Protégé

A/N: To the faithful followers of this story, thank you. I write this for your pleasure. Rated M for sexual content, NSFW, 18. WHAT we made it to Chapter SIXTY! 6-0! Wow. How… But mostly thank you! I am also going to try to post links to updates, and corresponding pictures/fan art etc on IG and the blue bird app, come follow or say hello my handle is the same on all social media @new2svu2017.

A/N 2: The situation they reference was way back in Chapter 3 if you need a reminder (I know I did).

TW: A sexual scene involving a tie around a person's neck, NO choking is involved, but trigger warning just in case.

Disclaimer: Characters are mostly not mine, (I do claim Claire Stabler so far) but the storyline and what they do… is all me baby.

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End of Chapter 59

Olivia was touched by his concern for her as she rose to her feet. She smoothed her hand across his jaw, cupping his cheek, "I love you Detective Elliot Stabler, and I am honoured for the part I've had in your life since you joined this unit."

They leaned into each other and Elliot moaned as Olivia swiped her tongue along his lip.

Elliot pulled her against him, ignoring the way her sticky breasts covered his shirt, and kissed her with every part of his body. His hand cradled her jaw, while the other squeezed her ass, his tongue caressed hers, tasting himself, while his thigh snuck between her legs, applying the pressure she so badly needed.

Elliot pulled back an inch, "How about one more memory?" his breathy proposal blew across her swollen lips.

Chapter 60

Evening, 16th Precinct, Thursday July 4th 2013, Manhattan Cont'd

The couple stood pressed against one another, her butt was digging into the edge of his desk, as they kissed passionately in the middle of the deserted squad room.

Olivia slipped her hands from where they rested on the middle of his back, down pass the dip in his spine until she was squeezing his firm ass. People always seemed to admire the curve of a woman's back, the dip in their spines, and the sexual appeal of their ass' but as far as she was concerned, her boyfriend's was just as appealing.

Elliot chuckled into their kiss, "Admit it, you like my ass don't you?"

Olivia tilted her head to the side, continuing to kiss his jaw, and up to his ear, "I've never denied that, and it just so happens to look oh so good in my favourite pair of shorts."

Elliot moaned softly as she nipped his ear before using her talented tongue to soothe the sting.

"Yo-you like these-what's so special bout these shorts?" Elliot wondered as his hands descended down Olivia's smooth silky back, she was still topless, only his tie remained on her upper body.

Olivia pulled back an inch, "You don't remember? The first time I ever saw you in these basketball shorts?"

Elliot wracked his brain but couldn't come up with an answer.

"Hmmm, should we go to the weight room? Revisit that night? When we had our first kiss?"

Elliot grinned, "Oh Captain, I couldn't tell you what I was wearing that Monday evening, see my attention was very much focused on you, your body, and-well trying not to get a noticeable boner as you stood above me on the bench press, in those spandex pants, fuck I could barely breathe from the moment you walked in. I'll never need oxygen deprivation trainin' with you around."

"Mmmm, is that so…? Too bad you didn't take a deep breath, I was wet from the minute I saw you, and from the position I was spotting you, your face just inches from my core, I was worried you'd be able to smell my desir-"

Olivia didn't get the chance to finish her confession as Elliot grabbed the back of her neck and slammed his mouth over hers.

The kiss didn't feel the same as it did that night months ago. It felt better. Their trepidation was gone, and they poured their bodies, and souls into their activities in the present.

Elliot was determined to multitask, he needed to feel her bare skin against his, and he ripped his shirt over his head, separating their lips and bodies for mere seconds, before he grabbed her hips, pulling her into him once more.

Her nipples scraped against his chest, his t-shirt had soaked up most of his fluids. He would never have asked her to do it, but seeing his seamen covering her breasts while crouching below his desk was an image he would remember every day for the rest of his life.

They groaned as their bodies rubbed together, Elliot could feel the tingling sensation in his cock as it came to life again.

"Fuck want you, want you so bad," he mumbled between them as they continued to kiss, their hands roaming the other's body, pausing to squeeze certain areas.

