ELEVATOR
In my mind this took place in season 1
"Hey! Hold the elevator, Liv!" Elliot yelled as he ran up to the closing door, trying not to spill the two full cups of coffee in his hands. Olivia stuck her foot out to keep the door from separating her and her partner.
"Morning, El. Quite a storm out there!" Olivia exclaimed, taking a moment from trying to properly fold her umbrella to motion out the once again closing doors to the raging thunder storm outside. She went back to work on the umbrella. "Not that this was much damn help," she said after she stashed the useless device in her purse and he saw how her clothes were damp with rain drops.
"Yeah, it's the exact reason I got you coffee this morning, I figured you wouldn't want to stop somewhere and get out and I didn't want you to have to drink the shit upstairs," Elliot said with a chuckle, handing her the second cup of coffee and clicking the now wore down button on the elevator wall for their floor.
"Thanks, partner," Olivia said gratefully taking a drink of the hot liquid. As soon as the coffee hit her taste buds, she knew he handed her the wrong cup. She swallowed fast, burning her mouth and handing him the cup back.
"Whats wrong?" Elliot asked, concerned for the look on Olivia's face.
"That's your coffee," she answered horrified. "What did you order? Thats awful!"
"Oh, you're right, this ones yours. Sorry Liv," he smiled at her, handing her the right coffee this time. Right as she stuck her hand out to grab it, the elevator halted to a screeching stop and the lights went out.
"Fuck!" yelled Olivia as she felt the coffee pouring down her torso, she struggled to see in the pitch black of the elevator but didn't succeed, all she could see was darkness surrounding her, she couldn't even make out where Elliot was standing.
"Olivia, I'm so sorry!" Elliot said, reaching for her in the dark, trying to help her somehow. His hand grazed her breast and she jumped back, startled by his touch but her body reacted, she felt her nipple harden against her wet bra. The emergency phone in the elevator started ringing and Olivia gasped at the sound.
"Hello?" Elliot answered. "Okay, cap," and he hung the phone back up.
"So?" Olivia asked, taking off her jacket and unbuttoning her brand new white shirt.
"Good news is Cragen says theres an emergency light in here," Elliot said, moving around the elevator to find where the light Cragen told him about was.
"And the bad news?"
"Since we weren't hurt were going to be stuck in here for at least four hours," Elliot as he fumbled with the light until it turned on. He turned around to face her and his breathing hitched when he saw the sight before him.
"Jesus, Liv!" Elliot said, quickly averting his eyes.
"I couldn't just leave the wet shirt on, I'd get sick!" Olivia said, blushing.
"Well, you could have warned me!" Elliot said, slowly looking back at the brunette detective in front of him, half dressed. Her dark, shoulder length hair that was usually silky smooth was slightly frizzing and she wore little makeup. Elliot couldn't remember a time she looked more beautiful as this. His eyes travel down to her throat, her collar bone, her small, perky breasts covered by a tiny black lace bra that didn't leave much to the imagination. He continued down her body, taking in her flat stomach and tiny waist, her dress pants covered her wonderful hips and he wondered what was underneath them. Realizing what he was doing, he turned away from her again.
Olivia's blush deepened when she realized she had made him uncomfortable. She grabbed her slightly less wet jacket and went to pull it on.
"El, I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable," Olivia whispered.
"Liv, thats not what is happening here!" Elliot yelled. Olivia was not prepared for such a hostile response to her apology, she dropped the jacket and felt rage consume her body.
"Oh then what the hell is it?" she screamed back.
"I'm fucking married, Olivia! Do you have any idea how fucking incredibly sexy you are? And you're half naked in front of me and no matter how much I want to pin you against this elevator wall and fuck you senseless, I can't!" Elliot yelled, stepping closer to her.
Olivia didn't quite know what to say, his words had shocked her, she drew in a breath.
"El, I'm sorry, let me—"
Elliot crashed his lips against Olivia's before he could give it another thought. He pushed her up against the elevator and she melted into the kiss. She opened her mouth to him, letting him fight her for dominance. Olivia moaned softly into his mouth and sucked his bottom lip into her mouth. She bit down gently and released his lip, breaking the kiss. She kissed his jawline, down his neck, sucking and biting, leaving love bites as she went.
Elliot muscular hand found her breast, he moved the thin material to the side and let her nipple free. He pinched the bud between his fingers and her moan just excited him more. She was franticly trying to undo the buttons of his shirt and she finally succeeded. She pulled it down off his shoulders and threw it onto the floor of the elevator.
Elliot took her neglected nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, feeling it erect more in his mouth, he bit gently and she arched into him. He reached around her back and unhooked her bra and let it fall into the pile with his discarded shirt and her rain soaked clothes. He traveled back up to leave little hickies on her collar bone and her jawline.
Olivia knew she wanted this more than anything, but she also knew he would regret it if it continued any further. She attempted to move his hands off her body, but didn't succeed. Elliot hands were on both sides of her waist and paused there for a second. Olivia took her chance.
"El, baby, we don't have to do this," she whispered, her voice full of need. Olivia looked up into his eyes, and without him giving an answer, she knew what they needed to do. All her fears melted away as his hands moved from her waist to the button on her slacks. He unbuttoned it and freed her of them in one swift motion.
Elliot stepped back to take in the sight before him, Olivia Benson wearing only a pair of lace black panties. Elliot felt his erection painfully straining against his work pants. He stepped forward and pressed his body against hers, claiming her lips in a kiss. She deepened the kiss and felt his erection pressed against her leg, she ground her hips into him, letting out a moan.
