Two weeks passed in a blur. And as often as they could, his "lessons" continued. And the further they got into this, the harder he knew it was going to be when she ultimately pushed him away. Sitting at his desk, he was supposed to be finishing up some paperwork but his mind was spinning. She was across from him, bending over her desk, he could see down her shirt. Some young kid was practically drooling over her as she tried to show him how to log something on the computer.

"So…see? It's easy." She said looking at him, "Did you get all that?"

Elliot was chewing hard on his pen and he snorted, she looked back at him, giving him a confused look. She turned back to the kid and saw that he was just staring blankly at her, "Matt? Did you get that?"

His mouth dropped open and he shifted "Uh…oh. Yeah. I got it."

She smiled and stood up straight, "Great. Then you can do it on your own next time. Okay?"

The kid still just stood there and Elliot had had enough, "I think that's your cue to leave sport."

Olivia glared at her partner again, "Detective…"

He raised an eyebrow at her and looked back at the young man, "Buh bye now Matty."

Quickly, he grabbed his files and all but ran to his desk at the far end of the squad room. Olivia huffed and slammed her laptop shut, "I think he just peed his pants El. You scared the hell out of him."

He shrugged and sat down on the edge of his desk and shrugged, holding his hands out innocently, "Kids gotta toughen up then or he ain't gonna cut it. If I scare him…he'll die out there."

"Don't say that." She said with a laugh as she rummaged through her desk.

He smiled and ducked his head down, "Sorry. I didn't mean it like that."

She sighed and reached for her coat and phone, "I know."

He sat up a little straighter and frowned, "Where are you going?"

She smirked and pulled the coat on over her arms, "Unlike you…I was a good girl and got my work done on time which means I can leave this hell hole at a decent hour."

He leaned forward and smiled, dropping his voice down an octave, "You weren't a good girl last night when I took you against the fridge in my apartment…"

She laughed and stepped back, "Careful Stabler…you're in dangerous territory here."

He bit down hard on his lip, "Maybe I like living on the edge…"

She sighed and shook her head stepping back, "I truly have corrupted you choir boy." Rolling her eyes she stepped back, "Too bad you have work to finish." Winking, she said, "See ya tomorrow Stabler."

He glanced at the clock and huffed before walking after her, "Wait…can I-"

"No. You can't." She said turning towards him as she pressed the button for the elevator, "I'm going to the gym and then I'm going home, doing laundry and cleaning my apartment. All the things I've been neglecting lately."

He leaned against the wall and shrugged, "You don't need clothes. And I don't give a shit about how clean your apartment is."

"But I do." She said with a laugh and looked back at him, "And I don't think my corset and thong would be appropriate attire for court tomorrow afternoon Stabler. Judge Donneley might severely frown on that."

"But I wouldn't." He said with a glint in his eyes, "Let me come over."

She sighed and stepped into the elevator, "Go finish your work. And go home and sleep..lord knows you haven't been doing that lately. Besides…you have your kids tomorrow. Can't have you limping like an old man cuz I broke you in half when Dickie wants to play soccer."

He opened his mouth, leaning against the wall, "I actually fucking hate you. Did you know that?"

She laughed and raised her hand, wiggling her fingers, "No you don't. Goodnight."

When the doors shut he hung his head and he sighed, "No…I don't." He lifted his head and ran his hand over his cheek, "I love you…but God knows I can't say that to your face."

"Stabler!" Cragen barked from behind him, making him jump. Elliot turned slowly and saw his boss glaring at him, "Stop flirting with your partner and get this damn paperwork done before I kick your ass."

He muttered under his breath, "Don't worry…my partner already did that."


At the gym, Olivia felt like she was in her element. It had been awhile since she'd had a proper workout. Elliot would say they'd done plenty of cardio, but this was different. As she ran on the treadmill and listened to her music, her body ached. She tried not to think about him, but lately it seemed like it was all she could think about. His hands, his mouth, his cock, that smug little look he'd give her when he made her unravel.

The machine started to slow down as she finished her three miles and her hands reached out to hold onto the bars for support as she tried to cool down. Sweat trickled down her back and she lifted her tank top, wiping at her brow. Her eyes were closed and she suddenly remembered a few nights ago in his apartment. She dropped her hand and leaned forward, breathing heavy as she remembered.


He was under her, as she rode him, her back to him. Her hands resting on his thighs as she rocked her hips against him. His hands were on her hips, as he helped her move. This was a new position for him and he wasn't sure what he would think. He liked being able to see her, but watching her ride him, her ass bouncing on top of him, was something he would like to commit to memory.

