Thanks for the reviews, it's really uplifting to read and they get me to want to post more chapters faster so thank you. Here comes two chapters in a row since they are connected but felt too meaty in just one chapter. We start with even more smut (I'm getting a liking to this, is there a 50 shades of grey support group out there?) and then drama. Enjoy!

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So a year in they were still enjoying the perks of having gone from 'just' partners to partners with benefits. Fin was content and felt no need to see anyone else than Amanda for after hour pleasures so to speak. Amanda was content, only rarely thinking about what the future would hold for her if she stuck with Fin and their casual relationship. They saw each other a lot on and off the job. They were in synch most of the time. They'd hook up two-three times a week and on a day off Amanda usually dropped by his place after she had her morning run. He'd still be lounging around his apartment, most of the time she'd find him in front of the TV playing a videogame. She could easily pull him away from that though if she wanted. And most of the time she wanted to.

She'd never been this sexually active in her entire life. She laughed at herself sometimes when she thought of it and blamed Fin for being a bad influence on her. But she didn't want to change a single thing. Well maybe just the fact he didn't want a serious relationship. She'd gotten used to that by now in a way though and the thought of actually having a deeper relationship with him freaked her out a bit. Sharing intimates details and all felt foreign between the two but she did think about it from time to time. Especially those bad days, when she felt just a little bit depressed and maybe in a need of a hug. But he was good at distractions, at brushing off difficulties and just move on. She needed to be better at that anyway so she learnt that from Fin too. She learnt sexually advanced positions and brushing off feelings, god he was turning her into a guy.

This Sunday morning had started off like many before that. She'd been up for several hours already, had a run and showered before she showed up at his door with two coffees and donuts in hand. She felt like spoiling herself this day and got donuts for lunch. She had keys but she still insisted on knocking so he had to drag his lazy ass up of the coach. He greeted her in boxers and a tee. He seemed a little grumpy this morning but she didn't take offence, she was used to it by now and didn't take it personal. She took her boots off and hung her jacket by the door before she brought her goods inside. She put a cup of coffee in front of Fin who'd gone back to his videogame. She ripped the donut bag open and put it down on his table. She sneaked up in the other corner of the coach with a donut in a napkin, her coffee mug and the morning paper.

She left the paper unfolded in her lap as she took a bite of the delicious donut. She eyed Fin for a while, he was totally focused on the game he was playing and it made her smile. She looked back and forth from him to the TV screen while she finished her donut. Her plan had been to read the paper but she'd lost interest. She extended her leg and just barely touched his leg with her toe. She watched him throw a side-glance down on her foot and then back to the screen again as he was right in the middle of a gunfight. She put down her coffee mug on the table and then let her toe go up his thigh a bit and in underneath his boxers. She smiled as she could tell he was getting distracted. She let her foot trace his boxers over his thigh and down between his legs. She heard the warning level on his life expectancy in the game go off and the second later she quickly pulled her foot back as he put his control down.

"You just killed me," he said and looked over at her. She looked at him with a cheeky smile. He reached for her foot but she pulled it all the way to her.
"So you think you can kill me and then don't give me anything?" he said with raised eyebrows. He put the control down to his side so he could reach even further but she climbed up on the arm to get away from him.
"So you're in that mood this morning," he smirked and leaned back a bit so he could watch her through squinty eyes. She just smiled and waited for his next move. He moved a little bit closer to her. She knew she could outrun him any day if she wanted to but the question was if she really wanted to. He moved again but then she flinched and he froze since he knew too she could outrun him.
"So you're thinking of running?" he asked: "You sure you want to do that? You know what I'll do to you." She chuckled as his lame threat.

"All talk, no game," she teased. She saw a flare in his eyes. He made a fake attack and it made her fall back over the coach. She got her foot down though and found her balance quickly. Fin laughed.
"I got you scared," he said and she tried to give him a fierce look but her smile gave her true feelings away. He stood up and she backed up a little.
"Common, give me something," he dared her. Without taking her eyes off him she unbuckled her belt and pulled it out of her hoops. His eyes followed her every move. She dropped the belt to her side. He looked pleased but wanted more.

"Don't stop," he smiled. She knew she'd gotten herself into deep water. She tried to fight the shyness that sneaked upon her. She put her fingers on her button up zipper and started with the first button. She could see Fin was mesmerized and the look in his eyes told her she didn't have to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed about anything. Still she felt her cheeks turn red and she was getting warm all over. She managed to get all the buttons open but then wasn't sure what to do.

"Skin," he whispered as he met her eyes and saw the uncertainty linger there. He was still working on getting her to feel as strong and beautiful as she was in his eyes. He didn't mind it being a slow process as he had all the time in the world. He read her well and knew when he could push and when he had to step in and help her out. It had taken a while but it had been a long time now since he saw that glimmer of tears in her eyes. When something inside her told her she wasn't good enough, that she did something wrong or something shameful. When she started doubting herself. Her cheeks told him now that he was pushing her boundaries a little. Her eyes told him what she wanted right now though but he also knew she wanted to please him and he needed to keep that in mind. He would never force her do to anything she didn't want to do.

