AN. im sorry if there are any mistakes. not sorry enough to proof read again at 1am. but sorry.
"It's just like old times"
Olivia laughs and shifts in her seat trying to stretch her stiffening muscles.
"We're much older now, it hurts"
SVU and OCCB had caught the same case yet again and after she had worked so well with Elliot a few months ago finding the missing girl she had taken him up as her partner without really checking with Bell if she minded. Luckily she had no issue with it, if she got to go home to her wife and leave Olivia looking out for Elliot that was fine by her. In fact at this point she would encourage it because these two idiots not being together yet was starting to get on her nerves.
So here they were four hours into a stake out and Olivia was losing patience fast. She knew now why these jobs were for the young and why Munch had always tried to pass these on to her and El.
She could feel him looking at her so she turns her face towards him and automatically smiles back even though she isn't sure what they're smiling about.
"What?"
"I was just thinking about the old days"
"What about them?"
Elliot falters for a moment and turns away from her to speak.
"The things I used to wish would happen"
She raises an eyebrow at him even though he's still looking straight ahead.
"Oh yea?"
Satisfied she wasn't offended by the comment he turns to face her again and smiles.
"The last time I did it in the backseat of a car I got Kathy pregnant"
She laughs loudly at his comment and faces forward.
"I think i'm a bit old for that"
"Back then though I used to think how it would only take one time. How one crazy moment in the backseat of a car gave me a child…"
"And you wanted to give me one?"
She furrows her brow in confusion wondering if she was mishearing him and turns back to face him. His face was serious as he looked back at her.
"I would have given you anything if you'd have asked"
She turns in her seat to face him bully and raises her hand to his face, palming his cheek and smiling softly at him.
"I wanted to. Who better than you to give me a child than you but I knew it was wrong and so did god so I guess he gave me the next best thing. A child with no father"
Elliot's face drops and he feels guilty. Guilty that he never gave her what she wanted and guilty for being part of the reason she never went out and got it for herself.
"El it's ok. The past is the past"
"I'm sorry I was so weak back then"
She shakes her head and moves her hand down to his chin to lift his face up so she could look into his eyes better.
"You were strong. So strong"
They look into each other's eyes for a moment before Elliot reaches out and cups her face. She stills beneath his touch, not daring to move until she knows his intention. His eyes flicker to her lips and back to her eyes questioningly but she gives him nothing. She doesn't know what she wants herself.
Elliot decides to risk it. He might not have been weak back then having not made a move but he was now. He needed to prove his intentions, no more blurred lines or excuses. He wanted to make his intentions clear. He wanted to be with her. So he leans in slowly and she doesn't move, her eyes flicker to his lips briefly and her head tilts to the side ever so slightly as he moves towards her.
He wants to be sure this is what she wants before he does it. He doesn't want to push his lips upon her and have only a ghostly feel of them as he is pushed away so he leaves a space between them. Close enough that she can lean in and kiss him herself.
Olivia's heart has stopped. She wonders if she should tell him to call a bus because she isn't sure of the last time she took a breath. How do you react when a moment that you've waited over twenty years for is about to happen? She knows she wants it but she wants him to kiss her, she wants to be able to say it's him that made the first move. Each of their hands are on the other cheek and she can feel his hot breath against her lips. He hasn't even touched her yet but already she can feel her lower half reacting to his hand touching her for this long.
He can hear his heart pounding in his ear so loudly he barely hears her when she speaks.
"Kiss me El"
Luckily even with his old age he manages to hear those two words. Or maybe he had just imagined them, lord knows he had imagined them many times over the years. Even after years of being the opposite side of the world from her he'd still hear her whisper those words to him in his sleep, he'd still wake up hard and panting as he imagined her on top of him.
Elliot closes the small gap between them and Olivia's eyes slip closed as their lips touch. He kisses her so softly she barely feels it. She had expected their first kiss to be hard and fast, in the heat of the moment, maybe during a row when everything was intense but this was better. He kisses her again and she moves her hand from his face to the back of his neck as he takes her bottom lip between his.