Tossing her head over her shoulder she smiled, "You alive back there?"

He grunted and fisted the left side of her ass, "Barely. Keep going."

She sighed and threw her head back and moaned loudly, "Yes, sir."

He growled and dug his fingers harder into ass, "Please dear God tell me you're close."

She rocked forward, feeling his shaft slide across her clit, "Almost…fuck…"

He grimaced and lifted his hips catching her off guard as he filled her completely, "Come on Liv…"

A bead of sweat trailed down her spine and she could feel it, "Elliot…"

His hand reached up and he followed it with his finger, making her shiver, "Come now."

For some reason, his fingers on her back were undoing. Something so intimate, so sensual and she leaned forward, her body shaking, her pussy shuddering around him making him come just as hard, "Fuck."

He rocked her hips against him slowly as she came down from her own high and he his own. She was breathing hard and he sat up slowly, kissing her back where his fingers had just been and God it made her heart ache. "I like that one." He whispered in her ear, "You have the best ass. And that was a damn good show."

She laughed and put her hands over his as he wrapped his arms around her, "I work hard for that ass."

He laughed and bit down on her neck making her gasp, "Oh, I know. And I appreciate the hell out of it. Always have."

She felt his hands moving again, sliding up around her hips and up her back, massaging gently, "El…"

He sighed and moved his lips along her shoulders, "Yeah?"

She wanted to curl into him, let him hold her, allow him to go slow. But she couldn't. That wasn't what this was. That wasn't how she operated. It couldn't be. So she tensed and looked at him out of the corner of her eye, "I need to…"

He sighed and pressed his forehead between her shoulder blades, "Yeah…"

As soon as she moved off of him, she had to bite back the whimper as he slipped out of her. He groaned and lay back as she climbed off the bed, pulling the sheet with her. She knew he was disappointed but God she couldn't help herself. Standing in the bathroom, she did what she needed to do, splashed water on her face and took a few steadying breaths. When she walked back into the bedroom, she couldn't look at him. Because the more they'd done this, the more he'd tried to make her stay longer.

This time though, he didn't even try and fight her. And somehow, that hurt her more. Reaching down, she picked up her shirt bra and slipped it on, "Remember we have that meeting tomorrow morning with the Chief."

His jaw clicked as he sat up against the headboard, "Yeah. I know. At 9."

Slipping her slacks on she looked around for her shirt, "Fin said he'd grab us coffee on his way in. At that new place near him."

Elliot nodded and pointed towards the corner of the room, "Great. And your shirts over there."

"Oh. Thanks." She walked towards, it, watching him carefully as she pulled her shirt over her head, "I owe you for the pizza-"

He held his hand up, "No. You don't." She stood there awkwardly and he laughed "Don't worry. Don't think of it like me buying you dinner first…you can grab it next time."

She knew he was trying to joke, but she heard the hurt in his voice, "Okay. Good."

"Yeah. Good." He cleared his throat and leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees, "Text me when you get home?""Yeah." She pulled her hair up into a ponytail and slipped her phone into her pocket and walked closer to him, "Well…in case I haven't told you…you're a hell of a student."

He smiled sheepishly and nodded, "You're a hell of a teacher."

Standing in front of him, she did something she never let herself do before she left. She leaned in, and kissed him softly, "There's a reason we're the best team in the Unit then."

His face looked soft, almost sad and he didn't try to hide it, "Yeah. We are a good team Liv. A great fucking team."

She knew he wasn't talking about work anymore but she slid her hand down his cheek and nodded, "Then we better make sure nothing ruins that at work, right?"

He nodded slowly, his eyes boring into hers, "Right."

For a moment, she wished he'd say something. Something more. Some indication that he didn't just want sex. And yet, at the same time she didn't. Because it would scare the hell out of her. She swallowed hard, leaned in and kissed him once more, surprising them both, "Thanks for the orgasm."

He smirked and saluted, "That's what I'm here for."

She smiled and let her hand trial along his chest as she walked away. Because if she didn't walk away now, she'd crawl into bed with him and never leave.


She was still bent over the edge of the treadmill, breathing in and out. Her legs ached and she knew it wasn't from the run. It was him. She was so lost in her thoughts she didn't notice that someone was standing beside her,

"You okay Olivia?" Her head snapped up and she saw an acquaintance from the gym, "Do you need water?"

She sighed and pressed a hand into her chest, "Garret. Hi. No…no I'm good."

He walked closer and reached for the treadmill, "Long day?"

