The moment you've all been waiting for... The Bensidy wedding. You guys may want to have some tissues ready, as I was bawling while I wrote it. Then again, I wrote it at like, five thirty in the morning. Shout out to Kate, awesome wedding photographer.
Olivia sat in a chair in the bridal suite of the boathouse in Central Park. She had a make-up artist from Rouge NY doing her make-up for her wedding day. She was struggling not to cry. She was so happy. Her hair was done in soft curls, her veil pinned onto her head. She was sitting in just her bra and panties for now, waiting for her make-up to be done before she put her dress on. The photographer, Kate, was inside taking pictures of just about everything. Olivia agreed to her taking photos of her before her dress was on, as long as they weren't full body shots.
Once her make-up was done, a smoky eye with Rouge NY's signature red lip, her bridesmaids, already in their dresses; helped her into hers. She put her shoes on and posed for pictures with her bridesmaids. A few with them individually, then there was a knock at the door. She heard her captain's voice. "Everybody decent?"
Olivia smiled, having one of the girls open the door, letting him in. He looked at Olivia and he smiled, tears in his eyes. "Cap," she whispered.
"Liv, you look… incredible."
She smiled, fighting the tears in her own eyes. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Thank you," she spoke softly, barely above a whisper.
He gently rubbed her back. "Anything for my girl."
She looked up at him, a bright smile on her face. "Thank you for being like my father these past, God, sixteen years. Scolding me when I needed it, supporting me every step of the way, and not trying to get me into bed." She chuckled and wiped her eyes. "It means so much, Cap."
He nodded. "They're getting ready to start out there, you ready?"
She nodded. "More ready than I've ever been for anything in my entire life." She took a deep breath. "The ushers, they know not to let Elliot anywhere near this wedding, right? I don't want him ruining this. I've waited too long to have him come in and try to control me again."
Cragen nodded. "They're aware, as is the staff at the reception. Liv, if he shows up, it will be a fight between all of us as to who gets the collar."
She let out a breath. "I just want this to be perfect," she whispered. "Oh, the handkerchief." She rushed over to the vanity, picking up one of the handkerchiefs her mother always carried with her and elegantly stuffed it into the top of her dress, between her cleavage. She looked at Cragen again, taking another deep breath.
They took a picture of Olivia pinning Cragen's boutonnière on his suit. She couldn't help but cry at this moment. Once they finished, Olivia and her bridesmaids grabbed their bouquets and walked out of the suite, out to where the wedding was being held. Olivia brought her veil over her face as her bridesmaids started the procession down the aisle.
Then it was her turn. She heard the wedding march start to play and felt Cragen's arm link with hers. She smiled up at him then focused for a moment on the ground, willing herself to keep her balance. Once she got halfway down, she lifted her eyes and immediately found Brian's. He was so handsome, so sexy, in his black suit with teal tie, vest and pocket square, his groomsmen in purple.
The instant he saw Olivia he felt tears in his eyes. She was beautiful, elegant, perfect, and in less than an hour he would be calling her his wife. He stood proudly in front of Judge Elizabeth Donnelly, as Olivia approached him on Cragen's arm. Olivia and Brian were lost in each other's eyes, coming back to the moment only when Donnelly spoke. "Who gives this woman to this man?"
Cragen smirked. "I think we all know that Olivia Benson doesn't need anyone's permission, or to be given away, but for the sake of ceremony, I do."
Olivia chuckled a bit. Cragen turned and faced her, lifting her veil, kissing her cheek gently, placing her hand in Brian's. Olivia looked up at Brian and smiled brightly. "Hi," she mouthed.
"Hi," he mouthed back. He saw her hand her bouquet off to Amanda, and then felt her take his other hand in her own.
Donnelly continued with the ceremony. "Dear friends and family, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of Brian and Olivia in marriage. Through their time together, they have come to realize that their personal dreams, hopes, and goals are more attainable and more meaningful through the combined effort and mutual support provided in love, commitment, and family; and so they have decided to live together as husband and wife."
Olivia looked into Brian's eyes, still in disbelief that this moment was happening. She gently caressed the backs of his hands. This was it. This was the moment she had been waiting for her entire life. This was the man she had been waiting for her entire life.
Donnelly continued, unable to hide her smile at the two people in front of her, the people she called her friends. They were so in love. "Ultimately there comes a moment when a decision must be made. Two people who love each other must ask themselves how much they hope for as their love grows and deepens, and how much risk they are willing to take. Commitment may well be a fearful gamble. Because it is the nature of love to create, a marriage itself is something which has to be created, such that as we come together in marriage, we become a new creature.
Brian and Olivia, remember to treat yourselves and each other with respect, and remind yourselves often of what brought you together. Take responsibility for making the other feel safe, and give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness and kindness that your connection deserves. When frustration, difficulty and fear assail your relationship, as they threaten all relationships at some time or another, remember to focus on what is right between you, not just the part that seems wrong. In this way, you can survive the times when clouds drift across the face of the sun in your lives, remembering that, just because you may lose sight of it for a moment, does not mean the sun has gone away. And, if each of you takes responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight.
May you always need one another, not to fill an emptiness, but to help each other know your fullness. May you want one another, but not out of lack. May you embrace one another, but not encircle one another. May you succeed in all important ways with each other, and not fail in the little graces. May you have happiness, and may you find it in making one another happy. May you have love, and may you find it in loving one another."
Brian could barely contain his joy, and it was taking everything inside of him not to pull her into the most passionate kiss of their lives, but he resisted, knowing that it wouldn't be too long. He heard Donnelly say that they chose to write their own vows, and she nodded to Brian. "Olivia, Pancakes, I can't even begin to describe to you what you mean to me, how much I love you, how much I've always loved you.
