After shaking hands, agreeing that they'd put egos aside and focus on being the top detectives Olivia always claimed them as, Nick and Elliot headed to the coffee pot.
It's not like the two of them never got along, in fact, they were pretty good friends. Although they both got the vibe of competition for Olivia's friendship, neither mentioned it. Neither were stupid either and picked up on the attraction they had for their Commanding Officer, and while neither liked it, they kept it out of their conversation as well. At least until today.
Nick grabbed a coffee cup and filled it to the brim with the dark liquid. As Elliot did the same, Nick smirked and commented, "I don't know how it's possible, but I swear she's even hotter when she's mad."
Elliot nodded and smirked, "Man, you're not telling me anything new. I've thought that since 1999 when she came in as a beat cop."
Hearing Nick chuckle, he took a long drink of the hot liquid and praised the lord that today was one of the rare, but lucky occasions that someone, most likely Fin, beat Munch to making the coffee.
"Damn," Nick mumbled before finding the courage to ask his next question. "You ever do her?"
Elliot glanced at him from the coffee he was currently filling his cup back up with. Nick noticed the silence immediately, "I mean 14 years together. That's a long time to keep your hands off a woman like her."
Elliot finished pouring his coffee and stood up straight, "Yea. Once. After a hard case I offered to take her down to Thirsty's, she accepted, we drank way too much, and the next morning we woke up in bed together." He recalled the memory. "I was married, she felt like shit, we agreed to never speak of it again. I didn't want it to ruin our friendship, so I didn't let it. So keep your damn mouth shut, Amigo."
Nick raised his hand in surrender, "I didn't hear a thing."
The duo made their way back to their conjoined desks where they started back on the paper work they were working on when they decided to go all UFC in the squad room. After several minutes Nick glanced up again, "She was pretty mad at us."
Elliot looked up from his current DD5 and sighed, "Yea, she was."
The partners were quiet for several minutes, stewing over their idiotic ego competition before hearing Olivia's office door shut, her bid everyone a goodnight, others do the same, and the same deafening quietness as before. He smirked when he glanced at the clock, already knowing it was exactly 8:00 p.m. but confirming himself anyways. Elliot decided it was a good time to speak up once more.
"Maybe we should let her get home, relax, and simmer down before dropping by and apologizing once more. We can bring her favorite Italian food and chocolate."
Noticing that both sets of partners, Munch and Fin as well as, Rollins and Carisi were no longer in the squad room, Nick glanced at the clock and agreed.
"Yea, we really need to make it up to her." He said sincerely.
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After managing to only get stopped by 3 people on the way out of the 1-6, hailing a cab, and making it to her building's elevator, Olivia's phone read 8:18, according to the white numbers that stood out against her background. She sighed with a pleasant surprise that she had plenty of time to relax tonight.
As soon as she stepped off the elevator and into her apartment she began contemplating in her mind what she was going to do that evening.
Maybe I should try out that new pasta maker.
That rain would make me fall right to sleep. A full 8 hours sounds nice.
I am pretty tense, maybe I'll break out a vibrator or two.
After the day I've had I could use a glass...no a bottle of wine.
Although, a hot bubble bath with some candles sounds relaxing.
She sighed again and decided she was just going to take a much needed shower, crack open a bottle of wine, and munch on some leftover Sesame Chicken if she got hungry.
Olivia headed to her bedroom where she stripped out of her work clothes and started the shower. She hooked her phone up to her Beats Pill and stepped in letting the delightfully hot spray cascade over her tired body. She moaned at the sensation of the hard water beads massaging her back before lathering her medium brown hair with a mixture of shampoo and conditioner.
The brunette smiled when she heard the lyrics to Rihanna and DJ Khaled's song, Wild Thoughts, come out of the speakers. This was her favorite song at the moment and she knew every word.
Olivia lathered her loofa with some Love & Sunshine Bath and Body Works shower gel and sang the lyrics, doing a few belly dancing moves that she learned when her and Melinda took classes a couple summers before. She giggled remembering how she was determined she wouldn't like it, but loved it and was one of the best in the class. As she washed the stress and grime of the day off her body she smiled as she kept her dancing up.
"I don't know if you could take it
Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey, naked
I wanna be your baby, baby, baby
Spinnin' and it's wet just like it came from Maytag
White girl wasted on that brown liquor
When I get like this I can't be 'round you
I'm too lit to dim down a notch
'Cause I could name some things that I'm gon' do"
She sang as she finished washing her body, dropping the loofa, so she could grab both of her tits while she swiveled and swayed her hips as she sang the chorus.
"Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I'm with you all I get is wild thoughts"
She continued singing while finishing her shower. She closed her eyes as she let the water rinse her from head to toe one last time before stepping out. She felt like a whole new woman refreshed and relaxed.
Unplugging her phone, she caught a glimpse of her screensaver which was Nick, Elliot, Zara, Eli, and herself at a fair a couple months before. Seeing the two men's faces brought back today's memories and she couldn't help relating the song to her very sexy detectives.
The things they could do to me.
The things I want them to do to me.
She didn't even have to be near them to get wild thoughts. She laughed at herself and knew that if she continued to have those kinds of thoughts, she'd most definitely be using one of her vibrators tonight.
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Lieutenant Lovin'
FanfictionLieutenant Olivia Benson of the Manhattan Special Victims Unit experiences appreciation on a whole new level. Rated M for language and sexual content.