He was a paramedic and she knew he understood, "Something like that…"

She wiped at her brow again and stepped down from the treadmill, "Always another prick out there, huh?"

She laughed and reached for her water bottle, "Everytime I catch one. Another ten crop up."

He sighed and leaned against the machine, "I don't know how you do it…"

"And I don't know how you do what you do." She said with a smile, "But I guess the world needs us to clean up all the damn messes."

"I guess so." He looked her up and down and her cheeks flushed, "Haven't seen you around in a while…thought you joined another gym or something."

She shook her head and took another swig of her water, "No…just been super busy at work. Using the gym there…"

He nodded, "Understandable." He smiled and moved closer, "Well, I'm glad you found time today. I was happy to see you when I walked in."

Her heart started pounding faster. It wasn't uncommon for her to be hit on. And usually, it was flattering. Not always, but usually. But today, for some reason she felt something different. She felt…confused. "Well…hi."

He moved closer to her again and she knew what was coming next, "You busy tonight? We could grab some dinner…maybe-"

"I'm seeing someone." The words came out of her mouth before she knew what she was doing and she stumbled back. "I…"

He stepped back and nodded slowly, "Oh. Shit. No…I'm sorry. I didn't know." He saw her step back, "This new?"

She cleared her throat and said, "No." Grimaced again, "I mean yes…yes. It's…yes?"

He frowned and smiled, "Well…he's a lucky guy. Whoever he is. Hope he knows that…"

She sucked in her bottom lip as she saw him walking away, "Garrett…" He turned back to her, "I'm sorry."

He smiled and shook his head, "Don't be. I shoulda plucked up the courage sooner…See ya around Olivia."

She stood there, completely lost as she watched him walk away, he was attractive. Kind. Funny. All the things she should go for. And she was single. They'd agreed to see other people. So why the fuck had she just said she was dating someone?

Taking a deep breath she walked towards the locker room and quickly grabbed her bag. She had to get the hell out of here. What had she done? A perfectly good looking man had asked her out and she'd told him she was seeing someone. She wasn't seeing Elliot. She was fucking Elliot. There was a difference.

A BIG DIFFERENCE.

It was a short walk to her apartment and she needed the fresh air to clear her damn head. She took deep breaths as she walked, but every thought she had was of him. Her phone pinged in her bag and she didn't need to look at it to know it was Elliot. Checking in. He always checked in. Even before they'd started whatever this was. He checked in. He called. He showed up when no one else did. Hell she'd gotten back from Oregon to a thousand voice mails from him.

Climbing the stairs to her apartment she thought back to all the times he'd taken care of her before. All the times he'd been the only one to stand beside her when everything was crumbling around. All the times she knew that if she called him, even when he was with Kathy, if she called him and said she needed him, he'd be there.

He'd always been there.

And somehow, she knew he always would be.

Walking into the apartment, she looked around and all she saw were places they'd been together in the last two weeks. As if she didn't think about him enough before, now he was burned in her brain, her apartment, and on her body.

She hated that she was turned on just thinking about him. Hated that she wished he was here to drag her to bed. She climbed in the shower, but all she could think of was the number of times they'd done it in here. Especially that first time when he'd showed her a different side of him. The way she'd been almost cruel but he stayed, and he took her, hard, made her forget.

And she'd kicked him out.

She found herself touching her clit, she ached all over but somehow she knew it wasn't gonna cut it. At least not without a little help. Growling, she turned off the shower, walked into her bedroom and started pacing. She hadn't had this much sex in years, if ever. She was so far down the rabbit hole there was no getting out of this without losing herself and losing him, his friendship, their partnership.

Why had she agreed to this?

You know why.

That annoying voice in the back of her mind said.

You know damn well why.

"Shut up." She growled and then laughed, "Oh God you're losing it Benson…you're losing it."

Climbing up onto the bed, she tossed the towel aside and lay back. Her hand roaming up and down her body, her legs opening widely. But she needed him. She wouldn't ask him to come over, and she wasn't going there. But she needed to get off tonight otherwise she wasn't gonna sleep. So what the hell was she gonna do? And then she knew…

A lesson.

Another lesson that she knew would shock him. The perfect out. A way for them to both feel satisfied and a way to keep him out of her bed so she didn't cave. Rolling over, she grabbed her phone on the nightstand and dialed his number and waited.

He answered after only two rings, "Hello?"

"What are you wearing?" She asked with a devilish smile.

She heard a crashing sound and then a quick, "What?"

"What are you wearing?" She asked with a little laugh, "Right now. What are you wearing?"

