Disclaimer: I don't own it…..Dick Wolf does.

A/N: Sorry It's been so long. So here's the next part. Constructive criticism please; it sucks doesn't help. Anyway R&R. I may just stop here, because I'm not sure if anyone actually wants me to continue.

The Island

Chapter 5: Believer

"Fuck El! Can't you wait two seconds?" Olivia moaned as Elliot pinned her to the wall and attacked her lips.

"I've waited almost eleven years," Elliot growled pinning Olivia's hands above her head.

"Then you can wait two more seconds." Olivia giggled easily slipping from Elliot's grasp and going into the kitchen.

"Liv, what's wrong? Are you not ready?"

"Stabler, I've had sex before." Olivia removed her badge and gun and placed them next to the sink. "Stabler, what are you staring at?"

"Even before sex your still bad ass Benson." Elliot giggled.

"Oh, Fuck You!"

"No, but I'd love to fuck you.' Elliot moved towards Olivia and slowly wrapped his arms around her waist lifting her onto the kitchen's island.

"You're not to bad to look at yourself Stabler."

The next few hours were a mix of heat, sweat, and passionate screams. Elliot paid attention to every part of Olivia's body while she marveled at his tenderness. He nearly died when she called out his name over and over. Olivia had never felt better in her life, and was couldn't even remember half of what happened. It was just hours of heaven in his arms. Elliot had never felt anything so right, or seen anything so beautiful. Both awoke to a clothes littered floor. Olivia laughed still feeling his tongue in her mouth and his hands on her body.

"Morning." Elliot mumbled into Olivia's hair. "Why don't I make breakfast while you take a shower?"

"I'm sore. How many times did we do it last night?" Olivia asked walking into the kitchen freshly showered.

"Let's see there was the couch, the wall, the table, the bed, and then I lost count." Elliot laughed placing two platest of eggs and bacon on the table.

"Which would explain why I fell like I got the crap beat out of me." Olivia bit into the bacon.

"What's the matter Benson, haven't gotten laid in awhile?" Elliot said joking around.

"Now that I have you I don't care." She looked into his eyes.

"I love you Olivia."

"I love you two Elliot."

Elliot walked to Olivia's side of the table and lifted her off the chair.

"El." She squealed. "I haven't finished my breakfast."

"Oh you can eat when we get home." Elliot planted a kiss on her lips and carried her off to the bedroom.