That stupid, inconsiderate, full of himself whore.
He had really fucked another woman. He had fucked another woman that wasn't her again. Ok she didn't know for sure who he had fucked all of those years ago when he and Kathy had split but she knew he hadn't fucked her and that's all that mattered.
She didn't know what was going on between the pair of them. She'd never told him she wanted anything more but as sick as it sounded now that Kathy was dead she had expected it to finally be their time. She thought she and Elliot could actually make a go of it but nothing had come of it. He always seemed to have his head somewhere else or running from his own thoughts and from her and when he wasn't running she was running from him.
Maybe they were too broken. Maybe he had just realised they could never be together sooner than she had and she'd been waiting around like an idiot who couldn't read the signs.
With the stake out of Flutura and her pimping lifestyle over she headed back to the office. It was so late Noah would already be asleep but she didn't want to go home. She didn't want to go home and have to acknowledge the realisation that she and Elliot couldn't be, so instead she headed back to the office to do some more paperwork. She wanted to wind her mind down and make herself so exhausted that by the time she went home she wouldn't have time to think of Elliot and what could have been.
Her head is so in the clouds as she walks down the hallway to her office that she doesn't notice Velasco still sitting at his desk. He had fallen so far behind with his paperwork he had decided to stay behind after everyone else had gone home to try and catch up and he hadn't noticed just how late it had got until he heard his captain's footsteps walk down the hallway.
He feels silly that he knew it was her before he saw her. It was like when you were at home and recognised someone's footsteps because they were your family because they had been around your whole life. This woman he had only been in his life a few months ago yet the second he had laid eyes on her he hadn't been able to stop thinking of her.
Every day at work it was getting harder to concentrate when she was around. He found himself getting lost in fantasies of how much he wanted to please her when she was busy talking to her squad and when she reprimanded him for not listening it didn't help things it only turned his fantasies to her in charge, her telling him exactly where she wanted to be touched and how. he had found himself sitting alone at the table too scared to stand up until everyone was out of view many times.
He wondered if she was seeing anyone right now. He'd heard the drama about her and her ex partner. Fin hadn't said much but he had warned everyone there was a long and complicated history and that it was a subject best to avoid but he hadn't seen Stabler around lately. He wondered if he was still in her life. He must not be in her bed or she wouldn't be here at this time of night. He wonders what is stopping her ex partner making a move, he knew if he had a shot with her he wouldn't be wasting one moment of it.
He tries to work again but his mind isn't on it. Half an hour had passed and he had only got through one page so he admitted defeat. He can't work with her so closely. Why is she here at this time anyway? If it was work related after the stake out wouldn't someone else have returned with her? Sure she must have paperwork from it but why is she doing it at this time of night instead of going home to her son?
Curiosity and mainly a need to see her gets the better of him and he pushes his chair back and takes a deep breath before walking over to her office trying to think of a good excuse to knock on her door.
Olivia had cracked open the bottle of scotch she kept in her office drawer for emergencies. She had seen all of the older men do it over the years and thought it was dramatic but when he had become captain she had understood. Sometimes you need something quick to take the edge off.
This was her third in half an hour though and she was no longer taking the edge off. She didn't drink a lot of scotch. At a bar or at home she'd have red wine so this was getting through her system rather quickly. She hadn't touched the one in her hand in a long time, she'd been too busy wiping away the tears.
She'd told herself a long time ago she was done crying over Elliot Stabler. When he had returned she had allowed herself a small break on that promise but once she had gotten over the shock of him being in her life again she had gone back to telling herself he wasn't worth it.
But here she was again feeling just as rejected as she had all of those years ago when he had told her Kathy was pregnant and he was returning him. Sure Flutura was well past her sell by date in that respect but it hurt all the same. She wondered how many other women he was having sex with while she sat at home pining for him.
She heard a knock at her door and before she had time to sort her face out her new young detective Velasco was opening the door.
"Fuck Velasco. Did I say you could enter?"
She turned her face away from the door as best she could and tried subtly to dry her face but he had seen enough.
"Cap, is everything ok?"
This was the last thing he had expected to see when he had walked in here. He felt out of his depth seeing her like this, she was normally so guarded. He feels like an even bigger prick when he notices how pretty she is when she cries.
"Fine Velasco. What's the problem?"
She tries to put on her captain's voice but it still cracks.
