#casey novak one shot

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

First Time

Casey Novak x autistic fem!reader Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI. Graphic sex, oral, fingering, language. Word count: 3,286

Your heart was practically beating out of your chest by the time the two of you made it through Casey's apartment door. You didn't even have time to look around, barely noticing the stacks of manila folders scattered around the apartment.

Casey let the door slam shut behind you, then pushed you up against it, somehow gentle and rough at the same time. She reached past your waist to lock the door, kissing you deeper than you'd ever been kissed in your life. You felt nearly drunk as Casey's tongue slid into your mouth, her breath hot and desperate. You gasped as her hands slipped under your shirt and trailed up and down the bare skin of your back. You were all too aware of the rapid beating of her heart, the way the buckle at her waist pressed into you.

When she moved from your mouth down to your neck, you felt your legs grow weak. When she sank her teeth into your pulse point, you let out a moan. You felt her grin against your skin, then run her tongue up your neck and back to your mouth. She pulled away and looked at you with a smug expression.

"You want to go to bed?" she asked, drawing circles on your waist with her thumb.

"What?" you exclaimed, a confused look on your face. "No, I don't want to go to bed. I thought we were gonna have sex!?"

Casey laughed and kissed the side of your head, dragging you back to the bedroom. "Go to bed as in have sex, you idiot."

"Oh," you replied, following her eagerly. "Then yes."

Casey's room was spare, but nice. Each piece had been chosen with care, and none of it was cheap. Now that you were here, in her space, in her bedroom, the nerves started to kick in. Casey was already unbuttoning her shirt, throwing it off to reveal a simple black bra and more skin than you'd ever seen. Pants followed. You forgot how to breathe for a moment, but when she moved to lift your own shirt over your head, you found your voice.

"Wait, wait, wait," you said, pulling away.

"You okay?" Casey asked, concerned.

"I, uh... I've never–" You didn't quite know how to say it, afraid it would bring your evening to a screeching halt. "I'm a virgin," you finished, avoiding Casey's eyes.

"Okay," Casey replied, matter-of-factly. When she didn't say anything else, you glanced at her. If anything, she just looked impatient.

"Is that... okay?" you asked, shaking your hands at your sides–an anxious stim.

Casey grabbed one of your hands and pressed it flat between hers, massaging the anxiety out of it. "Mmhm," she confirmed, taking your other hand and repeating the process. "Perfectly fine. More than fine. Let's just lay down some rules first so you feel safe."

"Okay," you agreed, a little less nervous than before.

Casey sat cross-legged on the bed and patted the spot next to her. You joined her, feeling more and more comfortable, like this was a sexy sleepover. Casey's fingers tracing up and down your forearm didn't hurt either.

"Since it's your first time, I'm not gonna get too crazy," she said.

"Thanks, I think?" you replied, your eyebrows scrunched.

"Don't worry. There'll be plenty of time for crazy later." She winked at you. "But I need to know, is there anything you don't want to do or that you don't want me to do?"

You squirmed and avoided her eyes.

"Hey," she said, grabbing your knees and pulling you closer. "I need to know. I won't be upset. I promise I can work with whatever you need. I can even pull references if you want."

You laughed quickly, then blushed and squeezed your eyes shut. "I don't want anything inside me," you confessed, embarrassed.

"Anything at all?"

You shook your head, your hands starting to shake again. Casey took them and held them still in her own.

"Fingers?"

You were beet red as you shook your head.

"Tongue?"

Another shake of the head.

Casey's face was scrunched, like she was concentrating very hard. "Noted."

"Is that gonna mess things up?" you asked quietly.

"God, no," Casey said, smiling at you and trying to get you out of your head. "You know where the clit is, right?"

You coughed and nodded: "Uh-huh."

"Then you should know I won't have any problems."

"You're pretty cocky," you observed, still avoiding her eyes. You were embarrassed by how turned on you already were. You were still embarrassed to be wanting sex at all. Call it a remnant of the church culture you'd grown up in or a product of being slightly on the asexual spectrum, but it felt illicit. And Casey was so... comfortable.

"Don't worry," she bragged. "You'll find out why."

"What about you?" you asked, doing your best to meet her eyes.

"What about me?"

"Is there anything you want me to do?" You desperately hoped she wouldn't ask for something you didn't know about. You were nervous enough as it was.

Casey looked at you intently, a smile creeping at the corner of her mouth. "I want you," she started, her fingers carefully lifting your shirt up and over your head and shimmying you out of your pants, "to do whatever I tell you to do." She unhooked her bra and threw it aside, now clad in nothing but her underwear. "Got it?"

You wiped actual drool off your mouth and nodded vigorously.

"Now lay down," Casey commanded.

You were more than happy to oblige. Casey straddled your lap and leaned down to kiss you deeply, pressing her body against yours. Your heart beat wildly as she swirled her tongue into your mouth, grinding her hips into you. She bit your lip and you let out a noise that was somewhere between a moan and a cry. She smiled as she moved her way down your throat, then across your collarbone, alternating kisses and bite marks in no particular pattern, so that every time her teeth took you by surprise.

Your hands lay limply at your side. You felt like you should touch her, you wanted to touch her, but you didn't know how. It still felt like you'd be caught, like Casey would suddenly decide she didn't want you touching her and you would be ashamed of yourself.

"Hey," Casey said, low against your chest, as if she'd read your mind. "You're allowed to touch me, you know."

"Are you sure?" you asked.

"Y/N," she said, kneading your breasts in her hands, "I'm literally using your tits as a sandwich for my face. Just fucking touch me."

You gingerly rested your hands at the small of her back, taken aback by the feeling of her hips pushing into you again and again.

"Holy shit, Case," you breathed, gasping for air as her tongue circled first one nipple and then the next. She let one go with a pop and looked up at you.

"I'm just getting started," she said, smirking. Casey kissed her way down your body. She took her time at your chest, relishing the way your back arched to meet her. She ended at your inner thighs, planting kisses closer and closer to your center.

You were shaking. You had never felt less in control in your life, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating.

"You ready?" Casey asked, breath hot against your folds.

You nodded, running a hand through her red hair. She looked up at you, and you pushed a loose strand out of her face.

"I need a verbal yes."

"Yes," you nearly begged. "God, yes."

If you'd been having a good time before, you were out of your mind now as Casey licked her way through your folds and pressed the flat of her tongue against your clit.

"Holy shit," you exclaimed, groaning as your hips bucked involuntarily. "Oh my god, Case." She didn't look up, too focused on her work. But she reached out to place a hand on your heaving chest and you grabbed it and didn't let go.

You had masturbated before. You had orgasmed. But it was not like this. The others had been like a sparkler. This was the Fourth of July. Your whole body tingled and heaved and surged toward climax, and you were riding it like a sailboat on the ocean.

You didn't notice your hand on the back of Casey's head, pushing her harder and harder into your throbbing clit. You didn't notice your hips bucking faster and faster, your vulva wet and swollen and shivering. But Casey sure did. She let out a low moan, her voice vibrating against you as she continued to lick.

You felt yourself climbing up and up and up, your breath hitching, your body clenching, preparing for release. You squirmed against Casey, chasing the high you could feel was so, so close.

Casey felt it, too. She wrapped her arms around your legs to hold you steady, pressing harder and faster with her tongue. "That's it sweetheart," she said, vibrating into you. "Come for me."

That was all you needed. Your pleasure washed over you in waves, and you held onto Casey's head and hand for dear life. Your breath came in gasps and left in moans as you rode out your high, Casey's mouth guiding you through it. She lapped and lapped as your orgasm dissipated, making sure she didn't miss one single bit.

When you finally came down, shaky and trembling, you noticed the mess of Casey's hair and the marks your fingernails had left on her hand. You started to apologize, but you were met with Casey's lips against yours, your head held gently in her hands.

"You did so good," she said breathlessly, burying your neck and face in kisses. "Such..." She kissed your eyelids. "A good..." Your forehead. "Girl," she finished, kissing you deeply. You could taste yourself on her tongue and it drove you wild.

"How do you feel?" she asked, laying down beside you and running a hand through your hair.

"So fucking good. God, Casey," you said, turning to face her. "I get the hype now."

She laughed, low and sweet. "Well, I'm honored to show you the ropes."

You looked at her and bit your cheek.

"What?" she asked, propping herself up on her elbow.

"Can there be more ropes tonight?"

Casey's eyes lit up. "There can always be more ropes."

You sat up, brows furrowed, studying Casey.

She chuckled and ran a finger over your eyebrows. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking," you said, leaning over her, "that I want to do you now."

Casey bit her lip and scanned your body. "Oh, fuck."

"Good oh, fuck or bad oh, fuck?"

"Good, so good," Casey said, pulling you down for a kiss.

"I don't know what I'm doing though, so you'll have to tell me what to do."

Casey snapped up and threw a pillow to. the floor. She pointed to it and said, "On your knees."

You rolled out of bed and did as you were told, placing the pillow under your knees and situating yourself on the floor in front of the bed. Casey sidled up to the edge and let her legs hang off so that you were positioned right in between them. She ran a hand through your hair, her face flushed.

"Fuck, you look pretty like that," she said, breathing in sharply.

"Now what?" you asked.

"Just start with what feels right," Casey said, holding your face in her hands. "I'll help."

"Got it," you said, then shrugged and gave her a thumbs up, which made her giggle. You loved her laugh.

You put your hand around the back of her neck and pulled her into a kiss. You kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her nose. You kissed the space under her chin, the place where her neck met her collarbone, the soft rise of her breasts. Your stomach fluttered as Casey continued to run her hands through your hair, making small noises of pleasure as you made your way down her body.

You kissed her hips, her legs, the backs of her knees, and when you made your way to the inside of her thighs, you found her underwear soaked through, her hips already pushing toward you.

You stared at the underwear. You knew what was next, but you were afraid to start, afraid you'd do it wrong. This was foreign territory, an alien landscape. You wished you'd read an instruction manual.

Casey stifled a laugh and you looked up at her. "What?" you said, only a little terse.

She burst out laughing. "You just look like you're trying to solve a puzzle!"

"Well, it kind of is!" you cried defensively.

"It's okay if you're not ready," she said, running her thumb across your jawline.

"No," you replied, frustrated. "I'm emotionally ready, I just... feel like I should've taken a class or something."

She giggled and leaned down to kiss your forehead. "Look, there's no pressure, okay? You don't have to be good at it. I got you off. That's the best part for me. This is all just a really, really nice bonus. It's just for fun."

"Just for fun," you repeated, exhaling. You started your ministrations again, moving your way up and down her body until you were sure she was ready again.

Staring at her underwear, you took a deep breath and pulled them down. Casey groaned and unknowingly pushed your head toward her center. Just for fun, just for fun, just for fun, you repeated before diving in, tongue first.

But once you were in, god, you never wanted to leave. It wasn't so much the taste, thought it was intoxicating to know that you were tasting her. It wasn't the landscape of it, though you did very much enjoy exploring every corner. It was the way that your every move, every breath, elicited a response from Casey. It was knowing that when she pushed her hips into you, you brought her to it. That when she moaned, it was you drawing it out of her.

You were only briefly interrupted in your successful exploration by Casey saying, "I want you inside me."

"What?" you said, emerging from her thighs, brought out of the moment.

"Oh my god, don't stop," she scolded, shoving your head back down.

"Sorry," you mumbled into her.

"Start with one finger," Casey explained. "I'll tell you when I want more."

Now that you'd conquered the scariest part, you had no hesitation with your hands. You carefully inserted a finger, and if you hadn't already been on your knees, you'd have been brought to them. The warmth of her, the rhythm, the pulse–it was like you were a part of her, really a part of her.

You moaned into her, slowly starting to pump your finger in and out. You were no anatomy expert, but you'd heard of the g-spot. At the very least, you knew there was a lot going on in there. Since Casey seemed to be enjoying herself, you decided to look around, so to speak. You used your finger–careful to keep a steady rhythm–to explore Casey. All the topography of her. You felt a particularly squishy spot and reached your finger back to press into it.

Casey nearly exploded, shoving your head into her and taking you by surprise. "Jesus, Y/N!" she cried. "More of that!"

You panicked a little. "More fingers or more of that spot!?"

"Both, both," she said. "Just keep going and don't stop!"

You wasted no time getting back to work, continuing the pattern of your tongue against her clit and matching it to the rhythm of your now two fingers, reaching back, back and curling into that spot that made Casey lose it.

Her breath came faster and faster, and you could tell she was losing control. Her hands grasped your hair desperately and her hips rose to meet your tongue with every single thrust of your fingers. You felt her body clench around you, pulsating wildly, and Casey clenched your hair so hard you thought she'd pull it out.

You felt her come before you heard her, the vibrations of her body sending you into a bliss you hadn't even known existed. Her legs shook around you, and you moved forward to support her so she wouldn't fall. She quivered around you, moaning as she ground her hips into you. You waited until she was completely spent before pulling out of her, kissing her thighs and licking her off your fingers.

She laid back on the bed, still breathing heavily, and looked up at you. "What are you doing? Come up here," she motioned. You stood, wobbly and more than a little wet, and climbed into the bed next to her, your stomach doing somersaults as she tangled her arms with yours and kissed you.

"Did I do okay?" you asked.

"Okay!?" She raised her eyebrows. "Either I'm a really good teacher or you're a really fast learner."

"Probably both," you said, grinning with pride.

"Probably," she agreed.

Casey traced the freckles on your shoulder and you drew circles on the back of her hand. You were quiet for a while, but eventually you looked at the clock and saw that it was past midnight.

You propped yourself up on your elbow and looked at her. "So, uh, what's the protocol here?"

"The protocol?" she repeated. "This isn't a courtroom. There's no post-sex protocol."

"No, but..." You bit your lip.

"Spit it out," Casey said.

"I'm afraid I'll sound stupid."

"You've already sounded stupid at least five times today. What's one more?"

You glared at her briefly, then continued. "Well, I want to take a shower because I feel sweaty and sticky, and I don't like that. No offense or anything. I like it in the moment, just not... after. And I don't know the protocol! Do I take a shower here or at my house? Do you have an extra towel? I didn't bring a towel. Am I supposed to? Am I supposed to have travel soap? Do I sleep here or at home? If I don't go home, will it be awkward in the morning?"

By now, you were just spiraling, but you couldn't stop yourself. "What if you tell me I can stay and then I do because I want to spend more time with you, but really you were just being polite and you're tired of me. And then I do that every time, so you get really, really tired of me and want to break up? Or what if–"

"Jesus, Y/N," Casey said, planting a kiss on your lips to quiet you. "I want you to stay. And I think you know me well enough to know that I don't say things I don't mean."

"Promise?" you asked, twirling your fingers.

"Promise. Now for the other stuff..."

Casey pulled herself out of bed and you immediately missed her body next to yours. She walked to the closet, stark naked, and rummaged around. You hated yourself a little bit for it, but you couldn't keep your eyes off her ass. You were still reeling that she'd let you fuck her. And she'd enjoyed it.

"Are you staring at my ass?" she accused, smirking as she interrupted your reverie.

Your face flushed. "No..." you said, averting your eyes.

Casey threw a clean towel at you and draped another over her shoulder. "Come on. Let's clean you up."

You leapt off the bed and followed. After tonight, you'd follow her anywhere.

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[storiesofsvu]

Ruin You

Casey Novak x reader Warnings: language, dirty talk, smut.

“Uhm?? Excuse me! Where is my Christmas kiss?!” You feigned a pout at your girlfriend, your arm extended in front of you as you prepped for a selfie. Casey laughed, rolling her eyes at you,

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” She smirked, meeting your lips in a soft kiss while you snapped the photo.

“Thank you baby.” You pecked her cheek, pocketing your phone as you linked your fingers through hers.

She’d managed to not only convince you out of the house on a chilly night off, but got you all the way down to Dyker Heights for their Christmas Light display. The first Christmas you’d spent together you’d honestly been surprised at Casey’s adoration for the holiday, sure she wasn’t one to go full out, and honestly most years the apartment stayed pretty bare when it came to decorations. It was about the little fun things you could do together, the time spent doing them the thing that really mattered. And you had to admit, the residents of Dyker Heights went all out when it came to their displays. Full sized reindeer, blow up Santa’s, scenes from Christmas movies, dancing lights set to specific songs, it certainly was festive.

You managed to make it down two streets before you started to get antsy, not only was it chillier than you’d hoped, but you’d barely seen Casey all week. Considering you lived together, it was safe to say work had her more than swamped. When she said she would be guaranteed off on Friday night, and home in time for dinner, your mind went straight to spending the entire night in the bedroom, only leaving to answer the door for take out.

And no array of Christmas lights was going to get that image out of your head.

