Hey there! Long time no post - right? Sorry guys, I've just been horrible with writing. Life is a little chaotic, so writing has taken a backseat. But I'm trying to get back into it, so here we are guys - you ready?

Anyway, here's a one shot of the couple that I could never stop thinking about, like about what could have been (refer to Garland's Baptism By Fire; season 21 episode 19(?)). Olivia's basking in the peace that comes with being married to a wonderful man; she's happy, she's settled...and frankly, it's about damn time.

It's also smutty, so...enjoy that. xo

Peace [Intimate Moments Collection]

The sun was already shining so beautifully as it rose over the ocean, and it was only seven in the morning. The air smelled of saltwater and sand. The birds chirped here and there. Waves crashed gently against the distant shoreline.

Olivia took a much needed deep breath as she took in the stillness. There were no sounds of sirens, no smell of smog or whatever else filled the air of the city. There were no sounds of the normal hustle and bustle of daily life.

This was the sound of vacation. This was the sound of peace.

Spring break with a school age child gave any parent the excuse to take some much needed time off to travel and not only reconnect with their kid, but to just get a sense of peace as they spent time away from the everyday hustle and bustle that consumed them for most of the year. For Olivia, her husband Edgar, and their son Noah, spring break meant spending time in Florida with Edgar's parents, Kelly and Ron Pierce. The older couple - both retired lawyers - were spending their later years living in beautiful sunny Jacksonville, Florida, in a beautiful neighborhood consisting of vast homes right on the water. Of course they were over the moon when their son arrived with his little family a few days earlier, and the first couple days of the break consisted of spending some much needed time as a family and just enjoying each other. However, it was on day three - yesterday to be exact - that Kelly, Ron, and Noah had all but ordered the couple to go spend some time alone; to go to dinner then hang out alone at their beautiful beachfront villa that Edgar had rented for this trip. The couple were always a little hesitant about leaving Noah, but Noah pretty much had already glued himself to his grandparents; if he wasn't watching an old war movie or golf with Papa Ron, then he was in the kitchen baking cookies or taste testing new recipes with his Nana Kelly. He had pretty much shown that he was perfectly capable of hanging out without them, so the couple decided that they'd have a little date night at their villa and just have that alone time.

And so they did, and Olivia was still reeling from last night in the most beautiful way.

The night had been lovely; Edgar had cooked them a beautiful dinner consisting of steak and perfectly done vegetables. He had also brought a very expensive bottle of wine to go along with their dinner. They'd talked and laughed over their food and wine, and ultimately ended up on the balcony of their villa, still drinking wine as they curled up on a lounger together and watched the stars and moon. Of course they could never behave for long, which meant that the more they drank, the more they ended up all over each other. The final straw was when Olivia turned to straddle his lap as they kept making out, which meant Edgar wasted no time in taking her inside and straight upstairs to their bedroom; the two of them laughing together as they sank beneath the sheets of the bed. They'd ended up rolling around for a good while, then simply relaxed in each other's arms while staring at the moon out the window.

The night was so perfect, and when Olivia woke up this morning, she swore she could still feel the tingling between her legs. She curled up on the lounge chair and bit her lip again, her fingers curled around a mug of steaming hot coffee. The blush pink robe contrasted perfectly against her sun kissed skin, the hem brushing against her thick thighs. Her wedding band and diamond combo were glistening in the morning sun; a sight that made her smile time and time again as the twinkle caught her eye.

Another perk to being off - she could wear her diamond, instead of having to just wear the band like she did for work.

She was lost in her own little world, basking in the peace that came with being away from the chaos of everyday life, when she suddenly was startled by hands on her shoulders. She looked up, only to smile when she saw that handsome husband of hers, only clad in a pair of pajama bottoms he had pulled on. He slid his arms around her just above her chest, and leaned down to press a light kiss to her cheek before whispering; "Good morning, Mrs. Pierce."

She bit her lip as she tilted her head against him; God how she would never get tired of hearing that, of hearing the way his voice filtered into her ears when he called her by her married name. She may still be a Benson for work purposes, but at home, when the everyday shit was over and she was in the place that brought her peace, with the two people that brought her the most peace, she was and would always be Mrs. Pierce.

She reached up with one hand to hold onto his arm; "Good morning," she finally tilted her head just enough to look at him, and she couldn't help but smile even more at those beautiful brown eyes; "Did you sleep okay, babe?"

