A KISS TO BUILD A DREAM ON
By
Southinkimspooky
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the characters in this story do not belong to me, I was not ingenious enough to invent such brilliant characters, therefore, do not sue me, for I am only a teenage girl with no money, the most you can get out of me is five dollars'. —So enjoy...
Beta Love Goes To: pinksootydog! How I would be lost without you!
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Give me a kiss to build a dream on And my imagination will thrive upon this kiss Sweetheart I ask no more than this, A kiss to build a dream on -- The Manhattan Transfer, A Kiss To Build A Dream on
-- Olivia Benson POV --
I remember when I was a little girl all I thought about was that kiss that Alan Andrake would give me. I was only 12 at the time and I doubt he even knew that I existed, but I loved him nevertheless. He was Romeo who captivated my mind and sent me into a fit of those '12 year old giggles'. Every time he entered my room, my heart jumped out of my shirt and I blushed whenever he walked past my desk. He never gave me that kiss, but I loved him, and thought I would always.
Then when I was 16, my Romeo was Gregory Johnson. The high school jock, the star of the football team every girls dream. I thought he would go for me, at least a little bit. I was on the cheerleading team and everything, but instead he went out with my best friend, Tracy. I guess they were a better match. They ended up getting married, and are still married to this day.
Now I, Olivia Benson, have another Romeo. He isn't like any other man on this planet. However, there is a draw back; he is my partner, my partner for about five years now.
That man may know more about me, than I know about myself. He has a wife and four beautiful kids, but a girl can dream right? Sometimes I catch myself starring at him unintentionally, I can't help it. He is just, just—Elliot. He may not be perfect, but perfect for me!
When he told me his wife filed for divorce I tried to be sad for him. Deep down inside I was thanking God and throwing a party. I knew that he and his wife were having marital problems. It is hard being the wife of a cop it isn't a regular 9 to 5 type of job; the hours are irregular and sometimes you find yourself pulling all niters, sometimes three days at a time. He tried his best to be a good father a good husband, but in the end it wasn't enough in the eyes of his wife.
My Romeo was finally a free man!
Three weeks after Kathy filed for divorce he told me she had a boyfriend. He even said that he was thinking about dating again. I smiled and told him it was probably a good idea to date again.
How I wanted to scream out right then and there: COME ELLIOT DATE ME! I'M FREE!
I couldn't date him though. It would be wrong. Inter work relationships were greatly frowned on anyway. It could ruin my whole career, his as well.
When I helped him move into his new apartment I thought this would be the perfect opportunity for me to pounce on my pray. We finally hauled up the last box and collapsed on his couch in exhaustion.
"God I'm starving." Elliot said as he closed his eyes and wiped his forehead.
"Yeah, same here." I told him. I turned on my side and smiled, "Want to go over to that Chinese place on the corner and grab a bite to eat?" I asked him. Hoping he'll take a hint.
He looked at me with a gleam in his eye, "Sounds good to me." He grabbed his coat and we walked down to the corner and into the restaurant.
We sat down at a table and ordered our food. Through dinner, we carried on small conversation.
"You know Liv, I could get used to this bachelor idea." He said with a laugh.
"Oh yeah, I bet." I told him with a sly grin on my face.
"And what exactly are you implying?" He asked as he chuckled softly.
"I don't know why won't you tell me?" I told him coquettishly.
"Why Olivia Benson, I believe you just flirted with me!" He told me with a snicker.
"Oh, really?" I asked him with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. I noticed a small smile on his face.
"Yes, I do." He said, he gave a smile.
A moment passed where we just looked into each other's eyes; that moment in oblivion, where space and time is still. It seemed like all who was left in this world was Elliot and I. He was my Romeo, and I his Juliet.
He was the first one who broke the gaze. He began eating and there was a minute of uncomfortable silence. After dinner we headed back to his apartment.
"Do you want me to finish helping you unpack?" I asked him.
"Umm...it is kind of late, are you sure?" Elliot asked with a surprised face.
"Why not? We don't have work tomorrow, it would be fun." I told him as I rocked back and forth on my heels. He laughed a little.
"Okay, I do need all the help I can get." We walked up the two flights to his apartment. We got to his door and he dug his hands into his pockets for his keys. He found them and unlocked the door. I came in after him, he took me by surprise. He grabbed my hand and twirled me around, so that I was shoved up against his body and the wall. He shut the door in one clean motion with his other hand. His face was so close to mine that I could count every eyelash, every pore on his face. I was breathing hard, he was breathing hard, he moved a single hair from my eye and kissed me passionately. He moved his right hand down my body till it found my leg. He pushed it up, pinning me harder against the wall. I moaned in his mouth. He pulled away with a devious grin on his face.
My heart was thumping, this was everything I dreamt of then why all of a sudden did I feel so wrong about it?
He looked deep into my eyes trying to search for an answer. A twinkle came into his eye, and he ran his hands up my body, making me gasp.
"Elliot." I managed to whimper out.
"Yes?" he said in sexy voice.
"Please," I wanted him to stop but then I didn't want him to stop.
"Please what?" He asked me, as he kept exploring my body.
"Don't," he let go of me at that second, my mouth went dry.
"Sorry Liv..." he looked down at the floor and up at me.
"No please don't stop!" I said almost in exasperation.
Another huge grin came on his face as he went to *work.*
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Give me a kiss before you leave me And my imagination will feed my hungry heart Leave me on thing before we part, A kiss to build a Dream on
When I'm alone With my fancies I'll be with you Weaving Romanics Making believe there true
Give me your lips for just a moment And my imagination will make that moment live Give me what you alone can give A kiss to build a dream on
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By
Southinkimspooky
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the characters in this story do not belong to me, I was not ingenious enough to invent such brilliant characters, therefore, do not sue me, for I am only a teenage girl with no money, the most you can get out of me is five dollars'. —So enjoy...
