LIV'S OFFICE
In my mind, this took place around season 17.
Elliot never left her and the squad.
She does have Noah although he isn't mentioned.
And she never was with Tucker.
Olivia Benson walked through her squad room and smiled at her busy, hard working detectives remembering when a few short years ago when she was one.
"Stabler, my office, now," she said sternly over her shoulder stepping foot into her office, holding the door open waiting for him. She watched him stand up, a look of curiosity on his face as he walked into her office. She closed the door behind him and locked the door.
"Yes, boss?" he asked with a grin on his face, knowing what she wanted by the text he'd received about an hour ago of her tits on full display saying how much she wanted him.
"I have had this itch all day, and I need it scratched," she whispered in his ear as her hand found its way between his legs cupping his now hardening dick.
"Mmm, tell me what you want babe," Elliot said suggestively, his hips involuntarily pushing into her hand.
"I want you to lay me on this desk and fuck me, hard," Olivia said as she unbuttoned Elliots jeans and yanking them down to his ankles. She watched him as he kicked them and his shoes off. She turned around and walked to her desk, she swiped her arm across the paper laying there and they flew all over the room, she placed her Mac on the filing cabinet behind her and her desk was empty except for a few photos of her, Elliot and Noah, she grabbed them and sat them on the filing cabinet as well, not wanting them to break.
Elliot placed a firm hand on her toned ass and latched his lips onto her neck, sucking gently but still leaving a light mark. He pushed her back so she was onto the edge of her desk and her pushed his knee between her legs.
"Fuck me already, daddy," Olivia moaned into his neck before she sucked his ear lobe into her mouth and bit down. His breathing hitched as her words traveled right to his dick.
"You only call me daddy when you want fucked senseless," he explained while he laid her back onto the cleared desk.
"I know what I want, and today I need you inside me rough and hard and deep," she purred as he spread her legs further, causing her slightly above the knee black pencil skirt to travel further up towards her waist exposing her black lace panties. Elliot quickly grabbed the panties that hung around her hips and discarded them across the room. He felt Olivia's eyes on him and he looked deeply into them as hers glazed over with lust.
Olivia cried out as he shoved two long, muscular fingers inside of her. He began fucking her with his fingers as she withered beneath him.
"Goddammit Liv! You're so fucking wet and so fucking tight!" Elliot groaned, before connecting his tongue on her clit. He felt her spasm, twitch and buck against his hand and mouth. Her hands found her way to his short hair as she guided him exactly where she wanted him and she moaned loudly when he hit the spot. "You taste so good."
"Fuck, El!" she screamed in pure ecstasy.
"Liv, we have to be quiet or someone is going to walk in like last time," he warned her, still pumping his fingers into her wetness.
"I locked the door," Olivia challenged. "Now, please fuck me," she begged.
He withdrew his fingers from her and positioned himself in front of her entrance. He teased her with the tip, gently running it along her lips. She sighed in frustration as she bucked her hips toward him, wanting him inside of her.
"As soon as you tell me what you want," Elliot whispered in her ear, tracing kissing down her neck, stopping to suck on the sweet spot behind her ear, leaving yet again another mark.
"I want you deep inside me, right now," she told him.
That was all he needed to hear and he pushed into her, giving her no time to adjust to his length. She moaned out in pleasure at the way he felt inside of her. They quickly got in sync with each other and she was meeting his thrusts.
"Baby, faster," Olivia moaned, her eyes only half open and her nails digging into his back. He picked up his pace and latched his lips onto hers. She smiled against his lips and opened her mouth to him.
There was a knock at her door and her eyes widened.
"Yes?" she questioned.
"Dodd's called said he was stuck in traffic he's gonna be here in a fifteen minutes and he's sorry that he's late," yelled Amanda.
"O-okay, um, t-thanks Rollinsssss," Benson shouted back through the closed door.
"Sounds like we have to hurry, babe," Elliot whispered to her as his hand found its way to her clit. He began to rub slow circles around her bundle of nerves.
"Harder, daddy!" Olivia screamed, her nails digging into his back and clawing widely drawing some blood, wanting to connect onto anything to help her with her release. He knew she was close and so was he. He began fucking into her deeper than before, her walls were tightening around him.
