A/N: Blown away by all the love on this one! Enjoy chapter 2!
Elliot's mind had gone to mush.
Crotchless tights.
That she cut.
For him.
And then she hit him with the I love you bomb?
He could die a happy man.
His mouth started to water and he glanced down at her skirt.
He had an overwhelming desire to be under that fucking material, first with his fingers, then his mouth, then his-
"Daaaad???" Maureen said and he quickly shook his head. "Sorry. Zoned out a second."
"Mhmmm," Dickie said laughing.
"Daddy we gotta do our Christmas Eve gifts and then get these two home and to bed...and Noah shouldn't be behind them too I'd imagine."
El nodded. "Sure, sure."
"Wait!" Mo's oldest, Tommy, exclaimed. "We gotta tell Liv and Noah what we do!"
At 6 years old, he was a mini version of his momma, while his 4 year old brother was shy and quiet like their dad.
"We will," El smiled, giving him a thumbs up. "Cmon guys," he nodded for them to gather together in the living room and they all sat on the floor around the tree.
"So guys on Christmas Eve, Kathy and I used to give the kids one sentimental gift to show how much we love them. I wanted to continue that, and include you, Noah," he smiled to Noah and Liv.
Noah was grinning ear to ear and leaned against his mom as Elliot distributed gifts.
The Stabler kids opened the gifts from their father. They'd all received framed photos of Kathy and them when they were small. There wasn't a dry eye in the room, including Noah who sighed happily against his mom. "I wish I could have met her," he whispered.
Eli heard him and smiled, nudging him gently. "Me too, bud…"
El spent some time hugging his kids and grandsons, before handing Noah a small wrapped item to open.
The little boy took a close look at the framed photo he'd just opened before breaking out into giggles. "Is this you and mom???" He asked, holding up the frame to show everyone.
Elliot laughed. "Yeah… our first year of partnership. 23 years ago."
The photo was of the pair in baggie, 90s clothing, at a bar, laughing hysterically with Fin and Munch on either side.
"And uncle Fin and uncle Munch?" He asked, studying the photo. "You guys look so young!!"
Looking over his shoulder, Liv started laughing herself. "I think I took all of your hair, El," she teased, and her comments made all the kids lose themselves in laughter. "Where did you find this?" She asked with a smile.
"Old box… there's a bunch we'll have to look through tomorrow," he smiled at her, his eyes lit up like the Christmas tree behind him.
Noah was enthralled with studying the photo. "El this so cool, thank you," he said, getting up to hug him tightly.
His heart jumped when the little boy called him "El" and he wrapped his arms tightly around him. "You're welcome, buddy. I'm glad you're here."
"Me too!" He smiled, sitting next to Liv. All the kids looked at their dad and then Liv, expecting a gift to be handed over to her.
"Nope, adults don't exchange gifts on Christmas Eve. Just for the kids," he winked and they all groaned.
"But we can give your yours," Eli said with a smile, handing each of them what was obviously a photo frame.
"We all had the same idea," Dickie laughed softly.
Inside was a selfie they took at their small Christmas party a few weeks prior that included Liv and Noah.
"Guys.. I love this. Thank you," Liv whispered, looking up with a smile.
"It's perfect guys… thank you so much," he smiled at his kids.
Noah fidgeted nervously and Liv nudged him. "Later," he said, looking up at her. She nodded and kissed his curls.
The family spent a bit more time mingling before the older four and the grandkids said their goodbyes.
Tommy and Will, who were absolutely obsessed with Noah, hugged him tightly and told him how much they couldn't wait to see him the following day.
Liv hugged the girls, Dickie, and Carl, and thanked them, waving goodbye as they left.
"Have a good nights sleep on the floor dad," Dickie called and the room burst into laughter.
"Sons get worse as they get older," he muttered and Liv laughed too.
"Speaking of," she turned to the boys. "Noah it's getting late buddy," she said and he nodded, jumping up and down and rushing off to Eli's room where they'd set up an air mattress.
"Assume you'll be in to say goodnight?" Eli asked with a small smile and they nodded.
"For sure bud," he said, watching the boy walk off.