"I uh" he forgot what excuse he had wanted to use when he had knocked on the door. "Are you sure you're fine? You don't look it"
"No I'm not really Velasco" she snaps. "But you can't do anything about it so I'd rather you just left me be. Unless it's an emergency it can wait until tomorrow"
He doesn't even hesitate on closing the door behind him and walking over to the sofa she is sitting on. He knows he shouldn't, he could be risking his career or worse his life intruding on her like this but he'd never forgive himself for leaving her like this.
She watches amazed as this ballsy young detective defies her orders and enters her personal space when she's clearly having a bad time. Is he insane? The shock keeps her from shouting at him as he sits down and faces her, leaning his arm across the back of the sofa.
"Maybe I can help"
"Why?" She shakes her head confused.
"Because you're my boss and I can see you're upset. What sort of man would I be if I just left you?"
You'd be Elliot. That admission hit her right in the gut. She wondered how many times he'd listened to her crying voicemails all of those years ago and had still decided to leave her.
"You'd be any other man"
"Ouch" he chuckles though not really offended. "Well I want to be better"
Realising he isn't going anywhere and mainly that she didn't want him to, she offers him the glass of scotch in her hand. There is another glass in her desk drawer but she couldn't be bothered to go and get it and he doesn't seem to mind. He happily takes a sip and hands the glass back to her.
"Tell me"
His voice is soft and part of her wants to tell him everything and cry to him. She was pretty certain she could threaten him with enough to never tell a soul and he hadn't been around long enough to hear any of the chatter the rest of his squad had. It could be a fresh set of eyes but she was too guarded to tell him the whole story, she didn't even think there was enough time for the whole story so she settled on one word.
"Men"
Velasco shakes his head.
"Cap please. Don't tell me you have any problems in that department. Any man would walk over hot coal to be with you"
She throws her head back laughing, thankful he had made her laugh if nothing else.
"You're kind but it's not really true"
"Any man that didn't want to give you the world would be an idiot"
She looks at his face and she can tell he really means those words. His tone had been serious but his eyes confirmed it.
"Yeah?" She asks softly.
"Yeah"
Velasco reaches out and takes the glass from her hand and downs the rest of the contents in one. It burns in his throat and he pulls a face but he needed the Dutch courage to put his job on the line.
Olivia watches him as he places the glass down on the small table in front of the sofa and turns back to face her. His eyes flicker to her lips and back to her eyes and she's holding in her breath. She knows what's about to happen and she doesn't know what her reaction is going to be. He's gorgeous of course he is, she isn't blind to that fact but he's so young and she's his boss. This could get messy.
Knowing it was now or never he slowly leans in and he takes it as a good sign that she doesn't pull away. He moves his hand out in front of him to brush a thumb over her cheek as he whispers.
"You're amazing Olivia"
He had never called her that before and he was worried that might be the line crossed but luckily for him it seemed to be the right thing to say because she closed the gap. She leans in and places her lips on his and her hand on the back of his head.
It was silly the way his words had affected her. She hears something along those lines pretty often in her line of work but hearing them from someone like him who could probably have any woman he set his sights on drove her a little crazy. She knew she wasn't bad looking, she still got plenty of looks but the age of the men giving them had definitely shot up. Twenty years ago when she had started here she had men and women of all ages looking at her the way Velasco just had.
What she needed right now was to feel wanted and she knew he wanted her alright. He had taken a risk just to tell her that and she admired the bravery just to praise her.
Velasco's hands moved to her shoulders and pushed off the large blazer she had on. He had a love-hate relationship with them. He hated the way they covered her curves, that body that made him hard just thinking of her but also thankful she seemed to want to cover up because he wasn't sure he'd be able to handle the effect she had on him if not.
With her blazer pushed to the floor he starts to unbutton her blouse. He'd wanted to see how good her breasts looked in person for so long and his hand slipped into her bra the second there's enough space. His fingers graze her nipples and she arches into his touch.
Suddenly paranoid about this younger man seeing all her lumps and bumps she pushes him away. He looks over at her worried he was in big trouble but she pushes the T-shirt he is wearing up over his stomach.
Taking the hint he kneels in front of her and takes his top fully off and throws it to the floor. Olivia's hands run up his abs and over his chest and she scrapes her nails back down and he groans as he flex's his muscles underneath her hands.
They looked at each other for a moment, giving the other the opportunity to stop this before it went any further but none of them moved. Velasco was sure it would take a bomb going off underneath him to get him to walk away and Olivia needed to feel wanted.
