So that was the start of their, well it wasn't really a relationship, more a completion of their partnership. They were partners with benefits you could say. The ground rules were rather simple. No one at work could find out. They would only hook up at his or her place. Either one of them could say no if they weren't up for it, not that that ever happen though. They were partners so they were allowed to hang out together which meant they could easily slip out together without anyone making strange eyes at that. If she wanted to hook up she mostly just had to look at him and he'd know and would of course be game. He'd use different ways to let her know what he wanted and being a detective she picked up on the signs easily.

The most important rule for him was that they weren't exclusive. Anyone could hook up with anyone else if they felt like it. He hadn't since they started though, he was fully satisfied. But he knew it wasn't fair to her. He didn't want a relationship. Didn't want more than sex. He knew she was young. He knew she wanted someone to share her life with even though she never said it out loud. In the back of his mind he knew he was holding her back but at the same time he didn't want to give her up. He enjoyed her too much. Not that he went around thinking about it that much but this was probably the most content he'd ever been in his life. He had a job he liked, how messed up some cases even got, at the end of the day he knew he was making a difference, that he was taking scum of the roads and therefore preventing fouls from repeating themselves.

And for over a year now he worked with a partner he liked. Someone who got him, was funny to be around and just like him wanted to do the best job possible with the least amount of hassle. They were both straight shooters. And of course she wasn't bad to rest your eye on which was a benefit from the very start. He hadn't seen it coming though, the sexual attraction. He knew it was fueled by the envy he'd felt after his friend hooked up with her. He hadn't been ready for that. At first he didn't plan to act on it at all. Didn't dare to risk anything. He knew that when it came to sex and relationships they weren't alike. He could hook up with almost anyone if he felt the desire and no feelings had to be involved. She wasn't like that. Not that they talked a lot about such things but he still knew. He knew she didn't have one night stands. That she didn't hook up with just anyone, that it took time for her to open up to a guy and he knew, cause she'd told him, she didn't date cops. He had a sense something had happen to her back in Atlanta not long before she transferred. He sensed it just by the way she kept avoiding some questions and how a shadow fell over her face as her transfer was brought up. Fin wondered sometimes if captain Cragen knew, if it maybe was in her file. But then she didn't mind baiting herself, didn't mind getting up close and personal if it meant catching a bad guy. He figured that was her job-mode.

That's when they were alike again, they'd do anything to catch the bad guy. But then off duty she'd be the girl that blushed as a guy gave her a compliment or who would push her jaw off center as she got a bit awkward or caught in an embarrassing situation. Two of her traits that he found very endearing. Two of many. So he decided he needed to try it out. He needed to try her out. He wanted to know her intimately. See if they worked as well in the sack as they did out on the streets. So he'd set it up. Yes he had planned it but he would never admit that too her. He needed her to think he was still the easy, just in it for the sex type of guy. He needed her to think that because he wanted her to have it all. He wanted the best for her and he knew he wasn't the best for any woman. He'd proven that over and over again. He never wanted to hurt her like that. She deserved the very best in life. And he wasn't it.

She knew the rules too. She knew she could hook up with another guy but why would she? She was very content with life right now and in bed… more than content to be honest. He was… amazing. During this past year she'd not only had more sex than she'd had during her entire life but she'd also done things she'd never in her wildest fantasies could have imagine doing. She blushed just thinking about some of the things they'd done, things he'd taught her. The most amazing things and positions. During the day he was, sure maybe not a perfect gentlemen but he treated her like an equal. They were partners in the right use of the word. But as the door closed behind them he knew exactly what he wanted and he would get it. Alone with him he was the man and she had no problem letting him dominate. He'd tell her what he wanted, or he'd simply place her, rearrange her. Never demeaning though, never violent, well not violent but maybe a little forceful if the situation asked for it. She trusted him completely and all though he always made sure he got his desire fulfilled he was also very giving. He made sure her desire was fulfilled as well. Some desires she didn't even know she had, he'd pleased her in ways she never could have imagined.

So why wouldn't she be content? Why couldn't life be like this always? She knew the answer but she felt afraid to dwell on it too much. She knew she wanted more. For now it was fine with just the sex. No hand-holding outside, no acts of endearment out in public. They could have dinner and she'd feel the urge to touch his leg with her foot, put her hand over his at the table or whisper I love you as the light of the candle brushed his face. But she knew she couldn't. That she shouldn't. It was off limits. He couldn't be that one for her. She knew it but she still wished it at times. But most of the time she was content. It still felt new and exciting. The anticipation as they reached the door to his or her place. Knowing that the minute the door closed she would feel his hands over her body, be swept up of the floor, carried to the bedroom if they got that far and then handled in the most delightful way possible.