His latest request made her breathing pick up a little. She put her hands underneath her shirt and started to slowly push it upwards.
"Touch yourself," he whispered. She put her palms against her stomach and caressed herself at the same time as she pushed her shirt up. His smile told her she was doing something right and her own hands against her skin made her feel good. 'It couldn't be wrong if it made her feel good right' she thought to herself. As she reached her breasts and her palms went over the light fabric in her bra she couldn't help but let out a pleasurable sigh as she felt her nipples harden underneath her own touch.

She closed her eyes briefly as she felt a wave of excitement go through her body. When she opened them again he came crashing into her. She met his lips as they crashed down on hers. They had to part shortly as he helped her get her shirt over her head though. Their lips met again at the same time as he twisted the shirt around her wrists so he had her hands tangled up behind her head. She tried to fight him just a little, like she knew he liked it. They often balanced on that fine line between force and want but never had he crossed it. She felt completely safe with him. He made sure he held on to the shirt in a way that didn't hurt her arms and then let his free hand run down her body. She gasped into his mouth as he went over her breast and then again as his hand sneaked around her body and down inside her pants to cup her butt cheek. He pushed her up against him and started to slowly move them backwards towards his bedroom. His tongue went down deep and she breathed through him. He had her body trembling before they reached his bed.

A few hours later they were back on the coach again. Amanda had showered and gotten dressed since she'd gone down and fetched them some early dinner. Fin was back in his regular Sunday outfit – boxers and a tee. Fin had finished his food already but Amanda still had her fork in her take out box.
"No way," she said.
"Oh common I told you mine," he said as he stretched out on the coach. He felt really good right now. He had sex, his body was refueled with some serious good grub, they were lounging on the coach, watching a basketball game as he'd lured her into a conversation he enjoyed.

"You did not tell me, you bragged," she corrected him and gave him a look over the rim of the box as she took another bite of her chicken noodles.
"Of course. I was still in middle school, she was a sophomore, any guy would brag about that," he said and looked a little too proud of himself. She huffed at him.
"You're SVU you prick. It's basically statutory rape," she said with the back of her hand over her mouth to cover up her food as she was still chewing.
"Oh no it was consensual. More than consensual if I recall right," again looking a little bit too smug. She shook her head at him and tried to keep a straight face even though this conversation and his smugness amused her.
"Some serious begging going on from her side. Oh Fin oh Fin," he tried to mimic the voice of this Diana he'd just been telling her about.
"You prick," she repeated but couldn't hide her smile.

"So tell me. Common. Who was your first?" he pleaded but she shook her head again.
"You were that old?" he smirked: "Don't tell me I was your first?" She knew he was trying to work her up so she would spill but she was determined not to tell him anything of that uneventful passage in her life.
"Yes oh Fin oh Fin you were my first," she playfully said. He got up and leaned over towards her. She tried to move away from him but he came after. He ran his hands up her leg and up her stomach.

"Watch the food," she said as she tried not to drop the box all over herself and the couch.
"Tell me," he said as he dug his teeth into her side. She chuckled. He looked up at her and tried to look pleading but it wasn't his strongest face. She opened her mouth to say something and he looked very anticipating.
"Not telling," she said though and he looked very disappointed.
"I'll get it out of you one of these days," he said though as he didn't feel like fighting her and instead he just settled down with his head on her stomach. He turned his attention back to the basketball game. Amanda still had some laughter left in her stomach and looked down at him with such affection she was happy he didn't catch her. She picked up some food with her fork and put it down by his mouth. He wasn't slow to open up and he let out a pleasant sound as he chewed.

"Yummy. What did you have?" he said without letting his eyes go of the TV screen.
"Same as you doofys," she sang.
"Really, yours tasted much better. Let me try again," he said and she knew he was just fishing for more food. She still fed him another fork and did it with a smile. She wasn't that hungry anyway. She put her box down beside the couch and leaned back a little. She put a hand on his clean-cut scalp and let her fingers draw small figures over it. She felt him take a deep breath and then felt his hand snuggle in underneath her and in between her thighs. When they both found comfortable spots they just settled back and watched the game. Every now and then one of them would comment a nice play or a bad referee call and the other one would mostly agree. They were both in a very content place right now.

Amanda found herself thinking she wouldn't mind having it like this every day. She usually tried to stay in the moment, just be glad for what she had. But then there was moments like this, where she felt so much affection for this man she could barely handle it. She wanted to tell him and everyone around that she… loved him. And not being able to do that bummed her out. Her emotions started to run all over the place in situations like this. Loving him was hard. Most of the time she handled it well but it could be draining. An excellent day like today could make it hard to just act like co-workers tomorrow. But the thought of loving him openly also freaked her out. She bit down on her lip, tried to focus on the game and just enjoy having him near. Soon enough life would throw them a curveball that would make both of them evaluate their feelings for each other.

