Olivia, open up! I know you're in there. We need to talk. Benson opens up." Elliot says, repeatedly banging on the door.
Elliot rushes to Olivia's door, determination etched on his face. He knocks on the door urgently. "Olivia, open up! I know you're in there. We need to talk. Benson opens up." Elliot says, repeatedly banging on the door.
Olivia heard Elliot's determined knocking and shouting on the other side of the door. She sighs, knowing he doesn't give up until he gets his way. After a few more moments of Elliot's relentless pounding, she finally unlocks the door and cracks it open, peering out at him with an unimpressed look
"Elliot, what-"
Before Olivia can finish her question, Elliot pushes past her and steps inside, a sense of urgency in his demeanor.
"We need to talk. Now. And I'm not leaving until we do." Says Elliot
Olivia closes the door behind him, resignation etched on her face. She knows Elliot well enough to know there's no point resisting. "fine. Talk. What does precious Elliot Stabler want."
"I'm so fucking sorry, Olivia. Thank you for putting my feelings for you in the line of work. I'm sorry for acting like a controlling asshole. That wasn't okay. I was out of line. I need to separate you and work. I just panicked and freaked out. I've been seeing a shrink to get to the root of my issues. I'm trying to get better for you, Liv. I'm a mess without you. I miss you I miss you." Elliot says, meeting her gaze
"Yeah, Elliot, well, I missed you too until I got this photo showing you're at the BDSM club. What picking up women not even a week after we broke up?" Olivia says, showing him the pic
"Liv, it's not what it looks like. I didn't get there to pick up women." Elliot says
"El, that cheese ass line? You expect me to believe you when that place has been your life!" Says Olivia yelling
"Yes I was looking for a guy named Dan. He was like a father figure to me growing up. He works at the bar. He's an older man. He's been there for me through some rough times and I was looking to get advice, not pick up women. That was a women I had my past came up to me I shut it down. I told you I stopped once I met you Liv, and I don't even know who took that pic." Elliot says, looking deep into her eyes.
Olivia looks back, knowing Elliot is telling the truth. "Okay, I believe you, and you're actually in therapy?" Says Olivia with a raised eyebrow
"Yeah Liv.It turns out I have abandonment issues, and my past haunts me. I'm scared of losing you, so I act possessive, and it still doesn't give me any right, but I'm trying Liv. I am. All I want is for you to be my girlfriend again. I love you." Elliot says, taking her hands in his and looking her in the eyes.
"I love you, Elliot, but I need some time, okay? Just give me a few days to finish this. Is this over?" Says Olivia, looking at him
"Yeah, I can do that. Just promise me you're not giving up on us yet, Liv." Says Elliot with pleading eyes
"El, I promise," Liv says, cupping his cheeks
Liv's hand on his cheek feels like a spark of hope igniting within him. He desperately wants to hold onto her, to feel her touch again.
"Please, just one last kiss. Something to hold on to until you're ready. So that I know there's a chance for us." Says Elliot
Liv hesitates, her heart torn between her lingering hurt and her love for Elliot. She takes a moment before nodding slightly
"Okay, one last kiss. But that's it. I need time to process everything." Says Liv
Elliot nods, a mix of relief and bittersweet acceptance on his face. He gently cups Liv's cheek, his thumb tracing the familiar curve of her jawline.
"One last kiss," he repeats softly. He closes the distance between them, his lips meeting hers with a tenderness mixed with pleading. He pours all his desperation, love, and regret into the kiss, hoping she can feel his sincerity. Elliot feels Olivia glide her tongue across his bottom lip, which he complies with, now fighting for dominance.
Elliot slowly pulls back slowly. Elliot's heart skips a beat as Liv pulls him back in, her lips pressing against his with an enthusiasm he didn't expect. He responds instinctively, his arms encircling her waist, pulling her closer to him. For a moment, it's as if they're transported back in time, their past grievances momentarily forgotten, and the spark between them ignites again.
