#benson x cassidy

[justwanttobelovedbyyou]

[a-bensler-blog]

Like night and day.

[thena0315]

Organized Crime: 2x09

‘The Christmas Episode‘

[mnnuni]

Into you

Elliot Stabler x reader

Summary: an undercover operation that exposes some other kind of secrets

Words: 4498

Warnings: mentions of drugs, eventual smut -but very filthy-

Author's note: first of all, sorry if it's too long. Second, yes it is based on Ariana's song, or at least the movie it started in my head when I heard the song on shuffle. Little note in the note: this story is not necessarily in any time and place of the series, I just included Munch and Cassidy because I'm (kinda re)watching season 1 and I love them so much.

* gif and images from Pinterest

* dividers from @cafekitsune

"You're sure you want to do this?"

(Y/N) couldn't say how many times Olivia had already asked her that question, in different ways and places of the district.

She inhaled, closed her eyes

You can do it

"I'm sure Liv, don't worry"

Her colleague smiled at her through the mirror, "then let's finish this make up".

Their team was organising an undercover operation in a fancy club, it was an easy thing : go in, find the drugs, go out.

Of course there was a little detail that determined how the operation was gonna be; this club had a high standard for its clientele and specific rules they had to follow, number one being : "only couples allowed".

Now, the easy take was to send the infamous Benson and Stabler and call it a day, but Olivia couldn't because she had too many extra hours covered already. The next couple would have been (Y/N) and Cassidy, if Munch wouldn't have explained for ten minutes straight how Brian wasn't ready to do a thing like that.

So that left her to work with Elliot.

If it was a normal job (Y/N) wouldn't have worries of any kind, Elliot was a good cop and she trusted him with her life; but going out in a club made for sex and whatnot, faking being the girlfriend of the coworker she so desperately wanted ... that was another thing. That was also the reason why Olivia was so concerned for her, she was the only one that caught (Y/N) staring at her partner in a different way someday -at least she hoped so, even if the others could have known they never said anything-

Elliot was done dressing up ten minutes ago and everyone was growing bored to wait for the women.

"You done playing, ladies?" Munch started screaming and pounding on the door of the locker room, "come on we don't have all night".

When the duo got out the first thing the men noticed were (Y/N)'s legs : she wore a deep blue-almost black dress, it almost reached the knees on the right leg and was shorter on the left. Cassidy whistled when his eyes travelled up her figure and landed on her chest, tightly held up by the dress straps. (Y/N) did a spin, moving her curled hairs in the process and showed her half-bare back.

"Well Miss (Y/L/N) can surely do the work"

"Thank you Much", she was trying so hard not to fumble dressed like this in front of her colleagues, but they didn't have to know that.

"Y-you have, um, I can see your lace" Cassidy said pointing at her upper body, he tried to smirk and be flirty but he got too caught up when (Y/N) got closer "It's intentional Brian, now don't get too flustered". Munch chuckled and his partner was about to defend himself when Cragen cleared his throat and announced they were ready to go.

Elliot was the only one to not say a single word. Noone knew that was because his brain short circuited for a moment seeing (Y/N) like that.

I'm so into you

I can barely breathe

Even in the car to the club he remained silent, too caught up in his head, until they were almost there and (Y/N) was about to explode "now that we're still off, are you okay?" ; her voice startled him for a moment, he nodded and mumbled a sure and kept driving. Five minutes later they were parking.

Elliot took a big breath and finally turned to face her, "okay, so, if someone or something triggers you at any moment for any reason, you tell me and we're out" she nodded and then saw their van stopping few meters away so she leaned in to Elliot and searched in his jacket to switch the microphone, "do you hear us?", someone in the van switched the headlights on and off to answer her, "let's go then"

Elliot got out of the car and went to open the door for her, proceeding to take her arm in his to walk to the club. At the entrance there were two big men with the guest lists, "Stabler", he looked at them for a moment then checked his papers. It was a strangely nice feeling to be part of the "Two for Stabler", (Y/N) wanted to feel like this for real not just for a job.

The man stepped aside and opened the door for them; the first thing they saw was the wardrobe where (Y/N) left her jacket, then they were guided to a red lit corridor that ended to a glass door. There they were, in the middle of the upper class most scandalous nights, they were walking arm in arm between politicians, rich entrepreneurs and whores.

They walked to the bar to have a full view of the room: in the centre there was a little stage for the dj and the eventual singers, all around there were occupied tables, at the left side there were sort of cabins to be more private and to the right big glass doors that they knew took to the private rooms.

(Y/N) was the one facing the bar, counting all the staff members while Elliot, next to her, scanned the rest of the room to search their suspects.

"What can I get you, beautiful?"

(Y/N) was sure the bartender talked to her just because he was mere inches apart from her face, otherwise she wouldn't have think he would have flirted with her, while at work.

Elliot turned in an instant, placing his arm around her back "she would have a Martini, and a soda for me" he was shooting daggers to the poor man, who instantly backed away to do their orders.

(Y/N) was looking at him with a clear expression of "was that necessary?" and he just got closer to her, "what? You're mine tonight"

Her eyebrows shot up so fast she thought she was losing them; Elliot too was a little surprised by his choice of words, even if he so desperately wanted them to be true and not just for tonight.

But close ain't close enough

'Til we cross the line, hey, yeah

So name a game to play

And I'll roll the dice, hey

(Y/N) smirked and turned to face him, "you should..." she bit her lip and unbuttoned his shirt a little "I think it's better like this"

The bartender came back with their glasses before Elliot could say anything, "thank you" she looked at his tag "Brandon" he smiled and was about to go back to work but (Y/N) reached out and took his hand "excuse my boyfriend here, he's not used to share me" he smiled "no I'm sorry, I didn't gather you two were..." Elliot brought her to his chest "together? Yes"

"Tell me Brandon, is there a way we could use your private services?"

Elliot knew that they had to, but oh was he nervous to be in a bedroom with her.

"Did you make a reservation?"

She shook her head, "don't worry, you can wait at one of the private tables. One of us will call you when you can go in the rooms", he then guided them to the right side of the club.

