Protégé

A/N: It's been so long since I've written anything, haven't had a phone since the very end of February, so… sorry in advance for whatever the hell this is. Rated M for a reason, and that reason is sex. No really, seriously out of character for Olivia, she'd never do this on the show, too bad...

Disclaimer: I don't own SVU or NBC or Universal, and you wouldn't want me to.

Chapter 7

Saturday Night, Fin's Apartment

Saturday night found the squad at Fin's apartment. He was throwing a party for Nick's birthday. The music was loud, and the drinks were definitely flowing. The birthday boy in particular was letting loose. Unfortunately Amanda and Carisi drew the short straws, and had to work that night, leaving the other detectives and a handful of other cops, techs, and lawyers to party the night away.

After what happened on their night out at the club, the squad had been slammed with cases, leaving very little time for Olivia to talk to Elliot professionally, let alone personally. She caught glimpses of him in the squad room but she had been stuck fielding calls and talking to the press most of the week, while Nick and Elliot had been out examining crime scenes and canvassing.

Olivia was looking at herself in the bathroom mirror as she washed her hands, when she heard a knock on the door.

"One minute," she called out, drying her hands.

As she moved to unlock and open the door a hand on her hip pushed her back into the room.

"Elliot!" Olivia gasped at the young detective.

Elliot shut and locked the en-suite in Fin's bedroom. He had seen Olivia head in there a few minutes ago.

"God I haven't had a moment alone with you all week, and then you show up tonight looking like this!" Elliot rambled quickly, while both hands gripped her hips, his thumbs rubbing her protruding hip bones.

Olivia glanced down between their bodies at the blue wrap dress she was wearing. It wasn't particularly short but she knew it showed more cleavage than she would ever dare reveal at work.

Olivia gulped, raising her eyes up her detective's body. He was wearing a beige thin long sleeved shirt, that hugged his muscles, and a pair of black jeans, that made his ass look fantastic.

"You look pretty good yourself Stabler," Olivia replied at last.

Elliot reached up and grasped both her cheeks bringing her in for a firm kiss. He smoothed his hands into her long flowing locks, angling her head to deepen it.

Olivia moaned as Elliot licked her bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth.

Olivia pressed her hands into his strong pecs, delighting in the feel of his hard body against hers.

Olivia gasped as she felt his hand land on her backside through her dress, squeezing and pulling her firmly against his groin.

Elliot took the opportunity to add his tongue to their encounter, immediately tangling with hers.

Olivia broke the kiss to catch her breath, as Elliot quickly attached his lips to her throat, tilting her head back with the hand still currently in her hair.

"I-ummmm, El we have to, can't do this here," Olivia muttered, her body at war with her brain.

Elliot groaned, "Any chance we can sneak out of here and go to your apartment?" he muttered against the skin of her neck.

Olivia chuckled, "Nuh-no, I think that'd be too obvious."

"Damn shame," Elliot grunted, detaching his lips.

Olivia sighed, "It's better we stopped before we got too worked up."

Elliot nodded and blushed, embarrassed how quickly this woman could get him aroused, "I, uh, maybe you could go out first? I just, um need a minute."

Olivia bit her lip and glanced down at his denim covered bulge, "Of course, I'll see you out there."

Olivia slipped from the bathroom and walked across Fin's bedroom, but just as she was about to leave Nick stumbled through the door.

Olivia caught him around the waist as he clung to her shoulders.

"There you are! I found you!" Nick exclaimed happily.

This was probably the most inebriated Olivia had ever seen the man. She guided him to sit on the bed, but he grabbed her as she did, and she plopped down beside him.

"Liv! Oh-liv-vee-ahhhhhh, you look so beautiful tonight," Nick slurred.

Olivia snickered, "I see you've had a few drinks." She couldn't judge, she was feeling pretty tipsy herself.

"Mmhm, had to, I need, I needed some liquid courage," Nick stuttered.

Olivia furrowed an eyebrow, "Courage for what?"

"We, we're not partners anymore right?" Nick confirmed.

Olivia nodded, "Yes we are not partners anymore, what's that got to do with anything?"

