Literally no plot here haha...

Olivia felt some sense of weird reverse deja vu while standing in Elliot's kitchen digging around for tea bags. The thick tension mimicked the last time they stood alone in a kitchen. After finding the tea bags she turned and her eyes met his and she knew he was reliving the same memories as she was.

Olivia dropped the teabags into their separate mugs and watched the tea swirl into the hot water from the teabag. She kept her focus on the tea so she could avoid meeting his gaze. She knew where this would lead and she was still scared. So she watched her tea.

Her hyper focus backfired when she didn't hear Elliot get up from the barstool and walk around to her side of the counter. He leaned into the counter, his hand next to hers. He was in her space, breathing her air and her heart was pounding mercilessly.

She watched the tea, and focused on getting air into her lungs, but his proximity made that simple task difficult.

His fingers lightly caressed her arm as he stood closely behind her. "Liv."

Her heart leapt. He spoke her name with the same affectionate desperate desire he had weeks ago. But unlike then, she couldn't stop herself.

She turned into him, finally allowing her eyes to find his. They held the same pleading look. Begging her to give him a chance.

She couldn't do it anymore. She couldn't stop herself. She couldn't deny herself (and him) the thing they wanted for so long.

Her lips found his and they both let out a breath neither knew they were holding. He seemed to be waiting on her, following her lead, and now that she had a taste, she was sure she wanted it all.

She pressed herself more firmly into him, and her mouth became more demanding on his. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and the moan she elicited thrilled her to the core.

His hands gripped the counter on either side of her, caging her in. Her arms snuck around his neck and she pulled him even closer, kissing him deeply. His tongue tangled with hers and she was sure her heart would pound out of her chest.

Her hands needed more, and she let them wander where they wanted, delft untucking his shirt. She felt his breath quicken and she pushed her hands under his shirt. Her fingers mapped the muscles there, stoking the fire already blazing in her stomach.

Until now, his hands had chastely gripped the counter behind her, but he could no longer resist. She felt his hands travel over her body roughly. She gasped as his hands roughly grabbed her ass and lifted her to the counter, her legs wrapped around him and his lips and tongue dragged the length of her neck then stopped to suck at her collar bone.

Her ragged breathing became more frantic when his hands drifted purposefully up her shirt. She tilted her head back, trying to get air, and his lips continued their welcome assault on her neck.

His large hands finished their exploration of the bare skin of her stomach and he pulled her shirt over her head. He paused for a minute, leaning back enough to run his fingers down her throat, trailing down her sternum and following the laced edge of her black bra.

His lips were in her ear, "Too damn beautiful," he whispered.

His mouth wandered the path his fingers just trailed, and she felt her gasping for more air.

She needed his shirt off. Now. She yanked it over his head and she noticed his breathing matching her own. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her chest against his while whispering desperately, "bedroom?"

He nodded eagerly and lifted her from the counter, continuing to kiss frantically at her neck and chest. They couldn't get to his bedroom fast enough. She was more than ready to let this fire burn.

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