"C'mon, Mrs. Stabler. Let's go mingle."
Elliot pulled her out of the room and the walked hand in hand to join their guests.
"Goodnight, Mom." Kathleen whispered, coming up behind Olivia and hugging her. Olivia turned in her seat to see who it was and stood up immediately. She wrapped Kathleen in an all encompassing hug and kissed the top of her head.
"I love, Katie Bug." She whispered, tears filling her eyes.
"I love you too, Liv." Kathleen sniffed. "You look beautiful tonight."
"So do you." Olivia smiled. "Now, get to bed. We've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow."
Kathleen nodded and went to hug her father.
"'Night Daddy." She said, as she hugged him around the middle.
Elliot kissed the top of her head just as Olivia had and sent her off to bed with a smile.
It was late and the guests had slowly begun to trickle out leaving Olivia, Elliot, Cragen, Fin, and Munch alone in the intimate ballroom. Olivia's shoes were off and as Elliot sat back down, she propped them up on his lap. He laughed and gently began massaging them.
"It starts early, doesn't it Stabler?" Fin laughed.
Olivia nodded sleepily. "Yep."
"Gentlemen, we had better go and leave these two lovebirds to celebrate." Munch announced, standing from the table and nearly falling over.
"Looks like I'll be driving." Cragen said, snatching the keys from Munch.
Elliot and Olivia stood up to bid their fellow detectives and captain goodbye. Cragen put his arm around Olivia's shoulders as they walked to the door.
"You're sure you're okay to drive back to the city, Don? You're more than welcome to stay here. There are plenty of bedrooms and we've rented this place for the next two weeks." Olivia looked up at him with concern in her eyes.
"I'm fine. Not even that tired but I promise that we will stop if we need to. I'll make these two pay for the motel." He said, laughing.
"Good." Olivia nodded.
Cragen pulled her into a hug. "I'm so happy for you, Olivia."
"Thank you, Don. Thank you for everything." Olivia muttered into his shoulder.
They exchanged goodbyes and the newlyweds watched their car pull out of the driveway, hand in hand. Once they had gone, Elliot turned towards Olivia and pulled her to him.
"C'mon." He whispered, pulling Olivia into the house and towards the stairs. "I want to take you out of that dress."
Elliot and Olivia walked up the stairs hand in hand. When they reached the master bedroom, Olivia turned the nob and switched on the light. A wave of confusion swept across her face.
"Elliot, what the hell happened to the bed?" She asked, placing a hand on her hip and turning towards him slightly.
"Shh. You'll see." He whispered, turning her around in his arms so that he could untie the ribbon at the back of her dress.
Elliot began slowly kissing his way down the sensitive skin at Olivia's neck and shoulders. He gracefully untied the silk ribbon and let it flutter to the floor. She leaned back against his chest, arching her back, aching for him to touch her breasts, but he simply slid the dress down her body, careful not to touch any of her newly exposed skin.
"Elliot." She breathed.
"Shh...not yet." He smiled, kissing her neck once again. "Let's go slow."
His words made her quiver. Elliot unlatched her strapless bra and let it tumble to the floor as well. The warmth of his body so close to hers was driving her crazy. She wanted to touch him everywhere, to peel him out of his tux, to feel him inside of her, to show him how happy she was to be his wife.
Suddenly, Olivia felt something soft against her heated and sensitive skin. Elliot was slipping a fleece robe around her shoulders. She put her arms through the sleeves, shooting him a curious look as she did so. Only when she was completely covered did Elliot move around in front of Olivia. He gently dragged his fingers down the v opening of the robe sending goosebumps through her body.
Eliot reached down to tie the belt around her waist and then slipped off his shoes and began unbuttoning his dress shirt. Olivia brought her hands to his and looked into his eyes, silently agreeing to play along with whatever game he had going. She unbuttoned his shirt slowly, careful not to touch him and slid it down his shoulders. She pulled his undershirt up over his head and let that fall to the floor as well. Her hands moved to his belt and as she undid the buckle, her fingers accidentally brushed against his erection, sending shock waves through her body and straight to her lower stomach. Elliot sucked in a harsh breath and closed his eyes as she pulled his pants down over his manhood. She spied the other robe laying on bed and slipped it around his shoulders, just as he had done for her.
