Welcome back to Family Bonds! I still don't like the title so if anyone has any other ideas I am all ears. I'm not gonna ramble on too much because this chapter is wordy enough but no matter how many times I've rewritten it, it never seems quite right. So please do let me know your thoughts afterwards! All reviews are appreciated.

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Olivia sighed contentedly and let her eyes fall closed as she lay in Elliot's arms on the couch. She thought back over the evening and smiled. They had been on their date and she'd been nervous, especially since Elliot refused to tell her anything about it, but it had been the best night. It was simple. Elliot had picked her up and still wouldn't tell her where he was taking her, just that they had a reservation and not to stress. Now, her smile widened when she remembered the moment she'd opened the door to him.

She hadn't gone all out when she was getting ready, but she'd definitely made an effort. Her long hair was curly, with her eye makeup a little heavier than usual, she'd worn a form-fitting black dress that stopped just above her knee, black strappy heels and accessorized with some gold jewelry. Elliot had been speechless. She wasn't generally insecure about her appearance, but she had to admit that his reaction had given her a confidence boost. It was by no means the first time he'd seen her all dressed up after all, they had more than their fair share of undercover ops under their belts, but it was the first time he'd seen her dressed up just for him.

Dinner had been at a cozy Italian restaurant, it was under new management, but it was the same place they'd had their first dinner as partners after their first tough case together. She'd assumed he had gone home but he'd surprised her by returning with a bag full of takeout Italian food, they'd stayed at the precinct well into the night, until he was convinced she was feeling a little better before he took her home for the night.

She was amazed he remembered. But she shouldn't be she realized. He always noticed more than he let on, and he held onto the small details possibly more than she did. He knew she'd been anxious about leaving Grace for too long, so he'd ordered dessert to go before driving her back home, and while she'd checked on their daughter, he plated up the desserts and found her favorite movie to watch. She'd changed when she returned to the living room and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that he hadn't been the one to take her dress off. To him though, she looked just as good wearing a pair of gray sweats and a baggy white t-shirt as she did in the dress.

Now she was tucked into Elliot's side as he lay along the couch with his arm draped over her. It was bliss. She could hear his heartbeat, feel it under the hand that rested on his chest. She bit her lip and hummed when she felt him bring his hand up and run his fingers through her long hair. She brought one leg up and let it come to rest on top of his as she shifted slightly, tilting her chin to look up at him. When she met his eyes, the look he was giving her sent a shock of heat straight to her core.

It wasn't long before he dropped his lips to meet hers and she kissed him back hard. His hand fell from her hair to her back, pulling her flush against him. Elliot knew she could feel him growing hard under her thigh, but for a change she wasn't hitting the brakes. Instead, she was pressing into him, using the palm on his chest as leverage to move over him and deepen the kiss even more.

He let out a throaty laugh when she moved to straddle him, barely breaking the kiss. One hand came up to tuck her hair behind her ear as she pulled back ever so slightly.

"Really, Benson?" His voice was laced with amusement as he raised one eyebrow at her. "Jumping me after the first date?"

"Oh, we're way past that, baby."

The seduction in her voice was killing him and he said nothing but pulled her back down for a kiss, his hands sliding up inside of her t-shirt. She gasped when his hands moved around to cup her breasts and he grinned when he realized that while she'd gotten rid of the dress, whatever she'd been wearing under it remained. She reveled in the feeling of him massaging her, his thumbs playing with her hard nipples as she sat up in his lap.

She looked at him through hooded lids and rolled her hips over him, smirking when he bit back a groan. "How about we move this to the bedroom?"

"What about Grace?"

Olivia smiled at his thoughtfulness, but she did not want their first time having sex as a couple to be on her couch. "I moved her to the nursery when I got changed."

She climbed off of him and held out a hand, he grabbed it and she pulled him to his feet. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back against him, pressing a few hot kisses to her neck before he released her and she dragged him in the direction of her bedroom.

They were both grateful that Grace was mostly sleeping through the night now. It was barely eleven and if recent weeks had been anything to go by, at worst, they'd have another couple of hours before she woke up. At best they'd have all night.

