A little EO and smut... stuff to make the sting of yet again not even a crumb of EO from last nights episodes. Hope you enjoy, and as always comments and reviews welcome :)

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A Tasting of Sorts

"What?" Elliot said. He had heard what she said, but he just couldn't believe it.

Olivia smiled at his shocked expression.

"I think we should move in together." She said again as her teeth pulled in her bottom lip and her smile widened.

He still couldn't believe it, but his lips started to curl up into a grin. This was huge. He felt an itch to run into her closet and pull out her ring and propose, but he swallowed his urge and quickly brought himself back into this moment.

It wasn't the time, but this meant that time was closer than he thought. They still had quite a bit to get through, telling his children, deciding where to live, figuring out all the logistics of merging their two lives, which were already essentially merged, but the actual physicality of it would take time.

He took a deep breath and ran his hand through her hair cementing his fingertips to the base of her skull and pulled her lips to his. He loved her so much, and her being the one to bring up living together so incredibly soon after giving him a copy of her key was… amazing.

He had always thought maybe she was afraid of commitment or just set her sights too high… he used to think maybe all his jealousy over who she dated and how no one was ever good enough for her kept her from settling down. He also did sabotage a few of her dates back in the day, but he never got the sense she minded. Now it was all clear. He knew now he was always the one for her and that was what kept her at arm's length from commitment.

She wasn't afraid.

She had always talked about wanting to be a part of a family and having children and he could never understand why she hadn't married. There were men lined up to take her off the market. She could have started a family, but she didn't. It was what she wanted, but she seemed to change the subject whenever it was brought up unless they were talking about his family. But she wasn't afraid of commitment. All it would take was the right person. And he was the right person.

That was what she was afraid of. He had been married, and she was in love with him. He was her partner, and she was in love with him. The fear of ruining everything or possibly getting everything she ever wanted… that was what she was afraid of. Not commitment. It's probably why she never urged him to go beyond the invisible line they drew.

He had always thought about what would have happened if she had pushed him to do something about his feelings for her. He felt guilty that he knew what he would do. He wouldn't have been able to say no to her. He also felt ashamed of himself that really, she would have only needed to push him a little and he would have given up everything to be with her.

It would have ruined them.

He was meant to be with her, but Olivia would never have tried to take him from his family. There were so many years of mixed signals lost in the graveyard of their buried feelings while they tiptoed around each other for over a decade. Never really saying what they should have said.

Everything worked out the way it should have. Even leaving her. As much as it pained him in a way that was crippling and stabbing and more devastating than he could ever articulate, they wouldn't be here in this moment without everything that came before.

And here they were, connected in every way except one, and she was getting the ball rolling. He fell more and more in love with her every second she was in his life. And he never had to pretend or hide his feelings ever again.

She was his, and he belonged to her. It really was remarkable how things fall into place when you are where you are supposed to be and with the person you are meant to be with. There wasn't anything he couldn't tackle knowing he had her by his side.

His lips moved lazily over hers, slowly sucking while his tongue tasted the unique and beautiful flavor of Olivia. One he had come to crave, and now couldn't live without. He enjoyed… more than enjoyed, every second with her but there was something special to him about moments like this.

Moments where it was just the two of them, and they could just be them… slow, sensual, natural. Being able to kiss and move together, unhurried with a slow building heat that was distinctly them and just… sink into each other.

He knew it wouldn't always be like this. They would have to go back to work on Monday and see less of each other, and there was Noah, and Eli, but getting to come home to her, or her coming home to him and getting to steal moments like this in the middle of the night, or whenever they had the time would make every second away from her tolerable.

Olivia brought her hand up to his face and held his jaw softly as she ended their kiss and pulled back.

"So that's a yes?" she questioned but she already knew the answer. She grinned at him feeling almost giddy about this big step for them.

"That's a yes… hell yes…" he answered and moved back in quickly to capture her lips again and moved over the top of her. Olivia couldn't stop herself from laughing as he kissed her, and she wrapped herself around him. His enthusiasm was endearing.

He was a little more intent with his mouth this time. Their kissing was on the road to becoming hot and heavy and she could feel the beginnings of his erection as he moved between her legs. And as much as she was more than ready for another round with him, she knew time was running out. They needed to get up, shower and get ready to meet Amanda and Sonny and Noah for brunch. She had promised Noah they would spend the rest of the day just the three of them so they couldn't be late.

His hand slid up into her hair again and held his weight on his other arm. He grazed her bottom lip with his teeth and sucked before his tongue made its way back in her mouth.

Another few more minutes wouldn't hurt she thought as her mind was slowly being sucked out by his lips.

But just like clockwork, her alarm went off. She had set it in the middle of the night when she had gotten up to use the bathroom. She didn't want to be late to meet Noah. They both groaned at the sound, and Elliot pulled his lips from her, and they both softly chuckled at the timing.

Elliot let out a breath, and dropped his head to her shoulder

"Hmmm… my love… we need to get up." She said with the tiniest bit of disappointment in her voice. She let her hands trail over his back and up to his nape.

