Protégé

A/N: (Yes this is an actual update after 4 months, since it's been so long I included the end of the previous Chapter, feel free to scroll past that if you don't need to refresh your memory).

A/N 2: Previous events in this story took place in Chapter 3 (their first kiss in the weight room at work), Chapter 4 (the first time they 'came' together, clothes stayed on) Chapter 25/26 (touched on the fact he had a realtor and was looking for an apartment long before she was pregnant) Chapter 50 (they went and looked at an apartment together but ran into Serena Benson "visiting" a friend, and leaving his apartment early in the morning). If you want to go back and read those specific Chapters.

A/N 3: This was written before the start of SVU season 25, and OC season 4, however I'm posting after both series have had 5 episodes each. No spoilers in the story that I was aware of when this was written, anything alike would be coincidental (which I don't believe there is).

A/N: Flashback is in bold, character thoughts are in italics.

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 60

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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Chapter 61

Monday July 8th 2013, Special Victim's Unit, 16th Precinct, Manhattan

The mood in the squad room was somber the Monday after the 4th of July event at the precinct. Olivia never realized the energy, the vibe that the two youngest members had brought to her squad, even though the two of them had been with SVU the shortest amount of time, they both had made an impact on her professional, and personal life.

It was only 7:30 in the morning when she parked her cruiser in the same lot officer's had used to wash cars in, during the 4th of July's charity event.

Olivia had trouble sleeping most of Sunday night, deciding instead of tossing and turning in her bed alone, to go into work early. She sighed as she rode the elevator up to her floor. If her bed sheets were going to be wrinkled and askew, she at least wanted to be breathless, covered in sweat, and smelling like Elliot's body wash.

She greeted a few officers as she walked through the hallway leading to the squad room doors, but she didn't see any of her Detectives yet.

Olivia closed her office door, and after putting her belongings away, she settled on her couch for a few minutes.

She sighed heavily, after propping her feet up on the sofa. Her whole body was still recovering from the activities her and Elliot had partaken in on Thursday, and the long weekend, especially the day of Carisi's and Elliot's departure party.

Her thoughts wandered as she thought about that Friday, and everything that had happened in the span of a few hours.

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Friday July 5th 2013, Captain Olivia Benson's Apartment

Olivia had been moments from stepping into the shower when she heard the loud banging coming from her front door. Moving quickly she wrapped her silk gown around her body, pulling the belt together as she peeked through her peephole.

She yanked her door open, giving up on the soft belt and choosing to hold her robe together with one hand, as she yanked her guest in with the other, peering around the hallway to make sure no one saw him.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, "I thought we were meeting at Fin's? This place is going to be crawling with cops, and our coworkers today!"

Elliot quirked an eyebrow, and pointed at her robe, "This feels like déjà vu." He had fond memories of another time he had knocked on her door, many months ago, and she was dressed in the same silk robe, only this time she hadn't quite managed to get it tied up, before she had opened her door.

His gaze couldn't help lowering down from where she clutched the sides at her chest, to the hem where it ended inches above her knees, her tanned thighs on display. Elliot licked his lips.

"Hey, my eyes are up here," Olivia scolded, turning around to shut and lock her door. She could feel her lover's eyes as they no doubtedly traced the back of her legs, and ass.

She was about to turn around to confront him again about his impromptu visit when she suddenly felt the front of his body coating her back. His hands had grabbed hers, and he pinned them against her door. The juxtaposition of his warm body against her back, and the cool door that she could feel under her fingertips, was sparking the nerve endings all over her body.

Slowly he pressed them both forward, until she was trapped between two hard surfaces.

"Elliot?" Olivia mumbled, as her forehead connected with the chilled metal surface of her door, she suddenly felt like the temperature in her apartment had spiked, even though they had barely said two words to one another.

"Do you remember that night?" Elliot husked in her ear. His low tone sounded authoritative, so unlike his earlier inexperienced self, and it sent a pleasurable shiver through her body.

"Ye-yes," Olivia stuttered.

Elliot nipped her lobe, then used his tongue to trace the sensitive tissue, "That night was the beginning of many, many new firsts for me."

Olivia closed her eyes as she too recalled their activities from that night back in January. He hadn't even been at SVU for a month when he found himself knocking at the entrance to her home, late one night.