"I wasn't woken up by a damn alarm for the fourth day in a row; I slept fucking great," he kissed her cheek again then stood up straight, though he kept his hands on her shoulders; "What about you? You're up kinda early."

"I'm great, I just wanted to see the sun rise," she then moved over some as she smiled once more; "Sit with me?"

"Gladly." Edgar remarked. He came around and joined her on the lounge chair, and she wasted no time in slipping into his lap and curling up in his warm arms. She tucked her head under his chin, allowing him to just hold her as he always did. She just felt so safe in his arms, like nothing could ever hurt her as long as she was wrapped up in his warm arms. These arms made her feel like she was floating, these arms were her shelter when life was a storm of chaos and confusion.

These arms always brought her so much peace.

Edgar could almost sense that the wheels in her head were turning, leading him to place a delicate kiss to her head before whispering; "What's going through that beautiful head of yours, baby?"

"Nothing much…" she paused for a second, then took a breath before continuing; "I just was thinking about…about how I feel so content and happy here; not just in Florida as a whole, but I mean here with you. Obviously I'm so happy to be here in Florida with our family, but I love these moments where it's just me and you too. I just feel pretty good, peaceful - you know?"

"I know what you mean," Edgar nodded his head in agreement; "This is the type of peace you don't want to leave, so like…you sure we gotta go back?"

Olivia simply laughed as she snuggled into him a little more; "We absolutely need to go back, Edgar; we have a kid who loves his school and we have jobs."

"We can all transfer and adjust."

Olivia let out another laugh while shaking her head; "We can't move now but we'll just retire here like everyone from New York does."

Edgar threw his head back and laughed while squeezing her tighter. "The crazy thing is you're not wrong; everyone from up north - but especially New York - retires to Florida, and it's comical."

"It'll be us one day," she then looked up at him, draping her arm around his neck; "You wanna stay married to me that long?"

"I mean I plan on staying married to you for a very, very long time," he gave her that sweet smile before leaning towards her, mumbling against her lips; "I love you."

"I love you too, and you're stuck with me." she giggled a little before kissing him properly. Of course, it didn't take long for the kiss to grow more passionate, leading her to turn just enough so that she was straddling him. She could already feel him hardening beneath her, leading her to rock against his lap just a little as they made out. He grunted a little as one hand moved to her thigh, now slipping beneath the tiny robe she was wearing. He moved his hand further between her legs, and grunted a little when he felt how wet she was already. He started moving his fingers back and forth, causing her to whimper a little against his lips as she held onto him.

She pulled away after a few moments, feeling his fingers still rubbing against her most intimate flesh. She was still recovering from last night, which meant it really didn't take her long to get worked up again. He was looking up at her, brown eyes having darkened slightly as he bit his bottom lip. "You like that?" he whispered.

She nodded her head, whimpering a simple "Mhm…" before kissing him again. When his fingers began slowly rubbing her clit, she nibbled on his lip a little before pulling away, her jaw dropping in the most erotic manner; "Fuck…"

Edgar couldn't wait any longer; he moved his hand and wrapped both arms around her, and in an instant he was standing up with her in his arms. He slipped back inside their villa and headed straight upstairs to their bedroom, and before long they were sinking into bed. She wound up on top of him, his pants and her robe wound up on the floor in a heap, and he suddenly found himself watching in awe as she dipped her head to wrap her lips around him. He hadn't expected it, but he damn sure couldn't - and wouldn't - complain about this as he wound his fingers into her glossy brunette curls.

Her head bobbed, her tongue curled around him each time her lips glided up and down his length. She didn't do this often, but she was too damn good at it and Edgar found himself groaning in pleasure. She looked up at him as she did so, and it turned her on to see him with his head back and eyes closed in pleasure. She could feel him throbbing as he hit the back of her throat, so she knew that he was already close. When she felt him tug her hair and whisper; "Baby come here…" she knew that he was trying to stop her before he finished. However, she dug her nails into his thigh and moved her head faster, and moaned a little when she heard him grunt out her name; "Olivia…"

His member twitched as he spilled over, and she managed to swallow and lick every drop, moving her lips slowly as she did so. When she finally did lift her head, her hair fell over her shoulder as he let go. She smirked at him while licking her lips; "That was fun."

