A/N: Set up and humor before another set of hard convos and angst
Three weeks later, Jet was sitting at her desk at work, awkwardly tapping her foot as she watched her father-in-law walk in.
Dickie had joined her that day and was seated beside her, ready to get his dad's keys so he and Liv could leave for their vacation later night.
"Hey guys," he said, walking up and kissing their heads.
"Hey dad," Dickie said, trying to hide his smirk.
"What's with you? And Jet? Why are you even more awkward than usual."
She groaned and spun around in her chair as Dickie burst out laughing.
"What?!" He cried.
"How ya feeling today, dad?"
"What??" he asked, confused.
"Feeling lose? Free? Or," he paused, "or maybe a little…. Caged?"
"Oh my god," Elliot groaned, walking off quickly to his smaller and new Lieutenant's office and waving off his cackling son.
Dickie followed in complete stitches.
"Stop reading my texts!!!!" He said, sitting down. "Jet, you too!"
"They forced me," she tried.
"Are you wearing it now?" Dickie asked through his laughter and El groaned, standing up and slamming the door. "Sit."
Sitting across from his desk, Dickie tried desperately to contain his laughter as Elliot held his face. "Do you all know."
"Yes," he cried, losing his resolve fully and snorting with laughter.
"Fuck me," he grumbled.
"Mom can't," he managed to get out, and Elliot's head shot up.
"Go!" He said, standing and rounding the desk.
"Bye pop love you give the keys to Jet byyyyyyye," he said, running out before his dad could get to him.
With an angry grumble, he sat back down and texted Liv.
E: Why do our kids know about this
L: Haha. No they don't
E: Dickie is here and hysterically laughing and making cage jokes.
L: Omg. They reading our texts?!
L: Guys!!! Stop it!
Dickie broke out into laughter outside the office again and Elliot groaned.
E: I hate them
O: No you don't
E: No I don't
O: How's it feel?
E: Meh a little uncomfortable
O: Want me to come take it off
E: Can I fuck you on my desk?
Dickie's fake gagging noises filled the space and El smirked proudly. "THAT'S WHAT YOU GET," he yelled, before returning to his texts.
O: With your windows that have no shades?
E: Bathroom? Cribs? Car?!
O: Lmao. Okay hubby.
E: Love you wife
O: Love you more. See you soon.
El sat back in his chair, groaning softly as his cock began to swell at the thought of his wife down on her knees for him.
His wife.
It'd been well over a month and he still couldn't believe he could freely call her that again.
The pair were heading to a private Villa on Turks and Caicos for a 7 night, 8 day, sex-free stay to finally talk things out and reconnect fully.
The cage had been a hilarious, heat of the moment purchase that their snooping children now unfortunately knew about, and Liv insisted, through a fit of laughter that morning, that if he just tried it on and wore it for the day, she wouldn't make it wear it during their trip.
"Pleaaaaase just try it… for me," she whispered with a cute pout as she sank to her knees in front of him in the bathroom that morning.
"Fine," he grumbled, desperately trying not to get hard as she slipped it on him and locked it in place.
"You suck at this," she teased as his skin began to lightly bulge through the bars.
"I'm sorry you're sexy as fuck," he grumbled and she laughed softly, pulling up briefs and standing to kiss him slowly.
"Just for the day," she whispered, slipping the chained key over her head.
He was as hard as he could possible get in his restraint, and leaned his head back with a heavy sigh and loud groan.
Sitting up, he forced himself to get caught up on paperwork while he waited for Liv to arrive.
Bell would be returning the next day from week off with her family, so he was working to ensure that her takeover would be smooth and up to her standards.
After what seemed like hours, his wife's laugh broke his concentration.
Sitting back, he watched her wave off their daughter in law and make her way to his office.
"Hi," she smiled, already changed for their flight and wearing black leggings and one of his long sleeve shirts, covered by puffer vest and topped with a baseball hat.
"Oh mama," he said, biting his lip and smiling when she came in and sat on his desk in between his spread legs.
"Brought your bag to change before we get the boys. Eli is gonna drive us to the airport after we drop Noah, Jack, and Max to Dickies."
"Sounds good," he said, adjusting himself back in his seat to reveal the painful bulge he'd been sporting all day.
She laughed softly, and nudged his leg.
"Let's go upstairs and get you taken care of," she winked.
Upstairs in their small cribs they'd set up for the squad, Liv locked the door as El began to change and hang up his suit.
"You ready for this week," she asked, putting her hands on his bare hips, the cool metal of her wedding and engagement bands sending a shiver up his spine.
"Very," he said, turning in her arms and covering her hands with his.
"Ready for no sex and some tough conversations," she whispered, nervously.
"Whatever it takes."
She looked up at him, blinking quickly and biting her lip.
