This is my very first attempt to write a fanfiction so please be gentle. I'm not a writer and English is not my first language so please forgive any errors. Mistakes are mine. The characters belong to Dick Wolf. Im just here to let Langson shine. Without further ado here is a little Langson sexyness. I hope you like it.
Olivia was standing in the bedroom looking in the mirror surveying her looks. She was wearing a shiny, cream-colored, high-waist, pleated skirt and a black tight top over which she wore a baby blue jacquard weave jacket that tied in the front. Her hair was loose and slightly curled. Her makeup was subtle yet evening toned. While she tried to decide if the look was appropriate she yelled through the apartment.
"Tell me again, what exactly is this thing?" Trevor walked back towards the bedroom. "It's a dinner-thing." He was standing in the doorway now. "You look very nice. You'll outshine everyone. You always do" Olivia gave him a little look. "You're biased, but thank you" She smiled at him. "But am I going to this thing as your girlfriend or as SVU-captain for the borough of Manhattan? I'm confused"
She looked a little frustrated and Trevor tried to ease her mind. "He is my boss and friend who also happens to be running for Police Commissioner, so maybe a little bit of both. Just think of him as my boss/friend who by the end of the year could be your boss." Olivia chuckled slightly. " I hate these things. I hate the politics of it." "For somebody who hates the politics of it all, you're very good at it" He looked at her that way that made like would always support her. Despite his words being a little offensive there was no blame in them. It really was just praise. She was working on being better at accepting praise without making a joke so despite the words being on her tongue she settled for giving the handsome man in the doorway a little smile. He looked delicious in dark jeans, light blue shirt and dark blazer. His hair was short and the salt and pepper beard was making her bite her lower lip ever so slightly.
Trevor caught her eyes lingering over him. "You are staring Ms. Benson!" She pulled her eyes from his face. Busted "Sorry. I like the view" Trevor chuckled. "You're shameless, woman. I like it! Now can we go so we wont be late?"
They arrived at the expensive brown stone 20 minutes later. Despite Trevor's attempt to calm her nerves earlier, Olivia was still feeling a little apprehensive about the whole thing. Was she here as a captain of the NYPD or as Trevor's girlfriend or just as Olivia? Trevor rang the doorbell just as Olivia stepped up next to him leaning back on her heel. A woman a little younger than Olivia opened the door. She looked casual chic with her hair tied up and subtle make up. "Trevor! So good to see you" the woman exclaimed while her smile lit up her face. "And you must be the famous Olivia Benson. I have heard so much about you and surprisingly enough only praise. So nice to finally meet you"
The woman smiled warmly at Olivia who returned her smile. Trevor's friend/boss came to the door. "Trevor and Olivia so good of you to come. You both look great. Come on in" Olivia had met Trevor's boss, Adam a few times before. Since he began campaigning for the position of Police Commissioner she had encountered him more frequently at work related events. She liked him even though he did have that political side to him that made her a little weary. Olivia stepped into foyer with Trevor right behind her. She let Trevor help her take off her jacket and felt his reassuring hand on her back. "Are you okay?" he whispered as he took her coat. She smiled and nodded. "I think Adam likes you" he continued. "But I haven't said one word" Olivia looked a little surprised at Trevor's observation. "That's what he likes" Trevor gave her a small wink. "Don't worry I have told him what you are really like" Olivia gave him a look. "So you gossip about me?" she challenged. "Oh, honey, I brag about you everywhere" She looked at him a little funny. She knew that he actually didn't. That he was a private person by nature, but the thought of him being comfortable enough to talk about her in public with people he considered friends made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. She smiled to herself at the feeling and wondered for a moment if it would inappropriate to kiss Trevor in the front of professional relations. She settled for grabbing his hand and caressing his wrist. He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back of her hand. Interlaced their hands and walked with her into the living room of the house.
The dinner went quite well. Olivia felt at ease. The people next to her at the table were easy and delightful to talk to. Despite all of them somehow having a hand in politics they were funny and candid. And so was two rather large glasses of wine also helped loosen her up. So when she patted Trevor's thigh to get him to pass the wine she left her hand there just because it felt nice and she returned her attention to the conversation. Trevor felt the warmth of her hand through his dark jeans. He smiled to himself as he put his arm on the back of her chair and looked at her proudly. She was charming and witty. She engaged in conversation and she listened to what people said. She had this natural authority about her that demanded attention when she spoke, but it wasn't dominating or oppressing to be around. Her empathy allowed for other people to take up space as well. And he absolutely loved that about her. She was a boss, no doubt about it, but her curious nature allowed her to grow as a human being on a daily basis. She was a work in progress and she was proud of it. If he wasn't already head over heels in love with her he was absolutely certain he would have fallen for her right then and there at the dinner table. Her smile and her eyes were lighting up the room. She wasn't just attractive in a classical sense. She somehow transcended what he would normally consider beauty to something beyond this world. He loved her, he knew that. This wasn't just normal infatuation or brain chemistry. He wanted to know her on every level. And he did know her very well which made him a little proud if he was being totally honest. He knew that he could get her to blush by running his fingers over her wrist and that she liked it when he licked over her collar bone and down her sternum.