Nick surprised Olivia as he leaned in, and just like Elliot had done in the bathroom, grabbed the back of her neck, and pulled her until his lips connected with hers.

Olivia froze, completely shocked by this turn of events as Nick moved his lips against hers. With her eyes open she clocked Elliot watching them from the bathroom, the door opened just a crack.

Coming out of her daze, possibly a moment too late, Olivia pushed against Nick's chest, breaking their kiss.

Nick licked his lips, keeping a hand against her neck, the other landed on her dress clad upper thigh. "Liv, I've had feelings, feelings for so long, for you."

"Oh my," Olivia groaned. Keeping her hands firmly planted against his chest she tried to reason with him.

"Nick, you're drunk, you don't know what you're saying," Olivia spoke quietly but with authority. She wasn't sure if she was getting through to him as he stared at her swollen lips. His hand was inching higher and higher up her thigh, taking her dress with him.

Olivia wondered if he had tried this before she started her dalliances with Elliot, if she would have responded differently to his advances. She wasn't sure what she was doing with Elliot but she knew she had to put a stop to Nick's flirting either way.

"Liv, I've wanted to tell you for sooooo long how's I felt, but baby I was married, and we were partners you and me, ands I didn't think I was good enough for youuuu," Nick drawled on, drunkenly slurring his words.

Olivia shook her head, and smoothed one hand over his jaw, "Nick I'm flattered, really, but I just don't feel that way for you. Maybe at a different time and place but-"

Nick dropped his chin to his chest, "I figured," he sighed, "But I had to take my shot."

Olivia smiled politely, "I'm sorry birthday boy, but I won't be your present this year. Why don't we get you something to drink instead?"

"Are we good?" Nick inquired shyly.

"Always partner," Olivia replied as she stood from the bed and tugged him up with her.

She took one last glance back at Elliot, before exiting Fin's bedroom and heading back to the party.

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

Olivia looked up at the knock on her door, she had jumped at the sound, it was past midnight and she hadn't expected anyone else to still be there.

"Come in," she called curiously, watching her youngest detective open her office door, food and drink in hand.

Olivia quirked an eyebrow as Elliot quickly explained, "Um Munch maybe suggested before I called it a night that I should get you something, make sure you ate some food. Something about you ignoring your basic necessities and going down a rabbit hole?"

Olivia chuckled, "My squad knows me well." They were working on multiple cases but they also appeared to have a serial on their hands and she was feeling the pressure from Dodds to catch the SOB.

Elliot placed the takeout on her table with the coffee he brought too.

"Well I guess my job is done then, unless I can convince you to let me give you a ride home, I have a spare helmet on my bike," Elliot suggested, but knew her answer already. Truthfully he had hoped to talk to her about what he saw at the party on Saturday. They never had a moment alone again after Nick had made a move on her. He and Nick had finished canvassing for the night but as he checked in with Fin and Munch the latter had suggested he pop by the precinct and bring his Captain some food and coffee.

"I want to go over a few more files and witness statements," Olivia sighed, stretching and cracking the bones in her neck.

Elliot nodded and moved behind her, reaching out he began to rub her stiff shoulders through her green blouse. "Anything I can help you with?"

Olivia laughed, "No and if you keep that up you're likely to distract me." His hands were warm against her shoulders, even through her shirt. She didn't know how he had an uncanny ability to arouse her with the most simplest of touches.

"Oh, sorry for that Captain," Elliot replied, but he didn't sound sorry at all as he kept rubbing her tense muscles.

"Actually it's odd you stopped by, you are part of the paperwork I have to get done," Olivia moaned as he hit a particular knot.

"Me?" Elliot inquired as he glanced down at her. From this angle he could see down her partially unbuttoned blouse, he could just make out the start of her black lace bra.

"Mmhm," Olivia groaned. "It's your 3 month assessment. Told you, you were on probation for a few months remember?"

"So you have to what, ask me questions, put me through a test, write a report on my skills and actions, what exactly?" Elliot pressed.