And she could stay the night if she wanted. She could cuddle up to him, fall asleep in his warm embrace and have his soothing caress send her back to sleep again if something woke her up during the night. And he made her feel so much at ease the nudeness didn't bother her like it used too. She didn't mind him pulling away the sheet so he could look at her, so he could slowly explore her body with his eyes, hands and mouth. She could lie next to him in bed without feeling the need to cover up. Sure as the morning came and if she was still around the mood would be totally different. He wasn't a morning person, there were times when he wanted sex even the morning after but mostly they would just lie side by side and it would be as when they sat in the car. They'd start a random topic and the conversation would take them wherever. Mostly it would bring laughter or at least a smile as their conversations usually landed that way. He was fun to discuss with. He had strong opinions but he didn't mind hearing her side of it, sure he was stubborn but he was never stupid. He could be silly, but never stupid.

Yes she knew she had a little crush on her partner. He was everything she wanted except for that one small detail – he didn't want a relationship. He'd been married and according to him he'd treated Theresa badly. None of his girlfriends had been treated right and he didn't want to be that guy again. He had a son he was very proud. A son that had grown up to be a very kind, caring and ambitious man but that he, according to himself, had no part in. He'd been an absent father, she knew the kind all too well but she still had trouble picturing Fin that way. She tried telling him he'd changed, that she didn't recognize the man he was describing. That she even had a hard time picturing him being that man in the past. But as said, he was stubborn. Particularly on this matter and he never wanted to dive into it which was the case with most sensitive subjects. And she wasn't the kind that nagged. For now she was just content with what she had. Who knew what the future held for her? She wasn't even sure what type of relationship she wanted, maybe this was it? She knew she didn't want to be trapped in a loveless marriage like her parents had been. Marriage wasn't the aim. Being loved was and she felt loved by him.

They handled the situation very well she had to say. For her it was a first. The sneaking. The not letting anyone else know. It made it perhaps even more exciting. She felt guilty sometimes. The few times she hung out with someone else than Fin and they brought up the subject of dating and such. A friend from her cooking class wanted to set her up with a co-worker of hers. Amanda, not being quick on her feet, had failed to come up with an excuse and ended up with having dinner with a man that surely was good-looking and kind. But he wasn't Fin. And she'd ended the date early and ended up at Fin's place, in his bed. She felt a bit bad about that, but just a bit. She still felt that she belonged with Fin and no one else. She was her best when with him and she wanted to be her best always. It couldn't be wrong could it?

And as long as they followed the rules it all went well. They had a close call once though when they didn't follow their rules. She felt a bit guilty for that one since she was the one who made the first move that time.

Flashback to four months back

They were staking out a well-known drug dealer who was now dipping his already dirty hands into human trafficking. He had made contact with a guy the SVU team was already investigating. They had surveillance at him since a week back and was helping out with the stake-out since the narcotics had multiple cases going. Fin and Amanda arrived at the apartment across the street and took over the night shift from a couple of guys from narcotics. The guy they staked out had a visit from a friend when they got there but it wasn't a business friend so they got nothing much out of it. The only thing they discussed was a new car that a third friend had somehow gotten his hands on. Apparently they were rather engine fanatics and since Fin was too he found it rather interesting. Amanda found it all very uninteresting and when Fin started to butt into the conversation and kept insisting on telling her his own points of view she was ready to go home. The friend left close to 1 am and then the perp decided to watch some television. They were basically just waiting for him to go to bed so at least one of them could get some shut eye too when suddenly his phone rang. A lady friend was calling him. An obvious booty call. Twenty minutes later a lady showed up and they got straight into business.

"You gotta be kiddin me?" Amanda sighed and looked at her watch. 2 am. Fin picked up the binoculars and took a closer look at the couple that was making their way into the bedroom. Amanda slapped him over his arm.
"What? We're here to keep an eye on him aren't we?" Fin said without letting his eyes deviate. The sound of the kisses and smooches filled the dark room. Amanda grabbed the pen and wrote down the time and noted a female guest entering the home of the suspect.
"Got any identification on the guest?" she asked with a sigh.
"Brunette, slim build, 5'3, big bouncers," he answered and immediately got a look from Amanda. He kept his eyes in the binocular though. His smile was hidden behind his hand.
"Yeah let me just write that down," Amanda groaned and took notes of the three first characteristics.
"Lost them," Fin's turn to groan but it was of course mostly for show. He liked bugging her.

