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 Ten
Elliot took Olivia's hand and led her into his apartment silently. "Do you want a drink before payback time?"
She smiled nervously and nodded. "Yes please."
He brought out two beers to the couch and handed hers to her. "Drink up."
"Thanks." She said taking a few quick swigs. They sat there in silence while they drank.
"So those fortunes were kind of weird, huh?" He asked her.
They were pretty accurate. She thought to herself, but she just shrugged in answer to his question. "So have you seen the kids lately?" She asked even though talking was the last thing she had on her mind.
Why are we talking? He thought but he just said, "No, not too recently."
"Oh." Was all she said as she finished her beer. She looked at him in his tee shirt that showed off his rippling muscles and his tight jeans that showed off his other attributes. She unconsciously licked her lips at the sight of him and his scent which overwhelmed her from his jacket that she was still wrapped up in.
He couldn't take it anymore when he saw her tongue run across her lips. He reached over and slid his right hand into her hair and grasped her hip pulling her into his lap with his opposite hand. Within the moment their lips were completely attached to one another. The kiss grew more passionate as Elliot pulled the jacket off of Olivia and pushed her back against the couch to position himself on top of her. He felt his jeans getting tighter as he grinded against her. He moved his kisses down her chin and onto her neck.
"Mmm…Elliot." She moaned his name as he pushed his hand inside of her shirt exploring the flesh underneath. She suddenly pushed him off.
He was taken aback from her rejection and he scooted to the other end of the couch looking away from Olivia and catching his breath.
She realized the way he taken her pushing him off and she knew she had to do something to remedy it. She straddled his lap and grasped the sides of his head forcing him to look her in the eyes. "Look at me El." She moaned into his ear.
He reluctantly complied as her brown eyes met his. He smiled as her lips softly caressed his.
"Are you ready for me to thank you properly?" She asked seductively grinding herself against him.
He groaned as his jeans grew even tighter as he grasped her hips again. "That was kind of what I had in mind." He said gesturing towards their former position with a sly smile.
She kissed him again softly teasing him then with her face two inches from his she spent a moment just admiring his beautiful, strong face. He is a great man, but he's also so amazing looking, his bone structure is perfect, those god damned eyes kill me, that dark hair, and that beautiful mouth… She was in complete disbelief about this moment even though she dreamed about having her partner between her thighs for years; she'd never thought it would be this amazing. She could feel the friction mounting between their jeans but she felt that she could still hold out and give him a bit of a show. "I think we can do better." She said standing up from his lap and walking across the room to the CD player he had set up and looked through his CDs casually.
He was shocked at her nonchalant behavior. "This isn't better." He protested, "Trust me having you on my lap is MUCH better."
"You need to learn a little patience, Stabler." She laughed, "I'll be back over there in a minute." she said as she found the perfect song. She started the CD player and actually found herself giggling as the slow melodic piano music of Death Cab for Cutie's "Transatlanticsism" filled the room. She turned to face him and sauntered over unbuttoning the fly on her pants with the tune if the music.
He couldn't help but be a little bit blown away by her. He felt it every day working with in some way or another. She is exquisite, so intense, and she's always topping herself. He just shook his head as his tight lips grew into a wide, toothy smile. "Olivia." He sighed out her name as if it were actually meant as a prayer.
Her smile turned more serious when she saw his. She revealed a little pair of dark red underwear as she folded her pants off of her body. She stood there before him in her black cotton tank and her dark cotton thong and she shrugged her shoulders as the lyrics began.
The Atlantic was born today, and I'll tell you how
The clouds above opened up and let it out
I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
when the water filled every hole
He listened to the lyrics trying to place the song and he figured it was just something that Maureen had left there. But the music made for a nice background for the main show. He smiled as Olivia swiveled a tremor through her body standing close in front of him.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean
making islands where no islands should go (oh no...)
He smiled and licked his lips as she straddled his lap again. She grinded her barely covered center against his jean-clad crotch. He moaned and brought his hands up to rest on her hips. She playfully slapped them off, "No touching Mr. Stabler." She said with a smirk shaking her finger in his face.
Most people were overjoyed; they took to their boats
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your
He groaned and shook his head as she continued to squirm on his lap. "Liv… what is the point of a private at home dance if I can't touch you?"
door have been silenced forevermore
And the distance is quite simply much to far for me to row;
it seems farther than ever before (oh no...)
She smiled as she leaned forward and rubbed her breasts up his body to right below his chin. Then she snaked a hand in between them and raked her nails across the bulge in his tight jeans. "You seem to be enjoying yourself Elliot." She said in a husky voice.
I need you so much closer...