He growled and looked down at himself, "A t-shirt and boxers. Why?"

"Because I'm in my bed…completely naked. And I just took a shower and right now…I need you to help me get off so I can go to sleep." She said quickly.

"Okay so you want me to come over?" He asked trying to keep up, "Um…I can be there in-"

"No." She knew it sounded harsher than she'd meant, "No I don't want you to come over."

Standing in his kitchen, he tossed down a towel and frowned, "Then what the hell do you-"

"You up for another lesson tonight Stabler?" She asked with a smile, "It might be a little challenging for you at first…but I know you can do this."

"You're talking phone sex?" He asked and he heard her laugh, "You want to have phone sex?"

"I do." She said rolling onto her back, her hands sliding up and down her torso, "Do you?"

She could hear him muttering something under his breath but it wasn't easy to make out, "Phone sex…"

She pressed her heels into the mattress below her and moved her hand lower, "Uh huh. Ever done it before?" He grunted and she laughed, 'Okay. So no."

He found himself walking towards his bedroom, "No. Of course not."

"Of course not." She said with an eye roll, "I've only done it a few times but it can be fun."

"I-" He paused and sat down on the edge of his bed, "Why do we need to have phone sex if I could just easily come over?"

"Because…" What she said next she knew was probably gonna irritate him but she had to set her boundaries again, "We have the kinds of jobs where you work late. So when you find a woman-" He huffed and she continued talking, "She may be in need when you're at work…and you can slip off to the cribs or somewhere and help her out. It's what she deserves."

He lay back on the bed, covering his face with his hand, "Liv…"

"Come on…" Her heart was pounding and she didn't know if this was going to push him too far but she was desperate and maybe this would make things less intense, probably not but she had to try, "Tell me what you want to do to me."

He cleared his throat and hated himself for already getting hard when he heard her voice, "Are you seriously naked right now?"

"Yeah." She said with a giggle, "Do you want me to send you a picture as proof?"

"What!? No!" He fisted the sheet behind him, "Liv…what the hell has gotten into you?"

She shifted on the bed nervously, "In a second my fingers hopefully…"

"I-" He gasped and didn't even realize his hands were moving down to his waist, "Jesus you are gonna kill me."

She laughed again and slowly began to tease herself with the tip of her finger, "Why do you always assume I want to kill you? If I wanted to do that, I'd have shot you years ago."

He groaned again and envisioned her lying on her bed naked, "Tell me what you're doing…"

The smile on her face grew and she knew she had him. When he said it, his voice was low and deep and she was so turned on at this point there was no turning back. "Well…I'm lying here on my bed. Naked."

He laughed and found himself stroking his cock between his boxers, "We covered that…yes…"

"Again, I can take a picture if you want proof." She said with a sigh, pressing her finger against her clit, "But you seem against that."

He growled, "Because I don't want that picture ending up somewhere it doesn't need to be."

Because he cares.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, she pushed those thoughts aside, "Okay…fine. No picture. But…I'm lying here naked. My skin is still a little wet and warm from the shower."

He closed his eyes tightly and sighed, slipping his hand under the waistband of his boxers, "We're doing this huh?"

She held her legs open wider and sighed, "Sounds like it. So I'll continue…so I'm lying here. On my back. On the phone with you…and my hand…" She heard him inhale sharply, "My right hand is between my legs…my finger is…" She moaned softly, "It's…it's…"

"It's what Liv." He growled, tugging hard on his cock, "It's what."

She sighed and pressed her head back into the mattress, "Circling my clit…but…but I want…"

Tucking his phone under his ear and shoulder he reached beside him, in desperate need for a little help. Thank God Liv had brought lube over the other night and left it here he thought. "What do you want, Liv?"

She bit down hard on her lip and slowly began to ease it inside of her pussy, "I want…inside…I want them inside of me."

He hissed and wrapped his hand around himself, slowly stroking up and down, "Fuck Liv."

"But, I wish it was your fingers." She sighed, "I don't know if you know this…but your hands Elliot Stabler…they are a work of fucking art."

He laughed and stroked himself harder, "What?"

She giggled softly and started slowly fucking herself with her finger, "Your hands…your fingers…El they distract the hell out of me at work."

He looked down at his hand stroking his cock, "They…they do?"

She pressed a button on her phone to put it on speaker and placed it beside her, moving her second hand lower. She stroked her clit softly, "God yes. They are one of the first things I noticed about you. Thick…" Her mouth hung open as she rocked her hips up, "So thick…"

The thought of her being attracted to him, any part of him was maddening. "What else do you find attractive about me?"

