"Ohhhhhhhhhh."
Olivia's eyes shot open as she became aware, both of her husbands arms wrapped around her spread thighs and the stimulation he was providing her clit.
"Shhhh." The reminder came after the briefest pulling away from her already throbbing bundle of nerves.
Her hands flew to the back of his bald head to ensure that it didn't move again, and her hips began to gyrate, desperately seeking more and more stimulation.
She was still naked from the night before, the cold air of their bedroom causing her nipples to pucker as sweat, in contrast, started to form on her brow.
Elliot raised his eyes slightly to find her's in the hazy and blue, morning hue of their bedroom.
"Fuck," she husked, her jaw falling open when two of his large fingers entered her soaking pussy.
"Open up for me baby," he prodded gently, flattening his tongue to lap up the juices coating his fingers.
With his help, she pulled her legs wider and flatted her feet on the bed, opening herself up more fully to him.
"That's my girl," he growled softly pulling his head back to admire her now spread and swollen lips. "Such a beautiful pussy… and all mine."
"Have I mentioned I really fucking love retired Elliot?"
"A time or two," he winked, diving back in.
He was sat on the floor, tightening the final screw in his newest purchase when Liv came out of the shower in a towel.
"Elliot?" She asked through confused laughter, pointing at him and his project.
"I'm trying to cut down on the amount of times I have to help him on and off the bed!" He cried playfully, standing up and setting the small staircase upright.
"Are those puppy stairs?!" She exclaimed through her laughter, grabbing his arm and doubling over.
"Puppy stairs, really smart, almost-two-year-old-stairs… what's the difference!"
"Elliot Stabler, you're nothing if not resourceful," she laughed, kissing his arm and moving to their closet.
"I'll take that win!"
Once his older son and wife were off to start their day, he padded his way back to their bedroom to set up Nate's little spot and say his morning prayers.
He was midway through, on his knees with his hands folded and his head bowed, when he heard Nate's soft footsteps.
El laughed softly to himself, and was about to turn to speak to his boy when he felt him kneel beside him and lean into his side.
Sneaking a one-eyed peek down, his eyes welled up when he saw Nate had mimicked his position, his blankets and buddies pressed to his chest under his folded hands.
Unclasping his own hands, he dropped one down to the back of Nate's head, pulling him closer to his side and quickly finishing up his own prayers.
Nate sensed when he was done and opened his eyes, looking up to his dad with a sleepy smile.
"Mownin dada."
"Morning buddy," he smiled, scooping him up into his arms. "Thanks for letting me finish my prayers."
"Yah dada… I pay too."
"Oh yeah? For what?"
"Uhmmm… mama safe, an Eyi an No an Eyyi. An yew dada."
"Awe… you're my sweetest little buddy," he whispered, kissing his nose. "I'm gonna go work out… but I got your snack and drink, and can we change your butt first?"
"Pease," he nodded quickly.
Elliot laid him on the bed, making quick work of changing him with the diaper and wipes he'd brought him the night before.
That made his boy laugh.
"Dada yew dot my tuff," he grinned.
"I did," El laughed. "Trying to make sure we get into a routine!"
"Wah dat?"
"That's something we do every day," El smiled. "So like for daddy, I get up every morning, run, get mommy and Noah off to work and school, and then I pray and workout."
"Huh," Nate said, thinking and nodding.
"But now, I have you and Ellie added into that," he smiled.
"Yike it daddee?" Nate asked, sitting up with his dad's help once he was finished.
"I love it, Nater," he smiled, brushing his curls back. "Alright… let's get you settled."
"Tay dada," he grinned, jumping up and settling in the middle of the bed.
"Alright, I've got juice," he said, handing it over. "I've got a Z-Bar. I've got Ellie's monitor," he nodded, handing both over after he opened the bar. "You remember how to talk to her if she wakes up?"
"Uh huh," Nate nodded, hitting the green button and then pointing to the speaker button. "Eyyi seepin dada."
"She is… Good job, bud. My smart boy," he grinned proudly. "Alright… tell me when she wakes up okay?" He said, turning on his cartoon.
"Tay dada," he nodded, reaching up for another big hug.
"Love you, boy."
"Wuh yew dadee."
"Come see me if you need me, okay?"
He nodded quickly and squeezed his neck again before letting go and snuggling back into his spot.
"Oh! Buddy!" El said from the door.
Nate sat up and looked at him. "Yah dada?"
El pointed to the other side of the bed, and Nate crawled over to look before gasping and looking back to his grinning dad.
"Teps!" He gasped, scrambling up to crawl down the steps very carefully before sprinting to his dad to hug him. "Tank yew dadee," Nate sighed happily.
