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Olivia cried out, gripping onto Charles' shoulders. "Oh God Charles!"
Charles grinned as he let his weight rest on top of her. "Yeah, you like that."
Olivia grinned and kissed him gently. "I love it," she whispered. "We should probably party plan, so this meeting wasn't just for cuddling and sex. We should probably eat —"
Charles cut her off with a kiss. "Stop thinking a million miles a minute."
Olivia smiled and kissed him again. "I'm sorry. Elliot just makes my mind race, and not the way you do. I feel very…behind around him."
Charles brushed her hair back. "Behind?"
Olivia shrugged. "Yeah, I can't explain it, it just… I don't know. I'm not making sense am I?"
Charles rolled off of her and held her. "You make perfect sense. I know that feeling, down to not being able to explain it."
Olivia smiled and kissed his chest. "You know it's like for the first time, my heart is so full, and so open for more. And it's all because of you."
Charles smiled and held her tighter. "I'm glad, and I feel the same."
Olivia smiled. "Have you told the people at work about us?"
Charles took a breath. "I've told Zane. But that's it."
Olivia looked at him, slightly hurt. "Well you have to tell them before the party, Charles."
Charles looked her in the eye. "Do I now? Why's that?"
Olivia pulled away from him. "Because you should want to shout it from the rooftops that we're getting married. Why wouldn't you want to tell them?"
Charles tried pulling her back and noticed she pulled away again. "I just don't want to tell them too soon."
Olivia sat up and got out of bed. "Um, I need to get back to work." She took a deep breath and got dressed. "You know, you don't want to wait too long either. I don't want to be your dirty little secret." She finished getting ready and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door hard.
Charles got up and put on boxers. He walked downstairs in time to see her walk out the front door. "Damn it." He got ready and went back to work and called a meeting. He stood in front of his co-workers, and spoke. "I want everyone to know that Olivia Benson and I are involved. It's more than just sleeping together, we're engaged, and we're getting married. I'm in love with her, so, so deeply. I wanted to tell you now because I want us to be able to be a couple at her book launch.
Olivia got back to work and she locked herself in her office and she cried. "Damn it." She wiped her eyes and took a drink of water. She got up and walked into the squad room. "Where are we?"
Fin spoke up. "We got the guys in the Ramirez case and the Fitzgerald case."
Olivia nodded. "Good. Get them booked and down to the tombs. Let's work on getting the perp in the Shepherd case, let me know if you need anything, I'll be in my office." She turned and walked into her office and sat at her desk, going through her emails.
Fin knocked and opened the door and sat down across from her. "Okay, what's goin' on?"
Olivia looked at him. "I'm fine Fin."
Fin shook his head. "You're always fine, Liv, but you're not. Something is going on. Talk to me."
Olivia took a deep breath. "Charles hasn't told his co-workers about us, which means I can't hug him or kiss him at the launch party. It hurt. I feel like a secret, and I don't want that. I want someone to shout it from the rooftops that they're marrying me. What if that isn't Charles?"
Fin shrugged. "I haven't met the guy yet, but any man you're so deeply in love with, Liv you gotta give him a chance."
Olivia smiled softly. "Look at you, you propose to Phoebe and all of a sudden you're giving out love advice."
Fin smiled. "I feel like I finally got something to give advice about, you know?
Olivia smiled at her oldest friend. "I know. I'm happy for you Fin."
Fin smiled. "I'm happy for you too. Remember, give him a chance."
Olivia nodded. "You're right. Thank you Fin." She watched Fin get up and walk back out to his desk. She pulled out her phone and smiled, sending a text to Charles. I love you.
Charles saw Olivia's names pop up on her screen and he smiled, looking at the message. I love you, too. I'm really sorry about earlier. Forgive me?
Olivia smiled. I love you too much not to. I'm sorry I reacted the way I did.
Charles looked at his clock. We do still need to party plan. When do you get off work?
Olivia bit her bottom lip. I can leave in about an hour, you?
Charles smirked. An hour it is. See you at home, Captain.
Olivia sent one more text before resuming her paperwork. I look forward to it, Mr. Brooks. She set her phone down and started working on her paperwork again. The hour passed quickly and she packed up her things and slung her bag over her shoulder. "I'm taking the rest of the day, Fin you're in charge. Hold down the fort and I'll see you all tomorrow." She walked out of the squad room and made her way home, walking in the door, seeing Charles in the kitchen she smiled. She put her bag down and walked over to him, wrapping him in her arms. "I love you," she whispered.
Charles held Olivia tightly. "I love you. So much. I'm sorry I didn't tell everyone sooner."
Olivia looked up at him. "Sooner?"
Charles smiled. "I told them today, as soon as I got back to the office. Kelsey had a few questions, but everyone is happy for us. I should have told them sooner, because you, Olivia Margaret Benson, are not anyone's dirty little secret, especially not mine. And I'm sorry I made you feel that way."
Olivia stood on her tiptoes and kissed him passionately. "You are the man of my dreams."
Charles kissed her back and held her close as he leaned in and whispered to her. "I'm marrying Olivia Margaret Benson."
