Protégé

A/N: Jolivia…that you girl? Someone asked me how old I imagine the Olivia in my story. Let's just say I see her being in the second half of her 30's so she's not ancient folks, at least not to me.

Chapter 26

Disclaimer: If there's no good D for Olivia on the show, then I probably don't own SVU.

Monday Evening, Captain Olivia Benson's Office, 16th Precinct

Olivia was packing up her briefcase when there was another knock on her open door. For a moment she assumed Nick had come back, but when she looked towards the sound she was surprised to see Elliot standing there.

"Hey," he glanced back towards the empty squad room, "You got a minute?"

Olivia raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow, "I guess so."

Olivia leaned her butt against the lip of her desk and folded her arms across her chest as she watched Elliot close the door. She had already closed her blinds in preparation of leaving.

Elliot rubbed his hands together as he approached her, "Sorry we haven't been able to talk since Saturday, been so wrapped up in that case, I haven't had a moment alone."

"Yes, I hear you've been particularly busy," Olivia wasn't looking at him, instead staring at a point behind his head.

"Uh, yeah we have," Elliot furrowed his eyebrows, not understanding her icy demeanour, "Didn't Nick mention-"

"Oh Nick's mentioned a lot, I thought maybe we'd talk earlier, maybe on your break today," Olivia replied cooly.

"Um, like I said, I didn't really have a moment alone to call you…"

"Really? Cause Nick and Fin made time to grab a bite together, where were you?" Olivia pushed.

Elliot chuckled, rocking back and forth on his heels he looked up to the ceiling, "Let me guess, Nick saw me and tattletaled to you?"

Olivia shrugged, "So who is she?"

Elliot took a step towards her, "Liv you gotta know that I'd neve-"

Olivia held up her hand, "Look I don't care who you hang out with on your time, or who you spend your breaks with at non descript apartments-"

"They followed me?!" Elliot exclaimed.

"Doesn't matter, do whatever you want just don't be late for work again, got it?" Olivia asked.

Olivia, Elliot quirked his head to the side, taking in her posture and words, "Wait, yo-you're jealous!"

Olivia huffed, "Nice try Stabler. I have no reason to be jealous of some young blonde-"

"Wow they even gave you a description! You're totally jealous," Elliot moved in until his shoes were bumping hers.

"Screw you Elliot," Olivia rasped, pushing off her desk and standing toe to toe with him.

Elliot smiled, and leaned in, placing his hands on either side of her on her desk, pushing her back until she was leaning her hands on the solid wood surface behind her, trying to keep some distance between them.

Olivia turned her head to the side as Elliot nuzzled that sensitive spot beneath her ear.

"I should have called you earlier after Nick caught us, made sure we were still on the same page," Elliot whispered between them.

Olivia nearly whimpered when she felt him bring his lips into the situation. "I-I-don-don't care, doesn't matter."

"We both said things we didn't mean Liv, I was just going off of your response, but you have to know I didn't mean a word of it."

"Ye-yes, I hear you're quite good at lying to your partner…" Olivia trailed off, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth as Elliot pressed his body against hers.

He chuckled again, even when it was used against him he loved her stubbornness and fiery spirit, slipping his mouth up the smooth column of her neck until he reached her ear. He tugged on it once, "She's my realtor," he purred in her ear.

Olivia's eyes snapped open.

"What?!" she exclaimed loudly.

Elliot moved his hands off her desk, and grabbed her blouse, pulling it out of the lip of her pants.

"Realtor?" Olivia repeated as she felt Elliot slip his hands under the light fabric.

"Mmhm," Elliot hummed, brushing his fingers over her hips.

"I, how? I mean why? Why do you have a realtor?" Olivia couldn't keep her thoughts straight. Her mind was still trying to comprehend why her boyfriend had a realtor, while his hands, mouth and body were distracting the rest of her.

"Well you need one when you're looking for a new place," Elliot found the hickey he had accidentally caused on the weekend. He couldn't help sealing his mouth over the blemish, not wanting it to fade.

"Um a new place?" This was the first Olivia had heard about his apartment hunting. "Wa-wait what are we doing?" Olivia gasped as she pushed against his chest when she felt the bulge in his pants connect with her core.

Elliot chuckled, "I thought that was obvious?"

"We JUST got caught this weekend, and that was in the privacy of my own home, we can't-we shouldn't be fooling around in here!" Olivia exclaimed, she couldn't believe how quickly she got caught up in her feelings, and inability to stay mad at her subordinate.

"Can we circle back to that? What if I promise not to remove a single article of our clothing Captain?" Elliot proposed.