To any possible looker these two were one of the other couples tangled in eachother, waiting for a new experience. In reality (Y/N) had her legs on Elliot's ones to be more closer and be clearly heard in the microphone, she was describing every customer to whoever was listening to them in order to have a complete list of witnesses, just in case. She drank a little and then went to play with Elliott's shirt's collar; he had one of his hands gripping her thighs and the other arm around her, laid on the back of the sofa and occasionally brushing strands of hair off her face.

They were so fucking close to each other.

Every now and then Elliot mumbled something, just to not look suspicious but he really couldn't formulate something longer that two sentences with (Y/N)'s lips so close to his face.

After the longest twenty-five minutes of his life a man cleared his throat next to them, Elliot was so scared of the possibility this was just another flirty guy who wanted to try it with (Y/N) -this open sex club was extremely hard to accept for a man like him- but fortunately it was the chauffeur for the rooms. He led them to the big glass doors and left them in another corridor with a pair of keys and the number five on them.

After he left them alone it was the first instant when they weren't touching in any way and they missed the contact immediately, so much that Elliot took her hand in his.

(Y/N) exhaled a breath she didn't know she was holdin when Elliot closed the door of their room, "okay, so report of the room : massive bed"

They started to search in every corner for anything that could help them with the operation while describing everything out loud.

"I've never seen this many condoms in my life" she suddenly said after opening two drawers, Elliot blushed looking at her with the envelopes in her hands. "Also, the flavour matches the one of the condoms found in the hotel, so now we have the confirmation that they're from here"

"How are you so sure?"

"Well for one, I have the assurance that no pharmacy ever has sold "coke flavored condoms" and because there's the name of the club on the envelope"

He just nodded, "right" and proceeded to open another drawer "oh look we have toys too", Elliot picked up a pair of fluffy handcuffs and showed them to her, "you like 'em detective?"

Was he...nah

Either way, she couldn't let him win, so she marched to him to whisper "I tend to use them to others, not me"

Oh, baby, look what you started

The temperature's rising in here

They were ready to inspect anything further when (Y/N) heard walking from the corridors, "someone's coming" "what?" and then a knock on the room next to them "they're entering the rooms" Elliot whispered.

"Loose the jacket"

He was about to ask why, but he knew better than to question her; she was so hot commanding orders. He carefully positioned the jacket on the back of a chair "I'm gonna put you here guys". When he turned back he found (Y/N) sat on the bed, taking off her heels "what are you-?" "We're supposed to look couply here, we can't be caught investigating" she obviously was right, but Elliot was in a very difficult position here now after she shoved him on the bed.

"So we're..." he was making some gesture with his hands while (Y/N) tried to find the courage to do something, "we have to" "yeah" and then he sat straight on the bed, waiting, thinking.

Elliot didn't have time before (Y/N) moved slightly her dress and positioned herself on his lap whit her legs on either side of him

Is this gonna happen?

Been waiting and waiting for you to make a move (ooh, ooh)

Before I make a move (ooh, ooh)

"Are you sure?"

Elliot was literally burning up.

Then she took his hands and put them on her hips, nodding. They felt so good on her.

They heard more loud walking so they inched closer, then a knock "room service";

So, baby, come light me up

And maybe I'll let you on it

A little bit dangerous

But, baby, that's how I want it

Poor guy didn't get an answer because they launched at each other to kiss. One of Elliot's hands travelled to her exposed back and the other gripped her hips more firmly. (Y/N)'s lips tasted of lipstick and were so soft to his rough kiss he wanted to die like this;

A little less conversation and a little more touch my body

'Cause I'm so into you, into you, into you

her hands were gripping his hair and taking him even closer to her. When her breasts pressed to his chest and he felt her lace to his portion of exposed-by-the-unbottoned-shirt pecs he was losing it, Elliot moved her hips on him and that's when she moaned in his mouth.

At the other side of the microphone their colleagues were a mix of confused and delighted.

Got everyone watchin' us

So, baby, let's keep it secret

A little bit scandalous

But, baby, don't let them see it

"Are they...?" Cassidy was having the time of his life when (Y/N) moaned

"They are" they could hear Elliot's now because (Y/N) was kissing his neck "they so are", confirmed Olivia and Munch.

That's when another knock was heard and finally the person opened the door.

The couple got off each other's lips just because the guy excused himself. Then reality came back down again.

Elliot moved to hear the man better, putting his hands under (Y/N)'s butt to cover her.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, I am at your service tonight" he had a tray with champagne in his hand and just a pair of trousers on. (Y/N) didn't falter for a second there, getting up and meeting their guest, "oh don't be sorry, we got a little carried away"

She could hear Cassidy chuckles in her head.

"I'm (Y/N), come meet my boyfriend" she took the tray from him and gestured for the guy to sit next to Elliot, who introduced himself. She then sat on the other side of the guy, putting her legs on both the men's ones; Elliot gave her a side glance at how comfortable she looked putting herself on this guy.

"Tell us..."

"Caleb"

She smiled, "Caleb, how does it work, your service?"

He proceeded to explain how they were a fancy club for couples who wanted to explore their sexual lives, he didn't know but the more he talked the more criminal sentences he was giving this place. Elliot was more than pleased to look at (Y/N) flirt and touch this man to give them everything and more they needed.

"And tell me, is there a way to have some... Incentives?" she got up to sit down on Elliot again, "you see my boyfriend here has a hard time with all my eccentricities, but he's willing to try tonight and I'm sure that with some magical helps he would love to have the both of us"

Elliot was dying under her caresses.

The guy was starting to negate the service when he jumped in the ring again, "we're willing to pay more, of course"

Caleb's eyes lit up then; he agreed and got up to a wall, pressed some invisible buttons and revealed a cabinet full of any kind of powders.

"Now the party can start"

This was (Y/N)'s signal to the team to start moving.

While Elliot was next to Caleb pretending to choose what would have been his poison, they heard some commotion from the outside. They didn't break character for a minute, (Y/N) was comfortably laying on the bed when Munch got the door down and declared the guy under arrest.

"Finally"

Now, the easy part was done: the club was shot down, the owners were arrested and the ADA had so much proof to put everyone working there behind bars that they even thanked the team.