Once they were alone, he turned to Liv and placed his hands on her waist, leaning down to kiss her slowly.
Her lips opened, accepting his tongue briefly before pulling back and nuzzling his neck.
"Been waiting for that all night," she muttered against his skin.
"Me too," he said pulling her flush to him.
"Thank you for treating him like your own."
"Nothing would make me happier," he said softly and she kissed him again, blinking away tears.
"C'mon… let's say goodnight to them," he whispered, "cause then I have a gift for you. An actual gift," he added, "not my cock."
She giggled. "Was hoping that'd be a part of it…"
"Oh I mean it will be," he said, pecking her lips again, "but this is separate from that," he finished, walking to the boys room.
Raising a brow, she followed him and sat on the air mattress, rubbing her son's cheek. "You have fun today, buddy?"
He nodded quickly and grinned. "This has been the best Christmas ever- I can't wait for tomorrow," he smiled and she grinned, leaning down to kiss his cheek.
"I love you sweet boy. Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas, momma."
El was seated on the step of Eli's small loft, and grinned as he watched the love of his life with her young son. Leaning over to his own boy, he hugged him tightly. "Merry Christmas bud. I love you so much."
"Love you, dad," he smiled, squeezing him tightly.
Noah got snuggled up and the duo traded places. "Night honey, Merry Christmas," she said to Eli who sat up and wrapped his arms around her. "Night Liv. Merry Christmas. I'm glad you're here."
She kissed his head and smiled.
"Merry Christmas, El!" Noah said hugging him. "Thanks for having us, I love you," he said into his chest and Liv and Eli's eyes welled up.
"I love you, little man. Merry Christmas," he whispered, kissing the top of his head.
El and Liv got up and walked to the door, saying final good nights and shutting it gently. From the other side, they heard Noah's small voice, answered by Eli's deeper one.
"Merry Christmas, Eli, I'm really glad we're friends."
"Merry Christmas, bud. Me too," there was a pause. "I love you, bro," he said casually and they heard Noah gasp in delight.
"I love you too, Eli."
Tears were streaming down Liv's face and, turning to look up at Elliot, she giggled that he looked as disheveled with emotion as she.
Her arms wrapped snugly around his neck, and her mouth found his as she gently backed him up to the couch.
When the back of his knees hit the edge, he lowered himself and she climbed on top of him, her hands flying to his belt buckle.
"I've been really turned on all day but that sent me over the edge," she whispered, wasting no time in pulling his hard, thick length from his confines.
She gasped every time at the sheer volume of him, and it only made his ego grow larger than it ever needed to be.
Sitting up in her knees, she felt him grasp her waist to steady her as she positioned him perfectly at her entrance.
"How do you want it," he whispered, breathlessly.
"Hard and fast.. you can take your time lat-," she was cut off when his hand went to her mouth to muffle the scream that threatened to escape when he slammed her down on him.
"Never get rid of these tights," he said seriously and she nodded, beginning to ride him with wild force and vigor, releasing the tension they'd spent the day building.
One of his hands threaded up into her hair, bring her head down to kiss him, and the other moved under her skirt.
He was happily surprised when he realized she'd cut the entire crotch of her tights and he had uninhibited access to his second favorite part of her.
Pulling at her hair lightly, but keeping their lips connected, he allows his thumb to begin working her clit.
"El," she whispered, breathing heavily as her hips rocked more furiously on their own accord. "Yes!"
"I can't believe you told me about these tights in front of everyone," he said Into her mouth, sliding the hand that was in her hair down to her ass in encouragement to bounce higher.
She didn't need much encouragement and bounced more quickly on top of him. "I wanted to bend you over so many times today," he grunted. "And then the I love you? Fuck Benson," he said through gritted teeth and heavy breathing as he felt his balls tighten.
"I do… I do fucking love you…" she said, moving faster. "I'm so glad you're home Elliot," she gasped as their combined movements sent her spiraling over the edge.
The glow from the Christmas tree lights made his eyes twinkle even more than usual, and he leaned up to catch her lips again. "I promise I love you more… and I'm so happy I'm home and that you gave me another chance," he managed to get out before he lost himself in the throws of his climax.