"Don't you dare start that, this is not the place, you know damn well what happens to my body when you call me that but…ho-how would you…?" Olivia asked, curious what her inexperienced Detective had cooked up.

Elliot smiled and stepped back into her body. Truthfully it wasn't his idea. When he was taken off of probation some of the squad members took him out for a drink. The conversation turned to sex and he listened intently as Fin recalled a favourite tale of his.

Elliot smoothed his top lip over hers, sucking and pulling her plump lips between his. He ran his hands down her back, taking her by surprise when he slipped them in to the back of her slacks and panties.

"Ohhh," Olivia moaned into his mouth as he squeezed her firm cheeks in his calloused hands.

"El wha-" Olivia couldn't finish her sentence as all the air in her lungs left her body. He didn't leave both hands on her butt.

Elliot kept lowering his right hand until he felt the beginning of her moisture.

"Oh, Jesus fuuu-ck!" Olivia mumbled closing her eyes as his finger probed her opening from behind.

"Christ Olivia you really were jealous weren't you? Gets you hot being territorial over me?" Elliot hummed as he stopped making love to her mouth. He could feel her hard nipples through her thin blouse as they scraped across his shirt.

Olivia whimpered as he filled her with two fingers. She loved his hands, it was one of the first things she ever noticed on him. He had thick fingers, although she adored his cock and mouth, his fingers stretched her too. She could feel her walls fluttering against them.

"Th-that's it Liv," Elliot cooed as he thrust his fingers into her from behind, his other hand kneading her perfect ass. He used his grip to find a rhythm and pulled her body hard against his movements.

Olivia gripped both his shoulders, shuddering in his embrace. "El, I'm going to, shit El, right right there, yes," Olivia could feel her orgasm building, excited by this different angle. His hard on pushed against her core, applying pressure to her throbbing clit.

"Let go," Elliot hummed, his lips sucking on the hickey once again.

"I-I, fuckkk," Olivia purred in his ear as he felt a rush of fluid and her walls clenching all around his fingers.

He pulled his hand off her ass, and cradled the back of her head against his neck and shoulder. He could see the trembles wracking her whole body as her core continued to squeeze his fingers.

Olivia finally raised her head, as her body slowly came down from her high, "Hmmm and where'd you learn a move like that?"

Elliot grinned as he slipped his fingers from her dripping slit. Not wasting a moment, as he remembered the first time he fingered her she had sucked his fingers into her own mouth, he wrapped his lips and tongue around them quickly.

Elliot rolled his eyes to the back of his head as her taste flooded his senses. "God you taste good."

Olivia propped herself up on her desk, her legs felt like jelly post climax.

Elliot leaned in and gave her a chaste kiss.

He grasped both of her cheeks and angled her head towards his so they were staring each other in the eye.

"Let me make myself very clear. There is no other woman. And I'm sorry we didn't talk after being interrupted on Saturday. So…Nick has a key to your apartment?" Elliot tried not to feel jealous knowing she trusted another person to have a key to the most intimate part of her life.

Olivia nodded, she curled her hand around the back of his neck and pulled until their foreheads were touching. "I gave it to him a while ago. We were hanging out so often, it was easier to give him a key. I also liked knowing he had it in case of emergencies. I have his too. Don't worry I told him to knock from now on."

Elliot nuzzled her nose. "Are we good?"

"I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions," Olivia felt bad that she had immediately gone back to her old thoughts.

"I would've reacted the same way if the roles were reversed," Elliot supplied.

"Are you done for the night?" Olivia asked, hoping he was.

Elliot shook his head, "No I've got some paperwork to finish, this case isn't over yet."

Olivia frowned, "In case I don't say it enough, you're a good Detective."

Elliot beamed with pride, "Thanks Cap, let me walk you to your car?"

Olivia rolled her eyes but secretly enjoyed his protectiveness and chivalry.

Olivia grabbed her things that she had just finished packing when he first knocked on her door that night.

As Elliot walked her out of the precinct, she couldn't help admiring how mature Elliot really was for his age. She also couldn't help wondering where he had picked up that little move and what other tricks or in this case, treats her boyfriend would come up with in the future.

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A/N: Thank you all for your wonderful reviews. My Grandpa's funeral is today but I'm not allowed to go. My doctor's actually want to admit me to the hospital instead. My fasting sugar was 55, which is like 990 in US measurements. It's interesting how stress affects our bodies especially in people with preexisting conditions.

Writing is therapeutic so I wrote this to try to calm myself down. I hope it heats some of you up ;) Shorter chapter, but I don't like cliffhangers.

Have a good weekend and tell somebody you love them. Life changes on a dime.