She laughed and moved her fingers deeper, "Hm…you want a list?"

His hand rolled over the tip of him and he smirked, "If you have one sure…I'll give you mine after."

She knew this was dangerous, letting him know that she found him attractive. Then again, it was probably too late to try and deny it. They'd been fucking like rabits for weeks now and it was clear she was attracted, "Well…your hands . Noticed those first when you shook my hand…how strong you were." He grunted, "And as much as I hate to say it…your smile. That cocky grin of yours is a turn on."

He laughed and stroked faster, "You always look so pissed when I smile like that….now I know why. You're getting all hot and bothered huh?"

"Shut up." She hissed, "At least now I know you have a reason to be cocky."

He smiled proudly and growled, "You did tell me I had been holding out on you…you weren't disappointed?"

She took a breath and reached out towards her bedside table needing a little assistance, "Fuck no El. Not disappointed at all."

He thought he heard an unfamiliar noise but he was too focussed to ask, "You like my cock Liv? You like when I fuck you with it?"

"Ohhhh Stabler's here to play now." She smiled triumphantly, rolling her vibrator over her clit, "Yes Elliot. I love your cock. And when you fuck me with it…it feels so good."

His hand pumped faster and he tried to breathe, "Liv you have no idea how good it feels to be inside of you…"

"Say it." She hissed, "Say where you love putting your cock Elliot."

He had never been one to say the word, mostly because Kathy hated it but God help him he couldn't hold back right now, "Liv, I love burying my cock in your tight pussy. I love fucking you."

She slipped a second finger inside of her crying out as her vibrator pressed against her clit, "Fuck El…"

"And I love when you take me in your mouth." He grunted, "Your fucking mouth Liv…that's one thing I noticed right away. Your lips…God you're sexy."

In the back of her mind she wanted to remind him about not complimenting her but right now she coudln't fucking stop this, "More…tell me more Elliot…please…"

"And your eyes. I was so mesmerized by them when I met you. Still am. But now…when you go down on me and you look at me with those eyes…Liv you could pretty much get me to do anything you wanted when you do that." He said with a little nervous laugh as he pumped his cock up and down, wishing she was here.

"I know you like it when I look at you." She sighed and pushed her fingers in deeper, "El…I'm so close."

He bit down on his lip, "You remember today when that prick was drooling all over you? That smart ass kid Matty?"

She whimpered and applied more pressure to her clit, "Why the fuck are we talking about Matty?"

"Because he was looking at you the way I look at you." He grunted, 'And I wanted to bend you over that desk today and fuck you so he knew…so he knew Liv."

She took a deep breath and rocked her hips forward, "Elliot…"

"Whose cock do you want Liv? Huh? Who do you want to fuck you right now?" He hissed, feeling that jealousy rage in him again. "You want that kid? Or do you want me?"

She felt it building and she wanted to hate him for this possessive side, she wasn't his. And he wasn't hers but God she wanted him, she always would, "Mmmm…"

He growled loudly and pumped furiously before asking, "Who do you want Olivia? Tell me right now."

"Shit!" Her head fell back and she slammed her fingers inside of her making her orgasm explode within her and she panted loudly, "You! You Elliot. You."

Her voice, her words, her declaration of wanting him sent him over the edge and he sat up, his body shaking as his own release tore through him. He tried to breathe, shocked by how hard he was coming, just from a fucking phone call. This wasn't normal. None of this was normal. He thought. He had dropped his phone and he sat there, trying to breathe but after a moment he heard her voice, "El?"

He lay back again, trying to catch his breath as he reached for his phone, "H-hi. Sorry. Here. I'm here…"

Her body trembled, her hand trailing up and down her body, and somehow she was more turned on than she was when this started, "El…"

He grunted again and didn't think he could move, "Phone sex…"

She smiled sheepishly and nodded even if he couldn't see her, "Phone sex…not so bad, huh?"

Taking a shaky breath he laughed, "I can't believe we just did that…"

She laughed and rolled onto her side and curled up around her pillow wishing it was him. Turning off her vibrator she sighed, "Oh come on now El…we've done a hell of a lot in the last few weeks. A little phone sex is gonna be the thing that scares you away?"

He pressed a hand to his chest and his voice changed, because he wanted her to hear him, really hear him, "No Liv. It's not gonna scare me away. Nothing could scare me away…"

And yet…it could sure as hell scare her. Which is exactly what his words did. She closed her eyes tightly and whispered, "It's uh…it's getting late. And I think…I think I can sleep now so. See you tomorrow?"