Hell, he had barely been at SVU for more than 10 days before she had her tongue in his mouth. It didn't take them long after they met in January, for them to give into their mutual lust for one another.

Elliot whispered the words she had been thinking in the moment, his voice was gravelly, she knew now that it was how he sounded when he was aroused.

"I never expected you to open your door wearing nothing but this robe," he practically moaned the words out loud.

"And when I came on your couch, with you on my lap, fuck Liv, it was the best orgasm I'd ever had up to that day in my life," Elliot swirled his tongue around her ear, his warm breaths sent shivers down her spine.

Olivia smiled as she turned her head, resting the side of her warm face against her door, "You wanna know a secret about that night?"

Elliot merely nodded as his mouth abandoned her ear, latching on to her neck instead.

"That was only my first orgasm that night," Olivia confessed. She felt his lips still for a moment against her skin.

"What do you mean?"

"The whole reason why I answered my door, wearing my robe, is because you interrupted the shower I was just about to step into, and then I definitely needed to have one once you left."

"Let's just say my shower head got a workout that night," Olivia gave him a coy smile over her shoulder.

"Fuck," Elliot grumbled, "Did you think of me in your shower?"

Olivia nodded, she could feel her cheek rub against her smooth door as she recalled her thoughts from that evening, "On your knees."

"I even mumbled your name when I came," Olivia figured there was no harm in telling him about the dirty thoughts she had after he had left.

"Did it go something like this?" Elliot asked as he moved swiftly, dropping to his knees behind her. He felt her gasp, and try to turn around but he held her hips, maneuvering her until her upper body was pinned against the door, her ass stuck out, making her gown hike up several inches. If she bent over any more the bottom of her cheeks would be exposed to the sweltering summer air.

When he knew she understood he didn't want her to move, he lifted one hand, and slid it down her outer thigh, feeling where her silk robe ended, and her smooth soft skin began.

"I've never noticed this patch of skin before," Elliot traced the thin sensitive skin behind her knee, and was pleasantly surprised when her legs began to shake as he touched it.

Elliot saw goosebumps break out on her skin, and he knew it wasn't from the temperature in her apartment on the hot summer day.

He bent his head, and licked her skin before sealing his mouth over it.

"Oh, fuck ahhh!" Olivia exclaimed, not expecting the sensation he had suddenly created, just by touching the back of her knee. Leave it to Elliot to discover another zone on her body that drove her wild, even months into their relationship.

Her inexperienced protégé had turned into an excellent lover, who specialized in one subject, her. Her body was like an instrument to him, and he had learned to play it perfectly. He knew which buttons to press, or which cords to pluck.

Her semi shy protégé didn't technically need her to teach him anymore. Everything they would experience from now on they would do so on equal footing, together, but that didn't mean that one of them wouldn't take charge at times.

As Elliot continued to play her body like a fine tuned instrument, Olivia couldn't be more excited for their future.

But as she felt his hands that had been resting on her outer thighs, begin to slide up her toned legs, silently slipping under the hem of her robe, she briefly remembered why he was even in her building that day in the first place.

Olivia bit her bottom lip, "Eh-El," she whispered breathlessly.

"Hmmm?" Elliot mumbled against her skin, hoping the vibrations would add an extra pleasurable sensation for her. After everything she did for him the day before, he was even more determined than usual to give her a back breaking orgasm.

"El we have to go-Oh!" Olivia closed her eyes as she tried to concentrate on something other than the tingling feeling her lover was enhancing. Months into her pregnancy she felt like a teenager, a single look from her baby's Father had her crossing her arms over her chest, lest her squad members see or wonder why her nipples were hard at 10:30am on a weekday in the summer. A whiff of his scent had her clenching her hands into fists, holding her breath and counting to 10.

She knew it wouldn't take much, with him on his knees behind her, to turn that little spark that seemed to always be present now a days, into an inferno.

Olivia slid one hand down her door, from where he had placed it earlier. She was about to reach for his head, to push him away when he surprised her again.

Elliot wrapped his large hands around her hip bones from where he knelt behind her.

His fingers connected over her waxed mound, just above her clit.