"Liv… Liv," he grunted as he spurted into her, holding their pelvises flush to one another and filling every inch of her as her walls pulsed around him.
She shivered at the feeling of him. No barriers, emotional or latex, separated them or ever would, and she was damn thankful for menopause.
"I've never let anyone cum in my like that," she whispered after their first time.
"I though Brian?" He asked and she shook her head. "Condom broke."
He nodded slowly before a smile graced his face. "Worth the wait?"
"Mhm," she'd mused, kissing him softly. "I think I'm addicted."
He slipped out of her and she collapsed beside him on the couch with her legs draped across his lap and her arms around his neck.
Tucking himself away for the time being, he leaned forward to kiss her slowly, cupping her cheek as their tongues dueled and their teeth gnashed.
"Mom… El…" a small voice said from behind him.
They broke apart like they were on fire to find their boys laughing at them.
"Mom… were you and El just kissing??" Noah asked with a silly grin.
"Uh…We… no bud we were just, uhm…" she trailed off when her son gave them a knowing look and Eli laughed harder.
"What's up buddy," El interjected, looking over the couch at them.
With 5 kids, he was a professional at handling being walked in on.
"We forgot to put out milk and cookies!" Noah exclaimed, suddenly remembering the reason they came into the living room and forgetting about the transgression he'd just witnessed.
"Oh no," El said, standing up and making his way to the kitchen with the younger boy.
Giving Eli a nervous smile, he laughed again and waved her off nonchalantly before following the boys.
They set out the milk and cookies, and the pair said good nights again and went back into bed.
Liv started laughing and shook her head, plopping back on the couch.
She watched as he knelt under the tree to grab something and then fell beside her, pulling her legs back over his lap. "Merry Christmas, Liv," he said, handing her the gift.
She smiled small and ripped it open, raising a brow as she opened the small box.
Familiar handwriting accompanied by two familiar objects greeted her and her breath hitched. "El…" she whispered, looking up at him. "How?"
"I know a guy," he said with a small smile, leaning in to kiss her softly.
"When they bagged it as evidence I… I thought it was gone for good. You were gone for good," she whispered as he took the semper fi medallion from the box and secured it around her neck.
Tracing it with her fingers, tears rushed to her eyes as she glanced down at the mini badge that had been made Into a bracelet.
She removed it from the box and studied it. "Flip it over," he whispered, and she did, her breath catching.
"EO. Partners for Life," it read.
"I love you Elliot," she said simply, looking up at him.
"I love you… and I'm gonna take you to bed now," he said and she giggled softly as they stood together and he led her to his bedroom.
Backing her into the closest wall, she shook her head lightly. "I have to give you your gift first," she said huskily.
"What is it?" He asked and she bit her lip seductively, pushing him back toward the bed and heading into the bathroom. "Be right back."
He laid in the middle of his bed like a damn fool, hard as a rock again under his dress pants.
His eyes flew to the bathroom door when it opened, and he gasped.
Adorned in a very revealing Santa themed lingerie number, topped with a hat and black stilettos, she leaned casually against the door frame. "Merry Christmas, Elliot," she said in a tone of voice that dripped with desire and lust.
"We have a few hours before we can play Santa and set out Noah's gifts," she drawled. "I thought we could practice until then. What do you say?"
She watched him literally pinch himself before sauntering over slowly, keeping her straight, "come fuck me" face, thought she wanted to lose herself in giggles.
"Sit on the edge of the bed, Detective," she said lowly, aware still that their boys were in the room down the hall.
Doing as he was told, he finally noticed the small sack she was holding in her left hand.
"Don't you wanna know what I brought you," she purred and he nodded reaching for the bag.
Handing it over, she ran her hands up his thighs as he slowly looked into the bag.
"My god…" he said, pulling out her regulation handcuffs, followed by a bottle of lube and her rabbit vibrator.
"Olivia Benson," he whispered in awe as she massaged him through his slacks.
In the three weeks since they'd started sleeping together, they'd wasted no time in exploring one another's bodies, kinks, likes and dislikes.
It was just last week that he'd had her hands held behind her back as he fucked her from behind that she'd made the comment.
