Sadly, I don't own any of them. They are forever bound to Dick Wolf and his imagination.

The awkward and dorky ideas belong to me Collette Daniela, (Formerly KrazyKasey)©

"Baby…good to know," Elliot said with a wink.

"El, what's going on? Someone spike your drink with testosterone?"

"I'm sorry, it's just that I care for you so much. I hate having to be Benson and Stabler all the time. I want to be Liv and El. Just us. No perps, no guns, no IAB. God, could you imagine life without IAB?"

"If only. Ohkay. So, being just Liv and El. What all does this entail?

Here it goes. Make it or break it Liv. And I'm pretty sure you just broke it. Maybe things will go back to normal around here at least.

K Stabler, you set it up, you played it out, now go in and get it. You know damn well everything that she wants and needs. It's Olivia for Christ's sake. You know her better than she knows herself. Prove it to her and in five minutes, they'll be no more curiosity in either one of our minds. Go.

As Elliot took his breath to talk, Liv jumped in.

"It's ohkay, I'm not mad or anything, I just want to know where all of this back-rub and 'baby' stuff is coming from." Like she hadn't already planned out exactly what she wanted to hear in her head…

"It's just a nick-name, we're like family aren't we?" He had backed down. "Like my sister or my weird aunt or my mother."

"You call your mother 'baby'?"

"Geez, Liv will you cut me some slack, I-"

Her lips touched his cheeked. She moved fast, so fast that Elliot missed it all in a single blink. The corner of her bottom lip just barely touched the spot where the corner of Elliot's lip faded from red to his pale colored skin. As both of them held their breath, she dragged her lips across Elliot's lips, refusing to kiss him, but continued on up the other side of his face, up to his ear. She whispered. Elliot nearly had a heart attack before any sound even poured out of her lips. "Can you give me a hint as to what you want right now, El?"

Elliot still couldn't breathe. Or think for that matter. Fuck! Wasn't I the one who planned out a month of convincing Liv to give us a try? What the hell is she doing? He let out a short painful breath.

"Please," he whispered. "Tell me what you're doing." He snaked a hand down her arm until he met her hand, and intertwined her fingers in his.

"Just making last night's dream a reality," Olivia whispered into his ear. Elliot's eyes were frozen open wide, his lungs stilled, the hair on the back of his neck stood up on end, and he was harder than he had been in so long.

"You had a dream, Liv?" He sounded like he had just received the sweetest present he had ever gotten.

Neither one of them moved. Olivia regretted her little game more with every passing second. And Elliot was almost shaking with excitement.

"What about Liv?"

… … …

"What was it about, baby?"

"I dreamt that I walked in my apartment. And the hallway leading to my bedroom was lined with white flower petals. The lights are off in the bedroom, but there are tons of lit candles. And you're wearing a really nice suit, like the one you wore late last week, and you have a flower in your hand for me…"

"Wow, you like romantic stuff like that, Liv?"

"Don't tell anyone," she said, "it's a secret." She winked. "Let me finish. So you've fallen asleep on my bed, in a perfect, straight line. I went and lay down next to you. And I nibble…your…ear…for a bit," she said, sucking on his lobe between each word. Elliot was dying under her spell. "And I do some other stuff to wake you up." She breathed in his ear and kissed his neck with hot lips. "You're still really groggy, like half asleep, and don't know what's going on. I uhh slide off your pants real slow and gentle like and by then you're fully awake, see. But you decide you want to let me have my fun."

"Fuck." Elliot's phone rang. He didn't know the number so ignored it. Liv had already slid off of him and the couch, walking the balcony.

"Hey," El grabbed her hand from behind and snaked one arm around her waist and the other down onto her thigh, forcing himself to caress her as slow as he could. Her knees shook. Her heart raced. She was pissed; she was embarrassed, disappointed in herself for caving in, but beyond all, she was soaked.

And Elliot saw it coming from a mile a way. He had his left hand wrapped around her waist, and with it, grabbed her right hand and spun her around. He raised his right hand so it landed on the middle of her back.

He didn't even kiss her, he just bit her lip. She ran her tongue across his upper lip, then along the inside of his teeth when he allowed her in his mouth.

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