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cissyenthusiast010155 · 2 months

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Taking Care of My Girl ~Dom!Rafael Barba xFem Sub!Girlfriend!Reader

Summary— Aftercare with Rafael.

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Warnings: Implied smut, aftercare, overstimulation, implied dom/sub relations, implied daddy kink, comforting, physical comforting, kissing, post-sex bliss, etc.

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You let out a breath you didn’t know you’d be holding as your body went limp against Rafael’s.

“Rafi… that was fuck…” you breathed out with a light chuckle, too speechless and fucked out to finish your thought.

“I could say the same thing, Mierda…” Rafael sighed in content, letting out a chuckle as well and using one hand to swiftly swipe his messed up hair out of his face.

The man was holding you up from behind, and his cock was still deep inside your core. You ran a hand through your now messed up hair, before turning back and looking at the man who had just fucked you to ecstasy. You were both beaming with blissed out smiles. His fingers traced mindless patterns along your now sensitive skin.

“I’m going to pull out now, hmmm hermosa…?” Rafael gently told you.

“Alright. just… slowly please, Papi…” you responded still in your sub space, your eyes fluttering shut for a moment as your body tingled in the after affects of your orgasm and as the overwhelming wave of post-sex hit you.

“Mhmmm, always.” he sighed reassuringly, before slowly pulling her length out from your core.

You winced slightly at the adjustment of Rafael’s dick pulling past your sensitive walls. His hands were now soft and caressing your shoulders and sides, holding you steady and comforting you through the brief discomfort, compared to the vice grip he had your hips and shoulders just mere moments ago when you were screaming his name as you came together.

“Such a good girl, Cariño…” Rafael cooed in your ear, once he was fully out of you.

His warm and sexy hands then guided you to lay down on the bed. And Rafael came up against your back, big spooning you while running his fingers through your hair and whispering strings of praise in your ear.

“You did good, Querida… so good… bueno nena, mi amor…” Rafael praised you with gentle, soft love.

Your body’s numbness and limpness had faded, and you were now trembling lightly. Your breathing was still shallow, and your head was spinning.

Rafael tended to have this effect on you. Curse him and whoever gave him the genes of not only a silver tongue, but also ten nice thick fingers, on top of a back breaking, leg splitting cock…

He began to rub and massage your trembling and sweaty frame with his hands in soft and loving motions. His mouth gave you kisses along your back and shoulders and neck.

You sighed, finally able to take a breath and resurface from your deep mindset that reeked of sex and power and control. Your eyes fluttered closed as you leaned back into Rafael’s sweaty body, humming in happiness at the skin on skin contact.

“There’s my Cariño…” Rafael hummed with a smirk caressing your side now, always proud of how blissed out he made, but just as happy to have his girlfriend back.

“Mmmmmm…” you hummed, turning your head up and back to look at him, then leaning toward him and rubbing your nose against his lovingly, cupping his cheek with your hand, “I love you, Rafi…”

After rubbing noses, you two landed on being head on head, just laying together with closed eyes in peaceful love.

“Mmm, I love you too, hermosa… mucho mucho, mi amor…” Rafael breathed out under his breath for only you to hear.

You both couldn’t help the bright, blissed out smiles that spread across your faces. And you both laid in each other’s arms, taking in and enjoying the moment, while you regained your composures.

You began to doze off in Rafael’s arms, and his heart melted at the sight. Somehow, the cutthroat, ambitious DA that took down rapist and pedophiles had fallen for you and had turned into the biggest softie. He couldn’t deny that he loved who he was with you, just as he enjoyed who he was at work.

He let you sleep for about 20 minutes, drinking in your blissful, resting form, before gently tapping your thigh and rocking you back awake. You snorted a little as you came back to Rafael, stretching a little in his arms still as you woke up.

“I would have let you sleep, but I want to make sure to get you cleaned up, fed, and taken care of, Cariño…” Rafael hummed lovingly.

You now flipped over to your other side slowly as you could feel your impending soreness. Now facing your boyfriend, you looked at his pearly green, caring eyes and your heart melted.

You leaned in just enough to gently place your lips on his. It was a light kiss, short and sweet, but filled with so much unsaid love and care. You then pulled away, too soon for both of your liking, but content at the same time.

“Mmmm thank you… you’re so kind to me…” you hum, your mind still a little fuzzy.

