Sorry this took so long, my job has gotten crazy, but I put my two weeks in and this coming Friday I'll be done. I have a WFH job, but it won't be as physically taxing as this was. I'll be able to update more often. But I do still have school, so not TOO TOO often (like, not every day).

Olivia certainly knew her body. By the weekend she had bronchitis. Olivia lay in bed, miserable, while Charles took the kids to play dates. She coughed and the cough felt rough enough to shake the house. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head.

Charles walked into the bedroom and slipped into bed behind her. "How are you feeling?" He was meant with a grunt. He smiled. "That bad, huh?"

Olivia turned and pulled the covers down. "My coughs can shake the rafters." She whined and saw him open his arms. She moved closer to him and into his arms. "Mm," she mumbled and she buried her head in his chest.

Charles rubbed her back. "I gotcha," he whispered. "I'm right here." He kissed her forehead. "Are you sure you don't want to get the cough medicine and the pain medication filled? It'll help you feel better."

Olivia mumbled into his chest. "I'm seriously considering it."

Charles rubbed her back. "Let me fill them for you. I hate seeing you this miserable."

Olivia nodded. "Fine," she mumbled. "But be quick," she whispered weakly.

Charles kissed her forehead. "I'll be back as quick as I can. Promise." He got up and grabbed his keys and slipped into his shoes, and he was off to get her prescriptions.

Olivia was thankful all the kids had play dates that day so she could just sleep. Which is exactly what she did once Charles left the bedroom. And she stayed that way until she felt the bed dip. She gasped and shot up, a rough, hoarse, painful sounding cough hot on the heels of the gasp.

Charles sat next to her and rubbed her back. "I'm sorry I startled you baby. But it's good you're up, you can take some medicine. I brought some water with me."

Olivia groaned. "Okay." She saw him portion her out some cough syrup after handing her a reusable water bottle full of water. She took the medicine like a shot and she gagged, hating the taste of cough syrup. She quickly popped a pain pill into her mouth and swallowed both the cough syrup and pill with the water. She shook her head as she swallowed and screwed up her face. "Ugh," she exclaimed. She put the water on her nightstand and lay back down and reached for Charles.

Charles smiled. "Let me get some sweats on, change out of these jeans."

Olivia smiled. "Just slide in bed in your boxers."

Charles sat on the bed and smiled. "You sure?"

Olivia rolled her eyes playfully. "It's not like we'd be naked under here." She said gently, having been told by her doctor that any physical exertion at this point wouldn't be a good idea as it could lead to more coughing, so they've been wanting each other, but also wanting Olivia to recover before they indulged one another. "Please." She begged.

Charles took his jeans off and slipped under the covers in his boxer briefs and tight white t-shirt, holding her tightly in his arms. "Alright. I'm here."

Olivia snuggled against him and cocooned them in blankets, except their heads. "Mm, this is the perfect way to get better." She ran her hand over his torso and she kissed his chest. "I just wish I could kiss you, but I don't want you to get sick."

Charles smiled. "I wish I could kiss you too. I'm willing to throw caution to the wind, but if you want to wait, we wait, okay? You should only be contagious a few more days, then we can kiss all we want."

Olivia smiled. "By then we'll be able to do more than kiss," she whispered and looked up at him, chuckling softly. "I'm tired, I'm going to get some more sleep." She snuggled up to him. "Hold me?"

Charles held her tighter and placed a chaste kiss on her neck. "Sleep, my love. I'll be right here when you wake up."

Olivia smiled. "Mm, I love you."

Charles brushed her hair back and smiled. "I love you, too. Now sleep."

Olivia closed her eyes and drifted off into a peaceful sleep in Charles' arms. About two hours later she woke up and rolled over, taking a swig of her water. She felt Charles stir and she looked at him. "Oh, Charles, go back to sleep, baby. I didn't mean to wake you."

Charles smiled. "I'm good," he said gently. "Kiss me."

Olivia looked at him. "You'll get sick, too."

Charles shrugged. "So I get sick. I'm going insane not being able to kiss my wife."

Olivia smiled and got close to his face. "I love you," she whispered, keeping her eyes open til the last possible second and kissing him lightly. She broke the kiss and smiled. "Mm. That was nice."

Charles rolled her onto her back and kissed her again, caressing her side. His kiss was more passionate and fierce. He lifted her leg and ran his hand over her thigh to her ass. He broke the kiss and started kissing her neck. He heard Olivia's moan and he swore it was the sexiest sound in the world. "God, I love you, Olivia Margaret Benson."

Olivia moaned and turned her head, giving him full access to her neck. "Oh! Charles Brooks! Oh I love you," she moaned and let him continue for another minute before she pulled him away. "If we keep that up it's going to lead us to somewhere we're not supposed to go until I'm feeling better."

Charles kissed her gently. "I'm sorry, I just can't get enough of you," he whispered and rolled off of her, pulling her close. "You intoxicate me," he whispered. "You're my drug and I want more."

Olivia smiled. "I know the feeling, but we have to wait. It could be bad for my bronchitis, it could send me into an awful coughing fit."

Charles kissed her temple. "I know, beautiful. And I'll wait however long it takes, but it won't be easy."

Olivia bit her bottom lip. "On either of us. Charles, I want you just as badly. But I also don't want to go into a coughing fit, those hurt."

Charles rubbed her back. "I know they do, love. I know they do. They sound like they'd hurt at least."

