A/N: I don't know. I just. I'm sorry.
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Cross posted to AO3
She watched him as they drove to the hotel with the gorgeous restaurant attached to it.
He was smug, clearly proud of his little stunt, and rock hard in his slacks.
Bastard. God I love him.
"I see you checking me out…"
"Mhm," she mumbled, reaching her hand over to his leg, inches from where his cock strained in his pants.
She was still in a daze from the orgasm he'd given her earlier, but somehow needed more.
I can't get enough of him… his thick, long-
"Liv…" he called, snapping her from her stare. "We're here baby," he winked.
"You're gonna get out with that," she nodded towards the length extending across the waistband of his pants.
"My jacket covers it," he winked.
I want my pussy to cover it
"Coming?"
I wish
"Yes," she smiled, getting out with her purse as the valet met them and got their bags.
Putting an arm around her, he kissed her head and smiled, leaning in to whisper in her ear.
"Aside from the sex we're gonna have this weekend I'm just… I'm really glad to be here with you, Livia," he said with a smile, kissing her cheek sweetly.
She looked up at him with a grin, kissing him gently. "I love you, El…"
"I love you, babe."
"El… this is stunning," she gasped softly, looking around the gorgeous room he'd rented for them.
"Like it?" He smiled, wrapping his arms around her from behind.
"Like it? I love it, Elliot you didn't have to do all this."
"It's our first weekend alone ever, so I wanted to splurge and treat you," he whispered, pressing sensual kisses to her neck.
"What did I do to deserve you," she asked with a soft moan and tilt of her head.
Besides wait around for your dumbass to come home
"Wait around for my dumbass to get home and accept me and my kids anyways."
"Mind reader," she gasped playfully and he laughed as she spun in his arms, suddenly feeling bold and pushing him to sit in the large arm chair next to the window in their room.
He fell back with fire in his eyes, watching her kneel seductively between his legs and trailing her hands up the coarse material of his dress pants to where his bulge had some how gotten larger.
"That was evil what you did today…" she purred, sliding her hands back down his thighs to her blouse and slowly popping each button open, stopping below her breasts.
"Felt good tho huh," he muttered and she smirked as his chest began to heave.
"It felt amazing… I won't deny that. But, you're insane if you're not going to get punished for that little stint."
"W-what… what are you gonna do," he mumbled.
"Wouldn't you like to know…" she trailed off as she pulled his zipper down, in the slowest way possible. "…detective." She finished, her brown eyes boring holes into his soul through his blue ones.
Paybacks a bitch
"Fuuuuck," he groaned when she gripped him tightly.
"Detective, I need to know why you think it's okay to come into my precinct and do that do me?" She asked before running her tongue up the length of his cock.
He was fumbling and made a move for her hair, causing her to quickly snap away.
"And did I say you could touch?" She asked, standing slowly and moving to straddle him, his thick cock hitting her still sensitive clit through her pants
Hold your resolve Benson. Make him suffer.
"N-no…" he stuttered.
"N-no," she mimicked as she untied his tie slowly and rocked her hips against his member.
"Detective Stabler," she continued, putting the tie around her own neck and pulling her regulation handcuffs from their place on her belt. "When I'm in charge," she purred, gently guiding his arms behind him and leaning over his shoulder to slip on the cuffs. "It's Captain to you… understood?" She whispered in his ear as he moaned and his cock twitched between them.
"Yes captain," he gasped as she slid back between his legs.
"Good," mused. "Now that that's cleared up," she smirked, proud of herself, "let me explain to you how the next hour before our reservation is going to work."
Elliot watched in awe as used his tie to make a makeshift cock ring before shrugging off her blazer and stripping down to her lace thong.
Am I dating a sex god? I'm dating a sex god.
Her breasts were heaving, practically spilling out of the half unbuttoned blouse, and she smirked at him as she pulled the vibrator out of her panties.
"First… Where's the remote, Detective?"
"P-p-pocket, Captain…" he groaned out as he watched a hand dip into her panties, wetting two fingers by pushing them deep inside her.
He watched her jaw drop as she stimulated her g-spot for a few seconds before pulling out two soaked digits.
Sauntering towards him, she ran the wet fingers up the underside of his cock, swirling them when she reached his tip, and then splitting them to run down either side and gently scrape him with her short nails.
He was so entranced by her movements and the way that her lips simultaneously sucked at her ear, that he didn't he feel her reach into his pocket for the remote.
When she pulled back and he saw the devilish smile on her face, his mind went blank.
I'm so fucked.
"Now, detective," she said in a husky and breathy tone as the sound of the vibrator filled the room and he watched her run it from her neck, down to between her cleavage, and the deeper to the lace covered apex of her thighs.
So fucked
"I'm going to spend some time teasing you the way you teased me today, and for 12 years when we were partners."
The sentiment ended in a soft moan as she finally let the vibrator touch her clit.
"And you're going to cum… only when I say you can. Understand?"
I hate her
"Y-yes Captain," he whispered, trying to maintain any resolve he had left in his body.
But fuck I love her.
"Good," she said, pulling the vibrator back up her body to stop at her nipples, causing her head to loll back and a satisfied whimper for escape her lips.
"That could be before dinner," she said, switching nipples and forcing her head to lift up, "but it also could be after dinner…"
"L… Captain…" he pleaded, only to be met with a Cheshire grin.