The hard times were just about to start when an hour later they were still at the precinct doing reports; Elliot and (Y/N) didn't have a chance to talk yet and she was almost grateful for this, what could she even possibly say? Sorry if I devoured your face and I used our operation as an excuse to make out to you?!

She kept her head low and just wrote in the files for the entire time, she was also grateful no one said anything about their work -even if she was sure Cassidy and Munch had some sly remarks ready the instant she and Elliot walked out the doors, Olivia only threatened them if they talked. (Y/N) could sense Brian's struggle to shut up at the desk in front of her-

Meanwhile Elliot was just opposite her, on the other side of the room and couldn't take his eyes off of her; they were still in their clothes, (Y/N) just raised her hairs with a clip -which made her ten times sexier in his opinion- and got free of her heels. He did just half the report because he was too engrossed in looking at her, how calmed she seemed while she worked and how she bit her lip from time to time while thinking about bigger words to fill her papers. But mostly he couldn't stop thinking about how stupid he was to not talk to her yet, after he had the best kiss of his life and just wanted to repeat it forever.

(Y/N) was painfully oblivious to Elliot's stare, too preoccupied to avoid taking notice of Cassidy eyes moving from Munch to Elliot -they had practically cleaned her lipstick stains on Elliot's lips and neck for the amount of times they looked at them-

When she was done she got up, handed over her files and went away; she just squeezed Olivia's shoulder on the way, but didn't say a word to anyone.

It took Elliot the time she started the car and drove off to understand he had to move too, but only after Cassidy threw him an eraser and Olivia screamed at him to "go take his girl".

It made him smile to think about her that way.

The knock (Y/N) heard from her door were so strong and determined she instantly went to see whose was, she opened the door with a confused expression on her face.

"Hi"

She just made him space on the door to enter her apartment.

Elliot didn't know where to start, how could he explain things to her when he didn't stop and thought about it?! He inhaled a big breath and prepared himself for a big monologue.

This could take some time, hey

I made too many mistakes

Better get this right, right, baby

"First of all, I'm sorry" she was about to answer but he made a motion with his hand to stop her, "please let me get this all out first"

"Sure, right", (Y/N) sat on the couch and invited him to join her -she was actually shitting herself considering his tone, but she sensed that he needed this moment so she'd wait to do anything, even if she'd wanted to crumble right then and there-

Elliot took a place next to her, diverting his legs in order to face her. Ugh.

Tell me what you came here for

'Cause I can't, I can't wait no more

I'm on the edge with no control

And I need, I need you to know

You to know, oh, yeah

"I'm sorry if anything that I did, or didn't do tonight made you uncomfortable. I wasn't expecting the turn that took the night, but I must specify I was pleasantly surprised."

Maybe (Y/N) could restart breathing.

"(Y/N) you're an amazing woman, I admire you as a cop and I love working with you"

Why did this sound like a rejection? Or worse, a goodbye!?

"But most of all, I loved kissing you tonight"

Oh shit

He took her hands in his, "I know that we're supposed to be professional and I don't want to seem irrational right now, but I'd really fucking like to kiss you again, more then once"

She was flabbergasted. She couldn't form a thought, her jaw was on the floor and her heart was beating at the rate of a heart attack.

"Please say something"

So, baby, come light me up (light me up)

And maybe I'll let you on it

A little bit dangerous (dangerous)

But, baby, that's how I want it (how I want it)

A little less conversation and a little more touch my body

'Cause I'm so into you, into you, into you

(Y/N) pulled him from the shirt and kissed him, more confident than before. She pressed him to her putting her arms around his neck, while his found her waist; she opened her mouth to taste his tongue and he fucking groaned through the kiss, she was ready to fight his tongue for dominance when he pulled away.

"So I guess you..."

"Yes Elliot" she kissed the corner of his mouth "I like you too" and then his jaw "and I really like to kiss you" moving to his neck "and I'd like to do it for quite some time, if you'd like"

"I would love to", he was turning his face to kiss her again but she got closer to his ear to whisper something, "I would also want for you to fuck me, like right now" and then she smirked.

She didn't give him time to do anything because she ran away to her bedroom; Elliot woke up from his trans and followed her, finding her in front of the mirror trying to get away from her dress. He came up behind her and took her hands' place on her zipper.

He unzipped it so slowly, kissing every inch he discovered and then let the dress fall at her feet.

"Fuck"

He palmed her naked breasts, still looking at (Y/N) through the mirror, her head fell on his chest from the pleasure.

"I think you're too much covered" she decided when she turned around and got unbuttoned his shirt with one powerful move.

"Ehi! I liked that shirt" Elliot himself knew he was only half complaining, "I like it better off" she fucking licked her lips looking at his bare torso.

(Y/N) kissed every part of his chest, from the clavicle to his pecs; she sucked one of his nipples and was happily pleased when she realised his breath was becoming more erratic. She trailed her tongue down all his abs until she got on her knees, asking the permission to unbuckle his belt and jeans.

"You can do me whatever you want love"

Love

She worked his clothes rather quickly and stopped only in front of his underwear: shit, he was big. But she couldn't praise him about his size yet. She palmed his boner and got excited enough to yank his underwear away and take his dick in her hands.

Elliot was dying of anticipation there.

After stroking him two times (Y/N) licked his shaft and he hissed. He was ready!

Finally she put her mouth on his tip and sucked all the dick down in her mouth.

"Holy shit", he grabbed her hair and she looked at him with big eyes before she started to move her head up and down. She was phenomenal. At some point she took his balls in her hand and started squeezing, "oh my- (Y/N)"

It took her two minutes of full bobbing before she had to take air, but she never stopped touching him, always licking on nipping his tip. When she put her mouth on him again she started to move faster and sucking harder. Elliot was a moaning mess up there, moving his hips in sync with her.

"Baby I'm gonna-" he couldn't talk, she gripped his ass and sucked his cock so much deeper in her mouth he couldn't even think before he shot down her throat. She kept moving her head until he stopped screaming for her and came down his high.

When she left his dick (Y/N) was smiling and Elliot loved this. He helped her get up, just to take her in his arms and put her on the bed.