Hand cuffs could be fun
Thankfully, he'd already made her cum twice because that was all it took for him to crash over the edge and fill her with his warm release.
She was giddy at how in shock and turned on he was, and pulled the Santa hat from her head, placing it lopsided on his own before slowly and methodically unbuttoning his shirt.
"Have you been good this year, Elliot," she whispered, running her tongue along the bottom of his earlobe.
"Y-yea…" he managed to whisper as she pushed his shirt down his arms and tossed it to the side, leaving his tie on.
Taking a half a step back, she admired his body. His muscles and the massive bulge outlined in his dress slacks.
"Well that's good…" she said, sinking to her knees between his legs and taking her time to pop open his pants and belt. "Cause I've been very naughty," she sighed dramatically as she pulled him free and wrapped her hand around his hard shaft.
Her eyes slid up his cock and muscled abs methodically, drinking in every inch of him, before meeting his own. "And I think I need to be punished."
It was the last words she said before the tip of his throbbing member was touching the back of her throat.
"Oliiiiviaaaa," he growled, squeezing his eyes shut as his hands flew to her head.
She bobbed up and down several times, hallowing her cheeks, before she pulled off with a pop and kissed his tip. "I spent half the year thinking about what your cock would taste like… and the other half thinking about how fucking good it would feel inside of me," she said, tracing the prominent vein on the underside of his cock with her tongue.
He shivered and she gently maneuvered him so that his balls sat above his underwear, giving her easy access to them.
"Liv," he groaned as gently massaged his swollen and full balls, kissing the underside of his cock again.
"What do you wanna do to me," she whispered. "I don't wanna make you cum just yet," she chided.
With strong arms, he grasped her forearms and brought her to her feet, standing up and towering over her.
"You're incredible, my friend Olivia," he said, backing her into the wall across from his bed. "And I'm so fucking in love with you," he moaned in between kisses.
Her breathing was increasing as he spoke and began kissing down her neck. "I don't wanna scare you or make you run," he said, paying special attention to her neck and her chest as he kissed down her body.
She was euphoric as she listened to him and felt his lips all over her body.
"You won't," she gasped as she felt the cool metal of her handcuffs close around her wrist.
He left them loose enough for her to slip off if she got nervous, and his thoughtfulness, even in the throws of his arousal, made her heart burst.
Taking her other hand, he gently cuffed it, allowing her to keep them in front if her body, and kissed back up to her mouth. "I don't want you to just be my friend, Olivia," he said.
"Well I thought that was pretty obvious," she replied through a tearful smile. "And I thought it was pretty obvious that I felt the same," she said, nipping at his bottom lip.
"I'm in a conundrum right now," he mused through a smile as his hands trailed under her barely there skirt and his fingers pushed her panties aside to graze her wet and swollen folds.
"Oh yeah?" She asked, mewling softly when he teased her entranced with one of his thick fingers.
"You look unbelievably sexy right now, and part of me wants to tease you and play with you and fuck you all the way until we have to wake up to open presents," he said into one ear, sliding his finger up into her.
Their simultaneous gasp at his entrance turned into a shared smile and he kissed across her face to whisper in her other ear.
"But the other half of me is head over fucking heels in love with you and about to cry at your admitting that you feel the same way, and all I wanna do to celebrate that is be as close to you as humanly possible, as soon as possible," he mumbled, kissing the spot behind her ear that made her squirm and starting to pump his finger up and down, in and out, at the most achingly slow pace.
"Sliding my cock deep into you until you can feel it in your fucking throat," she moaned as he added another finger and moved his face back to meet hers in a hot and sloppy kiss that melded perfectly with their tears.
"Making you come over and over and over again," he said, moving his thumb to her clit in effort to get her there for the second time that evening. "Filling you up with my fucking cum that you love so much."
The smirk that covered his face was borderline cocky as she clenched around him and he felt her legs begin to give out.
"You gonna come, Livia?" He asked her, moving his free hand to the intersection of her cheek and throat, and angling her head to look up to him.
His eyes were burning with desire and hers were fighting to stay open as she neared her edge. "I asked you a question," he said into her mouth, squeezing his hand ever so slightly.
