New Story, as some may have noticed, Straight from the Heart has been deleted, simply because I couldn't think of another angle to take, and I didn't know how to write what I wanted to without getting hate from people. So I made a new story. I got the idea for this story as I was meditating after doing yoga one day. It got a mind of it's own and went somewhere I wasn't planning, but hey, characters have minds of their own. I also did a little something new with the smut, let me know if you like it. Enjoy (Dick Wolf owns the characters, I just play with them).

Olivia laid on the ground in a tank top and tight shorts, her eyes closed and her arms at her sides palms up. Noah was asleep, and the house was quiet. She was alone with her thoughts. It was peaceful; she felt rejuvenated.

Only a few moments later, Ed walked through the door, seeing his girlfriend laying on the ground in the position he panicked. "Liv?"

She opened an eye and looked at him. "Shh," she said, closing her eye again, and taking a deep breath and returning to her state of peace.

He raised an eyebrow. "What the hell are you doing?"

Olivia sighed and sat up, hugging her knees. "Meditating. I just finished yoga."

Ed looked at her, still confused. "Why were you were doing yoga?"

She smiled and stood up, walking over to him, and kissed his cheek, her skin glistening with sweat. "I was stressed," she whispered.

He wrapped his arms around her. "There are other ways to relieve stress," he whispered, gently nipping at her neck.

Olivia grinned and whispered in his ear. "It's not as much fun without you." She pulled away and looked at him with a playful glint in her eye before turning away and sauntering into the bedroom. Along the way, she peeled her tank top off leaving her in a sports bra and short yoga shorts.

Ed groaned and followed her, quickly catching up to her, his hands finding her hips. He pulled her back towards him and kissed her neck, causing her to let out a breathy moan. "You're so sexy," he whispered.

She arched her back, her ass pressing against his groin. "Touch me," she whispered and brought her hand up to rest on the back of his head.

He grinned and started walking them the rest of the way to the bedroom, locking the door behind him. He spun her around and pressed her against the wall, devouring her lips, her mouth, as his hands explored her body.

Olivia moaned into his mouth and wrapped her right leg around his body, her hips moving against his body. She tore her lips from him, taking in a gasp of breath. "Ed," she pulled him closer. "Oh, God Ed, I want you," she whispered quickly, going to work on his belt, ridding him of it quickly. Almost instantly, her hands were pinned above her head, her fingers intertwining with his as he slowed down the kiss, taking time to explore her mouth, like it was both the first and last time he would kiss her.

Ed moved from her lips, back to her neck, her sweet spot. He heard her head thud against the wall as her eyes closed and her mouth opened in a silent scream. He grinned at her and licked up to her ear. "Mm, you like that?" he asked in a hoarse whisper.

She bit her bottom lip and looked into his eyes, her own eyes hooded with desire. "You tell me, Captain," she said with a raise of her eyebrow. She saw his lips turn up into a mischievous grin as he palmed her breasts through her sports bra, and rubbed her core through her shorts.

"You seem a little overdressed for me to properly ascertain the situation, Lieutenant," he wrapped one arm around the middle of her back and used the other to rid her of her tight yoga shorts. "No panties? Naughty, naughty," he said as he kneeled in front of her looking at her, like a piece of fine artwork, a painting done by Monet or Picasso. He leaned in and gently kissed her clit.

Olivia pulled him up and kissed him again, passionately, ravenously. She kissed him like he was her lifeline, like he was what pushed the air to her lungs, what caused her heart to beat. She walked them over to the bed and pushed him down, starting to remove his clothes.

Once they were both naked it was like a dream sequence. Everything happened so quickly, but so slowly at the same time. He was in her, she was scratching his back, her back arched off the bed. Their moans were a blur. She was on top, and suddenly her body felt like warm honey was dripping over her. She couldn't keep herself up, and she collapsed on top of Ed and let out a breath, releasing the last bit of pleasure she had in her at the moment.

And that was where they lay now. Her laying on top of him in a mess of tangled limbs, her hair skewed all over the place, their breathing starting to slow down and sync. She felt a chill from the cool night air on her sweaty body, but she didn't move, she snuggled closer, if that was possible, to Ed and let out a lazy moan.

Ed smiled down at her and stroked her hair. "You okay?" he asked softly.

Somehow, Olivia found her voice and a tired smile graced her lips. "Amazing," was all she could muster, just above a whisper.

He rubbed a hand down her back and started to speak, "I've never—"

She cut him off. "I know." He opened his mouth again and she smiled, her eyes closed. "Shh," she hushed, as she had done earlier. "Breathe. Stay in this."

Ed closed his eyes and continued to rub her back. He felt her breathing even out, she was asleep. He had never been happier, and he found himself drifting off into a deep sleep.