"Hey," he said gently, trailing his fingers up her arms and cupping her cheeks.
Her head lifted with his hands and a tear escaped her eyes.
The room was cold, and goosebumps littered his naked skin. Noticing, she rubbed her hands up his sides quickly in an attempt to warm him and distract from the heavy conversation.
"Hey," he said again. "Olivia, there's nothing you'll be able to say to me that I haven't already said to myself… that I haven't already thought about myself."
"I just don't want to take any steps backward," she choked out. "I… it's becoming real, that we have to have these conversations and relive these moments and I…"
"Liv," he said again softly.
"I know I just… we both were wrong in so many ways, and there's been so, so much.
"And we'll talk about it… we'll get it out. And we'll come home better and stronger for one another and our kids."
"How do you have so much more faith in me than I've ever had in myself?" She asked him, barely whispering.
"I know your heart better than anyone… even you."
"Elliot I love you," she said, finally meeting his eyes.
"I love you… now get me out of this damn cage," he said and she giggled, leaning her head against his chest and smiling.
He rested his head against the locker as her hands dipped down to rid him of his boxer briefs.
"I love you so much I let you put my cock in a cage... think about that," he breathed out when she gripped his swollen flesh through the hot metal.
Giggling again, she took the key from around her neck and clicked open the lock.
He hissed out a breath as she pulled the cage from him and his eyes rolled as all the blood in his body rushed for his aching member.
"I want you to fuck me…to cum in me one last time before we do this little experiment," she whispered, ghosting his ear lobe with her lips. "I wanna feel you in my pussy… hitting deep like you used to do when we'd anger fuck after we first split up. I wanna feel your seed in me this whole fucking plane ride and then, on Friday night after we've hashed it all out, I want you to make love to me like you did on our wedding night… fill me again and leave all this shit in the past… can you do that for me El-"
His name fell from her lips when his hand closed around her throat and he spun her quickly, backing her into the lockers.
Her eyes went wide and she looked up at him, fear and excitement and arousal flickering across her sparkling brown pupils.
"Yes," he said simply with a nod. "Yes."
Gasping when he spun her again, she braced herself on the lockers, looking back at him when he roughly pushed down her leggings and pulled her hat off, tossing it aside.
Taking her ponytail in a strong grip with one hand, he used the other to widen her stance and push into her.
"El," she moaned lowly, trying to keep her voice down as his grip on her hair tightened.
"Step back," he directed, "can't scare Jet."
They took a simultaneous step back and she cried out softly as his pounding became relentless.
The hand that was in her hair moved to her mouth to muffle her, and the sound of their skin slapping filled the room as she reached down to work her own clit.
"Always been mine…" he muttered. "Gonna show you this week how you've always been mine."
"Yes baby!" Was her muffled response from under his hand.
"Gonna relive it all with you… the best and worst… how you saved me and wrecked me and how I did the same for you."
"Harder," she begged.
"You want it harder?"
"Yes!!!"
"Yes what," he said, dropping his hand back to her neck and squeezing.
"Yes daddy!" Came her strangled reply as her walls clenched around him in a death grip and her cum coated his cock.
"Fuck Liv," he growled, slamming his hips into her one last time and spilling deep within her.
"El," she moaned. "Oh El," she groaned, rolling his head against his chest.
"It's gonna be a good week, Liv…" he panted.
"I want us back… fully," she whispered, looking up towards him and pursing her lips for a kiss. "Like after Kath died and we had this new world. I want us, Elliot."
"We will be. I promise."
"Daddy I'm gonna miss you," Max said into Elliot's chest as they were getting ready to leave Dickie's.
"I'm gonna miss you, baby boy," he said, kissing his cheek repeatedly. "But you're gonna have so much fun with your brothers, huh?"
"Definitely," he said happily, looking up at him.
The two shared a moment that was broken by Jack's huge hug and then Noah's. "Proud of you dad," Noah said, kissing his head.
"Thanks guys," he whispered. "Gonna come back and have fixed this fully. I promise," he said.
"We believe ya daddio," Jack said, pretending to ruffle his non existent hair.
Liv watched them from afar and smiled lovingly at her three youngest with their dad.
"Alright! Be good for your brothers please," El said, standing and heading to the door with their bags.
Liv hugged all three of her young boys, kissing their heads quickly.
"Be honest mommy," Max reminded her.
"And own to your part," Noah whispered.
"And remember that big idiot loves you no matter what," Jack added.
Liv chuckled and wiped her eyes. "When did you all get so smart huh?"
"It's a gift," Jack sighed happily.
She nudged him playfully and headed to the door, waving goodbye for the week and following her Elliot's out.
"What now?" Max asked, looking up at his brothers.
"Call the girls," Noah instructed.
"Yep, we've got a vow renewal to plan."