While his lips detached from the sensitive skin on the back of her knee, which he noticed belatedly that he had left a mark on, he pressed his entire face against her silk covered ass. At the same time he massaged his fingers along the top of her mound, with just the right amount of pressure, on the skin directly above her clit.

The sensation was intense, a feeling she had never felt before. His fingers were close enough to her bundle of nerves for her to feel pleasure, but just far enough away that she didn't think she'd be able to come from that alone. He was also using his strong chin to press down, separating her cheeks, his nose prodding her clenched hole through the thin material of her robe.

Abandoning her earlier thoughts about the party that they were suppose to be attending that afternoon, Olivia only had one goal in that moment.

"El, fuck more, lower please?" Olivia croaked as she thrust her ass backwards even more, her robe slipping, revealing the bottom of her ass cheeks.

"Ah ah, patience, you didn't let me rush that night back in January did you? Remember you told me where to touch you, how to touch you, I gotta build you up-"

"I'm up," Olivia interrupted, "Fuck I'm up, I'm up, I'm ready, I-"

BANG BANG BANG

Olivia gasped, and Elliot nearly lost his balance, both shocked by the sudden pounding on her door.

"Hey Liv it's me!" their interruptor called from the other side of the door.

BANG BANG BANG

"Cap?" Amanda shouted from the hallway.

"I got the cake we talked about for the guys," Elliot and Olivia heard her say.

Olivia was frozen in place. Little did her female Detective know that Olivia was already at her door. She had no idea that one of the recipients of the cake she had her hands full of, had his hands full of their Captain.

It wasn't Rollin's voice pleading for her to let her in, or the consistent pounding against her door, that brought Olivia out of the trance she was in.

It was the sudden airy sensation Olivia felt, as Elliot bunched the bottom of her robe around his arms, pushing it upwards, and exposing her bare cheeks, and swollen lips to his hungry gaze.

"Fuck cake," Elliot muttered before he kissed both of her cheeks, then without pause he slid his mouth lower. I'd rather eat you, he thought as his mouth connected with something much more delectable in his opinion.

He used his tongue to probe at the sensitive skin between her ass, and her core.

"I-I-I-Oh-Ah ah ah ah," Olivia whimpered.

Elliot resumed the pressure he was applying just above her clit, as he felt the first sign of her arousal, the closer he got to her entrance from behind.

"Liv?" they heard once more from the other side of the door, the door that was currently supporting Olivia's weight, as she leaned her upper body against it. In hindsight she wished they had moved further into her apartment before Elliot pounced on her, but she also couldn't deny how much extra pleasure she was feeling from the cool door against her hard nipples. She was once again thankful for how thin the material of her robe was, and the fact she hadn't been able to tie the belt properly, most of her breast was pressed against the slim metal separating her from her female Detective.

Amanda's voice had changed from urgency, to weary curiosity. She had heard Olivia's moan through the barrier.

"You good Cap?" Amanda asked.

Olivia turned her head the slightest bit until she could look out her peephole.

Sure enough there was her blonde Detective. The same blonde Detective who had mentioned she was planning to get a cake for the party. The same blonde Detective who had asked her if she could hide it in her refrigerator before the party, hoping to surprise the departing Detectives.

"I-fuck," Olivia groaned when she felt Elliot's tongue circle her entrance, lapping at her juices before plunging it into her core as deep as he could go.

Olivia's senses were on overdrive as she watched Amanda in the hallway, ladened with bags, as her boyfriend pulled her body back with the fingers that were covering her mound, allowing him to get his tongue as deep as possible.

"Just a minute," Olivia said in the most normal tone she could muster before her voice climbed an octave, as she felt Elliot's pinky finger swipe her aching clit.

"One," she exclaimed, "One second! One-just one-ah! Mo-more!" Olivia nearly screamed.

"Moment," Olivia corrected as she found herself replying to both Elliot and his actions, and to the blonde waiting for her to open her door.

Amanda wouldn't have to wait much longer as Olivia felt a tingling sensation in her core. She gasped, and quickly moved her hand to bite on it. Her back arched even further, her toes curled, and her core was flooded with even more fluid as she came around his tongue.

The only sound Olivia could hear was her own muffled whining, and Elliot as he moaned, the vibrations wracking her core and lower abdomen.

