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Olivia giggled stumbling towards the front door. She grabbed the door handle before steadying herself and turning, leaning against it. She watched as Elliot walked up to her slowly with a devilish grin on his face. He slammed one hand against the door she was leaning against while the other grabbed her hip. He leaned down and captured her lips with his, claiming her as his own. She moaned into his mouth and grabbed his shirt before kissing down his neck. "Unlock the door."

Elliot looked down at the doorknob and unlocked the door quickly before they both stumbled into the house. He slammed the door shut before locking it again. Paying his attention back to Olivia, he pushed her jacket off. Her hands went to his shoulders and pushed his jacket off before pulling at his tie. He swept her legs up into his left arm, supporting her torso with his right, before carrying her upstairs.

Olivia kept loosening his tie and yanked it off when they reached his room. She kissed him hard as he set her down on her feet, his own foot closing the door. His hands moved around her torso before grabbing the back of her dress, ripping it open. She moaned at the fact that he just ripped the gown right off of her and for the fact that she could now feel his erection against her pelvis.

Elliot groaned seeing her in her bra and panties. He watched as she stepped back from him and undid her hair, letting it fall into loose curls, before she grabbed his shirt and yanked it open, making buttons fall to the floor. She helped him take the shirt off before he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. Her hands went to his back, her nails digging into his skin. Her fingers left red marks in their path as her hands trailed down to his belt, pulling it out of the belt loops and letting it drop to the floor before shoving his pants down.

Olivia's knees buckled when they hit the bed. She fell back and watched as Elliot took off his shoes and socks before lifting her legs up. He kissed the inside of her foot before taking the shoe off, massaging the heel before doing the same to the other foot. She heard the second shoe drop before he was on top of her, kissing her neck. She moaned when his left arm arched her back, his hand cradling her neck, while his right brought her thigh up to his hip before cupping her ass. She gasped when Elliot bit her ear lobe lightly before kissing her hard, his tongue fighting with hers.

They both froze when they heard John and Alex outside the door. When the door started to open, Elliot held Olivia close and rolled them off the bed to the side furthest from the door. "You smell like orange wood cleaner." Alex complained as they walked into the room.

"Oh, like you don't love it." John smirked before ripping the blankets off the bed and flinging them onto the floor where Olivia and Elliot happened to be. Elliot looked down at Olivia to find her eyes wide. His mind was running a mile a minute.

Alex grinned at him and walked over to him. "Yeah, I do." She grabbed the lapels of his jacket. "Why can't we have the lights on again?"

"You can see the lights down the street. How will I explain to Mr. Stabler what happened in here?" John asked.

"Well, you could just say you got a hot date like you did." Alex said before pushing him onto the bed. She crawled on top of him and straddled him. "He'd probably laugh it off and think nothing of it. He'd think it was one of your funny jokes."

John smirked and wagged his eyebrows. "You think I'm funny?"

Alex rolled her eyes. "I gave you one compliment. Don't get used to it."

"We've been doing this for how long. This is not the only compliment you have given me." John said before kissing her. Alex moaned as she started unbuttoning his shirt.

"Wait!" John almost shouted. He paused when he heard the garage door again. "Mr. Stabler just got home!"

Alex got up quickly. "Shit!" She breathed before she hurried out of the room.

John stood up. "We have to make the bed."

"Elliot gets drunk at these things. He will crash and think he slept weird or something. I've brought him home enough times to know." Alex whispered harshly.

"Oh, like you'd ever get near his mattress with him on it." John stated before hurrying out of the room with her, closing the door behind him. On the other side of the bed, Elliot snorted fast asleep with Olivia asleep below him.

John walked into Elliot's room and noticed that the blankets were still on the floor. He looked towards the bathroom and figured he must be in there, and he didn't want to deal with hung over Elliot yet. Turning around, he walked out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. Elliot and Olivia before sat up hearing the loud bang the door made before relaxing. "It was just the door." Olivia stated before feeling his member against her thigh.

Elliot nodded before they both shouted and stood up noticing their lack of attire and their situation. "What the hell?!"

"What did we do?!" Olivia asked with a groan before grabbing a blanket and covering herself. "Oh God!"

"Look, I don't think we did anything... did we?" Elliot asked running a hand down his face.

Olivia shook her head. "I don't think so. If we did anything, you would definitely remember. Plus, I just felt what you'd be working with. I'd be feeling it today."

Elliot smirked briefly before pinching the bridge of his nose. "Then, what did happen last night? The last thing I remember is going to the bar to get those free drinks."