Edgar on the other hand was in disbelief. He'd only finished in her mouth one time before and had stopped her the other times, but clearly she didn't mind as she was smirking still. He reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her to him so that she was now straddling his waist; "Come here, woman." He grabbed her face and kissed her, groaning a little as he could taste himself on her tongue. As they made out, she lowered herself onto him, whimpering into his mouth as she felt him sliding into her. She pulled her lips away, gazing down at him as her jaw dropped; "Shit baby."

Edgar smirked and gave her another kiss as she took a few moments to adjust. He then pulled away and relaxed back against the pillows, holding onto her hips as she began rolling her own hips against him. She had one hand braced against his chest while the other hand moved to her hair as she seemingly was giving him a show. He moved his hand to her stomach, sliding his fingers up her body until he had a light hold on her neck. That seemed to turn her on more as she moved her hips faster, taking him deeper with each roll of her hips as she called out his name.

She found herself growing closer as time ticked on, especially when his hand wound up between her legs, swiping rapidly over her clit. The orgasms built quickly and crashed over her in an instant, causing her to scream his name as her head fell back. She was still moving her hips a little, the moans still falling from her lips until he kissed her. His lips remained on her as he rolled them over so that she was now on her back, his fingers stroking down her body until he hiked her legs up around him more. She whimpered a little especially as she felt him slip deeper.

He grabbed her hands and linked their fingers, now holding her hands over her head as he fucked her hard and fast beneath the sheets. Her screams bounced off the walls, the headboard tapped the wall, his grunts reverberated around the room in between him whispering pure filth in her ear about how good she felt and how she belonged to him. When she whispered for him to cum inside her, he kissed her again, groaning into her mouth as he finally spilled into her.

She gasped against his lips at the feeling of him spilling deep inside her body; the feeling setting off another small orgasm. She squeezed his hands until he finally let go so she could wrap her arms around him, her hand holding onto the back of his head as they made out. Their hearts were racing, they were flushed and overwhelmed with pleasure.

And yet, they felt so perfect.

It took a few moments of soft kisses and touches before he finally slipped out of her, and rolled to her side. Olivia slipped closer and kissed him again, giggling a little as he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her in. They were madly in love, basking in the aftermath of being intimate…

Basking in the peace they only felt when they were together.

A short while later, after they'd talked quietly and spent some time listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the shoreline - which could be heard through their open window - Edgar had nodded off while laying on his front, the sheets stopping around his waist. Olivia had turned onto her side and had the sheets over her, and was just watching him with a loved up look on her face. Her fingers lightly traced over the muscles of his back, over the large tattoo covering his right shoulder blade, and slipped up his neck until they reached his head. She was just watching him sleep as she lightly massaged his scalp, her fingers dancing through the short, soft salt and pepper curls. She found herself thinking about how her life had changed in the best way over these last few years, and how happy and blessed she was. She had never felt a love so intense like this, and God, how grateful she was that she was finally experiencing true love.

She laid there for a while until she decided that she was hungry and needed something. She slowly slipped out of bed and pulled on her robe, and after taking another quick loving glance at her husband - who was still none the wiser as he caught up on some sleep - she slipped out of the room. She headed straight downstairs to the kitchen, looked around in the cupboards for a bit before deciding on some eggs on toast with some of the fresh fruit they had gotten from the market the day before. She pottered around the kitchen; she cut up a mixture of pineapple, strawberries, and mangoes, then proceeded to cook their eggs and make their toast. Once their breakfast was all sorted out, she placed both plates and the large bowl of fruit on the tray along with some strong coffees, then she slowly headed back upstairs while being careful not to drop or spill anything.

Before long she was back in the bedroom; Edgar was still asleep but was hugging her pillow now which made her laugh. She placed the tray on her nightstand before climbing back onto the bed. She leaned down and placed a couple kisses on his cheek before whispering; "Honey, wake up."

It took another couple kisses to his cheek before Edgar finally stirred; he slowly opened his eyes and gave her a sweet, sleepy smile. "Hey baby." He quietly spoke.

"Hey yourself," she grinned, curling her legs under her; "I got you something."

Edgar let out a brief yawn then blinked a couple times as he leaned up on his elbow; "What you got for me?"

Olivia reached over and grabbed a plate and one of the coffee mugs; "Steaming mugs of that strong ass coffee, some fruit, and eggs and toast; we need to replenish."