She pulls his head closer to her and opens her mouth to deepen the kiss and instantly, as if he was waiting for exactly that he swipes his tongue out over her lips and she opens her mouth letting her tongue meet his.
Elliots hand moves to the back of her head and grips a handful of her hair and she lets out a low groan into his mouth that makes his dick twitch. He can feel himself getting hard and he felt like that teenager making out in a car all over again where a girl kissing him was enough to give him a raging hard on but he wasn't embarrassed by it this time. He was kissing Olivia Benson and any man that didn't get hard at just the thought was insane.
Olivia moves her spare hand from the seat between them and places it on his neck but it doesn't take long until it's trailing down his chest and over his abs and she doesn't even realise she's pushing up his top until his hand grabs at her wrist and stills her hand on his abs.
"Liv" he pants against her lips. She opens her eyes to find his only inches from hers just as dilated and full of lust. "I.. Fuck"
He takes back his thoughts about not being embarrassed because he is certain he might end up cuming in his pants in front of her if she touches him even slightly. He needs to stop kissing her before it happens but he isn't sure he has the strength to tell her they can't carry on when she is offering him something he's been waiting nearly half of his life for.
She looks down and notices the bulge in his pants as he leans back and against the headrest with his hand covering his face and it makes her smile. Glad that even at her age she can make men this close to the edge just by kissing them. She looks out into the empty stress around them, nothing seemed to be happening. Nothing had happened all night. It was nearing 3am and she reminds herself the windows are pretty blacked out from the outside.
"Elliot.."
He reluctantly looks at her worried she might laugh at him but instead he finds her smirking and nodding to the back seat.
"It's not too late"
Fuck
Did she really just invite him to fuck her in the back seat of her car? He told himself to pinch his arm but if this was a dream he didn't want to wake up from it until he had got to fuck her anyway.
"Are you serious?"
"Don't you want to do it anymore?"
He doesn't answer her with words, instead he pushes himself up onto his knees and she moves backwards so he doesn't accidentally hit her as he climbs over his chair into the backseat. She laughs as she watches his large body push through the small space but she understood why he was so determined. When he sat himself in the middle seat, legs spread and his hard dick pushing through those jeans she licked her lips and pushed herself out of her own seat, clambering over to join him.
He watches her climb between the two seats and the street light shines behind her head and now he understands. He isn't asleep, he's dead.
Olivia shakes off her blazer and chucks it on the front seat before climbing on top of his body. Her thighs are spread either side of his and even though she's hovering a safe distance above his erection she can feel the heat between her legs. Elliot places his hands on either side of her thighs and she resists the urge to grind down onto him. She knows if she starts she won't be able to stop and she'll end up getting off by dry humping him in the back seat of her car and that isn't how she wants her first orgasm by him to go down.
Elliot has appreciated this time to try and control himself down below. Thinking of the most erection killing things he can think of and he now feels safe to be able to touch her again, he just hopes he gets to be inside her before he loses it again.
"Come here" he tells her, arching his head up towards her and she leans down, placing her hands on his shoulders and connecting their lips again. It's slower this time, both painfully aware they're both on the edge and while neither expect it to last very long they at least want to be having sex before it does.
His hands move up her thighs and around to cup her ass and he squeezes it. He feels like every place he gets to finally touch her would be something ticked off his bucket list. She pretty much is his whole bucket list right now. When he squeezes her ass it pulls her body closer and the restraint she had to keep herself off his erection falters under his shifting of her body. She groans as she gives in and grins herself onto him, slipping her hands around his neck and squeezing slightly as she kisses him deeper.
"Liv I need.."
He doesn't need to finish the sentence, she knows exactly what he needs. She pushes herself off him and into the seat next to him to unzip her boots and throw them down into the footwell. He does the same throwing his into the opposite side and she pushes her trousers and underwear down in one kicking them into a pile on the floor. She is climbing back on top of him before he has his fully off, they're barely past his knees but she doesn't care, all that she needs is free from its confinement.
"Am I dreaming?" He asks her and she laughs.