He frowned and whispered, "I'm taking the kids in the morning to brunch because they have the day off…but I'll probably be in later. They all have plans with their friends after. I'll see you after court?"

"Right. Yeah. I forgot. Sorry." She rolled onto her back again and reached for a blanket, "Have a great time! Tell them all I said hi."

"You don't have to be at court until 1:30 you said. Cragen said it was okay if you didn't go in…you could-" He knew what her answer was gonna be.

"I told Casey I would meet with her and go over a few things. Besides…that's your time with the kids." She closed her eyes tight and smiled, "Have a great night El. Congratulations on passing another test with flying colors."

His heart jumped in his chest and he sighed, "Again…I've got a great teacher." He paused and then whispered, "Night Liv."

"Night El." She said quickly, and then hung up before she could crack and ask him to come over.

Grabbing another pillow, she places it over her head and groaned wishing to God it didn't all have to be so fucking complicated.


Elliot tossed and turned for a few hours trying to keep his brain in check. But all he thought of was her. What they'd done. What he wanted. What she'd said. And somewhere around three in the morning, he sat up and thought of something. That sound he'd heard, and then he knew. He reached for his phone without even thinking about it and called her.

She sounded confused, disoriented as she answered the phone, "El?"

"Were you using your…did you…was it just your hands?" He asked quickly.

Olivia's heart started racing and she tried to breathe, "What?"

He sat up slowly and asked again, "When we were on the phone…were you using just your hands?"

Her breath caught in her throat and she gasped, "Uh…no?"

"You were using…" His cock twitched again, "A…"

"A vibrator." She said with a laugh, "You're a grown man Elliot. You can say it. A vibrator. Every girl's best friend."

"I'm coming over." He growled and threw the phone down without second guessing it.

She sat there on her bed, trying to process what was happening. She'd fallen asleep after their phone call because she was so tired and her body was physically spent. She was still naked on her bed and her vibrator was lying on the mattress next to her, "Shit."

And then she scrambled off the bed trying to figure out what the hell to do next. And more than that…why was she turned on again? Pulling on a t-shirt because she couldn't seem to think of anything else to do. Her mind was reeling and then she heard him pounding on the door. His apartment wasn't far from hers but quite frankly she'd lost track of time. Jumping, she looked over at the door and thought, should I even answer it?

"Liv…I swear to God…open the fucking door or I'm breaking it down." He growled.

She huffed and ran forward, whipping the door open, "Are you trying to wake up my nei-"

But he didn't let her finish, he was kissing her. Hard. And she was melting into him, he kicked the door shut behind him and walked her back towards the couch, "God I want you."

She whimpered and stumbled backwards, "El…"

He pulled his shirt up and over his body, "Show me."

She gasped and fell back on the couch, staring up at him, "What?"

He smiled and pushed his sweatpants down, "Show me your toys…I want to see them. I want to know. I want to learn."

Swallowing hard, she felt her arousal building and she squirmed on the couch, "You-you do?"

Elliot nodded, standing in front of her completely naked, "Yes."

She fidgeted slightly and then gasped when her bare pussy rubbed against the couch, "Shit."

He smiled knowing she was just as turned on as he was, "Liv…show me."

She swallowed hard, "Okay…" Standing up slowly, she pointed to the couch, "Sit." He stared at her and she smiled, "I'm in charge…remember?" He didn't move, just stood there breathing hard, "Do you trust me?"

"With my life." He said softly, moving closer to her.

She smiled and remembered one toy, a toy she'd never used before, "What about…with your cock?"

He smirked and sat down on the couch, "Oh hell yeah."

She pushed him down slowly and nodded, "Good."

He watched her go, and smiled as she pulled her shirt up over body and tossed it to the floor as she walked. Her hips swaying as she moved and that sexual power he brought out in her filled her body again. Walking into her room, she opened her drawer. Her eyes went to the vibrator she'd used before but she shook her head. Casey had given her a gift. A joke of a gift really when she'd gotten drunk one night and told her about Porter and his little problem.

Rummaging around in the drawer, she found it. Still in its box. Pulling it out she stared at it. "He's gonna kill me…" She laughed.

Walking into the bathroom, she took it out, cleaned it up, popped some batteries in and grabbed some lube. Walking back to the living room, she held it behind her back so he couldn't see it at first. He was sitting there, looking excited but a little nervous too. That made two of them, she thought. Standing in front of him, she watched his eyes roam her body. Taking a deep breath she whispered, "You're sure about this?"