You took advantage of a gust of wind, snuggling deeper against her as you moved your way over to the next house, the hand you had wrapped around her waist snuck down into the back pocket of her jeans. She simply kissed the top of your head in response, it was only when your hand gave her ass a pinch that she shot you a gentle warning glance. You huffed in response, following her lead down the street. When you reached a quieter street you took your chance, burying against her neck, pressing a few kisses into the exposed skin.

“Y/n….” Casey murmured, “don’t be a brat.”

“I don’t care about the lights.” Your lips brushed against her skin, nipping softly, “all I want for Christmas is you.”

“Now you’re being sweet?” She cocked a brow as you lifted your head from her shoulder.

“Maybe I should rephrase…” you used the hand still in her pocket to pull her to you, your lips practically brushing against hers as you spoke again, “all I want for Christmas is your pussy.”

You should’ve seen it coming, but it happened so lightning fast she had you into a darkened alley pinned up against a high fence before you could blink. A hand squeezed at your throat while her thigh settled between your legs, pressing exactly where you wanted relief, her face inches from your when she spoke, voice low and husky.

“I am going to fucking ruin you.”

“Promise?” She shot you a fiery glare right as her hands dropped from your body, inncocently linking your fingers back together as you continued moving down the block thanks to a gaggle of teenagers passing by. To anyone else it looked like she was innocently nuzzling against your cheek, but her teeth nibbled at your earlobe, husking her words into it,

“You’ll get your present tomorrow. Tonight you’re getting punished.”

You couldn’t help the shiver, and this time it wasn’t from the wind, the heat in your body diving south you felt your walls fluttering over nothing but Casey’s words.

And it was just the beginning of the night.

*

The second both your coats and shoes were off Casey was on you, pinned up against the hallway wall, the kiss was messy, passionate, her tongue delving into your mouth without any hesitation. You groaned at the taste of peppermint on her tongue, swirling your own against it, eager to taste as much of her as she would let you tonight. You whimpered when she bit your lip into her mouth, sucking it before letting it pop. Her mouth trailed down the side of your neck,

“Is it good when I kiss you here?” She kissed at your pulse point, you let out a groan when she bit into it, a lick of her tongue soothing the skin, “what about here?” If you thought the bite was enough to get you going, you had no warning for her hand shooting between your legs, grabbing at your pussy heavily. You let out a gasp, arching off the wall. Her fingers cupped your chin, tilting your face up to hers and in contrast she met your lips with a feather light kiss, “you know the drill.” She murmured and you nodded, scurrying down the hall to the bedroom.

Casey gave you a moment to strip down, slowly unbuttoning her shirt as she entered the bedroom, happy to see that you were at least somewhat behaving tonight, perched perfectly on the edge of the bed. Slipping her shirt into the laundry basket she stepped out of her jeans, smirking at the way your eyes raked down her body, the way your pupils dilated as you very much liked what you saw. Walking to the edge of the bed she softly stroked down your cheek, kissing the tip of your nose,

“That’s my good girl.” Her lips met yours, “you’re so fucking beautiful baby.” Despite having heard the words a million times before your cheeks still flushed as you ducked your head.

Casey settled onto the bed beside you, chuckling at the eager way you dropped your body over her lap, your hips resting over her thighs. Her hands trailed up your legs, groping at the curves of your ass before one slipped between your thighs while the other continued up your spine, pulling a shiver from you. She grasped at your hair, pulling it into a ponytail and brushing it over one shoulder so she could see your face. Her fingers swiped slowly through your folds and your hips bucked against her,

“Already so wet baby girl…” she circled your clit ever so gently and you let out a loud moan, “uh-uh….you don’t get to come until I’m fucking you, understood? Be a good girl for mommy.”

“Yes.” You breathed in response. You reassured her that you knew the safe word when she asked, she kissed your shoulder softly, then sunk into it with her teeth, biting down harder than you’d expected. Her fingers continued to play with your pussy softly while her mouth made its way to your neck, biting and sucking at the tender flesh causing you to shudder in her lap.

“I wont apologize for marking you up. You deserve it after being a brat tonight.” You could barely manage a nod in response, already feeling your slick beginning to coat your inner thighs.

“Please…” you whined out.

Casey smirked, knowing just how badly you wanted your punishment, she reminded you that you had to count, and when you managed to get to ten, properly, she’d be done. The first spank came down softer than you’d hoped, but still warranted a ‘one’ moaned against the duvet, she teased you through the rest, not letting you get a handle on any kind of rhythm. Three and four came down mere seconds apart, and on the same cheek, causing you to jolt forward. Then her fingers teased at your pussy while her words teased you for being so turned on over this, how much you liked your punishment, how you were a naughty girl, a finger plunged into your heat the same second spank five hit your cheek.  You let out a near sob by the time she got to nine, causing her to pause, rubbing the reddened flesh of your ass gently, her lips hitting your lower back gently right as she delivered the last spank.

You whimpered, your eyes squeezing shut at the feeling, your pussy was clenching around nothing, the tingling of your ass spreading through your entire body, resulting in a series of shivers. Casey’s hand traced up your spine, grabbing you by the hair to pull you up to sitting in her lap. Her lips met yours with extreme softness, hands cradling your face as her thumbs wiped away your tears of pleasure.

“You okay?” She murmured.

“Fantastic.” You smiled back at her, “fuck I love you.”

“I love you too.” She nipped at your lip before moving you off her lap, “on your back. I’m still going to fuck you.”

You did as she asked, watching her move through the bedroom to the basket of toys stashed in the bedside table, rubbing your thighs together in anticipation at the sight of what she was picking for tonight. You knew you were in for it when she pulled the strap out of the basket, so distracted by it that you missed her grabbing the vibe.

Casey settled above you on the bed, a feverish kiss placed on your lip, your hands burying into her hair to pull her impossibly close as her hand trailed down to your cunt. You whined against her lips as she plunged a finger in, easily adding a second, stretching you out. Her fingers scissored and curled into your pussy, she was careful to avoid giving you a touch where you most wanted it, her teeth beginning to bite into your neck again, adamant on leaving you covered in marks tomorrow.

“Please…” you whined out, your hips jutting up against her hand.

“Please what baby? Cause you know damn well you’re not allowed to come yet.”

“Please fuck me…” you gasped as the heel of her hand briefly pressed against your clit, “fuck me hard.”

Casey chuckled, pausing briefly to bite at your nipple before sat up, coating the dildo in lube she traced it the tip of it through your folds, pulling a wanton moan from your lips.

“Case…” you whined heavily, pawing at what of her body you could reach. She leaned over you, lips meeting yours, her tongue plunging into your mouth the same moment her hips thrusted forward, thrusting into you.

Breaking free of the kiss you gasped, tugging her to you as she sent a relentless pace, your legs wrapping around her hips, pulling her deeper into you. You buried yourself into her shoulder as her mouth moved to the other side of your neck, pulling whimpers and moans from you as her teeth bit and pinched at the supple skin. Your body was absolutely on fire, the feeling of the toy dragging against your walls, the way she angled it perfectly to hit your gspot with every thrust, she was so goddamn good at fucking you, no matter what she used to do it.

Confident that her mouth had left a fresh mark on your skin she sat up slightly, smirking at the way you were writhing underneath her as she plunged in and out of your faster, the base of the dildo hitting her clit with each thrust. Knowing you were close, but that you needed more, her hand settled on your collarbone, not surprised when your eyes shot open at met hers, a gasp escaping your lips before you nodded heavily.

Her hand moved upwards, closing around your throat, gently at first, letting you get used to the pressure, when you let out a whimper her fingers squeezed down harder. She watched as your eyes screwed shut, the way your lip tremored, the way your hips stuttered. Ever so briefly she released, letting you gasp in air as her other hand reached out for the vibrator she had grabbed. Clicking it on, her hand gripped your throat the same instant she placed the vibe directly onto your swollen clit. Your hips bucked, a strangled cry managing to escape your lips, she pressed harder against your neck as she flicked the setting up two notches on the vibe, loving the way your body absolutely shook beneath her. You were so goddamn fucking hot like this she could barely stand it. She let up on your throat, giving you time to gasp for air while she continued to torment your clit, still thrusting into you, meeting your hips with ferocity at each roll of her own.

“Casey…” you whined, a hand clamping around the wrist that held the vibe.

Feeling the contact against her skin she knew your non verbal cue, her hand tightening harder than ever around your neck as she pressed the vibe heavier against your swollen nub. You felt like you were about to explode, the burning itching at your skin as the fire sped south, Casey’s hand around your neck bringing you to a whole new level of heightened senses as your body thrashed under hers as you did your best so shriek out as you came. Casey could feel the dribbling release from you against her skin, she immediately dropped her hand from your neck, letting you get air in as she pulled the toy out of you. Her hand clicked the speed on the vibe down but didn’t move it from your clit as she ducked her mouth to your cunt, softly fucking you through your orgasm with her tongue.

Your body had barely stopped trembling when she turned the speed up again, pressing it harder against your pulsating clit, pulling her mouth away from your pussy. Your hand flailed out, finding her free one to latch against her fingers, digging into it until your knuckles were white. She couldn’t help but smirk, knowing that you were fighting with yourself, wanting to beg for her to stop, but also loving the overstimulation, knowing that whatever orgasm was about to crash over you would be an incredible one.

It certainly didn’t take long. You felt your thighs begin to shake, hips jutting up off the bed, a string of whimpering moans leaving your lips as the pressure low in your belly built higher and higher until you couldn’t take it anymore. You felt the rush of juices nearly explode out of you, soaking the bedsheets beneath you. Casey clicked the vibrator to the lowest setting as your hips thrusted against it, your chest heaving as she slowly moved it away from your clit before turning it off and tossing it aside.

She leaned over you, admiring how completely blissed out you were, her lips ever so softly meeting your forehead before she climbed off you, removing the strap, adding it to the pile to be washed in the morning. Her hands traced up your sides, causing you to shiver but finally open your eyes,

“So good for me..” she murmured, meeting your lips in a kiss, “look how much you came.” She smirked, her head nodding towards the dampened spot on the sheets. Your head barely glanced toward it, being able to feel it against your skin.

“Fuck…” you muttered, chest still heaving from Casey’s torture. Your head rolled to face her, not surprised with the cocky grin on her face, “you really are somehow the worst and the best at the same time, you know that?” She laughed as you rolled fully toward her, cupping her cheek for a kiss.

“You are okay though, right?” Her lips brushed against yours when she spoke. You nodded, kissing her gently.

“Always. As long as I’m in your arms, I’m absolutely perfect.”

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[smartycvnt]

Once Bitten*

Title: Once Bitten Pairing: Casey Novak x Reader MINORS DNI, 18+ Warnings: smut, top Casey, bottom reader, strap-on, biting/marking R WC: 911

Casey gave herself one last look in the mirror as she waited for Y/n's text. Everything looked perfectly in place. The bit of spandex peeking out in between the bottom of her tank top and waistband of her sweatpants. Y/n would be calling or texting her any moment. They had made plans to meet up once Casey's trial against Rita had concluded. Y/n was still working as Rita's paralegal, and Casey had a tendency to ramble on about whatever was on her mind during pillow talk. It had been officially two days since the verdict was given, but Y/n had been so busy with the post-trial work at the firm that she hadn't been able to call Casey before.

The jury had ruled in Casey's favor, which meant that Y/n would be a little frustrated. Casey had felt bad watching Y/n's face fall whenever Rita lost the case, especially since Y/n had worked so hard on writing out notes and the closing statement for the case. There were only a few weeks until Y/n's bar results came in, and despite Casey's insistence at Y/n taking the offered DA office position, Y/n was looking at working for Rita. Calhoun Law was one of New York's greatest firms, and Casey knew that she was practically dating law royalty with Y/n, but that didn't stop Casey from hoping and praying that Y/n would walk away from defensive law to work for the prosecution.

Casey's phone didn't even stop vibrating before Casey was picking it up and sprinting out of her bedroom. Y/n's hand was raised to knock on Casey's apartment door when Casey pulled it open. Casey grabbed Y/n by the wrist and pulled her inside of the apartment. There was a time and place for small talk, and neither woman was remotely interested in it. Y/n wanted to relieve the stress and tension of working alongside her older sister, and the best way she could think of to do that was to spend some unterrupted time with Casey in the bedroom.

"Eager, aren't you?" Casey teased as Y/n started trying to lift her shirt during their kiss. Y/n nipped at the side of Casey's jaw, causing the taller woman's knees to buckle beneath her. Casey let Y/n remove her tank top as they moved back towards her bed. Y/n seemed to ease up with Casey just enough to let the redhead take the reigns. Casey pinned Y/n beneath her on the bed as they made out.

Casey's hands pulled at every piece of clothing in their way. Y/n watched as Casey marked a trail on her skin from her collar bone down to her hips with love bites. The ones from the last time that they had seen each other were nearly faded away, so Casey made a new set in their place. Y/n felt herself growing wetter with each one that Casey left. The feeling of Casey's teeth sinking into her skin drove Y/n absolutely wild. She was Casey's, and Casey was hers. There wasn't anybody else that either one of them could have even thought of letting go like that in front of.

"Casey, please," Y/n began to beg and plead as she ground her cunt against Casey's thigh. There was a wet spot on Casey's sweatpants, not quite enough to completely ruin them. Casey would never be able to wear them out again, but she knew that it would be something to hold over Y/n at a later time. There was a small pile of pants in the back of Casey's closet that Y/n had practically ruined grinding against Casey like that.

"Are you sure?" Casey asked. Y/n let out a groan of frustration as Casey pulled her body back. Y/n nodded frantically and reached out to grab at Casey. There was no lack of arousal in between Y/n's legs, which Casey could clearly see as she moved off of the bed. The sweatpants were discarded and kicked to the side as Casey's strap was revealed. Y/n licked her lips as she moved up onto her knees. Casey allowed herself to be pulled back onto the bed and straddled.

"I don't think I've ever wanted you this badly," Y/n said between shaky breaths as she sank down onto Casey's strap. Casey let Y/n bottom out and didn't begin thrusting her hips until she felt all of Y/n's weight on top of her lap. The gasp that left Y/n's body was the very thing that Casey had been hoping to hear, but not expecting until later in the night. She pushed herself up into a sitting position and began to pepper Y/n's chest in kisses. Y/n moved her hips to set the pace for Casey to follow as the woman alternated between biting Y/n's chest and running her tongue over the bites to soothe them. Y/n dug her nails into Casey's back as she rode Casey's cock into the white-hot sensations of an orgasm.

"Shh, shh. It's okay, I've got you," Casey whispered softly. She held Y/n as the woman trembled and whimpered. Y/n buried her face into the side of Casey's neck as she listened to the soft reassurances and let the feeling of Casey rubbing her back soothe her.

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[neuroprincess]

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[maximoffcarter]

Possessive little me.

Pairings: Casey Novak x Alex Cabot.

Warning: SMUT.

Summary: Alexandra Cabot was never one to be jealous of anything, she had never considered herself as a jealous person; that wasn’t until she met Casey Novak.

A/n: *cough* So. Um. I don't really know what to say about this one shot. First of all, I gotta thank @saurgaeee for the idea, of course, cause bestie here is the one that gives me the ideas, and we had really good ideas about this one. But...let's say that what started being wholesome or a bit teasing...ended up in smut😬 So. There is smut here, and please, PLEASE, bear with me because I have not written any smut in YEARS and this is the first time I actually get myself to write slight smut. So please be kind cause I'm nervous about this one🥴 Also, this is basically between s5-s6, so we’ll just pretend Alex never left and they work together🫶🏻 Don't be afraid to send me an ask or message if you got any requests, I'm up for anything for now. Enjoy and leave your comments, reblog, hearts, whatever you'd like, will be very much appreciated🫶🏻

Part 2.

Casey Novak had always been known for being persistent in what she wanted and also she didn’t let anyone play her; this applied to anyone, including coworkers and even the judges. So when she was literally defied by Taft, she couldn’t hold back and leave it there. She had been annoyed with the fact that no one was actually having her back in this when it was evident that he didn’t deserve to continue in this job, even Mary Clark had told her to back away and continue as if nothing had happened and that had pissed the redhead off. But, at least she knew -or thought- that her girlfriend would have her back, she would push Casey to do more and go for his head. She didn’t expect any help, but the least she expected had been some support, so the fact that even Alexandra Cabot had agree with Mary, Casey was more than pissed.

“Casey, there is no point in you risking your career with this. He’s not worth it.” Alex said calmly as she watched her girlfriend pacing around the room.

