A/N: Just a lot of smut I'm sorry.
The plane ride to Hawaii was 13 hours and worth every second. They splurged for first class, chatted about their kids and work, and even secretly made out a few times.
They landed in Hawaii later around 5pm and went straight to the resort they were staying at.
"Oh my god this is gorgeous," Liv said enthusiastically as she walked into their bungalow the boasted a hot tub and private beach.
"You think the kids will notice if we don't come back?" El asked, dropping their bags.
"They've called us 3 times today yeah, they'll notice," she laughed and he walked over to her, kissing her slowly.
She kissed him back and smiled. "See Katie's text? They were worried about becoming Stablers," she said with a small smile. "And don't say anything to them," she laughed, "we can't lose our spy!"
He laughed and nodded. "Never babe. Also, already emailed Langan for an appointment when we get back, he said grinning.
"Have I told you I love you?" She asked kissing him again.
"You look beautiful," he whispered and she grinned. She'd changed Into a flowery and flowing dress at the airport. Make up free and bra-less under the halter with a low cut back… shes was perfect.
And he was ready to devour her.
She blushed. "We get married tomorrow morning," she whispered against his lips and he beamed.
"Fuck yeah we do," he whispered, allowing his hands to drift down to cup her ass.
"You're gonna be my real, on paper husband," she laughed and he backed her up into the bed. She laid back, keeping her legs dangling off so he could kneel before her.
"We should practice for our honeymoon that starts tomorrow at 8am, he said as he disappeared under her dress, causing her to giggle.
They were getting married at sunrise on the top of a mountain and they both were beyond thrilled.
A moan escaped her lips when she felt his teeth on her thong, pushing it aside.
He let his tongue swipe her clit several times and her hips bucked. The increase of hormones had her ready at the slightest touch, so much so that they almost became exhibitionists on the damn plane.
He got her nice and worked up before coming out from under her dress and digging in his bag for something.
She was panting and looked up at him with a whine. "Baby…." She said starting to move her hands under her dress, desperate for release.
"Uh Uh…" he said, shaking his head and returning to his spot between her legs. She mewled at the soft kiss he placed to her clit, but his lips were soon replaced with cool rubber.
He put her thong back in place and emerged from her dress hitting the a button on a small remote in his hand.
She gasped at the vibrations against her clit and shot daggers at him with her eyes. He shut the toy off and smirked, placing the remote in his pocket.
"C'mon my love, our last dinner before you're officially my wife," he grinned devilishly and headed to the door.
In complete shock at his actions, she stood with wobbly legs and vowed to get him back for what she knew was going to be a hell of a night.
As the pair sat at dinner, chatting with one another, Liv finally asked. "When the hell did you have time to buy sex toys?"
He chuckled and reached across to hold her hand across the table. They were sat outside by the beach, secluded from other guests as the sun set. "We don't work at OC, remember," he teased and she began to laugh, but it turned into a moan when he switched on the vibrator.
Her grip on his hand tightened to a painful level and he smirked, turning the speed up a notch.
"El," she whimpered.
"Yes baby?" He could tell by how tightly she was gripping his hand that she was about to come.
"P-please don't st-stop…" she whispered and looked around before clicking up one notch higher.
She leaned back in her chair so back could arch like she needed it to. "You gonna cum baby?" He asked, scooting his chair closer.
"M-mhm…" she whispered and he gave her a sweet kiss before turning the vibrator off. He left her panting and whining, and he could see her arousal in her hard nipples through her dress.
Barely able to speak, she looked at him with pleading eyes, needing her release now more than ever before.
Their waiter returned soon after with their food and refills for their wine. Liv was squeezing her legs together, desperate for some type of release.
As the waiter chatted with them about their meal and dessert options, Elliot casually flipped the switch on again. His fiancées eyes went wide and she looked over at him, trying to play it off.
She took a sip of wine, panting a little quicker but as discretely as possible. Once the waiter walked away, he shut the toy off again and she slumped back in her seat.
"I hate you," she mumbled pathetically and he laughed. "No, you don't," he said turning it back on, this time at a lower speed.
He moved his chair a bit closer and pulled her into him. To a passerby, it would see as tho they were having a romantic conversation or sharing an intimate hug.
She leaned forward to wrap her arms around his neck, and he let one slide around her waist before turning the speed on the toy up to the highest setting.
Biting down on his shoulder she shattered in his arms, soaking her panties and dress. "I love and hate you so much right now," she whispered and he laughed into her ear.
Once she relaxed, she pulled back and looked deep into his blue eyes. "You're insane if you think there won't be payback."
"I have a week alone with you, Livia… no kids… on a beach in Hawaii… you're insane if you think I'm letting us put on clothes at all," he said and she giggled.
They ate their dinner and had a little too much wine, before walking back to their bungalow. He's resumed his slow torture of her periodically as they walked, and when they finally got back to the room he remained in the doorway.
She raised a brow at him and he chuckled, nodding at his carryon that lay next to the bed. "Hand me that?"
He turned her vibrator on again to the highest speed as she started to walk towards the bed, and the intensity on her overstimulated clit proved to be too much for her legs to handle.
Falling back on the bed, she writhed and moaned, but he was able to slip her dress up all the way. She watched him as he shut the vibrator off again, leaving her breathing fast and heavy, and began unbuttoning his shirt and tossed it to the side.
She knew what he was doing and took quick breaths, shaking her head. "B-baby no I'm g-gonna make a mess," she moaned and he turned the vibrator on again.
"I'm counting on it," he said huskily, and knelt at the end of the bed. Spreading her legs wide, he used his fingers to pull her swollen and dripping lips apart.
Beard scraping, he ripped her thong in half and expertly switched switched out the vibrator for his tongue, not missing a beat.
His fingers were inside her before she could even tell what was happening, and he expertly curled them towards himself, roughly stimulating her g-spot.
"B-baby I-..." she trailed off as her body tensed and a familiar feeling took over her.
She cried out above him as she came, several powerful squirts accompanying it. Her hot ejaculate landed in his beard and on his chest and the bed. He stood, proud of himself and and not bothering to wipe clean.
Undoing his pants, he let his painful erection spring free. He gripped the middle of his thick member and directed to to her still swollen clit, hitting it softly with the head of his cock.
Pushing into her, they both groaned and he thrust quickly. She was sprawled beneath him, flushed with her arousal and exhausted from two, about to be three, orgasms, and yet still reveling in the feeling of pleasure he was providing her.
She rolled her head forward, forcing her eyes open and he sped up, allowing his own groans to spill out from deep within his chest.
When he felt her clench, he slammed into her to his hilt and stayed their, quickly rubbing her swollen clit with two of his fingers.
Her back arched high off the bed and she cried out his name, milking the hard length inside of her for every last drop.
When he was finally able to break free, he adjusted himself and took a note from his bag, setting it beside her and leaning to kiss her slowly. She was physically unable to move- completely spent and euphoric.
"I got a room for tonight. Figured we'd keep some tradition," he smiled against her pouted lips and nodded to the letter. "This letter is way better than my last one."
She breathed out an exhausted chuckle and gave her one last kiss. "I've got the rings. I'll see you at the alter?" He asked and a tear escaped her eyes as she kissed him and nodded.
"I love you Olivia," he said and she smiled.
"I love you Elliot."