"You were-"

"Amazing, I know" he chucked, "you really were", he kissed her neck then, lowering himself on her. He felt her wet panties to his cock, who was already recovering feeling her like this. He moved his hands through all her leg, stopping at her inner thigh and sensing her warmth. Elliot looked her in her eyes when he finally put a hand on her pussy. She hissed at the contact.

"You're soaked baby"

"A good cock might do this to me"

She wasn't even embarrassed to show him how much she wanted him; he smirked and slowly let herself free of her panties.

"Look at her, so pretty and ready for me"

His talking of her pussy made her involuntarily lift her hips, which made Elliot smirk even more before he put a finger on her clit.

"Mmmh"

"That's right love"

Fuck he was good with his fingers. She knew he was only giving his dick time to recover, but (Y/N) was enjoying every minute of his fingers entering her hole. She was gripping his forearm when he pushed his second finger in to "prep her for his dick", he said. She was sure he was just enjoying her so fucked up just by his fingers.

"El I need you, now"

His face lit up, "you sure?", she took his cock and aligned it with her entrance, soaking it with her wetness "I'm sure".

He pushed into her very slowly, he was relishing in every inch of her stretching to his length. When he was done he waited a few seconds to move, admiring (Y/N)'s face while she adjusted to his size; suddenly she moved her hips making him hiss and then start to pound into her at a determinate pace.

"God, yes"

She was feeling every inch of his big dick and she was fucking loving it. He moved so well into her while also paying attention to every other part of her : when he wasn't kissing her neck, he was squeezing her tits or whispering dirty things in her ears.

She was loving his dirty talk.

"Come on baby, let me feel you squeeze my dick"

(Y/N) never moaned so loudly in her life. One of her hands was gripping the sheets and the other was firm to Elliot's back to have him always there, pounding into her, extremely close and sweaty. When Elliot started playing with her clit (Y/N)'s eyes rolled so back he was afraid she'd loose them.

"I-I'm so close baby"

Fuck, she called him baby

Elliot became even faster and impatient to let her finish around him; she was a screaming mess while she cum but Elliot loved her clenched pussy around him. Before he could cum he pulled out and finished on her stomach, still patting her clit while he stroked himself.

It was the sexiest thing (Y/N) ever saw; the scene became even more erotic when Elliot went down and licked his cum from her skin and then got up to her face saying "it tastes like you".

She smiled at him and pulled him in her arms, "after you'd done a thing like this, I'll never give you away"

"And I'll never leave, love"

[alyssaforevermore]

Edit: I think it’s about time I address the frustrations (?) that this poll has caused. I was going to add my response to reblogs but I thought it would be better if it was right here for future finders to see. I wasn’t going to even respond because a) people haven’t been super rude and are allowed an opinion and b) I know who I am. However, anxiety has gotten the best of me! Leaving this under the cut so this post doesn’t clog peoples feeds.

For context, here are the responses I’ve gotten that lead to this edit:

First, I want to say that the frustrations are valid. Yes, this poll does include only hetero ships and we should call people out when they’re being purposefully exclusive. Clearly, this poll does look purposefully exclusive and I can recognize that.

This poll was created at ~3am after I watched the episode where Tucker died. My thought process was: I wonder who everyone wishes she did/would end up with? Benson is a canonically straight character which led to me picking only hetero ships. Would I love for her to eventually be shown as bisexual? Of course!! She just hasn’t explicitly been shown to be so far. I included ‘other’ because I wanted to see if there were ships I didn’t think of or other non-canon ships.

I could’ve and should’ve made the poll title more clear. That was entirely my fault and I do apologize. I never in a million years would purposefully or hatefully exclude LGBTQ+ ships or even just the LGBTQ+ community in general from any posts I make.

As a bisexual non-binary woman, seeing even just one person upset about the exclusion of WLW ships from any of my posts is awful. I never want to make people feel like I don’t support or appreciate diversity. I just wasn’t thinking at that moment about any non-canon ships and again, I should’ve been more clear about the intent behind this poll. It has been something I’ve been working on in all of my posts since I saw the first response to this poll.

Like I said, the criticism is valid and I apologize. I just wanted to finally make my intentions clearly because I feel like that’s important. I don’t want to further upset or anger anyone when it comes to a topic that I’m so passionate about. I really didn’t have any bad intentions when I made this poll but I understand that good intentions do not negate hurt caused.

I hope all of this made sense. I’m not the best at wording my thoughts. Thank you for reading and I’m always open to discussions surrounding what I put out on here. If you have any questions or concerns, please do reach out so we can discuss. Thank you.

[incorrectcabensonquotes]

Alex: Did you know that atoms never touch each other? And since we’re made of atoms, technically we’ve never touched anything in our whole lives?

Olivia: …

Alex: So to answer your question, no, I didn’t punch Cassidy.

[best-series-forever]

[fordhamlawyeah]

Eliott : idk a reformed demon maybe ?

Cragen : a ghost

Liv : an angel (or like part angel part demon bc of her dad but she taken more from the angel part)

Munch : IK it's not a monster but he give me Van Helsing vibes (maybe an ex monster hunter who became monster friendly after marrying and divorcing four different monster )

Fin : a cool vampire or like a dhampir

Amaro : some sort of were animal, like a werepanther or werepuma

Amanda : a witch (idk i love Amanda, I love witches)

Sonny : a werewolf very pack oriented

Barba : a classy vampire

Kat : a werecat (ik its a lot of wereanimal but i like them and i find it funny that she and amaro are cat when sonny is a wolf (a dog) and that they are the one that clash the most with him) or a cat shapeshifter

Garland : a robot who gained humanity

Jeffries : Plant Person (maybe a man eating one)

Cabot : mermaid

Melinda : Banshee

George : telepath

Peter : living statue

Tucker : zombie bc he was dying but a fonctional one

Daddy Dodds and Baby Dodds : ice king and ice prince

Murphy : shape shifter seem pratical with all his undercover works

Cassidy : doctor Jekyll (season 1 Cassidy)/Edward Hyde (season 13)