"What? Don't wanna go to a fancy dinner with a raging, throbbing, cock that is desperate to cum?" She mocked, taking a step towards him and sinking back to her knees.
He watched her carefully tuck the vibrator into the tie so that it was held stead on his balls and the base of his leaking cock. Her eyes dragged up her body and she winked at him.
"Too bad."
His eyes rolled back when she turned on the toy and she stood back up, smug look telling of how proud of herself she was.
At least if she kills me I'll die happy.
Flipping on the toy, she smirked as his body jolted and his breathing became ragged.
Walking slowly around the back of the chair, she stopped behind him and bent over his shoulder, sliding her hands slowly down his chiseled chest and abs.
"Liv…" he muttered as his breathing got heavier and his body tensed. She switched off the vibrator and pressed soft kisses to his neck.
"You have no idea how fucking turned on I used to get in interrogations," she whispered. "When you'd get all macho and manly… toss a perp around and I'd have to," she paused to slide her hands down his arms and grasp them, "hold you back like this," he finished with a nip to his ear.
He could stop the noises he was making as she stood straight and trailed her hands in a long, drawn out circle to the front of his body. "How I'd have to turn you around… pull you against me," she mumbled, sliding in his lap and straddling him.
I sound like such a little bitch right now
"Used to feel you… feel how turned on you'd get. You have no ideas how much I wanted to run my hand down," she husked, narrating her motions," and grip you through your pants. "Let you know just how I was feeling," she whispered, grinding her pussy on him and coating his tip with the arousal that had seeped out from her panties.
"Captain… please," he groaned, leaning his head back and letting out a strangled cry as the hand that was on his cock squeezed.
"Please? We've barely been going for 15 minutes… I still have another 15 before we have to freshen up," she popped the P in his ear and slid off of him again.
As she strutted confidently to her bag, she flipped the switch back to "on" and smirked when she heard his reaction.
"Oh fuck baby shit!" He groaned, body jolting forward again and hips bucking, praying the air surrounding his cock would provide even just a little relief.
He heard her drag one of the other chairs from behind him, and set it right in front of him, sitting and propping her legs up on his thighs and shutting off his stimulation again.
When his eyes opened and he finally saw her spread eagle and panty less, he let out an animalistic growl and stomped his foot, causing her to smirk and pull out her rabbit from behind her back.
"L-Liv… b-baby oh my god don't do this…this is torture," he begged breathlessly, but she shook her head.
Swiping the precum off his tip with her index finger, she spread it on the rabbit ears and lounged back further, sinking the toy deep within her molten heat.
Her eyes were fixed on where the toy had filled her, and she moaned when she turned it on.
Absolutely not
"God dammit Olivia, untie me," El growled breathlessly.
She looked up at him; his face red, neck strained- that damn vein in his forehead popping out and words spilling through his gritted teeth.
"I wanna fuck you… I wanna cum, Captain fucking untie me," he begged, but she just laughed and turned the toy back on, making the worlds that were tumbling from his lips turn into moans and gasps for air.
The sight of her manly, macho Elliot, sitting before her and squirming helplessly only spurred her on, and she turned up the speed on her toy, while turning off his.
"Fucking god dammit Olivia… fuck!" He pleaded helplessly as he watched her fly to the edge with the help of a toy he wanted to be.
"Oh baby… oh baby," she gasped as he watched her helplessly. "Oh baby yes baby… yes baby oh god," she whined. "I can't wait to have your cock in me tonight El!" She cried out, pressing the vibrating ears firmly to her clit.
"Baby…" he whined, turned his head to kiss her leg that had made its way to his shoulder. "Baby please let me cum… please let me cum I can't… I can't…"
He was a blubbering mess of sweat and sex and precum, and when she opened her eyes and looked at him, she lost it.
Her perfect ass bucked up off the chair and put her toy in a choke hold as she screamed his name.
"ELLIOT! Oh Elliot yes," she cried, inadvertently switching his toy back on, "oh fuck b-baby yes."
His moans and groans filled the room as her body went limp and she pulled the toy from deep within her, shutting his off right as he was approaching his own orgasm,
"Son of a bitch Olivia!!!! Fuck all!!!" He whined and, in her post orgasm stupor, she smirked lazily.
"Knees," she commanded breathlessly. "Get on your knees and clean me up detective."
I'm dead.
Doing as he was told, he hit the ground and fell face first into her awaiting core, lapping at the aftermath of her orgasm and desperately trying to hump something, anything, to get some relief on his damn cock.
When he'd licked her clean, she dropped her legs, satiated for now, and helped him stand, leading him to the bed.
"Sit," she said, and he did.
Finally
He watched in satisfaction as she untied him, removing the vibrator and giving him several much needed stroke.
But satisfaction turned to him begging her not to, when she replaced the toy with her panties instead, refashioning the makeshift ring with a proud smirk, and giving him a chaste kiss.
NO
He was too shocked to speak, simply stretching his arms when she unhandcuffed him and kissed his lips softly.
"Get ready for dinner. And if you take that toy off or cum without me? I'll handcuff you to the bed and do it all over again. Understood?"
His jaw dropped and his lip quivered a bit.
"Understood?" She repeated.
"Yes captain."