He sighed because he knew she was right. He rocked himself into her a little, unable to help himself, and she moaned as she clenched her legs around him searching for that perfect friction that only he could achieve for her.

She felt him grow completely hard at her reaction, and he groaned deep in his chest. God he would never stop wanting her.

"Oh, I'm up Captain… I'm always up for you…" he said his voice low and husky.

She laughed a throaty laugh and rocked her hips into him eliciting a louder moan from him. "Well how about we kill two birds with one stone… and finish this in the shower…" she said, and he could see the heat in her eyes.

"Copy that Captain…" he said slowly dragging out her rank. He brought his lips to hers again, and branded her with his own heat, and then moved to turn off the alarm. Olivia sat up already missing the weight of Elliot and watched him stand. She could watch this man move naked in front of her all day.

There was no way he should look the way he does, but lucky for her he looks like a Greek god. She not only loved his actual physique, broad shoulders, cut muscle, a chiseled ass that was so mouthwatering she would eat off it, but she loved how he carried himself.

She watched him move around her bedroom with confidence and swagger. And he had it in spades. Sometimes his brash cockiness would get under her skin, and she'd just want to punch him, but it had always been sexy as hell. And he knew it.

And now that she could freely roam over his body, he was even more mouthwatering. She enjoyed knowing she could get him so hard and hot. She wasn't what she once was, but it was achingly good knowing she was enough for him. God, he turned her on and she had a sudden urge to whistle at him and do things that would make a working girl blush, but his voice brought her out of the intense march her eyes were currently committed to.

"See something you like… Captain?" he said with that shit eating grin on his face. He turned to fully face her, his erection bobbing at his movement. Her eyes shot down, and she took all of him in, subconsciously licking her lips. He was long and thick and hard and just looking at him see could feel him between her legs. She saw him twitch at her wanton look and her eyes shot back up to his and her own cocky grin spread across her face.

She had never been this forward with anyone, and she liked it. She loved it. She loved showing him just how much she appreciated his body knowing underneath it all was a pure heart that beat just for her.

"That's a yes… hell yes…" she said repeating his words from moments earlier. "Shower… now detective…" she said lowering her voice into her command tone. She saw his eyes deepen and a slight shiver ran through him in a flash.

He barreled towards her and scooped her up like she was nothing and almost ran them into her bathroom.

The second he placed her feet on the ground he was on her. His lips found her neck and nipped at her skin as he turned her water on knowing where everything was without even looking. She gripped his biceps as he wrapped his arms around her waist lifting her into the tub and into the water.

Once he was sure neither of them would slip and they both had their footing he loosened his grip and moved his hands down cupping her ass. Olivia's breathing was quickly becoming sharp and fast as his mouth worked its way over her collar bone and to the other side of her neck.

He had worked her up into such a quick frenzy, she forgot about her prior ideas. She needed to taste him first. She needed to feel him in her mouth and watch him come undone. She used what little strength she had left and moved her hands to his neck and gripped him hard, making him stop his endeavor in assaulting her neck and look at her.

She slid her tongue across her bottom lip and stared deep into his eyes telepathically letting him know she was in control now. She waited the second he needed to tell her he was agreeing to whatever she wanted and then she turned him into the spray and kissed her way down his body.

He swallowed hard knowing what she wanted, and it still blew his mind every damn time. Having Captain Olivia Benson of Manhattan SVU on her knees in front of him would never stop being absolutely erogenous.

He moaned when she took him in her hand and gave him a few quick strokes before circling her tongue on the tip of him. The last couple of times he had let her have complete control over the speed and depth at which she took him in, but this time she wanted him to control it.

She started with just his tip, her lips pulling him in as her tongue continued to swirl and she looked up at him under her lashes and his eyes were locked on her in the anticipation of watching her blow him.

She kept their eye contact as she flattened her tongue under him, and he began to disappear into her velvet mouth. She took him in halfway and sucked as she pulled back, and his right hand moved to grip her shoulder and his other hand moved to grip the wall.

Olivia started to take him in deeper sliding back and forth along him. She moved her hand over his on her shoulder and slid her other one up his body searching for his other hand. He gave it to her, and she moved both of them up into her hair at the base of her neck.

Elliot thought maybe he was having a stroke. Was she doing what he thought she was doing? Was she going to let him fuck her mouth? He felt adrenaline and heat rip through him and he jerked his hips inadvertently and he had to stop himself before he started something he wasn't sure he could stop.

"Liv…" he said a warning in his voice. He needed to hear her tell him it was ok. He needed her to tell him she wanted this.

She let him slip out of her mouth and she moved her hands over his thighs and looked up at him.

"It's ok El… I want you to." She said a little breathless. She held his gaze for a second longer before she moved her right hand back over him, and gripped him at his base and slid him back in.

