A parallel universe

Chapter Forty Eight

Today was Elliot's sixtieth birthday and Liv was sure that she'd found him the perfect present ever known to man.
"Wow, condoms. Thanks Fin" El laughed as he tossed the wrapping paper onto the growing pile.
"Enjoy" Fin laughed.
"Whose left?" Elizabeth asked as she tried to remember who had already given Elliot a present.
"Liv hasn't given Elliot anything" Amanda spoke up with a gleam in her eye.
"Oh, I'll give him mine later" Liv shrugged.
"No! Give it to him now!" Elliot's kids chorused, earning a sigh from Liv.
"Just know I tried to stop this" She muttered to him before she retrieved her present from their bedroom and handed it to him. Elliot carefully untied the ribbon around the box and lifted the lid.
"A little black book?" He questioned her.
"Open it" He took the book out of the box and opened it up, feeling his blood rushing south.
"Dad? What is it?" Dickie asked. Elliot couldn't speak.
"It's a boudoir photoshoot" Liv blushed deeply.
It wasn't just a boudoir photoshoot. It was Olivia fucking Benson in lingerie, on her knees, her legs parted, her thumb between her red painted lips, taken as if he was looking down at her before him.
Elliot closed the book and cleared his throat.
"We'll revisit that later" He said as he moved a pillow over his crotch.
"Damn Liv, I think you broke him" Fin laughed.
"I don't think the pictures are that good-"
"I'm fucking crazy from looking at the first picture Livvie. Trust me, the pictures are good" He bit.
"You definitely broke him" Kathleen added, making Liv's blush deepen.
"Don't look at the pose on page fifteen until we're alone"
"Page fifteen!? Fuck me" El groaned.
"She's not coming into work for the next three days, I hope you know that" Amanda told Liv's squad.
"Oh, we know" Fin nodded.
"How many pages are there!?" El groaned.
"Twenty five"
"Fuck me" He groaned loudly.
"I'll have Emmy tonight" Kathleen smiled.
"I'll have Noah" Fin added.
"Let's toast to Liv killing Dad slowly" Kathleen teased, raising her drink, earning a glare from Elliot and a smile from Liv.

After everyone had left Liv ordered Elliot to sit on the couch and not move whilst she disappeared off into the bedroom. When the door opened again his eyes immediately went to the doorway and Liv who was dressed in the same black lace lingerie, garter and stocking set that she was in the boudoir photo album.
"I was thinking about a reenactment" She smiled nervously.
"Fuck me" Elliot groaned, looking up at the ceiling in an attempt to calm himself. Liv crossed the room towards him dropping to her knees on the floor before she reached for his belt.
"After my assaults, sex felt impossible. Feeling sexy was also out of the question. But, with you, I feel incredible" Elliot looked down at her and instantly regretted it.
"Livvie-"
"Stand up. You want the full effect before I suck your cock" Elliot groaned as he stood, not from the pain in his knees but from her words and how good she looked "That's a good detective" She smirked as she pulled down his jeans and boxers.
"Red fucking lipstick" He bit as his hand went to her cheek.
"Instead of my thumb between my lips, I'd rather have your cock" Elliot cursed as she gripped his base and slowly pushed him past her lips.
"Better than the fucking picture" She smirked, actually smirked around him and he almost blew it right then and there. Then her mouth was gone.
"What about the second picture?"
"Fuck the second picture. Please suck my dick Livvie. Please" He begged.
"Begging? Really?"
"I will beg a thousand times if that's what it takes. Please Livvie, before my balls burst" Liv gripped him and slipped him past her lips. Elliot's had wrapped itself in her hair pushing her onto his dick.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you" He chanted as she sucked him fiercely "Don't stop baby. Please don't stop. Fuck. Please keep going Livvie. God your mouth is like velvet. I'm going to give you everything you want. You'll never have to beg. Fuck baby. So close" He groaned as her teeth ran along the vein on the underside of him. Elliot came with a fierce growl and as cum laced her tongue Liv pulled him from her mouth, letting him cum coat her chest, abdomen and thighs.
"Is this a better picture?" Elliot opened his eyes and the sight before him already had him half hard.
"Fuck yes" He reached behind him and grabbed his phone, quickly snapping a picture before Liv dipped her fingers in the mess on her chest and licked it away.
"Do you want to look at the second picture?"

Liv rushed into the squad room. Her hair was a mess and her shirt was untucked one side.
"Liv-"
"Nope"
"It's Thursday. Elliot's birthday was Sunday"
"Believe me, I know"
"Hey Liv" Anaya smiled but when Liv's eyes landed on Elliot's smirk she hid behind Fin.
"No. Nope. Not happening"
"We're at work Liv, I'm not going to try to screw you"
"You did this morning! When I said make sure I can't walk after I meant it metaphorically not literally! I need a break!" Elliot laughed.
"You weren't complaining earlier"
"You wouldn't either of I was doing what you did!" Liv challenged.
"Fair enough, I call a truce. No sex until you tell me you're ready"
"Thank God!" Elliot laughed.