Trevor was pulled out of his thoughts by Olivia leaning into his space asking for water. She had untied her sky blue jacket so her black v-neck top was showing. The blue pendant of her necklace dangling slightly drew his eyes to her cleavage. His eyes landed on the curve of her breast and he felt himself react. And as Olivia slid her hand a little higher on his thigh, arousal shot through his veins and he twitched uncomfortably on the chair. Olivia looked up and saw his eyes go a shade darker. She bit her bottom lip and smiled at him. Basking in his gaze. She liked the way he looked at her even in public. Like she was the only one in the room and that he wanted her. She could have him looking at her like that forever. Olivia inhaled deeply through her nose and squeezed his arm.
The party soon moved to the living room where people were standing around in smaller groups. Olivia was standing talking to a few of the male guests who seemed to stare at her intently and not always on her face. She could feel Trevor's piercing eyes through the room and every time she looked at him he was drinking her in with a slightly possessive look on his face. She felt like he was undressing her with his eyes, claiming her and it was making her head spin and sending pulsations through her. Olivia smiled into her coffee and returned attention to the conversation. Minutes later she felt his presence behind her as he came to stand beside her. He put his hand on the small of her back. She could feel the warmth of his hand through her thin top and it was sending heat waves through her body making it hard for her to follow the conversation. Trevor joined the chattering for a few minutes before leading in close to her ear and whispered "I'm thinking about taking you away from these douchebags, going home and getting you out of those clothes and making you scream my name. How do you feel about that?" Her eyes widened as he spoke and when she looked at him she saw that his eyes had turned completely dark. Before she could form a response he walked behind her and out of the room. On the way, he dragged his index finger over her back from hip to hip making her shutter and her breath go shallow for a second. Olivia took a few moments to regain her bearings before excusing herself from the conversation. She walked out into the hallway and saw Trevor leaning against the wall. Good God he looked so sexy and gorgeous. Sometimes she was slightly intimidated by how good-looking he was. His perfectly set jawline. That salt and pepper beard masking how sinfully handsome he in fact was. Those green-blue eyes that radiated warmth and trust from behind the glasses. It was also making her lose her breath. She walked towards him. "Are you following me, Captain?" The deep timbre of his voice rolled towards her and tickled her ears. It was like whipped cream and honey in her ears. Airy and rich at the same time and the sound of his voice alone was doing things to her.
She recovered fast though. "I wanted to hear if that was a promise you made in there" She was standing before him with raised eyebrows licking her painted lips. He pulled her in so she was flushed against his body. "Oh, it's a promise!" Trevor's hands came up to grip her face and held her head in place while he crashed his mouth to hers. It took Olivia less than a second to respond. She opened her mouth to grant his tongue access. She had to work hard to suppress the moan that was threatening to spill from her throat. Instead, she ended up rolling her hips against him in a way that made Trevor's eyes roll back in his head and his hands squeeze her ass instinctively. He let out a small groan. "Stop! We can't do that here" Olivia had to swallow and inhale into her stomach. "You are right. This is your boss's house. And possibly my soon to be boss" She looked up and met his eyes and as if they had one voice that both stated at the same time. "You wanna go?" and they both laughed. They found their coats and made hasty goodbyes making up some excuse about Noah coming home early in the morning.
The cab ride back to Trevor's apartment luckily was short and they kept their restraint for the most parts even though Trevor did kiss her neck once and bit her ear lobe slightly sending her stomach somersaulting. Anticipation mixed with arousal fuelled by the wine was floating through her and she had to clench her thighs together to relieve some of the pressure that was building there. As the cab pulled up the sidewalk she couldn't resist the urge to lean in and whisper in his ear. "Come get me, counsellor. I'll make your dreams come true"
Olivia practically ran out the cap and past the doorman towards the elevator with Trevor not far behind. They stepped in and he pressed the button to the 16th floor. "Why do you live on the 16th floor…." Olivia whined. "It's so far away." Trevor put his arms around her pulled her flush against his body and looked down at her. "I would consider moving if you kissed me again"
Olivia gripped the collar of his jacket and pulled him to her. He reached his lips to hers and gripped her hips under her coat. The kiss heated quickly and Olivia moaned softly into his mouth. Trevor pushed her back into the corner of the elevator while letting his hands wander up her body to her breasts kneading them through her clothes. His mouth moved to her neck and his tongue swiped her collar bone. He groaned against her as she let out the smallest whips. The sounds he was eliciting from her almost made him lose his mind with want. "Good God women what do you do to me? I'm actually considering fucking you right here in this elevator" His breathing was shallow and it took everything in him not to remove his pants and fuck into her with her panties still around her legs. Olivia felt his obvious arousal press against her and it was making her body respond in all the right places. "If you keep those hands working I might let you". Her voice was low and seductive yet slightly shaky. Trevor halted his movements and looked at her in awe. "You are the sexist creature on Earth. I love you so fucking much." He moved his hands to cup her cheeks and kissed her with everything he had. He wanted to devour her. He wanted to feel every part of her body against his and to make her body sing and her world explode.