"Y-yes…" she gasped, exploding between him and the wall in the most delicious sight he'd ever seen.
He slowed his fingers as she stopped shaking around him and he brought her down, asking his initial questions again.
"Tease your or make love until you cry?"
She was already crying from the intimacy of his words and actions and nodded quickly.
"Make love to me, El," she gasped and his face softened, lips turning into a smile.
"Gladly," he said, gently pulling her wrist free from the cuff so that it fell off the other.
Her arms went around his neck and he lifted her into his own, kissing her passionately as they both laughed softly and collapsed on the bed.
"You know you're gonna have to wear this another 600 times right," he asked her seriously and she giggled, sitting up on her arms he could unhook her bra.
"I figured," she smiled, pushing his pants and underwear all the way down and untying his tie.
He started to remove the hat and she shook her head. "Keep it on," she whispered, winking, and he couldn't help but laugh. "Yes ma'am."
In the focus of each-other, they completely missed the buzz of his phone indicating Kathleen was coming to drop off bikes she had gotten for Noah and Eli.
Dickie held the door open as she and Lizzie quietly rolled in the shining new bikes to where the Christmas tree was.
As they stood in the living room, adjusting the set up and making sure everything looked nice, they heard them.
"Elliot… Elliot yes baby…"
Her voice was soft and full of emotion as she rode him slowly with her hands braced on his chest.
"Olivia… fuck… I love you so much," came their fathers sharp and deep whisper next. "I'm so in love with you."
"I love you, Elliot… I'm so happy you oh fuck… right there baby right there… j-just like that… mhm. Mhm El baby yes," she gasped.
The three kids all made a quick face at one another as they tried to sneak out of the house before the climax of the performance they didn't sign up to hear.
"Right there? You like that," they heard their father hiss as he took control, thrusting his hips upwards.
"Mhm… mhm yes… yes please faster… oh El you're so big…"
"Like I was made for your pussy," he muttered, sitting up a bit so he could kiss her.
Kathleen went white and Lizzie pretended to puke as they rushed out of the house. "Fuck we have more gifts," Kathleen groaned.
Dickie shrugged. "I mean hey good for them, gives me hope for my future and clearly dad's packing."
"Richard!"
"Dickieeeee"
They scolded together as he laughed and shrugged, grabbing the rest of the boxes.
"We knew they were banging," he shrugged as they snuck back into the apartment.
In the bedroom, El was now sitting up fully, holding her waist tightly as she rode herself into absolute oblivion.
"Elliot… Elliot," she gasped, clenching around him. "I'm gonna… I'm… Ellllll," she whined as she lost her battle and he kept tight, circular pressure on her swollen bundle.
"I love you! I love you, I love you! I'm so in love with you. I'm so happy you're home. I'm so happy you came home to me," she gasped, as she squeezed tightly around him.
He let out a deep and low groan as he spilled into her, his cock twitching inside of her. "I love you, Livia… I love you more than life…"
She let a sob escape as he came hard and long into her. "Hmmmmmm. I love you." She whispered, reveling in the feeling of him.
"I love you… I love you so much…"
Her lips found his and they wiped one another's eyes, causing them to giggle.
"Cmon, let's get dressed and put gifts out," he said with a final kiss.
"Mo got us matching Christmas pajamas," she giggled softly.
"Did she??"
"Mhm, she snuck them to me and said we could wear if we wanted. They match the boys too."
"I think we should do it," he grinned stupidly and she bit her lip. "Okay…"
The emerged in their matching pajamas, holding hands and smiling.
Both stopped short when they saw three of the four older Stablers sat on the couch laughing silently and hysterically.
"Oh no," Liv muttered, going red, and El covered his face. "Have you all no shame."
"Dad how's the floor treating you tonight," Dickie said, trying to keep a straight face but losing it when El flipped him off.
"We texted," Lizzie shrugged. "We didn't hear much. Just most of it. Lots of I love you's… anything you wanna share?"
"Yeah… like you're dating?" Kathleen questioned.
Liv burrows her face in El's chest, shaking with laughter and embarrassment.
"You're all getting coal," he said, shaking his head.
Maybe Part 3 to wrap it up.
Christmas morning and such.