"Maybe we both are"
"Maybe I'll wake up and it'll be 2007 again and I'll know what mistakes not to make"
She smiles sadly at him wishing it would be that easy to go back and change things.
"Maybe we need to just appreciate what we have, that we can be together now"
Together now. Repeats over and over in his head as he reaches up to kiss her. Were they together now? He wasn't going to risk asking and having his world crash instead he was going to fuck Olivia Benson as his girlfriend. If they were going to act like horny teenagers in every other way, why not call her his girlfriend as well.
Olivia's hand moves between their bodies and finds his dick and starts to stroke him. He bucks into her hand and grabs at her hips pulling her so far forward she knocks the hand wrapped around his dick and he moves his between them to take hers away. He can already feel his precum spilling over her hand and he knows he doesn't have long left.
When Elliot pushes her hips up and takes his length in his hand to hold it steady for her to lower herself onto, she moves her head back and they both look down between them as he finally enters her. She gasps at the same time he lets out a long "Fuckkk" as they finally feel just what it feels like for him to be inside her.
She's a lot more overcome with emotion than she had expected. She'd never cried during sex before but she felt the sting of tears in her eyes right now. For those ten years at the very least she thought her final chances of this ever happening had walked out of her life forever.
Elliot lifts her head and he can see the look in her eyes and he wants to say so many things. He wants to tell her he loves her for real this time, with no confusion on who he is talking to. He wants to tell her he is sorry for leaving her. He wants to tell her that he is never going to leave her again but he knows these things deserve to be said when they're not over stimulated by lust, when she can look him in the eye and know he isn't saying these things because his dick is inside her. So instead he kisses her and tries to convey everything through the way his lips touch hers.
Eventually she starts to rock, lifting her body slightly and slamming back down and when he finds her rhythm he pushes back up to meet her and she moans into his mouth, pulling back slightly and biting his lips.
"That feels so good"
That's the best praise he has ever gotten. He'd been complimented many times in his life but none of them meant as much as Olivia telling him that he made her feel good in that way.
"You feel so good Liv fuck. Too good"
She laughs slightly and arches her body slightly so that her clit is rubbing against his pelvis. He gets what she is trying to do and lowers his body slightly to help and when he hears a low moan leave her throat he knows he made the right move.
Elliot's eyes were already squeezed closed, the sound of the wet slapping making him dig his fingers into her so hard he knew she'd see marks in the morning but he couldn't trust himself to open his eyes and see her above him, her mouth hanging open slightly and her eyes closed and letting out small moans because he didn't think he'd be able to hold back.
"Oh god Liv fuck. I need.. Tell me what you need"
She opens her eyes and she can see him finally looking up at her. She noticed how sweaty he was and she wondered how disgusting she must look sweating over him while he thinks it's the best sight he's ever seen.
She takes both of her hands to grab his and places them on her breasts, massaging her hands over his and moaning at the feeling of him squeezing her tits. When her head falls back she can see how steamed up the windows are and she grins to herself, she quite likes the thought of people knowing what they're doing in here.
Elliot pushes her hands away and uses his to palm at them and squeeze her nipples through her top. He can feel them hardening even between all the layers and he wonders how hard he could get them with her mouth.
He moves his hands from her to grab the bottom of her top and push it off over her head throwing it to the floor and that's when he notices the scars on her body. She had been watching him, waiting for the inevitable question but before he could ask anything she took his hands and placed them back on her breasts. Silently telling him not now. He doesn't fight her on it, he knows he owes her the respect of everything on her terms and her time frame so he gives his attention back to the place she clearly wants it.
Leaning forward he kisses the curves of her breasts pushed out of her bra before he realises that is the only item of clothing she has left on at this point. It was pointless, he might as well take that off as well so he reaches around and unclasps it and then he's grinning like a kid seeing boobs for the first time as they bob in front of his face as she bounces on top of him.