The bedroom window was covered with blinds so they could only hear what was going on. But there was no question about what was going on, and they were loud. Amanda squirmed a bit in her seat. They were obviously getting naked by now and the sound of mouth going over skin was heard. Amanda threw a side-glance at Fin. He seemed as cool and collected as always. She moved up a bit in her seat and undid a button in her shirt as she started to feel a bit bothered.
"Common baby. Yeah. Common. Yeah. Common. Yeah," the suspect's voice was heard and Fin let out a chuckle. He turned his head and their eyes met. Amanda shook her head and rolled her eyes with a faint smile on her face. They could only imagine what was taking place across the street but it sounded like at least one of them was being deeply pleasured. Several minutes passed with the suspect making loud noises. Just to do something Amanda picked up the pen and wrote down "the suspect and unknown female guest having intercourse" on the journal on the desk. She leaned back in her seat and soon drooped down even a bit further. Wasn't it getting really warm in here? She thought to herself and took a deep breath.

Even though it didn't look like it Fin had an eye on her and he took notes on her every little movement. He could tell the noises were getting to her. It seemed the lady friend was getting hers too now and two voices started making loud noises as the minutes passed by. The voices were getting even louder and Fin thought about turning the volume down a bit but he knew they needed to have ears in there at all times just in case. He looked over at Amanda who gave him big eyes and he gave her a smile before he averted his eyes back out the window. He acted cool but he too needed to control himself and he could not do that if he looked at her. Amanda turned her head back as well. She grabbed the pen again and started wiggling it between her fingers a bit just to do something. She felt even warmer and by now she'd stopped pretending to herself that it was the temperature in the room that was getting her hot. She blushed as she could no longer hide that the sounds were making her aroused. She, who had previously never watched a pornographic flick and was of the firm belief that those flicks were just dirty, not sexy, was now having very graphic images in her mind. And they were oh so dirty and oh so sexy.

As the female guest was reaching her first climax Amanda turned her head towards the wall, away from Fin. She rubbed her chin on her shoulder and tried to derail her thoughts. Tried to think about the women they were there to save but her thoughts kept getting interrupted by some overwhelming sensations from her bottom regions. She got annoyed at herself for not being able to focus. She closed her eyes as the female squealed with pleasure. She wished it would soon be over but the suspect kept grunting and soon the female was at it again. Amanda swallowed hard and then turned her head towards Fin. He was still looking cool and collected but she knew by now he had a good poker face. She bit her lower lip as her mind was racing. The noises wasn't just in the room now, they had invaded her head too. She slowly reached over, let her hand go over his arm that laid on the arm chair. She grazed his belt buckle as her aim was just beneath it. Once she got her hand on what she was searching for she immediately knew she wasn't the only one getting aroused by the activities across the street. She watched as he slowly turned his head towards her. His face said nothing but what she felt spoke volumes.

"Not at the job right?" she whispered with a shaky voice. His eyes turned slightly sideways as he seemed to think about what they both knew she'd just suggested. She had been hoping he would turn her hopes down bluntly so she could chill down but at the same time her libido was screaming for him to make an exception. He looked back at her as his hand came up over hers and made her press harder against him.
"It's not very professional," he said with a low but steady voice. She made a face that let him know she agreed but wasn't so happy with the answer. He threw a glance over his shoulder. He knew the bedroom was empty, they were in an unrented flat, but behind them stood a couch. Amanda followed his eyes and laid eyes on the couch too. She squeezed his private parts a bit as the sound of a mutual climax from across the street was heard around the room. He suddenly stood up, grabbed her hand and didn't have to pull much to get her to follow.

Before they'd reached the couch she'd removed her own shirt and got working on his belt buckle as he pulled his own tee over his head. She felt him smile against her lips as she kissed him as though she was starving for him and was pulling down his pants with just as starving hands. She started chuckling at her own eagerness and anyone else would probably have made her feel shameful but she knew she didn't have to hide anything from him. But of course he couldn't let her call the shots when it came to this so he gathered her hands as he got her down on the couch. He'd stepped out of his pants and boxers as they got down on the couch and he extended himself over her. He pushed her hands up over her head, pushed them down into the couch with his own. His mouth left hers and trailed down her neck. He let go of her hands so he could start removing her pants while his mouth still explored her torso. He used his teeth to get inside her bra and she gasped for air every time he bit down around her tender nipple area. He always managed to drive her wild. She was still amazed how he could get the wild animal out of her so quickly. How he could make her go completely oblivious to the surroundings. How all she could think about was having him inside her.

