"You're the sexiest woman alive.."

"Elliot, we're undercover."

The swift beat of techno music thumped the building as the two detectives swayed softly against one another. Olivia felt herself blush softly, feeling El's thick hands against her waist, his chin craned against her neck. Olivia giggled softly, gripping his hands as if they were two prepubescent teenagers at a homecoming dance.

"You're the worst dancer, Elliot.. Give it up."

"You love it, though."

They both felt completely in their element. Lord knows pretending got tiring for them both. Constantly in the precinct, literally stiff near one another when anyone else was near. Love isn't something you can hide as well as one may think. Elliot swiftly spun the brunette beauty around, marveling at her smile as he felt compelled to kiss her endlessly. She blushed as he studied her, mouthing something that she couldn't quite hear over the music.

"What?"

"I'm seriously in love with you."

"What?"

Elliot smiled, slightly happy she didn't fully hear him. He brought his hands through her hair, as his lips softly pressed against hers. She exclaimed with a surprised squeak, before falling into the rhythm, letting her hands brush against his neck. For a moment, it felt as if the entire world drifted away. Hell, they were at a swingers bar, their kissing was probably the most tame thing happening in this joint tonight.

His hands trailed against her breast as she moaned softly, feeling his manhood harden against her pelvis. Elliot found his lips trail softly against Olivia's ear, his voice hoarse from his growing pleasure.

"I wish I could take you right now, Liv."

"Why can't you?"

Her hand trailed slowly down his jeans, letting her hand brush against his hardening dick. He bit his lip before letting his mouth find hers again, grinding against her curved hand. Olivia smiled bashfully, sucking softly on his bottom lip, while placing his hand against her backside.

"Just enjoy it, El.."

Elliot took her hand into his, helping her find the perfect location for his pleasurable release. Their eyes locked as she stroked him, his hand squeezing her breast as if to thank her. She licked her lips softly, letting her tongue stay against her upper lip as he moaned, so turned on by her openness.

Elliot groaned, feeling his grinding become erratic from his nearing climax. "Make me come, Liv." Her hand jerked harder, as Elliot let out every curse known to man. His clear blue eyes rolled softly as he released, feeling his partner's soft kisses trail against his chest. They both studied one another before laughing softly, feeling their bodies radiate a heat that was indescribable.

"Next time, it's your turn.." Elliot murmured quietly against her ear as she nodded approvingly, pulling him deeper into the dark, flashing dance floor.