To be fair, he had woken up to his alarm.

Sat up and everything.

Laid his head against the pillows he shoved between his bare back and the headboard.

Closed his eyes, just for a minute longer...

And promptly fell right back to sleep, only waking again when he felt the mattress shift under her weight and the smell of expensive coffee fill his nose.

His eyes shot open, and he heard her laughter fill the room.

"It's okay," she promised, handing over the espresso cup. "I let you sleep. Your IAB meeting got pushed to 1pm."

He rolled his stiff neck slowly to face her, shooting a winced grin.

"Pays to have friends in high places," she winked.

"Girlfriends," he corrected, leaning over to kiss her as his spine cracked like a freshly popped glow stick.

She chuckled and nodded for him to sit between her legs, which he happily obliged.

"You told the boys I was sorry I couldn't take them to school, right?"

"Of course," she said, gently tilting his head forward after squirting some of her bedside lotion onto her hands and warming it with her breath. "They understood."

"Always do," he moaned out a little as she started to massage his shoulders.

"But…"

He laughed. "There it is."

"… they said you owe them donuts tomorrow morning. Which led to a whole conversation about how our 9 year old is a secret coffee drinker," she mused.

"Only on Fridays," he tried, and she laughed.

"Mhm," she chuckled, kissing the back of his head while working her hands further down. "You doing okay?" She whispered.

"Been better," he shrugged. "Good shot."

"I know… I meant about seeing a man's brains blown out."

"Seen worse… isn't that bad?"

"It is… but comes with the job."

"All the kids I've seen through SVU? Nothing compares to that. I still don't know how you've done it so long."

"It's my calling," she shrugged lightly, reaching his lower back with her nimble fingers.

"I love you for it… in addition to how much I love you anyways."

"I love you, too… talk to your therapist about it?"

"Hey… I promised," he said, craning his neck back to her.

"I know," she whispered, leaning in for a peck. "I trust you."

He gave her a small smile. "Thank you."

"Thank you."

He rested back against her and she snaked her arms around his middle, enjoying the peace of the morning.

"Heard you kicked some ass," he said with a small smile. "And some doors open," he added, snickering.

"That man," she laughed, shaking her head and referencing Fin.

"Also heard that you're giving your rescue shit about her wardrobe like you didn't come up to the scene in the early 2000s…"

"Elliot!" She cried, laughing and feigning shock.

"I'm just saying," he said, laughing so hard he could barely get the words out. "I've seen many years of your less than professional looks!"

"And I wish I had Cragen telling me to buy a blazer!"

"Cragen telling his one and only Princess angel girl in the squad to buy new clothes?! He'd never! Too old school"

"Hey... you started with jeans, too!"

"That's because you checked out my ass more when I wore jeans."

She smacked him playfully and he laughed, trying to get away from her attempts to pin him down. "That is not why!" She accused, still laughing.

"It definitely is why!" He was barely fighting her back, and simply let her pin him to the bed while she climbed over him.

"You're lying."

"I'm not."

"I never looked at your ass!"

"You look at my ass more than I look at your ass. And basically only look at your ass."

"Elliot Joseph Stabler!" She scolded through laughs, raising one brow as she tried to be serious.

"That's me. Elliot Joseph Stabler, detective with the booty who loves the booty."

"Oh my god," she cried, laughing and leaning down to kiss him slowly.

"Time you gotta go into the office?" He asked when she pulled back just a little.

"I'm gonna go in for a few hours while you do your IAB interview. Then… when you're done? I'm gonna pick you up from 1PP and I have a surprise for us."

"Oh?" He asked, his brows popping up.

"Mhm," she smiled, pecking his lips a few times. "Pack an overnight bag."

"Ohhhh?" He drawled, pulling back even further and grinning.

"Mhmmm. Boys are hanging with the Carisi gang tonight. They're going to a ball game while you and I have a date night."

"I love you," he said simply, and she laughed.

"I love you. The last few weeks have been hard, and I think it'll be good to spend some time together, just us. Celebrate that we're alive and safe and together."

"Captain, I think that's a really great idea," he whispered, grasping her face and gently rolling them.

She smiled sweetly against his lips, running her hands up his arms to cup his face as he gently rocked his hips into her core, erection strong against her.

"We have a long time still before 1," he said, squinting in effort to hide his knowing grin.

She laughed softly. "We do."

"What should we do," he asked casually, lowering his pelvis onto her's.

"I'm kinda hungry," she shrugged playfully, giggling when his lips attached to her pulse point.

"Me too. Maybe after I eat, I'll take you breakfast," he grinned, making his way to settle his face between her legs.

She moaned very softly when he kissed her over her thin pajama shorts, the heat of her arousal seeping through already.

"Ready for me this morning," he commented, nipping her through the shorts before pulling them down her hips and tossing them aside.

He inhaled deeply, running his nose through her dark curls, stopping at her clit. "Do you taste as good as you smell?" He prodded with a wink.

"Mmm why don't you see?"

Breathing out a soft laugh, he ran his tongue slowly up the slit in her folds, and in response she hissed out a whimper.

"Watch me," he instructed, looking up over her mound and nodding to the pillows beside her.

She followed his instruction, grabbing two and pushing them under her head to boost herself up, smirking when he spread her legs for a better view.

"You have the most perfect pussy… did you know that?" He purred, the deep timbre of his voice making her involuntarily clench.

"You knew it," he conceded. "And you like when I talk to you like this, huh?"

"Y-yes," she whispered.

"You're glistening, baby… God I hope you got us a suite tonight, cause I don't wanna have to worry about neighbors while I do everything to you tonight."

On the end of his sentence, he pushed two fingers into her clenching and unclenching hole, eliciting a high pitched gasp as her head rolled backwards.

"That a yes?" He asked, pumping them slowly upon finding the spongey flesh of her inner wall.

"Y-yes," she moaned lowly.

"Good," he nodded, continuing the rhythm set with his fingers and tracing teasing circles around her clit with his tongue.

She was soon writhing above him, and right as she was about to let go of her last hair of resolve, he pulled back, leaving her pussy and belly quivering with desire.

"I'm gonna bring some toys tonight," he announced, loud enough to be heard over her heavy breathing and the sound of blood pounding in her ears.

"E-Elliot please," she whispered, desperately undulating her hips in search of any contact.

"Gonna give you a night of pleasure. You deserve that, baby," he smirked, kissing her swollen clit and making her entire body convulse.

Her head whipped forward, fire in her eyes.

"Elliot make me cum," she begged, desperately.

He watched her eyes roll back first when he began the renewed assault on her most sensitive area.

The scream came next, and then her hands to his head and his name from her lips as her upper body pitched forward in an intense orgasm.

"Ughhhhhnnn Elllll!"

She was frantic, grinding herself against his face until it was too much and she had to push away.

His head landed against her thigh, chuckling to himself as he pressed wet kisses along the soft skin there while her body shook with after shocks.

When his breathing finally stilled, he slowly kissed his way back up to her lips.

"Can I take you to breakfast?" He whispered, nuzzling their noses.

"Take care of you," she muttered softly, spent and satiated to the point of sleep.

"We've got all night. How about you go back to sleep for a minute and I'll pick something up?"

"Hmmm," she nodded, accepting his help to slip under the covers. "Stay… Uber eats it," she muttered.

Burying his head in her neck, he nodded and laughed softly before reaching for his phone.

"Cuddle me," she whined playfully, sinking into him and drifting off when he spooned into her still half naked body.

"Anything for you," he whispered, a promise more to himself than her, to be better; to be the man she deserved. "Don't forget that."