At this, Rafael brought his hands up to your cheeks, and his gaze bore into yours.

“Of course, mi amor… you deserve all the love in the world.” He genuinely said, with a hint of vulnerability and a whole lot of care.

It was Rafael’s turn to press his lips against yours now, before pulling away after a moment with a smile.

“Now, let me go get a warm washcloth, hmmm…? Then I’ll clean you up, maybe we order some take out, I can give you a bath, then bed…?” Rafael breathed out.

You smiled back, pressing your body into his and wrapping your arms around him.

“Yes please…You take such good care of me…” you murmured into his warm and sexy chest.

Rafael chuckled lightly, slowly getting up from the bed, placing a kiss on your forehead before standing up completely.

“For you? Anything, Cariño…” Rafael hummed, before going to get that warm washcloth to clean you up.

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altsvu · 4 months

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🧞Barba + 53 from the smut prompt list (re: tattoo) please & thanks! 💜

tattoo ridden

pairing: rafael barba x fem!reader

prompt used: “Is that a tattoo?” from the 100 smut prompt list!

wc: 700

summary: your first time having sex with rafael is a magical one, and when he notices a fairly interesting tattoo on your body, it’s almost like he went feral.

cw: dirty talk, smut (oral, teasing)

a/n: anything smutty with rafael is like the best, so thank you so much for sending this in lovely, i’m so sorry it took so long for me to write it! 🥲

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Rafael wasted no time getting intimate with you. It was literally out the car, out the clothes, and in the bed.

A year back, you and Rafael got together, but you wanted to take things slow, and he agreed.

But now, you felt ready.

It was another long day at the precinct, for you at least. It had gotten to the point where Liv even told you to go home. You liked to get ahead of things because you knew you would dread drowning in paperwork after the fact.

This particular night, however, was a different story for Rafael. He wanted to surprise you. It was you and his’s 1 year anniversary and he wanted to make the day special as can be.

You didn’t forget about your anniversary, you had gotten him a gift, you just didn’t have the time to go drop it off at his office.

So there you were sitting at your desk filling out paperwork when a very familiar figure appeared in your sight. You quickly found out that it was Rafael.

“Rafa.” You smiled, getting up from your desk.

“Hi baby.” Rafael smiled back, pulling you into a hug. “Happy anniversary.”

“Happy anniversary.”

Rafael planted kisses on your lips. You then went back to your desk, and Rafael followed suit, pulling up a chair to sit next to you.

“Paperwork again?”

You nodded. “You know how I am Rafa.”

“I’m staying here until you finish. I wanna take you home tonight.” Rafael said, reaching over to stroke your thigh.

You smirked, knowing what he meant.

“Duly noted, Counselor.”

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Rafael finally got you home. Beforehand, you gave him your gift, which was a watch he’d been eyeing for months. He was ecstatic when he opened the box. After, he pulled out his gift, which was a matching gold necklace and bracelet set. He took the liberty of putting them on you.

Out the car.

Out the clothes.

In the bed.

“I know we talked about it, but are you sure about this? About everything?”

“Yes, Rafa.” You responded, helping him out of his suit. The only suit you wanted him in was his birthday suit.

“Okay.” He smiled.

With that, the two of you wasted no more time getting in the bed and each other naked. Clearly the second step was ignored.

Rafael loved your body and he wanted to admire it all night long. When he touched your naked body for the first time ever, you felt chills running throughout your body and you didn’t want him to stop. His hands felt so nice against your skin. In this moment, his hands were creeping up to your boobs and something special resided in that region.

Your infamous side boob tattoo.

To be quite honest, it was a simple flower, but it was your favorite tattoo.

Rafael’s hand reached it and the chills stopped for a moment.

“Is that a tattoo?”

“Yes.”

The room light was on, so Rafael was able to take a peek under the covers to look at it.

“It’s beautiful.” He whispered, starting to suck on your nipples. He kissed all around the area, as well as the tattoo, and that made you so much more aroused.

He was good with his mouth. So when he finished with your boobs and went to your pussy without a warning, you knew you were going to fold instantly. He made you feel good, and that’s all that mattered in this moment. His lips touched your clit and he sucked on it softly to get you started. He started using his tongue in all the right places, and pushed a finger inside. His intentions were to get you to come for him.

Hard.

