Work was long and frustrating and all I could think about is how excited I was to update.

I clearly have my priorities straight. ;) I still have no freaking fracking idea where I'm going with this story, but I hope you enjoy!

This chapter *may* or *may* not be dirty. ;)

Dick Wolf owns.

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June 1st, 12pm, Olivia's apartment.

After hearing that Alyssa Hutchinson had been brutally assaulted and then killed, she was required to take a mandatory three day leave of absence. She had gotten so close to Alyssa, and had seen her nearly two weeks before hand. She was distraught over the news and blamed herself for not talking to her more than once every few weeks. Olivia rolled over in her bed and glanced at the clock and noticed it was noon. It was her second day of leave and she had to admit, it was nice to get a full nights rest and wake up late. In fact, she couldn't recall a time where she hadn't had more than four hours of sleep. She also blamed the bottle of wine she drank last night for causing her to sleep so late.

She sighed quietly and ran her fingers through her hair and slowly sat up and looked around her room, the sunlight streaking in through the curtains.

She pulled herself out of bed and opened the curtains and decided a shower would be nice. Before she could even make it to the bathroom, she heard a knock on the door. She turned towards the door, "Coming." She called out and grabbed a sweater and pulled it over the skimpy tank top she was in.

"Elliot." Olivia smiled a little as she opened it to see his face. "What are you doing here? It's the middle of your shift?" She asked confused and rubbed his arm as she let him in.

"Nice to see you too, Olivia." He raised his eyebrow and gave her a look over. "Did you just wake up? It's noon." He laughed a little and noticed the bottle that was sitting on the counter. He made a mental note to talk about her drinking later.

After a case went bad, he knew Olivia would always turn to alcohol. And it hurt him, a lot. He was worried for her. He knew how afraid she was of turning into the alcoholic her mother was, but he also saw her not do anything about it.

"I uhh, haven't heard from you in two days.. I was getting worried about you." He turned his attention to her then took her into his arms. "I've missed you, too." He slowly pulled away and kissed her forehead. Olivia smiled a little and placed her hands on his arms and looked up at him. "I turned my phone off.. I just needed some alone time.. I'm fine." She reassured him and walked into the kitchen. "Are you hungry? I can make lunch… I was just about to get in the shower. I could eat, too." Olivia spoke and looked in her fridge then turned to him. "Or I can shower and we can go get lunch?" She laughed. "I clearly haven't been home. I need to go grocery shopping today." She smiled a little and looked at Elliot who was rolling his eyes and chuckled. "Go shower. I'll wait here." He sat down on the couch.

Olivia and Elliot still had never fully committed to each other. They loved each other, and that was the constant reminder that they exchanged between each other. But it was still weird and new. Olivia loved Elliot more than she could explain. It scared her, truthfully, and she didn't know if they became serious, if she would want to run. Despite their fights and arguments, Elliot was good for a Olivia. He definitely got jealous when she would talk to other men, and he was way too overprotective, but secretly, Olivia loved it.

Olivia let the hot water relax her muscles. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back as the water hit her breasts. She couldn't help but deny that she wished Elliot was in here with her, taking full advantage of her. Her hormones had been all over the place lately with a new birth control she was on. One second she wanted to be fucked senseless, and the next minute she could be crying for no reason. She hated the side effects, but loved how turned on she got around him. Not like she wasn't turned on around him before, she's just a little more extra horny now.

Olivia felt her cheeks begin to blush when she thought about the thought of Elliot fucking her senseless again. They had sex a lot more now, and God, was that man incredible. She knew if they ever stopped being together, she would never be able to be with another man for so many reasons. He was a god in bed, and how much she loved him was unbelievable that she didn't think, no, she knew, she could never love anyone the way she loves him. "Calm down, Olivia." She laughed to herself and gently squeezed her own breasts and let out a low moan. "Fuck." She mumbled and twisted both of her nipples between her thumb and pointer finger and let out another moan. She slowly moved her hand down wet body and leaned against the shower wall and let her fingers work their magic. Being single for so long helped her become incredible at pleasing herself, and that was something she was definitely not ashamed of. She parted her legs and gently ran a finger over her clit then further down and entered two fingers into herself and moaned again. She slowly moved her fingers in and out of her body while her other hand was still playing with her nipple. "Fuck fuck fuck," She cried out with pleasure and let her orgasm take over her body.

