A/N: Sorry this one took so long but I got caught up in a book I was reading. If you ever need a good read (and you're not in the mood for fan fiction) you should definitely pick up The Mark of the Assassin by Daniel Silva. Excellent read.
Also I'm going to up the rating for this chapter because it's gonna get hot & heavy people! Okay now on with the story…
"Well there is this one thing," he paused and looked at Olivia. Her eyes were focused intently on his own, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. "It can wait till morning though. I'm sure we're both tired." He turned his body onto his left side facing away from her hoping the conversation would end there. Elliot was shocked when he felt her hands grip his right hip and pull his body so he was again on his back.
"Oh no you don't," Olivia said with sternness of voice that she reserved for perps. "I told you my dirty little secret now you tell me yours."
"Actually you didn't tell me any of your dirty little secrets. You told about a crazy ex-boyfriend who had problems in the bedroom, so really we're on even ground."
She thought for a moment and let out a huff, "You've got to stop spending time around Casey. You're picking up too many of her tricks."
Elliot laughed, pleased that he actually had the upper hand in a conversation for once. "So tell me yours and I'll tell you mine," he said.
"Fine," she thought for a moment, wracking her brain for anything that wouldn't be too embarrassing. Finally she came across of piece of info that she hoped would satisfy Elliot's hunger for knowledge. "Okay, in college my boyfriend at the time was a journalism major and…he was really into the visual arts." Olivia searched Elliot's face for some semblance of understanding but found none.
"What are we talking about here Liv?" he asked confused by her seemingly pointless clues.
"I let him video tape us," she blurted out, lowering her head to hide the look of embarrassment that she knew was on her face.
"Really?"
"It happened twice but…" she trailed off not able to finish the story.
"But what?" Elliot asked.
Olivia took a deep breath, "I found out he was showing them to his roommates and I freaked out and broke up with him. Took the tapes with me."
"Still have them?" he asked hoping to lighten the mood.
"You wish," she said with a smile. Though she would never admit it Olivia was glad she could share these things with Elliot. Glad she had her partner back after what seemed like an eternity of being shut out from the strains of the job and his impending divorce. "Now tell me your dirty little secret," she pleaded.
"You really wanna know?"
"Yeah," Olivia answered quickly.
'She looks like a kid on Christmas morning,' Elliot mused. He knew that if he dragged this out any longer she would probably do physical harm to him. "Fine, once the sex started to get…monotonous, I started picturing other women in bed with me."
Olivia's face fell, "That's it? Please Elliot I do that on a regular basis." He looked at her with raised eyebrows so she quickly amended, "That's not in literal terms of course. Just saying that it's not that big of a deal. I'm sure everyone has done it."
"I'm sure not everyone has actually screamed the other woman's name though."
Olivia's eyes popped open. "You screamed another woman's name?" Elliot nodded. "While in bed with Kathy?" she asked. Again Elliot nodded his face going flush from embarrassment.
'Please don't ask me--'
"Who's name?"
'Damn.' He kept his head bowed, staring at his hands.
"C'mon El you can tell me. I promise I won't laugh at you," she offered. It struck Olivia as odd that Elliot would feel so shy around her. 'This isn't like him. This must be really big.' She was so caught up in her thought that she didn't catch the word he mumbled under his breath. "What'd you say?" she asked hoping that he would repeat it.
"I said 'yours'," he said a little louder.
Olivia sat stunned for a moment, 'Did he just say what I think he said? Did Elliot, Elliot Stabler, my partner of eight years, just say that he screamed my name during sex with his wife--EX-wife? Holy crap.'
"Liv?"
"Hmm?" she snapped her head up, not even realizing that she'd been staring at the bed. "Sorry I'm just…digesting here."
Elliot continued to stare at her and he swore he could see the wheels turning inside her head. "Look if this is going to be weird I'll sleep on the couch for the night."
"No," she said quickly. Her hand reached out and touched his own, "We're both adults here. Besides I'm sure it was a one time thing, no harm done." She looked to Elliot's eyes for confirmation but he refused to look her straight in the face. "It wasn't just a one time deal?"
"More like a few times," he admitted. "But the first was purely accidental."
"Accidental? You accidentally scream out my name while you're having sex with your wife! That's not that kind of this that just happens out of the blue Elliot," she was rambling and she knew it.
"Liv-"
"That's not why you got divorce was it? Oh God I know I can't be the reason that Kathy left after twenty years of marriage. What if--"
Elliot leaned forward from his sitting position, wrapped his hand around the back of Olivia's neck and brought his lips crashing onto hers. The kiss was intense but gentle, desperate but soothing, everything that either of them needed to say was said with that single kiss.
Olivia broke away, desperate for oxygen, and stared into Elliot's eyes. "What was that?"
"Something I've been wanting to do for a long time," he answered. Noting the uncertainty in her face Elliot quickly said, "Look Liv this doesn't mean anything. We can forget about it if that's what you want."
Olivia brought herself to her knees and inched closer to him. "I never want to forget this night. I thought this was going to be the worst trip of my life, but once again you've managed to make everything right." She touched her lips to his gingerly before running her fingers through his short hair and deepening the kiss. Without thinking she crawled closer to Elliot until she was straddling his body, hands resting on his chest.
"Liv wait," he gasped before things could progress any farther.
"What?"
"I don't want to rush you into anything," he breathed.
Instead of answering him, Olivia smiled and slid her hands under his T-shirt playing with the exposed skin. "Just promise me one thing," she said between planting kisses on either side of his neck.
"What's that?"
"Promise the only name you'll be screaming will be mine."
Elliot laughed before grabbing Olivia's hips and flipping her onto her back. He settled his weight onto his forearms, hovering over her body. "Promise."
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