“Oh, so, to protect my job, I need to let a judge do whatever the fuck he wants and keep destroying what he wants just because he thinks it’s better, completely ignoring the evidence or whatever we have to say. He just follows his beliefs.” Casey stopped and looked at Alex. “Alex, Rosalin was in prison, ten years of wrongful imprisonment. You’re really not trying to stop me from going after him.” She looked at her with hope in her eyes, just wanting to hear that her girlfriend had her back.  

Alex sighed as she stood up from the couch and walked to Casey, grabbing her hands, and kissing them. “Baby…as much as I’d love for him to rot for what he’s done to that woman. But we know that you would be on thin ice if you try to go after him. You cannot risk your job for this, Casey.”

Casey shook her head as she looked at Alex, trying to hold back tears. “I told Elliot this, and I am gonna tell you too…if this is justice…I don’t want this career. And you should know better than anyone. I at least thought you’d have my back.”

Alex tilted her head. “Case, I do have your back. I’ll always be here to help and support you, but-“

“I don’t want you to help me, Alex. I’m not asking you to sit with me while I go after him. All I wanted was to hear you say that you support me and that I got this.” Casey sighed. “But you know that you’re not gonna stop me from doing this.”

Alex nodded softly as she looked down at their hands. “I know.” She whispered as she looked back at Casey. “Please, think this through, Case.”

“I have. And I’m going after Taft.” Casey let go of Alex’s hands and walked out of the living room. She didn’t need anyone to tell her that she could do this, she’d do it herself and she’d do anything to have his head.

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Alex sighed as she looked at her watch again and noticed that it was late, Casey had called her 4 hrs ago to let her know she’d stop by her office after she was done in court, but she should’ve been done by now. So many thoughts ran through her mind as she kept looking at her door. She had told Casey that she’d be staying until late because she didn’t want to take work to the house, and she expected Casey to show up there, but it was now too late for Casey to not be there yet. She finally gave up and picked up her office phone to call Casey, but just as she was about to call, she noticed someone walking to her office, furrowing her brows as she saw blonde hair, but no one was supposed to be here anymore. And then her door opened, and her jaw dropped as she stared into her girlfriend’s green eyes.

“C-Casey?”

Casey grinned. “Hey, Lex.” She walked into the office and closed the door, walking to Alex’s desk and putting her briefcase in one of the chairs and going to lean on Alex’s desk, looking down at her. “So, what do you think?” She smirked.

“I- uh. Um- what…why-“ Alex cleared her throat as she pushed her chair back to have a better look of Casey. “Y-You’re…blonde.”

“I am.” Casey smirked as she looked down at her hands. “I was honestly a bit upset about the other day and I was a bit stressed. Thought a change would help.” She looked back at Alex as she raised her brow. “I know you loved my red hair but-“

“You look stunning.” Alex snapped as she looked into Casey’s eyes.

Casey frowned. “You…like it?”

Alex raised her brows in surprise. “Like it?” She huffed a chuckle as she stood up from her chair, her hand going to Casey’s waist and the other to Casey’s hair, running her fingers through it. “Baby, you look amazing. I love it. It’s very different but-“ She sighed. “You look hot.” She smirked.

Casey cleared her throat as she raised her brow. “Really now?”

Alex chuckled darkly. “You thought I’d be mad?” Her hand traveled down from Casey’s neck to her chest and landed on her waist, pushing Casey up so she was sitting on the desk.

Casey gulped as she looked at Alex, trying to play it cool. “Maybe.”

Alex chuckled again as she kissed her cheek. “How did it go?”

“He has been reassigned to Civil Court. He’s gonna be investigated to determine whether or not he made biased decisions on other cases.” Casey grinned.

“I’m proud of you.” Alex grinned as she kissed her nose. “I’m sorry if I didn’t support you. It was wrong of me. I was just afraid you’d be at risk of losing your job.”

Casey nodded. “I get it, but next time…please just support me.”

Alex smiled. “Let’s hope that there won’t be a next time. But…if there is, I will support you, fully.” She leaned in and kissed her lips softly. “So.” She grinned, “You really dyed your hair because you were upset at me, and you thought I’d hate it?”

Casey rolled her eyes playfully as she wrapped her arms around Alex’s neck. “I also needed a change but…maybe.” She shrugged. “I was upset.”

“Well, Ms. Novak.” Alex left a trail of kissed from her jawline to her neck. “I think you look stunning.” She whispered against her neck and nibbled her sweet spot.

“Alex.” Casey breathed out as she tilted her head to give Alex more access.

“Yes?” Alex whispered as she licked the part she had just bit.

“We’re in your office.” Casey bit her lip as Alex pulled away enough to look at her.

Alex placed her hand on Casey’s chin and let her thumb run over Casey’s lower lip, leaning down to kiss her lips, and let her tongue swipe across Casey’s lower lip, biting it softly right after. “Have I told you that I love when you bite your lip?” She said against her lips as she smirked.

“Once or twice.” Casey grinned as she pulled Alex for another kiss. “If you’re gonna fuck me, you better do it.”

Alex raised her brow playfully, smirking. “Maybe we should go home, would be more comfortable and I can actually hear you scream my name.” She kissed the tip of her nose as she pulled away, putting all of her files in a pile.

Casey groaned as she rolled her eyes, hopping off the desk and fixing her clothes. “You’re a tease.”

“You love me.” Alex grinned as she looked back at Casey. “Plus, you’ll get what you want once we’re home.” She pecked her lips and then grabbed her briefcase. “C’mon.”

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Alexandra Cabot was never one to be jealous of anything, she was an only child, so she always had everything that she wanted. When it came to partners, she always trusted them or just chose to ignore whatever they were doing and then simply get out of the relationship, but she had never considered herself as a jealous person; that wasn’t until she met Casey. They had met thanks to Elizabeth Donnelly and Branch, they happened to be at the same event and Liz had introduced them. Casey had never been to those events, it was her very first time and Alex had been her second or third time. Alex had showed Casey around and had made it easier for her to want to be there, and as they talked, they figured that they were attracted to each other, and Alex had been the one who had asked Casey on a date.

After that date, Alex knew that she definitely didn’t see herself with anyone else but Casey, and she didn’t want Casey to be with anyone else, so she made it her mission to make Casey Novak fall in love with her. Which had not been hard at all, or she had to work hard because Casey loved every moment she spent with Alex, she didn’t want to spend a day without seeing her or being with her, so for both of them, it was easy to fall in love and they couldn’t have it any other way. And that’s when Alex figured out that she was indeed a jealous person -but she was not about to admit it-. Casey hadn’t even noticed, always being oblivious, but in one of their nights out, some guys had tried to get her attention by complimenting her outfit and her hair, and that made Alex’s blood boil, walking back to Casey and wrapping her arm around her possessively, kissing her bare shoulder and then looking at the boys with a smirk on her face. She didn’t think it was possible for people to disappear so fast, but she had just witnessed it when the boys literally ran away. Casey only turned to wrap her arms around her and kiss her, acting as if nothing had happened.

The second time that it happened, it had been in the office. Some interns had been around the office trying to get to know the place, and it so happened that they ran into Casey when she was heading to Alex’s office. Alex hadn’t noticed at first since she was in a call, but once she finished it, she looked up to find Casey talking to them, and she could see the interns eyes looking up and down at Casey, and once again, Alex felt her blood boil at the scene. She didn’t think twice, and she stood up, making her way to them, opening the door a little too fast and soon enough getting to where they were standing, rapidly getting the interns’ attention on her as they looked at her with wide eyes. She was 100% sure that they had already heard about Alex being the Ice Queen, and she didn’t care one bit about it.

“Hello.” Alex wrapped her arm around Casey’s waist, pulling her against her body and turning to look at her to offer a smile before her eyes went back to the interns.

“I was about to go to your office! You forgot your glasses on mine.” Casey smiled softly as she placed the glasses on Alex, putting a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

Alex turned to look at Casey and grinned. “Thanks, babygirl.” She looked back at the inters and raised her brows, a smirk on her lips. “Don’t you guys have somewhere to be?” Soon enough, the guys were gone, leaving Alex with a triumphant smirk on her face. She then turned to look at Casey and kissed her lips. “Should we go for lunch?”

Casey nodded. “Sure.” She then squinted her eyes and grinned. “Why you have that smirk on your face?”

Alex shrugged. “Oh, no reason.” She smiled. “Where would my baby like to go?” She grabbed Casey’s hand and pulled her into her office.

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Alex was playing with her glasses as her eyes focused on Cragen’s office, Casey was inside with Huang, Olivia, Cragen, and Elliot as they watched Fin and Munch interrogate a suspect. Casey told Alex that she’d stay longer than expected with the squad so Alex decided it would be a good idea to just wait for her until she was done, after all she had already finished her work and they could go back home together. She knew both had been pretty stressed since the week had been full of arraignments, trials, paperwork, etc., so the only thing that Alex really wanted was to get home, have some dinner, take a bath with her girlfriend, and then go to sleep. Her mind had been stuck all day with the thought of Casey giving her one of those massages that she so loved, she hated massages, but Casey’s hands were heaven against her skin. Olivia then walked out of the office and noticed Alex, who got out of her trance once she heard Olivia calling her name, putting her glasses down on the desk she was leaning on.

“Hey! Waiting for Casey?” Olivia smiled.

“Yeah, I finished with my own work, so thought I could wait for her here.” Alex smiled.

Olivia nodded as she leaned over the desk beside Alex, looking at Cragen’s office too and noticing Casey. “So, now she’s a blonde, huh?” She smiled.

“She is, she looks like a real life Barbie.” Alex grinned, eyeing Casey intently.

Olivia nodded as she grinned. “She looks really good, fits her well, actually.”

Alex looked at Olivia and raised her brow. “She does.” Before she could say anything else, Elliot appeared in front of them and started talking about the case, Alex moving away from the desk and walking behind Elliot and Olivia as she heard about the case.

“I’ll check if I can get us a warrant but, I’m telling you, this is not looking good, and I don’t thin the judge will buy it.” Casey spoke as she walked with Cragen to where Olivia, Elliot and Alex were, turning then to look at Alex and smiling softly. “Hey you.”

Alex smiled. “Hey.”

Casey kissed her cheek softly and smiled. “Let me get my stuff and then we leave.” She went to Fin’s desk to grab her coat and her briefcase.

“You better watch out for Perez, cause she has been eyeing you this whole time, Novak.” Fin laughed as he looked at Alex and Casey, making Alex look back at Fin, frowning.

“Who?” Alex snapped.

“New officer, since Novak got here, he’s been standing like a dumbass in there.” Fin pointed to a brunette officer that was talking to another officer and every now and then looking on Casey’s direction.

Casey rolled her eyes. “He can look all he wants. I don’t really care.” She shrugged as she looked at Fin.

Alex sighed as she looked back at Casey. “Hey baby, we should go.” She looked back at Elliot’s desk and grinned softly, walking away, and waiting at the entrance, standing a bit closer to where the officers were.

Casey said her goodbyes and as she was about to walk to Alex, she huffed a chuckled and grabbed Alex’s glasses from Elliot’s desk, putting them up to show Alex and grinned. “You always forget them, baby.” She chuckled as she put the glasses on Alex and kissed her nose. “Now we’re good to go.”

Alex tried not to blush as Casey kissed her nose and called her baby, cleared her throat and grabbing Casey’s hand, pulling her so they could leave. It was no secret that Casey had a very soft spot for Alex, and she didn’t care showing it in front of everyone, but Alex, had always been reserved, except when it came to Casey. She called her pet names, she wrapped her arm around her, kissed her cheek, etc. But hearing Casey calling her names and Alex blushing? That was definitely something they didn’t see every day, so when they looked at both of them and noticed Alex’s face, they all couldn’t help but laugh a little, making comments and jokes knowing that if they made them in front of Alex, they’d have to prepare for their deaths.

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Casey sighed softly as she walked into the precinct, smiling as she noticed Olivia and Elliot. “We got him.”

Elliot sighed. “Well now that’s good news.”

“Congrats, counselor.” Olivia smiled as she patted Casey’s back.

“Thanks.” Casey frowned as she looked at Elliot. “Did you get bad news?”

“Fin called, he’s in the Peralta trial. They’re giving Alex a hard time.”

Casey sighed softly as she nodded. “Yeah, she’s been stressed about it lately.”

“Maybe that’s not the only reason she’s stressed.” Olivia raised her brow as she sat on her chair, looking at Casey.

Casey looked at Olivia and raised her brow. “What you mean? Something else happened?”

Olivia chuckled. “C’mon, Casey, you really haven’t noticed?”

“Noticed what? Am I missing something here?” Casey looked at Elliot and back at Olivia.

“Men have been giving your girlfriend a hard time. Literally anyone that stares at you or even dares smile at you, is giving your girlfriend a hard time.” Olivia chuckled softly.

Casey huffed a chuckle and shook her head. “That’s not true. Alex is not a jealous person.”

Elliot laughed as he leaned over Munch’s desk, crossing his arms as he looked at Casey. “I never thought you were an oblivious person, Case.”

“Did you not notice last time when Perez was devouring you with his stare? Alex got upset, she wrapped her arm around you and kissed you right in front of his face.”

Casey shrugged. “That’s something Alex always does. I mean, sure, she does it more than she usually does but that’s because she’s becoming comfortable with us being public.” She shook her head as she frowned. “Guys, you’re looking really into this. Alex is not a jealous person.”

“I’d say possessive.” Elliot shrugged. Olivia chuckled softly.

Casey rolled her eyes. “Right. You don’t know Alex like I do, behind all that ‘ice queen’ persona, she’s actually a really sweet and loving person. She’s cute. I don’t think she’s possessive nor jealous.”

“Whatever you say, Novak.” Olivia shrugged as she grinned, standing up again to grab her things. “Let’s go for some drinks and we’ll call the rest from there.”

“No need. We’re back.” Munch sighed as he walked with Fin.

“That bad?” Elliot frowned.

“Don’t even mention it to Cabot.” Fin murmured as he shook his head. “We’re not done yet but, it doesn’t seem that good. Recess until tomorrow afternoon.”

Olivia sighed as she looked at Casey. “Think your girlfriend will need a drink.”

Casey nodded as she looked back and noticed Alex walking to them, a serious look on her face. “Guys, why don’t you go ahead, and we meet you there?” Everyone agreed and grabbed their stuff, leaving both women alone. Casey offered a small smile and stood in front of Alex. “Hi.”

“Hi.” Alex sighed as she looked at Casey, offering a small smile. “I don’t know what’s going on.”

Casey kissed her forehead softly. “Let’s forget about it tonight. Let’s go for some drinks and we can go over your notes in the morning, yes?” She offered a small smile. “Or we can go home, I’ll do what you tell me.”

Alex smiled softly as she pecked her lips. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

Casey shrugged. “I definitely am.” She smiled. “So? What does my baby want?” She grinned.

Alex blushed slightly at her words, rolling her eyes playfully. She had always found it cringe whenever they called her baby, but Casey? She loved it. “Let’s go for some drinks.”

“Then we go.” Casey grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it. “C’mon. Drinks are on me.”

“Oh, so charming.” Alex chuckled softly.

Once at the bar, they all started randomly talking about stories of other cases they’ve done, funny stories, etc. Alex still felt a bit stressed about the whole thing but seeing her girlfriend laughing with the squad and telling her own stories, make her smile and even laugh a little. She knew everything she needed was to be with Casey and things would eventually get at least a little better, and she would be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy hanging out with the squad, they were her second family and even if they got under her nerves, they also got the best of her and relaxed Alex; she loved them, and that was everything she needed.

Eventually, after some drinks, Alex had also joined in with her own stories, earning hysterical laughs from everyone, they had gotten to the point where they were all a bit tipsy and whatever worry they had, it was entirely gone now. Casey noticed their drinks were now gone and she offered to pay for the next round, kissing Alex’s cheek and going to the bar and ordering a new round of drinks, leaning over the bar to wait for them. Alex was in conversation with Olivia and Elliot, but then she turned to look at her girlfriend and make sure she was alright or if she needed any help with the drinks, and that was enough to help her sober up a bit, feeling her blood boiling once again. She hated the fact that she was getting so used to feeling like this. It so happened that Trevor Langan had decided to go to the same bar as them and was now leaning over the bar talking to Casey. Alex took a deep breath as she finished her drink and tried to look away, knowing that Casey could handle it, she knew Casey didn’t like him, more so when she found out that he had tried to invite Alex out. But she couldn’t help but look back at them, wanting to wipe Langan’s smirk off his face.

“Hey, Fin, you think you can help with the drinks?” Alex turned to look at him with a smile on her face, standing up to walk to the bar followed by Fin.

Olivia turned in their direction and grinned. “Oh, I definitely wanna see this.”

