Sorry this has taken so long, I had weird spurts of wanting to write, and it took me forever. This is kind of filler, kind of plot development. I know we've been pretty good without many rifts, but I assure you, one is coming soon. A big one. Maybe more than one in the realm of soon, we'll see. In the mean time, enjoy.
Olivia and Charles took the elevator back down to the main floor, sending the babysitter home and locking up behind her, turning out the lights since the kids were in bed. She walked up to the room Noah was staying in and snuck in quietly, kissing his forehead and stroking his hair. "Goodnight, sweet boy." She walked out of the bedroom and walked over to the girls' room and leaned on the door jamb, watching Charles. Once he came out she moved so he could close the door and they walked hand in hand to the master suite. Once the door closed she wrapped her arms around him. "You are such an amazing dad," she whispered. "An amazing man all around."
Charles smiled. "You're an amazing mom. You're Wonder Woman."
Just as he finished speaking her cell phone went off. She groaned and nuzzled into him. "Duty calls." SJ's picked you her phone and answered it. "Kat. Hey, what's— Kat listen, I know you've got this, but do me a favor call Fin. I'm off duty for the night. No, it's okay. Thank you."
Charles caressed her cheek. "You okay?"
Olivia smiled. "Heavy lies the crown. I'm good. I'm off for tonight." She played with his lapel on his suit. "Have I mentioned that I love how you make love to me? So purposeful and strong. It feels good to be made love to, by you."
Charles grinned. "I can make love to you over and over again if you want me to."
Olivia blushed and turned so her back, and the zipper to her dress, was facing him. "I'd like that a lot." She felt him unzip her dress and a chill ran down her spine. "Oh," she whispered.
Charles kissed her skin that became visible as he unzipped her dress. "Your beauty blows me away, Livia. I want to take this slow, but it's torture," he whispered.
Olivia let out a breath. "Then go faster," she said in a voice, shakier than she planned. "We've got forever to take things slow," she moaned as he kissed her neck.
Charles gripped her hips. "You sure?"
Olivia shivered and she nodded. "Show me the animal in you Charles." She whispered.
Charles growled in her ear and he heard her moan, he bit her ear lobe and finished undressing her and walked her forward to the bed. "Lay on your stomach," he said in a low, gravelly voice.
Olivia did as she was told and she turned her head, watching him undressed. "Mm," she bit her bottom lip. "Come get me baby."
Charles climbed on top of her and kissed over her shoulder blades and down her back. He lifted her hips and moved to lay under her, pulling her down on his face, starting to suck her clit.
Olivia gasped and threw her head back and rested her head on the mattress. "Oh, Charles!" She gasped. "Oh fuck me!"
Charles grinned and gripped her ass, allowing him to grind her hips into his face. "Mm," he moaned before moving his mouth. "You taste amazing, baby."
Olivia sat up and moved down to kiss him. "Mm," she kissed his neck. "Fuck. Me." She licked over his ear. "Now." She whined and squealed as he flipped them over, lifting her legs to rest on his shoulders and looked down at her. "Baby," she begged. "Fuck," she started and gasped as he thrust into her hard and fast. "ME! Oh my God!"
Charles started pounding inside her, hard and fast, using the headboard for leverage. "Fuck, Livia." He kissed her fiercely, all the while never letting up on his pace or his intensity.
Olivia arched into him and broke the kiss, crying out in pleasure. "Charles! Oh, baby! I'm gonna—" she cried out again as her orgasm took over her body, and even through that, Charles never let up, still moving, determined to give her a second orgasm hot on the heels of her first. After only mere moments he reached his goal as she came hard around him. "Jesus FUCK!"
Charles released inside her and brought her down, kissing her gently. "You okay?"
Olivia smiled. "I'm better than okay. I'm… Mm."
Charles held her right and kissed her gently. "I'm glad." He gently stroked her arm. "We should go away for a week. You and me. Somewhere romantic… Paris?"
Olivia tensed. "P-Paris? I— uh, I'm sorry Charles I can't go to Paris— with you." She took a deep breath and begged the tears in her eyes not to fall.
Charles looked at her. "Oh, okay. Can I ask why?"
Olivia let out a breath. "I love Paris, I've been once and it was great. But… I went with an ex boyfriend. We put a lock on that bridge… but uh, he died a few months ago. He killed himself. The last thing he said to me before he died was 'We'll always have Paris'." She paused and laughed to herself. "And that he'd always wanted to say that. Then he hugged me. Tight. A few hours later I got a call that he was gone. That he shot himself with an old revolver. So, going to Paris with you, with anyone, I feel like I'd be cheating on him in some weird way. I can go literally anywhere else in the world, just not Paris."
Charles held her tighter. "I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't know. We'll go anywhere you want, anywhere you've dreamed about going."
Olivia turned in his arms. "You didn't know. It's okay." She smiled and thought. "Anywhere?"
Charles smiled. "Anywhere your heart desires."
Olivia kissed him gently. "The Swiss Alps. We can ski, have some fun in front of the fireplace in our room, drinking champagne, feeding each other fondue and raclette. What do you think?"
Charles rolled her on her back and kissed her. "I think it sounds perfect," he kissed her again and then kissed her neck. "You and me, skiing, making love in front of the fireplace, feeding you fondue," he ran his hand over her torso. "Touching your body, kissing you all over."