"El, I'm going to cum! DADDY, I'M CUMING FOR YO—" he crashed his lips on hers, trying to quiet her screams as she rode out the rest of her orgasm.
"Cumwithmehnowww," she muttered against his open mouth as she felt the effects of her second release. He was still thrusting inside of her despite how tightly her inner walls were clamped down on him. She kissed him again and sucked his tongue into her mouth, bitting it. That was all the encouragement he needed as he spilled his hot seed into her with three final deep thrusts.
He laid his head on her still clothed chest and smiled at their encounter. He loved when she pulled him into her office because she was horny. Fucking Olivia was something he was sure he would never get sick of. He gently eased himself out of the beautiful woman not wanting to cause her discomfort.
He stood up and walked around her office to find his clothes, giving her a sight of his great ass.
"I love the sight of you naked in my office. Its such a turn on," Olivia told him seductively as she rolled off her desk, pulled down her skirt, sat back down in her chair, pulled out her phone from her drawer and she switched on the camera, sneaking a few pictures of him, naked from behind in her office before he dressed and turned around to catch her. She quickly slipped the phone back into her desk without him noticing. After he dressed himself he turned around and pointed to her couch in the corner where her drenched panties were.
"You gonna put your panties back on, cap?" he asked. Olivia stood up and walked over to the couch grabbing the panties in her hand then walked over to Elliot. She stuffed the panties in one of his pockets and guided his hand between her legs, coating her wetness on his fingers. She brought his glistening fingers to her mouth and sucked on them, Elliots eyes widened and his dick stiffened against his jeans again.
"I gave you a hickey," Olivia noted, examining the dark mark on his jawline.
"Thats okay babe, I gave you," Elliot paused to count the love bites on her, "5 that I can see."
"Elliot Joseph Stabler!" she faked a mean voice and slapped his ass for causing so many marks on her. Not that she really minded but she just wanted an excuse to smack his ass.
"We're going to have fun tonight," he whispered to her just as there was a knock on the door. Elliot walked over slowly, unlocking it. He looked over at his wife, mouthed to her "fix your damn sex hair!" and opened the door for Dodds just as she slicked her fingers through her matted down hair.
"Well, hello Elliot, I see your enjoying your wifes office and desk," Dodds said, laughing.
"Excuse me?" Olivia asked, looking at her desk then at her husband, they locked eyes and he knew the look in hers too well, she was mentally slapping herself for leaving papers scattered across the floor and her desk completely cleared.
"Clearly someone had a desk fantasy they wanted to act out," Dodds said, giving Elliot a thumbs up.
"Oh, its not the first time that ones been acted out," Elliot corrected the man, causing Olivia eyes to widen and her jaw to drop.
"Close your mouth, Benson. We're all adults here, we can talk about our sexual escapades with a good laugh," said Dodds with a smile.
"Um, lets start this meeting! Shall we?" laughed Olivia, clearly uncomfortable with the situation of talking to her boss about her sex life. She picked up some of her scattered papers from the floor and sat down at her desk, taking a drink of water.
"How many times did you make her cum?" Dodds asked Elliot, causing Olivia to spit her water all over her desk and earning a laugh from Elliot.
"Twice, but we had to make it a quickie because you were fifteen minutes away and she pulled me in here right before you called," Elliot told him with a wink.
"Someone forgot our meeting I take it. But my record is 4 orgasms I gave a woman bent over my desk," Dodds beamed, clearly proud of himself.
"Hear that, Liv? I've gotta beat that record," Elliot told her with a hint of seductiveness in his voice.
"I wasn't bent over the desk though, El, I was on top of it," she said winking at him causing Dodds to raise an eyebrow. He loved teasing the brunette woman but it wasn't often she played along. "We could break that record easily," she added looking Dodds in the eye. He bursted into hysterical laughter along with Elliot and Olivia. With a job like this, its good they still have a sense of humor and a healthy sex life, thought Dodds.
"Well I know whats happening in here when I leave," laughed Dodds earning a smile from Olivia as she rolled her eyes but under the table she clenched her thighs together to relieve some of the pressure between her legs, letting her thoughts drift to what was to come, in more ways than one.