Stuckey : Goblin or some kind of evil gnome

Buchanan : gargoyles

Noah : part angel part demon like his mom

Amanda's mom, Kim, Jesse and Billie : witches obvi

all the carisi clan : werewolf

ken and kara : human

hey i am sorry to bother you but i need some help. In a SVU monster AU (an AU where every member of the svu squad are a monster) which monster do you thing they would be ? I would take every member of the svu/every ADA you could give me but i'm mostly wondering about Eliott, Cragen, Liv, Munch, Fin, Amaro, Sonny, Amanda, Barba. ( i am so sorry if this is weird and so sorry for my broken english since this is not my first language)

omg no bother at all! it’s not weird at all it’s actually kinda interesting but my mind has literally gone blank of every monster ever

SOMEONE HELP NONNY

[pookielicious]

At this point, I don’t actually care who Olivia ends up with. Be that Rafa, Brian, Elliot, Trevor, Peter or some unknown character that may show up in the future. As long as she’s happy getting the good loving she deserves. That’s all I’m here for.

Sure, having EO endgame will be a fucking dream come true. But I don’t want it if it’s at her emotional expense (fucking Elliot being a dumbass and getting involved— and SLEEPING with other people? Whilst pushing her her away, telling her that what goes on in his life is none of her business? Fuck that very much). She’s suffered enough. I’m with her. I want HER happy.

Side note, I’m in absolute awe of Mariska, she’s a fantastic human and phenomenal actress. It’s no secret why she has chemistry with every male character that Olivia comes across (this dates back to Porter, I remember shipping them so hard. Broke my heart really that he lied to her back in season 11).

Thanks for coming to my TED talk.

[incorrectbensler]

Munch: I spy, with my little eye, something that starts with an ‘s’.

Cassidy: Salt? A snake?

Jeffries: Sand?

Elliot and Olivia: [staring at each other in the distance]

Jeffries: Sexual tension.

[storiesofsvu]

Privilege

Olivia Benson x fem!reader Warnings: Language, angst, cheating, mentions of sex, Brian Cassidy.

Finally, the torturously long three day long back and fourth layover trips between New York, Chicago, and Denver were finally over. You collapsed against your shared apartments door, sighing a breath of relief, your cheeks ached from so much smiling, your feet pinched, barely feeling relief as you kicked off the required pumps of your flight attendant uniform. You slowly moved into the apartment, noticing that it looked like a hurricane had torn through, Olivia clearly had a hectic week as well, there was a chance she hadn’t even been home. You began to shuck off your uniform, tossing it into the washing machine, adding the tiny amount of personal clothes from your suitcase, tying your hair up in a messy top not. Padding back to the bedroom, you stopped to grab a fresh set of sheets from the linen closest in the hall, tossing them onto a chair. Eager to get the caked on make up off your face and hydrate your skin from the rough airplane air you made your way to the ensuite, quickly doing so.

Feeling somewhat more human, you moved back to the bed, you always liked to come home to fresh sheets, Olivia did her best to have them changed for you but she’d mixed up days on the calendar. Your plan was to toss them in the washer with the rest of your stuff, have the worlds fastest shower and nap until your girlfriend was home from work. Hoping for a lazy night of New York pizza, wine and snuggles with your favourite girl. Tugging the duvet off, you dumped the pillows out of their cases, dropping things into two separate piles and began to tug the sheets off when your hand hit something cold and sticky. Your brows furrowed, you usually left food <em>out</em> of the bedroom, what the fuck had Olivia gotten up to. You shrieked when you pulled your hand out, gagging at the sight of a used condom dropping from your hand down onto the bed. You did your best to not instinctively cover your face with your hands as emotions surged through you ‘What the fuck had Olivia gotten up to’ indeed.

Any hint of exhaustion had vanished from your body, replaced with rage and a set of tears brimming in your eyes. It was just Olivia and you in the apartment, there was no way she’d be able to lie or excuse herself out of this one. You promptly scrubbed your hands hastily, in dire need to forget that you’d ever touched the condom, tugging on whatever comfy clothes you could find that didn’t make you look completely crazy. You used a spare plastic glove to shove the condom into a Ziplock bag, grabbing your keys before heading down to the precinct. You barely registered Fin’s greeting, barreling past Amanda to get to Olivia’s office, not bothering to knock before you entered, throwing the door shut behind you.

“Hey!” She greeted warmly, a bright smile on her face, “I thought I was meeting you at home?” She stood to make her way to you, only stopping when you took a step away from her.

“Don’t.” Her brows furrowed, taking in the expression on your face, not quite sure whether you were mad or if something bad happened on one of your flights. There had been times you’d come home a wreck thanks to a near accident occurring and some of those times physical touch made things worse.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” You nearly scoffed at the concern and curiosity filing her voice, ever the so brilliant Captain couldn’t figure out that you’d discovered her fuck up.

“This.” You pulled the baggy out of your pocket, tossing it down on her desk, arms crossing tightly across your chest, trying to hold back before launching words at her. She gave the bag a quizzical look, reaching down to pick it up you watched her face falter, paling slightly as she realized what it was.

“I don’t understand..” She tried to play it off, “Where did you find this?”

“In OUR BED Olivia!” If she was going to try to lie her way out of it, you weren’t about to hold back, not a care in the world that you were in her office. “I was gone for three days! You can’t keep it in your pants that long?”

“That’s…not what happened!”

“Oh, you’re right, I’m so sorry. I forgot, this is Special Victims, someone clearly broke into our apartment, raped someone in our bed and left the condom behind without stealing anything and just so happened to get the locks fixed in the matter of 24 hours?! You can’t even TRY to lie your way out of this one…” She hung her head at that, you were right about that one, she felt the anxiety creeping up, tightening her chest.

“I’m sorry…” Her voice was quiet, and despite how ultimate seething you were you figured you’d at least let her try to get an apology in, “I fucked up, and I know it. It was a one time, drunken mistake, it meant nothing, I promise.” She attempted to move towards you, you reacted by taking another step back. “Please…believe me?”