"You're welcome, son," El laughed, picking him up and kissing his face. "Alright. You need to be slow going up and down okay?"
"Pomiss, dadee."
"Alright good," he nodded. "Come get me if you need me."
"Tay dada," Nate nodded, carefully climbing back up the small set of steps.
Elliot managed to get 70% of his work out done before Nate shuffled outside in El's massive slippers that were kept by the door.
"Dada, Eyyi awate."
"She crying?" He asked, grunting as he lifted his bar above his head.
"Nope. Dust wayin dere."
"Alright bud," El answered, setting the bar down. "I'm almost done, okay?"
"Tay dadee I dust tewin yew."
He smiled. "Thank you buddy. I love you."
"Wuh yew dada," he cheesed, shuffling over at a painfully slow pace in the giant slippers to give him a hug before making his way back inside.
El began lifting again, listening to the conversation happening inside.
"Hi Eyyi… is Nate! Wuh yew sissy…. Dadee essercisin' den we get yewwww."
From her phone at her new 1PP desk, Liv watched her boys between the ring camera and the monitor, and took a brief moment before she had to rush to a meeting to record Nate's message to Ellie and send it to the kids.
O: Day 2! Btw… he got him puppy stairs.
D: He told me LOLOL
M: He's sooooooooo sweet to her!!
L: Some of you should take notes….
E: Not possible to be as sweet at Nate
K: Agreed!!! And lol at the stairs. Send a picture!!!
D: I'll get one later, he and I are getting lunch today
L: Jealous boy
D: He asked me!!
M: He asked me for lunch Thursday!
L: I'm tomorrow, Kate are you Friday?
K: LOL! Yep!
E: Stay at home dad Elliot is wild
O: He loves you guys!!
Liv switched apps to watch her husband scoop up a giggling Nate to go get Ellie.
"Ohhh she wasn't crying," Elliot laughed softly when they went in to the nursery.
"Hmmm," Nate pondered and El laughed, looking to him.
"You just wanted some snuggle time before school huh?"
The little boy couldn't hide his smile, and just nodded. "Sowee dadee…"
"No… don't ever be sorry. If you want snuggles before school you just tell me okay?"
Nate just grinned and hugged his neck tightly. "Tay dadee."
"Alright.. let's get baby girl changed and then I'm gonna shower sooo fast. Then we can cuddle... We have a few hours before I drop you off, anyways."
"I sower wiff you dadee?" Nate asked, and El just laughed. "Sure bud. Go pick out some clothes for the day, okay?" He instructed, sliding him down to the floor.
"Uhhh wah yew weawin dada?"
Elliot laughed as he lifted Ellie up, peppering kisses all over her face.
"Probably jeans and a shirt. But hey, you don't like jeans for school so some sweats okay?"
"I wike dem," he countered, unconvincingly.
"Nate…" El warned lightly and Nate pouted.
"Pease dada, wanna match!"
After a slightly intense stare down, El cracked a gentle smile.
"Okay… okay, fine."
He gasped excitedly and sprinted off to his room to gather his clothes before returning to his parent's bed.
El snorted when he noticed that Nate had grabbed one of each color of his jeans and three different colored shirts.
"I see wah yew weawin dad," he nodded.
"Smart boy," El laughed. "C'mon," he motioned, grabbing one of Nate's hooded towels from their linen closet and settling Ellie in her bumbo on the floor of the bathroom.
The duo showered quickly, and when Elliot stepped out, he placed Nate's towel on his head and wrapped his own around his waist.
"Me too, dada," he asked, pulling the towel off and trying to figure out how to wrap it around his own waist.
Elliot couldn't stop laughing, and knelt down in front of him to help.
"Why waffin' dada?"
"Cause," he said though chuckles, "I just love you so much. You make me happy."
Nate grinned and dove into his chest. "Wuh yew dada!!"
Ellie squealed beside them and Nate pulled back with a giggle.
"Wuh yew mowe sissy!" He grinned, leaning down to kiss her head very gently.
"Alright," El said, ruffling Nate's curls. "Let's get your diaper on and get you dressed and settled, okay? I gotta shave really quick and then make little miss's bottle."
"I save too, dada?" Nate asked, bouncing up and down and holding his face.
El's eyes welled up at the request, and suddenly he was back in 1997 and the then four-year-old Dickie was asking the same question.
"Dada?" Nate asked, gently tapping his leg.
Quickly wiping his eyes, he looked down with a small smile. "Tomorrow, Okay?"
"Tay dad!" He grinned, bouncing off.
