You and I [A Bensler Fanfiction]

Nine

"You don't think that you deserve me?" Elliot breathed as Olivia kept her eyes down. She didn't want Elliot to see the tears on her cheeks or the pain in her eyes. After the shit she's been through, the last thing she wanted to do was get back together with Elliot and then break his heart or have her own heart broken.

"What have I done to deserve you? All I've done is hurt you over and over again," Olivia whimpered. She finally looked up and locked eyes with Elliot. She was so embarrassed.

"Things are different, Olivia. We are both more mature, and we have little ones to think of. In the end, maybe we aren't meant to be together... but all I know is that I want you to be a part of my life. If you end up being just my friend, I'd be fine with that. Yet at this moment, I'd love to be more than just your friend," Elliot rambled. Now he was embarrassed, and both of their faces were red.

Olivia walked into her laundry room, and Elliot thought that this was his sign to leave. He turned and headed towards the front door. 

"El?" Olivia called. Elliot stopped by the door and turned around to face the kitchen door. Olivia stood there and eyed him.

"Is this payback? Some sick joke? You are just going to-" Olivia started, but Elliot stopped her when he bridged the gap between them.

Elliot's hands threaded through Olivia's hair and tugged her close. Olivia's breathing hitched as she locked eyes with Elliot. Their breaths mingled as Elliot rested his forehead against Olivia's.

"I'm going to kiss you now... So please either kiss me back or push me away. Okay?" Elliot breathed. Olivia nodded slowly as she swallowed hard.

Elliot leaned close and pressed a firm kiss to Olivia's lips. He tried his hardest to be patient, but he didn't need to be. Once Olivia was able to tear down her walls, she let herself kiss Elliot back. She snaked her arms around Elliot's neck and pulled him tighter against her body.

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Olivia felt incredibly shy as she padded into her bedroom the next morning with two mugs of coffee in her hands. Elliot was laying in her bed, a sheet just barely covering his member. 

"I don't know if you like creamer, so I just brought you black coffee," Olivia whispered as she shut the door with her hip.

"That's fine," Elliot smiled. Olivia walked to her bed and passed him a mug before climbing in beside him. Elliot reached out and ran a hand over Olivia's thigh as he sipped his coffee.

"So... what do we do now?" Olivia asked softly, as Elliot pushed himself up and sat the mug to the side.

"We could go again, or we could just sit and talk. Catch up more."

Olivia nodded slowly before sitting her mug on her bedside table. She slipped closer to Elliot and ran a hand over his toned chest.

"Do you think I'm disgusting?" Olivia whispered. Elliot looked at her with wide eyes.

"Disgusting?"

"Y-yeah... You know that Keith and I had sex not that long ago... So you must think I'm disgusting, especially since you are the second guy I've slept with in the last week," Olivia breathed. She felt her face grow red and tears welled in her eyes. Elliot reached out and gently caressed her cheek.

"You are a grown woman, Olivia. It's your decision to have sex, and even though I wish I was the only one that was always to make love to you, you can decide. So no, you aren't disgusting. I think you are absolutely sexy and amazing," Elliot grinned. He leaned close and pressed a soft kiss to Olivia's swollen lips.

He bit on her lower lip as he pulled away slowly. Elliot sat up and slowly helped Olivia to lie down. 

"We didn't have this much sex when we were dating in high school," Olivia said with a nervous laugh.

"Yeah, I didn't really last long in high school," Elliot chuckled. Olivia smiled as Elliot untied her robe. 

"Um, you have also gotten ripped," Olivia breathed, as Elliot leaned down and pressed kisses to her sun-kissed skin. 

"Kinda had too. Gotta look like a badass to be one," Elliot replied, as he moved up and silenced Olivia with a kiss.

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Olivia hesitantly walked Elliot downstairs and to her front door. She didn't want him to leave, but he had to get back to his daughter. They had already made plans for that evening so the kids could meet and play together. Elliot was hoping that Avery would pass out at Olivia's house so they could spend the night. So he could kiss Olivia's skin and make love to her once again.

"So I'll pick up dinner and be over around five," Elliot spoke, as he dug his fingers into Olivia's hips.

"That sounds good. I'll place the order since I have two picky eaters upstairs," Olivia smiled.

"Avery is too. Just order her chicken."

Elliot leaned in and kissed Olivia a few more times before hesitantly unlocking the door and opening it. He went to step back onto the steps, but bumped right into someone else. Elliot turned around and couldn't help but smile when he saw Keith standing there.

Olivia's ex-husband looked so angry. He knew what had happened, and he looked beyond pissed off. 

"Good morning, Keith," Olivia spoke plainly, as she ran a hand through her hair.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Keith demanded. Elliot stepped past him and reached out to shake his hand.

"Oh, you know. I didn't sleep with her to make you jealous, but it feels good that it worked, anyway. Goodbye, Keith," Elliot grinned. He smiled at Olivia and walked back to his vehicle as Keith glared at Olivia.

"Are you-"

"I'm not your wife. I'm allowed to date and so are you. So-"

"Being a whore isn't dating!" Keith yelled.

"Hey, don't call her that!" Elliot huffed, as he turned around and stomped back up the path and to where Keith and Olivia stood.

"I call it like I see, pretty boy. She's a whore that lets any guy put their dick in her. I bet Jackson and Landon aren't even mine. What a fucking slut," Keith growled. Elliot grabbed his shirt and quickly pinned him against the wall.

"Apologize to her, or else I'll break your face. It's your decision, Keith. Make the right one."