I know that I'm not perfect, and I know that I don't have a lot to give when it comes to material things, but when it comes to love, I'm a well. I'm a well that has been meant only for you, my entire life.
I Brian, take you Olivia to be my wife, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live."
Olivia knew it was her turn. There was no way she was getting through this without crying. She gently wiped her eyes and looked up at him. "Brian, my love, my life, the past two years have been some of the best years of my life. Though they were filled with trials and tribulations, they were filled with love," as she spoke, tears ran down her face, her voice getting higher. "They were filled with love because I had you." She shook her head. "I couldn't have gotten through this past year, everything I went through, without you. I never want to find out what it will be like to live without you.
I Olivia, take you Brian to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live." By the time she finished she was crying so hard she could barely see. She smiled, feeling Brian's thumb wipe her tears away. Thank God her make-up artist used waterproof make-up.
Donnelly smiled. "The rings, please." She saw Calvin bring them forward and she handed them to Brian and Olivia respectively. "Brian," she stepped back.
He nodded and took her engagement ring off, slipping it onto her right hand, before taking her wedding ring and slipping it onto her finger. "With this ring, I thee wed. With my body, I thee worship. With my heart, I thee cherish. Would all that I am, I give unto you. Would all that I have, I share with you. From this day until forever done."
Olivia broke eye contact with him to slip his ring on his finger, knowing that if she looked into his eyes for this moment, she would miss and make an ass out of herself. Once it was securely on his finger she looked back up at him and smiled. "With this ring, I thee wed. With my body, I thee worship. With my heart, I thee cherish. Would all that I am, I give unto you. Would all that I have, I share with you. From this day until forever done." Her tears were heavy again. She'd never been happier.
Elizabeth stepped forward again, smiling. "Wedding rings are made precious by our wearing them. Your rings say that even in your uniqueness you have chosen to be bound together. Let these rings also be a sign that love has substance as well as soul, a present as well as a past, and that, despite its occasional sorrows, love is a circle of happiness, wonder, and delight. May these rings remind you always of the vows you have taken here today."
They nodded, still looking into each other's eyes. "I love you," Brian whispered gently.
Olivia smiled brightly. "I love you, too."
Elizabeth smiled. "And now, by the power vested in me by the state of New York, I hereby pronounce you husband and wife. Brian, you may kiss your bride."
With that he gently dropped her hands, one hand caressing her cheek, the other coming to wrap around her waist, pulling her close. He kissed her passionately, feeling her hands on either side of his face. Their kiss got heated, she let out a soft moan. She was kissing her husband. This was their first kiss as husband and wife, and it was perfect.
After a few moments, Brian broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. He heard Donnelly speak, in a proud, happy voice. "Ladies and gentlemen, friends and family, I now present to you, for the first time as husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Brian Cassidy." She clapped, which caused everyone attending the ceremony to stand and clap as Olivia took her bouquet and they walked down the aisle together hand in hand.
After the ceremony they took a few more pictures, and then returned to the bridal suite in the boathouse to allow everyone to get settled at the reception. The bridesmaids and groomsmen stayed in the bridal suite and Olivia and Brian snuck off to where Brian got ready before the wedding, kissing the whole time. Once the door was closed Olivia broke the kiss. "Mm, we have some time; think I could make love to my husband before we head to the reception?" She smirked and bit her bottom lip.
He pulled her closer. "God, yes. I've wanted you out of that dress since I first saw you in it. You're so sexy in it, but I know you're even sexier out of it."
She giggled and kissed him. "Well," she turned around, looking at him over her shoulder. "If you want to unbutton all of those buttons, and then re-button them when we're done, I suppose it could work. Or I could just bunch it up and ride you."
He let out a groan and pulled her into another kiss, walking her over to the couch. He sat down and she unbuttoned his pants, pulling them off of him, along with his boxers. She gathered the material of her dress and straddled him, looking into his eyes. "Ride me, baby."
She kissed him passionately. "Gladly," she whispered. She sunk onto him and let out a groan, starting to ride him fast and hard. She felt his hands on her hips, and his hips thrusting up into hers, getting as deep inside of her as her body would allow. She moaned and kissed his neck, gently nipping at it. Her moans got louder when she felt his finger come to play with her clit. They knew they didn't have much time, but they needed their releases. She started to milk him. "God, I'm gonna come, baby," she whispered in a high pitch in his ear. "Ooh, fuck, come with me. Come on."
He groaned and let his head fall back, her ministrations and her words, the tone of her voice was enough to do him in. He let out a grunt and let his cum fill her. She groaned and started to shake around him. Once they finished, she collapsed onto him and groaned. He smirked and kissed her forehead. "I have an incredible fucking wife."
She giggled and looked up at him. "Not nearly as good as my husband, surely." She kissed him gently. She broke the kiss and rested her forehead against his. "We should go mingle. Have some champagne and hors d'oeuvres with the wedding party before we go in for our dance."
He smiled. "Come on, Pancakes." He winked. She climbed off of him, letting out a small moan when she felt him slip out of her. She slipped her panties back on and he pulled his pants and boxers up. She looked at herself in the mirror, making sure it didn't just look like she had a quickie with her new husband. Once they were ready they walked hand in hand back to the bridal suite and had a nice cocktail hour with the members of their bridal party.
A/N: So, there it is, Bensidy wedding feels. You're welcome. Next chapter I PROMISE you'll find out what the surprise is. Also, a wee bit of drama in the form of a raging bull... Please review here or on Twitter UnbrokenBarista