Alex stood beside Casey and wrapped her arm around her waist, looking at Langan. “Langan. Long time no see.” She grinned.

“Alexandra Cabot. Likewise.” Trevor smiled. “I was just telling Casey that blonde really fits her well, didn’t really recognize her.” He looked at Casey and grinned.

“I’m outta here.” Fin whispered as he grabbed the drinks and went back to the table with the squad.

Casey rolled her eyes as she looked at Alex. “And I was telling him to back away, but he thinks he can get a date with me.” She looked back at him and raised her brow.

“Oh, you got no chance, bud. Haven’t you heard? Casey’s taken.” Alex grinned.

“Ah, c’mon, Alex. A date won’t hurt anyone.” Trevor shrugged. “If you want, you can join, I’m sure you regretted saying no to me now that I’m inviting Casey out.” He looked Casey up and down before he returned his eyes to Alex.

“Actually, Trevor. I am also taken. If you cannot put the puzzles together, I’ll help you out a bit. Casey is my girlfriend. So, I’d really appreciate it if you went back from where you came from.” Alex smirked as she tried to stay as calm as possible.

Trevor cleared his throat. “Oh. I didn’t know that. I’m- sorry. Have a nice night.” He smiled before he grabbed his drink and went back to his table.

Casey laughed softly as she turned to look at Alex. “I can’t believe he’s still trying. It’s like he wants to get with every-“

“Can you come to the bathroom with me?” Alex grabbed Casey’s hand and didn’t wait for an answer, pulling her with her and going to the bathroom, completely ignoring the looks from the squad.

Casey frowned once they were inside, turning to look at Alex who checked there was no one in the bathroom as she locked the door. “Alex?”

Alex turned to look at Casey and pushed her against the cold wall, crashing her lips against Casey’s in a searing but passionate kiss, making Casey gasp but reacted once Alex’s hands went to her waist to pull her impossibly closer to her. Casey wrapped her arms around Alex and deepened the kiss, moaning softly, giving Alex access to let her tongue explore Casey’s mouth, tasting the alcohol and the sweetness of Casey’s taste. They parted to catch their breathe but Alex left a trail of soft kisses from her cheek to her earlobe, nibbling it slightly and then down to the junction of her neck, making Casey buck her hips against Alex’s front and her hands burying in Alex’s hair. Alex proceeded to bite and suck on Casey’s sweet spot, earning another moan from Casey, making her smirk against her skin as she licked the bite. When she noticed Casey was almost trembling against her, she pulled away panting as she looked at Casey, getting some of Casey’s hair out of her face and kissing her forehead softly.

“W-What was that for?” Casey breathed out as she looked into blue eyes.

Alex chuckled darkly as she smirked. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now.”

Casey squinted her eyes as she grinned. “Right. So…it has nothing to do with Langan.” Biting her lip softly as she looked at Alex.

Alex leaned in again to kiss her, sucking on her bottom lip, and biting it softly. “I don’t know what you talking about.” Alex whispered softly as she let go of Casey’s waist, smirking and going to check herself in the mirror, fixing her hair.

Casey took a deep breath and finally moved to go to the mirror. She frowned as she looked at herself and gasped. “Alex! I don’t have any makeup to cover this up!”

Alex smirked as she looked at Casey. “Oh, I didn’t think it’d show up.” She winked at Casey before she walked to the door and unlocked it, walking out of the bathroom and leaving Casey behind.

Casey looked back in the mirror and huffed a laugh. “Possessive. Sounds about right.” She shook her head before she fixed her hair and tried to bottom up her shirt all the way to the top.

********************

Alex groaned as she dropped her briefcase on her desk and sat on her chair, running her hands through her hair as she leaned back into the chair. Weeks of working on this case for the asshole to get away with it for one simple mistake that wasn’t even the detectives or Alex’s fault. All those stressful days and nights working on this case for nothing, for them to break him free and no way to retrial. She felt the stress finally catching up and taking over her body as she tried to stretched but she felt nothing but pain and tension. She closed her eyes for a moment not sure of what she was supposed to do next. She could stay and try to figure out if she could retry this case or she could simply go home and accept her defeat, but both options honestly felt useless and wrong. She opened her eyes as she heard her door closing, looking up and seeing her girlfriend walking towards her, a sympathetic smile on her face.

“Hey.” Casey smiled as she pulled a chair and brought it to Alex’s side, sitting down and turning Alex’s chair so she was facing her. “You okay?”

Alex sighed softly. “Who called you?”

“Fin.” Casey shrugged. “He said he saw you really upset, wanted to make sure you were okay.”

Alex nodded. “I am okay. I just…really wish they could’ve put all evidence and the victims first. They let him walk and I don’t think I can do it again.”

Casey nodded as she grabbed Alex’s hand and kissed it softly. “We can talk to Liz, she can tell us what we can do, and I’ll be here to help.”

Alex smiled as she looked at Casey. “I know you will.” She sighed. “I think we can try again. We can go to Liz and ask for advice.”

“But don’t beat yourself up if Liz says you cannot do it again.” Casey grinned. “Then you and I can work on it.”

Alex huffed a chuckle. “Of course you’d offer that.”

“You know I can do it.” Casey grinned and leaned in to kiss Alex’s cheek. “Anything else in that pretty head of yours?”

Alex shrugged as she sighed, looking away. “I don’t think so.”

Casey raised her brow as she tilted her head. “You know, one of the interns went to my office today.”

Alex snapped her head up and looked at Casey. “What?”

“Yeah, he introduced himself since he didn’t have the chance last time I saw them. Said he had heard about me, and he was pretty interested in my way of working. Said he’d love to learn my techniques.” Casey smiled.

Alex nodded as she wetted her lips. “By that, he means, get in bed with you or work stuff?” She raised her brow.

Casey chuckled softly as she shook her head. “You’re a jealous person.”

Alex frowned. “Am not.”

“Baby, you literally just asked if he wants to get in bed with me or he was talking about work.” Casey raised her brow. “Last week at the bar, you took me to the bathroom and made sure to mark me, so everyone could see that I’m yours.” She grinned. “Not only do you get jealous, but you get possessive over me.”

Alex’s heart stopped at Casey’s words, clearing her throat as she shrugged. “I uh…I’m sorry I- I don’t know why I get like this, I just-“

“I kinda dig it.” Casey smirked.

Alex raised her brow. “You do?”

“Alexandra, you should know better than to get jealous of some random people. When you know that I’m yours.” Casey said as she stood up, sitting on Alex’s lap and wrapping her arms around Alex’s neck.

Alex’s breath hitched as she looked up at Casey. “I guess I was just afraid that you noticed that I was nothing special.”

“You’re wrong in that. Because you’re everything I ever wanted and more. You are something special, Alexandra Cabot. There is no denial of that.” Casey smiled as she leaned down to kiss her lips softly. “Do you think I also don’t get jealous whenever someone looks at you? But…I like to think that you really don’t have eyes for anyone else but me.” She grinned. “A bit cocky, but…am I wrong?” She asked against her lips, kissing her again.

Alex shook her head, pulling away enough to answer. “Not at all.”

Casey nodded, kissing her forehead softly. “Thought so.” She smiled. “Now, why don’t you let me help you relax? Get some stress off.”

Alex frowned again as she looked at Casey. “What are you talking about?”

Casey nibbled on her bottom lip as she moved to kneel down in front of Alex, getting under her desk and moving Alex’s chair again to have her in front of her. Alex’s breath hitched again as she felt Casey’s cold hands going under her skirt and moving it up enough for her to be able to pull her underwear down. Alex’s eyes filled with lust as she stared into green eyes, her eyes too full of lust.

“Casey…” Alex breathed out as Casey pulled down her underwear.

“Just relax, baby. And let me do my part.” Casey wetted her lips as she parted Alex’s legs.

Alex gasped softly and threw her head back as she felt Casey’s tongue licking all the way up from bottom to her clit, making Alex’s hips thrust against her and her hands burying in her hair, pulling her closer to her. Alex couldn’t help but moan louder than she wanted as Casey worked her way in her heat, pausing every now and then to bite her thighs and then diving back, licking and sucking. Her eyes closed for a moment as she threw her head back, Casey’s name leaving her mouth in small whimpers. But as she looked back up to look at Casey, she noticed a shadow walking in front of her windows, cursing under her breath and pulling softly on Casey’s hair, but Casey had other plans.

“Casey!” Alex whispered/yelled.

“Hey Alex.” Olivia said as she opened the door.

“H-Hi! Hey.” Alex tried to clear her throat as she looked at Olivia, offering a smile.

“Sorry, I just wanted to come check on you. Fin and Munch told us what happened back there.” Olivia said as she leaned over the door frame and crossed her arms.

“Oh, yeah. Uh…I mean…we did what we could and-“ she took a deep breath as she felt Casey’s fingers going inside her. “I-I think we tried everything we could.” She cleared her throat again. Pulling Casey’s hair to get her away but Casey sucked on her clit and pumped harder.

Olivia frowned but nodded. “ We did, and if you need any help, you know we’ll help you out.”

Alex nodded rapidly. “I know. Thanks.”

Olivia frowned again. “Are you feeling okay, Alex? You…seem weird.”

Alex sighed as she tried to hide the moan that wanted to leave her mouth. “Stress…getting to me. I uh…I think I’m getting a bit…a bit sick.”

“Do you want me to call Casey? Or I can take you home if you need to.”

“No! No, Casey-“ Alex gulped as she bit her lip. “Casey said she’d come. Any time soon now.”

Olivia nodded. “Alright then, I’ll leave you do your stuff.” She smiled softly. “Call if you need us.” She offered a final smile before she closed the door.

Alex followed Olivia with her eyes until she made sure she was completely out of sight and couldn’t help but moan loudly, her hand covering her mouth as her other hand pulled Casey’s head closer. “Case…I’m gonna come.” She breathed out as she looked down at Casey.

Casey bit her lip softly as she looked up at Alex. “Then come for me, and don’t look away.” She said in a rapier voice as her tongue darted out again to lick and suck on her clit.

Alex moaned Casey’s name heavily as she came undone, blue eyes never leaving green ones, her body shaking and thrusting into Casey’s face as Casey continued pumping her fingers and licking through until she finally calmed down. Alex thew her head back against the chair and whimpered as Casey licked her clean, pulling her fingers out slowly. She kissed Alex’s thighs before she pushed Alex’s chair to be able to move out of under the desk and stand up. She turned to make sure no one was near and looked back at Alex who was still panting heavily against the chair. Casey chuckled darkly as she leaned over the desk, Alex’s underwear hanging on her hand.

“Feeling better?” Casey smirked as she licked her fingers clean, moaning at the taste of Alex.

Alex left out a heavy breath as she shook her head. “You’re gonna pay for that.”

“Oh, am I?” Casey raised her brow as she tilted her head. “I just wanted to help you relax.”

“And you couldn’t wait until we got home.” Alex raised her brow as she sat down, making sure that she was stable enough to stand up.

Casey shrugged. “Maybe I wanted the whole office to hear you moan my name, so they know you’re mine.”

Alex chuckled softly as she stood up, pulling her skirt down and pressing her body against Casey’s. “I thought I was the possessive one.”

Casey shrugged. “Who said I can’t be? After all…you’re mine.” She fixed Alex’s glasses, proceeded to place her hand on Alex’s cheek and pulled for a kiss, her tongue swiping against Alex’s bottom lip asking for access.

Alex’s moaned at the taste of herself in Casey’s tongue, biting Casey’s bottom lip as she pulled away. “Guess I can’t object to that. I see why you dig it.” She smirked, kissing Casey’s nose.

“But hey…seriously talking now.” Casey smiled softly. “I only want you, Alexandra Cabot. I’m yours. And I’m not going anywhere.”

Alex smiled as she kissed Casey’s cheek. “Same goes to you, Casey Novak.” She pecked her lips softly and grinned. “Should we go home now so I can fuck you?” She bit her lip.

Casey smirked. “As you wish.” She moved once Alex backed away from her, both women grabbing their briefcase.

“Can I have my underwear back?” Alex looked at Casey.

“Oh. This is mine to keep.” Casey smirked as she put the underwear inside her briefcase.

Alex sighed as she shook her head. “You better remember to take it out when we’re home or you’ll be in serious trouble tomorrow.”

Casey laughed softly as Alex wrapped her arm around Casey’s waist, kissing her cheek and walking together to the door. Alexandra Cabot still had her doubts about being a jealous person, but she had to agree that she was a little possessive. But after all, Casey Novak was hers and only hers.

#casey novak x alex cabot #casey novak #alexandra cabot #alex cabot #calex #svu fic #svu #law and order svu

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Alexandra ‘Alex’ Cabot Masterlist

Mommy… Master List

Approach at your own risk… smut =* extra smutty =**

One Shots

Late Night Submission ~Cabenson*

Daddy’s Bunny ~Daddy!Alex Cabot xFem Bunny!Wife!Reader ~Holiday Bingo*

Not Without You ~Casey Novak xFem Wife!Reader (Olivia Benson x Alex Cabot) [MATURE]

You Go Too Fast for Me ~Dom!Rough!Alex Cabot xFem Sub!Lover!Reader*

She’s Been to Hell And Back ~S13!Alex Cabot xFem Wife!Reader(feat. Casey, Rita, Liz, Liv, & Amanda)[MATURE]

My Guardian Angel ~Broken!Rita Calhoun xFem Younger!Investigator!Reader (Liz Donnelly x Alex Cabot) feat. Rafael Barba & Olivia Benson

Taking It From the Best ~Mistress!Narcissa Malfoy x EarlySVU!Alex Cabot xFem Pet!Younger!Reader**

Evidence of Obedience ~Sub!Alex*

Suspension Tension*

Tell Me What You Need ~Inexperienced!Shy!Sub!Alex Cabot xFem Soft!Dom!Reader*

Oh and I take Requests, so hit me up with your ideas 😉 Requests & Prompt-List

#cissyenthusiast010155 Masterlist #Alex Cabot #alexandra cabot #alex cabot x reader #Alex Cabot smut #Alex Cabot fluff #Alex Cabot angst #Cabenson #Olivia benson x Alex Cabot #Alex Cabot x Olivia benson #Cabenson fanfiction #Cabenson x reader #Cabenson fic #stephanie march #conviction #law and order special victims unit #law and order svu #law and order fanfiction #law and order fic #law and order x reader #law & order #law & order svu #law & order special victims unit #svu #l&o svu #svu fic #svu x reader #svu fanfiction #SVU smut #svu fluff

[jordanstark007]

Calex Kids OneShot 1/6

OC Character ~ Atlas Cabot Novak

The Lawyer

Being held captive in a court room, during a rape and murder trial hadn’t exactly been on Atlas’ agenda for a bitter Thursday morning.

Neither had being shot, and yet, here she lay, her abdomen excreting copious amounts of blood as she attempted to slow the bleeding with her blazer.

William Walker, was a violent man, at least Atlas had deemed him so from the moment the squad had collared him, her was easily aggravated and near effortlessly provoked.

However no one including his own defence attorney had expected him to grab the gun of a court officer and hold a court of three dozen people hostage.

He’d already shot the trial Judge, and Atlas had crawled over to Liz Donnelly, her belt slipping from her waist as she attempted to create a tourniquet and stop the immense bleeding that poured from her shoulder.

“Atlas your bleeding.” The ADA grunted her hands still pressed against Liz’s shoulder,

“So are you Liz.” The judge attempted to bat away Atlas’ hands, but Atlas was a lot stronger than she’d anticipated, even after being shot.

“Yes in the shoulder, but the bastard shot you in the abdomen, take care of yourself I’m fine.” Atlas’ jaw clenched harshly, as she negated the flying arms of Judge Donnelly,

“And I’m sure the bench wouldn’t appreciate everybody’s favourite Judge dying from blood loss.” Liz scoffed,

“And your mothers will go mad if they find out you’ve been taking care of everyone but yourself.”

Outside on the steps of the courthouse just about everyone had been on the receiving end of two very aggravated lawyers and their aggression.

“Why the hell are we just stood out here, why aren’t you doing something!” Liv turned to Alex although she remained at an arms length away,

“Alex you and I both know they’re waiting for a hostage negotiator.”

The phone rang through the courtroom people flinching as it pierced through the silence. William glanced up panicked, glaring at the phone, until Atlas spoke up,

“This your first time taking people hostage Willy? That’s a hostage negotiator they want to know what your demands are so that everyone can leave here alive.” He nodded picking up the phone, while Atlas eyes the weapon of the second court officer that sat on the defence table away from the rest of the hostages of whom had all crowded on the opposite side of the courtroom, on the benches.