"Yes to all of the above," Olivia gasped as his hands moved forward, rubbing along her collarbone, just inches from her breasts.

"Hmmm," Elliot grunted. "So you need to grade me on certain subjects?"

"Yes," Olivia sighed breathily.

"Things like…?" Elliot wanted to know more.

"Ummm, uh," Olivia stuttered, finding it suddenly very hot in her office. "Things like: can he remember stuff he's been taught, can he take initiative, can he follow orders…?" Olivia trailed off, squirming in her chair, she could feel a tingling sensation beginning in her core.

Elliot nodded silently, as he removed his hands from her body. He walked around to face her and pulled her body from her chair. He heard her gasp as he spun her around and leaned her against her desk, facing him.

"Well, let's see shall we?" Elliot declared as he grabbed both of her cheeks and brought her plump lips to his.

He took his time, sucking on her top lip before releasing it and sucking her bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling softly. When he heard her moan he stroked her tongue with his.

"El, shit," Olivia whispered as they broke their kiss to breathe. "We really shouldn't be doing this here."

"Hmmm, doing what?" Elliot rubbed his hands over her hips, jerking her lower abdomen against his, he quickly moved and had her belt undone before she could think any further. "I thought we were doing an assessment Captain."

"Oh fuck," Olivia gasped as Elliot slid his right hand into her black lace panties.

They both groaned as his fingers came into contact with her warm wet juices. Olivia leaned her ass heavily against her desk, resting her hands on it as she tried to control her shaky legs and breaths.

Elliot ducked his head, and clasped his mouth against her pulsing jugular. "I believe you taught me to…"

He moved his fingers to part her lips, his middle finger gathering some of the moisture from her entrance and swirling it around her swollen clit.

"I-I-uhhhh," Olivia stuttered as she dropped her head back, her long hair nearly touching her desk behind her.

Elliot used his free hand to pop open the top few buttons on her shirt bringing her bra into complete view. He groaned at the sight of her heavy breasts straining against their lacey enclosure. He could see her hard dark nipples through the black lace. He wanted them in his mouth.

"Next you showed me how to…" Elliot trailed off as he rubbed her clit with his palm, sliding a finger past her warm, snug entrance. He slipped inside easily, as he pulled back he pressed another finger in with the first. The effect was instantaneous as her body jerked at the sensation.

"Ohhh, fuuuuuuuuu!" Olivia exclaimed at the pleasurable feeling racing through her body. His touch affected every part of her from her head to her toes. She could feel a white hot heat race through her body.

"Mmhm," Elliot grunted, he continued to press into her core as he tugged down on the cups of her bra, exposing her hard buds to her cool office air.

Elliot leaned over her chest and licked around her right areola. He blew on her pebbled tip, and took one long lick over it.

He pressed his hips against hers to keep her steady as she withered and squirmed.

"Mmmm, more," Olivia whimpered.

Elliot wasn't sure what she wanted more of so he gave her more of both. He took her nipple into his mouth as he added another finger, feeling her walls stretch around his three digits.

"I, I, fuck, yes, yes, harder, fuck Stabler," Olivia stammered incoherently.

"Lastly I think you taught me to," Elliot breathed against her heaving breasts as he switched sides, giving her other nipple the same attention. He curled his fingers against her front wall, he knew he hit his mark, when Olivia's head snapped up and her whole body spasmed.

"Ellllllllllllll," Olivia groaned as her back arched, thrusting her core hard against Elliot's hand and body.

Elliot hummed as he felt a surge of moisture against his fingers and palm. "So sexy," he couldn't take his eyes off her face as she climaxed.

"Jesus Christ," Olivia exhaled heavily, trying to catch her unsteady breath.

"Th-that was, um, yes he can recall things he's been ta-taught, very well," Olivia nodded, continuing the premise of a job assessment.

"Well, thank you Captain but I'm not done yet," Elliot grumbled, he was unbelievably turned on but not quite finished with her and their assessment.

Olivia moaned as Elliot sat down in her office chair, rolling it up to her.

He patted her desk, "Sit," he demanded.

Olivia glanced back at her desk and the paperwork covering it.