Elliot groaned at the feel of moving inside her again and gripped the back of her neck and started to slowly thrust a little forward into her mouth. Each time he got a little deeper giving her time to adjust and when he hit the back of her throat, he lost his mind.

His hands moved up into her hair and held her there for a moment letting her encase him, and then he started to thrust into her mouth.

"FUCK!" he said through gritted teeth as he fucked her mouth. This woman was going to be the death of him and every time he thought he had her figured all out she surprised him. He couldn't believe she was letting him do this. He needed to slow this down or it would be over in a few more minutes and he didn't want to come just yet.

He loosened his grip on her hair, massaging her scalp a little before he moved his hands to her shoulders and slowed his thrust. She let him slide out of her mouth taking a breath and sat up on her knees a little and took him in her hand and gave him a few more strokes.

She pulled him up and down her breastbone, letting just the tip of him slide between her breasts and he huffed out a huge breath. She looked up at him and saw his eyes widen. She smiled at him and kissed his tip and adjusted just a little more, so he was laying between her breasts. She moved her hand from him and pushed her breasts together encasing him between them.

"Oh Liiivvv…." He groaned out. His grip on her shoulders tightened, and he thrust forward. Between her saliva still on him and the water from the shower he slid between her breast easily and she looked up him arching her eyebrow with a sultry look on her face giving him permission to start.

He started to thrust forward sliding between her skin and she watch him. It was more erotic than she thought it would be. The feeling was amazing but being able to watch his cock slide between her breast and feel it at the same time was making her skin tingle and the ache between her legs had now escalated to a throbbing heat.

"Goddamn Liv…" he said in between thrusts, "You watching me is so fucking sexy… I…" he trailed off. She was mesmerized by him, and he couldn't take it anymore. He needed to be inside her, or he might just keel over right here in her shower.

"I can't…" was all he got out before he slid out from between her breasts and gripped her by her biceps and hauled her up to him. His lips crashed into hers and he bit and sucked as he pushed her up against the wall.

He snaked his hand down her arm and across her stomach. He just had to know how wet she was for him. A moan ripped her mouth away from his as his fingers slid across her clit and plunged into her.

"Oh God El… oh FUUCK!" She cried as his fingers curled inside her hitting her g-spot. She felt her legs shake, and she was so turned on she knew she was already on the edge.

"Fuck me…" she breathed out and she turned around placing her forearms on the wall and Elliot growled low and deep as he gripped her hips and slid inside her. The moan she let out was low and long at the feeling of him filling her again. They were both on the edge and neither one of them were going to last much longer.

Elliot was keeping her on that wire taught edge by not moving just yet. He was buried to the hilt inside her and loved to take just a moment to feel her surrounding him. His breath was ragged as his right hand slid slowly up her spine.

The water was still hot and there was steam everywhere, but he could still see the goosebumps spread across her skin at his light touch. Her white-hot heat and love for him sent a catastrophic shock through his body and he gripped her shoulder and started to unrelentingly pound himself into her.

He was on the edge in just a few thrusts, and her moaning was hitting that high breathy tone that was like music to his ears. He wanted to make her come before he let himself go, and he instinctively moved his hands up into her hair and lightly pulled.

Her head fell back, and she screamed his name as he sent her over the threshold, and the second he felt her walls clamp down on him he was lost. Her body was still shaking as he thrust a few more erratic thrusts, making sure to empty himself completely into her.

He let go of her hair, and she arched back into him for support and his hands smoothed over her skin and he held her to him. She lolled her head onto his shoulder, her eyes still closed, her lips parted, still trying to catch her breath.

He nuzzled his face into her hair and kissed her ear. He kept his lips there and whispered, "I love you Liv… I love you so much." And he kissed her ear again, tightening his hold on her.

He felt her smile as she leaned her head towards him. "I love you too Elliot." She whispered back and smoothed her hands over his forearms. He lifted his head and carefully turned her around to face him. He kissed her softly and looked into the loving and tenderly shimmering eyes of the love of his life.

"Ok beautiful…" he said with that satisfied little smirk of his, "Let's get you washed up so we can go to brunch." She smirked back and reached for her loofa behind him, pumping some soap on it.

He took it from her and started to lather the soap. He began to slide the loofa over her, cleaning her skin and his hand came across her bandage that was now soaking wet and coming off.

His eyes widened. He had completely forgotten about her tattoo, and now he wanted nothing more than to see it again. He looked back up to her.

"Requesting permission to remove the bandage Captain." He said grinning.

Olivia arched her eyebrow and in her commanding voice said, "Permission granted." As a huge smile crossed her face.

Elliot knelt so he was eye level with her bandage and carefully removed it. He sighed taking it in again. It was beautifully them in every good way and it was forever going to be scarred on her skin. He took the loofa and moved it over it lightly to clean it, and then moved so the spray washed away the soap. He trailed his finger along the infinity symbol and then placed a soft kiss across her skin.

He looked up at her, beaming down at him and gently kissed his way back up her body so he could finish the job he started and get them to brunch with his soon to be new roommate, Noah.