Elliot stands there momentarily, "Talk soon, Liv; take care of yourself and Noah."
Elliot respects her decision. He'll give her the space and time she needs. He takes a deep breath and starts walking away, the lingering taste of her lips still on his tongue.
Liv feels the bile rise in her throat. She rushes to the bathroom, reaching it just before throwing it into the toilet.
She clutches the edges of the porcelain bowl, her body trembling with the force of her vomiting. She lays down, and she has hours before Noah comes home.
Olivia calls out of work for the next three days, still throwing up, thinking she has a stomach bug. Elliot, holding back everything in him so as not to contact her, believes she needs space.
Alex, who has not heard from Olivia in days, decides to come over.
Alex steps into the bathroom, his expression filled with concern as he sees Liv clutching the toilet.
"Are you alright, Liv? You don't look so good." Says Alex, rubbing her back.
Liv straightens up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. The taste of bile is still fresh on her tongue. "I'm fine, just a stomach bug or something. Must have eaten something bad." Says Olivia
"Liv I don't mean to barricade here; how long has this been going on?" Ask Alex curiosity
"Last three days, Al," Olivia says, throwing up again
"Any chance you can be pregnant?" Says Alex
Then it hit Olivia: when was the last time she took her birth control? She completely forgot.
The realization hits Liv like a ton of bricks. In the chaos of the breakup and her emotional turmoil, she had completely forgotten to take her birth control pills. Her face pales.
"Oh God, I... I haven't taken my pills in weeks. I've been so distracted that I completely forgot. I might... I might be pregnant."
Olivia's head is spinning. The implications of a potential pregnancy are overwhelming. She can't believe she could've been so careless, so forgetful.
"Hey, hey, calm down. We don't know anything for sure yet. Let's not panic until we know for sure, okay?" Says Alex
Liv nods, taking a deep breath to steady herself. Alex's calm tone helps to bring her back from the edge.
"The first thing we need to do is confirm whether or not you're pregnant. We need to get a pregnancy test. Let me run down the street and grab some. You stay here." Says Alex
Alex returns a few minutes later, a pregnancy test box in his hand. She sets it on the counter next to Liv. "Here you go. It's okay, Liv, let's do this." Says Alex
Liv takes the pregnancy test out of the box with trembling hands. She follows the instructions carefully, her heart pounding in her chest. The waiting period feels like an eternity.
Finally, the timer beeps, signaling the end of the countdown. Liv lifts the test with shaky hands, staring down at the positive result.
Liv's heart sinks as she sees the result. It's positive. She's pregnant.
She stares at the little plus sign on the test momentarily, her mind blank. The reality of the situation hits her like a tidal wave. She's unsure what to feel - shock, fear, excitement, anger? It's all a confusing jumble of emotions.
Liv takes a deep breath, steeling herself. She opens the bathroom door, her eyes meeting Alex's. "They're positive. I'm pregnant." Says Olivia
Alex's heart sinks as he hears Liv's words. He knew the possibility existed, but hearing it confirmed hits him harder than she expected. "Oh my god, Liv... Are you okay? Says Alex
"Yeah I'm happy, nervous, excited, terrified.. how do I tell Elliot I was irresponsible?" Says Olivia, now on the edge of tears
"Olivia, you need to tell Elliot," Alex responds, hugging her and rubbing circles on her back
Liv's gaze drops to her hands, clenched tightly in her lap. "I know I should. He deserves to know. It's his child, after all. But I'm scared of his reaction. What will he say? Will he be mad? Will he accuse me of trying to trap him?" Says Olivia
Alex studies Liv's face, seeing the anxiety and fear in her eyes. She doesn't like seeing her like this, alone and frightened."If you want me to, I can get him. I'll take Noah for a day or two whatever you need Liv." Alex says, still hugging her
Liv takes a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "Yes, I think it's best if you get him. But... I need a minute to collect myself, okay? Can you give me a moment alone?" Says Olivia
Alex pulls out her phone and dials Elliot's number.