Olivia laughed in surprise when they reached the bed and Elliot spun her around. He sat on the bed, staring up at her, his hands on her hips. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw the look in his eyes. Complete adoration, unconditional love, whatever it was, it terrified her. But for the first time she didn't feel like running. Instead, she ran her hands over his cropped hair to cup the back of his head.

"I love you."

Her voice was barely a whisper but he heard her loud and clear. He knew how much it scared her to need him, and to open herself up to being hurt again, but he was going to do everything in his power to assure her than he was never leaving her again. He'd start by making sure that tonight was nothing like the last time they'd slept together. This time he'd make sure she felt the love he had for her, rather than the raw need, attraction and frustration he'd shown her last time.

He moved his hand slowly from her hips upward, taking her t-shirt with them until she lifted her arms and pulled it over her head for him, dropping it on the floor somewhere out of sight. He stilled for a moment to take her in. She was stunning, even wearing just her sweats and a black lacy bra. She hadn't been too concerned with getting her figure back after having Grace, but she'd started coming to his gym, letting him push her through grueling workouts to get some of her muscle and fitness back again. It had paid off and she was once again slim and toned, he didn't care though, if he was honest he couldn't wait to have another baby with her, watch her bump grow and be there this time when their baby was born. He'd kept that admission to himself for now, there was no way Olivia was ready for that yet.

The feeling of her short nails scratching at the back of his head brought him back to reality and he pulled her in close. He placed a kiss to her stomach and pulled her down on top of him as he trailed his kisses higher. She let out a small squeal of surprise when he flipped them, placing one hard kiss to her lips before he pushed off of her and allowed her to shuffle back toward the pillows. He unbuttoned a few of the buttons on his shirt before he whipped it off over his head and let it fall on the floor.

Olivia brought her hands up to his solid abs, lightly running her fingers over him. He shivered above her and she took advantage of his moment of weakness to flip them again. She moved to straddle him and felt his erection come into contact with her core, despite the layers of clothing between them, she let out a soft sigh. It had been way, way too long since she'd had anything more intimate than a few make out sessions on the couch. She pushed off of him and stood up as her hands moved to the waistband of the sweats. She pushed them down slowly and lifted her eyes to meet his as she stepped out of them and kicked them to the side.

Elliot smirked as she climbed onto the bed and crawled over him, her knees on either side of his hips. She cupped him through his jeans and he hissed at the sensation before he kissed her again. She gave him a squeeze through his jeans and her hands dropped to his belt buckle. He let her undo the belt and his jeans before he rolled her onto her back, hips lips moving to her neck as his hand slipped into the thong that matched her bra.

She moaned and bucked into him when he started to stroke her. She was already dripping and all she wanted was him. Instead, he kept his hips away from her, stroking her sensitive folds. His fingers moved upward an she let out a small cry when he applied a little pressure to her throbbing clit. It really had been too long. She was seconds away from falling over the edge already and they hadn't even done anything yet.

He continued his ministrations, gently circling her clit, sucking on her pulse point and working her into a small frenzy without even trying. He placed a ghost of a kiss on her earlobe before he whispered in her ear.

"Come for me, Liv. You know you want to. We're just getting started."

That was all she needed. Her whole body tensed and she gripped his hips as her first orgasm of the night washed over her. As she caught her breath she watched him rid himself of his jeans and underwear, she bit her lip when she took in his naked form and quickly removed her bra, leaving her thong for him to deal with.

He moved over her, laying her back down as he caressed her breasts. He let out a low groan when he felt her hand on him, giving him a gentle squeeze. She continued pumping him slowly as he started pulling her ruined underwear from her hips. Once she was naked she grinned at him and pulled him down to her level.

"I've been waiting so long for this."

He said nothing but knew she was aware that he felt the same way. After their first time together she was all he wanted, not Kathy, not a random hookup from a bar, her. And now she was his. He moved over her and took both of her hands in one of his. With his free hand, he lined himself up with her entrance and let out a sigh as he pushed slowly into her. Olivia's eyes fluttered closed and she arched into him, taking a moment to allow herself to adjust before she looked up at him again and gave an almost imperceptible nod.