He was making his demands, when Atlas decided it was now or never, she was impatient perhaps it was a trait she’d inherited from her mothers but she lunged for the weapon while his back was turned, and four shots fired.

Across the phone she could distantly hear the commotion and if she heard it right she heard her Mama (Casey) shouting orders.

In a pool of her own blood, she crawled over to the phone, “Suspect down 3 GSW’s to the chest send a bus.”

She succumbed to unconsciousness after that, the beeping of the hospital monitors rousing her, a throbbing in her head coaxing a groan from dry lips.

“Turn that fucking thing off.” Casey chuckled standing at her daughters bedside, Alex combing a hand through Atlas hair,

“Welcome back monkey you scared us for a second there.” Atlas chuckled although winced at the weight in her chest and sharp pain that travelled through her abdomen,

“And I’d bet that you scared everyone else while we were in there.” Alex scoffed although Casey threw her a stare that said ‘really’

“We did no such thing.”

“Alex you made a patrolman cry.”

#alex cabot #law and order svu #casey novak #l&o svu #svu #calex #lgbtq #feral adas #feral detectives #oc #kids au

[baubeautyandthegeek]

Birthday Bingo Madness

Prompt related details: Family is designed to be vague to fit whatever you feel you want to write where Family Values is more fixed on who teaches their family things or people who taught your chosen character something. The Loose Rules: Submissions can be anything written for example : a ficlet, headcanons, drabbles, one shot, whatever you want.   Fics can be a ship, a reader insert, an OC, basically whatever you want. Any/all fandoms we share welcomed, but here’s some ideas; - FBI - CSI (All variants) - Law & Order (All variants) - Criminal Minds - Star Trek - Star Wars - Blue Bloods - NCIS - Dracula 2000 The     Firm Rules:         You must tag me @baubeautyandthegeek and use the hashtag #flickbirthdaybingo35     on each creation  Bingo     begins May 6th  And ends the same day a     year from now.  Please     only post one creation each day. And only one square per creation on each     board.  No     underage characters/readers/oc's in sexual or romantic situations please.  Anything     that gets to over 1000 words should be under a read more.  Please     use appropriate tags and trigger warnings  Ensure     trigger tags are also shown at the top of fics         Please do ask if you have any other questions

Prompts under the cut if you can’t see the boards:

My Current Top 35 Characters: 1. Elle Greenaway 2. Emily Prentiss 3. Erin Strauss 4. JJ Jareau 5. Penelope Garcia 6. Alex Blake 7. Kate Callahan 8. Tara Lewis 9. Ashley Seaver 10. Kate Joyner 11. Katie Cole 12. Clara Seger 13. Abi Borin 14. Holly Snow 15. Hollis Mann 16. Jenny Shepard 17. Kate Todd 18. Abby Scuito 19. Kasie Hines 20. Sarah Porter 21. Alex Cabot 22. Casey Novak 23. Melinda Warner 24. Kim Greylek 25. Dani Beck 26. Connie Rubirosa 27. Serena Southerlyn 28. Alex Eames 29. Serena Stevens 30. Zoe Callas 31. Megan Wheeler 32. Jackie Curatola 33. Erin Reagan 34. Isobel Castille 35. Marisol Delko 35 Smut Prompts: 1. Daddy Kink 2. Mommy Kink 3. Spanking 4. Breathplay 5. Lingerie 6. Choking 7. Consensual Somnophilia 8. Biting 9. Marking 10. Collaring 11. Scratching 12. Vibrators 13. Strap-Ons 14. Tied Down 15. Cuffed Down 16. Mild Flogging 17. Begging 18. Body Worship 19. Dirty Talk 20. Praise Kink 21. First Time Together 22. Virginity 23. Light Whipping 24. BDSM 25. Dom/Sub Dynamics 26. Alpha/Omega Dynamics 27. Fingering 28. Oral 29. Professor/Student Kink 30. Uniforms 31. Suit Kink 32. Blindfolds 33. Temperature Play 34. Delayed Orgasm 35. Multiple Orgasms 35 Random Prompts: 1. Vampire AU 2. Werewolf AU 3. Hurt/Comfort 4. Losing A Child 5. Losing A Loved One 6. First Kiss 7. Workplace Romance 8. Soulmate AU 9. College/School AU 10. Model/Photographer AU 11. “I miss you” 12. “I thought I’d lost you” 13. “Please come home.” 14. “Marry me?”

15. Gunshot Wounds

16. “Why are you bleeding?”

17. “Kiss me!”

18.  Secret Romance AU

19. Celebrity AU

20. First Fight

21. “Bring the fucking fight box… I’m not losing you over this.”

22. Polyamory

23. Poison

24. Crying

25. Movie Night

26. Family Values

27. Family

28. Birthday Party

29. “Birthday Girl”

30. Wedding

31. “My wife…. Still not over that.”

32.  Honeymoon

33.  Sickfic

34.  Accidental Baby/Pet Aquisition

35. “What did I tell you about breaking the law???” “I didn’t…”

#birthday bingo #flickbirthdaybingo35

[svu-barisi]

Sonny's Gift Wrapping Fiasco 2023

Compliant with my fanfic novel. The final version will appear on AO3 soon. This is an excerpt from an upcoming chapter that is a dream Rafael is having...enjoy some absurd craziness and an ending of smut.

Summary:

Rafael and Sonny are spending the day before Christmas (their first Christmas as parents of triplets [Raúl, Peter, and Emilina]) at their respective office parties at the DA's office and the precinct. Whether it's the Christmas Party at the precinct or at the DA's office, out shopping, or at Barisi's apartment, Sonny creates gift wrapping mayhem everywhere they go. Rafael seems to be the most frequent victim.

Despite Sonny Carisi being from a huge family and being the very domesticated type, Rafael learns his husband's dark secret concerning the holidays.

Will they get their kids' gifts wrapped before Christmas morning?

Will there be anyway to salvage the holidays?

Did Casey spike the eggnog with more than just alcohol?

Duh

Duh

Duh

---

At the Christmas Party at the SVU DA's Office, Novak had slipped some of her boss's Scotch into the eggnog (which she did well aware that Barba had been watching her pour it in the punch bowl). Normally, Barba would have been furious, but it was Christmas. Plus, he knew that someone was bound to gift him a new bottle today or tomorrow, so it wouldn't be an issue. After exchanging smirks, he approached Novak and ladled them both a shot glass of eggnog. Barba and Novak clinked their glasses 🥂 together and toasted to a slower holiday period (which never would happen, but they could wish, right?).

A few minutes later, Barba noticed that the gift exchange had started. He really didn't know what he and his husband got anyone, he was just relying on Carisi's expert knowledge of people hoping that they had got their assigned people something nice. Otherwise, he'd have to make it up to them later.

Barba had been standing next to Carmen as she unwrapped a gift, and that's when it happened. Before he knew it, he was staring at red and he heard his husband's voice apologizing.

"Sorry Rafi!"

Must have had too much eggnog already, Barba thought to himself.

After fumbling through the tangle of a ribbon, Carisi notified everyone that he, "Found Barba!"

Barba put his shot glass of eggnog down on Carmen's desk. He had no idea how he missed getting wrapped up a ribbon like a gift.

---

The holiday party at the DA's office was immediately followed by the one at the precinct. Barba was feeling slightly unnerved and a little off his game being caught up in the ribbon fiasco at the DA's office. On the way to the precinct, Barba had given a lot of consideration as to how he had missed the events leading up to be tangled up in gift ribbon. He had decided that Novak may have put too much alcohol in the eggnog. He was considering laying off of the alcohol, but he didn't want to be a downer, so he opted to only have one shot of something that he was accustomed to; the Scotch Benson kept in her office just for him and their after hours chats.

Carisi's attempt at gift exchanging with some fellow squad members, Amaro and Rollins, somehow resulted in more mayhem that somehow sucked his husband in, too.

Again? Barba thought in astonishment.

Carisi apologized, "Sorry, Sweetheart!"

I am not this drunk. How does this keep happening? He was just giving Amanda gifts for her girls. How? What the...? Barba thought as he stepped out of the ribbon. He was now committed to not consuming any more alcohol today. He laid his shot glass down on Fin's desk.

Now Carisi had Amaro and Huang cornered. At least he'll be giving them their gifts at home, Barba thought in a sense of both sarcasm and relief.

Then mayhem happened yet again.

I didn't even see any fuckin' gifts this time! Where is all this ribbon coming from? Barba wondered as he found himself fighting his festive red restraints. It doesn't even match my tie! The indignity...the injustice! After dropping the ribbon to the floor, he thought, maybe Casey spiked the eggnog at the office with more than just my Scotch. He felt so horribly confused.

Carisi apologized, "Sorry again, Rafi."

Minutes later, it happened yet again. Amaro, Rollins, and he had fallen victim to the festive ribbon again. At least Barba was not gagged by the ribbon this time, but Rollins was.

"Sorry 'Manda!" Carisi apologized.

The party at the precinct didn't last much longer. Before everyone started parting ways for the evening, lots of photos were taken. While posing for a group photo with some of the squad, Barba heard his husband's voice again.

"Sorry Captain!" Carisi apologized.

Muffled by the ribbon, Benson replied, "It's okay, Carisi. It's...uh...festive."

Fin groaned despite the smile on his face.

What the fuck? There were no gifts! Where did the fuckin' ribbon come from this time? Barba wondered.

---

On the way home, Barba and Carisi had stopped off at a store to pick up the last few gifts that they had on layaway. They were walking to the subway when Barba felt himself being pulled close to his husband.

"Sorry, Rafi."

"Eh, at least you're keeping me warm." Barba thought that Carisi was just trying to be romantic in a holiday way while prolonging the joke of however he kept managing to be captured in gift ribbon alive.

Barba laughed it off and they continued home.

---

At Barisi's Apartment:

The other couple were already at home. Huang and Amaro volunteered to help Carisi wrap Barisi's triplet's presents. Barba was sipping at a mug of hot cocoa when heard, "Sorry George."

Barba looked up and sure enough, Amaro and Huang were both tangled up in gift ribbon with Huang being the gagged one this time. What the fuck?

Amaro and Huang ditched Carisi's Gift Wrapping Armageddon in favor of making dinner. When they went into the kitchen to prepare dinner, Rafael took over trying to help Carisi, who was absolutely adamant about wrapping his own children's gifts. Barba wasn't going to take away such a cherished task from his husband, but he was going to help or this would not be done before their children outgrew Santa.

Again, Barba was blindsighted despite knowing it was bound to happen.

"Sorry, Rafi!"

"Por favor, por el amor de dios (Please, for the love god), tell me that your parents helped you wrap your siblings gifts."

"Nah. They sort of saw it as free childcare as long as no one else got tangled up in the ribbons with me."

"I was talking about even as an adult."

"So was I. Until we started dating, it was still free child care for them."

"Bless your parents."

Another gift wrap attempt later, it happened again and again Barba had gotten gagged by the ribbon.

"Sorry, Rafi, but I think I'm starting to get the hang of this," Carisi said.

"Don't fall for it Rafael!" Amaro called from the kitchen.

Carisi was about to lower his husband's festive gag when he asked, "How about I just apologize now before we wrap all of these? Think a hundred times will be enough?"

"How many more fuckin' gifts can there be?"

"Well, technically, we haven't wrapped a single one yet and we do have triplets, so a lot."

Screw not drinking. I don't have the patience for this. Barba sighed and then said, "At least let me get a shot of Scotch before the next attempt."

"Like you could do any better!"

"Watch me!"

Carisi huffed playfully and walked away.

Barba had nearly wrapped the first gift when suddenly Carisi appeared and it happened yet again!

Intertwined tightly with his husband, Carisi gazed into Barba's eyes with the I told you so expression on his face.

"It would have worked if you would have stayed in the kitchen. Mi amor, you're just cursed by the holiday spirit."

"Fuck you!" Carisi said in a somewhat seductive whisper making Barba smirk at the implication. "At least we can grind."

"Just get us to the bedroom and then you can unwrap all of me," Barba said, his words going straight to Carisi's dick.

Carisi got so excited by the sexual invitation that he fumbled and knocked them both over.

*Thud*

*Curses from two entangled grown men on the floor*

*Sounds of three babies crying a few rooms away*

"Nick and I got them!" Huang called from the kitchen.

"Thanks!" Carisi called back.

Still on the floor, Carisi frantically freed his arms and unraveled the ribbon and bows from him and his husband. He immediately tugged Barba's sweatpants and boxer briefs off and then removed his own sweatpants and boxers.

"Not in the living room," Barba complained despite instinctively spreading his legs for his husband. Just as the ribbon had kept surprising him all day, Carisi's fingers were suddenly inside of him. "Fuck!"

"Don't worry. When we hear the crying die down, we'll wrap things up."

"Ha ha, very funny. Sonny, we haven't even got a single one of their presents wrapped yet!" Barba protested as he felt Carisi's tip at his hole.

"Don't worry, Sweetheart. We've still got eight hours," Carisi said as he plunged forward causing Barba to gasp.

They could be caught by the other couple. They could be caught by ANY of the three other couples living with them. Where are they anyhow? Barba wondered, but Carisi delivering a jolt to his prostate short-circuited what was left of Barba's brain and he no longer cared. For all he cared, all the couples could walk in on them having sex and he wouldn't mind. Barba wrapped his legs around Carisi pulling him closer and urging him to keep going despite his once rational brain's protest, but much to his throbbing dick's approval.

Carisi set a grueling pace as he took custody of his partner's hot cock. The couple got lost in each others' eyes as they made passionate love. Carisi still managed to get themselves wrapped in a tangle of ribbons laying on the floor, but nothing even remotely neat or bow-like. They rolled over the wrapping paper swapping positions for only a minute before Carisi rolled Barba back to the floor. Ten minutes later they were both covered in cum and are recovering on the floor nestled against each other.

"You just had to trip us and prevent us from making it to our comfortable king-sized bed, didn't you? This is going to hurt like hell in the morning," Barba complained.

"I love you, too, Rafi."

"Te amo, tambien." After a quick kiss, Barba added, "Despite the fact that you can't wrap gifts." Carisi playfully smacked Barba in retaliation. "Lucky for me, you are a much more competent lover than a gift wrapper."

Carisi smiled, but then he suddenly realized, "Fuck! They aren't crying anymore!"

Barba and Carisi scrambled to their feet collecting their underwear and sweatpants from the floor. Carisi managed to get tangled up in the ribbon yet again, but Barba somehow managed to keep the detective from falling.

"Let's get a quick shower!" Barba suggested as he fled the room.

Carisi, who was quick to follow, said, "We'll have hot cocoa afterwards!"

Huang and Amaro were standing at the corner of the living room staring in disbelief at what they had just caught a glimpse of. It was more than a glimpse, though. They had actually seen the couple laying and recovering from their orgasms before they had fled the living room.

Amaro finally managed, "We should wrap their kids' gifts while they're in the shower."

"Yeah. Although, we probably should use the gift wrap from our closet," Huang advised.

"Good call," Amaro agreed looking at the soiled and crinkled gift wrap on the floor. Then the detective added, "You know, we could have thrown some glitter on them, too."

Huang laughed and remarked, "The ultimate gift."

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Thirty minutes later, Barba and Carisi had returned to the living room wearing matching fleece pajama pants and t-shirts. Huang and Amaro were patiently sitting on one of the loveseats, each holding a mug of eggnog in their hands. There were two more mugs waiting on the coffee table near the other loveseat.

Barba and Carisi slowly took their seat on the next loveseat and began sipping at their mugs. They both slowly surveyed the living room which was now lit by only the lights on the Christmas tree. There were nearly thirty now-wrapped gifts under the tree. The mess of soiled and crinkled gift wrap paper and the tangled ribbons had been disposed of.

Finally, Huang said, "Rafael, for being such an intelligent man, Harvard-educated at that, you are so stupid."

Barba looked up from his mug and asked in a tone of indignation, "What?"

"No one is that hopeless of a holiday wrapper. He was trying to lure you into sex," Amaro contributes.

Barba looked to Carisi. "What? You did that on purpose? All of that? All day?"

Carisi shrugged. "It worked."

Barba put his hand to his forehead, but then he panicked as he realized, "Wait! What? You saw us?" he asked the other couple.

"Every last detail," Huang answered calmly, quietly, matter of factly, as he struggled to take a very controlled-seeming sip.

"Well, just from the waist down," Amaro quips.

"Nick suggested covering your dicks in glitter," Huang added.

"I didn't say those exact words," Amaro refuted.

Carisi was amused and wearing a grin, but Barba's cheeks are ablaze with embarrassment.

"So, are you two interested in a threesome or foursome?" Carisi joked.

Amaro and Huang playfully look at each other as if they were actually considering the invitation causing all four of them to start laughing, even the embarrassed DA.

