Disclaimer: If they were mine, Chris Meloni wouldn't be leaving SVU.

A/N: I work at the movies so this was really easy to write. I have caught people and this just took the cake. Lol *wink wink*

Tired of awful guys and their awful ass dates, Olivia vowed to stop looking for a man and just wait for one to come to her. She wasn't desperate; she just wanted someone who would pay her a little attention like her friend's got from their boyfriends and husbands. She always ended up with the down low, broke down, nothing going for themselves types of guys and she was over it. She was a respectable business woman and she wouldn't let herself lower herself to that level, but that's all she had been getting lately. Olivia looked down at her outfit and cursed. She looked too damn good to go and take this outfit. She wore a lavender jersey dress with silver peep toe pumps and a silver bag. Her outfit was accompanied by silver bangles and silver hooped earrings with her hair swept up in a silver clip with a butterfly. Olivia knew she looked good when every head turned when she had walked into the restaurant and to think it had all went to hell in forty five minutes of her meeting her date.

Olivia looked at the clock that blinked eight thirty on her dashboard as she left the run down red lobster her new date had just taken her to. She realized that she had time to catch the new movie X-Man First Class. She stepped on the gas and headed towards the nearest movie theater so she could relax and relieve herself of the unsuccessful dinner. Olivia pulled out her cell phone and began dialing Alex's number to see if she wanted to join her for this spectacular movie.

"Hello," Alex said.

"Hey girl, you busy," Olivia asked with excitement.

"Umm yeah, what's up Liv," Alex asked a little hoarse.

"I wanted you to check out the new X-Man movie with me tonight," Olivia told her.

"Sorry Liv, Jeremy and I just got home from seeing it," Alex told her as she sighed in the phone.

"Ok, talk to you later," Olivia told her a little disappointed.

After calling about three more people and being turned down, Olivia decided she would go by her damn self. She didn't need other people to make her feel good and she was going to prove it. This was one movie she wasn't going to miss no matter if her life depended on it.

Olivia pulled up and found a close parking spot, thanking God, because she wasn't in the mood for walking a long way. She became even more disappointed as she approached the line and realized it was going to be one long ass night as she looked at the line wrapped around the building. All she could think was that they were trying to get into X-Man and by the time she had gotten to the ticket booth, it would be sold the hell out. Olivia was about to get discouraged when she spotted a sexy man towards the front of the line. He was very easy to spot because he was tall, vanilla, and his body had delicious written all over it. He had on a pair of neatly ironed jeans and a white oxford shirt. She took a quick survey of the people standing to the side and couldn't picture this beautiful piece of art having anything to do with them so she decided to take a chance and make a daring move.

He stared down at her as she slid in front of him and caressed her ass up against his dick. She wasn't trying to, it was just a tight spot and she made herself fit. She looked up as she grabbed his arms and wrapped them around her. "Hey baby, sorry I'm late," Olivia told him seductively.

Sexy grinned at her, flashing this cinematic smile that made Olivia wonder why people weren't lined up to see him on the big screen. Olivia loved the feel of his hands as they entangled in hers. She couldn't believe she had done something so crazy and it hadn't back fired.

"It's not a problem," he replied in a voice so deep, her panties were starting too slid down her body by themselves. It was something about him that mesmorized the hell out of her not to mention the smell of his CK cologne swirling through her nostrils made her body react unconsciously.

Before Olivia knew it, they were at the front of the line and the young girl behind the window wanted to know what movie they were going to see. Olivia immediately blurted out, "X-Man."

Sexy cleared his throat, "Yes, can I have two for X-Man?" Olivia smiled to herself as she was impressed with his coolness about the situation. Olivia took her crinkled up ten out of her purse and tried to hand it to him, but he refused it saying, "its okay. I've got this one sweetheart. You can pay next time."

He paid for both tickets and handed her one. Olivia blushed, wondering if there really would be a next time, completely forgetting about her horrible date from earlier. Once inside, Olivia came to her senses trying to brush off Mr. Sexy and telling him to take the ten and call it even.

Olivia turned and walked away so she could hurry and get in the concession lines before they became even longer. Hungry from earlier since she never got to enjoy her meal, she waited impatiently in the line as a woman in the front of her had five bad ass kids that wanted everything on the damn menu. Olivia took the liberty of digging in her purse for some money so she wouldn't hold anyone else up when she felt someone breathing down her neck. She didn't have to turn around to figure out who it was, his cologne identified himself.