Edgar laughed as he sat up a little more against the pillows. He quickly kissed her and whispered a "thank you" against her lips before he then took the plate and cup of coffee from her. Olivia grabbed her own food and coffee, and placed the bowl of chopped fruit in between them to share. The two of them engaged in light conversation as they are, just joking around and chatting about any and everything as they always did. Of course they could never just behave, which meant after the food was gone and the coffee was empty, the mugs and plates were back on the nightstand and now the two of them were feeding each other fruit and sharing kisses in between. Of course when mango juice dripped down Olivia's chin, Edgar wasted no time in licking it off before trailing kisses to her neck. She giggled a little, especially as his beard was tickling her; "Babe…behave."

"You just taste so sweet, that's all." He mumbled as he trailed kisses up her neck and jaw. Before long he reached her lips, and he kissed her once again as her hand came to rest on the side of his neck. The kisses were growing passionate again, and before long their bowl of fruit was on the nightstand, her robe was on the floor, and he was on top of her again.

And when he slid into her, she couldn't control her sounds at all;

"Edgar!"

After a few hours of rolling around, finally showering - which was another incident of being intimate - followed by finally getting dressed, Edgar and Olivia were finally making their way to his parents house to get their son.

It was a little past noon; the sun was shining bright against the crystal clear blue skies. Of course it was extremely warm, so Olivia wore a simple, thin strapped pastel blue dress that stopped just a couple inches above her knees with little polka dots and her white low top converse. Her face was makeup free, and her hair continued to tumble down her back in loose waves. Edgar wore a pair of khaki cargo shorts with a plain gray t-shirt and his sneakers. The couple looked like they'd stepped out of a magazine; the colors of their clothes contrasting perfectly against their sun kissed skin.

Before long, they'd reached his parents' house and Edgar let himself in since he had a key. They could hear Kelly and Noah laughing about something, leading the two to exchange a glance before they made their way to the kitchen. They found the grandmother and grandson duo hard at work in the kitchen, decorating cupcakes with Kelly's homemade buttercream icing and sprinkles. The pair hadn't even noticed the couple yet, leading the couple to exchange a glance before Edgar spoke up;

"It's so nice to see that you haven't missed us one bit, Noah."

The two looked up, and Noah instantly smiled as he looked at his parents; "You guys are back already?"

"Jesus, you really didn't miss us did you?" Olivia teased as she went to sit at the island counter.

"He just prefers to spend some time with his good old nana and papa, don't you sweetie?" Kelly smirked at her grandson, who nodded his head happily before giggling as Edgar reached over and ruffled his curls. Kelly scrunched her nose up then looked at Olivia again; "This dress is pretty, sweets; where'd you get it?"

"I actually ordered it; I'll have to send you the link for this shop." Olivia grinned. She then watched as Edgar went around and placed a kiss on his mother's cheek, something that always melted her heart as she loved the bond that he had with his mother. Kelly had given her son a smile then went back to helping Noah with the cupcakes; the little boy was just living his best life honestly as he had definitely enjoyed his time here with his grandparents.

A short while later - with the cupcakes now on a very cute display stand on the patio table along with tall glasses of Kelly's homemade lemonade, Olivia and Edgar found themselves sitting outside on the patio with Kelly and Ron, the four adults just relaxing together while Noah was running around with Kelly and Ron's giant golden retriever, a beautiful dog named Oakley. Edgar and Noah were still feeling extremely loved up, which meant they were sitting very close together; she was tucked into his side, and he had his arm around her waist, affectionately rubbing his thumb against her as he just held her in a protective manner. Kelly and Ron certainly didn't miss how loved up the couple were, but they didn't say a word; they just kept talking as normal.

As Olivia basked in the comfort of being with family, she allowed a moment for her mind to wander. How beautiful was it to have gone from sleepless nights and tears to true love, commitment, and a beautiful family unit in the span of a few years. Sometimes it made her head spin; how fast life seemed to change for her. She sometimes wondered what she had done to deserve such happiness. "Am I really worthy?" she would ask herself sometimes as she looked at the two people who always made her world go 'round.

But she was realizing - and Edgar was helping her realize this as well - that she had always been worthy. It had just taken her a long time to find the person she felt comfortable with; a person that she could open up with, fall freely in love, and commit to.

And now she had him, and there was no going back.

She smiled to herself, listening to her in laws telling some story, at the way her husband laughed while still holding her so tenderly, the way her son laughed loudly as the dog barked and chased him around.

Peace - this was peace.

And she was so damn glad to finally be experiencing it.

I hope you guys enjoyed this, because I certainly enjoyed writing it. Thank you guys for always sticking with me; you're awesome. Lots of love xo