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Olivia wasn’t one to take revenge, especially over silly things, but dammit if she wasn’t planning a little payback for Elliot after today.
First, he had made her late for work because he ‘couldn’t find his keys’, which resulted in them ‘looking for them’.
Except ‘looking for them’ had turned into them ravaging each other against the front door because, well, it was convenient.
And then he had magically found his keys, in his coat pocket of all the places, and she had scowled at him the whole ride to work.
Second, he stopped for coffee, at the world’s slowest coffee shop.
She had warned him that the girl behind the counter would mess up their orders.
It happened every time.
But he didn’t listen, and that added another fifteen minutes to her already thirty five minutes.
Thirdly, he hadn’t even tried to hide the kiss he planted against her lips when he dropped her off outside the precinct.
Sure, everyone pretty much knew that they were together.
But that didn’t mean that they needed to make a scene.
She had reminded him of such via text message when she made it to her office.
That had simply resulted in him texting her all day long.
From the second he got to his office until the second that he left.
He’d send her ridiculous memes, stupid jokes, or even selfies.
And then, he got dirty.
It started off innocently with an ‘I miss you here’ or a ‘you make me smile’ there.
But then it turned into things that made her blush.
I want you so bad right now.
She had rolled her eyes and typed back some response that probably did little to kill his mood.
Lunch break quickie?
She had promptly reminded him that the last time they had opted for that, Fin had walked in on them as Elliot was in the process of unbuttoning her blouse.
There’s nothing wrong with car sex.
Yes, yes there was.
Because they weren’t fifteen anymore and while she didn’t mind getting a little adventurous in the bedroom, she valued being able to move during, and after, sex.
I’m so hard for you.
She had busted out laughing and Fin had simply raised an eyebrow at her from his place on the couch in her office.
She contemplated telling the other man what their friend was up to, but she knew he’d never let her live it down.
Send me a pic, I won’t tell anyone.
So she had sent him a picture, of Fin, to which he had simply replied to with an eye roll emoji.
I’m gonna make you so wet tonight.
Choking on her coffee she watched as Amanda raised an eyebrow at her and she shook her head in response.
Then she proceeded to tell Elliot that if he didn’t stop she was going to come over there and have words with his supervisor.
Ayana’s gone for the day. Come on. We can do it in interrogation.
She had no intention of going over there and doing such a thing, and she made sure to tell him.
Fine. I’m coming to you then. Tell everyone else to go home.
As enticing as that sounded, she couldn’t do that.
He simply sent back a sad face in response.
He was relentless the rest of the evening, even after he had gone home and she was still stuck at work.
So when she finally got free she texted him and told him to be ready for her, because she was coming over.
His response had made her blush all over and she had simply shoved her phone into her pocket before heading out.
She wasn’t entirely sure how she was going to do it, but she was going to make him pay for this.