"I'm yours," Olivia replied, her voice was lower than normal, it had taken on a husky tone, her throat raw from having his dick in it only minutes earlier.

Elliot nearly growled when Olivia reached down and pushed her remaining garments off her lower body. She stood before him in his steel grey blue tie, and a small pair of white panties that were so wet he could basically see her bronze skin through them.

"Fuck this," Elliot pushed his shorts and boxers past his knees, and as he stood back up he grabbed Olivia by both of her hips, and spun her around.

"El?" Olivia whispered staring back at him from over her shoulder, she was confused by his movements.

"Fucking hell," Olivia gasped when she caught on to his plan, she was sure they were about to create an experience neither of them would forget he was right about that.

Elliot had pulled his desk chair towards them and turned it around so the back of it was against the front edge of his desk. He grasped her hand in his, and maneuvered them until Olivia was standing in front of the chair, with his chest pressed against her back. He reached forward, holding both her hands in his, and planted them on his desk, pressing lightly so she understood he didn't want her to move just yet.

Elliot took a step back, and Olivia bent even further over the chair. Elliot crouched down behind her, and kissed his way past her back, sliding his tongue along her exposed cheeks, as he peeled her white panties down her long firm legs.

Elliot gulped, his girlfriend was bent over giving him a delectable view. Her cheeks were rosy just like the rest of her flushed body, and in between he could make out her plump slick lower lips.

He rubbed his forehead, "Th-this alright?" he asked before they went any further.

Olivia glanced back at him, "You wanted to fuck me from behind over your desk?"

Elliot nodded, unable to take his eyes off her core, this time he inhaled deeply, smelling her arousal like she had suggested he do six months ago.

Olivia quirked an eyebrow, "Why the chair in between me and your desk?"

Elliot gave her a small smile, "Can't risk bumping your stomach against that hard edge, don't think Baby B would appreciate that very much."

Olivia dropped her head to her chest, fuck if that didn't turn her on even more, even in the heat of the moment, driven by passion, to the point she could barely think straight, here he was thinking about the safety of their baby in her stomach. Bent over the front of the chair, with her hands on the desk, left a good foot of space for her belly, their bundle of joy would be perfectly safe during this activity.

"El please," she moaned, reaching back with one hand.

"Fuck me, fuck me now Daddy," Olivia rasped in desperation.

Elliot's brows flew up his forehead, Olivia had never called him that before, teasingly or in the heat of the moment.

He could tell her arousal was bordering on painful, and he wouldn't have that for the Mother of his child, a child who he suspected was currently causing their Mother to be extra hormonal. He leaned forward and took one long swipe from the top of her mound, his tongue instantly meeting an abundance of fluid, past her vagina, he curled it up towards her other puckered hole, hearing her pleasured moan as he circled her back entrance with his tongue once, before standing up behind her.

Elliot took one last mental picture of his Captain naked bent over his desk, her nether lips on full display, shining from her excess moisture in the candlelight, "Spread 'em."

He tapped the inside of her foot with his, and he had to bite his lip when she immediately obeyed, giving him even more space, his shaft slid between her legs.

He pulled his hips back, he couldn't help noticing her juices and how good they looked on his cock.

Elliot made sure his feet were steady, his dick shifted, this time slipping between her cheeks, she was so wet she had dripped down towards her ass, and he probed her back entrance.

"Unghhh," Olivia moaned.

"Elliot," Olivia whined.

"So-sorry, I've got you," Elliot grabbed ahold of her hip in one hand and his erection in the other. He lined himself up and pressed against her, his head easily slipping past any initial resistance at her entrance.

"Ah, yessssss, yes yes yes yes yes," Olivia chanted.

Elliot thrust forward until her ass was cradled against his hips. He held still for a moment, trying to catch his breath. It was almost too much for him. The atmosphere, the object; his desk, the position, but more than anything it was the woman. Olivia was what made the moment so unbelievable, so special. She was unknowingly fulfilling all his fantasies, dreams, and wishes. From her position draped over his desk, to their future together, not to mention carrying his child, making him a Father, she was everything he ever hoped for, and so much more. She was fulfilling things he never even knew he wanted before meeting her.