Elliot picks up after a few rings.
Elliot: "Hello?"
Alex: "Hey, El Olivia needs you right now. Can you be over here ASAP?"
Elliot's heart leaps into his throat when he hears that Liv needs him. He hasn't seen or spoken to her since their breakup.
Elliot: "Yeah, of course. Is she okay? What's going on?"
Elliot's mind is racing with possibilities. He has no idea what could be wrong, but the seriousness in Alex's tone fills him with worry.
Elliot: "Okay, I'm on my way."
Alex leaves with Noah, leaving Liv to nervously pace the living room while waiting for Elliot to arrive. She's alone with her thoughts and fears, the enormity of the situation weighing heavily on her.
Finally, there's a knock at the door. Liv jumps at the sound, her heart in her throat. Slowly, she walks over and opens the door to find Elliot standing outside.
"Hey," he says softly, "can I come in?" Says Elliot
Liv nods silently and leads Elliot into the apartment. She closes the door behind him, the click of the lock sounding ominous in the tense atmosphere.
Elliot looks around, taking in his surroundings. He can sense that something is wrong. He turns to Liv, searching her face for any hint of what's happening.
Liv takes a shaky breath and sits on the couch, gesturing for Elliot to sit beside her. She can feel her palms sweating and her heart pounding as she tries to find the right words.
Elliot can see the tension in her body and how her hands are clasped tightly together. He sits down next to her, waiting for her to speak. He places a hand on her thigh.
Liv looks at Elliot, her eyes darting nervously around the room before finally settling on his face. Her hands fidget in her lap, twisting the hem of her shirt.
"There's... something I have to tell you. It's important. And... it's not going to be easy to hear." Says Liv
Elliot's heart sinks as he hears the seriousness in Liv's voice. He can tell that whatever she's about to say to him is something big. "Just tell me. Whatever it is, we can deal with it together." Says Elliot, now squeezing her hand
Liv takes a deep, shaky breath. This is it, the moment of truth. She braces herself and forces the words out. "I'm pregnant, Elliot," Olivia says, showing him the pregnancy test.
Elliot's world seems to come to a screeching halt. His eyes go wide, and his mind is suddenly blank. The weight of her words hits him like a ton of bricks. "You're... pregnant?" he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper.
Liv nods, her eyes filling with tears. She can see the shock on Elliot's face and the disbelief in his eyes. "I found out today... I should've been more careful, I know. I wasn't even trying to get pregnant; it just happened."
Elliot's expression changes from shock to joy. The gravity of being a father washes over him, and he realizes that as scared as he is, he's also pleased. "Oh my God, Liv! Are we having a baby? I'm going to be a dad!" Elliot shouts with joy
Liv is surprised by Elliot's reaction. She was expecting shock, anger, disappointment. Instead, she sees joy and excitement in his eyes. "Wait, you're not... upset?" Says Olivia
Elliot shakes his head, a smile spreading across his face. "I'm surprised. But upset? No. How could I be when we're about to have a baby together? With the love of my life, Olivia Benson, I love you forever and always. Through better or else you're my partner. Even if you don't want to get back together with me I will be the best damn father you have ever seen." Elliot says, squeezing her hands
Olivia's heart swells with relief. She was expecting a fight for Elliot to reject her, but instead, he's been nothing but supportive and happy. "I love you too, Elliot. And I want us to be together again. I want us to raise this baby as a family." Olivia says smiling
Elliot grabbed Olivia's bridal style and brought her to the bedroom.
Elliot smiled, his eyes darkening with lust. He wanted to taste her, to pleasure her with his mouth before taking her completely. He shifted, moving between her legs, and looked down at her with a mix of hunger and adoration. "I love you," he said, his voice low and rough.
Then he began to kiss her softly, trailing kisses along her jawline and down her neck. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her already hard nipples. Olivia arched her back, offering herself to him, her hands tangling in his hair.