And now, as she felt him starting to pull her pants down, she couldn't help but press up harder against him. Get him to go faster, harder, deeper but of course he made the rules here and he held her down wanting to set his own pace. Knowing though that holding her down would trigger her, would make her even more aroused so he served more than one purpose doing it. He rolled off to the side of her so he could bend her legs up. He came in close to her and swiped her pants slowly off her. He let her keep her panties on. His touch was driving her insane. He held her now bare legs up in front of him with steady grips around her ankles. He planted small kisses down her legs before he let them go to each side of him as he slowly lay back down on top of her. Her hands came up to welcome him back down but he immediately grabbed them and pushed them down on the couch again. He caught her mouth with his and invaded it with his tongue. She wrapped her legs around him and she gasped for air as she felt his erection against the fabric of her panties.

He loved the feeling of her wanting him. It got him turned on to see her open up to him as much as she did. The trust she showed him, a trust he would never exploit. He put both her wrists underneath one of his hands and let his now free hand run down her trembling body. He could already feel her heat against his crotch but he got even more turned on as his hand reached her and he felt the damp fabric between her legs. She whimpered into his mouth as he formed a grip around the crotch of her panties and slowly pulled them to the side. It had been a while now since he'd seen her this eager and he enjoyed it. He let go of her hands and let her embrace him. Her fingers dug into his skin as he positioned himself inbetween her legs. He didn't want her to have to wait for him any longer. He didn't want to wait either.

He had tried to keep one ear on the apartment across. Thankfully the other couple became silent not long after they've started and they seemed to go to sleep leaving the night open for the two detectives. They filled the apartment with their own noises and lasted for over an hour until they fell exhausted into each other's arms. Unfortunately though the exhaustion at this late hour meant they fell into a slumber and even though it wasn't a deep slumber they both lost track of time. The buzzing of Fin's phone was the first thing that got the alarm clocks ringing. As both Fin and Amanda started to stir they got aware of the voices coming from the surveillance equipment. Amanda, who was the usual early riser, woke up abruptly and started to push at his chest to get him off her. She got up from underneath him and quickly walked up to the window grabbing his tee from the floor to cover herself up with since the sun was up outside. She checked the monitor and was relieved to find the suspect on the couch as the female came walking out of the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her. She seemed to be fresh out of the shower.

"Suspect in sight," she told Fin.
"Shit," was his response and she immediately turned her head around towards him. He was sitting up on the couch with his phone in hand. She looked at him with curious eyes as he looked up at her.
"Liv and Nick en route," he said. Her eyes almost popped out.
"What? What time is it? When?" she started to look around for her clothes that were spread across the floor.
"Uh 6:50. I don't know. She just texted they were on their way," he said as he yawned.
"Well get dressed doofus, they could be here already," she threw the tee at him. He gave her one evil eye but knew she was right. He was a slow starter though, couldn't change that even in a situation like this. She scrambled her clothes together, tossed one his way if it belonged to him. She had to go commando in her jeans because he'd ripped her panties apart and she tucked the torn fabric down deep in her pocket. She located her bra but struggled to get it on right.
"Need help with that," he smirked at her as he stood up to get his boxers on. She sent him two evil eyes just as her clasp hooked in right and she got on with the shirt. He got his tee on but then sat down to get his socks on.

"Hurry," she said as she pulled her shirt over her head and went around the couch to find her socks. They thought they heard something outside and Fin grabbed his pants and shoes and sneaked into the bathroom. In any other situation Amanda would find his hustling funny but right now all she could feel was panic. Amanda grabbed her boots of the floor and went over to the desk by the window. She sat down and got her shoes on. She still heard someone out in the hallway but whoever it was seemed to pass their door. She took a deep breath and watched the suspect. The female had disappeared back into the bedroom, Amanda could hear her humming in there. The suspect was planted in front of the television, seemed to still be half asleep. She heard the toilet flush and soon thereafter Fin came out. She looked at him over her shoulder and saw him look around the room for company. When he didn't see any he looked relieved and came over to her.

"What do I write in the journal? We don't know when he woke up," she said and hit the paper with her palm.
"Just put something down," he said and sat down with a sigh. She knew he wasn't a morning person and this was not the best of mornings. She grabbed the pen and wrote down '6:30 woke up, female guest took shower, suspect in front of TV' in the journal. She had just put down the pen when there was a knock at the door. She gave him a quick look before she got up and walked over to the door. She peeked through the eye and saw Liv's face in centre and the side of Nick's head to her left. She got the door open and a delightful smell of fresh coffee hit her nose. Liv held up a cup in front of her.