Once she finished her shower, she pulled the towel around her body and peeped into the living room at Elliot preoccupied by the football game. He knew she didn't take long showers, but the game took up all his time to even care about the length of her shower. She bit her lip and smiled and turned into her bedroom. Elliot on the other hand had heard her and had the biggest grin on his face. He thought it was sexy when a woman could give herself an orgasm that can't keep her quiet, but he now too had a hard on and needed to take care of it.

"Oliviiiiia." Elliot groaned and knocked on her bedroom door. "I'm coming in, I don't care if you're dressed." He laughed and opened the door to see her in a black laced bra and matching panties to go with it. She looked up at him and smiled and walked over and kissed his lips. "How's the game? Good?" She asked and rummaged through her dressers to find something to wear. "Uhhh." His reply was, he was far too preoccupied now. "You took a long ass shower and you're still not ready?" He groaned as Olivia's cheeks turned red and she turned and looked at him. "I did not!" She argued and looked at him and saw he was struggling to keep his erection hidden. She smirked, 'I could have fun with this..' She thought to herself. She turned and walked back over to her dresser, swinging her hips as she walked. Elliot groaned watching her and sat down on the bed. "Just put on a dress or something. It's nice out." He mumbled. God he wanted to rip those fucking panties off of her and make her his all over again. "Or maybe I could go out lik-" She began and was cut off by Elliot grabbing her hips and turning her body and kissing her deeply. "You're funny to even finish that sentence." He warned against her lips and kissed her again.

Something about Elliot's jealously and want of wanting her drove her crazy and she loved it.

He pushed her back onto the bed and kissed her lips, and down her neck. He left his marks on her without her knowing and he knew she would kill him but he would deal with that later. He sat up for a moment to pull his shirt off then moved his lips back onto her body. With one hand, he unclasped her bra and took her breasts into his hands. One of his favorite things about her was her breasts. They were perfect, and she knew he loved them. Some days she would go a little out of her way to make them look good, and knew how crazy he went. It was the little things she enjoyed doing to tease him. Out of love, of course.

Elliot took one nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it and when he got the reaction from her that he expected, he moved over to the other one and did the same.

While his mouth was on her nipple, he managed to get her panties off then placed a quick kiss upon her lips and moved down so he could please her. He grabbed her inner thighs a little rougher than expected, which caused her to yelp but she didn't mind. He gently nibbled on her thighs before his fingers moved their way over her clit.

"I heard you earlier, you know." He spoke and looked up at her. "I heard you moaning. God, I love when you fucking moan." He rubbed her clit, teasing her. "Did you get off in there? Fuck I love when you make yourself cum." He moved his mouth over her clit and sucked on her. She had no time to reply before more moans escaped her mouth. "You… Fuck.. Weren't.. Elliot." She moaned again and ran her fingers through his short hair.

Elliot continued sucking her on her clit and swirled his tongue around her and slowly entered one finger into her, then another and moved them inside her body. "Elliot.. Oh my.. Stop teasing me!" She cried in pleasure and grasped onto the sheets. She moaned his name and threw her head back. She felt herself tighten around his fingers and cried his name again when she came. "O…oh.. O… Elliot.." She mumbled out of breath, as she slowly came down from her high.

He grinned proudly and slowly licked her juices and kissed her lips. She grabbed his face into her hands and kissed him hard and quickly pushed him back into the bed.

"I guess we'll just have to get dinner… I hope Cragen doesn't call, because you're busy the rest of the day." Olivia spoke seductively before reaching for his belt.

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