Olivia didn't turn around when he whispered, "Now that's not fair. Ditching me before we even get inside and find a seat." He pressed the bill back into her hand. "Please don't insult me again by trying to force this on me."

Olivia giggled but kept her eyes straight ahead. She didn't want him to see her blushing or hear her quickening of her breaths. She also didn't want to look at him for the fear of tonguing the hell out of him in this public place.

"Are you asking me to be your date?"

He ran his fingertips of his left hand over Olivia's bare shoulder, and it made her jump. "Only if you're not planning on embarrassing me by saying no."

He stepped closer and his dick rubbed up against her ass again. She wasn't sure if it was intentional or whether he was pressed into closer quarters because of the increasingly longer line behind them, but at that moment she didn't give a damn.

Olivia moved back on him and started gyrating her hips a little. She needed a distraction from these people in front of her and Mr. Sexy was doing the trick. She knew she wasn't acting very professional, but nothing about this night had been professional.

"Sure you can be my date," Olivia answered, turning her neck so she could see him. He gave her that sexy grin again. "By the way, I'm Olivia," she announced.

For five seconds, Olivia had debated about using a fake name but opted against it in case something real came out of what she was about to do. At this point, Olivia had made up her mind she was going to fuck the hell out of this man.

"I'm Elliot." Elliot wrapped his hands around her waist, as they started swaying back and forth, looking like long time lovers having trouble keeping their hands off each other. "It's a pleasure to meet you Olivia."

"The pleasures all mine," Olivia purred into his neck.

She didn't know what was going on, all she knew was she was enjoying the hell out of herself. She didn't know where this over confidence had come from but she liked it. She was finally letting herself go and having a good time. Olivia snapped out of her little pleasure feast and ordered her popcorn and Coke and insisted on paying for Elliot's Sprite and box of Red Hots. As they entered the theater it was jammed packed, leaving them with only two options: sitting in the very front or in the handicap section set off by themselves in the back. In an instant Olivia knew where they would be sitting because she had major plans ahead for him.

The previews were on as they got settled in. Elliot's long right leg was pressing against her thigh, so Olivia decided to feel him up and see how muscular it was. Just as she suspected, the man had been hitting somebody's gym with a vengeance. Elliot decided to return the favor and felt her thigh, making Olivia instantly wet.

The opening credits started, and Olivia leaned over and whispered in his ear, "If something happens, will you protect me?"

Elliot showed her his pearly whites, "Certainly. You want to sit on my lap?"

They both laughed. Olivia felt herself starting to blush as she answered, "Not right now, maybe later." Olivia decided to become bold then and stuck the tip of her tongue in Elliot's ear, darting it in and out quickly like swiping a card in an ATM machine. Even his inner ear was delectable, and that did it for her. "There is something I would like to do right about now, though."

Elliot ran his fingers down the center of her breastbone and rubbed one of her nipples through the thin fabric of her jersey dress. It grew hard enough to cut diamonds. If a man could play with her nipples just right, she knew he was for the taking. Of course, fucking Elliot had already been predetermined before he went anywhere near her nipple.

"Can I have one of your Red Hots?" Olivia asked as a light bulb went off in her head. Elliot took Olivia by the chin and slipped her his tongue, which she gratefully accepted. Elliot's tongue was thick and warm, and his kiss was powerful yet passionate. Olivia knew that you could always tell a lot about a man from his kisses. If he was rough, he would be rough in bed. If he was self, just giving you a little peck thinking that amounts to foreplay, then he would be selfish in bed. But if he was passionate, then he would be passionate and give some toe-curling action in bed.

He handed me the box of candy. "You can have whatever you want, and I mean that literally."

Olivia took the box and started ripping the lid open. "And I'll take you up on your offer, literally."

Olivia put three Red Hots in her mouth, immediately feeling the heat trickle down her throat, and got down on her knees between his legs. Luckily, there were no filled seats for about four feet in front of them and the people occupying them were totally caught up in the film, just as Olivia had hoped. Olivia thought to herself she would just have to catch the special effects later, because she had a few she wanted to try out on her own.

Olivia undid the zipper on Elliot's jeans and dug inside for the pot of gold. It was long and sleek just like him. Olivia wasted no time licking around the head like it was a cone of Bruster's cookie dough ice cream. Elliot flinched feeling the chills running down his legs. After dipping her tongue into his slit, Olivia made my way down the back side of his shaft, distributing kisses all over to let him know much she wanted to please him.