Beta Love Goes To: pinksootydog! How I would be lost without you!
-*-
Give me a kiss to build a dream on And my imagination will thrive upon this kiss Sweetheart I ask no more than this, A kiss to build a dream on -- The Manhattan Transfer, A Kiss To Build A Dream on
-- Olivia Benson POV --
I remember when I was a little girl all I thought about was that kiss that Alan Andrake would give me. I was only 12 at the time and I doubt he even knew that I existed, but I loved him nevertheless. He was Romeo who captivated my mind and sent me into a fit of those '12 year old giggles'. Every time he entered my room, my heart jumped out of my shirt and I blushed whenever he walked past my desk. He never gave me that kiss, but I loved him, and thought I would always.
Then when I was 16, my Romeo was Gregory Johnson. The high school jock, the star of the football team every girls dream. I thought he would go for me, at least a little bit. I was on the cheerleading team and everything, but instead he went out with my best friend, Tracy. I guess they were a better match. They ended up getting married, and are still married to this day.
Now I, Olivia Benson, have another Romeo. He isn't like any other man on this planet. However, there is a draw back; he is my partner, my partner for about five years now.
That man may know more about me, than I know about myself. He has a wife and four beautiful kids, but a girl can dream right? Sometimes I catch myself starring at him unintentionally, I can't help it. He is just, just—Elliot. He may not be perfect, but perfect for me!
When he told me his wife filed for divorce I tried to be sad for him. Deep down inside I was thanking God and throwing a party. I knew that he and his wife were having marital problems. It is hard being the wife of a cop it isn't a regular 9 to 5 type of job; the hours are irregular and sometimes you find yourself pulling all niters, sometimes three days at a time. He tried his best to be a good father a good husband, but in the end it wasn't enough in the eyes of his wife.
My Romeo was finally a free man!
Three weeks after Kathy filed for divorce he told me she had a boyfriend. He even said that he was thinking about dating again. I smiled and told him it was probably a good idea to date again.
How I wanted to scream out right then and there: COME ELLIOT DATE ME! I'M FREE!
I couldn't date him though. It would be wrong. Inter work relationships were greatly frowned on anyway. It could ruin my whole career, his as well.
When I helped him move into his new apartment I thought this would be the perfect opportunity for me to pounce on my pray. We finally hauled up the last box and collapsed on his couch in exhaustion.
"God I'm starving." Elliot said as he closed his eyes and wiped his forehead.
"Yeah, same here." I told him. I turned on my side and smiled, "Want to go over to that Chinese place on the corner and grab a bite to eat?" I asked him. Hoping he'll take a hint.
He looked at me with a gleam in his eye, "Sounds good to me." He grabbed his coat and we walked down to the corner and into the restaurant.
We sat down at a table and ordered our food. Through dinner, we carried on small conversation.
"You know Liv, I could get used to this bachelor idea." He said with a laugh.
"Oh yeah, I bet." I told him with a sly grin on my face.
"And what exactly are you implying?" He asked as he chuckled softly.
"I don't know why won't you tell me?" I told him coquettishly.
"Why Olivia Benson, I believe you just flirted with me!" He told me with a snicker.
"Oh, really?" I asked him with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. I noticed a small smile on his face.
"Yes, I do." He said, he gave a smile.
A moment passed where we just looked into each other's eyes; that moment in oblivion, where space and time is still. It seemed like all who was left in this world was Elliot and I. He was my Romeo, and I his Juliet.
He was the first one who broke the gaze. He began eating and there was a minute of uncomfortable silence. After dinner we headed back to his apartment.
"Do you want me to finish helping you unpack?" I asked him.
"Umm...it is kind of late, are you sure?" Elliot asked with a surprised face.
"Why not? We don't have work tomorrow, it would be fun." I told him as I rocked back and forth on my heels. He laughed a little.
"Okay, I do need all the help I can get." We walked up the two flights to his apartment. We got to his door and he dug his hands into his pockets for his keys. He found them and unlocked the door. I came in after him, he took me by surprise. He grabbed my hand and twirled me around, so that I was shoved up against his body and the wall. He shut the door in one clean motion with his other hand. His face was so close to mine that I could count every eyelash, every pore on his face. I was breathing hard, he was breathing hard, he moved a single hair from my eye and kissed me passionately. He moved his right hand down my body till it found my leg. He pushed it up, pinning me harder against the wall. I moaned in his mouth. He pulled away with a devious grin on his face.
My heart was thumping, this was everything I dreamt of then why all of a sudden did I feel so wrong about it?
He looked deep into my eyes trying to search for an answer. A twinkle came into his eye, and he ran his hands up my body, making me gasp.
"Elliot." I managed to whimper out.
"Yes?" he said in sexy voice.
"Please," I wanted him to stop but then I didn't want him to stop.
"Please what?" He asked me, as he kept exploring my body.
"Don't," he let go of me at that second, my mouth went dry.
"Sorry Liv..." he looked down at the floor and up at me.
"No please don't stop!" I said almost in exasperation.
Another huge grin came on his face as he went to *work.*
-*-
Give me a kiss before you leave me And my imagination will feed my hungry heart Leave me on thing before we part, A kiss to build a Dream on
When I'm alone With my fancies I'll be with you Weaving Romanics Making believe there true
Give me your lips for just a moment And my imagination will make that moment live Give me what you alone can give A kiss to build a dream on
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