Slowly, he moved lower, kissing and nipping at her skin, enjoying the taste of her. His beard tickled her sensitive skin, sending little shocks of pleasure through her. As he reached the tops of her breasts, he paused, his tongue flicking out to tease one rigid peak before moving to the other, sucking gently, and then harder as her breath quickened.
"Elliot," she whispered, her hands tightening in his hair. "Please."
But he took his time, leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach, his beard scratching deliciously over her sensitive skin. He wanted to savor her, to make this moment last, and he knew how much she loved it when he went down on her.
Finally, he reached the apex of her thighs, inhaling her unique scent, and looked up at her. Her chest was heaving, her eyes glazed with desire, and her lips were parted, begging to be kissed. "I love you," he said again, his voice hoarse, before lowering his mouth to her.
His tongue teased her clit, flicking and circling, causing her to buck her hips off the couch. He held her thighs tightly, keeping her in place, and continued to lap at her, tasting her arousal as it flowed freely. He moaned, the vibrations of his voice sending ripples of pleasure through her, and she cried out, her hands gripping his bald head.
"Oh God, Elliot," she gasped. "I love you too. Don't stop. Please, right there."
He obliged, focusing his attention on her sensitive bud, sucking and licking, driving her wild. His fingers joined, slipping inside her, finding her g-spot, and stroking firmly as he continued to feast on her pussy. Olivia writhed and squirmed, her body on fire, her moans filling the room.
"You feel so good," he murmured against her, his breath hot on her swollen lips. "I love tasting you, baby."
He added a second finger, stretching her, scissoring them as he sucked and nibbled on her clit, driving her higher. "Cum for me, Olivia," he said, his voice demanding yet loving. "Let me feel you cum around my fingers."
And she did. Her back arched off the couch, her hands gripping his shoulders as a powerful orgasm washed over her. She cried out, her body shaking, her juices flowing freely as Elliot lapped at her, not stopping until she was coming down from her peak.
"I love you," he whispered, kissing her inner thighs gently. "Always."
Olivia, still shuddering from the intensity of her release, pulled him up to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips. "I love you too," she said, her voice tender. "Now, let me return the favor."
Olivia shifted her position, kneeling before her man. She knew how much he loved her oral skills and was eager to devour his delicious cock. Looking up at him with lust-filled eyes, she slowly undid his pants, watching the bulge in his underwear grow larger. The fabric strained against his thickness, and she freed his hard length with gentle care.
His erect dick sprang forward, a happy greeting from a well-endowed man. Olivia admired its beauty—the thick veins, the smooth head, and the drop of pre-cum forming at the tip. She leaned in, her warm breath caressing the sensitive skin as she murmured, "Mmm, I've been craving this all day." Then, without further ado, she wrapped her full lips around the head, taking the entire length into her mouth.
Elliot groaned, his hands tangling in her brown locks as she began to suck. Her mouth was hot and wet, her tongue flat and broad as it swirled around the head of his cock. He watched, captivated, as she took him deep, her throat relaxing to accommodate his girth. The sound of her soft moans vibrated through his shaft, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body.
Olivia looked up at him, her big brown eyes smoldering with desire as she bobbed her head up and down. She sucked hard, creating a tight seal with her lips, and swirled her tongue in circles, stimulating every sensitive nerve ending. Her hands caressed his balls, rolling them gently between her fingers, adding another layer of sublime sensation.
He thrust his hips gently, meeting her mouth with a rhythmic pace, wanting to feel her lips at the base of his shaft. Her makeup smudged as her cheeks hollowed with the force of her suction, creating a lewd, sexy image that drove Elliot wild. His grip tightened in her hair, guiding her speed and depth, relishing the slick warmth of her mouth.
The room filled with the sounds of their lovemaking—wet sucking noises, moans of pleasure, and the occasional slap of her spit-covered hand against his hard cock. Olivia's passion grew with each moment, her need to please him fueling her actions. She craved the taste of his salty pre-cum and eagerly lapped at the bead that formed, savoring the muskiness on her tongue.
