This story is difficult, especially since I'm making it up as I go, so I'm sorry if it takes me awhile to update. It's like improve acting. Whatever keys I press, stay... lol

Anyway, I'll get to the story.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LAW & ORDER: SVU; DICK WOLF DOES

It had been two weeks since Olivia had first been forced to strip for the ring, and every other night since then she had been focred to continually strip and flaunt her body in front of dozens of men; men she would never associate with otherwise. She had easily become Gordon's favorite girl, as well as Parker's, and to be honest it made Elliot sick to know that every man was drooling over Olivia's body. Everytime she would go up on stage, Elliot would want to run up and throw his jacket on her. As far as he knew, she was his, and he wasn't willing to share.

Elliot sat at the bar, taking a sip of the beer that had been in his hands for the past hour. He didn't want to be here, but he knew he had to protect Olivia, and he knew that the only way to do that was to make sure one of these men didn't hurt her while she was on stage.

"You ready for our little Russian prize?" Gordon asked, taking a seat next to Elliot.

Elliot looked up at Gordon before nodding and taking another sip of his beer. Truth be told, Gordon annoyed the hell out of him. He hated being near the prick, but he had to pretend that he was one of them. "Hell yes," he said, noticing as Parker took a seat on the opposite side of him.

The three heard the men around them begin to yell, and applaud, and they knew Olivia was on stage. Elliot turned and watched Olivia walk out on stage, taking off her shirt and gripping the pole in the middle of the stage. He hated himself for enjoying this, but he couldn't help but watch. She was beautiful, and each and everytime she got up there, his body reacted in ways he never thought possible. "Hey, Kent, someone's got a hard on for the stripper," Gordon said with a smirk, before he downed a shot of vodka.

Elliot looked down at his crotch, noticing how much the fabric in his pants was strained. He was harder than he ever thought possible, and it all Olivia's fault. He knew it was going to be another night of jacking off in the bathroom, trying to calm himself down long enough to get back to the house.

"At least he's able to get it up," Parker said with a smirk, ignoring the glare Gordon was giving him.

Elliot ignored the two. He stood from his stool and made his way to the back, waiting for Olivia's show to be over. He was going to make her his, and he was going to do it the only way he knew how.

He waited for Olivia's show to end, knowing what he was about to do was going to change everything between them. He watched as she walked back to her dressing room, before he followed her back there, grateful that he was the one responsible for getting her dressed and back in the van.

He watched as she walked past him, swaying her hips a little more than necessary, making him groan. She was teasing him, and damnit, he felt as if he was going to cum just looking at her. He quickly walked up behind her, grabbing her hip, using his free hand to open her dressing room door, before pushing the both of them inside.

"What are you doing?" she asked in her perfect accent. She watched as Elliot shut her door and locked it, before turning back to her.

"Stop with the accent, I won't last if you keep that up." He walked up to her, grabbed her hips drawing her close, before he crashed her lips onto his. "God Olivia, you don't know what you do to me," he said, kissing his way down her body, attaching his lips to her neck, making her moan.

"Elliot," Olivia whispered, bringing her hands to his chest. "We can't do this here," she said, her body betraying her words, as she threw her head back, allowing Elliot more access.

Elliot let out a groan, as his hands traveled down her body. He pulled her panties down, making her gasp, before he rubbed her center, feeling how much she wanted this. "You want this Liv, don't try to deny it," he said, pushing a finger into her, making her gasp at the sensation.

Elliot pulled his finger out of her, groaning when he looked in her eyes. She wanted him, just as much as he wanted her, and he was willing to take her right then and there. He began to unbuckle his pants, stopping when he heard someone knock on the door.

"Kent, get your ass out here. Parker wants to talk to you."

Elliot let out another groan. He fixed his pants, before he looked down at Olivia. They'd have to finish this, sometime when they wouldn't be interupted. He opened the door, and looked at Olivia once more, before walking out of the room and down the hall. He hated leaving Olivi alike this, but he knew he had to get back to Parker before everyone suspected anything. He would get Olivia alone, and he would let her know how much he loved, and wanted her.

Olivia looked behind her once more, hoping no one had followed her. Parker and Gordon had gone out, so they had left her with Tony and his brother, who of course got wasted and ended up passing out on the couch, leaving Olivia free to sneak out to meet Elliot. She looked at the motel once more, before walking into the building and up to the room Elliot had told her to meet him in.

She knocked on the door, hoping that he would be inside. She knew the two were taking a risk sneaking out, but after last night, they needed to talk.