Elliot saw what she was looking at and growled, he quickly stood and swiped his arm across her desk, knocking her files and pens to the floor. Happy with the area he had cleaned off he took his seat again.

"Sit," he directed once more, nodding at her semi clear desk.

"Fuck sakes Stabler, you're cleaning that up later," Olivia huffed as she pushed herself up onto her desk. Her pants were still open, her breasts jiggling as she sat on her own desk and stared down at her detective.

"Mmmm, I'm gonna be cleaning up a lot of things in this office," Elliot promised as he gazed at her engorged buds.

"Spread your legs," he commanded as he scooted her office chair right up to her shins.

Olivia gulped loudly as she made room for him between her legs.

Elliot smoothed his hands from her calves up to her thighs, before grasping the lip of her open pants on either side of her hips, "Ass up."

"El, Olivia exclaimed as a shiver wracked her body, his short commands were turning her on even more. She pushed up on her hands, raising from the desk and allowing him to pull her pants over her ass and hips.

"Good," Elliot declared as he slid her pants down her firm tanned legs. He removed her shoes, and pulled her pants the rest of the way off. He was staring at her black lace panties the entire time, licking his lips, she felt like his prey.

"How am I doing so far Captain?" Elliot inquired as he rubbed her hips, he kissed his way along the inside of her thigh, he couldn't help inhaling her scent, he could tell he had ruined that pair of panties though.

Olivia groaned as he kissed and sucked on her inner thigh, "Uh um he takes initiative, is able to step up to the plate."

Elliot ran his tongue along the top of her panties. He grabbed the edge with his teeth, pulling it away, then releasing it against her bronze skin.

"Fuck, Stabler!" Olivia moaned.

Elliot slid his tongue down her lace covered slit, nudging her clit with his nose. He had never gone down on a woman before. He wasn't sure if they all smelled and tasted like Olivia did, but he was already hooked. He couldn't wait any longer to taste her straight from her source.

He tugged on the sides of her panties, watching as she instantly lifted up once more. He slid them easily from her long legs, as he was about to drop them on the floor he changed direction and stuffed them in his pocket instead.

Elliot groaned as he looked her over. Propped up on her desk, his Captain was breathing deeply as she leaned back on her hands. Her chest still exposed and flushed was jiggling with each unsteady breath she took. Without her pants she was completely bare to his hungry gaze. She looked divine in his eyes.

Elliot grabbed one of her feet, placing it on the armrest of her chair and repeating the action with the other. The movement caused her to be completely open to him.

"Mmmm, perfect," Elliot mumbled as he moved in, nipping at the crease where her thigh and core met. Her folds were flushed and swollen a clear sign of her arousal. He could see her juices coated her core and inner thighs, her clit was engorged, peaking out from its hood, begging for attention.

"Jesus Christ," Olivia nearly shouted. She hoped to God nobody was in the squad room at that moment.

"Lie back, you told me I had some cleaning up to do," Elliot smirked.

Elliot placed his hands on her hips, rubbing his thumbs over her lips, pulling them apart.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Olivia mumbled as she scrubbed her hands over her face.

Elliot wasn't quite sure what to do so he followed his instincts. Starting just below her entrance he swiped his tongue through her slit all the way to her clit, he felt her entrance clench as he went by. Elliot groaned as her taste exploded on his tongue.

"Oh shit," he heard her curse. Pleased with her response he repeated the action two more times.

"Tell me," he hummed into her pussy.

"I-I-I-ungh, swirl your tongue around my entrance!" Olivia stuttered, she was suppose to be testing him after all.

Elliot complied, moaning at her taste, providing a pleasurable vibration against her core.

"Lick, ah, lick up to my clit," Olivia directed.

Elliot obeyed and suddenly found a hand tugging at his head.

He paused at her clit as he swallowed her essence.

"Suck, God Elliot, suck, please, gonna come," Olivia purred.

Elliot looked up to see her thumbing one of her swollen nipples as she pulled his head more firmly between her spread thighs.

Elliot got to work, clamping his lips over her straining bud, rubbing his tongue along the side the same way he had with his fingers.