"El," Olivia purred, her voice called to him.

He slowly pulled back, dragging his hard shaft through her sensitive folds, and when he felt like he wouldn't immediately come in the next minute he pushed forward again, sinking his cock into her pussy. He was suddenly grateful for the background noises, the hum of some fans, the buzz from the coffee, and vending machines, because the sound of his dick pounding into his girlfriend was bordering on obscene.

"Shit Liv," Elliot hummed, he knew she'd probably have marks on her hips from the strength of his grip. He moved one hand, and slid it up and down her spine. Her skin was so soft, and he traced the notches of her vertebrae, up her spine when suddenly Olivia flicked his tie over her shoulder, it landed inches from where his fingers rested on her sweat covered back, as he continued to keep a steady pace with his hips.

She turned her head, she was biting her lip as her eyes connected with his, "Take it."

Elliot lost his rhythm as he understood what she was asking him to do.

"You. Sure?" he rasped, taking a breath in between each word.

His breathing was ragged, but he watched her nod enthusiastically as he wrapped his silk tie around his hand.

He pulled enough so that there was no slack in it, but he didn't actually apply any pressure around her throat. He didn't need to. The visual effect was more than enough for him, and apparently the physical sensation was enough for her as well. He heard her whimper, the sound escaping her mouth was high, as her back arched, her ass slamming back against him.

He tried to keep up, but he knew they were both about to fall off the cliff into an abyss of pleasure.

"You like that huh?" Elliot grunted, "You may be the boss in there everyday," he paused to indicate her office, "But tonight, I'm in charge, isn't that right?"

Elliot lightly tugged on his tie until she responded, "Ye-yes, fuck yes!"

They had spoken about it before, but never in too much detail. Sometimes Olivia didn't want to be in charge in the squad room, she wanted someone else to take the pressure off her shoulders.

They were unconsciously fulfilling both their desires on his last night.

Elliot gasped as he felt Olivia clench her inner walls around his cock. He barely chuckled, even when she wanted to let go, she still found a way to be on top, she was the perfect definition of a power bottom, or a backseat driver.

But Elliot wasn't that inexperienced person that started a relationship with his mature boss 6 months ago, he also knew what she wanted, what she needed.

Elliot reached around and slipped his hand around her hip, he palmed her belly for a moment before moving down further and his fingers immediately met with the top of her slick mound.

She was so wet it was hard to get any kind of friction but he rubbed the side of the bundle of nerves, just the way he knew she liked it.

Sure enough her response was instant, her arms that had been holding her up began to shake, her walls bared down on him, making it nearly impossible for him to keep moving. The muscles in the rest of her body flexed as her orgasm hit, flooding them both with her juices.

Elliot reacted the same, he knew they'd have to clean up before they left. His mind went blank as his body tensed and he came apart. He tried to thrust through her climax, to extend her pleasure, but she was too tight. He filled her, as he jerked repeatedly, and both their fluids dripped from her sensitive core.

"Ah, Elllllllllll," Olivia called, trying to get his attention.

He realized he had been leaning too much of his weight against her, and quickly stood up straight. He removed his hand from between her legs, as she collapsed onto his desk chair. He could already see the moisture on his seat, and wondered if he'd be taking it with him to his new unit.

They were both panting heavily. Elliot couldn't help taking his fingers that had been rubbing her clit, into his mouth, her flavour exploded on his tongue.

Popping them out he stepped forward at the same time as Olivia reached for him.

They were both hot, sweaty, and sticky from their daytime activities, as well as what they had done in the past couple hours.

"You okay?" he breathed heavily, massaging her bare shoulder, they were both shaking, their climaxes causing their nerves to feel raw.

Olivia nodded, as a shiver wracked her body, she stood up from his desk chair, instead pushing him to sit on it. Once he was settled she sat on his lap, her legs dangled over the arm of the chair. Catching on to her idea he helped get them situated, both of them letting out loud sighs when they were comfortable.

"Well I think it's safe to say we went out with a bang," Olivia quipped nuzzling her nose into the side of his face.

Elliot had one arm wrapped around her back, and the other was caressing the side of her body, her comfort was always of the upmost importance to him.