Elliot was speechless as Olivia grabbed the base of his dick with one hand, caressing his balls through his jeans with the other and started taking him deep, inch by inch, until she had to relax her tonsils to take him all in. Olivia could tell he was trying to keep his moans to a library-voice level, but it wasn't going to work. A couple of good ones did escape his lips when he came in her mouth about ten minutes later. The Red Hots weren't completely dissolved, but I could still tell he was sweet. That meant he was eating right, because a man's taste is directly related to his healthy eating.

Olivia sat back down in the seat beside Elliot while he tried to regain some composure, wondering if he planned to return the favor. Indeed he did! After a five-minute breather, Elliot pulled Olivia up out of the chair and led her to the back wall of the theater, taking his Coke and the box of Red Hots with us. Olivia didn't put up any objections when he lowered the straps of her dress, letting her breast dangle freely. He took the lid off his cup, took out a piece of ice, put it in his mouth, and started sucking her nipples, first one at a time and then bother together, pushing them inward with his strong hands.

Elliot made his way down to her belly button, lifting the bottom of her dress so he could get to her divine pussy. Olivia had to curtail a laugh because she was extremely ticklish, and the ice cube in Elliot's mouth felt like something out of one of her wet dreams. He started pulling on her cotton white panties as they slid over her hips and hit the floor. Olivia watched in amazement as Elliot reached for the Red Hots instead of more ice as he threw it in his mouth.

"Let me please you," Elliot whispered as he lifted her left leg and placed it on his shoulder, lapping at her pussy lips in a fashion she had never experienced before. Elliot buried his nose and mouth into Olivia's center, and she threw her head back in ecstasy as her toes curled up against his back.

"This is so crazy," Olivia said to no one in particular. She was becoming delirious at the fact that she was letting a complete stranger suck all up on her in a crowded movie theater. Elliot ate Olivia out for a good while and she enjoyed every second of it. The man didn't just have skills; he had skillz with a Z, meaning he worked some magic with his tongue. Olivia came in Elliot mouth, and before she could take a single restorative breath, he stood up and lifted her against the wall and invaded her sugary walls with his splendid dick. She wrapped her legs around his back, her arms around his shoulders, and settled in a comfortable ride. Elliot gave her his tongue again, which was a good thing because it helped to stifle Olivia's moans. Olivia could feel Elliot's ball sack jiggling up and down against the bottom of her thighs as he picked up speed and caught a rhythm. Someone started screaming on the movie screen, and Olivia couldn't take it anymore. She broke their kiss and let out a scream of her own not caring who heard her. Olivia wasn't sure if anyone heard her, but at that moment, she really didn't give a damn. Olivia could feel her body tensing. Olivia knew she couldn't hold out any longer and her screaming was pushing Elliot to the edge as well.

One scream led to another, and the sex was so good that Olivia dug her teeth into Elliot's neck and gave him what was sure to turn out to be one big-ass hickey. That must have set off something in Elliot because a moment later, Olivia felt Elliot explode inside of her as Olivia's own cum trickled down her inner thighs onto the dark carpet.

Elliot stood there, holding her in place against the wall for a little while, while they caught their breaths. They marveled in the events that had just taken place. How she had conned him into letting her pass, how he groped her and teased her in the concession line until now, them both breathing heavily. All Olivia could do was think about taking Elliot home with her, laying him down on her king-size waterbed, and riding him atop the waves for the rest of the weekend.

That's exactly what Olivia did also. She asked him to come home with her and he didn't hesitate one bit. Elliot promised Olivia he would bring her back to see it the next day. Unfortunately they didn't make it to the theater the next day, or the day after either. Olivia couldn't get herself off of Elliot and Elliot couldn't get out of Olivia.

Her date from Red Lobster started calling her and texting her asking could he have a second chance. Olivia simply turned off her phone and explained to Elliot who the guy was and how that night when they met she had been on a horrible date earlier that day. That night, they both had a long talk on Olivia's balcony as they ate fruit salad and a bottle of Chardonnay. As it turned out, Elliot and Olivia had a lot in common. Everything from music to cultural activities, Olivia felt as if she knew this man in and out. Olivia wasn't looking for this to continue as a relationship, but as it turned out Elliot fit into Olivia's world perfectly. He didn't mind her long hours and her crazy work schedule; he enjoyed having a powerful woman he could compete with. Olivia knew it wasn't the way she wanted to pick of a guy, but unordinary actions can become unexpected pleasures.

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