"Why don't we go somewhere more comfortable," Carisi suggested in a seductive tone continuing the joke, but when he looked at his husband, Barba was already on his feet and extending his hand to Carisi.

"Is this really happening?" Amaro asked as he and Huang stood up.

"Suppose there is nothing wrong with experimenting. I was too busy at Harvard studying to find the time to...experiment," Barba said casually.

"He's fuckin' with you," Huang told Amaro.

"It's the holidays and there is eggnog," Barba refuted.

"Raf?" Carisi asked now looking at Barba in perplexed astonishment. Carisi had had his fill of sexual experimentation in his college days (and they were fun), but he was madly in love with his husband who didn't seem like the type to experiment. He had only been kidding when he mentioned the idea to the other couple.

"I'd like to try it. We're all adults and if we all consent--" Barba began.

"I consent!" Amaro and Huang exclaimed in unison.

"Wow, uh sure," Carisi said sounding completely and utterly unsure.

"And since they wrapped the gifts, we do owe them a thank you," Barba tried to convince Carisi.

"Ah, you're not fuckin' with 'em. You're fuckin' with me, aren't you?" Carisi asked suspiciously.

Barba shook his head. "It's cute that you would think that, but I'm serious." Barba turned to the other couple, "But it has to stay about consent. Anyone doesn't like something, it stops. No questions. Got it?"

Amaro and Huang agreed.

As the couples began walking towards Barisi's bedroom (because they all knew they had the bigger bed), Carisi asked, "Rafi?"

Barba pressed a kiss to Carisi's cheek. "I'm absolutely sure."

#raul esparza #rafael barba #sonny carisi #peter scanavino #rauleesparza #dominick carisi #barisi svu #barisi #svubarisi #barisisvu #bd wong #george huang #nick amaro #danny pino

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Casey Novak x autistic fem!reader Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI. Graphic sex, oral, fingering, language, homophobia, homophobic slurs. Word count: 2,443 "Onions and relish!?" you observed, watching Casey scoop condiments onto a ballpark hot dog. Your face screwed up. "Gross."

"I've got highbrow taste," Casey retorted, glancing at yours. "And you shouldn't talk. Ketchup and mustard? Are you five?"

"It's a classic," you argued, both pushing your way through the crowded line of Yankees fans waiting for their own ballpark snacks.

You returned to your seats, up in the nosebleeds along with a scattering of other die-hard baseball fans, the humming of a summertime crowd and the buzzing of the lights wrapping around you like a blanket. You heard the crack of a bat, and both you and Casey froze, watching the field.

"Yes!" you yelled, pumping your fist in the air as your team–the Cardinals–drove in another run. "Fuckin' Redbirds!"

Normally, you'd be a lot more self-conscious about drawing attention to yourself in a crowd like this–almost exclusively Yankees fans, including your girlfriend. When the Yankees weren't playing the Cardinals, you wore some of Casey's Yankees gear and cheered them on with her. But the Cardinals? They'd been your family's team for generations. You'd grown up on Pujols and Molina and Wainwright, and you were nothing if not loyal. But in this crowd, you stood out amongst the black-and-white like a red thumb. Casey had looked embarrassed, and you'd worried for a moment that she really was bothered by your vocal support of the away team.

"Am I embarrassing you?" you'd asked.

"Yes."

"In a bad way?"

Casey looked at you and smiled at your serious expression. "No, honey. Like, embarrassing but it's endearing. Does that make sense?"

You thought about it for a moment. "I think so. You would tell me if I was bad embarrassing?"

"I would," she confirmed, patting your hand.

It was one of your favorite things about Casey that she was so patient when you misread or didn't understand social cues. She never made fun of you. She always explained, and she always reassured you when you were afraid you'd done something wrong.

But this time it was definitely Casey who had done something wrong. You watched her shove a bite of hot dog into her mouth, beautifully messy, as always when she wasn't at work.

"Your whole mouth is gonna taste like pickles for the rest of the night," you muttered, taking a bite of your own hot dog.

She looked at you, smirking. "And why are you so concerned about my mouth, huh?"

You blushed. "No reason..."

"Mmhm." She took another bite, smug, then grasped your chin, pulling you to her for a kiss. Her lips were salty with sweat, and she smelled like the ballpark dust and the leather of her glove. She was intoxicating, but then you always felt lightheaded when Casey kissed you. Something about the stadium lights and the summer heat just made you that much more dazed.

"That's fuckin' hot," you heard someone say behind you. You shrank and glanced back, Casey's hand squeezing yours protectively. Two men, unshaven, with beers to go with their beer bellies, leered at you from the row behind.

"Nobody asked you, asshole," Casey shot back, flipping him off. You avoided eye contact with them, trying to make yourself smaller. Having grown up in the south, you'd been in enough unsafe situations because of your sexuality that your go-to defense was to ignore and hide. Casey's was not. She was tall and strong, and she'd grown up with absolute confidence in who and what she was.

Your nostrils flared in disgust as one of the men licked his lips, raking his eyes up and down Casey's body.

"What's a hot piece like you doing with a dyke? You oughta let a real man take you for a spin."

Casey stood and pushed him–hard. The man reeled, sloshing his beer all over his front. "You better shut your fucking mouth or I'll shut it for you," she growled.

The man's arm shot out, grabbing Casey by the back of her head. He dug his fingers into her hair to pull her closer. "That's okay, honey," he said. "I like 'em feisty."

Any fear you had dissipated into white hot anger as you watched, as if in slow motion. You, however, were not stuck in slow motion. Without thinking, you lunged forward, grabbed the man's wrist, and wrenched it back until he squealed. You shoved Casey behind you.

"Get your fucking hands off her!" you spat, puffing yourself up as you stood between him and your girlfriend. Which, considering your diminutive height, probably didn't do a whole lot to deter him.

Your teeth clenched and your whole body buzzed with rage. It took a lot to make you angry, but you were spitting angry now. All you knew was that no one–no one–was going touch Casey on your watch.

The man laughed, knocking your cap off your head with a swipe of his finger. "And what are you gonna do about it, Tiny Tim? Or should I say Tiny Tina?"

Without warning and, for once, without considering the consequences, you slammed your first into his groin as hard as you could which, considering you played softball, was pretty damn hard. It was a perk of your height that you were at the optimal angle to punch someone in the dick.

The man doubled over, coughing, and spilled the rest of his beer. "Fuckin' dykes," he muttered. He motioned to his friend, cupping his balls, and they sidled off. Probably looking for another section to harass women in.

You let out a shaky breath and turned to face Casey, your heart beating rapidly as the adrenaline faded and the nerves returned.

"Are you okay?" you asked, frantically looking her over, placing a gentle hand at the back of her head where the man had grabbed her.

You hardly noticed Casey watching you, biting her lip. You were too concerned with making sure she was safe and unharmed. As you rambled, checking her hands and neck and hair and face for any signs of hurt, Casey stared.

Finally, she interrupted you. "Y/N."

You stopped and made yourself meet her eyes.

"I think we should go." She looked at you pointedly.

You face fell. "Oh, love. I'm so sorry. We can go home if it'll make you feel better."

"No, that's not why."

A look of confusion crossed your face.

"We should go home because we have things to do."

You furrowed your eyebrows. "I don't understand what you're saying, Casey."

She stepped closer, placing your hat back on your head and her arms on your shoulders. Her expression was self-satisfied as she leaned in, so close you could feel her breath, and whispered into your ear.

"Y/N," she breathed. "I need to do things. To you. Now."

"Oh," you said, the realization hitting you. "Oh my god. Okay."

You started gathering your things, then stopped and glanced at her. "From this? Really?"

"Y/N," she said, cheeks already flushed. "Don't make me wait. I'm gonna have a hard enough time making it home."

You tried to hide the mixture of shock and excitement on your face as you left the stadium, walking by the now abandoned concession stands and into the quiet parking lot.

"What's the alternative?" you asked her as you climbed into the driver's seat.

"What?"

"To making it home. You said you were gonna have a hard time making it home. But, like, where else would we–"

You were cut off by Casey's lips on yours, her breath hot and desperate as she grabbed your collar. She slid her tongue into your mouth, her teeth clacking against yours as she surged toward you, pushing for more.

When you separated, you both breathed heavily. Casey's face was flushed with lust. "If it were up to me," she said, leaning back in the seat. "I would've fucked you in the ballpark bathroom. I'd take you right here in the car. But I know that's not your style, so for the love of god..." Her eyes bored into you. "Drive."

Usually a slow driver, you made it back to Casey's apartment in record time. And, true to her word, Casey did have a hard time making it to the apartment, stopping at every chance she got–stoplights, outside the car door, in the elevator, the hallway–to kiss your neck, your mouth, undoing buttons of your Cardinals jersey as you went. Her hands slipped inside your shirt whenever you stopped for so much as a second.

When she finally got you into her bedroom, she was ravenous, tugging your clothes off and tossing them to the side with a singular focus. Her eyes were glazed and her face red as she struggled with your bra clasps.

"Fucking hell," she muttered, her fingers fumbling.

"Jesus, Casey," you said, reaching back to do them for her. "Calm down."

She groaned, letting her eyes rove over your now nude body, pushing you gently but forcefully on your back. She pecked you on the lips, then took your bottom lip between her teeth. You gasped, filled with both pain and pleasure. When she let you go, she was grinning.

"I'm gonna make you feel so..." She kissed your neck. "Fucking." Your collarbone. "Good." She lowered herself over you and pressed her mouth into yours, breathing you in, letting her tongue roam freely.

You moaned, arching your back. "Don't hold back on me now," she growled, leaving bite marks down your neck and across your chest. Usually quiet, you gave yourself permission to make some noise. After all, it drove Casey crazy.

"Fuck, Casey," you whined as she swirled her tongue across your nipples, first one and then the other, her hands pressing just above your hips. You writhed into her, squirming for more, your center already sopping wet.

"Tell me what you want," Casey said, trailing her tongue from your chest down to your stomach.

You struggled against her hands, pressing you into the bed. "Come on," you complained, nearly begging.

"Tell me," Casey said again, more forcefully, her fingers grazing over your clit.

You saw stars. "Fuck me."

Casey chuckled, her low voice vibrating against your already swollen clit. "That's my girl."

You gasped as she sucked your clit between her lips, swishing her tongue back and forth, back and forth. Her arms pinned your thighs in place, holding your writhing body tight. You heaved and moaned as you pushed Casey's head into your center. Her hair was soft and damp with sweat under your fingers, and you felt desperate for her as you chased your high.

She waited until you were nearly bursting, your breath hitching and your back arched against her, then pulled quickly away, wiping her mouth.

You gasped frantically. "What the fuck, Casey!?"

"Shh," she commanded, crawling back up your body and grabbing your chin. She straddled your hips, her own soaked center resting over yours.

"Casey, please," you begged, your eyes fluttering shut, the need of her flooding you.

"Don't close your eyes, honey. Look at me."

You huffed but opened your eyes, staring defiantly into hers, green and hungry and lustful.

She held your face still with one hand, then crept back down your body with the other. You let out a moan, squirming.

"Now arch your back for me," she said, the heel of her palm pressing hard into your clit.

Your body nearly exploded with the sensation, and you thrust into her with everything you had. You grabbed at Casey, pulling her into you, elated to know that she was using you, too, unable to put off her own pleasure any longer.

Your breath came faster and faster, your body jerking into Casey as Casey thrust toward you. You watched each other, both on the brink of losing control. Casey moaned, shutting her eyes briefly before squeezing your chin and staring at you.

"Now," she said.

And that one word was all it took. Your body shook against Casey's, your hips riding into her again and again, desperate for the friction as you moaned. She did the same, her nails digging into the skin at the top of your throat as she rode out her own orgasm. It felt like the two of you were hurtling across space, starbursts and supernovas and whole galaxies flashing inside you as you held onto one another. You quivered against her as the fireworks dissipated, spent and sweaty and heaving.

Casey grinned and planted kisses across your collarbone, counting. "One. Two. Three..."

You laughed and groaned. "Casey," you protested.

She'd discovered early on that, if she timed it right, she could make you come indefinitely. The only thing that stopped her was you getting overstimulated.

"Twenty-two," she finished and, once again, pressed the heel of her hand into your clit, harder and harder until she had you ready again, your hands grasping the bedsheets.

Your orgasm washed over you again, like a wave this time, pouring over you from head to toe.

Casey started in again, this time with her lips at the back of your knees. "One. Two..."

By the fifth round, you were nearly delirious, and Casey was salivating.

"Casey," you groaned, your body still pressing into her hand, almost against your will. "It's too much."

"Come on, sweetheart," she said, kissing you roughly. "Give me one more."

She continued grinding her hand into you, meshing her lips with yours, her tongue roving. Your breath caught and you moaned into her mouth, your orgasm taking you over one final, quaking time.

Casey cradled your head in the crook of her arm as you continued to shake, finally letting you relax.

"Thank you," she whispered, peppering your face with kisses.

You scrunched your nose. "For what? Letting you beat your record?"

"Well, that, too." She chuckled, deep and throaty, then brushed your sweaty bangs out of your face. "For protecting me. From that asshole."

You turned to her and tucked her hair behind her ear, running your thumb across her eyebrow.

"I would die before I let someone hurt you." Your voice was so quiet that, had anyone else been in the room, even they wouldn't have been able to hear. But you did. And Casey did.

She looked at you for a moment, then leaned down and kissed your forehead, hard and purposeful.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you, too."

You lost yourself in her arms for a bit as she ran a hand absentmindedly through your hair.

"We should go to more baseball games," Casey mused after a while.

You laughed. "Only if there's no relish involved."

"Deal."

#casey novak #casey novak x reader #casey novak one shot #casey novak drabble #casey novak smut #law and order svu #svu #neurodivergent #autistic #casey novak x autistic reader #x autistic reader #casey novak fanfic

[storiesofsvu]

Safe With Me

Warnings: Language, nightmares, brief mention of slight assault/talk of the svu job

Casey x Fem!Reader

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SVU had caught wind of a major sex trafficking ring, the squad had spent the better part of a month connecting the dots, filling in the blanks and trying to find a way in. Eventually they made a bust at a smaller party with a couple of girls and a pimp, Olivia ended up making the deal that if they cooperated, worked with the squad in an undercover type op for their upcoming party that she wouldn’t make any arrests that night. It was then that the pimp agreed, taking a leering look over at you, saying he’d only be okay with it if you were there as a Madam. You gave a scoff, rolling you eyes, but giving Liv a nod of agreement. As you made your way out of the interrogation room, you found both Fin and A.D.A. Casey Novak on the other side of the glass.

“An undercover op? Seriously?” Casey was the first to speak, her voice full of hostility.

“It’s the best option we have counsellor.” Oliva replied, “They’re willing to work with us and this way we can get the most arrests, and help those girls get out of the ring.”

“These guys are dangerous!” Casey shot back, “Are you sure this is the right idea? Your team could be at risk, is there any other way we can do this?”

“Casey…” Olivia started, “My team has done this a million times before, and they’ll do it a million times again, everything will be safe, and it will be by the book.” She gave a small hand gesture as her phone went off, leaving the room to just you and the A.D.A who turned to you with a look of concern and fire in her eyes.

“Case…” Your hand stroked at her forearm, “Everything will be fine, I need to do my job and this is the best shot we have at busting the ring.” Casey let out a heavy sigh, her forehead dropping against yours for a soft moment, relishing in the privacy of the room.

“I know…” She took the moment to kiss your lips softly. You gained eye contact with her, hands cupping her cheek

“Baby please, you know I’ll be fine, and the team will be right there in the van if something goes left field. Please. We need to break this case.” Casey huffed, nearly rolling her eyes before looking at you.

“Fine.” She kissed you softly, “But please, let me know the instant you feel like something is going south.”

“Of course my love.” You managed to give her cheek a quick kiss before Benson popped back into the room with more details on the case, calling you back to duty.

You and Casey hadn’t managed to disclose yet, despite your relationship having been going on for longer than a usual one. Though you weren’t sure about how your office, or the DA’s office would react to you being together, you always kept things professional, no one that worked with either of you knew you were dating. As much as you loved her, you both kept things silent.

**

Casey was adamant on being in the van during the night of the bust, much to Olivia’s surprise, she usually wasn’t particular on being on the crime scene, but she was fighting for this. She watched with caution as you stepped out of the black SUV, clad in a skimpy pink dress and heels that you defintely didn’t own.

You made your way upstairs with a mix of UC’s and working girls, just to make things seem legit, Fin was already in the room as you entered. You gave a quick nod to the pimp, a smirk on your lips as you and the girls moved through the house. The party began as normal, a flow of different groups moving throughout the house.