"Elliot, I need you," Olivia whispered in his ear after she broke the kiss. He lowered his fingers to her panties and slightly slipped his hand under the band, not moving too fast. He inched lower to her freshly shaven mound and felt the wetness drenching her panties.
"Liv, you're so wet," Elliot moaned and without warning her slammed two large, thick fingers into her dripping wet core. Olivia screamed out in pleasure as Elliot continued to use his fingers on her. "And so fucking tight," he commented before adding another finger.
"I want more of you, El. Please fuck me now," Olivia said between moans, as Elliot continued to work her with his fingers. She withered against him as his fingers slid in and out of her.
"Not before I taste you, you dirty slut," Elliot growled in her ear as he removed his fingers from her and lowered her panties to her ankles. He guided one foot out of the fabric and placed her leg over his shoulder. He took in the sight of her glistening slit before positioning his tongue in front of her entrance. "Pretty little tight pussy," he whispered on her wetness before he placed a long, flat lick up her folds. He stopped at her clit and sucked, while he replaced his fingers into her core. He continued to pay special attention to her clit despite her efforts to run away from the pleasure.
"Elliot! Don't ever s-stop! I'm g-gonna cum!" She screamed as her walls tightened around his fingers and the moans she was trying to keep quiet turned into screams.
He continued to finger fuck her and suck her clit until her felt her cum in his mouth. Elliot drank up her juices, cleaning her up and loving the way she tasted. He smiled at what little time it took to achieve his goal.
"Oh, my God," Olivia moaned, still coming down from her high as Elliot supported her spent body.
"Elliot will work. But baby, we aren't done yet, remember what you were begging for before I got my tongue got into you?" Elliot asked, not waiting for a response. He turned Olivia around, took in the sight of her bare fat ass, her spanked her and bent her over.
Elliot wasted no time entering her with force, and didn't give her much time to adjust to his intrusion.
"You're so fucking tight," Elliot moaned between deep thrusts as he balled Olivias hair into his fist and tugged.
"Ahhhhhh!" Olivia moaned, meeting his thrusts and trying to feel him deeper inside of her.
"I see how it is, you dirty girl, you like it rough," Elliot groaned in her ear, picking up his pace. He pulled her hair, hard one last time causing her to moan his name and he released his fist from her dark brown locks. He placed his newly freed hand on her shoulder and used it to force himself into her harder, like she wanted.
"Y-yessss, daddy! Harder!" Olivia screamed while he continued to fuck her from behind. Elliot watched as her ass bounced off his dick as he slammed into her.
"Fuck!" Elliot moaned as Olivia continued yelling profanities, he could tell she was getting close again. Her breathing was out of control and her moans turned into loud screams. She tightened around his dick and he felt his orgasm take over his body.
"Oh my God! Fuck! Ahhhh, E-Elliot, yes! I'm coming, mmmm. I'm coming for y-you daddy!" Olivia screamed as she rode out her second amazing orgasm.
The way the beautiful detective was talking to him, took him over the edge. Elliot spilled his hot seed inside the his sexy partner as a second spasm of pleasure took over her body and she tightened around him again, causing him to harden inside her. The elevator phone started ringing and Elliot pulled out of Olivia to answer it. Olivia groaned in disappointment but couldn't stop her third orgasm. She clamped her hand over her mouth and tried to suppress her screams as Elliot turned around to face her and stroked her dick, causing her to become more aroused.
"Yes? Okay, cap," Elliot answered and he hung up the phone.
"What'd he say?" Olivia asked, trying to control her breathing but hoping they would be stuck for a while longer.
"That we should be out of here soon," Elliot answered walking over to her and slipping his hand between her legs to find a pool of wetness. He teased his fingers around her clit and brought them to her mouth, she gladly sucked both his and hers salty sweet mixture of his hand while looking him dead in the eye. The elevator light became brighter and they knew the power was back on.
"Shit, get dressed!" Elliot said in a panicked voice as the elevator slowly started jolting. They quickly threw on their clothes, minus Olivia's wet shirt and her soaked panties. She placed the wet black material in Elliots hand.
"Maybe we can sneak away to the cribs later," Olivia whispered in his ear and placed a lick on his neck, just then she noticed the hickies he had acquired during their encounter she smiled. Olivia just picked up her bag and Elliot finished buttoning his belt as the door opened. She was holding her coffee soaked shirt in her hand and only wore her jacket and bra.
Elliot threw away the coffee cups and felt Olivia's lace panties in his pocket, remembering back to just a few moments ago at their time shared in the elevator and his dick hardened once again. He had a feeling there would be lots of late nights spent 'doing overtime.' A smile crept across his face.
"You both seem happy. I can only imagine why," Jeffries said to the duo, a smug look on her face. Olivia's heart rate quickened as she looked over at Elliot who looked just as panicked.
"What?" they asked in union.
"Just be glad it was only Munch and I here to listen to you make Olivia scream like that half a floor under us for two hours. Cragen was in his office the whole time and every time he came out, we called is phone extension so he'd go back in," Munch told the couple.
"You did that for us, John? Thank you," Olivia said, gratefully, wrapping him in a hug.
"I think listening to your performance was thanks enough. I had no idea you were so kinky!" Munch laughed.
"Theres lots you don't know," Olivia winked at him and grabbed Elliot by the hand leading him in the direction of the cribs.