I just saw the eclipse. It was cool and got really dark. I'm lucky that I lived in the path of it. 

Sexual themes. 

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The hospital let Elliot and Liv go that afternoon, but made them promise to stay in bed for a while. Liv was feeling almost like herself and wanted to go back to work, but Elliot persuaded her to go home with him. Now, Elliot was laying in her bed, still annoyed at not being able to go after the kid that put him here. Although she made it bearable. 

The order Cragen said to stay off of each other went in one ear and out the other. Elliot had pulled Liv on top of him the moment he got into bed. She chuckled and put her arms around his neck, settling on his lap. "El, we can't do anything right now. You broke three ribs."

"But I'm hungry," he teased with a smirk. 

She shook her head in exasperation. He was relentless and stubborn. In the end, she gave in. On her demands though. He was only too happy to obey her. No touching her at all. He groaned as he felt her lips on his cock, licking the underside. Eyes falling closed, he gripped the headboard to prevent himself from touching her. If he touched her, she probably would leave him in bed hungry for more while she went in the living room and teased him. That sounded like something she'd do. 

The thought of that teasing almost made him want to try it, but she was too good at the moment. She cupped his balls and took all of him in her throat, slightly gagging and making his hips buck. Panting, she sat up and stripped off her clothes, very slowly. Leaning forward to kiss him sensually, she guided him to her entrance. Sinking down all the way, Elliot's eyes rolled back in his head. He was already so close. The mixture of her taking control and him not being able to touch her was driving him crazy. 

She started bouncing on him, rocking her hips just right to make both of them moan in pleasure. He bucked up to meet her hips as much as he could as she bit down hard on his exposed neck. He hissed in painful pleasure and was barely able to capture her lips with his before she retreated. "Please," he breathed heavily, "let me touch you."

She hummed thoughtfully as she continued to rock her hips slowly. "No," she said, leaning onto her night stand. Her spare handcuffs were there and she twirled them around a finger sexually. He growled as she handcuffed his wrists to the bed. They really needed to get a more comfy pair. He pulled on the handcuffs, testing them. Yep, he wasn't going anywhere. She sat back up straight and ran her hands over her body, moaning to herself. 

Elliot nearly lost it all. He struggled in the handcuffs to touch her, but she knew him too well. She knew he'd end up fighting the urge and loosing unless she handcuffed him. She cupped her breast and pulled on her nipples, gasping in pleasure, eyes falling closed. Since he couldn't touch her, he'd drive her as crazy as he could from where he was. He started thrusting up, hard, as much as he could with three broken ribs and barely any leverage. It was enough to make her jump and glare at him. 

They both stared daggers at each other. It was as if they hadn't had sex in years, even though it was only 18 hours ago. Elliot guessed they had a lot of time to make up for, such as 13 years worth. Liv leaned forward and started riding him, achingly slowly. Slowest he's ever had. Yet, he was about to come. Fastest he's ever had to fight it off. He had no idea he had this type of kink in his blood. 

"You are not allowed to come yet," Liv said harshly, rolling her hips as Elliot groaned loudly. 

He balled his fists, straining against the cuffs. There sure would be marks for days. Liv went back to his neck as she continued her slow pace, forcing Elliot to hold everything in. She bit around his neck, sucking every bit. There would be a lot of questions once he got back to the squad room in a couple days. These marks would not be going away for a while. 

She heard him whimper. "Please," he begged. She kissed away the tears that were falling. Not from sadness, from pleasure. This was the most erotic moment he's had ever. She didn't respond except to raise herself completely off of him, teasing his head with her lips. He started thrusting up blindly as she held herself up. He got a couple of good hits into her, making her buckle back on him, cock buried again deeply.

Liv continued the slow torture as he started to cry. She knew he was enjoying this moment too much. If he wanted to stop, he'd tell her. Elliot was beside himself with pleasure. So much pleasure that it was painful and tears were falling. He didn't mind though. She was enjoying teasing him as much as he enjoyed her doing it. Only thing he hated was the fact that he couldn't touch her. At all. 

