Help Me Help You
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Author: Purity85
Summary: Takes place a few months after "Weak" as if Elliot has basically frozen Olivia out of his personal life. He thinks he can't talk to her about his divorce because he blames her and because he wants to be with her as more than a friend or a partner if you get my drift. Things get more complicated when they have to go undercover. Thoughts are in italics.
Part Six
Olivia was shocked at the sight in front of her; it was something she had never seen before in her life. Elliot "I'm a badass cop" Stabler was full-on blushing at the comments that the club bouncer had made about his affections for Olivia's alter-ego. She could barely contain herself. She was being attacked at two angles; the excitement welling inside her at the idea that her partner was that attracted to her and the laughter threatening to spill out of her at his flustered appearance. "Dream girl, huh?" She asked with a cocky smile lightly caressing Elliot's knee.
He placed his hand over hers stilling her motions. "I don't know about all that, though I can't deny that you're easy on the eyes. I'm a little tired maybe I'll have that dance another time." He said giving her an out on the lap dance.
Steven shook his head, "I told the guy that if he was too tired to have you rub on him then he obviously doesn't like women." Steven laughed.
"Well, you can't have him thinking that you're gay, can you?" Olivia asked her partner leaning towards him.
Elliot felt mischievous as he took the opportunity to peek into her top. "I guess not." He said with a smile already starting to get excited at the prospect of a naked Olivia on his lap. "Let's get started then." He smirked at her patting his lap.
Olivia suddenly felt very nervous and she felt herself begin to blush. She took a deep breath and stood in front of Elliot facing him, but she couldn't bring herself to meet his eyes. As a new song started she finally looked into his face with a shaky smile, she knew people were watching and she needed to make this look good. Christina Millian's "Dip it Low" filled her ears as she leaned forward and caressed the side of her partner's face.
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
If it's real talk then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you
She turned her back and rubbed her toned butt against him from his ankles to his chest.
If he really needs you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy
(A really, really good boy)
She turned to face him again and straddled one of his thighs. She leaned forward so her lace-clad breasts were in his face and her breath was hot against his ear when she whispered, "What have you found out?"
Why not let him lay with you
(When you give it to him good)
He sighed as she leaned back and started rolling her body while she sat uncomfortably close to his hardening penis. He leaned forward careful to obey the rule of not touching her and whispered, "Not much yet. Can I drive you home tonight?"
Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around, poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say "oh"
She nodded and bounced at little on his lap as she shook her body from side to side to the music careful to avoid the hardness that had been pressing into her thigh. She stared into his eyes and continued the dance.
Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around, poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say "oh"
"Girl, the song is half-way through it's time to take that top off." Steven demanded from across the table.
Olivia smiled uncomfortably still staring at Elliot, she slowly untied her top and peeled the lace off so that her round breasts were bare less than four inches from her partners face.
You gettin' bold
He's growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
(And you thinkin', but give it time)
She stood up and did a dip that almost took her all the way to the ground. Then she took a few spins to the music and put her knee lightly against his crotch as she settled back on to his lap.
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me (oh)
She ground into his lap trying to satisfy her own arousal while offering some help to his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned forward to whisper in his ear again, "You enjoying your dance, 'Rick'?"
All the ladies, wind it up, if you know just how to move
All my fellas, jump behind her, show her what you wanna do
All the ladies, wind it up, if you know just how to move
All my fellas, jump behind her, show her what you wanna do (ooh, ooh)
She leaned back before letting him answer. She rolled her body a few times on his lap grinding against him again and again. She drew a gasp from Elliot and he moaned, "Liv…"
And he was cut off by her lips crashing onto his in a passionate, wild kiss. Just as quickly as it started, it was over and her lips were at his ear again. "I couldn't let you break over covers." She said breathlessly.
Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around, poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say "oh"
Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around, poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say "oh"
Elliot was still in shock when the song finished and Olivia peeled herself from his lap and put her top back on. He watched her as she walked around the table and held her hand out demanding her money from Steven. She took the cash from him and walked into the back.
Steven looked at Elliot, "What did you think man? You both seemed to be enjoying yourselves." He laughed.
Elliot cleared his throat, "Yeah man. Thanks. I think she might be in to me."
"Just remember what I said about sharing." Steven mumbled.
"Yeah about that man… how many girls have ya'll shared around here?" Elliot asked trying to play along.
"I dunno man… alls I know is, if you get her, you better be generous or something bad my happen." Steven said being very vague.
"Like what?" Elliot pried.
Steven rolled his eyes, "I don't got time to sit around here gossiping like a chick with you. You're welcome for the dance, now go home and jack off." With that the other man walked away.
Olivia, who was now dressed, walked back up to Elliot, "Can you take me home now Rick?" She asked extending her hand to him.
He took her hand and stood up. He pulled her arm around his waist and held her very close as they walked towards the door. On the way out they passed Sammy who sneered, "Same time tomorrow you two. Don't go damaging the merchandise too much man." The gross little man laughed.
"I wont hurt her." Elliot shot back letting his hand slip down to rest right above her butt. Then he leaned in close and whispered to her, "Productive first day, huh?"
They got into the older pickup he was using while undercover and she turned to him, "We've got to talk Stabler."
"You're telling me." He said back to her. Then he looked into her eyes as if he was peering deep inside of her soul. "You want to get something to eat?" He asked her reaching over to stroke the back of her hand lightly.
She pulled her hand back having expected something more from that moment. But then she just sighed and smiled, "Yeah… I'm starved."
"Your place, finish up what we started the other night?" He suggested.
She nodded.
Once they were in the apartment things were even more awkward if that were possible. Elliot sat on her couch flipping through channels on the TV while she changed clothes in her bedroom. She came out with all of her makup washed off, her hair combed down, dressed in loose black t-shirt and gray pajama pants. He looked at her and he couldn't believe how beautiful she was even then.
She said nothing to him, she just walked into the kitchen and returned with four beers, the cordless phone, and five takeout menus. She plopped down next to him on the couch and handed him two beers. "What are you in the mood for?"
What a loaded question. He smiled to himself.
TO BE continued…