He looked at her arms, she was hiding something and suddenly he started to worry that this was a bad idea. Just what was she going to try and do, "Yes…?"

She laughed and fidgeted softly, "You look scared again." He gulped, "Ever heard of a cock ring?"

His mouth hung open for a minute, "A cock ring?"

Pulling her arms out from behind her back, she held the item between them and wiggled it suggestively, "A cock ring."

He let out a shaky breath and nodded, "I've heard of it…never used one."

She smiled and cocked her head to the side, "What a coincidence, me neither."

He frowned and looked back up at her, "You've never used one? You have one but you've never used it?"

She shook her head, "So…don't get mad. But Casey gave it to me as a gift because I got drunk and told her how bad Porter was in bed. She thought it could help-"

He glared at her and shook his head, "Wait a second I-"

"But, I didn't use it on him." She said with a laugh, "Mostly because…I didn't want to. But also because…" She looked back at it, "This would have been waaaaaay too big on him."

Elliot started to laugh and then he ran a hand over his face, "Jesus…he was that small?"

"Doesn't matter." She said, shaking her head, "But…you said you wanted to try some toys. And if I'm being honest…I love vibrators. They get me off everytime. And I think…" Moving closer to him, she stood between his legs and smiled, "A vibrator and your cock?" She bit down hard on her lip and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "That actually might kill me."

His hands moved to her hips, "Liv…"

She pulled back, and kissed him softly, "So…are we trying this?"

He looked down at the toy in her hands and then at her eyes, those dark eyes that pulled him in. God she was intoxicating and could probably get him to do just about anything she wanted. This wasn't something he ever thought he'd be doing but he wanted it. He wanted it bad, he wanted her. "We're trying this."

Straddling his waist, she rocked against him, he was already hard as a rock and she was dripping but she wanted to kiss him. She loved kissing him. He was intense, and passionate and made her feel things with his mouth that no one ever had before. And he seemed to not mind. He rocked her against him, he could hear her arousal sliding across the length of him and he growled. He was never going to be able to touch another woman again that much was clear.

They sat there, playing with each other, building each other up, kissing, touching, exploring more and more. His hands gripped her ass hard, his fingers digging into her skin, "Liv…"

She smiled and lifted her hips, "I know." She looked at him, kissing him softly, "You're sure?"

Holding his breath he nodded, "Uh huh." She looked hesitant and he whispered, "You know I'd only do this with you…right?"

She smiled and leaned in to kiss him again, not closing her eyes, "And I'd only do it with you."

He watched her carefully as she sat back slightly, resting on his knees. He held her in place as she reached for the lube, stroking him softly with her delicate hands. He sighed and leaned into it. When she lifted the ring he held his breath and watched as she began to slide it over him, "You okay?" She asked softly.

Elliot nodded, "Uh huh. Keep going…"

She chewed on her lip, easing it down over the length of him until it settled at the base of him over his balls, "Still good?"

He cleared his throat and nodded, "Uh huh."

She rocked her hips a little, her pussy sliding against his leg, "Can…can I turn it on?

His fingers dug into her thighs and nodded, "Y-yeah." She waited though and he spoke more confidently, "Yes."

Licking her lips, she felt like she'd never been so turned on in her life. She was pretty sure she was going to come the second he entered her but she wasn't complaining. Slowly, she flipped the switch and watched as his mouth dropped open, clearly shocked by this new sensation, "El we don't have to-"

"No." He smiled and pulled her closer, "No it feels good…just…different. I wasn't sure but…damn."

Lifting her hips, she settled over him, "We're doing this…"

He laughed and settled his hands low on her back, pulling her down so the tip of him parted her lips, "Oh we're doing this."

He pulled her down hard and filled her, making her gasp, "Oh!"

He rubbed her back slowly, letting her adjust to the sensation, "Okay?"

She laughed and began to bounce on top of him, "Oh God yes…Jesus El…"

He groaned as he watched her, her breats bouncing as the vibrations coursed through the both of them, "Fucking hell…"

He leaned forward and wrapped his mouth around her left breast. Her head fell back as she slammed down on him, "Yes!"

Her hand gripped the back of his head, her fingers digging into his neck as he teased her nipple between her teeth, "Liv…God this is…"

"So." She panted hard, "Good." She cried out, shaking, "Oh God…I'm gonna…"

He growled when her body started trembling and her pussy clenched around him, "Jesus Olivia…already?"

