Finally, my E/O friends. This chapter includes sexual content, so read at your own discretion. Enjoy!

Chapter 4

Pelican Point Resort & Spa: 7:32p.m.

"I've been thinking... that maybe I should leave SVU."

Elliot tried to hold back his body's response, but Olivia felt him tense up beside him.

"Is that what you want?" Elliot asked carefully.

Olivia rested her head on Elliot's shoulder.

"No... I want to help victims. I want to rid the streets of the scum that fill our holding cell, but I also want to be sure, that I am still doing good. I don't ever want my own issues to cloud my judgment. I want to be able to listen to a survivor and not want to curl up in the corner and cry."

"Liv, you know I support any decision you make, but I think that your compassion and empathy, are proof that you are an incredible detective, and person. All of these years, you have been able to see and feel things. You gain the trust of our victims and you push harder than anyone I know, for justice and healing. You are the detective that you want to be and so much more, but I never want you to hurt Liv." Elliot placed his hand on her chin and turned her face to look at him. Olivia smiled up at him. Slowly, she lowered her eyes to his lips, red from the sky turning above them. She watched as his lips parted slightly in a grin. Closing her eyes, she leaned up and met Elliot midway. Their lips met in a soft, but purposeful kiss. When they pulled away, Elliot placed another kiss to her forehead.

"If you do stay, focusing on your wellbeing needs to take precedent Liv. If you want to leave, I will support that too." Elliot smiled. Seeing her smile back he added "And I promise, I will do whatever I can to help you take care of yourself."

Olivia smirked at his comment, and placed another soft kiss on his lips while she shifted onto her knees, placing one on either side of his lap. She brought both hands up to his cheeks and pulled away. She looked deep into his eyes, hoping he could see the fire in hers. "Whatever?"

Her query acted like a spark, igniting the fire inside of him. Elliot could see the playful and almost daring look in her eyes when she challenged him.

Elliot rested his hands on her hips and reached up to connect with her lips again. This kiss was anything but soft. Elliot spent little time deepening it, using his tongue to urge her lips to part. As they did, Elliot tightened the grasp he had on her hips, feeling her breath hitch as he did so. Satisfied that he had met her challenge, Elliot upped the stakes moving his lips from hers, trailing across her jawline and slowly down her neck. His tongue drew circles while he sucked and nibbled on certain points. When Elliot reached the spot between her neck and collarbone, Olivia let a deep moan escape from her lips, causing both to freeze.

They locked eyes before bursting into deep laughter, both knowing very well the dangers of their actions. Once they had composed themselves Olivia spoke, "I think I need to go someplace warm."

Olivia stood and held her hand out to help Elliot up.

"You thinking of going to bed?" Elliot wiggled his eyebrows and picked up their beer bottles.

Olivia stepped closer to him, "I was thinking I would try out the jet tub, but it's far too big for just one person."

Elliot smirked at her playful demeanor. They were treading some very dangerous waters right now, but he really didn't want to stop.

"Well," he stepped so his body was centimeters from hers," I might be able to find someone to join you."

Olivia looked up at him, moving her lips to brush his, "really?"

Elliot kissed her again, presenting urgency, but also showing restraint. He smiled against her lips before saying, "I heard Munch is free tonight. "

Olivia laughed again, hitting his shoulder softly. "Well, I don't think he would keep up with what I'm about to do." Olivia grabbed the blanket and turned down the dock towards the hotel, leaving a very flustered Elliot to pick his jaw up and jog to catch up with her.

They walked side by side through the garden, the lobby, hallways and eventually reached Olivia's door. Olivia opened it and walked in, holding it open behind her. With a look both ways down the hallway, Elliot walked in behind her and shut the door. Only taking the time to set the bottles down, Elliot's hands found Olivia's waist instantly. He spun her around in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her fingers along the base of his hairline. Elliot guided them from the door to the bed, lowering Olivia down when they reached it. Elliot wasted no time attacking her mouth again, tasting beer and Olivia; a deadly combination he wasn't sure that he'd survive.

Olivia's hands ran over his shoulders and around his neck, and then through his hair, when Elliot's lips moved to her neck. When his lips move down the v of her T-shirt, he felt her goose bumps return.

"Mm El, I was kind of serious about a warm bath." She said breathlessly. Elliot smiled and stood up. He held his hand out to help her up.

