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Chapter: 20
Title: Work It
Summary:Detectives Olivia and Elliot are known for their compatibility and performance as partners in the SVU. While a partnership like theirs would usually result in one bad mishap, the two seem to have their feelings undercontrol. While everyone can clearly see they have deep feelings of unconfessed love for each other, cliche they themselves have not noticed. How hard is it to suppress such emotions when they are together? Just how trying are their lives as partners? What happens when the two are put through severe trials in order to test their loyalty, trust, devotion, honor, and their love? Just how far will the other go in order to protect their secretly beloved? Read to see how the Gravity of their love is defined.
A/N: I was going to update and post chapter 19 on saturday, but as I said in that A/N, I was so many sheets to the wind with an enormous headache and I only got a paragraph typed before my head hit the keyboard and I woke up with letters etched into my fucking face. Yeah.. Now I have a killer hangover and a dozen words plastered on my face and I look like hell Lmao. I got online for a bit today... But I noted that there seem to a few new great ass stories. So, I'm thinking about leaving for a bit and then coming back to see what else happens... Maybe there'll be a slew of them and I can have fun reading for a change.
Nah, I think I'll stick to writing and updating, then reading and reviewing.
Last chapter, Cragen needed to let them know that on the job display of affection is prohibited if they want to remain partners, however, its just like Liv and El to find discrete ways to do things on the job, isn't it? So, how will they be oh so secret? I don't know yet, so bare with me! I will be replying to reviews soon, I promise. Hell I might already reply to them by the time I post this. I am so out of order it isn't funny. Crazy weekend calls for some break, right?
I hope no one is mad that I didn't update like my norm. Sorry. Again, mad ass party and I just had to go. I had thought I already typed the chapter, but apparently my memory sucks ass because when I opened the doc labeled "GOL 19" Only the disclaimer appeared... Imagine my expression and keep in mind I was half-awake and drunk as hell. Again, I was lazy and didn't go through and backspace any damn thing at the start of chapter 19, so if I barely make sense and it sucks, I blame that on my influence.
The party was fun and funny as hell. I never thought I could dance the way I did Lmao. Then I found myself stumbling up the stairs to my dorm room and my roommate was noooot happy at all. LOL. I wish I had a camera, her expression was priceless. If you knew her, and had to spend time living with her like I unfortunately have to because the headmaster is just soo damn annoying, you guys would have been dying. Shes the snobby type, alright? You be friendly and say hi to her, you get a nose in the air. You've gotta have money to fit in with her, or your not 'cool' enough to be in her little clique. I find that too damn funny because this ain't highschool anymore, but any ways, it was just so fucking funny to see her expression. She was pissed and tired, and so not glamorous like she always has to be. LMAO. I still can't stop laughing and I am going to torment her over that look all the time. At least until she's the first to say good morning and when I say it, she doesn't reply with 'hmph.' Or that look... God, she is so damn annoying. Shes staring at me right now and is giving me one of those "I'm too good to be roomed with you" looks. Too bad theres a policy against fighting here. I'd kick her ass right here right now. But I aint wasting my hard earned money and gettin kicked out. Screw that. I'll deal with her bitchy ass. Any body feel like moving to Ohio and being my roommate? Lmao. It would save me from this hell!
Anyway, she's leaving, thank god.
Back to typing my A/N. I am writing a new story for EO! Mwahah... I am going to work on finishing this one first though. It might just make 50 chapters if the plan I have in mind works out. If not, whose to say when it will ever end? It might end soon, or not at all. Hm, totally don't know. I do know that I have ideas I need to write out and soon! But I first want to get a fanbase here in the L&O SVU fics. That way I get tons of feedback and can be all smiles everyday, yay.
I am working on updating my bio, for anyone who is interested in reading up on my details... I'm planning on changing my penname, so be on the lookout for that as well. Currently, I have 4 stories in the works. Not including this one. 3 of them are EO. One is an X-men fic. RoLo pairing, thats Logan and Ororo aka Storm and Wolverine. I love them as a couple and want them desperately together in the next X-Men movie. I will cry if they aren't together.