A few weeks ago Amanda had run into a chain of pedophiles when investigating another case where a young male teen had made some allegations against a teacher. As they searched the teachers computer she found a few interesting links, one that led to a site with pictures of young kids that looked to be from Latin-American. Unfortunately not an uncommon site but she soon found links to the city of New York and she asked Cragen if she could keep on it on the side for the time being. He gave her permission to do so as long as it didn't interfere with the rest of the caseload and that she'd hand whatever information she got over to the right department if it ended up not belonging to their SVU squad. Three weeks later she'd been able to track down some names that she'd run in the system.

The four names, all belonging to men with Mexican descent, came up in the system but only with minor charges. And none of the charges related to sex crimes except for one of them being arrested with a prostitute but never charged with anything. Amanda wondered if their names were just used as a cover front, perhaps they didn't even know their names were being used. She had decided it was probably time to let her captain in on what she'd found and maybe they had enough to start investigating. That Monday, after having spent the night at Fins, she would learn that she'd stumbled upon a much larger case than she thought.

Fin was the first one that got her aware that they were in the presence of someone high and mighty.
"Uhuh," he said as they walked into the squad room together and he spotted the brunette in captain Cragen's office.
"What?" Amanda asked curiously.
"Shit's gonna hit the fan," he said as they kept walking into the squad room. "Special agent Dana Lewis from the FBI." She followed him all the way to his desk eyes on the stranger in the captain's office. He sat down. She looked at Fin, puzzled and curious at the same time.

"You know Stabler?" Fin asked and Amanda nodded, "He called her jinx. He got injured every time she came around," he told her and shot her a vary eye. Amanda looked back up towards the brunette in the office. She couldn't see much of her from that position.
"What kind of cases does she work?"
"A little bit of everything I think. A lot under cover. Some supremacist group the last time she showed up if I don't recall all wack. Stabler got shot," Fin got his computer up and running. Amanda walked over to her desk and put her jacket over her chair. She was just about to sit down when Cragen called her name. She looked up and saw him signal for her to come over. She shot Fin a quick look, he looked concern. She walked over to her captain and he asked her to step inside.

"Amanda Rollins, meet special agent Dana Lewis from the FBI," Cragen said and held out his hand towards the brunette as he closed the door with his other hand. Dana held out her hand and Amanda stepped forward to shake it.
"Detective," the brunette said. Her voice as deep as Amanda's. Amanda wasn't sure how to address the FBI agent and just nodded.
"Have a seat," Cragen said and went around his desk. Dana sat down and Amanda took the empty seat next to her. She looked to Cragen but turned her head as Dana shifted in her seat so she faced Amanda.

"Javier Vargas, Acuzio Vega, Laszio Herrera, Victor Garza," Dana said and Amanda of course recognized the names. It was the men she'd put in the system last week. She didn't say anything though, just waited for Dana to continue.
"Why did you run their names?" Amanda got her queue to respond.
"I've been tracking a child porn site. Their names came up," she said short and concise. Dana's eyes narrowed.
"How?" she asked.

"How they came up?" Amanda asked and Dana nodded. Amanda looked to her captain unsure how to answer. She'd posted under an alias and was afraid she could get herself and her captain in trouble if she was truthful. But she also knew you had to own up to your wrongdoings at times and if they always played fair they wouldn't catch the bad guys. She turned back to Dana.
"I sent out some inquires, got information where you could get private viewings, their names came up as either contacts or related to the location," Amanda told her. Dana nodded.

"Servando Gomez?" Dana asked and Amanda shook her head as she wasn't familiar with the name.
"Servando Gomez Martinez? El Profe? La Tuta?" Dana was talking gibberish to Amanda who again shook her head. Dana nodded and looked over towards Cragen. Both Cragen and Amanda waited for her to speak again. Amanda figured Cragen was probably more informed than her at least but it was clear who ran the shots right now. Dana finally nodded again and started speaking as her head turned towards Amanda again.

"The men you came across work or at least used to work for El Profe, drug lord of a Knights templar cartel in Mexico. I've come across him over the years since he's been trying to run drugs and guns over the border. He's presumed dead though. No confirmed sightings since last year. It's a rough business," Dana gave Amanda a hint of a smile before she continued. "El Profe dabbled in human trafficking, prostitution, as is somewhat common. Young girls involved but never kids that I know of. But if there's a business these guys will sniff it out. Javier Vargas was fairly high up in the cartel. He has connections if nothing else. The rest, just hired guns. Trigger-happy. Deadly," Dana gave her a serious look as to warn her.

"You want us to back off?" Cragen asked. Dana thought about it but then shook her head.
"It won't interfere. Servando is the king pin. Javier could have intel so if you do catch him alive I wouldn't mind talking to him," Dana said and Cragen nodded. Dana stood up and Amanda instinctively just did the same.
"I'll send you what little I got on them. Good luck detective," Dana said and extended her hand. Amanda took it, Dana turned to Cragen, said his name and then headed out. Amanda kept looking after her for a while not entirely sure what had just occurred. When her captain spoke she turned immediately.

"You want to tell me what you got?" he said with a soft smile on his face. She nodded, relieved he didn't seem angry and sat back down.