The reaction was immediate as her hips tried to raise from her desk, her upper body jerking widely.

"Inside, fuck me Stabler, two fingers inside me now!" Olivia demanded, panting harshly.

Elliot groaned as he released one of her hips and pumped two fingers into her hot wet core. He was immediately greeted by her walls clenching down on his digits in all directions. He moaned as her hips fell into a rhythm, gyrating against his face uncontrollably.

"Fuck, yes that's it, just, like, that…" Olivia grunted, each word coming out slowly.

He felt her walls bare down on his fingers as she took control and humped her way to her next orgasm. His face from his nose to his chin was covered in her juices. Her upper body arched and bent against her desk, and she threw her head back, moaning loudly as her moisture coated his fingers and hand even further.

Elliot released her clit when she pushed against his head, he watched as her back slowly lowered back to her desk.

Her chest was heaving as he licked up the mess she had made. He was proud to see her dripping down her ass, some moisture landing on the lip of her desk.

Olivia flung an arm over her eyes as she tried to catch her breath. Elliot was massaging her legs that were still spread on either side of him.

"Was that okay?" All the authority and cockiness had left his voice. He sounded once again like the young inexperienced detective she had met three months prior.

Olivia chuckled and leaned up on her elbows. "He can follow orders and directions very well."

Elliot licked his lips, tasting nothing but her. "So overall, you think I did well on this assessment?"

Sitting up completely Olivia sat half naked on her desk, chest exposed as she slung her arms around his broad shoulders. "I think you passed with flying colours Detective Stabler."

Elliot grinned widely, "Thank you Captain, but my positive job performance, well the credit must all go to you and everything you've taught me these last few months."

"I am nothing if not a good teacher," Olivia agreed, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Elliot moaned as her tongue plunged into his mouth, he knew she'd be able to taste herself and that thought had him nearly coming in his pants.

Without breaking the kiss Elliot stood up reaching for her, he was brought back to reality by the shrill ringing of her phone.

They broke apart, both swearing at being interrupted. Olivia grabbed the phone still residing safely on her desk.

"Captain Benson," she huffed angrily.

Elliot sighed, he had a feeling their night had just ended. He picked up her pants, laying them beside her on the desk as she hopped down.

"On it, yes, I'll call who's ever catching tonight, yes sir," Olivia slammed the phone down in its cradle. She fixed her bra and quickly buttoned her shirt.

"It never ends," Elliot said as he picked up the papers he had sent flying earlier.

Olivia looked at him sadly as she pulled her pants back on, "I'm sorry."

"No, no, it's okay, not your fault," Elliot grumbled as he adjusted himself in his pants. He was unbelievably hard.

"I need to call Rollins and Carisi, they're catching tonight," Olivia explained.

"Are you okay?" Olivia inquired, she smoothed a hand against his cheek. She could feel his stubble growing in at this late hour.

Elliot nodded, "Course, I should get going though before anyone comes in. I'll see you in the morning."

Olivia smiled, "Get home safely Detective."

"Will do, try to eat and get some sleep when you can," Elliot jerked his head toward the forgotten food and coffee he had brought her.

Olivia looked around her office, "Where are my panties Stabler?"

Elliot grinned as he opened the door, he patted his pocket, "Takes initiative remember?"

He heard her laugh as he exited her office, he grabbed his motorcycle helmet and dashed down the stairs. Hoping the cold drive home would ease the ache between his legs, and wondering why leaving her always left an ache in his heart.

A/N: No beta, all mistakes mine. I was nervous about posting again after not being able to write anything for 6 months. Thank you for all the kind messages asking me to update this and Undercovers. Your messages and reviews are what encouraged me to writing this. Don't know when I'll be able to update again but hopefully it won't be another 6 months. Long story short sepsis is real and sucks. Nurse broke my phone at the end of February. Finally got a new one. Lost all my data and passwords though so no social media yet as I can't remember my passwords On a separate note I have a full season of SVU and OC to watch! Am I in for some greatness or angst and pain? Leave a review if you enjoyed, they're like catnip.