“Liv…” Your voice nearly cracked, “I told you when we started dating that I was so cautious because my ex was constantly cheating on me, she slept with so many people while I was in the air she gave me chlamydia!!“ You were incredibly thankful it was nothing worse, a brief course of antibiotics and you were good, “You KNEW THAT! You said you never would, you promised you’d be fine with me being gone ‘cause your schedule was so crazy too.” You couldn’t help the tear that slipped across your cheek, doing your best to wipe it away before she noticed.

“I know…and I’ll never not hate myself for what happened. Y/N, I love you, I really, really do.” You noticed a tear slip its way down her cheek that she didn’t bother to hide, “I made a major mistake and I know that I hurt you far more than I meant to. I never, ever wanted to hurt you, much less like this. Please…can we please talk this through?” You sighed heavily, running a hand over your face, you loved Olivia, one hell of a lot. She knew that cheating was a huge issue for you after your ex, hell, half the relationships you’d had ended when they realized how often you were flying or at some far off destination. When you’d found Olivia you’d been so hesitant about it, but when you started to realize she was practically more occupied with work than you, you’d opened up, dropped your walls down, and you fell in real love for the first time in what felt like forever.

“Fine…” You halfheartedly agreed, “I’m gonna stay in a hotel tonight though. I need to clear my head…and those sheets are going in the fucking garbage.” Olivia felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders, she felt relief as you didn’t retreat when she took a slow step toward you to try and close the far distance between your bodies. The door suddenly clacked open,

“Hey Liv, I think I left my belt at your place the other night—“ None other than fucking Brian Cassidy faltered to a stop as he noticed you in the office, “Oh…hey, thought you were in Seattle…”

“Chicago…” You replied through gritted teeth, any amount of reconciliation evaporated immediately, the air thick and tense once again. Turning to Olivia your rage poured through, your voice cold and full of hatred, “I can’t fucking believe you.” Turning on your heel you stormed from the office.

“Y/N, wait!” You wheeled around, finger raised at her,

“NO! An on again off again boyfriend, fuck buddy is NOT a drunken one night mistake! You do get that right?!” Trying to leave again, you felt her hand grab at your shoulder, turning you to face her again you swatted her hand off, “<em>Don’t fucking touch me! </em>You lost that privilege when you let him into our bed!” You furiously gestured towards Cassidy, “We’re done. I’ll have my shit packed by the end of the day.”

With that you were gone from the bullpen, leaving a shocked squad, eyes all turning to Olivia and Brian. Cassidy simply slunk his way out of the room awkwardly while an embarrassed Olivia tried to process everything that just happened, she’d lost you, she’d lost you for good and it was completely her fault. She couldn’t manage to even look around the bullpen, simply retreating to her office in a fog, she’d made a huge mistake and it had cost her the one person she loved the most.

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Blood is Thicker than Water: Part 2

Summary: You’d grown up around the SVU squad room. The members of your sister’s squad had been your family and helped Liv raise you. You left them and your sister behind ten years ago for school and just never returned. When you get a call saying she’s been kidnapped by William Lewis, you rush back without a thought. What you find is a very different squad, a broken sister, and a snarky ADA. When you decide to stay things begin to change, and maybe, just maybe you and your sister each find your own happy endings.

( Just a warning that there is a rape warning, for the usual mentions of it in the storyline. There will be no graphic descriptions here.)

If you want to be notified when this story is updated you can subscribe to it on AO3. Thank you to everyone who commented, reblogged, and liked the forst part. It really motivated me to write more!

Part 1

Living with your sister again is . . . an adjustment. Despite constant communication, and a certain level of dependency on each other, you haven’t lived together in over a decade. A lot has changed in that time; you’ve grown up, graduated college, and started a career for yourself. Likewise, Liv is no longer that uni who was barely making enough for the groceries, she’s a detective now. A good one. That doesn’t mean she sees you as anything other than her kid sister. 

Living together is a lot of the time her reminding you to do things, entering your room without knocking, and obliterating other boundaries that she’s not used to being there. You’re patient, and things sort of seem to sink in when she comes in talking one night while you’re in the middle of a Zoom meeting and your client hears all about the Mehcad Carter case. She’s very apologetic, and she even tries to explain things to your bosses. By the end of it, you’ve opened a bottle of wine. 

“I’ve never seen her drink before.” 

Rafael is amused, he’s never seen Liv quite this happy before, or this animated, “Last time I checked she was legal over seven years ago.” 

Liv laughs, “True, but she rarely drinks. She’s cautious after what happened with our mother.” She doesn’t expand on it, and Rafael doesn’t ask. It’s none of his business. However, he has noticed that Liv has been much more open these past few weeks, and he’s pretty sure he isn’t the only one to notice. 

Munch is quick to talk about old times, and how you used to come into the squad room everyday after school, Finn talks about scaring your prom date, and the Captain talks about taking you to baseball games. You played softball in highschool because of him, and you were one of the best. 

Amaro and Rollins seem to take it personally, that they haven’t met you. Despite having been back for several weeks you haven’t come by the squad room. Liv is quick to reassure them that you’ll stop by frequently once you’re all more settled in, and she’s even quicker to set up a night out for everyone. The entire squad seems excited about the idea, and Rafael is also given an invite. 

He decides to go at the last minute, after he can’t stare at documents for the case anymore, and when he’s just about ready to give up on humanity. When he gets there he finds you outside, bundled in a jacket, and leaning against a brick wall. “I can’t believe they let you come out here alone.” 

You smile at him, and he thinks it must be frustrating being seen as a kid when you’re obviously not. “I was about five seconds away from punching Cassidy. Last time I checked that was a punishable crime. What say you counselor?” 

He puckers his lips as though he’s debating, finally he nods, “Personally, I’d cut you a deal. No jail time, maybe some anger management.” 

“That might be worth it.” 

He moves to stand a little closer to you, “You have to be freezing.” 

You shake your head, “I’m okay. I’m not ready to head back in yet.” 

It’s none of his business, he knows that, but it doesn’t keep him from asking, “You okay?”

You nod, “In a lot of ways, it seems like time stood still while I was gone. I listen to Munch talk about conspiracy theories, or talk with uncle Don about the Mets or Yankees and it’s like I’m twelve again. And then I’m jolted back to reality, because I’m not. I’m not studying in interrogation rooms. Elliot is gone, Munch and Cragen are both really close to retirement, and my sister . . . my sister is dating a jackass that I can not stand.” 