Olivia woke before him the next morning and she looked at him sleeping. Her hand ran over his chest as memories from the night before came flooding back to her. She closed her eyes and kissed his chest. "Mm."

She felt him shift and she let out a soft groan. When his eyes fluttered open he looked at her and smirked. "You're beautiful," he whispered in a groggy, raspy voice.

His hands moved to her hips and she grinned. "You're not too bad on the eyes yourself," she whispered and leaned down and kissed him.

Ed grinned and ran his hands up her back. "I love waking up with you," he ran his hands over her thighs and watched her face light up with her smile.

Olivia kissed him softly, pulling away and asking, "Trying to get me worked up again?"

He ran his hands over any exposed skin he could find. "Maybe, that a problem" he challenged her with a raised eyebrow.

She rolled her eyes. "Only if you consider Noah is going to be up soon and I'll have to give him breakfast."

Ed shrugged. "Always time for a quickie, and now that you mention it I'm getting pretty hungry myself." He flipped her so she was on her back and kissed down her body, sucking her breasts, continuing down her body to her core, sucking on her clit.

Olivia gasped and held his head to her core, gripping the short hair on his head as her back arched. "Fuck, Ed," she seethed.

As he predicted, it didn't take her long to reach a glorious orgasm. He kissed up her body and kissed her lips. She pulled him in close, and wrapped her arms and legs around him. She broke the kiss and let out a breath. And as she predicted, she heard Noah's cries not long after. She smiled and kissed him again. "I have to get up," she whispered.

She climbed out of bed and put on a pair of shorts and Ed's shirt, buttoning it up as she looked at him. "Put some pants on and I'll see you out there," she winked and unlocked the door and walked from the bedroom to Noah's room. "Good morning sweet boy," she picked him up and held him close.

Ed stayed in bed for a moment longer, listening to her through the baby monitor, smiling to himself. He had grown to love Olivia Benson, and Noah. Never in a million years did he think he'd be here, in bed with Olivia, loving her son like he was his own.

He heard the knock on the door before she peeked in. "Are you joining us for breakfast?" she asked sweetly.

"I'll be out in a second," he smiled at her, waiting for her to close the door before getting up and slipping on his boxers and a t-shirt. He walked into the kitchen and picked Noah up. "Hey big guy," he kissed his cheek and walked over to Olivia and kissed her cheek, whispering in her ear. "You look so sexy in my shirt."

Olivia swatted his chest. "You're holding my son," she whispered and kissed his lips. "Good morning to you, too." She winked and flipped a pancake.

Noah looked at Ed with a questionable look on his face. "You sleep at my house Tugger?"

He smiled at the toddler's attempt to pronounce his last name. "Yeah, bud. I slept at your house last night."

Noah accepted the answer, but then appeared to have another thought. "You live at my house?"

Olivia dropped the spatula, and her and Ed locked eyes, panic on both their faces. Ed cleared his throat and looked at Noah. "Uh, no bud. I have my own house."

"But you always here." Noah stated, as if it was obvious.

Olivia looked over at him and she walked over to the two men she loved most in the world, but Ed answered before she could intervene. "I am, aren't I? I guess I just like your house better than mine."

Noah piped up again. "That kay. You live here." He was matter of fact and to the point.

Olivia looked up at Ed and smiled. "Well, Captain, I think you have an invitation to consider." She ran her fingers up his arm. "What do you say?"

Ed looked at her and then at Noah. "I think mom has to say it's okay, first, bud."

Noah looked at Olivia and gave his best puppy dog eyes with a small pout on his face. "Mama, Tugger live here? Please?" he begged, stretching out the word please as long as possible.

She looked at Noah and kissed his forehead. "Now who could say no to that face?" she smiled and looked up at Ed, biting her bottom lip. "And who could say no to this face?" she asked and caressed his face. "I know Noah is excited to have you here, but so am I. Of course you can move in, if that's what you want," she kissed him softly.

Ed wrapped his free arm around her and kissed her temple. "I want that," he whispered. "I love you, Olivia Margaret Benson," he whispered.

Olivia smiled and looked up at him. "And I love you, Edward James Tucker," she kissed him again. They heard Noah's exclamation of disgust and they pulled away, laughing.

A/N: So, do I keep going or keep it as a one shot? Did you like the way the smut was written in this chapter. I tried to get it like in movies where you just see the little snapshots of what's going on, I hope I got it right. Leave me a review and let me know what you think, here or on Twitter mariskaxcouric.

Ed whispered in her ear. "So, when Noah takes a nap, I vote we celebrate."

She grinned and rested her head on his chest. "I like the way you think, Captain."