I promised rosamzobe that I would update within a week? So here you go! I hope you all enjoyed it.

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Elian Deogenes' POV

"Judge, your most recent case has been filed. Let's go so we can beat traffic." I tell Aaliyah.

She nods but continues writing, trying to figure something out.

I walk up behind her and I look over her shoulder.

Tort law.

I hated learning about it in law school but she absolutely loved it, like the weirdo she is.

I gently place my hand on the back of her neck and I squeeze, before starting to massage her.

She lets out a small groan.

"Relax, judge. You'll hurt yourself" I say, lowering my tone a little to whisper in her ear.

"This needs to get done" she says.

"I understand that baby, but I need you to rest if you want to be productive tomorrow" I reason with her.

She looks up at me and then she looks at my lips, silently asking for a kiss, so I give it to her.

She pulls away first then gets up.

"Let's go home" she says.

My heart skips a little.

"Home?" I ask.

She stares at me, then her face changes as she realises what she's said.

She shrugs.

"If it makes you uncomfortable, I'll stop" she says.

I reach into my bag and I hand her a small box, with a bow on it.

"I was actually hoping to ask you about it" I say, feeling a little shy.

She opens the box to reveal a spare key.

She looks at me and smiles.

"Are you asking me to move in with you?" She asks.

I nod.

She smiles all big at me and I can feel my body warm up pleasantly, at the sight of her smiling.

"I would love to. But I still want to keep my own place for all the times I need space to think. Or to work" she says.

I nod, understandingly.

"That's fine with me. As long as I get to come home to you, I'll take it" I tell her.

She nods.

"Thank you for understanding." She says.

I take her hand and we walk out, locking up after us.

I may as well be floating on air!

I open the door to my car for her and she sits inside, before I sit down and I start to drive.

I put my hand on her thigh, rubbing it and we listen to music, sitting in comfortable silence.

She's asleep by the time we get home but I don't want her to go hungry before bed so I lay her on the couch and cover her up, before I start cooking.

While waiting for the food to cook, I get out my notepad, writing down a list of more ideas for the plans I have for us.

I hope she likes it.

I feel her presence approaching and I quickly put it away.

I look up, to see her wearing on of my shirts and I let my eyes trail over her.

She's clearly just had a shower, cause her skin is glowing.

She had to wear a white shirt...

It stops at her thighs, and my brain moves to thoughts that could get me in trouble.

"Boss" I say.

"Councillor" she responds, walking up to me.

She leans into me, reaching up to hug me, and her face is close to mine.

She's just about to kiss me, but she stops, before her lips can even brush mine.

"Something smells good" she says.

She's doing this on purpose.

I grip the her shirt, to stop myself from touching her.

She has to verbally ask me for it and she knows that.

She looks into my eyes as if daring me to continue.

"I made dinner" I say.

She smiles, not moving.

"Thank you" she says, pulling away.

The tension...

"I'll finish up, here, go change" she says.

I nod and I get out of the kitchen, running up the stairs to go change.

I need to calm down.

One look from her and I'm spiralling!

I get changed into some sweatpants and a black singlet.

I walk back down and I hug her from behind.

"You wanna watch some Netflix after dinner?" I ask.

She nods and I pull away, grabbing our plates as she grabs the glasses for us.

We sit down and we talk about the cookout.

My parents were so happy that that we started dating and of course my mom dove right into talking about grand babies.

Aaliyah was very calm about the prospect of giving birth, even thought she used to hate the idea.

My dad spoke her ear off the entire time and my mom was set on over feeding her.

That's just how my family is.
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"Can you pass me that?" Aaliyah asks.

I look to her line of sight and I pass her the bowl of popcorn.

She takes it.

She takes what she wants then puts it back down laying on my chest.

She runs her nails down my neck, absent minded and I shiver.

"You okay?" She asks, not looking up.

"Mhm" I respond.

It's been a while since we've really done anything.

Work has been kicking both of our asses and we always come home tired or busy with new cases.

But I will never pressure her.

Her physical and emotional needs are my priority.

"Yeah?" She asks.

"Mhm" I respond again.

She plays with my beard, and I look at her.

"Aaliyah, what do you want?" I ask her.

She shakes her head.

"Nothing, Elian" she says innocently.

I put my thigh between her legs and her breathing changes.

I press harder.

"Elian" she says.

I say nothing, but she digs her nails into my shoulder.

I grab her hips and I rub her against me, whatever we were watching, now forgotten.

She lets out a moan and I nearly lose my head.

She gets up.

"I'm going to bed" she says.

I nod and she leans down to give me a slow, sweet kiss, before walking away.

She walks out of the room and I listen to her footsteps get quieter.

I lay on my stomach and I sigh.

I need to stay down here for a bit before I go up there.

Self control Elian.

My phone rings and I check the contact before picking it up.

"Is everything ready for tomorrow?" I ask.

"Yes sir it is. All you both need to do is show up!" They respond.

I chuckle.

"Thank you" I say.

We exchange pleasantries for a little longer then I hang up.

I clear the place up and turn off the tv before going upstairs and straight to bed.

I check on Aaliyah before I drift off and I kiss her temple.

She's gonna love it.

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