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Jumped	By : Bucken-Berry Category: G through L > Law & Order Views: 1563 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own SVU or it's characters, as much as I wish otherwise nor am I making money from this story.

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Most days, working with SVU was more exhausting than rewarding. And this was no exception.
The detectives had put forth their best effort, George had testified that the suspect knew right from wrong and was extremely dangerous... but it had all been for naught. The guy had gotten off with probation.
They'd gone out for drinks, but the feeling of failure refused to leave. When Elliot and George had gotten buzzed, they'd decided to quit while they were ahead, and they'd walked outside.
Then it happened. Elliot slammed George into the wall and kissed him roughly. fiercely. Both were gasping for breath by the time Elliot disengaged. "Wha- why-" George stammered breathlessly. Elliot just shook his head and grasped the back of George's head and kissed him again.
They broke apart and, with a silent nod, made their plans for the rest of the night. They entered the same cab and waited for what felt like years before they finally arrived at George's apartment.
They didn't even bother with any sort of foreplay. Elliot just growled, pinning George against the wall as roughly as he could. He latched onto George's lips and bit down, chewing on them until he drew blood. George had never enjoyed rough sex before. But now, he wanted, needed it. He needed Elliot to pound into him, fuck him until everything else vanished completely from his mind.
George gave a desperate, needy groan. Elliot stopped biting his lips, instead opting to shove his tongue into George's mouth. George gave another moan as the kiss got impossibly deep, while Elliot reached down and slipped a hand under George's pants, inching towards his arousal. Then Elliot began working against their clothes, flinging the garments off of them as quickly as he could.
Elliot pulled him into a lusty, greedy kiss, and began to pinch and pull at George's nipples, tormenting the buds until they hardened. George panted into the kiss and rubbed restlessly against Elliot's hips. Elliot broke the kiss and began to bite at George's neck, sliding his hand down and gripping George's growing erection. He stroked George furiously, until he was rock-hard and throbbing with need.
George groaned, closing his dark eyes as the jacking got faster. "Fuck me, Elliot!" George begged, hips bucking out of control. He doubted anything short of a gun to his head could get him to stop thrusting into the warm, tight grip of Elliot's hand.
"What do you say?" Elliot teased, breath warm and damp against his neck.
"Now, you fucking bastard!" George hissed, hips rolling forward.
"Come on now, ask nice…" Elliot said. He gave George an agonizingly slow kiss, and slowed his strokes down until he was just barely holding him, his touch feather-light as he grazed the most sensitive spots.
George reached a hand down, trying to knock Elliot's away so he could work himself properly, but Elliot just smirked and pinned George's hands together, preventing George from getting himself off.
"If you come, it's going to be because of me," Elliot growled into George's ear. "It's going to be because I'm pounding your tight ass and jerking your cock just right. And if you want that to happen, you're going to have to ask me nice. I'd hate to have to stop- I bet you look so hot when you come, and it would be a shame if that nice, big dick of yours just drove you crazy all night. I could make you come over and over again, but you'll have to earn it..."
George's insistent erection throbbed, and he became even harder- which he'd thought was impossible. "God, Elliot!" George moaned. He had never thought he'd even kiss Elliot, but now Elliot was not only doing that, he was dominating him so thoroughly, so deliciously, that he was sure he was going to explode any moment.
Elliot chuckled, stroking the head of George's swollen dick with his thumb, gliding over the slit. Then Elliot slid his hand down and cupped his balls, alternating between barely holding them and rubbing them. Elliot used his other hand to twist George's nipples, just soft enough not to hurt. He alternated between one and the other, strumming the hard buds between his thumb and forefinger. George cried out, arousal coursing through his body like fire.
George's moans were more or less constant as Elliot played with his dick and tortured his nipples. His body moved of its own accord, pelvis rolling forward, legs spreading further apart so he could accept a hard column of flesh. "Oh god, Elliot, more!" George groaned, his legs weakening and quivering.
"You have to earn it," Elliot repeated. He stopped touching George's sensitive areas and moved upwards. Elliot rubbed his erection against his stomach, feeling a ripple from George's abdomen as the smaller man shuddered heavily. Elliot grabbed George's hips, pressing their bodies together, and then he moved his hands to cup his ass.
He teased George's cheeks, parting and massaging them. George groaned desperately, but Elliot wasn't ready to stop teasing yet. He continued his ministrations, chuckling softly as he saw George getting more worked up by the moment.
"God, Elliot, please get in me now! Please, please, PLEASE, just fuck me!" George moaned. He could tell that Elliot's goal was to melt him into a puddle, so he expected Elliot would continue to make him beg.
"You really want me? You really want me in you?" Elliot asked, sucking on George's throat.
"Yes…" George gasped. He spread his legs as far apart as he could get them, making his desires clear. "Please, I want you. I want you in me!"
"Why?" Elliot questioned lightly.
George groaned, turning his head to give Elliot more access to his sensitive throat. Between Elliot devouring the flesh of his neck and Elliot playing with his ass, George was almost crazy with arousal. "Because it's going to feel so good when your dick fills me, and no one makes me come as good as you will! No one pounds my ass as good and hard as you can!" He groaned again, panting. "Please, Elliot, I want, I need, you to fuck me as hard and fast and rough as you can!" Even though he'd never been with Elliot, he knew it had to be as good as he was saying- Elliot's cock was long, and the girth was absolutely perfect.
"That's better," Elliot growled. He turned George around, and George began to pant in anticipation, pressing his hands against the wall to brace himself. He knew that once Elliot started thrusting, they would be the only thing to support him- his knees would be quivering like jell-o.