Olivia snuggled into him and smiled. "Thank you for the kiss, though. Not kissing you was torture. But I really don't want you getting sick too."

Charles lightly ran his fingers over her side. "I haven't been sick in years, besides there is no one I'd rather share germs with. And if I get sick, I'll get through it."

Olivia kissed his chest. "Well if you get sick you better get through it. I need you."

Charles stroked her hair. "I need you, too." He looked down at her and kissed her softly. "You want some lunch?"

Olivia smiled after he broke the kiss and licked her lips. "Lunch sounds good."

Charles got up and put on a shirt. "Stay here, relax, I'll bring it up when it's ready." He leaned in and kissed her softly.

Olivia wrapped herself in the blankets and closed her eyes. Then she felt it, the need to cough. She sat up and coughed a hoarse, dry cough. She tried to take a deep breath but couldn't. She reached for the inhaler the doctor gave her and took a puff, feeling her lungs open up. She let out a breath and took another puff and closed her eyes, laying back against the pillows. She looked at the door when she heard it open. "You missed a big one."

Charles rubbed her back and kissed behind her ear after he set the lunch tray on the bed. "I'm sorry, beautiful."

Olivia smiled gently. "I'm okay, now." She whispered and looked up at Charles. "Especially now that you're back up here with me."

Charles smiled. "I whipped up some leftover chicken soup with some saltine crackers," he whispered. "Eat up. You need your strength to fight this bronchitis off."

Olivia smirked and took a bite of the soup before blowing gently on it to cool it down. "Mm," she mumbled and took a bite of a cracker. "Perfect," she whispered and kissed him gently. "Thank you, baby."

Charles kissed her again and pulled away. "Eat up, before it gets cold."

Olivia smiled and ate her soup and crackers, putting the bowl on the nightstand. She noticed Charles was sitting up reading on his iPad. She took the iPad and put it on his nightstand and straddled him. "Now," she said gently, caressing his face, leaning in to gently bite on his ear. "I feel a little bit better, after the cough medicine and the inhaler." She whispered and nuzzled his nose. "Make out with me? It doesn't have to go any further than that, but I miss being intimate with you, and if this is as intimate as we can get for now… make out with me?"

Charles watched her as she put his iPad on the nightstand and straddled him. He looked into her eyes for as long as he could, until she nibbled his ear, and nuzzled his nose. He held her face in both his hands and smiled. "I can do that," he whispered and kissed her softly.

Olivia kissed him back and smiled. "Yeah?" She asked between kisses.

Charles smirked and rested his hands on her hips. "Mhm."

Olivia slipped her tongue past his lips and made the kiss as passionate as she could muster, kneeling high on her knees, taller than him for a moment, taking control over this quickly.

Charles continued kissing her, his hands exploring the expanse of her back, his chin tilting up as she towered over him.

Olivia broke the kiss and settled back in his lap, resting her forehead on his, needing a breath.

Charles took advantage of the time and kissed her neck, running his hands over her thighs. "You're so sexy," he whispered in her ear.

Olivia let out a breathy moan and held his head in place. "Mm, what you do to me," she whispered and closed her eyes.

Charles smiled and moved to her ear, licking over the shell and gently nibbling on the earlobe. "You like that baby?"

Olivia gasped and felt his hands find her ass. "Oh yeah, mm." She melted into him and moaned softly in his ear.

Charles gently squeezed her ass. "You're such a minx."

Olivia giggled and pulled his face over so she could look into her eyes. "Only for you," she whispered and kissed him again, feeling one of his hands on her breast. "Mm," she arched into him and rested her hand over his.

Charles squeezed her breast and heard her moan into the kiss. He broke the kiss and whipped her shirt over her head, pulling her nipple into his mouth. He wanted to be as close to her as he could be, not having sex, he didn't even want to be inside her because he knew that could lead to sex. He just wanted skin to skin contact with as few clothes on each of them as possible.

Olivia gasped at the cool air on her skin, followed by the warmth of his mouth on her breast. "Oh," she let her head fall back.

Charles waited for her head to come back to a normal angle and he flipped them so Olivia was on her back. He continued to worship her torso, kissing every inch of her skin, licking around her nipples, her belly button. All the while Olivia's moans met his ears in a beautiful symphony. He pulled her shorts off, leaving her in a lacy thong. "A thong, huh?" He asked, slipping his finger under the waistband.

Olivia gripped his hair and gasped, her chest heaving. "My God, I love how you worship me," she whispered and squeezed her breast with her free hand.

Charles smirked. "You didn't answer my question. A thong?"

Olivia looked down at him. "I'm writhing in pleasure and you want to know why I'm wearing a thong?" She groaned and fell against the pillow. "I wanted to feel sexy."

Charles chuckled. "All about prolonging your pleasure." He kissed around where he knew she wanted him to kiss. "You think you can handle me licking your pussy, nice and slow."

Olivia smiled and chuckled a bit. "I'm not exerting myself, I think I can handle it."

Charles smiled. "Is this expensive underwear?"

Olivia shook her head. "No," she squeaked out. "My God Please!"

Charles swiftly ripped off her underwear, literally ripped them from her body and tossed them aside. He looked from her eyes to her dripping wet pussy in front of him. He looked at it like it was a feast, because to him it was. He kissed her inner thighs and heard her let out a frustrated moan. "Patience. Let me work."

Olivia sighed. "Work fast, but go slow." She said through gritted teeth, needing contact with him. Her body was on fire.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Leave a review if you feel so inclined, and I'll see you soon!