Olivia smiled and looked down at her feet. "Earlier, that would have pissed me off. But now, that is the most romantic thing in the world." She looked into his eyes. "I'm marrying Charles Peter Brooks. And I'm so lucky."
Charles picked her up and set her on the counter and ran his hands over the outsides of her thighs. "I'm the lucky one."
Olivia pulled him in closer by his tie and kissed him passionately. "I know we have to party plan still… but all I want to do… is get naked and get lost in you," she whispered, kissing him at every break in words. "We have time before the kids come home, and then you and I could cuddle up together when they get home. Sound good?
Charles pulled her closer to him, wrapping her legs around them. "Let's go."
Olivia shook her head. "Mm-mm-mmm. Right here," she lay back on the counter and arched her back.
Charles groaned. "God you're irresistible." He kissed her and kissed down her neck. He heard her moan and went to work on getting her pants and panties off. Then he sat her up and took her shirt and bra off. "You're a masterpiece," he whispered before he kissed her again.
Olivia moaned and went to work on getting him out of his clothes while they kissed. Once he was naked she broke the kiss and smiled. "You're… chiseled from stone," she bit her bottom lip, and lay back. "I'm yours," she whispered and giggled when he lifted her legs up and rested them on his shoulders.
Charles kissed the inside of her calves and spread her legs enough that he could push inside her. They both groaned and he buried his face in her neck. "Oh my God, Olivia."
Olivia moaned and arched her back. "Move! God, please move!" She begged.
Charles obliged and started moving fast inside her. "Oh, baby."
Olivia cried out and gripped onto him. "Right there! Baby!" She pulled him in for a kiss and allowed his mouth to swallow her moans.
Charles groaned and pulled one of her legs to rest on his shoulder and they both let out a moan. "God damn," he mumbled against her lips.
Olivia scratched his back and moaned. "Oh, don't stop, baby!
Charles grunted. "Come on baby, come for me, I can't last much longer."
Olivia grabbed his hand and moved it to her clit, feeling him start to rub it. "Mmhmm, yeah baby! I'm gonna come. Don't stop! Don't ever stop!" She started to writhe beneath him, clawing at whatever parts of his body she could reach. "Charles!" She cried out as her orgasm wracked her body. She felt his release and she moaned. "Fuck!"
Charles kissed her and gently brought her down. "So good," he whispered and licked up her chest to her neck. "You are so, so amazing Olivia."
Olivia looked at her watch, one of the only things left on her and smiled. "We should get dressed, then bask in this afterglow once we're fully clothed. The kids should be home in twenty minutes."
Charles smiled and picked her up. "Shall I carry you, my bride to be, to our bedroom?"
Olivia giggled. "Yes, but whoever is dressed first needs to come down and grab our clothes." She felt him start to walk and she smiled. "You make me feel like a queen."
Charles looked into her eyes. "Good. You are a Queen, my Queen." He set her on their bed, closing the door, once they got to the bedroom. "What do you want to wear?"
Olivia crossed her legs and smiled. "You pick."
Charles smiled. "You want me to pick?"
Olivia nodded. "Pick something comfy and appropriate for our kids to see."
Charles stopped. "Our kids, huh?"
Olivia smiled. "Yeah. Our kids," she got up and wrapped her arms around Charles. "Our kids." She kissed him gently and smiled.
Charles grinned. "I like the sound of that."
Olivia bit her bottom lip and shrugged. "Look, I know Bianca and Nicole aren't mine, I know they already have a mother and that I can't adopt them, but I… I love them like my own."
Charles wrapped her tightly in his arms. "Our kids."
Olivia smiled. "Mm, our kids." She reached down and gave his ass a little spank. "Now, get me some clothes before our kids get home from school."
Charles gasped. "Did you just spank me?"
Olivia nodded. "I did. Did you like it?"
Charles handed her a cozy pair of sweats and an oversized shirt and hoodie. "Can't say I didn't."
Olivia started getting dressed. "I'll remember that… for tonight," she winked and kissed him softly. "Meet you downstairs, baby."
Charles couldn't help but stare as she walked away. "I am the luckiest man," he whispered to himself. He got dressed in sweats and a hoodie. He walked downstairs just in time to see her come out of the laundry room. "Hey sexy," he whispered and wrapped her in his arms. "All incriminating evidence is out of the watchful eyes of the little ones?"
Olivia smirked. "You mean my bra and wet panties and all your clothes. Yes, they're in the laundry room, some of them are in the washer."
Charles walked her into the library, her favorite room in the house, and pulled her into his lap. "So, tell me your dream launch party."
Olivia rested against him and smiled. "I don't know. I was thinking elegant, not black tie, but more than business wear, lotus centerpieces, soft pink and gold color scheme. And of course I want all eyes on me."
Charles smiled. "You'll be the most beautiful woman in the room."
Olivia looked back at him. "How do you know that?"
Charles kissed her shoulder. "Because you always are."
A/N: Hope you liked it! Figured it was about time for their first fight. Leave reviews, they motivate me to write faster!