He moved slowly, taking his time to worship her as she began to move with him. The feeling of him inside her again was almost too much and she squeezed her eyes shut against the blissfully slow build up of pleasure. His lips were on her neck once more and she dug her nails into his shoulders. His breath was coming in short bursts and between the sound of her moaning and the sight of her trembling beneath him, he wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last. He froze for a moment as panic struck him, despite what happened last time, they hadn't used protection and he had no idea if she was on birth control or not. Before he could say or do anything about it, Olivia rolled her hips into him once more and that was it. She convulsed under him, triggering his own orgasm. He shot his seed into her, breathing heavily as he momentarily forgot about the potential consequences of their actions.

He looked over at Olivia, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. He knew that another baby wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing, but he also knew that it was something they should probably talk about before it happened. But he figured they were safe. Well, safe-ish. If he was right, Olivia had only just finished her period a few days ago, and while he knew it was possible to conceive at any time in her cycle, it was less likely to happen now than if she was in the middle. He was way deeper into the memories of high school biology lessons then he wanted to be, and it wasn't until Olivia pushed him down on the bed that he snapped out of it.

"Hey, what's wrong? I can see your brain working."

"Nothing." He was almost certain she was gonna call him out on his lie. "Just thinking about last time we did this." It wasn't a complete lie, it just wasn't the whole truth either. "I should've treated you better."

Olivia sighed deeply. "It's in the past. Why don't we focus on what we have now instead? Like the fact that we have limited time before our daughter wakes up..." Her voice dropped and she brought her seductive gaze to meet his eyes. "...and I really, really wanna feel you inside me again."

He took a millisecond to weigh up the pros and cons of bringing up protection now, but when he felt Olivia straddle him, all sense of reasoning left him. His hands ran up her thighs to her hips, down over her ass as she took his hard length in her hand and pumped him. She slid over him a few times, giving her breasts a squeeze as she smirked down at him before she sat up a little and lowered herself onto him. Her mouth fell open and her eyes closed as she took him in all the way.

Just as she started to move, the vibrating of her phone on the bedside table interrupted them. She reluctantly climbed off of Elliot and reached to grab her phone from where it was charging.

"Benson." It was almost a growl and Elliot felt sorry for whatever poor soul had the misfortune of being the person on the other end.

He chuckled inwardly as he moved behind her and snaked an arm around her waist. He pulled her back against his chest and pushed into her, ignoring the surprised gasp she gave him in response. She was talking to Nick and he'd already come to the conclusion that something had gone badly wrong and she was needed at work, but that didn't mean they couldn't finish what they'd started first.

He was pounding into her from behind, enjoying listening to her struggle to keep quiet while she listened to Nick. He knew there would be hell to pay later, but for now he didn't care, so he brought his other hand around to her front and began rubbing her clit in time with his frantic thrusts.

Her whole body was trembling and she was panting and gasping for breath, covering the mic on her phone in an attempt to muffle what Nick was hearing. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she let his head fall against his shoulder as she tried to convince her partner that everything was fine and she'd see him soon. She jolted violently in Elliot's arms, her hips bucking into his hand as she came with a small squeal in an attempt to not cry out down the phone.

Elliot couldn't help but laugh as she bid goodbye to Nick and hung up, finally able to revel in the sensations coursing through her body . She yelped as he kept pounding into her, rubbing her hypersensitive nub until she came again at the same time as he did.

Olivia lay still for a moment as the aftershocks wore off before she stood on shaky legs and made her way into the bathroom. It would be the quickest shower she'd ever taken but Nick would be there to pick her up any minute, and there was no way in hell she was going to face him in the state she was in now.

When she rushed into the bedroom and rolled her eyes when she saw Elliot. He was lounging naked on her bed, watching her every move appreciatively as she yanked open the closet. She threw on a pair of tight black jeans and a fitted light gray cashmere sweater then moved over to the bed. Elliot grinned and licked his lips when she leaned over him, pressing a goodbye kiss to his lips and affording him a generous view down the v-neck. She rolled her eyes at him and grabbed her phone and boots before taking off towards the front of the apartment, her phone ringing yet again.

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