Elliot dropped Nate off to "school" around 9:30, discretely showing his teacher the pair of sweats he thrown in his back pack and explaining the situation.
He gave him a final hug and kiss before heading into Manhattan with Ellie and parking at the precinct.
It was warm for September, he was dressed in dark jeans, a three-quarter length sleeved Henley, and his usual pair of high-fashion boots Liv had gotten him.
Nate had helped choose Ellie's outfit: a flowery pink onesie with matching leggings and a bow… about as girly as she could get.
He'd picked up flowers for Liv who was now back at the 1-6 to finish her day, and stepped off the elevator to hear laughter coming from her bullpen.
Rounding the corner with Ellie strapped to his chest in her carrier, her "dad-certified", tactical back pack on his back, and flowers and a coffee in his hand, he found his wife's whole squad leaned over her to watch a video on her phone.
"You guys suck," he deadpanned, watching them all laugh harder when they saw how domestic he looked.
"Not looking at muscular today, there Stabler," Fin joked, and El laughed.
"Listen… you try existing when you have the world's smartest barely two year old,"
"Touché!" He called, and Liv dismissed them all to work, leading El into her office.
"Hi daddy," she smiled once the door shut, leaning up to kiss him.
"Hi," he grinned, handing over her coffee and flowers. "Do I look less muscular?"
She laughed, gently unstrapping their girl and taking her. "Not at all. You look very sexy with our baby strapped to your chest."
Puffing himself up a little he smiled and nodded. "Good."
Dickie was waiting at a restaurant down the road when El walked up with a sleeping Ellie on his chest.
"Sleepy baby girl," Dickie cooed softly and cutely.
"Her big brother had her playing before school," he laughed softly, reaching in to hug his oldest boy.
"I bet! Livie has been sending us videos from the cameras," he laughed.
"I'm losing muscle," El teased, taking a seat.
"But Nate is gaining the best core memories he possibly can," Dickie smiled.
El looked at his boy, squinting lightly.
"What?" Dickie asked, looking up over his menu.
"Was I a shit dad to you kids?" El blurted out awkwardly, making his boy laugh and set down his menu.
"No dad... why would you ask that?"
El dropped his head and laughed a little. "I uh... I was. And I know I was and I'm so sorry."
"Dad," Dickie smiled small, "do I wish you were 'round more? Course. Am I a little jealous of my two year old baby brother? Maybe... but does that change anything about the dad you are or the relationship we've got? Or any of the awesome memories we made? Definitely not."
Smiling small, El looked up at his boy. "I'm really proud of you, son."
"I'm proud of you, mom... I mean dad," Dickie scrambled making El laugh hard.
Ellie startled away slightly and looked up with a pout.
"Ohhh no I'm sorry," he cooed sweetly.
"Mean daddy! Come see brother," Dickie laughed, gladly taking his sister.
"Hey... you remember that shaving kit you had as a kid?"
"Of course! That's one of my favorite memories," Dickie grinned. "I still have it."
El looked up quickly. "What?! Really?" He laughed.
"Yep!" Dickie grinned. "Core memory!"
El just smiled. "Nate asked to shave with me today," he said with a soft chuckle, "I time traveled."
Kissing the top of Ellie's head he smiled. "I'll drop it off for Nater to use tomorrow."
"Wait really?" El laughed.
"Core memory," Dickie repeated, sitting back with a smile.
Liv walked through the front door just before 5:30pm.
"Mama!" Nate cried, running to the door in gray joggers and a black Henley of his own. "Wook wah dada dot me an No!"
Looking up, she chuckled at the sight of her boys in their matching outfits.
"This stay at home version of dad is the best!" Noah grinned, holding up Ellie in her pink Henley and gray leggings.
"Got you one, too, baby!" El grinned, greeting her in the entry way with a glass of wine and exchanging it for her purse.
"And what else did daddy buy today?" She laughed, pecking his lips. "Aside from a new wardrobe for our boys."
"You'll just have to wait and see," he sang softly. "Oh... go look in our bathroom," he whispered, kissing her cheek. "Then text Dickie."
"Okay," she laughed, doing as he'd asked after kissing her three kiddos.
She laughed softly to herself when she saw the brightly colored, plastic shaving/grooming set on the counter.
Snapping a photo, she texted their oldest son.
L: Your idea???
D: Ha! Mine when I was little.
L: No way!!
D: Figured baby brother needs it more than me right now. :)
L: We love you, bud!
D: I love you guys too!
Setting her phone down, she sighed happily before moving to their closet to hang up her blazer.
Her jaw dropped when she opened it and saw what was hanging in front.