She breaks the stalemate first when she takes hold of his belt and starts to unbuckle it. Velasco takes a deep breath trying to compose himself. She was about to touch his dick and he was worried he might explode right there in her hand.
With his belt unbuckled and his buttons undone she grabs his trousers and boxers in one either side of her hips and pulls them down. His erection jumps straight out, already painfully hard at just being this close to her and she smirks. It seems he had a right to be arrogant, based on appearances in all areas. She just wondered how skilled he would be with it.
Olivia takes his length in her fists and moves it slowly to the base and back to the top and swipes a thumb over his tip and he hissed and thrusts forward as his eyes slip closed.
"Captain. I can't.. you need to stop"
She smiles smugly and wonders if he was always this easy. She hoped not.
No olivia you can't do this again. It's a one time thing only!
He opened his eyes and grabbed the back of her head pulling her body up to him to kiss her. This kiss was different and he took her by surprise. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and for the first time tonight he took charge.
"Tell me what you need. I want to make you feel good" he whispers against her lips and she thinks for a moment. She knows what she wants him to do but insecurity takes over again. She wasn't even sure what underwear she had on but she was pretty sure it wasn't anything sexy.
He sees her hesitation and hopes they're on the same page. He places two fingers and smooths between her legs but her damn trousers are too thick for him to feel anything.
"Take them off for me"
It sounds more like a question than a demand but honestly he's proud of himself for not sounding like he's pleading because in his head he is.
Olivia nods and pushes him back so she can push her trousers down. He stands up and pulls off her boots for her before kicking off his own and his trousers. He is standing fully naked before her trousers even hit the floor and she tries to hide the laugh at his eagerness.
"Lay down"
She lays back on the sofa and he climbs on top of her and suddenly his mind goes black. He's waiting to wake up from this dream that he's had a hundred times.
"What are you waiting for?" she asks tilting her head worried he was regretting this. Worried he had only meant to compliment her and she had read the signals wrong in her desperation.
"I just want to remember this moment"
"This never happened Velasco. I mean it!"
He nods his head knowing that's the way it had to be. Even if he told someone he was certain nobody would believe him.
"Then come here"
Olivia grabs his head and pulls him down, wrapping her arms around his neck as they kiss. Velasco holds himself up on one hand and the other is trailing her body. He places it on her thigh and squeezes, smoothing it upwards until his hand slips under her shirt and up to cup her breast. They feel as good as they look. More than a handful and he wants his mouth on them.
He starts to kiss down her neck heading for his destination but she doesn't want to take her top off. She's sure he's heard the stories but she doesn't want to make him run from her right now so she pushes him by his shoulders and he takes the hint. He wants to see all of her, taste all of her but he listens to her signals and skips right over that area until he is at her hips.
He trails kisses along the top of her underwear as his hands massage up and down her thighs. His head is spinning at the thought of actually being here, just a thin layer of material between his mouth and Captain Bensons wetness. His mouth is water as he kisses along the side of her underwear. Olivia bucks up into him and he can't wait any longer, he slips his hands into her underwear and pulls them off.
The sight before him makes his dick twitch again and he needs to remind himself to calm down. Think of her. Please her. He slides two fingers through her glistening folds and lets out a groan.
"Fuckk cap"
She'd never be able to hear him say that word again without thinking of him here between her legs and she wonders for a second if they should stop but that thought quickly goes out the window when he leans forward and replaces his fingers with his tongue.
"Oh fuck" she moans and Velasco groans again. He prays he never forgets that sound, it's the hottest thing he's ever heard. She was panting above him as he tried out different speeds to find out what she likes. When she arches her back and moans loudly he grips onto her thigh to make sure she stays in place.
Olivia isn't used to a man being this attentive. Most of the men she had been with saw this as a chore, an exchange for her to go down on them but Velasco was eating her pussy like it was his last meal. She could hear him moaning below her and it only made her wetter each time he did it. He was a quick learner, she could tell he was listening to body and her moans and she prayed there was nobody else around because his eagerness to please was making her moan even louder.
She could feel the wet patch forming on the sofa below her as she runs her fingers through his hair and holds his head close, a silent don't stop because right now she isn't sure she could even string those words together.
Olivia's thigh tighten around his head and he hopes she's loud because he doesn't want her thighs to block out the noise of her cumming. He pushes two fingers inside her and she moans loudly again. He moves them fast and her moans come out choked.
"Yes. Yes. Fuck"
His other hand digs painfully into her thigh as he tries to power through with a lack of oxygen. He has no complaints about dying from her thighs being wrapped around his head but he'd like to get her off first.