Elliot knew he had no time to draw out her orgasm, he waited until her walls released the hold she had on his tongue. He quickly licked up her excess juices, the last thing she needed was for Rollins to physically see her arousal dripping down her legs.

Elliot swiped his tongue between her swollen folds, all the way up to her other hole, an area she had expressed an interest in exploring in the future.

He kissed both cheeks one more time, before he released her hips from behind, letting her robe fall back into place.

Elliot stood, and placed a hand on Olivia's shoulder as she tried to recover from the orgasm her Detective had just expertly given her.

She knew what he wanted as soon as her glossy eyes connected with his.

Olivia nodded her head as she caught her breath.

Elliot leaned forward, and kissed her forehead, while squeezing her fingers. He let go and quickly walked to her bedroom.

Olivia shook her head, she knew they weren't out of the clear yet. Tying her robe as fast as she could, she glanced one last time towards her bedroom, and making sure there was no sign of her lover, she unlocked her door.

"So sorry," the words were out of her mouth before she could even see the other woman.

"Uhhh, it's okay, you good?" Amanda asked again as she walked through the threshold into her Captain's apartment.

"Mmhm, sorry I overslept, then running around trying to get ready," Olivia explained as she helped Rollins with her bags.

"I see you didn't get very far," Amanda acknowledged.

"Sorry?" Olivia questioned, she knew her brain was not fully functioning properly since the mind blowing orgasm Elliot had just given her.

Amanda raised an eyebrow, "With getting ready? I said I see you haven't gotten very far, you look like I woke you up," the younger woman explained.

"Can I?" Amanda tipped her head at the cake in her hands.

Olivia simply nodded and pointed at the refrigerator.

"Don't get me wrong Cap, you always look good, apparently even when you're just waking up," Amanda continued talking as she put the cake in her fridge.

"In fact it's kinda ridiculous how good you do look freshly out of bed, your skin is glowing-"

"Yes I get it Rollins, do you need help with anything else?" Olivia cut her off, she didn't want Amanda examining her body too closely.

"Naw, I'll head to Fin's, I told him I'd come early to help him set up," Amanda drawled, her accent very palpable in the otherwise silent space.

Olivia rubbed the corner of her forehead, "Yes I did too, now I'm lucky if I won't be late. I'll get ready quickly, give me 10."

Amanda grabbed the other bags that she had dumped on Olivia's counter.

"Hah not that I think the guys would mind at all if you showed up wearin' nothin' but that robe," Amanda joked as she opened the door to leave.

"Funny," Olivia called after her.

"Very funny," she muttered again once she heard her front door close. She finally dropped her arms from the way she had folded them over her chest. She knew Amanda would have been able to see her rock hard nipples from across her apartment.

"I think she's right," Olivia jumped as she heard the words whispered near her ear, and as hands grasped her around her waist.

"Elliot!" Olivia exclaimed, holding a hand to her chest, she could feel her heart pounding.

"I agree with Rollins', I know that I personally would love it if you showed up to anything I was attending, wearing nothin' but this robe," Elliot explained as he buried his face into her hair, and hugged her from behind.

He could feel Olivia's body shake as she laughed in his embrace.

"Oh really? You'd be okay if I showed up to the party for you AND Carisi like this?" Olivia emphasized the word, 'And.'

Olivia laughed even harder when she felt Elliot freeze.

"All those other people, even our coworkers, seeing me like this, in this thin silk robe, that leaves nothing to the imagination? This robe that's so short… if I happened to drop something, or if I'd have to bend over, everyone would be able to see my ass and possibly even my puss-"

"Alright enough of that," Elliot interrupted, once again giving into his girlfriend, and her reasonings.

"You're right, not Rollins, I would absolutely loathe that, although you do paint an enticing picture," Elliot mumbled into the side of her neck as he slipped a hand down the side of her body, intent on pulling her robe up once again.

Olivia spun out of his hold, and held a hand to his chest.

"Oh no mister, you have to leave!" Olivia told him as she tried to wipe the smile off of her face. Looking at the way her Mother had aged, she had never worried about wrinkles before, but she knew after decades spent with Elliot, she'd have laugh lines for sure.

"Wha-why?" Elliot asked as he reached for her.

Olivia stepped back, "El I'm serious, I'm already late, and you're one of the guest of honours you have to go. And we can not show up at the same time."