Olivia let out a soft moan. "You're going to get me all worked up again."
Charles let out a quiet chuckle. "That's the point, beautiful. If you want more."
Olivia sighed and kissed him, pulling him on top of her. "I guess it's a good thing I'm off tomorrow," she whispered and grinned, feeling his fingers run over her clit. She pulled away and let her mouth fall open. "Aah," she arched her back. "Make love to me."
Charles smiled. "As you wish, Livia." He moved his hand to hold hers by her head, both her wrists pinned there. He nuzzled her nose, getting her to open her eyes. "Look at me," he whispered.
Olivia did as she was told, staring deep into his eyes, feeling him push into her. "Oh, Charles," she whispered. "Oh, baby."
Charles started moving slowly and powerfully, moving his hand to wrap her leg around his waist. "Oh, Livia," he grunted in a gravelly voice, trying to hold back. "Oh, you feel amazing."
Olivia threw her head back and let out a moan feeling his lips wrap around her nipple. "Shit!" She ran her fingers through his hair, gripping it. "Oh, don't stop. Faster. Please! More!" She begged and felt him start to move faster. "Oh— God!" Her breath started coming in pants. "Oh yes! I'm so close baby. So, so close!"
Charles kept moving. "Come on baby, come for me. Let me feel you."
Olivia pulled him into a fierce kiss, flipping him in the process, starting to ride him fast and hard. She broke the kiss and cried out. "Charles!" She arched her back and felt his hands grip her thighs. "Come on baby, come with me." She threw her head back and arched her back, letting out a moan as he released inside her riding out her own release. "Oh God!"
Charles caught her as she fell on top of him and rubbed her back in soothing circles. "I'd say this was a good date night."
Olivia smiled. "Mm, good? Charles tonight was perfect. I am officially spent. We should get some sleep. You have work in the morning, and the kids have school."
Charles smiled. "Get some sleep, beautiful. We have a lunch date tomorrow. More edits."
Olivia groaned and nuzzled into him. "I didn't realize writing a book took this much work," she kissed his chest. "You're lucky I—" she stopped short and let her mouth fall open at what she almost said.
Charles caught her slip and smiled. "Lucky you what?" He held her close. "Say it," he whispered in her ear.
"Isn't it too early?" She worried.
"Not if that's how you feel."
"Okay, but you don't have to say it back out of obligation."
"Livia, say it."
"You're lucky I... love you," she whispered and looked into his eyes.
"Luckiest man alive." He moved closer to her ear. "I love you too. Really," he whispered.
Olivia smiled and burst into tears. "Oh, Charles," she wrapped her arms around him and cried into his shoulder. "I don't know that I've ever truly believed anyone who has told me that before. I've wanted to. But I believe you. Not just wanting to believe you."
Charles wiped her eyes and looked into them, a smile on her face. "I'm glad. Because I would never lie to you. I can't lie to you."
Olivia rested her forehead on his. "We should get some sleep."
Charles caressed her cheek. "Lay down, beautiful." He felt her nuzzle into him. "I love you, Olivia Benson."
Olivia smiled. "I love you, Charles Brooks." She settled into him and felt herself drift to sleep.
Charles heard his alarm go off and turned it off before it could wake Olivia. He heard her groan and smiled. "Go back to sleep, beautiful," he whispered and moved to get out of bed.
Olivia tightened her grip on him. "Stay," she whispered. She nuzzled into him. "Please."
Charles kissed her. "I have to get ready for work and get the girls ready for school. If you get Noah ready I can bring him to school on my way."
Olivia sat up and stretched. "No I should bring him. Put you in the list to pick him up and drop him off." She yawned and slid out of bed and went to take a step and she groaned. "Thank God I don't work today. I can feel everything we did last night," she smirked and rummaged through her bags, finding underwear, a bra, yoga pants and a t-shirt, quickly getting dressed. "This way I can come back and crawl into bed."
Charles smiled. "Good. I'll be home for lunch and we can do some more work on your book, mail down a title and go over some cover art. And we're going to need to do a photoshoot soon to get an author photo."
Olivia groaned. "That sounds so tedious. I'm not a model."
Charles caressed her face once he got dressed. "You just need to be you. I know every picture will come out perfect, because you are perfect," he whispered and kissed her gently.
Olivia smiled into the kiss. "Mm," she moaned softly before breaking the kiss. "Flattery will get you everywhere Mr. Brooks," she whispered against his lips. "We should get the kids up before they're late for school and you're late for work."
Charles nuzzled her nose. "So flattery gets me everywhere, huh?"
Olivia chuckled. "After work. Flattery gets you everywhere after work. And after the kids are in bed," she whispered and kissed him once more. "Come on," she jerked her head towards the door. "Let's go get the kids ready." She winked.
Charles kissed her once more, fiercely, before opening the door and looking at her as she tried to catch her breath. "Comin'? Wouldn't want the kids to be late."
Olivia rolled her eyes. "You know you drive me crazy right?"
Charles grinned. "Bad crazy?"
Olivia shook her head. "The best kind of crazy."
A/N: Thanks for reading! Leave a review if you're so inclined. I'll see you in the next one.
