Tangled Webs II: Normal For The Spider - An SVU fic

12.The safe route

Sixteenth...

Then respect it now! She's happy; she has the family she's always wanted and a husband who worships the ground she walks on. Stay away from them!"

There was fire in Amanda's eyes when she'd issued that demand to him and though he was angry about her being so blunt with what he considered to be his personal business, he did give what she'd said some thought... it just so happened that after giving said thought, he decided that he didn't give a shit!

"Who the hell is she to tell me what I can and cannot do?" Dean said out loud to himself. "She doesn't know me and she only thinks she knows Olivia! This is a second chance for us and I'm not going to let it pass me by!" he got up from the desk and walked out of the office, into the squad room.

"If anyone needs me, call my cell!" he announced and exited before anyone could ask him questions. Amanda sat giving him a cold glare from her desk as he walked out. He'd gotten outside and into his car and before he could change his mind he was pulling out of the parking lot and headed to Westchester.

***

Langan home...

"Deeper...deeper baby...now harder...oh my god, right there!" Olivia moaned. "Don't stop!" She gasped as he continued drilling her, hitting her spot so perfectly and with such intensity that she was on the verge of tears, wanting this orgasm more than her next breath but they were suddenly interrupted by pounding on the front doors.

"Are you kidding me?" Trevor exclaimed

"Ignore it! I'm so close...I just..."

More pounding, even louder this time; they looked at one another and Trevor growled in frustration, stopping his movements as he dropped his head onto her chest. Moment ruined.

"Go!"Olivia sighed, her annoyance obvious as she dropped her legs from around his waist and let them dangle from the kitchen counter. Trevor kissed her lips and reluctantly pulled out while the banging continued on the door, heartbreak on his face as he stepped away and readjusted himself in his pajama pants, leaving them hanging ridiculously low on his hips

"Don't move!" he instructed

"Hurry back" she said as she pulled her silk robe closed to cover her nakedness.

***

Trevor made his way to the foyer, still quite annoyed at the banging that hadn't let up and ready to thrash whoever was on the other side.

"What?!" he practically yelled upon flinging the door open to see the Dark haired man standing outside.

Wow...tall!

"Uh...Agent Porter, FBI" Dean said, flashing his credentials. He had expected that Olivia would answer the door and was disappointed at seeing who he assumed to be her husband standing in front of him; sweaty...breathless... shirtless... and with a semi-erection.

"How can I help you?" Trevor asked, even more annoyed now that his blood flow was quickly leaving his lower extremities and returning to the head on his shoulders.

"We got a tip that a wanted criminal by the name of Paul Faust was spotted in the area and we're checking the homes to make sure the residents are safe"

"Yeah, we're plenty safe, so if that's all..." he was beyond eager to get back to the kitchen. Dean felt a pang of pure jealousy cut through him because he knew exactly why Trevor was giving him the bums rush and he hated him for it.

"Baby, who's at the..." Olivia began as she made her way into the foyer but paused when she saw Dean there in the doorway. She swallowed hard, preparing to hear whatever terrible news he had come to deliver. Porter took one look at her, the robe, her skin glistening with sweat, hair a mess...