As Elliot neared the point of no return, he warned her with a husky growl, "Baby, I'm gonna cum." But Olivia didn't let up; instead, she sucked harder, milking him with her mouth. With a shout of ecstasy, he exploded onto her tongue, spurting rope after rope of hot cum down her throat. She swallowed greedily, relishing the creamy reward, and licked him clean, savoring every last drop.
Collapsing onto the couch, Elliot pulled Olivia onto his lap, their sweat-slicked bodies pressed together. He kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue
Looscrashing together in a hungry kiss. Their tongues dueled as if tasting each other for the first time, exploring and teasing with urgency.
Elliot's hands roamed over Olivia's body, cupping her breasts, thumbs teasing her already erect nipples through the soft fabric. Olivia moaned into his mouth, her hands tugging at his hair, reveling in the feel of his firm, calloused hands on her sensitive flesh. He broke the kiss, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of wet, shining marks. "You're so beautiful," he murmured against her skin, his hands moving down to grasp her hips, pulling her firmly against his growing erection.
Olivia gasped at the feeling of his hard length pressing into her Lips, her core clenching with need. She wanted him inside her, filling her, claiming her as his own. With a desperate need, "Please, Elliot," she breathed, her hands reaching for the button on his jeans. "I need you now," Olivia says, straddling Elliot.
She positioned herself above him, lowering herself onto his waiting dick.
The sensation of her warm, wet pussy engulfing him made Elliot groan loudly, his head falling back as he relished the tight heat surrounding him. Olivia began to ride him slowly, savoring the way he filled her, the sensation sending pleasure coursing through her body. Her breasts bounced with the rhythm, her hard nipples rubbing deliciously against his chest.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Elliot growled, his eyes screwed shut as he enjoyed the feeling of her tight hole milking his cock.
Olivia's breath quickened as she picked up the pace, her hips moving faster, the slap of their flesh filling the room with a lewd rhythm.
Elliot's hands gripped her ass, helping to guide her, urging her on as he thrust upwards to meet her eager descent. "That's it, take it all," he grunted, his body glistening with sweat. "Your pussy feels amazing, baby." Elliot growls
Their carnal desire fueled by months of anticipation and passion, they moved together in perfect sync. Olivia threw her head back, her lengthy hair cascading down her back as she neared her climax. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum," she panted, her eyes screwing shut as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
"Cum in my pussy Elliot." Olivia moans in expressly
Elliot's eyes widened as he felt his orgasm building, the pleasure coiling tight in his balls. "Fuck, I'm close," he grits out, his hands digging into her hips as he thrusts harder, faster, chasing his release.
With a loud cry, Olivia's pussy clenched around him, her juices flowing as her body shook with the force of her orgasm. Elliot groaned her name, his cock twitching as he exploded inside her, his hot cum painting her walls with his release.
As their bodies spasmed together, spent and satisfied, they clung to each other, chests heaving. Elliot kissed her shoulder, his breathing slowing as he reveled in the afterglow. "That was incredible," he murmured, tightening his arms around her.
Olivia smiled, pressing a kiss to his forehead, her body still shaking slightly from the intensity of her release. "It certainly was," she agreed, snuggling closer, feeling his softening dick still buried deep within her.
Eventually, as their hearts slowed and their breaths steadied, Elliot gently rolled them onto their sides, still joined intimately. He kissed her swollen belly tenderly, a wave of protectiveness and affection washing over him. "I love you," he whispered, tracing lazy circles on her skin. Olivia smiled, placing a hand over his, her heart full. "I love you too," she replied, content and happy, their earlier nerves banished by their passionate union.
As they dozed off, satiated and entangled, they knew their lives would change forever. Still, with their connection more vital than ever, they faced the future as a team, ready to embrace the adventure of parenthood together.