"If we'd have done this back then I'd have missed out on these". His voice is muffled as he tries to kiss and lick every part of her he could reach. He'd seen they'd grown. It had embarrassingly been one of the first things he had noticed as his wife lay dying in the hospital but they were perfect. She giggles at him again but the laugh soon turns into a moan as he takes a nipple into his mouth and flicks his tongue over it before sucking hard and then going back to graze his teeth over her.
"Fuckkk"
Her hands reach up to the ceiling and one slips forward leaving a smeared handprint down the back of the window and she grins at the sight of it.
He moves to the other one and repeats the way he flicks his tongue over her nipple as his other hand thumbs the one his mouth had just left and she is groaning on top of him.
"Yes, just like that El. Oh god"
When he sees the effect touching her there is having he changes tactics and with his mouth still moving between her breasts he places both hands around her waist and holds her still and starts to thrust upwards into her.
"Oh god yes El…Faster.."
He puts all his concentration into doing as she tells him, he tells himself no orgasm is worth not giving Olivia one and it sees him through, it gives him the last bit of energy he needs to fuck her as hard as she wants him to. He can feel her juices spilling onto him as she still manages to rub her clit against his body.
"Fuck Liv you're so fucking sexy" he practically growls at her as he watches her above him. She's biting her lip trying to hold back the screams threatening to let loose and he wonders what she sounds like when she lets herself go, when they're not in a public street. He can't wait to find out.
Her hands return to his shoulders, digging her nails into his neck and the back of his head as she holds him close to make sure he doesn't let up the attack on her nipples. Her movements are becoming more erratic now, she can feel the pressure building from her clit raising to meet the pleasure coming from his mouth on her nipples.
"Oh fuck El, I…"
"Let me watch you come, Liv. Fuck"
She opens her eyes to meet his, she doesn't think he's even blinking right now too scared to miss a moment and the sight of him that intent on seeing her come spurs her on.
"I'm gunna.. Uuh"
"That's right. Come for me Liv right here"
"Fuckk"
"Come all over that cock. Fuck its so hard for you"
"Uuuuhhh"
Her attempts to be quiet were thrown out the window when her orgasm hits and she screams out. As much as he tried to hold back he couldn't any longer. The second he felt her tighten around him he was gone, thrusting a few more times into her as he spilled into her.
"Liv. Fuckkk" he called out as he came inside her and she kept fucking his as much as she could move, her own orgasm prolonged by the feeling of him emptying himself in her. She leans down and kisses him as they're both still coming undone and it's the most intense orgasm she's had in a long time if ever.
"Oh fuck" she says again for what must have been the 100th time since they had got in the back seat but she was lost for other words to describe how good it was after twenty five years of foreplay.
They stayed like that, holding each other until their breathing calmed down and Elliot had to reluctantly admit to himself and Liv that if he didn't move soon he wasn't sure he ever would be able to again and she had laughed at him again but lifted herself off him and laid her naked body across the seat next to him.
"You're lucky these seats are leather" she jokes as she feels him start to pour out of her.
"I'd have paid the cleaning bill no problems"
They laugh together and she reaches out to take his hand.
"So would I"
He grins at her then and lifts her hand up to him and leans down the rest of the way to kiss it. She smiles back at him and is surprised at how comfortable she is to lay here fully naked infront of him, legs thrown across his body and probably looking sweaty as hell, her make up probably running down her face and then she remembers than anyone walking past could probably see her through the windscreen and suddenly she is up and popping her head around the seat to make sure.
Thankfully nobody was staring through the window but the fear now had her scrabbling around for her clothes on the floor and Elliot sighs at going back to reality.
"Do you think we can go now Captain? I don't think we're going to see anything. Or worse we missed them"
She smirks at him and the way he says the word captain so flirtily.
"We could go back to my place. Or yours?" he asks hopefully.
"El I really will need to sleep when I get in"
"Oh"
It's clear he's disappointed but she leans over and places a kiss on his lips.
"But you can come back with me if you promise to keep your hands to yourself"
"Is my tongue included in that as well?"
She ponders her response for a moment.
"I'll let you know on that one detective"
He grins and leans forward to pull his own clothes on properly and prays to god she isn't that tired when they get home.