She let out a huge sigh of relief when she saw Elliot appear on the other side of the door, his smile making her melt a little. "Elliot," she said with a smile.

Elliot quickly pulled her inside, before shutting the door. "How'd you escape?" he asked, placing his hand on the small of her back and leading her to the bed.

Olivia shrugged. "It wasn't that hard," she said, taking a seat on the edge of the bed, watching as he did the same. "So, you have me all to yourself," she said with a wink, placing her hand on his thigh.

Elliot looked down at his partner's hand, which was dangerously close to a very sensitive part of his body, and took a deep breath. "This is a little less romantic than in my head, but you need to know. I love you Olivia, and now that Kathy and I are done, I-"

Before he could finish, Olivia's lips were on his, her hands cupping his face. "You don't know how long I've waited for you to say that," she whispered, caressing the side of his face. "I love you too El," she said, giving him another hard kiss. Her hands immediately went to his shirt, unbuttoning it as fast as she could.

As soon as his shirt was off, her hands began to caress his chest, making him moan. "Liv, wait." Olivia pulled away, staring into his eyes, waiting for him to speak again. "Are you sure you want this?"

Olivia nodded, and that was all the permission he needed, as he pushed her down into the bed. He quickly pulled off her shirt, unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off, leaving her in a bra and matching panties. "Liv, you're so beautiful," he said planting a kiss in the valley inbetween her breasts.

"Elliot," she said, grabbing his jeans and pulling him closer. "Off, now!"

Elliot nodded, before standing up, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them off, along with his boxers. He watched as Olivia's eyes widened as she took in his length. She had always imagined him to be a big man, but this by far passed her expectations.

He climbed ontop of her, kissing her deeply, before he pulled back and looked into her eyes. Without another word, he pushed into her slowly, hearing her breath hitch in her throat. He waited a few moments, allowing her to stretch and adjust to his size. "Elliot, move," she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist, and her arms around his neck.

Elliot did as he was told and began his thrusts. She was so hot, and tight, it took all he had to not lose it then and there. "Elliot," Olivia moaned, throwing her head back, giving Elliot the perfect opportunity to nip at her neck, making her moan even more.

He groaned when she dug her nails into his back, adding pain to the pleasure. He wanted nothing more than to thrust into her as fast as he could, but this was their first time together, he wanted to make it last as long as possible.

Her body began to tighten around him, and this only egged him on more. "Elliot, oh god, Elliot," she moaned, her noises causing Elliot to let out a few groans and moans of his own. "I'm going to-"

"I know baby," he said, kissing her lips once more. He thrust a few more times, feeling her clench around his dick, as her orgasm washed over her. He caught her scream with his lips, as he continued his thrusts, hitting into her harder and deeper.

He felt that familiar tightening, and he knew he was nearly ready to release. A few more thrusts into her, and he finally let go, spilling his hot seed into Olivia, calling out her name in the process.

Elliot collapsed on top of Olivia, caressing her face. "I love you," he whispered, kissing her softly.

"I love you too El."

Elliot looked down at Olivia and smiled. As long as he was with her, he knew he would be able to keep her safe.

Olivia walked into her room, exhausted. She and Elliot had been sneaking around for a little two weeks, and each time they were together, she was the happiest she had ever been her entire life. She knew the two were risking everything, including this operation by sneaking around, but she couldn't stay away from him.

She closed her door, letting out a sigh, and walked to her bed, where she noticed a small piece of paper. She quickly grabbed the paper, unfolded it, and read what it had to say.

Meet me at the hotel on fifty-third. I have a surprise for you

Olivia looked at the note and smiled. She hadn't seen Elliot the whole day, so being able to spend time with just him was going to be amazing. She quickly walked out of the room, making sure that no one was around to see her, before she walked out of the house. She knew it was going to be hard, but she needed to see Elliot.

Olivia walked up to the door of the hotel room she was supposed to meet Elliot at. She took a deep breath, before sliding the key through the door, and opening the door. She walked into the room, surprised to see the lights turned off. "Elliot?" she called out, walking towards the bed. "Elliot, I thought-"

Before she could finish, she fell to the floor, unconcious. "Surprise," Gordon said, walking to the other side of Olivia, squatting down to look at her face. He tossed the lamp he had hit Olivia with on the bed, knowing it had done its purpose. Gordon picked up Olivia, and walked out of the room. He had suspected something was going on with her, and now he was going to find out.

He quickly put Olivia into the back of her car, and drove off, hoping to get to the bottom of things.

Soooo,

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