“Rafa” escaped your lips numerous times while he was doing this.

“I love when you say my name like that, Y/N. It’s so hot.” Rafael mumbled against your thighs. He got up and leveled with you, and pushed his fingers inside you again, all while he planted kisses on your lips and chest.

The next thing you knew, he was inside you, and it felt amazing. He felt amazing.

It was a good thing the two of you waited.

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itsjustmyfantasyroom · 1 year

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Job well done

WC: 759

Warnings: Smut Smut Smut. Its been a while, so why not just jump straight into it. No lead up just straight into it.

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His long fingers were wrapped around your wrist as they were pinned above your head and being pressed into the wall. His lips, which were surprisingly warm pressing into your skin, the feeling of his beard along with his lips making you shiver as they ran along your skin. His fingers toyed with the hem of your skirt and he chuckled into your neck when you let out a whine when he moved his hand away for a moment. His hand was soon back to where it started and you shivered again, pressing your chest into his more by aching your back as his hand was still making its way up the inside of your thigh. You were so wrapped up with the feeling of his soft palm on your skin that you startled when his lips where at your ear, his breath also warm hitting your skin,

“I was proud of you today” Rafael whispered in your ear, his long pointer finger now running along the lace edge of your panties “Did Liv know you came here? She wouldn’t be very pleased.”

“No” you gasped back shaking your head slightly as his fingers started to push into the side of your panties more, making their way to your very wet core “I don’t really care what Liv would have to say right now” You locked eyes with his beautiful green ones.

“She will need to know eventually, mi amor” Rafael said firmly in a voice that usually only had one reaction from you as he slid two fingers into your warm centre “So wet for me Y/N, you like when I talk to you like that, don’t you?” Rafael twisted his fingers inside you, pointing them upwards to hit your sweet spot and you nodded “Use your words Y/N”

“Yes Sir” you moaned as Rafael’s fingers moved inside you.

“Good Girl” Rafael rolled his hips into your thigh, his hard cock pocking you.

Your eye’s locked with Rafael’s again and he could feel your core starting to clench around him, your mouth dropped open slightly, a devilish grin on Rafael’s face and the sound of your wetness filling his new office.

You hadn’t had a moment to even register what was happening with how fast Rafael moved and before you knew it, your skirt was up above your hips, your panties pooled around your feet on the floor, Rafael’s pants were around his ankles, he had rolled on protection and his hands where on your ass cheeks hoisting you up just enough for his long hard cock to slide into you and you were pushed back into the wall, your legs wrapped around his middle and his long fingers pressed into the soft flesh of your behind, your body sent into over drive as his hips rolled into you hard and fast.

Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled him into you, your lips crashing together, your tongues pushing into each other mouths rolling together. Your walls started to tense around Rafael and he could feel it too, his hip thrust getting faster and the bottom of his dress shirt pressed so hard between you both that it was rubbing on your needy pearl, causing a delicious kind of friction.

Your whole body felt hot and your legs started to tingle. You broke the kiss, your forehead resting on his. Your eyes slammed shut and you bit hard into your bottom lip, trying not to be loud as you came hard around him your breath almost taken away with how intense you came. Rafael moved his hips faster, you could feel the sweat forming on his forehead before you moved your head and put your lips to his ear,

“Cum for me Sir, give it all to me”

Rafael rolled his hips hard into you, stilled and said your name and a few swear words under his breath. He took in a deep breath before you loosened your legs around him and he made sure you had your balance first and then kissed your forehead and then your lips sweetly. Rafael turned away walking over to his desk and cleaning himself up, while you fixed yourself up, smoothing your hair flat at the back,

“We need to tell her, love” Rafael smoothed the hair on face with his long fingers, looking at you dead in the eyes.

You rolled your eyes walking over to him throwing your arms around his neck and his moving around your waist,

“After that, whenever you want Rafi”

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sej2020 · 1 year

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I hate Valentines

‘Bloody Valentines’ you huffed, brushing the glittery heart confetti off your desk.

‘Oh come on Y/N it’s a day to celebrate the people that you love’ grinned Carisi with a bunch of brightly coloured flowers in his arms.

‘Come anywhere near my desk with those infernal flowers Carisi, and so help me I will shove them so far up your……’

‘Such language detective’ came a voice from behind you.

‘Councillor, what can we do for you? said Rollins, turning to the smirking ADA who had wondered into the squad room.