"I don't think I'll ever be able to look at my desk the same way," he began, "By the way can I keep this chair?" he asked as he leaned back, and then slightly rocking them forward as much as his cheap office chair would allow. Part of him was almost impressed it didn't break under both their combined weights.

"I hate for this night to end, but I think Fin might want to get home soon, we're all meeting at his place tomorrow night to celebrate you and Carisi moving on, he'll probably want to get some sleep tonight," Olivia explained as she placed tender kisses on his jaw.

"Thank you for today, for tonight, hell for everything we've experienced in the last six months," Elliot mumbled through his jumbled thoughts, he still hadn't recovered from the two orgasms he just had in a short amount of time.

"There aren't enough words for what I want to say to you, you've taught me so much as a Detective and I'll always be thankful this was my first assignment, that you gave me my first shield, but as much as I've grown as a cop, I've grown even more as a person, as a man, and I owe most of that to you."

Olivia could feel the burning sensation of tears building behind her eyes, they weren't sad tears though, they were happy tears, hearing him speak the words swimming around in her head, and heart.

"El before I met you," Olivia's voice trembled with emotion, "I thought I had it all, I was alive, but I wasn't living, I didn't know what living was until I met you. I was just moving through life, it wasn't until you that I started experiencing life. You've given me everything I never even knew I wanted. I've never had the best opinion of men," Olivia ducked her head and Elliot read between the lines, because of her Mother, "I've seen the bad, but you… you've let me see the good, the great, that not every man is going to treat me like shit, or leave me-"

Elliot cut her off, moving he leaned his forehead against hers.

"Well all those other idiots, their loss is my gain, because you are a treasure to me, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life living every day with you, because even doing the most mundane boring daily things, Liv with you, every thing is an experience. I'll miss my Captain, but I love the woman you are even more," Elliot confessed.

Olivia closed the space between their lips, she poured as much into their kiss as she could, and she realized for the first time in her life she had been pouring her entire soul into their relationship too, and the thought didn't scare her.

Olivia gasped, and Elliot nearly caused them both to fall off his chair when they heard the sound of someone clearing their throat.

"Not looking, not looking, not looking, but any chance you two are gonna wrap up this love fest any time soon?" Fin asked from the doorway.

Olivia and Elliot chuckled, "Give us 10 minutes to clean up Fin."

"Hmmm, yeah alright you do that, make sure to use disinfectant too," Fin ordered as they heard the click of the door.

With one final kiss they broke apart and made quick work of wiping themselves clean, as well as the furniture they had used. Olivia made sure to hide any evidence of their night in her locked office, as well as blowing out the candles she had purchased.

As Elliot scanned the room one last time Olivia glanced up at the balcony over looking her unit. She had the eerie feeling someone had been watching her.

"You guys decent?" she heard coming from the hallway. Smiling in relief she turned back towards Elliot who was holding his hand out for her.

"Coming," she called to Fin, "Or at least I was 10 minutes ago," she whispered in Elliot's ear as they walked towards the man who was waiting by the elevators for them, with headphones wrapped around his neck.

"Speaking of you never did answer me about my chair," Elliot joked as they reached Fin who had pressed the button for the elevator.

"Thank you Fin," Olivia began, still leaning on Elliot, but Fin held up his hand.

"I don't wanna hear it, we will never talk about this night again, deal?" Fin declared as the three of them stepped on to the elevator, Olivia and Elliot agreeing with their confidant.

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A/N: A different place for them… I've read a hundred fics of them having sex in the Captain's office but very few on the Detective's desk ;) So how'd I do?

A/N 2: I was hoping to get this finished on Friday but then I wasn't feeling great, then Anthony couldn't beta it for me quickly either so alas here it is for the start of the week instead. On a separate note news JUST broke that they've reached a tentative agreement with the striking workers so here's a chapter to celebrate that!

A/N 3: This story just reached multiple milestones on both FFN and AO3. Obviously I wouldn't have continued writing if it weren't for you amazing readers. So thank you x infinity! Your comments and reviews really mean the world to this writer! 3