Olivia walked to the bathroom and Elliot heard the rush of water filling the tub. He was still contemplating his next move when he heard her call "El? You coming?"

By her last syllable he was already in the doorway. In front of him was Olivia, bent over the edge of the tub checking the water temperature. When a groan escaped from Elliot's lips, Olivia looked back over her shoulder and smiled. His eyes were fixated on her backside. She giggled quietly before asking, "Bubbles? Or no bubbles?"

Elliot wasn't really sure if the words actually came out of his mouth, but he replied, "Bubbles."

Olivia grabbed for the bubble bath and poured it into the tub. When she went to put it back, she shifted her weight purposefully, making her hips swing from side to side. Her efforts were rewarded when she felt Elliot's hands snake around her waist and his arousal press into her backside.

"Do you see what you do to me?" Elliot gritted between clenched teeth.

Olivia, as equally as worked up, tested him, "What do you mean?"

His only response was to grind his hips into hers, connecting very closely with where she wanted him most. Olivia let out an audible gasp, "Shit."

Elliot turned her around grabbing her lips in a bruising battle. Both detectives got to work on each other's shirts, making quick work of discarding them. Elliot moved his lips down to her chest, kissing the tops of each mound before dipping his tongue into the valley between them. He palmed her breasts over the black lace and then reached behind her, freeing them from their binding.

Olivia moaned his name as he took one nipple between his fingers and the other between his lips. Elliot's ran his tongue over the sensitive bud and grazed his teeth along the surface. He mimicked his actions on the other breast with his thumb and forefinger. Elliot's work deepened Olivia's desire. Her hands moved from his head to the clasp on his shorts. She popped the button and lowered the zipper, letting the khaki material fall to the floor. Elliot's hands made quick work of her shorts and lace panties. He backed her up until Olivia thighs touched the sink cabinet. Elliot guided her up to sit on the edge and capture her lips again she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, and growing frustrated at the black material keeping them apart. When she tried to get at it, Elliot captured her hands with his, and moved her hands back to her breasts. While he instructed her hands what to do, Elliot's mouth made a trail from her mouth, down her neck, through her cleavage, down her toned stomach, and around her belly button. He could feel her muscles twitch underneath his mouth while he continues his trail.

Olivia arched her back and held her breath in anticipation. He was placing soft kisses on the tops of her thighs, teasing her with his tongue. She let out a frustrated sigh, pulling at her nipple harder. Elliot smiled and honored her silent request. He dropped to his knees and guided her right foot to sit on his shoulder. Elliot placed a final kiss right below Olivia's belly button before swiping his tongue quickly through her folds. Olivia's body jerked in response, lifting her left foot to sit on the counter. Elliot continued swiping few more times before finding the little bundle of nerves that were burning for him. Elliot applied some pressure with his tongue before swirling around and flicking over it. Olivia's body responded with various gasps and moans. Her right hand scraped over Elliot's scalp while her left hand rubbed and pulled at her breast. The breath in her moans increased and Elliot read her body's tells. Elliot first inserted his index finger, looking up to make sure Olivia was still with him. The sight above him was one that he could never forget. Olivia's eyes were squeezed shut, her head against the bathroom mirror. Her left hand massaging her breast and her right now gripping the edge of the counter. Elliot added another finger, curling them up. This received an "oh fuck" from Olivia who encouraged him to go faster. Seeing her searching for release, Elliot's lips captured her clit, sucking and flicking. It was the consecutive grazing of his teeth and curling fingers that pushed Olivia over the edge of her release. She came hard only able to form a few curse words and groans.

Once able to open her eyes, Olivia looked down to Elliot, who was still sitting between her legs, with a proud smirk on his face. His hands were massaging the top of her foot and thigh, as he watched her orgasm play out. Olivia rolled her eyes at his cocky grin. Elliot laughed before standing to give her a soft kiss. Olivia could taste herself on his soft lips. She missed his touch when he backed away and moved towards the tub to turn the water off. Bubbles were high above the edge, and Elliot tested the water with his hands. He pulled back quickly, "God that's hot!"

Olivia jumped down from the counter and crossed the room. She wrapped her arms around Elliot and pressed herself into his back. Elliot straightened up, moan as he felt her hard nipples press into his back. Olivia ran her arms along his chest and pepper kisses along his shoulder blades. Her hands smoothed over his shoulders down his chest. She trailed her finger tips lightly over his abdomen, before playing with the elastic of his black boxer briefs.