Elliot grasped Olivia's hand and led her back down the stairs. The house was completely dark and quiet. The wedding planner and wait staff had gone home hours ago and the kids were fast asleep. Elliot pulled Olivia into the kitchen and towards the french doors that led outside where they had stood just hours earlier as they became husband and wife.
Elliot pulled her into his side as they walked past the trellis they had gotten married under and led her down the hill towards the beach. It was so dark down there but he produced a small flashlight from his robe pocket and they continued walking. They walked down another hill and Olivia gasped as her feet hit the cold sand. The water was still a ways off but the house was now far in the distance. They were completely secluded and alone.
Olivia could feel the excitement pooling in her stomach as they continued to walk towards the water. Elliot turned suddenly and led the pair towards an alcove still a distance from the water. Elliot had managed to find the most hidden section of the beach and set up a makeshift campsite complete with candles and the blankets and pillows from their bed.
"Is this okay?" Elliot asked, suddenly nervous that Olivia wouldn't approve. "I thought our first night as husband and wife could be under the stars." He muttered, shyly.
"Elliot, this is perfect." She breathed, turning to him in excitement as they approached the makeshift bed.
Elliot blew out the candles around them and pulled the comforter down so they could sit on the blanket beneath it. All Olivia could see was the stars above her. They were so vivid. Elliot knelt down on the blankets, gently pulling Olivia down with him. They knelt, facing each other in the darkness as Elliot untied Olivia's robe. He let it fall to the blanket beneath them and she did the same.
It was a cool night but Olivia's skin was burning with anticipation and desire. She slowly brought her hands to Elliot's chest and he pulled her close. He kissed her fervently dragging his hands down the side of her body slowly. Elliot gently lowered Olivia down on the blanket and hovered over her. He pulled the comforter over his shoulders so that they were completely covered from the night air.
Olivia gasped as Elliot began to slither down her body. He nipped and sucked at her neck and collarbone and slowly kissed his way down to her breasts. Olivia put her hands on the back of his head as his mouth found one of her pebbled nipples. She moaned as he sucked hard and rolled the other in his strong, adept fingers. The sensation was unbelievable and Olivia's hips rolled into Elliot's on their own accord. She moaned into the night as his mouth found her other nipple. She was so ready for him and the anticipation was killing her.
Elliot balanced himself above her and continued his journey down her body, their joined body heat making it their little bubble impenetrable to the coolness. He traced circles on her navel with his tongue and continued lower. She couldn't see him beneath the blanket anymore, she could only feel him and that intensified each sensation. She was completely lost in him.
Elliot hovered above her, and gently spread her legs. He trailed his fingers up and down her inner thighs, gently increasing the pressure of his nails against her skin. She squirmed beneath him when she felt his hot breath against her skin. Elliot placed his mouth on the tender skin of the inside of her thigh and slowly began to suck and nip his way upwards. Olivia's hips jolted in anticipation. She craved his touch, his kiss, his tongue, his mouth on her. And then he was there, sliding his wet tongue across her lips. He dipped it inside of her and slowly swirled, giving her just a taste of what was to come. Olivia moaned in response and gripped the blanket beneath her. She breathed his name over and over again as he slowly moved his tongue up to her clit.
Olivia was practically panting with desire and want when he finally began to suck at her just where she needed him to. Elliot slid one strong finger inside of her and then a second, testing and stretching her, making sure she was ready for him. He pulled, sucked and lapped at her until Olivia could no longer keep her hips still. She bucked into him as her belly began to coil and churn with her impending release. Elliot's mouth was relentless against her and she soon found herself spiraling into the night, calling out his name as she came hard.
Elliot gave her a chance to breathe before skimming his way once more up her body. He kissed up her abdomen and ran his tongue along each sensitive nipple before beginning to devour her neck once more. Olivia gripped his back, trying desperately to pull him even closer. She needed him. Now.
She wrapped her legs around him and forced him down closer. He balanced himself on his forearms, and looked into her eyes. There was so much love reflected back at him and he only hoped that he was conveying his complete and utter adoration and love back to her. Elliot brushed her hair, now slick with sweat, out of her face.
"I love you, Olivia." He whispered, as he lined himself up with her entrance.
Olivia nodded, unable to speak for fear that her emotions would get the best of her. She was completely overwhelmed by him in the best way possible and he saw everything he needed to written in her eyes.