Elliot spit into both his hands. He used one to prepare himself, and he used the other to rub George's ass, creeping lower and lower until he found George's entrance. George bucked backwards when Elliot entered him with one finger, then another. "Damn, that's good," He moaned as Elliot's fingers began to massage his prostate. The overwhelming pleasure made him throw his head back.
Then Elliot's fingers were just there, at the perfect spot inside him. "Ohhh! Fuck, Elliot, more!" George cried. He pushed back, getting Elliot's thick fingers deeper inside him. George was so hard he couldn't stand it; he couldn't stop the eager noises from falling.
Elliot continued stretching him, chuckling softly at George's constant moans of delight. Then he added a third finger, and George screamed with the blazing pleasure. He spent a moment thinking about how much he would love to have Elliot fist him, before Elliot yanked his fingers out, leaving George empty and aching. He felt Elliot shift, pressing his chest right against George's back, the head of his dick poking at George's entrance. George exhaled sharply, waiting for the intrusion.
Elliot bit his neck and pushed in, giving only a moment for George to adjust. George groaned at the welcome feeling of fullness. "God, Elliot, move!" He panted, pushing backwards to encourage Elliot to start thrusting. Elliot immediately began to pound into him.
"God, Elliot, yes! Whatever you do, don't stop!" He pleaded. Elliot was powerless to resist. It was amazing, the way Elliot seemed to know exactly what tempo George wanted. George wanted it to be as hard and fast as Elliot could handle, and Elliot was doing exactly that.
Each thrust slammed home with enough force to make him yell, both from ecstasy and agony. His fingernails scratched the wall, and as he'd predicted, his knees nearly gave out. He began to feel lightheaded, and he completely lost himself in the overwhelming waves of pleasure.
He arched his hips back, at the perfect angle, so that Elliot's thrusts were hitting that spot inside him. He cried out louder, and, encouraged, Elliot started pumping harder and faster. George continued to push back, finding a rhythm to match Elliot's thrusts.
His hard cock throbbed, screaming for attention, begging to be touched. He needed even more stimulation. He took one hand off the wall and moved his hand down- only to have Elliot knock his hand away, once again.
"Don't you dare come yet- until I say so, you WILL NOT come," Elliot growled. "Got it?"
George groaned, but nodded. "Yes…" With difficulty, he moved his hand again, bracing himself against the wall.
Elliot began to thrust frantically, less rhythmical- Elliot was getting close. He jackknifed, pounding into him. "Damn, George! So, so close…" Elliot moaned, mashing his face in George's shoulder.
Elliot reached over and grabbed George's hand, guiding it towards George's aching flesh. "Make yourself come… Show me how much you're attracted to me," Elliot ordered.
George needed no more prompting. He grabbed himself and worked the hard flesh mercilessly, almost to the point of pain. In no time he felt his body begin to shake, his climax coiling within him and begging for release. He began to cry out as he pumped his cock rougher and faster with Elliot's thrusts, desperate to get himself off.
Just as he was about to go over the edge, Elliot once again grabbed his hand and pulled it away. "Elliot, I want- I need to come!" George gasped, struggling to free his hand.
"You will come… just a while longer," Elliot soothed. He continued to thrust hard and fast into George, excited to hear the smaller man's pleas and moans.
Finally, Elliot moved his hand around George's waist and gripped George's desperate cock. Elliot squeezed and pulled George's dick, and in no time at all brought George to the edge. "Come for me, George," Elliot whispered.
He said the words with a rough stroke, at the same time as a thrust hitting there. It was enough to sending George crashing and spiraling over the edge, gasping and panting as the orgasm slammed through him. "AHHH! GOOOOOOOOD!" George screamed, his entire body convulsing as he rode the intense waves of pleasure.
Spurt after spurt of warm fluid landed on Elliot's hand as he milked George's cock. He kept stroking until George was completely soft, and he grinded as deep inside as he could get when George's body clamped down. That caused more friction, and the increase in heat and pressure was enough. Elliot cried out as the glorious release racked him. He held George still as he shuddered and jerked through his climax, too far gone to even think about anything but how amazing he felt.
Elliot slowly pulled out and released him. George's legs refused to hold him up, so he leaned against the wall for support. Elliot noted this, and lifted George effortlessly, carrying him to the bed. George seemed to be half-asleep as Elliot set him down and covered them both with a blanket.
"Elliot- I..." George gasped. He felt more incredible than he ever had, his entire body overcome with an intense wave of pleasure from the afterglow.
"I know..." Elliot muttered.
"No, you don't," George said, trying to word his thoughts. "Elliot, I- I want this again," He said. He hadn't wanted to be so blunt, and to say it so soon- but he didn't care, once the words left his mouth.
Elliot grinned devilishly. "Do you have tomorrow off?"
George nodded. "Yeah." He realized what Elliot was saying, and he blinked. "You want-"
"Yes," Elliot interrupted. "I want this again... harder, faster, and louder. I want to make you come over and over again, I want to memorize how you feel and taste..."
George shivered at the low tone Elliot was using, but he smiled. While tonight had been unexpected, it was one of the most pleasant surprises he'd even gotten. "So you're just going to jump me for the next 24 hours?" George asked.
"The next... 30 hours, actually," Elliot said, checking the alarm clock. "I hope you do okay with almost no sleep, because you aren't going to be getting much."
"With you in the room? Hardly," George snorted.
Elliot pulled him into an erotic kiss, with tongue and teeth and exploring hands. If he hadn't have just come, he would have hardened in an instant.
His heart hammered in anticipation. He knew that he was going to thoroughly enjoy this arrangement.
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