"Liv... you don't have to..." Elliot's voice trailed off when she felt her fingers dip beneath his waistband. As she wrapped her hand around his length, she bit down lightly on his shoulder, smiling at his obvious arousal. She stroked him, gently at first, but increase pressure when she felt his hips moving against her hand.

Olivia moved in front of him, hooked her fingers into his waist band, and pulled them down as she lowered herself to her knees. Olivia made sure to lock eyes with Elliot before taking him into her mouth.

Elliot's hips jerked forward making Olivia smile and hum against him. Olivia swirled her tongue up his shaft and over his tip before taking him all back into her mouth. Elliot's hands tangled in her hair and he was careful not to thrust to far forward, letting her keep control.

Elliot has reached his full length and felt Olivia taking him impossibly far into her mouth. Elliot's body shuddered with pleasure. He felt his hips thrusting involuntarily, pushing deeper into Olivia's throat.

"Liv I don't want to.. in.." Elliot squeaked between clenched teeth. Olivia took him all the way, before pulling all the way back and releasing him with a pop.

Elliot helped her back up to standing and pulled her close. He looked into her eyes and ran his hands over her shoulders, "God you're beautiful."

Olivia smiled, dropping her eyes to his chest. Elliot used his thumb and index finger to bring her lips up to his. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip before grazing it with his teeth and capturing it between his own lips. Olivia walked them backwards until her thighs hit the edge of the tub. Olivia stepped into the tub carefully, feeling the heat tingle against her cold skin. She held her hand out to Elliot, and helped him step into the large Jacuzzi tub. Elliot pushed Olivia back until her shoulder blades and ass met the cold tile wall. Elliot hooked his right hand under her left leg and pulled it up onto his hip while his lips attacked her collarbone. Olivia shuddered as the tile chilled her skin. She hooked her leg behind Elliot's back, reached between them and stroked him a few times before positioning him at her entrance. Elliot swiped his tip through her folds, feeling just how ready she was for him. Elliot pushed himself into her, slowly at first, feeling her walls tense and release as he went deeper.

Elliot moved his hips slowly, both detectives aware of the risk of slipping. Olivia pulled his thrusts deeper with the leg wrapped around his waist. She could feel the fire burning hotter inside her belly. She felt her body wanting to buck and she needed to speed up their contact.

"El. I need... to… go faster." Olivia groaned, frustrated with their pace. "Lay down."

Elliot eyed her curiously, but obliged. They both groaned when they lost contact. The warm water covered Elliot and he sunk down. He looked up, drooling like a dog. A very flushed, very naked Olivia looked down at him. She stepped her feet on each side of his lap before lowering herself down onto her knees, straddling Elliot's lap. Her legs and torso disappeared under the bubbles. Elliot leaned forward and captured one of her nipples between his lips, causing her to toss her head back and gasp. Olivia reached between them and positioned herself over him. Guiding his tip in, she placed her hands on either shoulder and sank down onto his length. She let out a long hiss and was met with a groan from Elliot. Olivia pushed up on her shins, and sank back down again, this time rolling her hips during her descent. Elliot's hips bucked up feeling the added friction. Olivia sped up her actions, feeling every bit of her body on fire. Her muscles burned from the movement, but she kept up, trying to go faster and harder.

"Fuck Liv." Elliot moaned loudly. He could feel himself approaching his edge. When Olivia rose up, he caught her hips to keep her in place and began thrusting upwards, anchoring his feet in the grooves of the tub. The motion caused the water to splash over the edge but neither of the tub's occupants were concerned. Olivia threw her head back, pushing her chest out and giving Elliot the perfect view of her breasts bouncing above him. Elliot felt his torso tighten. He shifted his body downwards and slid into Olivia at a sharper angle. Olivia yelled out at the sensation and dug her nails into Elliot's shoulders. This along with the spasms around his length sent Elliot over the edge. Elliot squeezes Olivia's hips thrusting up hard. His right hand slid around and he flicked his thumb over her clit. Elliot's hard thrusts, spasming length and attention to her clit sparked Olivia's own orgasm. The fire started in her toes and shot through her entire body, muscles clenching and lungs vocalizing her pleasure.