‘You lot nothing, I’m here to see your Sergeant’ said Barba sauntering into the office.

‘Peacock’ you commented pushing to your feet to get a coffee, Finn snorting at your comment.

‘Don’t even think about it Carisi’ you called over your shoulder making the young man pout as he went to place some flowers on your desk.

‘You are coming out to the bar tonight though right Y/N?’ asked Carisi with an edge to his voice, and eager look when you returned to your desk.

‘No I am not’ you said smiling behind your coffee mug as his face changed to one of disappointment.

‘Oh why not?’ said Carisi batting his eyes.

‘Because she knows about your and Rollins plan to set her up’ snorted Finn.

‘How’d you find out?’ asked a disappointed Carisi.

‘For detectives you’re not very subtle’ said Olivia stepping out the office with her coat bag, along with Barba.

‘Hot date Serg?’ you asked smirking, ignoring Barba as he rolled over a chair and sat back with his feet on top your desk.

‘None of your business, clear out the rest of you, you sure you want to cover the squad room?’ asked Olivia as the others practically scrambled for their things.

‘I’m sure Liv, enjoy your date’ you called after her retreating back, along with the rest of the squad.

‘So….’ You said turning to Barba finding him now with a single rose, his feet now on the floor.

‘Happy Valentines’ smirked Barba handing it over to you.

‘I thought we said no to valentines’ you grumbled clutching the rose to your chest with a small smile.

‘We did’ shrugged Barba smiling at you.

‘Well then I suppose you won’t want these’ you said opening the bottom of your desk draws bringing out a sharing box of chocolates.

‘I don’t know about that’ smiled Barba grabbing the box, opening it up and popping a piece of chocolate into his mouth, humming happily.

‘You going to share?’ You grinned as the man’s cheeks bulged slightly.

‘Hmm, sorry’ blushed Barba swallowing and handing over the box.

Giggling you placed it back on your desk, turning back to the man who you noticed had chocolate on his lips slightly.

‘Come here’ you grinned, kissing the man lightly on the lips, running your tongue over them to wipe the chocolate.

As you went to pull back, Barba pulled you into a heated kiss, his tongue begging for entrance. Unfortunately what could have been a steamy make out session you were disturbed.

‘You’re kidding!’ exclaimed Carisi when he walked in on you.

‘I hate Valentines’ you groaned when you jumped apart, shoving your face into Barba’s neck, the man chuckling as his arms embraced you.

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uncpanda · 8 months

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Blood is Thicker than Water: Chapter 20

AN: Not going to lie. I STRUGGLE writing wedding scenes. However, I really love how this chapter turned out. Instead of dragging it out, we get snippets. I love that about this. Please leave feedback.

Warnings: None that I can think of.

Master List

Guest List:

“Four hundred and thirty-six people.”

Rafa stares at you. He’s been sipping from that cup of coffee for over two minutes now. You lean forward and say it again, “Four hundred and thirty-six people.”

He finally puts the cup down, “I really don’t see the problem.”

You scream in frustration and stomp right out of the apartment.

The moment the door closes Rafael looks at Benny and asks, “She realizes I have a big family right?”

Wedding Party:

“So that gives me Rita as my best woman, and Ed and Eddie as groomsmen.”

“And I have Liv as my maid of honor.”

Rafa stares at you, “That means the sides are uneven.”

“So?”

“They can’t be uneven.”

You raise an eyebrow, “Why not?”

“It won’t look right.”

“Well, I don’t know what to tell you.”

Your fiance sighs, “What about your friends from college?”

“Most of them are already married and have kids. Plus they live in different states. That’s not fair to ask them.”

“Friends from childhood?”

“I hung out with Elliot’s kids. I haven’t talked to them in years, andI don’t really have a desire to do so now.”

“So this is just how it is.”

“Unless you want me to ask your mother?”

“Nope. We’re good.”

The Venue:

“What do you think?”

You look around at the garden. It is perfect for a springtime wedding. Even without the flowers in bloom, it’s gorgeous.

You look over at Rafa, his smile is stretched across his face. He’s done good. Amazing really. There’s just one problem.

“It’s not going to fit four hundred thirty-six people.”

Your fiance scowls, “We can figure it out. Some people can stand.”

You cross your arms, and lean forward, “That’s against the fire code counselor.” you point towards the plaque that reads a max of 300.