Slowly, Elliot pushed himself into her wetness. He moaned her name as he filled her completely. Everything about this moment was so long-awaited in his mind. He had known they would get here eventually, he was just so thankful it had been today. He could now look at the woman he had admired, adored, loved for years and call her his wife. Perfection did not come close to describing Elliot's feelings.
Olivia wrapped her arms around Elliot's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue and the heady sensation enraptured her. She stared broke the kiss and stared into Elliot's sea blue eyes. They were filled with wonder and awe and reflected her emotions exactly. She didn't want to think about why it had taken them so long to get to this place. Instead, she completely lost herself in him.
Elliot thrust into her slowly at first, allowing her to adjust to his size. He stroked her deeply, causing Olivia's hips to once again act on their own accord. She was close, he could tell by the way her inner muscles clenched and released him, gently at first but with increasing urgency. Elliot moved inside of her more frantically now as his own release neared. He fused his mouth with hers and moaned her name into their kiss as he spilled himself inside of her. Olivia's orgasm followed shortly after.
She pulled him down to her and he lay panting, his forehead pressed against her shoulder for quite some time.
Elliot reluctantly pulled himself out of her and slid to her side, afraid to crush her. He had been particularly careful of that lately, suspecting what Olivia maybe had yet to figure out. He pulled her to him and wrapped the comforter around them tightly. Olivia turned in his arms and pressed her lips to his chest. Tears ran down her cheeks and she frantically swiped at them so that he wouldn't see.
"Hey." Elliot whispered tenderly, tipping her chin up so that he could see her face in the moonlight.
"Sorry." Olivia whispered, burying her head once again in his chest.
"What's wrong, Liv?"
"Absolutely nothing." She smiled up at him. "I've never been happier."
She dozed off in his arms, lulled by his steady breathing and warm embrace.
Thunder crashed above Elliot and Olivia, stirring them from their sleep. Olivia jumped, reacting as a cop would and trying to reach for a gun that wasn't there.
Elliot chuckled and kissed her forehead. "I guess that means we should head inside!" He said, grabbing Olivia's robe and wrapping it around her shoulders.
"Guess so." She answered, reluctantly.
Elliot pulled on his own robe and gathered the blankets and pillows as Olivia finished tying hers closed. She grabbed some pillows from him and helped him lug everything back into the house. It was nearly 4 a.m. according to the kitchen clock and the house was still silent. Olivia and Elliot made their way upstairs and remade their bed. Olivia pulled on one the t-shirts Elliot had packed and settled into the bed while Elliot used the bathroom.
When he came out, Olivia was sitting up with the light on waiting for him. She had a small envelope on her lap.
"What's this?" Elliot said, sliding in the bed next to her and pulling her close.
"I meant to thank you for the earrings, Elliot. They are stunning. You know me so well."
Elliot beamed. "I'm so glad you like them and I was even happier to see that you were wearing them today."
"I wanted to give this to you earlier, before the wedding, but I also wanted to be there when you opened it, so I saved it. I hope that's okay." Olivia looked down at the envelope shyly and then glanced at Elliot through her dark brown hair. She slid the card to him carefully.
Elliot took the envelope and gingerly opened it, trying not to rip the closure. He pulled out a card that simply said "Congratulations!" on the outside. He looked at Olivia, who suddenly seemed to be glowing, and he knew his hunch had been correct. With shaking hands, Elliot opened the card and a tiny picture slid out onto the bed. Elliot picked up the picture and turned it over. A tiny, almost human shaped blip was looking back at him with the words "BABY" written next to it, as if there was any doubt. Elliot's hand shot to his mouth and tears filled his eyes. He looked at Olivia who beamed back at him.
"Really!?" He asked, gingerly reaching out his hand and placing it on her stomach.
"Really." She answered, covering his hand with hers.
"Olivia, I...I don't know what to say. I'm so happy!" He stuttered, pulling her to him and kissing her fiercely.
Olivia laughed into his kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. She squealed when he pulled her into his lap without breaking their kiss.
Air became a necessity, and Elliot pulled away only enough so he could rest his forehead against hers.
"Are you happy, Liv?"
"I'm complete, El. I'm complete." She whispered, stroking the tears on his cheek away.
Elliot settled back onto the bed, bringing Olivia with him. She cuddled up in the crook of his arm and wrapped her leg around his.
She was finally home.