After what seemed like an eternity, Olivia opened her eyes and looked down at Elliot. Both detectives worked to catch their breath.

Elliot smiled up at her," Wow, that was..."

"Wow." Olivia panted.

The water temperature had cooled off and the water level had decreased due to its presence on the floor outside of the tub. Olivia chuckled looking over the edge of the tub. She rose off her knees, immediately missing Elliot inside of her, and turned to twist the taps. Hot water rushed into the tub, surrounding their bodies. Elliot reached out and pulled her back to him. Olivia leaned back against his chest and stretched her legs out in front of her. Once the tub had filled again. Olivia used her foot to shut off the tap, and Elliot turned on the jets and wrapped his arms around Olivia. Both detectives closed their eyes, exhausted and refreshed.

Olivia sighed deeply. Elliot was drawing lazy circles on her stomach and placing kiss in her hair. "I'm going to fall asleep." Olivia said quietly.

"Good. You should rest. It was a big day." Elliot replied softly.

Olivia opened her eyes. "Yeah. It was. You never told me about your session. I don't want to pry, but... You know, we've been partners for over 10 years and we've been dating for almost 4 months...and I've never seen you... so... somber. I don't want to push you, but the Elliot I saw this afternoon, I think he may need to talk." Olivia said not wanting to push more anymore than that.

Elliot waited a few minutes, but then began, "I grew up, not ever knowing that it was okay to be anything other than okay. My father, like me, was always okay. There was never any emotion, other than anger or neutrality. Even at my grandmother's funeral, he sat stoic. No emotion from the time my Aunt called him, to the burial, to the day he died. Nothing. My mother on the other hand… well you know…" Olivia nodded. "And my dad would get so angry with her for showing and expressing her emotions. All I have ever known is okay. And I suppose for this job, that is exactly what I thought I needed. No emotional output and no emotional input. Everything must remain okay."

Elliot paused for a moment, but Olivia let stay quiet, knowing more was too come.

"I guess when I got married and had kids I allowed myself to be happy. And I was for a long time. My kids made me happy. I allowed myself to feel happy, neutral… and angry. As you are fully aware, I've never had a hard time showing my anger, but neither did my dad."

Olivia tightened her embrace on the arms encircling her torso, encouraging him to go on.

"That's all I felt. Happy, angry, or neutral. And then 13 years ago, it all started to change. From the moment, we began our first case, I felt something change. I wanted to get to know each and every thing that made you the incredible person that you are. And eventually, I began to feel this… desire… to feel things, that were not allowed. I wanted to share myself, my whole self, with you. In the past little while, I have felt feelings… excited, content, sad, jealous! You have given me a reason and a place to explore what it is like to be something other than okay. And I thank god every day for bringing you into my life… and keeping you here." Elliot's voice broke with his last statement.

This didn't go unnoticed by Olivia; her tears broke free and streamed silently down her cheeks. Olivia brought one of his hands up to her lips, kissing his knuckles. "I thank god everyday too."

Elliot placed a kiss on her shoulder, letting his lips linger there for a moment, centering himself in the present moment. His arms wrapped around a naked Olivia, relaxing in a warm bath, discussing things he would have never imagines, even a few short months ago.

"You've always been my center Olivia. You have been my grounding force for the last 13 years. I have to continually check in with reality, making sure that I'm not dreaming this whole thing." Elliot confessed, "Even though I wish we didn't have to hide it, dating you has been the most incredible four months of my life.

Olivia leaned her head to the side against his. Unable to form words, she squeezed his forearms and sighed deeply. She replayed the last four months, knowing all too well the dream like state Elliot was describing.

The water was cooling off but neither detective wanted to break contact. There is not telling how long they would have stay if not for Olivia's stomach. A loud audible growl echoed through the room, inciting laughter from the two detectives.

"Hungry?" Elliot asked.

"Starving, but I don't want to get out." Olivia replied, her statement ended with another grow from her stomach.

"You know how you said you wouldn't want to wake me up early in the a.m.?"

"Yes?" Olivia said cautiously.

"Well, I know what happens when Olivia Benson skips a meal, and I am assuming you haven't had supper yet."

Olivia chuckled. "I didn't. You?"

"Nope! Why don't we order some room service? Really rack up NYPD's bill." Elliot suggested.

"Sounds good to me!"