What if Liv and Elliot had one steamy night together before he left SVU, changing his number and dropping off the face of the earth. Liv has no way to tell him that they have a child together, so she just doesn't.
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~ five years later ~
"Elliot, anyone could walk in," Olivia moans as he lifts her onto her desk.
"I locked the door, blinds are closed," he says, lips pressed against her neck as his hands fumble with her belt. "Besides, it's late - most of your team have gone home."
Olivia reaches down to help Elliot. He appears to be struggling with her belt, and she laughs, undoing it and unzipping her pants. "There you go, I opened your present for you," she smirks, capturing his lips with her own as he pulls the trousers down her legs, letting them pool on the floor between them.
"This has always been a fantasy of mine," Elliot says seriously, peppering kisses all the way down her chest. "To fuck you over a desk."
"Mmm, yes please," Liv moans as Elliot unzips his own pants and pulls out his hard cock. "You want me to bend over?" She asks, reaching forward to take his length in her hand. She slides her hand up and down, her nails dragging tenderly against the flesh and making him moan.
"Not yet," Elliot says, sliding out of her hand and kneeling in front of her. He pulls her panties off and slides his tongue through her folds, making her moan.
"El," she gasps, her hand moving to the back of his head to hold him in place as he swirls his tongue messily around her. It feels amazing, he is so good with his mouth. "Am I tasty?" She moans, her voice raspy.
"So tasty," Elliot says, licking and sucking every inch of her pussy as he makes his way to her clit. "You're so wet, have you been thinking about me all day?"
"I always think about you when I'm at work," Olivia moans as he sucks her clit into his mouth, sucking on it hard. "Keep doing that," she moans.
Elliot doesn't move, he continues to suck his wife's clit the way he knows she loves and before long, her hand is pushing his head further into her pussy and she is convulsing underneath him as she comes. She is so sexy when she orgasms, Elliot loves watching her face. The way her eyes squeeze shut and her mouth opens wider the closer she gets. She makes cute little grunting sounds too, and it makes his cock twitch.
"Good girl," he says, pulling his head away and grabbing her by the waist. "Ready to be bent over?" He asks excitedly and she giggles, nodding her head.
"I am so ready," she says, hopping off the desk and repositioning herself. Her legs are spread and her cheek is pressed against the cold wood, hands either side of her face.
"You're dripping," Elliot says, rubbing himself against her slit before sliding in. They both moan together, loving the feeling as her wetness sheaths his cock. He hits her deep from this angle, she can feel a tightness in her stomach.
"Elliot, so deep," she gasps as he slides out and slams all the way back in again. His hands dig into the soft skin of her ass as he holds her to steady himself.