Olivia nodded. "That's the last thing I remember." She looked over at her dress and saw the ripped stitching. "You ripped my dress!" Olivia gasped hitting his chest. "That was beautiful!"

"Wait, okay, so we came up here to do the deed-" Elliot started.

"The deed? Am I on some bucket list?" Olivia asked wondering why he would call it that.

Elliot rolled his eyes. "Okay, we came up here to have sex. Obviously, we got pretty far in the process." He said gesturing to their attire. "If we didn't have sex, how did we end up on the floor?"

"You rolled us off when... Alex and John came in." Olivia breathed before fake gagging. "Oh, I'm going to be sick. We must've fallen asleep when they started... ewwwww!"

Elliot grabbed the blanket she was covering herself in and yanked it out of her hands, leaving her clad in her bra and panties. She gave him a questioning glance. "They've probably used my bed before."

"Gross!" Olivia said before kicking the blankets away and huddling into Elliot's side. He wrapped his arms around her.

"I've got to get rid of my mattress." Elliot said shaking his head.

"Burn the thing! Oh my God! What if they've had sex in my room?" Olivia asked putting her hands on her stomach. "That's it! I am getting a security camera for my room so I can see what goes on when I'm not there on my phone."

Elliot nodded. "That's not a bad idea. I can at least chew John out for this." He rubbed Olivia's back to soothe her before shouting. "John!"

Olivia's eyes widened. "He can't see me like this."

"Go to the bathroom. I'll keep him out of there and you can put your clothes on." Elliot said picking up the dress and handing it to her. He grabbed her shoes and tossed them into the bathroom before hurrying her into it. He closed the door right as John walked in.

"Yes, sir?" John asked with his hands folded behind his back.

Elliot pointed to his bed. "I need you to get rid of this mattress and the bed spread for it. I want a new one for tonight."

John groaned. "But, why sir? That means I have to load this up and take it down to the dump before going to the mattress store to get you a new one."

"Well, you should've thought about that before you had sex on it." Elliot nearly growled, making John's eyebrows raise above his sunglasses. "Now, get rid of it!" He yelled before turning and walking into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He looked around and found Olivia in his closet. "What are you doing?"

"You ripped the dress. I can't walk to my room with a dress that can fall down that easily. I'm a professional. I was looking for some of your clothes to wear." Olivia stated gesturing to a pair of his boxers she was already wearing. She grabbed an older dress shirt and slipped it on before buttoning some of the buttons, her stomach easily seen. "I hope you don't mind."

Elliot shook his head. "Not at all."

Olivia walked into the living room and furrowed her eyebrows seeing Sonya sitting on the couch eating cake. "Ma, what are you doing here?"

"I thought I'd come by and ask how your date with Mr. Stabler went." Sonya stated taking another bite of her cake.

"Well, when were you going to ask me?" Olivia asked folding her arms over her chest.

Sonya pointed towards the kitchen. "When John was done with the chocolate moose."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Well, next time you come, I'll assume you came to see John." She sat down on the coffee table. "Besides, it wasn't a date. He was supposed to go with Michelle Pfeiffer."

"But, he ended up with you. It's a , if it wasn't a date, why do you have a hickey on your neck?" Sonya asked with a smirk.

"Where?" Olivia asked before Sonya pointed it out. "Oh, that's not a hickey. I got bit by a mosquito at the hot dog contest and it's been itching like crazy."

Elliot walked in and smiled seeing Sonya and Olivia. "Sonya, you're here... again?"

Sonya grinned. "I never left." She stood up and folded her arms over her chest. "I understand that you took my daughter to a schmoozing party last night. Did you take advantage of her?"

"Mom!" Olivia shouted before hitting her arm.

"No, I did not. I respect your daughter." Elliot argued furrowing his eyebrows.

"Well, why didn't you?!" Sonya asked slapping his chest. "She is a beautiful woman right underneath your nose. Marry my daughter!"

Olivia grabbed Sonya's arm and yanked her away from Elliot. "Mom, I will dig your grave and bury you alive if you don't shut up! Go see John! His chocolate moose is probably done by now." Sonya's eyes widened before she hurried towards the kitchen. "I swear; that woman will do just about anything to get me married off. If we lived in a third world country, I'd probably have five kids by now and a husband that's thirty years older than me."

"How old are you?" Elliot asked with a small smirk.

"Twenty-nine." Olivia grinned before walking away.

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