He throws his hands up in frustration, and finally says the words you’ve been waiting to hear, “Fine! I’ll make cuts.”

Ring Bearer:

“He needs a part in the wedding!”

“I’m not disagreeing with you.”

“You said no.”

“I said no, because I already told my sister Noah could do it, and he’s our nephew.”

“Well of course Noah is a ring bearer, I’m just saying Benny could be one too!”

“There’s also the fact that your grandmother might pass out if she sees a dog in the processional. We’re already not getting married in the neighborhood church. She nearly cried when we told her that.”

“She loves Benny!”

“I know, that’s why he can come to the reception and take pictures with us. I already talked to the venue and our dog walker.”

“Oh. Well, okay then.”

Shopping:

“So how did you manage to convince mama Barba and Abuelita and the rest of his relatives not to come today?”

You take a sip of the champagne in your hand, “I told them the truth. This is a you and me thing. No one else allowed.”

Liv smiles, “Well, it means a lot that it’s just us.”

“What do you think of these?”

You and Liv turn together and watch as Ed and Noah come out together. They’re dressed in matching tuxes. You and Liv melt. Noah is absolutely adorable, and Ed actually cleans up pretty good. While Rita is Rafa’s best woman, Ed and Eddie are his groomsmen, and Noah is the ring bearer.

After you’re all done cooing at Noah, Rafael finally steps out of the dressing room. He looks drop dead handsome in his tux. You feel your eyes go wide, and then he gets a little smirk on his face. You know you’re not living this moment down.

Music:

You stare at Rafa. He’s trying not to laugh. You can’t blame him. “She’s going to kill us.”

You smile, “This song comes from the first movie we ever watched together.”

“We’ve already found a way to work quotes into the wedding. If you walk down the aisle to this song, your sister might just kill us.”

You shake your head, a serious look coming over your face, “No she won’t. She knows why I love this movie, why I love the book.”

Rafa looks serious now too, “I think it’s perfect.”

Dress shopping:

“No,no, no, no, no! What did I tell you about off the rack? I said absolutely not! Where is your manager? I helped him evade a racketeering charge, he owes me!”

You sip on champagne and look at your sister. She has that look on her face, “At least it wasn’t a murder or rape charge.”

She nods in agreement before asking, “How did Rita end up on this chopping trip again?”

“This is apparently the best wedding dress shop around. She knows the owner . . . apparently rather well. She’s trying to help.”

A second later a terrified manager and a ranting Rita pass you by.

You both watch them go. You’re happy to say you don’t find your dress in that store.

Dress Shopping Part 2:

The day you find your wedding dress, you’re not expecting it. You’re less than five months away from the wedding, and you’re panicking a little bit. You KNOW it takes time to order a dress. Rita’s told you about it five million times.

You’re walking Benny when you see it. A small bridal shop, with a pretty dress in the window. You stare at it for several seconds before you call your sister. She answers on the first ring, “This better be an emergency. I’m in the middle of a case.”

“I think I might have found my wedding dress.”

There’s a moment of silence, “What’s the address, I’ll be there ASAP.”

You rattle it out just as an employee sticks her head out, “Hi there. Would you like to come in?”

You look down at Benny and she smiles, “He’s welcome to come in too. I love dogs!” You go in.

By the time Liv arrives, Benny is on his back getting belly scratches from the staff while you’re in the dressing room being fitted into your dream dress.

Liv stares at your goofy, three legged dog for a second before she calls out your name. You step out a second later.

You watch her eyes go wide, as she studies you for a second, “That’s it.”

You nod, “Yeah.” There are no tears. It’s just a comfortable feeling. This is your wedding dress.

The Night Before:

The night before your wedding is spent at Liv’s apartment. Ed and Noah head over to your place to spend time with Rafa and Eddie. It’s just the two of you. You put on face masks, paint your nails, and watch Disney movies. It reminds you of one of the best parts of your childhood.

It’s as you’re sitting on the couch that Liv says, “I’m so happy for you. You know that right?”

You smile, “I know.”

“He’s a good man.”

“The best in my opinion, though Ed gives him a run for his money.”

She smiles at that, “I truly think, you’re going to be really happy together.”

“I know so.”

With that, she pulls you in for a hug.