Elliot shook his head, "Rather stay here with you-"

"I know," Olivia knew he was being sincere.

"But we have obligations, and we're so close to disclosing, I don't want people finding out this way," Olivia squeezed his forearm as he crossed them over his chest.

Elliot tilted his head from side to side, as if he could actually choose between spending the next 5 hours at a party with his colleagues, or alone with Olivia in her apartment.

"Ughh, fine," Elliot exclaimed exasperatedly. "I'll go up to the party."

As Elliot approached her Olivia pressed her hand against his chest again.

"Weren't you wearing a different shirt earlier?" Olivia only noticed because the shirt he had been wearing was a favourite of hers, an old MARINES shirt with STABLER printed across the back.

Elliot grinned, fingering the collar of the shirt he had put on while he hid from Rollins.

"Yeah, I noticed my other shirt got a bit… Wet from when you came all over my-"

Elliot stopped as Olivia held her palm up, "I got it, thanks."

"Hope you don't mind I tossed it in your hamper and grabbed this from the top drawer in your dresser," Elliot's smile grew even bigger.

"You're starting to get quite the collection of my clothes here. You like wearin' my stuff or something?" Elliot inquired as he wrapped his arms around Olivia again, his fingers connecting at the top of her butt.

"Hmmm, yes or something, it'll make it easier when we move in together," Olivia explained, she knew she was teasing him by not admitting he was right, and she loved wearing his clothes.

"Oh sure, sure, makes sense," Elliot nodded and played along.

Elliot leaned in, kissing her softly, as if they had all the time in the world.

"Hi by the way," he whispered in the space between them, after he broke their sweet, innocent kiss.

Olivia blushed as she realized Elliot had kissed the lips below her belt, but not the ones above her belt until that moment.

"Hey yourself, now come on, get going," Olivia moved out of his embrace.

"We both need to get moving, I'll see you in a few anyways-"

Elliot nodded, "I know but I won't be able to do that for a few hours, and goodbye too."

Olivia smiled, "See you soon."

Just when Olivia thought he was going to leave, he surprised her one last time.

"And I'll see you soon too Baby B," he whispered as he bent down to kiss her stomach through her robe, while giving her fingers another quick squeeze.

Olivia held back happy tears as she watched him walk out of her apartment. She loved how attentive he was to her, and their growing baby. She never thought she'd find a man as good as Elliot Stabler.

Maybe it would be for the best, that he was switching departments, because she didn't think she could keep her hands off of him, especially at the precinct, and during working hours.

Olivia took a deep calming breath, and walked into her bedroom to get ready for the party at Fin's place.

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Monday July 8th 2013, Special Victim's Unit, 16th Precinct, Manhattan

Olivia sighed heavily, still resting on the couch in her office.

The holiday weekend had started off so well. The 4th of July festivities were great, and the experiences her and Elliot shared that day, would be in her memory forever. Despite not being able to spend that night together, Elliot had messaged her numerous times, making sure that she, and Baby B were doing okay after their rather strenuous activities throughout the holiday charity event. Even the day of the party had begun on the right foot, Elliot showing up to her apartment early had been risky, but very pleasurable.

Who knew a party to celebrate the end of two Detectives time with SVU, would also bring about the end of other secrets, and relationships.

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A/N: My sincerest apologies for taking so long to update. My health has been horrible, just when I was about to update, I had an emergent situation (pulmonary embolism) and ICU had to step in again, lost 1/3 of my right lung. Unfortunately I broke another 4 vertebrae as well, so I will be bedridden for ANOTHER 2 months. Learning to breathe without 2/6 of both my lungs (I'd already lost 1/3 of my left lung, thank you pneumonia and covid), getting use to my new 'normal', and then I will have to relearn how to walk again after these two months. It's been a long 700+ days but still fighting! This is just the storm before the rainbow right?…

A/N 2: I'm sorry for any mistakes, although Tony beta'd this, my vision is atrocious right now from my diabetes so any mistakes are mine.

A/N 3: I was extremely weary of updating this fic. Didn't think there was still an interest. My ppl in a particular group convinced me to post this. If you enjoy it plz let me know, if there really is an interest in me continuing this. Happy reading.