As the party progressed you did your best to observe the night, keeping an eye on everyone, half of the guests were still in the living room, girls grinding against their laps. The other half were down the hallway, taking an unfair advantage of some girls. You were doing your best to keep things under control, roaming down the hall of the house, making sure no one was going further than the girls had agreed.

You were so focussed on the girls that you didn’t notice the shadow behind you, the way the hand closed over your mouth, shoving you into one of the empty bedrooms, the moment his hand wrapped around you, you freaked, doing your best to fight him off. The instant you were able to rip his hand off your mouth you screamed your go word, knowing your mic was still in play, your body shaking at the way his hands groped at your body. He shoved you up against the wall, your forehead colliding with the plaster as he pinned your hands behind you. You cursed the shortness of the dress, feeling his fingers swiftly creep much higher than you were okay with. Just as he was about to cup your heat you heard Fin’s voice yell out, dragging the guy off you.

“You okay?” He asked as he cuffed the perp.

“Yeah.” You shook out of it, hand tentatively wiping at your forehead, not surprised to find a small amount of blood on your fingers. Fin tugged the perp up from the ground, shoving him off to a uni.

“C’mon, we need to get you checked out.”

“Fin I said I’m fine.”

“Yeah and Novak’s gonna have my balls if I don’t make sure you get looked at.” He smirked at your baffled response. Though you weren’t horribly surprised, Fin was your partner after all, and if anyone was gonna figure it out, it would’ve been him. Begrudgingly, you made your way down to the paramedics, not surprised when Olivia was quick to send you home after double checking that you were indeed okay.

**

Despite being happy to have been let off early, you were a little rattled coming home to a dark empty apartment. Giving a heavy sigh you headed for a long hot shower, trying to get the feeling of the freak’s hands off you. You wrapped yourself in one of Casey’s old Harvard tshirts, tugging on a pair of pyjama shorts before pouring yourself a much too large glass of wine and settling into the couch with some mindless tv show. You knew Casey wasn’t about to be home anytime soon with the number of people they’d managed to collar, she’d have to start striking deals, getting people to flip to get better information.

It was nearly three hours later when you heard the sound of key’s clinking in the hallway, the sudden noise made you jump, head shooting towards the entrance way. Casey instantly took in the worried look on your face, concern etching through hers.

“You okay baby?” The soft voice came from the door as she shut and locked it, hanging her coat and dropping her bag on the small table.

“Yeah..” You muttered, “Just..been a long day….” You took a large gulp of wine, swallowing more than you normally would. She gave a soft sigh, moving through the apartment to your side, softly dropping down on the couch beside you. Instinctively you lightly fell against her, curling into her side while her arm wrapped around you, lips gently meeting your head.

“Mmkay…” She murmured, making sure you were snug against her, letting you decompress for another few episodes of tv before she spoke again. “You still riled up, or are you ready for bed?”

“Bed’s probably a good idea.” Sitting up you stretched out your tight body, trying to roll out the tenseness your anxiety had crept into your muscles.

Casey followed you into the bedroom, giving your head a soft kiss as you curled under the blankets before she quickly got ready for bed. You felt her body wrap around yours from behind, tugging you tightly against her, murmuring a soft ‘I love you’ agaisnt your skin that you returned before drifting off.

**

To say you were having a good sleep would be the farthest thing from the truth. Images from the evening flip booked their way through your brain, enhanced by your slumber, the entire situation escalated so much higher than it was in real life. You could feel hands against you, smell the cheap liquor and cigarettes, the pain in your forehead shooting as it slammed into the wall. You weren’t quite sure how long it had been, how awake your conscious was, you just felt your body shoot awake, the nightmare still so vividly detailed and real in your brain. You couldn’t help it as tears sprung into your eyes, breath barely able to catch in your chest as you pushed yourself up, clutching your knees to your racing chest.

Both the sudden movement, and the muffled cries roused Casey from her sleep. She grumbled lightly as she rolled over, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Any amount of tiredness instantly vanished when she saw your heaving back, body shaking, she shot up, a tentative hand softly touching your shoulder. Even at her gentleness your body tensed, nearly jolting away from her.

“Baby…?” Her voice was soft, but gruff with sleep and laced with concern. Your face shot up, the terror in your eyes ever so slowly dissolving as you came back to the real world. Your trembling hand reached out towards her, Casey cupped it gently between both of hers, softly rubbing against you, tentatively moving up your arm. She was cautious, waiting for your response of her touch, watching your body begin to relax, your breath begin to return to normal.

“Sorry…” You murmured, free hand coming up to quickly brush away the escaped tears, “Bad dream I guess..” She didn’t miss the way you refused to meet her eye, boldly, she wrapped an arm around you, kissing your head gently before tilting your chin up to meet her gaze.

“Baby, what happened in there tonight?” Her fingers ever so gently stroked over the butterfly bandage on your forehead, lips placing a feather light kiss above the small gash.

“I..hit my head in a scuffle, I’m fine..”

“I know that already…and I know you, something more happened in there…” When you glanced up at her again your lower lip trembled, hating that you were about to admit it, you felt weak, powerless, both things that a cop shouldn’t ever have to admit to.

“I…I didn’t see him coming. He shoved me into an empty room, up against the wall…his hand was..was nearly up my skirt, thank God for Fin.” You took a shaky sigh, “I just…I can’t get the images out of my head…how bad it could’ve gone…guess my imagination got the best of me…” You dared to glance up at Casey, tears brimming in your eyes.

“Oh sweetheart…” She kissed your head gently, “Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone hurt you, okay? You’re safe with me, I promise.” She tugged you tighter into her frame, “I love you more than anything.” You sniffled lightly, accepting the embrace, knowing that she would keep true to her word.

“I love you too.” Her lips met your head again, hand softly rubbing down your arm.

“Why don’t you try to get some sleep.” She gave you a gentle smile at the expression you shot her, “I’ll be right here baby. I promise I’ll wait til you’re asleep, and you can wake me up the instant something bad goes on in that little head of yours, okay?”

You gave her a little nod, tears slowly retreating from your eyes. Settling down on the bed against her still sitting body, you curled up half in her lap, only closing your eyes when her hand came to softly play with the loose strands of your hair, relaxing you. True to her word, Casey sat, watching you, holding you close until she was absolutely sure that not only you were asleep, but you were free of another nightmare right away. She slunk down in the bed, wrapping her body around you, making sure you were held tightly against her before she closed her eyes again.

It may have been one hell of a long night for both of you, but being able to come home to each other made things all the better. You knew that you were loved, appreciated and protected when you were with each other, and you never felt safer than when buried in each other’s arms.

#casey novak #casey novak x reader #casey novak one shot #law and order svu

[smartycvnt]

Addicted*

Title: Addicted

Pairing: Casey Novak x Reader

Summary: Casey calls Ash for some help relieving herself.

Warning: smut, masturbation, phone sex

Word Count: 1071

Casey wanted to cry. The frustration had been building up ever since she lost her job, but now it was boiling over. Ash had gone away on some retreat to ease her from defense law into politics. It was the first week that Casey had been left all on her own since the censure. Ash had checked in on her, but around the fourth day of the week, Casey felt off.

She had always prided herself on being a good sleeper. It seemed to be a rarity in her line of work. Aside from a gruesome case or two, nothing had ever been able to keep Casey Novak up for too long. That seemed to last until Casey caught a bad case of sexual frustration, the likes of she hadn't seen in years.

It was one thing to have a disappointing partner, and that definitely wasn't the case with Casey and Ash. Casey's issue was that she had gotten used to having her back blown out on a bi-weekly basis. No matter how conflicting their schedules seemed to get, Ash was always ready and willing to give Casey exactly what she didn't know that she needed.

"Hey babe, it's getting kind of late. I, uh, just wanted to check on you." Casey knew that Ash could hear right through her. Ash had commented earlier in the night during their first phone call that Casey had been sounding breathier than usual. The neediness was showing through in Casey's voice, and Ash had a knack for picking up on it.

"Uh huh, I'm almost done here. Is there anything else you wanted to talk about?" Ash asked. Ash sounded cocky, and if Casey wasn't so desperate, she would have fought back a bit. Casey had a tendency of acting the same way, but Ash found her charming.

"I need you, like really bad babe. You were supposed to be back here hours ago. It's been so long, and I need you," Casey whined. Ash bit her lip as she looked around her office. The door was shut and locked, and there wasn't anybody else in the building anymore, but she wanted to be certain.

"I've got a lot of paperwork to look through if we're making it to the cabin for the weekend, but I'll talk you through it," Ash said. It wasn't going to be the same, but Casey liked the idea of Ash talking her through touching herself. "Where are you?"

"The same place I've been since 9, in bed," Casey answered. Ash tsked at the tone that Casey was using. The attitude wasn't welcome, but Ash would deal with that when she got back to Casey's apartment. "Where you should be."

"Trust me, I want nothing more than to crawl in bed with you and fuck you senseless, but I've got work to do. So, you're going to lay back, spread your legs, and listen to my every word, got it?"

"Bossy," Casey muttered. Ash knew to take that as an affirmative. Casey didn't like following orders, even if she had a tendency to submit easily in the bedroom.

"Just close your eyes and let your hand drift down between your legs. Don't go too fast, I know how you like to rush Casey," Ash instructed. Casey rolled her eyes, but did as she was told. "I bet you're getting those goosebumps, are't you?"

"No, it's not like when you touch me," Casey said. She sounded frustrated, and a part of Ash wanted to run home to her. However, Ash knew how much both of them needed a weekend to themselves without any distractions. "I want you to come home."

"I'll be a few hours Case, but I'll talk you through this, I promise." Ash leaned back in her chair and bit her lip.

"Just, keep talking to me, please," Casey begged.

"Anything you want. I wish that I was there in bed with you. My fingers are practically twitching because I want to touch you so badly."

"Fuck," Casey whined. Ash closed her eyes as she thought about touching Casey. "I can't keep waiting. I need you."

Ash ran a hand through her hair as she sighed heavily. "I'll be a while, so let's just keep going for now. You're so needy that I don't think I'd need to tease you for too long. Fuck, if I was there, I bet you'd be begging me, wouldn't you?"

"Yes," Casey answered. Her voice was shaky, somewhere in between a pant and a moan. Ash knew that she was getting closer. They were making progress, and all she had to do was lead Casey towards her orgasm. It was easy enough, even if it was starting to really wear down Ash's ability to concentrate.

"I bet you're absolutely soaked, aren't you?" Ash knew the answer to her own question. She could hear the wetness as Casey's fingers picked up their speed. Ash felt a tightening in the pit of her stomach as her own arousal settled in.

Casey's answer to Ash's question never came, but there had been attempts for Casey to answer. Each of them had been swallowed up by low moans and soft grunts. Ash could tell that Casey was getting close, that it was only a matter of time before some of Casey's frustration was finally warded away. It wouldn't be enough to completely sate Casey's desire, but it would keep the other woman from calling up to Ash's office constantly trying to convince her to come home.

"That's it baby, cum for me," Ash cooed. Casey let out an honest to god whimper, which was how Ash knew that she was temporarily done for. Still, Ash could tell by Casey's breathing that it wasn't quite enough to put her down for the night. "Wasn't that nice?"

"Just…" Casey trailed off. "Come home and do it right. I am yours tonight."

"Then I can't wait," Ash said. Casey let out a tired giggle, and Ash heard some shifting on the other line. She could just imagine the way that Casey was laying on her stomach in bed as she tried to figure out what to say to Ash. "I've got to go, but I'll be home in a couple hours. Love you, Case."

"That feels like the long term version of a high five after sex," Casey let out a dry laugh. "But I love you too."

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[neuroprincess]

Law & Order: SVU - First Date + First Kiss (Preferences)

Classification: Fluff

Pairing: Alex Cabot, Casey Novak, Liz Donnelly, Olivia Benson and Rita Calhoun

Warnings: None

Word count: +1000

Alex Cabot

- The blonde quickly pulls herself together, trying to mask the confusion of feelings and the shock of seeing you after so many years without any contact, failing miserably. She feels a little lost, not knowing how to act, slightly out of it. And continues like this for the next few weeks, even showing up almost every day at the bakery until finally getting up the courage to ask you out to dinner. It's a fancy restaurant, at a table away from curious eyes and the atmosphere is pleasant, you talk about your lives so far, between laughs, wine and an occasional physical touch, like hands accidentally crossing, her touch on your back as you get up from the chair, pinky fingers so close as you walk along the sidewalk that one can feel the warmth of the other. Alex insists on taking you home, you stop in front of the apartment door and both smile nervously. "I missed you." She whispers, tucking a stubborn lock of hair behind your ear. "No more than I missed you." You stare at each other for a few seconds and ADA leans in, asking permission with her gaze to continue, then you nod, joining your lips in a gentle and needy kiss, full of emotion, longing. 

Casey Novak

- It was no surprise when, in the middle of dinner, Casey's phone rang and she was forced to run after some judge to get warrants, she had barely touched the food, nor had you, both immersed in a fun and spontaneous flirting. The following week she's waiting for you in the lobby of the precinct with a box of your favorite dessert, which was mentioned at dinner, and a mysterious proposal. She takes you for a apparently directionless walk until ending up at a softball practice cage, no one else there, all the equipment waiting. Her words are patient, hands soft around your waist, body warm and slightly sweaty behind yours as her fingers wander up the forearm to put hands together and teach you how to use the bat, it's almost too much, all the sensations and little things the ginger provokes without even realizing it. "Good shot, sugar." She celebrates happily when you hit one target, proud of the result of hard work, and lifts you, twirling in the air, faces coming closer and you kiss as if it were the right thing to do, it's deep and passionate, all the tension built up over weeks expressed in one act. 

Liz Donnelly

- Another night spent working late, it's become a kind of routine you've started to get used to. Long nights full of paperwork, words that start to blur together in a few hours and a dozen cups of coffee, sometimes energy drinks. The last folder has been checked and the notes reviewed, when the knock on the door wakes you up, surprised, as the building seemed empty except for the security team. "You know it's 1am, right?" Liz smiles, entering your office, a bottle of whisky and two glasses in hand "I thought you might need these." And offers one of them, a little fuller because she knows it's necessary. Hours pass without either of you noticing, the bottle is half full and you're both on the floor, high heels thrown on the carpet, messy hairstyles and trivial conversations. "So, Cabot and you...?" She asks suggestively. "Oh, no, no, actually... she's my sister." The woman is clearly surprised, you expect some kind of negativity, maybe a little suspicion, but she just smiles and approaches. "Great!" Closing the distance with a half-drunk, slow and sensual kiss. 

Olivia Benson  

- Board game days become a bi-weekly program between you, the two families start to meet often and a bond quickly forms, not unexpected considering how close your children are, like flesh and blood. The kids have fun in friendly competitions and eat snacks, sometimes preferring to play in the garden or watch random cartoons until they fall asleep. This time it's different, the pair went to a sleepover, you opened a bottle of wine, sipping it between relaxed conversations, a nice meal and close to midnight you're still awake. "Finally some time for the moms." She raises her glass and knocks on yours to toast the break, you both love your children, but they seem to be plugged in 24/7. "And without having to watch Trolls, I've memorized all the songs." You mumble, drinking the rest of the wine and snuggling up on the sofa, the woman unconsciously rests her arm on the headboard, touching your shoulder, both smile and try to pay attention to The Golden Girls. Almost impossible to do when long fingers wander over your bare skin, the genuine laughter and the magnetism that leads you to stare at her, enchanted. Eyes meet, breaths become heavy and you stop fighting the urge to finally kiss Olivia. 

Rita Calhoun

- Her presence is very pleasant, bringing some kind of comfort to your tiring work days and boring shifts, there are delightful conversations when the restaurant is almost empty, occasionally she even makes a witty joke. As a result, you've become good friends, despite all the differences, from personality, age to social class. Bonds are created in the small details, maybe in the kind and gentle way she treats you, how she pays attention to the almost insignificant things you've left hanging in the air during a conversation, proof of which is the limited edition of your favorite book she brings to one of the dinners. Inside is a card with an address, a time and telling you to meet her there. So you do, wearing one of your favorite outfits and silently praying to be appropriate, in the end it doesn't matter much, she has prepared a candlelit dinner in the botanical garden, just you two, the nature and the stars. "I really enjoyed our night, it was lovely." You whisper and play nervously with the hands. "And what about me?" Rita teases, stopping walking, and you blush nodding positively. She tries to say something more, but is interrupted by your lips on hers in a clumsy impulse, there's a doubt in the air, answered by her hands on your waist pulling you in to deepen the passionate kiss.

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[maximoffcarter]

Ice Queen 2.0.

