It'd been a tough case and an endless week before the squad finally managed to catch the guy.
Olivia was the only one left at the precinct, still catching up on the paperwork in the middle of the night. Elliot knew she would be at work and he couldn't help but smile as he noticed the dim light coming out of her office as he was quietly walking towards the door. He knew her damn too well.
"Hey, Captain." He stood there, leaning casually against the doorframe, a boyish grin growing on his face.
Olivia looked up, instantly smiling back at him.
"Hey," she greeted him, putting her glasses off as she leaned back in her chair. "What are you doing here?"
As he slowly approached, she could feel the heat growing in her belly in anticipation. He still hadn't wiped off that smirk of his face, and his eyes were deep locked in hers.
"I thought I could give you a ride. It's getting late."
She broke the eye contact, fainting to bring her attention back on the papers lying on her desk.
"I still have plenty of work to finish. I can't-"
Olivia suddenly felt herself turn as Elliot grabbed the armrests and swiveled the chair so they were facing each other.
He was leaning above her, his grip still firm, his face was closed to hers. He could smell her perfume and feminine scent, the ones who would make him lose his mind in a second.
Olivia had to supress the urge to grab these biceps, she was dying to feel his muscles tense under her touch. Instead she kept immobile, still resting in the back of her chair, waiting for him to make the first move. And he did.
Elliot leaned closer, capturing her mouth. He slowly brushed his lips against hers, his beard tickling her skin, then again and again to finally seal their mouth in a deeper kiss.
"I've missed you." Elliot hummed against her lips.
She brightly smiled, bringing her hand to his face. She let her fingers wandering along his cheek, then grabbed his chin, softly scratching the beard he spent months letting grow to her great pleasure. The years have had absolutely no effect on him, only making his body even stronger, steadier and more appealing that he was in the young years. The beard look was the little plus that made him even more handsome to Olivia's eyes.
As Elliot was looking tenderly at her, she brought his face closer in another kiss, savoring the quiet stolen moment in their ectic lives.
"I'm taking you home." Elliot added once more against her lips, in a statement. She sighed in defeat, closed her laptop and switched off her desk lamp.
They both straightened up as she rolled her chair back. He quietly waited for her to gather her stuff, still looking at her with loving eyes. He still had struggles believing that the woman standing in front of him was his, after everything he put her through and all the things they had to fix. He'd been waking up every morning feeling like the luckiest man on Earth for almost a year now, and he wouldn't trade his life for anything now.
Once she was done, she approached him slowly, a smirk plastered on her face. Elliot stood still, letting her come dangerously close to his face. He thought for a second that she just wanted to steal him another kiss, but then he felt her hand brushing the side of his pants. He tensed, not in a bad a way though, as he smirked back at her and raised an eyebrow, questionning her.
She didn't say a word, her mouth still inches from his as she started feeling his pocket. When she finally found what she was looking for, she quickly shoved her hand in it and grabbed the keys. The next second, she was out of his reach as she walked past him.
"I'm driving." She said, smacking his ass while on her way to the door.
Elliot chuckled, taking in a little too late what had just happened. He closed his eyes, shaking his head. Damn this woman, she would be the death of him one day.
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