There's more smut in this chappy, since I didn't include the work smut in the last one. I just completely made it short and now I am hoping to redeem myself lol. SO at least your getting more smut, right? Love me more now, ;o
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Olivia had no idea how they managed to make it to the table in the interroation room, but somehow they had made it there. And that was all that mattered. He didn't question it, and neither did she. Instead, the two put their mouths in more useful places...
Elliot was too busy smothering her neck and shoulders with wet kisses, while she moaned in response and tugged his shirt over his head. Piece by piece, their clothing had been discarded, and Olivia found herself staring up at a grinning Elliot from her position on the table. His lips met hers for the hundredth time and she instantly melted into him as he slid his tongue into her mouth. Neither cared that anyone could walk in on them, they were too engrossed in each other to even give a damn where they were about to have sex. At least one place could be checked off the list Olivia had...
'Places to Fuck Elliot... Interrgation room... check!'
Elliot laid her back gently, and she dropped her knees open to reveal the place he wanted the most access to. The head of his dick brushed against her slick cunt, and she nearly came right then. He was teasing her; purposely sliding himself along her slit,m enjoying the tort...pleasure he was causing her.
"God, El... Please..." She begged, but knew she wasn't going to get just yet. The look in his eyes told her he wanted to take this slow. She slid her hands along his back, his eyes still staring into her own, and she found it hard to break the gaze. His hands slid themselves down the length of her, feeling highly privileged such a woman wanted him. And she wasn't just any woman. This was Olivia. Olivia Benson. His Olivia. She was the most important woman to him, and had been for so long now. Ever since their first day on the job together. Ever since his eyes made contact with hers for the first time. Ever since his heart declared itself forever unavailable to anyone besides her.
He grasped her thighs, bringing them up to his waist as his lips dipped to the crook of her neck and proceeded to wrap around the the other side. Olivia shivered in pleasure, and Elliot smirked when her nipples beaded from both pleasure and the cold air that dusted through the room. He leaned down, thrusting his hips forward slightly to brush himself against her again. He heard her whimper, and he did it again, suckling on her tan nipple. He gently tugged at the bud with his teeth before flicking his tongue over it again and again, eliciting a series of pants from her.
"Elliot." Her voice was firm, demanding, and he knew she wanted him inside of her. He wanted to be in her. Wanted to feel her around him. Her legs clamped around his waist, and he pushed himself into her, pinning her arms above her head as he intertwined their fingers. Her body arched up against his at the friction pumping between her legs, and the mounds of her firm breasts met his chiseled chest, and she let out a searing moan of pure pleasure. He felt her pussy clamp around him, and his dick felt fucking amazing as he began his reckless thrusting. The table was sliding, inch by inch as he pounded his rigid length into her shuddering cunt. He could feel her juices leaking from her, could feel them dripping down his length and it made his mouth water.
Olivia felt her body go into overdrive as his dick plundered her cunt, making her writhe helplessly beneath him. Her body was sweaty now; sliding along the table as he held her into place with his hands. She out stretched her legs, arching her back again as she clamped her walls around his cock for the sheer pleasure it caused them both. His dick was throbbing now; throbbing so much Olivia fought hard to control her pulsing pussy. She wanted to cum, let it all out now. But she held just a little longer, every muscle tightening in her body. Elliot watched her from above, taking in all of her beauty. He watched as the glistening sweat made her tan skin shimmer with an untouchable flame. It made her seem like she was too good to be true. He'd always thought that. And he'd be damned if he didn't let people know she were taken. And so he marked her, leaving suction marks on her neck and chest, even on her thighs. Fuck anyone who had ever hoped to be with her. She wasn't going anywhere but home with him from now on. His eyes danced down her, watching as he muscles bulged. That aroused him in more ways than one, and gave his dick the extra push he needed to continue.