Pairings: Casey Novak x Alex Cabot

Summary: Alexandra Cabot is known as the Ice Queen, and after a while, she learned to embrace it. Casey Novak, was known for her tough attitude and showed no fear. What happened when the squad gets on Novak's nerves?

A/n: I bring you another Calex one shot🫡This was requested by @saurgaeee so this is specially dedicated for them hehe. Yes, in my mind, this is set between S11 and S13 and Elliot is still there, Amanda and Amaro had joined, and that's that haha. I hope you guys enjoy this aaand if you have any more requests, please don't hesitate on sending an ask or message. I'm a nice person, I promise haha you don't have to be shy or afraid to talk to me. Enjoy and leave your comments, reblogs, hearts, whatever you'd like, will be very much appreciated🫶🏻

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Alexandra Cabot was known for being ‘The Ice Queen’, she couldn’t deny that for a while it annoyed to even hear that nickname, but after a while, she learn to grow into it because she figured out that people feared her, which made her powerful in some way, knowing people wouldn’t want to mess with her. She knew how to get what she wanted, and if she didn’t, she would go out of her way to do so. In court, she wasn’t playing, she was also not doing it to be in the headline of the newspaper, she wanted justice and if she had to be The Ice Queen to get it, then bring it on. Everyone already knew that if they got under her skin, they were done for sure, the whole squad had seen it, hell, the whole precinct had seen it. Casey had seen it. Of course it hadn’t been against her, never her. She was probably the only person that had been safe from the Ice Queen, even when she did something that could upset Alex, she could never stay upset, she was her girlfriend, she was her weakness, and people knew this, but even trying to have Casey there to protect themselves, it never worked. And honestly? Casey enjoyed it, she just laughed and was the person to say, I told you so.

And here they were once again. Another case that had been handed to Alex and once again, they were trying to have Alex as their servant, getting them warrants for everything when they didn’t even have any proof nor reason to get them. They felt entitled to demand Alex to get them, knowing perfectly that Petrovsky would never actually agree, and she’d get scolded again, and if that’s what they expected her to go through? They were completely in the wrong, and she was done listening to them yelling around, specially Elliot that always thought that because his gut told him so, things had to go his way.

“I will not tell you again. Do you want the warrant? Then find me something that actually works, find me evidence, a witness, anything that is not your stupid gut. If you think Petrovsky is going to give me the warrant just because your goddamn gut told you so, then you talk to her yourself. And let me tell you…if I get scolded for it, it’ll be ten times worst for you.” Alex grabbed her briefcase and looked at Elliot again. “Until you get me something good, don’t even think about calling me or making me waste my time again.”

Alex walked out of the room without looking at anyone else anymore, the whole room had gone quiet and there was no one who could say or stop her. She had said what she had said, and that was the end of it. They all looked at each other, almost speechless for what had just happened. It was even funny how they were so surprised knowing this was definitely not the first time that Alex had gone off on them like this, and certainly it wouldn’t be the last either. Casey just stood there staring at them, not a surprise in her face as she looked at everyone. Elliot then stared at her for a moment, his eyebrows raised as if questioning if she could do something. Almost begging her for anything.

Casey chuckled. “What? You really think I can convince her? After that? You’re out of your mind.” She grabbed her briefcase and shrugged. “You know she’s right. Petrovsky has her eyes on us as it is. Another stunt like this, and both of us will be sleeping in a cell.” She walked to the door and then looked back at Elliot. “Don’t test her, Stabler. You already know the Ice Queen.” She grinned before she left the office.

Casey had stopped to buy lunch for both of them, knowing that after that scene, Alex had completely forgotten that they were going to go for lunch after visiting the precinct. She went to her office to drop off her briefcase and coat and then headed to Alex’s office, who was at her desk reading through the files. Casey closed the door behind her and smiled once Alex looked up at her, an annoyed look on her face. Casey raised the bag of food in her hands and walked to the small table beside Alex’s desk, putting the bag on the table.

“That was quiet a scene.” Casey chuckled softly as she looked at Alex.

“I’m pretty sure the gray hairs I have are not because of my age but because of them.” Alex sighed as she dropped her pen and stood up, walking to Casey. “You know, the other day, Elliot asked me how it was possible that you dealt with me at home.” She grinned.

Casey shook her head. “Did he really say that?”

Alex shrugged. “I know he didn’t mean it. It was the heat of the moment.” She smiled as she looked at Casey, her hand going to Casey’s cheek and stroking it softly. “How do you deal with the Ice Queen back home, Ms. Novak?”

Casey chuckled softly as she placed her hands on Alex’s waist and pulled her close to her body. “I simply start the teasing and she’s over it in an instant.” She smirked.

Alex raised her brows playfully. “Sounds like a good way to get her out of her trance.” She giggled as she kissed Casey’s lips.

Casey smiled against her lips and raised her brow. “See? She’s now gone.” She pecked her lips. “So now, sit down and eat. I’ll help you out a bit before I have to go to my arraignment.”

“You’re an angel.” Alex smiled and sat down, opening the bag to get their food.

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After the stunt that Elliot had put, he had come to an agreement with Alex once they found more evidence that Alex took to get the warrants they needed, which also helped her at the end to win the case. It was comical to see how after the case was over, either they won or lost, they completely forgot about the arguments or fights they had, sometimes it was taken personally, but they knew that after the stress and pressure, they could all say things they didn’t mean. And so, they all moved on. This is why they all got along so well, and they were a good team, they understood each other, and they’d always have each other’s back no matter what.

A few days after, they got another case, and this one was handed over to Casey, Alex had joked with them that if they didn’t want to get scolded again, maybe they should hand it to Casey, who seemed to deal with them better than Alex ever did. Yes, Casey got frustrated, she got into arguments with them, she had a tough attitude and always put everyone in their places, but they had not actually seen Casey going off like Alex had done so many times -that’s why the nickname-. As they went over the case, Casey already knew this would be a tough one; a group of teenage boys who raped three students plus the sister of a little girl, and two of those girls…were dead. Of course, the three teenagers had money, which made the case even harder because of missing evidence, missing witnesses, and a ton of bullshit from the attorneys. Casey had been in this situation before, and she didn’t want to make the same mistake again, she didn’t want to put the only victims and witnesses she had in the Grand Jury. She couldn’t risk it, she couldn’t possibly go through that ordeal again of convincing them to testify before the Grand Jury and then having them put in danger because they were brave enough to speak. She had gone over it with the whole squad, making it very clear that she’d only be presenting the statements and that was it, so they had to find more evidence to convict the three teenagers. But there was always the DA’s office that screwed up their plan and Casey always had to listen, more so after her suspension, she was afraid it would happen again.

Casey walked into her office and threw her briefcase to the floor, slamming the door closed and going to the very end of her office. Not only was the DA on her neck, but also Olivia and Amanda were eating her alive when she told them that the girls would testify, and she was still waiting on Elliot and Amaro to find out. Did they really think that it was in her hands? She wasn’t her own boss, she didn’t run the DA’s office. She had to go by the book, so they didn’t have her neck again, she was not about to lose her license. She really didn’t want to do this, she was willing to do everything in her power to not put those girls in that position, but now, she was in a position that if she didn’t do as she was told, they’d either pass the case to someone else, or she’d be punished. She groaned loudly as she slammed her hands on the table, and just in that moment, Alex walked into her office and closed the door behind her. She had gotten a call from Olivia, and she should go check on Casey, and here she was; her girlfriend leaning over the table without saying a word, but she could see her body was trembling.

“Case?”

“Not right now, Alex.”

Alex sighed softly as she looked at Casey again. “What happened?”

“Fucking Cutter happened.” Casey snapped as she breathed heavily, walking to the window, and looking out.

“Casey, the squad will make sure they are safe. Those bastards have hidden every possible evidence that can help you.”

“I know but…this is my case. He doesn’t believe that I have a case without the girls. I can actually do this.” Casey looked at Alex.

Alex walked to her and kissed the side of her head softly. “I know. We all know this. Cutter is just being an ass.” She whispered softly as she put a strand of hair behind her ear, kissing the side of her head again. “I know my girlfriend.” She grinned.

Casey smiled softly as she nodded. “Only you do.” She chuckled.

Before Alex could say anything else, Casey’s phone went off, making her sigh heavily and went to get her phone, picking up her briefcase and putting it on her desk. Alex walked to her and leaned over the desk, looking up at her girlfriend as she answered the call. She took her time to study her face for a moment, noticing that she had never seen Casey looking this upset, let alone trembling because she was upset, but she knew this case was important for her and she regretted a bit that she had denied to have this case because then, Casey wouldn’t be in this position. Just as she thought that Casey had calmed down, she could see that her cheeks gone red and before she knew it, Casey hung up the phone, grabbed her briefcase and out the door she was. Alex furrowed her brows for a moment but followed her rapidly. Something was definitely about to go down.

Normally, Alex wouldn’t be surprised on how fast Casey walked, after all, she played softball, but she was surprised right at this moment as she followed because she could barely get on her pace, and Casey was definitely in a trance because she didn’t hear Alex calling her name. She couldn’t even figure out what was going on before they were in front of the whole squad, Olivia turned to look at both women and she could already tell that they had done something and that was the reason Casey literally flew here. Alex just stood behind Casey, not sure what to do, but slightly jumped as Casey slammed her briefcase in one of their desks, staring at everyone.

“What the hell were you thinking?”

Amanda turned to look at her and sighed softly. “We didn’t have another choice, Novak.”

“You didn’t have-“ Casey scoffed. “You should’ve called me. That was your other choice. You. Call. Me. You do know this will be mentioned in court, right? The defense will argue that you showed up without reason, threatened them and Petrovsky is gonna come for my head when she finds out what you all did.” She shook her head. “I’ll be the one in trouble, not you. And honestly? It’s all of your heads they should be after. This case can go to the trash for your stunt.”

“Call you?” Amaro furrowed his brows. “You wanted us to call you so you can tell us that you can’t get a warrant because we have nothing? Oh, no, we’ve heard that before. You think we’re not doing anything here, but we are.” He stood up from his chair and walked to Casey. “You are the one who is listening to whatever the DA’s office tells you and you don’t change a damn thing.”

Casey stared at him as if she could throw daggers with her eyes. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“We know the girls are going to testify.” Olivia simply said as she looked at Casey.

“You cannot put those girls in the stand, Casey.” Amanda shook her head. “We know the power they have, they could be in danger.”

“Don’t you think I know that?” Casey looked at her with a defying stare.

“It’s your case. It’s your choice. You’re the one putting them there! You said we had time to get evidence.” Amaro shrugged. “We’ll say that he attacked us, so we defended ourselves.”

“And you think they’re gonna buy that? You went to their house and beat up not only the father, but one of the boys. They’ll find out and then, they’re coming for our jobs. I am not risking that. I am not gonna risk my job.”

“Oh so, that’s what this is about. You care more about your job than the girls.”

“Drop it, Amaro.” Elliot said as he looked at him.

“No. She cares more about losing her job than putting the girls in danger. Rollins said it. They have money, they have power. Tomorrow the girls testify, and the next day, they’re dead somewhere in the city.”

“I do not want to put them there! Don’t you get it?! I talked to Cutter, I told him I can build a case and he said no. I cannot go above my boss.”

“You did it once! Do it again! It’s like you’re giving them the free pass to get these girls killed!”

“I don’t see you bringing me any evidence.” Casey snapped. “You stand here, ready to yell at me for something I do not have control over. You don’t want me putting them in there? Then get me fucking evidence. I cannot do your goddamn job, I have enough with mine already.” Her voice had changed, this was not Casey, this was ADA Novak. “And no. It is not my choice. I am not my own boss, if I was, trust me, I’d have your ass right now for being here and not looking for evidence. Don’t you think that I know what could happen if they testify? I fucking know, and you know that I know!”

“Do you, though?” Amaro snapped.

Casey was about to walk to him before Elliot stopped her, putting his hands on her shoulders. “Don’t pretend like I’m some cold hearted bitch who doesn’t give a shit about those girls! If I could, I wouldn’t be doing this, but I have no other choice. I want those assholes behind bars as much as you want!” Casey groaned as she looked at Elliot, pushing him so he could let go of her. She then looked back at Amaro. “I remind you we are in this together, I’m not on their side. So, if you want me to avoid this, get me some fucking evidence and don’t come for me again thinking you’re entitled to yell at me for something I don’t have control over. Go do your goddamn job instead of telling me how to do mine!”

Both Alex and Elliot stared at each other for a moment, not sure what had just happened. Amaro finally was left speechless and only nodded and walking away followed by Amanda, Fin, and Munch. The whole time that Casey had been yelling speaking, Alex had stared at the redhead with her mouth almost wide open and completely frozen as she listened. Casey was yelling at Amaro but for a moment she thought Casey was yelling at her. She knew the level of anger that Casey could get into, she had seen her in court many times, she had seen her angry, but she had never seen her lash out like this. She didn’t even know if she was scared, surprised, or even aroused by this. When Elliot stared at her, the only thing she could do was shrug, she then returned her stare at Casey who was shaking at this point, and Alex knew it was nothing but anger radiating through her body.

“Casey?” Elliot asked softly, looking between Olivia and Alex. “Are you okay?”

Casey looked at Elliot with furrowed brows. “Don’t you dare treat me like I’m fucking insane. I meant what I said.”

Elliot nodded. “I know.”

Casey slammed her hands on the desk and groaned. “Does he really think I’m that cold hearted? I know I’m not the ray of sunshine that they want me to be, but why does he think that I don’t care? I fucking care.”

Alex didn’t know what to do, she could see that Casey was still in a trance and it seemed like talking to Elliot was not working at all. Alex took a deep breath as she placed her hands on Casey’s shoulders and turned her so she could face Alex. “Casey. I need you to take a deep breath.”

Casey finally looked at Alex. “What?”

“I need you to calm down, baby. Can you take a deep breath?” Alex placed a hand on Casey’s chest feeling her heart beating fast.

“I don’t need to calm down. You heard what he said to me, and I-“

“My love…” Alex grabbed Casey’s hand and placed it on her chest so she could feel Alex’s heartbeat. “I need you to breath. Your heartbeat keeps racing. Can you do that for me?” Casey nodded as she took a deep breath. “Just like that. That’s it. Take another.” Alex took a deep breath along Casey, her eyes staring into green ones as they breathed out. “One more time, baby.” They took a deep breath and then breathed out together. “Do you need to take another?”

Casey shook her head. “No.” She looked down at her hands and furrowed her brows. “Why do you have my hand on your boobs?”

Alex chuckled. “My chest, actually. But close.” She smiled. She let go of her hand and placed both on Casey’s cheeks. “I lost you there for a second, you were in a trance.”

Casey sighed, letting her hand fall to Alex’s waist. “Amaro pissed me off.”

“He did.” Alex chuckled. “I think we’re gonna send the poor guy to therapy if he has both of us going off on him.”

Casey laughed with Alex, sighing softly. “I’m sorry. I…I guess I’m too stressed.”

“Just a bit.” Elliot grinned.

Casey looked back at Elliot and sighed again. “If you didn’t stop me, I think I would’ve slapped him or punch his in the face.”

Elliot nodded as he chuckled. “Yeah, I could tell. I preferred to stop you before you gave him a purple eye.” He rubbed her back and offered a smile. “Get out of here. We got this, okay? We know you’re doing the best you can.”

Olivia offered a smile as she nodded. “Amaro had no right to say those things to you. We know why you’re doing what you’re doing. And trust me, Casey, if there is no other option, we will definitely keep an eye on the girls until this is all over.”

Casey nodded softly. “Thanks guys.”

Elliot smiled. “We got your back.” He looked at Alex and nodded, walking away with Olivia.

Alex smiled softly as Casey returned her eyes to Alex. “I’ve never seen you like that before. Are you gonna turn into Ice Queen 2?”

“I’m probably heading there.” Casey grinned.

Alex smiled. “Then we’ll both be Ice Queens.” She giggled as she pulled Casey for a kiss. “Are you feeling better?”

Casey nodded. “I think so. I do need a break.”

“What do you say we go out for lunch? If they have something important, I’m sure they’ll call you.”

Casey nodded again and smiled. “I’d like that.”

Alex pecked her lips and then smirked. “Maybe if we have time, we can have some dessert. Just to relax a bit more.”

“Oh?” Casey raised her brow as she grinned. “Could we have dessert first?”

Alex chuckled. “I need you to have energy, so let’s go now so we have some time.” She winked at her as she grabbed her hand.

Maybe Casey and Alex weren’t that different after all, and Alex would definitely not admit that she got all hot watching Casey going off like that, cause she knew the teasing would never end.

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