He laughs with you at that, “That deal is still good.” 

You take another deep breath, “I guess we better head in.” 

He follows you in, and you joke about what you found outside. Rafael watches closely, and he sees what you’re talking about. Liv is quick to order for you, and the old guard is just as quick to bring up old stories. It’s when Finn brings up your princess halloween costume that he steps in. He asks you about your work. 

You light up as you give details about your job. You build and manage websites, and even run some PR for a few small companies. Amaro is quick to jump in on that and ask you questions. You and Rollins then seem to bond over some tech thing, and start speaking in a jargon he doesn’t understand. By the end of the night, you’ve relayed a few new stories about places you’ve traveled, and people you’ve worked with. 

By the time the end of the night rolls around, he can honestly say it’s been a very enjoyable evening. One of the best he’s had in awhile. When everyone begins to head out, Liv links her arm with yours and you shoot her a smile. Out of the corner of his eye he watches Cassidy frown. Maybe he just wouldn’t bring charges if you punched him? 

“That was so much fun.” You listen to Liv, and smile at the amount of joy in her voice, “I’m so glad you met everyone. Maybe now you’ll start coming by the squad more often, like old times.” 

You make a noncommitment. You’d had fun. You’d been frustrated as hell with all of your childhood stories, and you’d felt bad for Amanda and Nick having to sit through them. When you had excused yourself outside you’d been close to just going home, and then Barba had stopped you. He’d been kind, and empathetic, and back inside he had steered the conversation in such a subtle way you could have kissed him for it. It had allowed you to feel like yourself instead of just Liv's little sister. 

To your horror Cassidy comes home with you, and when he and Liv head back to her bedroom, you consider going out on your own. You scrap that idea quickly. Growing up around SVU had left horror stories embedded in your brain. You weren’t going to tempt fate. Instead you plugged your headphones in and focused on a bit of work. 

The next day is Saturday, and you make sure you’re up and out of the apartment before Liv and Cassidy are up. You leave a note. You wander around the city a bit, you try to get a feel for it. You end up at the old precinct. There’s a rather large condemned sign out front. You pull your professional grade camera from your bag, a splurge you’d done after a rather big job, and start taking pictures. You debate going inside, but decide against it. You end up at the courthouses, snapping pictures here and there as you go. 

You’re a little surprised to see people wandering in and out. You’re certain they’re all DAs. And then you spot him. He’s walking up the steps, bundled in a different coat from the previous night. You ready your camera, and when you call his name, and his head snaps towards you, you snap his picture. 

He looks at you like you’re crazy, but still walks over to you. “Casing the place.” 

You nod, “Yeah, I’m looking to steal all those law books you have in your office.” 

“You’ve never been in my office.” 

You shrug, “Both Alex and Casey had them, so I’m assuming you have them too.” 

“No comment. What are you really doing here?” 

“Had to get out of the house. Needed some time that didn’t include Cassidy.” You look at the courthouse, “Plus I was reminiscing.” 

“I would have thought you’d had enough of that last night.” 

You throw a mock glare at him, “There’s a difference between having your childhood embarrassments brought out in front of people who are basically strangers, and looking back on the moments that made you who you are.” 

“And the courthouse played a roll?” 

You nod, “I almost became a lawyer. Casey, Alex, and Liv had the entire path planned out. I can’t guarantee it, but I think Liv cried when I told her there was no way in hell I was going to law school… no offense.” 

“None taken.” 

You study him for a moment. There’s a small smile on his face, his hair is windblown, and his cheeks are rosy. You start mandhandeling him, and when he starts to protest you shoot him another mock glare. You adjust the settings on your camera and start  snapping. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Taking a before picture. That way when you become a judge, which Liv is  certain you will be, I can take an after photo.” 

He rolls his eyes, “The cold has seeped into your brain.” 

He makes a motion with your hand, and you continue to take pictures as he half heartedly grabs for the camera. You take one more snap when he’s right in front of you, it captures his eyes perfectly. Finally done, you stuff the camera away. 

Satisfied, he smiles, “Have you eaten?” 

“Don’t you have work to do? Isn’t that why you’re in a suit and here on a Saturday.” 

“I was. . . but after dealing with a brat I’m hungry.” 

“Lead the way counselor.” 

He takes you to a small cuban place, and you’re honest when it comes time to order, “I have absolutely no clue what to get.” 

“Trust me?” 

You shrug, “Why not?” 

He orders for you in spanish, and leads you to a table in the back. “I used to come here with my mother every once in a while as a kid. The food is authentic, and better than the grease traps I usually frequent.” 

“So why’d you really flee the apartment?” 

“I’m that easy to read?”

“Not really. It just happens. Even to me. I go home, and my mother has friends over, and all of a sudden every embarrassing story she has comes out. I’ll never be able to run for office.” 

You laugh, “I love Liv.” 

“Never said you didn’t.” 

“I don’t want to start an argument.” 

“But you do want to wander the streets of New York every morning? You want more childhood stories coming out?” 

“Good point. You should be a lawyer.” 

“Lay it out for her. She’ll understand.” 

The rest of the meal is spent talking about where you’ve traveled. It turns out that you’ve both been to the same Ski resort in Switzerland. Neither of you ski, but you both enjoy relaxing by the fire and reading. A small part of your heart hurts when he tells you that he goes every Christmas. 

When the food is all gone, and there’s no reason to linger, he walks you to the street, and puts you in a cab. Before you leave he encourages you one more time, “Tell Liv what’s on your mind. She’ll listen.” And before you can answer the cab is driving away. 

When you get home, Cassidy is gone and Liv is lying on the couch with a book. She smiles at you, “I can’t believe you left before breakfast. I was going to make those chocolate chip pancakes you love.” 

Liv had made those once a week for you from the time you were six until you went away to college. You sit down next to her, and she sits up. You take a breath, because you love Liv. The last thing you want is to hurt her feelings. “We need to talk.” 

Her brow furrows, “Have I driven you away already?” 

You shake your head, “No, but you’re on your way to it.” 