He took the opportunity of having her breasts so close to him and dipped his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth through her tank top. She arched her back leaning into him and he took the opportunity to pull down the straps of her tank top with one hand while the other hand braced her against him.
I need you so much closer...
She moaned at his hot wet mouth suckling her. She gripped the back of his head ecstatic at their closeness. "mmmmm….. El….ELLIOT!" She shrieked as she felt his teeth dig into her eliciting a load moan. She pulled his head up to meet hers in a passionate kiss.
I need you so much closer...
She continued to ride his lap as their kiss deepened obviously both of them had given up on the actual dance and now they were engaged in a different type of dance. She pushed him down on the couch so he was lying down and she was straddling him.
I need you so much closer...
She parted their lips long enough to peel off his shirt so that they could experience skin on skin contact. The electricity between them was causing a fire in both of their bodies that was insatiable. Their lips found each others again and they both began to fumble with Elliot's belt.
I need you so much closer...
The Music was so loud that neither of them heard the key turn in the door but they heard Maureen, "Dad when you start listening to Death Cab? OH MY GOD!" The young woman shrieked.
Olivia froze for a split second then jumped off of her partner and retreated into his nearby bedroom hoping in vain that his daughter hadn't seen too much. She shut the door and went to his closet to find something to cover herself.
Elliot blushed as he uncomfortably stood from the couch found his shirt and turned off the CD player. He put his shirt back on and turned back to his daughter.
"I knew it!" Maureen said with a very surprising wide smile. "Wait until I tell Kathleen." She laughed freely.
Her father stood there slightly in shock, "Tell her what? This isn't what it looks like."
"That wasn't Olivia?" Maureen asked skeptically.
Elliot blushed again, "Yes it was, but what you saw wasn't what it looked like."
Maureen raised an eyebrow. "You two weren't about to have sex on the couch?"
He rolled his eyes, "We were just kissing."
"That's not what it looked like to me. If you caught me 'just kissing' a guy like that I have a feeling he would be deprived of his manhood." Maureen laughed.
"You aren't having sex are you Maureen?" Elliot questioned slipping into cop mode.
"This isn't about me dad." She laughed again, "How long have you two been dating?"
Elliot knew the real answer to this question and he decided to be honest, "We're not dating."
Olivia's heart sank and her hand dropped from the doorknob where she was planning on exiting from the bedroom. She knew it was true but she didn't like hearing him deny her like that.
"Dad…" She shook her head, "You don't have to lie, it's okay if it was going on before the separation. I always thought you and mom never really clicked and you and Olivia are perfect for each other. Do you have any idea how much your face lights up when someone even says her name, it's kind of a dead giveaway. Plus she's great you could do a lot worse and I'm sure she could do better."
Olivia felt tears burn the back of her eyes at the sweet words from her partner's daughter.
She's really perceptive for her age. To bad I'm not lying. Elliot sighed. "We really aren't dating, we kind of just realized that there was something between us while we were working on our latest case and we haven't discussed the terms of our relationship yet. So if you could keep this between us for now it'd be great."
Olivia moved form the door to the bed at the point. She wrapped the extra material from to oversized t-shirt she'd decided on around her to keep herself warm.
Maureen was very sad for her father and his partner at that moment but she understood them. "Okay, will you please try not to wait to long on getting the specifics out there though?" She asked.
"Yes Ma'am." Elliot said with a warm smile to his daughter.
"Well I was just coming by to say hi and since I've now ruined your evening, I'll call you this weekend." Maureen said heading for the door. "And please tell Olivia I'm sorry okay?"
"Sure." Elliot said going over to lock the door behind his daughter. Then he tentatively opened his bedroom door to reveal a beautiful brunette in his old Poison t-shirt sitting at the end of his bed. He walked over to her and kissed her forehead. Then he stared into her shining eyes, "Let's go to sleep so that we can be well rested tomorrow, close this case, and move on, okay?" He said putting an emphasis on moving on.
She nodded not trusting her own voice in this intimate moment. She got underneath the covers and watched him undress out of the corner of her eye.
He stripped down to his boxers and pulled on sweatpants then slide into bed next to her. He turned away from her to face the outside rim of the bed not wanting to bother her. He was pleasantly surprised when he felt her arms wrap around his waist and pull him close. Her t-shirt clad breasts pressed into his bare back and her soft lips pressed a soft kiss to the back of his shoulder.
"Goodnight Elliot." She whispered into the back of his neck. I love you. She thought to proclamation deciding it was not the right time to tell him.
"Goodnight Olivia." Elliot answered her bringing one of her hands to hold one of his. He smiled at their closeness and he knew his daughter was completely right. We can't wait much longer to be together officially and completely.
To be continued… Please review.
