Mr and Mrs

Chapter Eleven

El dropped Liv onto the bed, watching her bounce slightly. He smiled down at her as she smiled up at him. They were both nervous, the air between them heavy. 
"This is going to sound stupid but, what do we do now?" Liv chuckled.
"Close the door and come here" Elliot closed the door to the bedroom and moved over to Liv, lying beside her on the bed when Liv pulled him on top of her instead "Just like on the couch" He nodded before he dropped his lips forward connecting them again, the kiss quickly heating up. Elliot slipped his knee between her legs as her hands wandered under her shirt again. He trailed his lips down her neck, kissing her skin as she arched her back and moaned in response. 
"Don't wake him. God please, don't wake him up" He bit at the juncture of her jaw earning a louder moan in response. 
"Take it off. Please take it off" She was breathless, her chest quickly rising and falling with each breath. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and tugged it upwards until he could throw it to the floor, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander "My eyes are up here" She was teasing, not bashful but smiling. Elliot reached down, tugging one of the straps down her arm as far as it would go before he did the same to the other. 
"I'm going to blow this like a goddamn teenager" 
"If I take this off and you blow it I'll take it as a compliment" She giggled beneath him as his eyes darkened. 
"Take it off. Please" Liv stopped giggling at the sound of his dark tone. She took his hand and trailed it up her stomach, stopping it in the centre of her bra. 
"Do it yourself" He flicked open the clasp and let out a low groan. But Liv didn't feel self conscious or scared, she only felt beautiful under his heated stare. He dropped down to her and covered her lips with his as he tugged the rest of her bra from her shoulders. He grabbed at her breasts as Liv's hands ran under his shirt trailing along his skin until she could tug it off, both of them releasing the other until they could re-join each other. 
"You're beautiful. So beautiful" He muttered, his lips trailing along her jaw before he moved down her neck. Liv arched her back into his touch until his lips finally surrounded her nipple and sucked hard at her soft pink flesh. 
"Elliot" He went to pull away but she stopped him, holding his head against her chest, he complied, running his tongue around her nipple before he bit the puckered flesh "Fuck baby" She hadn't even realised the words had left her mouth, she was far too focused on his mouth and his knee, which was still pressed against her crotch "Pants. Off" He pulled away from her just enough to smirked down at her. 
"Is that an order Captain?" 
"If you don't fuck me soon I'll have to settle for your knee which feels pretty good right now" She admitted. 
"Who am I to stop you?" He smirked and Liv blushed "Let me hear you Livvie" He pressed his lips to her neck as he moved his knee higher, Liv gasped in response. She started moving her hips, giving into the sensations "That's my girl. Good girl" Liv whimpered, actually whimpered for him, because of him "I wanna watch you. I wanna hear you but you've got to keep it down" She moaned "God you're beautiful" He dropped his mouth back down to her chest listening to her breathless sounds as her hips moved against him. 
"El, I need more. Please" He moved his lips to her ear.
"Please can I taste you?" They both paused for a moment, nothing but heavy breathing between them. 
"Yes" Both of their eyes trailed down her body, watching as he unbuckled her belt and pulled open her pants. Liv's breath hitched as he nudged a finger inside of her, her back arching off the bed. 
"Fuck Livvie. You feel amazing" Her only response was a moan as she widened her legs to give him more room to work. She gripped at the back of his head, her nails digging into his skin "That's it Livvie. I feel you. Can you take another?" She nodded furiously and he nudged another finger beside his first, he was rewarded with another moan. He could feel that she was already close, it wouldn't take much to tip her over the edge "I love you. I fucking love you. You are a work of art. I want to watch you fall apart for me, because of me" 
"El" She whined again. 
"Il mio cuore. Sborra per me" Liv shattered beneath him, her nails sharply scratching the skin on the back of his head as she moaned loudly. Elliot placed kisses along her neck as she came down from her high.
"I feel like a teenager. I haven't came like that since..." She laughed at herself. 
"I'm glad this is so funny for you" He pulled away enough to meet her eyes before he slipped his fingers from inside of her and lifted them up to his mouth, sucking and licking away her taste. 
"Fuck me" She groaned, her eyes rolling shut.
"Can I?" When she opened her eyes she saw him smirking down at her. 
"Take your pants off and we'll find out" She teased, earning a smile in response before Elliot jumped up from the bed and started pulling his pants off as fast as he could, almost falling over trying to get his legs out of them. Liv giggled again as she watching him, his dark eyes turning to her. He leaned over her, kissing her lips, then her jaw, then between her boobs, a path down her stomach before he stopped at the waistband of her jeans. He slowly pulled them down, placing kissing down her thigh, not lingering on her scars as he continued downwards, tugging her jeans the rest of the way off. 
"God" Elliot groaned against her thigh "Give me strength not to fuck this up" 
"El, please stop praying and fuck me" He looked up at her and she giggled again. El stood, towering over her as he looked down at her with dark, hooded eyes. 
"I'm going to worship at the alter of Olivia Benson" He grabbed the sides of her panties and tugged them off, watching as she spread her legs for him "Thank you God" 
"This wasn't god, El. This was all you" Elliot smirked and dropped back down to his knees, diving between her legs. 
"Jesus!"