You hesitate and she takes your hand, “Come on. You can tell me.” 

Rafael’s words echo in your head, “I’m not a kid anymore. Things won’t be the same as when I was a kid. I have a job, a real one. And your new team members are closer to my age than yours. The princess costume stories are embarrassing. I need to have my own  . . .” 

You don’t even have to finish your sentence, as it dawns on Liv. “I’m sorry.” 

You shake your head, “It’s okay.” 

“It’s not. You’re right. You’re twenty eight, not eight. Sometimes I have trouble believing you’re not that adorable eight year old in a tutu going on and on about her recital, but it’s true.” 

You smile and squeeze her hand, “No more kid stories?” 

She laughs, “No promises, but they’ll be limited to the appropriate circumstance.” 

“No more barging into my room?” 

“Deal.” 

You hug your sister, and after a minute she still doesn’t let go, so you stay in the hug. When she does release you she asks two questions, “Does this mean we aren’t watching Disney movies anymore?” 

“Disney movies are for everyone, and when Mulan is playing you can damn well believe that we’re still belting out the lyrics.” 

Liv laughs, “Thank God! What about chocolate chip pancakes?”

“Once in a blue moon. I can’t take that much sugar anymore. I’m getting old.” 

The two of you dissolve into giggles. When Cassidy comes over later that night the two of you are belting out, “I’ll Make a Man Out of You,” and you’re wearing skin masks. He just goes and gets a beer. 

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Biggest plot twist on SVU: Benson and Tucker being in a relationship....

that was CRAZY tbh i had SUCH mixed feelings like.... it’s hard to hate a character on a show like svu but man oh man i hATed that man back in the day. i am much more comfortable with benson/cassidy even though that’s also a bit out of nowhere cuz that relationship was EONS ago, but tucker like...i mean... he was the main antagonist for like many seasons XD it really is an enemies to lovers trope despite there not being much character development on his end that we got to see. if im being honest with myself nobody will ever be good enough for olivia, but that’s my broken heart still weeping over stabler so... whatcha gonna do.

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Closure S1xE10 Special Victims Unit: Episode Review

What this episode is about:

Benson and Stabler encounter problems when the prime suspect in a sexual assault cannot be identified by the shaken victim.

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So we have a time stamp! That's interesting. So we are going with the victim from when they reported the rape.

Olivia and Cassidy. I remember this, it was just a fling for her and more for him. Definitely, just as I remembered.

They are showing them doing a ra9e kit!

Elliot chewing out this beat cop for leaving the victim! This is the angry Stabler that we want. Not the one that bashes peoples heads in.

He was gentle after the fact...this is a strange ra9ist. Ra9e is about power, so why was he gentle. I don't get it.

I'm really digging this format. Time stamps throughout the night.

1997-1998 on the file cabinet behind Elliot. Hahaha that's so old.

Olivia: "what did he smell like?" Is that a standard question?

6:13 am and they are finally done interviewing her! Damn that took like 4 hours.

This woman's apartment looks like a preschool. They don't usually like you to paint on the walls.

Oh so that's why Cassidy is there. Elliot didn't know how long she'd be with the Victim.

So he thinks she staged the ra9e. Plus like would the bar be still wet, it's been all night. And as we clearly see from the victims (Harpers) perspective. She took awhile to call 911 to report the rape. 

So even though the perp may not have had a gun and instead used her curling iron. Does that make it any less of a rape? No. I don't think that this changes any of the circumstances. She may have been able to fight him off but she didn't know that it may not have been a gun. 

Oooh that's where Cassidy is going with it. He think's she making it all up.

Olivia: "Yeah and this morning she said she felt it never happened. Is that what you wana hear?" Cassidy: "No, maybe that's the truth." I love this whole, double conversation they are having. There is tension here between them and Elliot can definitely feel it. Definitely sounds like Olivia regrets hitting that.

Elliot's face when he's figured out they slept together.

It's halloween!!! Nice decorations. Do they still decorate in the show for the holidays?

Cassidy: "The pot makes me nervous." Olivia: "Well, we're not going to bust her on that." I've always though that Cassidy would have enjoyed pot. like ALOT.

Nothing like this has happened here before, except they found a body in the dumpster. Says the building manager. hahaha OK!

This creep saw the rape and didn't report it.  EW he's so sweaty too.

Their not going to get him on a peeping tom charge?

"You left this behind last night." um...weren't they in her apartment? Or did they sleep together again at his place.

There wearing the same clothes from when they were tossing Harpers apartment. So I'm guessing it's still the same day. I'm guessing he just wants to talk to her. Oh he wants to see her again. Olivia is totally like this was just sex. That's it. Cassidy is already smitten.

"How long you been sleeping with Cassidy?" Elliot...subtle! Though I do love how he just calls her out on it. Olivia being Olivia just denies it but Elliot can see right through her. I love that they have been partners for a year and a half. He's already figured out about her and Cassidy, plus he can figure out that she's lying. 

"I'm your partner, for better or worse." umm...EXCUSE YOU! Elliot Stabler. That sounds like marriage vows. I'm liking this role revisal. Typically it's the woman that's the one smitten but in this case it's Cassidy that's smitten and for Olivia it was just sex. Elliot is all like be nice to him and he'll get over it eventually. Usually Elliot is jelly when it comes to another man in Olivia's life. So this is different.

"It happens." hahaha what? Are you speaking from experience here, Elliot? As in you are in love with your partner?

OMG is that Michael Anthony Hall!?

I beg to differ. He does not have sandy hair.

They arrest you for jumping a turn style? They don't just give you a ticket?

Oh look there's Cragen eating twizzlers. I love how Olivia just throws the paper! hahaha.

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Final Thoughts: 

Another better episode from the first season. The format of this one was different. We go through with the victim, starting from when she reports the rape to what it's like being with her through the rape kit and the formal interviewing processes. Where Benson and Stabler ask her question after question gathering as much information as they can.

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Olivia Benson ALPHABET - XOXO

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Alex: I gave Cassidy a “get better soon” card.

Olivia: Aww he’s sick…? That’s nice of you to get him a card.

Alex: He isn’t sick. I just thought he should do better.