Her other hand joins the back of his head as she comes undone. Her thighs shudder around him as her back arches and she hears him moan again as he laps up her cum.
"Uggghhh fuck"
He feels her walls tighten around his fingers and he moans as he sucks on her clit. The sound and feeling of her coming would be etched in his mind forever.
Eventually her legs fall open and she's pushing him away as her clit becomes too sensitive. She's panting heavily and her eyes are still closed and even though he's thankful for the oxygen he'd have happily stayed there all night if it's what she had wanted.
Velasco wipes her cum off his face and sucks on his lips to taste her one more time.
"That was amazing"
She laughs and opens her eyes to look at him.
"Shouldn't I be saying that to you?"
"Was it?"
Even though he'd made her come he was still worried. He had wanted to please her so desperately.
"I thought that was obvious," she teases.
Olivia notices his erection then. Still standing to attention right between their bodies. She moves her hand between her legs and slides her fingers through her folds, coating them with her cum before wrapping that hand around his length and coating him in her cum.
"Fuck" he gasps as she touches him. His eyes slip closed as she pumps her hand up and down.
"Want me to return the favour?"
"No," he says, shaking his head. "I want.."
"What? You wanna fuck me?"
"Yes"
He opens his eyes and looks down at her for permission.
She stills her hand and opens her legs wider and when he leans forward she guides him inside of her.
"Oh my.."
His sentence is lost as he forgets how to use words. He looks down to where their bodies are connected as he pulls out and he can see his dick glistening with her cum before he pushes back in.
"Fuckk" he says again keeping his eyes between their bodies as he moves faster.
Olivia's hand goes to the back of his neck pulling him down to kiss her and he shifts his body to lift her legs up with him as he leans down.
She scrapes her nails down his back and he moves his face to bury it in her neck. He thought of himself as a good lover, a guy with stamina but no woman had made him wait this long before and he was on the edge. It was taking everything he had to hold back and kissing her was making that even harder.
She smirks to herself at the effect she was having. She felt sorry for him having to hold back and she knew he wanted to make her come again.
"Look at me" she tells him and he pushes himself so he is looking down on her. "Let go"
He shakes his head.
"I.. fuck. I wanna.."
She leans up and kisses him and he moves his lower half faster between them.
"It's okay" she pulls back and nods and he wants to hold off so badly. He wants to feel her come under around his dick but he doesn't think he has that left in him so all he can do is pray to god that he gets to do this again as he nods to her.
"I wanna feel you" she tells him and that's his final straw. He is groaning above her and her mouth falls open slightly at the way he holds her as his body stiffens above her only thrusting a few more times as he emptied himself into her.
He forces his eyes open to look at her as the last of him spills inside her and he can see how much she had enjoyed watching him and it gives him hope that she'll let him do it again. He leans down to kiss her and she falls back against the sofa taking him with her. He stays inside her as they kiss for a few moments before her leg starts to cramp and she is pushing him off.
Reluctantly he moves back and pulls out of her, looking around hopelessly for something to clean her up.
"Do you have uh…? Shit. I'm sorry"
She laughs as she stretches out her leg scooting out of the way of the mess.
"What are you sorry for? I know what happens when a man comes inside me"
A pang of jealousy washes over him that he feels a fool for as he thinks of other men doing this to her.
"Yeah. I uh.." suddenly he feels out of his depth again and he rolls her eyes.
"Get dressed, Velasco. Go home"
"Yes Captain"
He stands up and gets himself dressed and Olivia, now recovered from her cramp, leans down and pulls on her own trousers. Velasco is fully dressed as she starts to button up her blouse and she realises he is as quick getting dressed as undressed and it makes her feel old.
"Captain is this… was this…?"
Part of him doesn't want to hear that it was a one time thing but it's probably best to hear it now than keep up false hope.
Olivia sighs and busies herself putting her boots back on.
"I don't know"
He nods but a spark of hope ignites inside him and he chances leaning down, lifting up her chin and kissing her again. Before she has time to process it he is moving backwards. Make her want more. He tells himself and he doesn't say another word as he steps back and walks towards the door.
They both look at each other before he opens the door but neither have anything to say. The ball is in Olivia's court.
As the door closes behind him Liv drops her head into her hand and curses herself. That was a dumb idea, a really dumb idea.
A.N. idk if I should make this a multi chapter and have jelliot then EO endgame?