She laughed through her orgasm and grabbed his face, "I told you the first night. Great sex is when you make a woman come again and again." She kissed him hard and whispered, "Make me come again Elliot…"

He sucked in a breath, grabbed her hips, her pussy still pulling him in and he lifted her up. She gasped when he slid her off of him and she whimpered softly, mourning the loss of him. He dropped her down on the couch and she bounced, laughing softly, but the laugh died on her lips when she heard his next words and the deep timbre of his voice, "Spread your legs."

She lay back adjusting herself on the edge of the couch, staring up at him, "Elliot…"

He bent low, one knee on the ground and he leaned down and licked her slowly making her shudder, "God this can't be normal…" He said with a laugh.

She laughed again and pushed her legs apart farther, "See? Sex is fun."

He huffed, grabbed his cock and positioned it at her entrance, rubbing the tip over her, her pussy still pulsing, "When it's with the right person. Hell yeah it can be." He glanced up at her, and saw the look on her face, the shock and he'd leave it there for now.

Slamming his hips forward he filled her, the cock ring pressed firmly against her clit, "Fuck!"

He laughed and grabbed her left leg, draping it over his shoulder, "Do you feel that Liv? You said you barely felt Porter…do you feel me?"

Her body was shaking as he pounded into her, "Yes!"

He pulled all the way back and slammed back in, bottoming out and she screamed loudly making him laugh, "I think your neighbors are gonna hear us now Liv…"

She growled and grabbed his face, "Fuck my neighbors."

He smiled against her lips as he thrust hard, deep, "Nah. I'd rather fuck…" Kiss, "You."

She whimpered softly, clinging to him, her fingers digging into the back of his neck, "Oh God El…right-right there!"

He was breathing hard, and he dropped his neck into the crook of her neck, his sweat mixing with hers, "Fuck baby…"

Her nails scraped down his back when she heard the word. She hated it when men called her that. Yet hearing it on his lips as he fucked her into the couch making her weak, she coudln't for the life of her explain why it turned her on more. "D-don't stop. Oh! Oh! Oh please don't stop!"

He wrapped his hand around the back of the couch, felt it tipping back slightly before it slammed back down as he slammed into her at the same time, "Fuuuuck."

He draped her second leg up and over his other shoulder, loving how flexible she was, how her body melted into him. "Jesus Christ…I'm gonna-"

He bit down hard on her calf and tried to hold it in, "Liv…I-"

"Come inside me." She begged, "So fucking deep El. Please…please…"

He looked down at her, her face watching him, her face showing such intense pleasure and he was the one that making her feel that way. He'd never felt more powerful, more sexual and proud as he snapped his hips forward once more and felt his release shoot thorough him. As soon as she felt him, that, that was her undoing. She screamed loudly, not caring who the hell she woke up because nothing had ever felt this good. Her legs clamped down around his neck, pulling him closer and he slipped slightly, "Olivia…"

Her body was shaking uncontrollably as he held her there, pinned against the couch, "Oh. My. God."

He sighed and lifted his head, pressing kisses along her arm, her collarbone, her neck and finally her lips, "Uh huh."

He tensed slightly, his hips jerking as the cock ring still vibrating his sensitive cock, "Off…" She whipsered "Fuck turn it off…I-I can't…"

He stumbled back slightly, slipping out of her making her shake again as he reached down to flip the switch. He fell to the floor, his back pressed against the couch. He felt her move slowly, her arm wrapping around his neck. She was laughing as she bit down on his ear, she sighed and ran her fingers up and down his arm, "Damn El…who knew you had it in you."

He huffed and rested his head back against her, "I didn't…that was new."

She smiled and kissed the side of his face, "Then maybe my work here is almost done…because that…that was great sex."

He held her arm around him closer, "Liv…"

She sighed and kissed him again, slowly pulling herself up off the couch, "But maybe I'm selfish and I'm not ready to give this up yet…" Her fingers trailed over the top of his head, "Cuz that was incredible…"

He watched her walk towards the bedroom again, her legs shaking as she walked but she still moved with confidence. He ran a tired hand over his face and looked down at his cock, the ring still wrapped around him, "Fuck me."

She stood in the doorway and reached for a towel on her dresser, "Bet you never thought I'd put a ring on ya either…"

She laughed again and walked towards the bathroom and he frowned, "Better not be the last one either…"

But she couldn't hear him. She was too far away now. Didn't matter though. No matter how long it took, he was gonna make her realize that this was way more than sex. That they were so good together. That this wouldn't be possible with anyone else. That the reason this all felt so good was because they were soulmates.

There was no other explanation. At least not one he was willing to accept.