He once again was severely close to orgasm. "Liv," he warned as she didn't stop. He held back. She didn't tell him he could. She leaned near his ear, hands on his bound wrists. "Come in me, Elliot." 

All at once, she unlocked one side of the handcuffs and his arms flew to her butt and held her down on him as he thrust harder than he's ever done twice before screaming out, "Olivia!"

She matched his screams as he started riding out his orgasm, thrusting still hard and closed her eyes in pleasure. "Oh, Elliot," she moaned as she rode out her own orgasm. 

He still wasn't done thrusting, even though he'd already came. He had so much pent up tension that he was determine to make her come hard. "I'm in charge now, Benson," he whispered huskily, pounding harder still. 

She didn't answer as her mouth fell open. He was hitting that spot, and he knew it. He was ignoring the pain in his ribs as he pushed her against him more, slapping her but loudly, making her squirm with excitement. "Uh uh uh," he said, fingers dangerously close to her back door, "No squirming. I'm injured." 

He kissed her cheek sweetly as a finger went into the place she never thought anything would go. He momentarily wondered if her neighbors were home, listening to them when she screamed. "Elliot," she said with eyes wide. He moved his fingers in her gently as his dick twitched inside her again. 

"Yes?" 

She shuddered and sat back on his dick and fingers more, eyes closing with pure bliss. "Oh, God. No one's ever--" she broke off as he started to add another finger. She screamed again as one more finger was inserted, stretching her. 

He was planning something, she knew what it was too. A package had come a day ago and he'd put it in his side table, not opening it. He said it was for their night adventures. "Liv," he said, "get the package." She panted and leaned over him to get the package out of the side table. "Open it," he said as his fingers still went in and out of her backside. 

She ripped the package open and stared at a vibrating dildo. "Lick it," he ordered from below her. He had lust and mischievousness in his eyes. She did what she was told and licked every inch of it twice. He then too it with his free hand and slowly removed his other hand. She gripped his shoulders in shock at the retreat. When she felt the dildo at that same place his fingers were, she looked down at him. He didn't move it any closer to her, just letting it rest against the hole. 

He was waiting for her to say yes. They both wanted full consent of this moment. She nodded to him and he slowly started to insert it. She gritted her teeth in pain, but made sure he kept going until it was all the way in. It felt oddly arousing, and when he turned the vibrating on, it rattled her. Elliot immediately felt her come and she tried to hide it. "Don't hide it," he said, finding her clit and helping her ride it out. She screamed again as another one surprised her. He hadn't even started thrusting again and he was already close. 

One hand holding the dildo, the other griping her butt, he started to pound her again, latching onto her breast like a baby suckling from his mother. She held his head close to her breast as she felt his dick bumping against the dildo between the small skin separating. This was the first time for both of them that this was happening. When Elliot came again, it drew one more, loud slightly painful scream from Liv before they collapsed. 

She fell to the side to avoid his chest. The dildo was still inside her, buzzing, but neither had the energy to pull it out, or stop it. That was mind shattering. They fell asleep, bare on the bed. 

A loud knock woke them both up with a start. "Liv? You okay?" It was Fin. "You don't answer in the next thirty seconds, I'm busting the door down." She was about to get up when a loud bang came from the front door. Fin made good on his promise and busted the door down. 

She only had enough time to pull the covers over Elliot's waist before Fin and Munch came around the corner. They looked bashful as they saw the room. The dildo was still vibrating on the bed, just taken out moments before they burst in. Liv was covering herself with her pillow on the bed. Elliot had marks covering his wrist from handcuff and several bite marks on his neck. He looked angry at Fin and Munch.

"What the hell?"

Fin put his gun away and shielded his eyes so Liv could put on one of Elliot's shirts. It came down to cover barely her butt, however it was enough for her to glare at Fin. "Cragen got a call about yelling coming from this apartment. Said they sounded like they were in pain. We knew it was your place and Elliot couldn't protect you."

He shrugged as Munch shook his head. "Obviously, they were wrong," he said looking at them over his sunglasses.

Liv sighed and looked at them both. "We were just having sex," she said shortly.

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The last part of this was written on my phone. I wanted to finish but I couldn't before I had to go to work. If there's an error I'll fix it.