"We come bearing gifts," she smiled and Amanda took the cup with a big, appreciating smile on her face.
"God sent," she said as she headed back inside. Liv walked in behind her and up to Fin to hand him his cup.
"Morning," Nick said and closed the door behind them.
"How was the night?" Liv asked and looked down at the two detectives. Fin was quiet, drinking his coffee and trying to wake up.
"He had a lady friend come over at 2 am," Amanda said and rolled her eyes.
"A lady friend eh? What did they do?" Nick asked as he stepped up besides Liv with a big smile on his face.
"You're a big boy you can figure it out for yourself," Amanda said with a not so amused face. Liv chuckled and walked over to the couch. Amanda had to look away as Liv sat down at their own crime scene. She felt her cheeks blush slightly and hope no one would see.

"Rough night?" Nick said and Amanda looked back up at him over the rim of her coffee mug she used to cover up her blushing face.
"Your hair," he started and seemed unsure how to continue. She swept her hand over her head and felt the tangle in the back. She fought hard not to kill Fin with her eyes and just averted her head to the side as she tried to comb the tangle out with her fingers.
"I got some shut eye on the couch," she said quietly. Nick didn't really get why she seemed bothered by admitting that.
"Fin let you get some sleep? That's a first," Liv said from the couch. "You wanna give me whatever recipe you're using?"

Fin got coffee in the wrong pipe and started coughing. Amanda was relieved her head was turned away as she could no longer hide the embarrassment.
"You okay there?" Nick asked and Fin nodded as he cleared the last of the coffee from his windpipe. The room fell quiet but soon voices from the other apartment was heard. It seemed the lady friend was leaving.
"Do we know who she is?" Nick asked. Amanda shook her head.
"Doesn't seem to have anything to do with the case," Amanda said.
"They didn't talk much you mean?" Nick said, amusement evident in his voice. Amanda gave him a bothered look over her shoulder.
"I'm gonna use the bathroom," she said and stood up.
"I'll wait for you by the car. Need air," Fin said with a yawn as she walked by.

A few minutes later she was able to leave the apartment and she felt relieved to do so. She found Fin leaning against the hood of the car with the coffee mug attached to his lip. He looked half a sleep still. She punched his arm as she walked up to him. He fought to keep his coffee from spilling and gave her a look of surprise.
"Why didn't you let me know my hair was all a mess?" she growled and he looked at her as she was crazy.
"Woman you deal with your hair and I deal with mine," he said as he made his way around the car. That made her growl again. She kept looking at him but he just gave her a look and got in the car. She got in on the passenger side.
"Do you realize how close we came to getting busted?"
"Do you realize how crazy you sound?" he said as he started the car, cup still in hand.
"Gaah fuck you," she hissed.
"Yes that's what you just did," he said and looked for any cars in the street as he was going to drive away but also to hide the big grin that spread over his face. He loved the delightful moments when he managed to actually make her lose control. It didn't happen often so it was a treat when it did happen. Amanda though growled again and punched the air in front of her.
"Well I won't be doing that again," she snapped which made him stop and turn to her. He raised an eyebrow at her. She gave him a quick look but had to look away because she felt her face cracking.
"On business hour," she said through a set jaw. He couldn't hide the grin this time but didn't mind her seeing it. He turned his eyes back outside and drove out into the street. Amanda put her arms up over her head but got stuck in the tangle in her hair. She couldn't help but chuckle. She put her hands over her face and shook her head.

That time they both knew they came very close to getting caught and they knew they could not risk that again. It wasn't fair to the job either. They knew the protocol. This time they hadn't messed the case up, in the end they would bring the suspect down and put a good dent in the whole trafficking ring, but they knew it could easily have gone the other way. Their extracurricular couldn't mess with work so it would be the one and only time they broke a 'rule'. Amanda had been so scared of everyone finding out. She'd time to pictured Liv and Nick's shocked faces as they caught them on the couch, Cragen's disappointed face as he found out. The looks on their faces had told her she was a disgrace. She'd feared that would be the end of her partnership with Fin. And she didn't want it to end. Not then, not now. But with the lessons life had given her maybe this was the time she should expect trouble coming her way. Life had been good for a while now. She was happy, content. Maybe she should have seen it coming. Something was waiting around the corner. Disaster. The deadly kind.

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Dumdumdum. Okay I'm going through some strange 'fifty shades of grey' phase here. Can't seem to stop the smut. Thanks for the reviews and boosting my self-confidence. It helps. Much appreciated.
I'm sorry for the foul language here at the end but it's just my experience that when you truly trust a significant other you are able to use foul language without it being such a big deal you know? Anywho it's my way of trying to paint the image of the awesome connection these two have. Hope it doesn't put anyone off. We're heading towards drama as you can probably tell...