Rebel (SVU Fanfic)

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Elliot pushed Olivia back on the bed. She fell back with a slight moan as Elliot started feeling her up.

Olivia pulled at Elliot's button-down until the buttons came undone. Her fingers pushed until his upper half was bare, open for her to look at. His bones were like chiseled stone, but his skin was soft to the touch.

Elliot went to the jeans that hugged Olivia in all the right places. He popped the button easily, and pulled the jeans off her long, golden legs. Coming back up, he got her to sit up enough so he could get her shirt off.

In a second round of fighting, they freed each other of all clothing, the articles now scattered around the floor.

Elliot laid over Olivia's body and kissed her collarbone. He worked his way down until he got to her sex. With simple touches, he got her legs apart, licking her between her folds.

Both were numbed with the oncoming effects of alcohol, but still felt completely in control. Elliot traveled back up the brunette's body and aligned himself.

"Please," Olivia moaned quietly.

At her request, he entered her. He filled her in a way Peter never had, touched her in a way that made her feel special on a whole new level.

For once, in a long time, she felt...loved.

They made love for hours, deep into the night. When they finally ran out of energy, Elliot rolled them over so she could rest her head on his chest. And they fell asleep.

~•~

At 7:14 AM, Olivia and Elliot entered the Benson residence.

They found Lizzie, Dickie, and Nicole on Nicole's floor, Zach and Paige in their own beds.

Waking the teens, they feared the worst.

"Hey," Nicole said. "Catch a case or something?"

Nicole knew full well what happened last night; she just chose to let them pretend she didn't.

"Yeah, open and shut, though," Olivia lied.

The teens nodded and stared awkwardly at each other.

"Well, we better get going," Elliot said.

"Yeah. I'll see you at work," Olivia replied.

"Okay."

The Stablers left and Nicole got back in bed. Olivia did the same, happily lying there instead of getting any sort of shut-eye.

As much as she would be mortified, she was so happy. Elliot made love to her last night. She got to feel what it was like to be...a priority, wanted, needed.

And she wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

~•~

"Mom, are you okay?" Olivia heard through the bathroom door.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Nicki," she replied before dry heaving in to the toilet bowl again. She tried to stay quiet for her children's sake.

She finally felt like the wave was over and flushed the toilet. Olivia grabbed the mouthwash and rinsed her mouth, as well as washed her hands.

When she left the bathroom, she pretended as though nothing was wrong. Even after she saw her teenager's face filled with concern.

Nicole remembered her mother doing that once before: when she was pregnant with Paige. She would get sick randomly and pretend nothing was wrong. Until she explained to Nicole what was going on.

But to get pregnant...she would've had to...oh, fuck, Nicole thought to herself. She didn't do it with Elliot, did she?

Well, how else would she have...