As if he'd been re-energized, he withdrew his hips almost completely, watching as she narrowed her eyes up at him. He replied to her unasked question with a smirk as he slammed his hips into hers, resulting in one loud scream.
"ELLIOT!" Her body arched, feeling his intruding member pulverize her pussy. She couldn't help it, she came violently and locked her legs around his waist. He moved; picking her up as he pounded into her against the wall now. Her body slid up and down it, the friction pumping into her caused her inner walls to spasm. She could feel the pain; mixing with the pleasure and it was arousing beyond belief. Oh hell, they sure as hell weren't getting any fucking sleep tonight. Not if she had anything to do about it. He was going to pay for making her cum again.
"Oh Olivia..." He moaned, burying his face in the crook of her neck as hot spurts of cum shot out from the tip of his dick and into her tight canal. The feeling made her lose control, and she bucked her hips. "God, Liv...baby.." He whispered, hugging her to him, still sheathed deep within her heat.
"El, lets go home. Now. Please?" She begged, eyes pleading him. Screw the pain, she wanted more of him. Elliot had always admired that about her. Endurance was one of her arousing qualities. He'd always imagined how it would feel to have his dick submerged inside of her. Hell, he'd often wanted to fall asleep just resting his stiff cock in her wet and tight pussy.
"Baby, you know we have to finish those reports..." He hated saying no to her.. but an idea suddenly popped into his mind. They dressed quickly and walked back out into the squad room. Elliots mouth found its way to hers again and he slid her jeans down to her knees. She sat on the edge of her chair, feeling quite giddy about him eating her beneath the desk while she typed her end of the reports. Elliot had always been late typing them; he was never one to be an early bird...
Any coherent thoughts completely left her head the moment she felt Elliots tongue come into contact with her heated core. Instantly she spread her legs more, leaning back in her chair while she typed as fast as she could, trying desperately not to mess up anything. This was quite the challenge indeed... Distraction definitely wasn't a game she liked to play, but hell, it was fun so far. Elliot began to suck, causing her to move a hand beneath her table to press at the back of his head. He moaned into her; sliding his tongue into her labia before teasing her clit.
"El...El...oh..El..." She gasped, eyes shuddering from such pleasure. His tongue licked the length of her cunt, and she came so hard, he thought he was going to cum himself. His name rolled off her tongue, along with a few other curses that were almost inaudable. He grinned in satisfaction, and by the time he was finished devouring her delicious pussy, the early morning shift began to walk into the room. Olivia had to scoot her chair all the way in so they couldn't see her bare ass sitting in the chair. She was glad she kept her jacket hanging on the back... Elliot skimmed out the other side, straighting himself and then tossing a pen onto the table.
"Got it!" He exclaimed, smiling to their co workers who had been staring at him. They laughed, and turned their heads, obviously not knowing what had just transpired.
"Close call El." Olivia breathed, leaning back in her chair as she pulled up her pants. Elliot flashed her a smirk, watching as she stood. "I'm finished with my report." She stated, eyes sparkling. "Can we get out of here now?" Her voice was even more demanding, and his dick was already fighting against the confinement of his jeans. He saw a new picture frame on her desk, and as he came around to her side to reach the lockers, he took a peek. The picture was of a little girl, Synthia. The one they'd saved. He remembered her saying she was her niece... Those thoughts were quickly pushed to the back of his mind when her hand came into contact with his ass. She squeezed it firmly, and chuckled at the look on his face. The questions could wait till later, he thought.
"So, Liv... Are you still hungry?" The smirk on his face was obvious as they made their way out of the precinct.
A/N: Ah...my mind is soo wandering right now lmao and I am such a perv. I will get back to the original story line soon guys, I promise. But I find it increasingly hard to steer myself away from that tempting gutter... It is my new home, and I can't stay away from home for too long. My roommates would so worry about me, and I can't have my EO smut buddies worrying! Thats not a good thing. Anywho, +Review+ Please! :)
