breath left her body for a second. He kept kissing her to help her relax, and before long she felt comfortable enough for him to continue. He let go of her hands and instead grabbed hold of her hips as he began with those powerful thrusts, and Olivia almost immediately was digging her nails into his back. God how she loved these passionate moments with her husband.

The couple were not holding back tonight, it being clear that they needed to show off just how much they loved one another. Olivia ended up with the upper hand at some point, which meant Edgar ended up on his back as she straddled him. She cupped his chin before leaning down for another kiss while still keeping up those movements with her hips. Edgar gripped her hips while groaning against her lips; this woman was a fucking goddess and he was so goddamn lucky to have her.

Maybe it was the overwhelming love for him. Maybe it was the image of another woman flirting with him. Maybe it was a combination of the two. Whatever the case was, Olivia couldn't get enough tonight. She pushed herself up and braced a hand against his chest while the other twisted into her own hair as she rapidly moved her hips against him. She was biting her lip as she gazed at him through hooded lids. The way her body moved was something Edgar didn't want to miss, but God how she felt so fucking good on top of him like this.

With each movement, he was brushing against that spot deep inside which caused explosions of pleasure to filter throughout her body. She was so close to the edge; she was soaking wet now, and her muscles were constantly fluttering around him. The final straw was him reaching between her legs and brushing his fingers over her clit; she fell into the waves of orgasmic bliss as a wail of "Edgar" tore from her lips in the most beautiful, erotic manner. She collapsed onto him, her muscles still fluttering around him as she clung to him. Edgar tilted his head just enough to kiss her, but he also took that moment to flip her onto her back again. She gasped at the feeling, especially since the movement caused him to slip deeper into her - as if that was even possible.

When she managed to relax enough, he leaned over her as he braced both hands against the pillow beneath her head. He didn't ease them into this. He fucked her like he wanted to; in that beautiful, passionate, aggressive manner that set every nerve in her body on fire. She couldn't even hold back on the sounds, and neither could he as he groaned and cursed as he chased his own release. A couple more thrusts led to him finally seeing stars as he loudly groaned her name; "Olivia!"

She whimpered as she felt him releasing inside of her; her nails dug into his back once more and her muscles fluttered around him. He collapsed on top of her, and she immediately wrapped her arms around him. They were sweating and breathing heavily, but nothing could compare to the overall satisfied feeling they felt as they basked in the comfort of being in each other's arms after a mind blowing round of sex.

They were silent for a few moments until Edgar finally rolled to her side, slipping out of her in the process. She rolled onto her side and propped up on her elbow to look at him, and he simply smirked while pulling the blankets up over them both; "What?"

"Nothing, I'm just staring at you for a minute because I can't believe you're mine." Olivia replied, a cheeky smirk on her face. Edgar simply chuckled a little as he shook his head at her.

"Yeah…I'm yours, and you're mine; the only woman I will ever want…" he reached over and brushed some of her hair back; "You know that right? Nobody else; you're all I want and need."

Olivia nodded her head. Though Edgar didn't get upset with her for her little jealous streak earlier, she still felt a bit bad about it. "I know, and I'm sorry I got a little jealous earlier."

"That was sexy," he chuckled as he carried on playing in her hair; "But let me tell you, I wanted to laugh so bad when you didn't shake her hand. She looked so awkward; you're so rude."

"She flirted with my husband then had the pure audacity to think I would shake her hand? Absolutely not," Olivia rolled her eyes; "I shoulda shot the little bitch."

"Okay Badass Benson; that's enough," Edgar was laughing as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. "Come here, woman; I love you…more than anything in the world."

Olivia blushed a little at the sweet words and that besotted look on his face. What a beautiful thing it was to have such a wonderful, beautiful man. She was so grateful, and so deeply in love.

She gave him a sweet kiss before mumbling; "I love you too; always and forever."


Well here we are. Leave your reviews please! Thank you guys for still supporting me as I write these; you are amazing. Stay safe guys, and wear your mask :)