The elevator dinged and he practically dragged her with him. Olivia grinned and stumbled with him. As soon as they were inside his apartment Trevor removed his coat and jacket in one motion and walked her back against the wall while she removed her own coat. He kicked the outerwear to the side and pushed her up against the wall. His hands were filtering through her hair as he kissed her with need. His fingers brushed her earlobes and continued over her throat, making her moan. His mouth moved to her collarbone and he tried to yank her top down. "Up! Up...over my head" Olivia panted a little frantic. He gripped the hem of the top and pulled the garment over her head revealing the peach-colored bra that always made his mouth water. Olivia pushed off the wall slightly silently begging him to touch her. Her eyes heavy with lust. Trevor smiled and bit his lower lip before he let his tongue taste her skin licking over the globe of her breast. He moved his mouth over her lace-covered nipple and bit slightly into it. Olivia giggled and let out soft moans while his hands moved to her back and undid her bra clasp. She rounded her shoulders so the bra slid down her arms and Trevor threw it to parts unknown. He licked his lips at the sight of her full rounded heavy breasts coming into full view. "God I want you". Olivia smiled. "I'm all yours" He brushed the side of both her breasts before attaching his mouth to one nipple and pinching the other between his thumb and forefinger. Her nipples hardened painfully fast at his actions as she moaned more loudly. While he continued sucking and biting at her chest his fingers searched for the zipper of her skirt. He found it and pulled it but couldn't work the tiny clasp holding the skirt up much to his frustration. Trevor growled in annoyance. "I can't get this off" Olivia chuckled and moved the skirt so she could open the clasp.
Meanwhile, Trevor removed his shirt and returned his attention to Olivia soon enough to see the skirt slide off her hips leaving her in just peach panties and the sky blue heels; the sight made his mouth water and his lower stomach cling. He was on her in seconds and just about to hike up her thighs around him, but she stopped him. "No. Let's stay here. I want you to take me here in the kitchen" She walked a few feet over to the counter.
Trevor stood as if he was glued to the floor completely mesmerized by her actions. It wasn't until she gripped onto the edge of the table and looked at him over her shoulder that he was propelled into action. He removed his pants and boxer briefs in one motion. Moved to her and kissed the nape of her neck and her shoulder blades making her shiver. "You are a goddess Olivia." His mouth was on the shell of her ear teeth nipping slightly at her ear lope. His hands smoothed over her heated skin up forwards her jaw and continued down her front. His hands came to cover both her breasts. Grabbing them like they belonged to him. Olivia groaned loudly as her head fell back against his chest.
His hands found her panties and he yanked them down her legs and notched her legs further apart with his thigh. "You're mine" He entered her with such force that Olivia felt like he pushed the air out of her lungs. She gripped the edge of the table harder as she adjusted to his welcome intrusion. "You good?" he asked from behind. She nodded "Mmm all good and I'm all yours. Only yours" she breathed out. "Keep going. Don't stop...Oh God!" She felt his large hand on her back pushing her upper body down on the cold marble surface of the counter while he kept rutting up into her and it felt so good. Her naked breasts against the cold marble. Her hips bone against the tabletop and Trevor's fingers digging into her flesh. At this point her body was working against her falling on the very good side of pain. She knew she would be sore in the morning but it would be worth it. She was enjoying Trevor having control over her body at this moment. Control she had willingly given him because she trusted him with everything. He gripped her hips and tilted her a little. She felt the sting of his hand when he slapped her ass cheek. She pushed her ass back with purpose and with his next thrust he hit that spot that made her world explode. She breathed out a couple of profanities. A thin layer of sweat spread over her entire body as he kept thrusting into her hitting that spot and when she felt his finger trail down the dip of her spine. His breathing getting more labored as he picked up speed and she was thrown over the edge one more time. Only this time Trevor followed her into orgasmic paradise as her inner walls clamped around him. He collapsed on top of her.
"That was…" He couldn't finish the sentence so Olivia did it for him. "Intense.. I think." After regaining enough strength Trevor stood up and immediately dropped to his knees. Olivia's eyes widened in surprise but he just smiled. He lifted her legs out of her blue heels. "You can't wear those to bed. It's too uncomfortable" and Olivia smiled with teary eyes at his loving gesture. That man was truly wonderful and adored her more than anything and fucked her with such passion. She turned and followed him to his kneeling position and kissed him.