Right Before the Wedding:

You don’t actually feel nervous until about half an hour before the wedding. Your makeup and hair is done. You probably should have been in your dress by now, but you’re still in your getting ready outfit. Things are a bit behind schedule. Noah had a melt down, your sister has cried no less than three times, and Abuelita and Lucia have been bickering with each other. You haven’t seen Rafa. You’re not sure why you’re sticking to this stupid tradition, but you are.

You’re watching the chaos with an observant eye when someone taps you on the shoulder. You spin around to see your sister standing there. She tosses her head to the side and you follow her outside. The sun is shining and the March air is only a little chilly. You close your eyes and allow yourself a minute. When you open your eyes, you see Liv smiling at you.

“What?”

“It’s just crazy. How Lewis,”

“May he rot in hell,”

“Lead to all of this. You moving back and meeting Rafael. Me and Ed connecting, getting married, and having Noah. We’re getting those happy endings we dreamed of as kids.”

You hug yourself and look at the ground for a little bit before you look up, “Did I ever say thank you?”

“For what?”

“For raising me and loving me when you didn’t have to?”

Your sister hugs you, “You never have to thank me for that. You are one of the best joys of my life.” You smile at that.

Walking Down the Aisle:

You’re nervous, but you’re allowed to be. You’re in your dress, your veil is attached, and everyone has walked down the aisle except you and Liv. You look at your sister. She’s dressed in a black dress. She has once again avoided color.

She holds out her arm to you, and you take it. You close your eyes, and you count to three. The music starts: the instrumental Dawn from Pride and Prejudice; the first movie you and Rafa watched together. The movie you two still watch together.

You start to walk. It’s slow, and thanks to the three hundred and twenty three people (Rafa was able to cut it down) you can’t see Rafael yet. You do, however, see Uncle Don, and Finn, and Munch. You smile at them.

And then you turn the corner of people, and you see him. Rafael is standing there. He’s dressed in his tux. His hair is perfectly styled. His eyes are focused solely on you as though you’re the only thing he sees. You feel yourself start to speed up, but your sister grounds you like she always does.

When you finally reach him, you feel your breath leave your chest. And as you take his hand, everything else fades away. It’s just you and him. Just like it’s supposed to be.

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thats-jaywalking · 1 year

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Inspo: archiveofourown.org/works/44100204

@laurifern

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Ch 17-I Could Hold You for a Million Years

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It's not always easy and

Sometimes life can be deceiving

I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

Jack Johnson-Better Together

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the-hopeless-haze · 2 years

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Rafael Barba

Being Alive Masterlist

based on “Being Alive” from Company. Deals with Rafael’s fear of commitment and being alive in cohabitation with another person. It is especially fun if you have seen Company because it is littered with references that I think are hilarious. It was the first fic I’ve finished and it’s been over a year now that it’s been out :) good memories here even though I’m not in that fandom anymore. Warnings at the beginning of each chapter but in general there is smut in some chapters as well as mentions of sexual abuse par for the course of an SVU episode.

Sonny Carisi & Rafael Barba

i hope he’ll be a beautiful fool that takes my spot next to you

This is a one-shot reader insert based on “exile” by Taylor Swift (yes I took the title from another song I know). Kind of a spin-off of Being Alive that I wrote when I was aggravated with it. Genuinely a bisexual disaster. Basically, the reader was in a long-term relationship with Barba until she wasn’t anymore… and she left him for her partner Sonny. Bisexual twists here. Smut. Honestly, I remember this being a blast to write so I hope it’s as much fun to read!

Elliot Stabler

A Dwindling, Mercurial High

One-shot. Based on ”Illicit Affairs” by Taylor Swift. This is just smut honestly. There is some background here for their relationship but basically just an excuse for smut.

House of Cards

Claire Underwood

Oh, My Precious Whore

Idk what this is but like. Have it. This is one part of a two-part fic I never finished. The reader is married to Duncan Shepherd… Claire is interested in her. Implied smut but I never get to that part and idk if I ever will lol

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crowfootwrites · 3 years

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The Bath [Rafael Barba x Reader]

Hi all! This is my first attempt at writing one-shots, to keep me sane while I work on a v long Barba x OC fanfic. Also, DISCLAIMER: I'm still getting used to Tumblr as a platform, so please excuse any weird formatting or me just generally not knowing what the fuck I'm doing.

Also, I would greatly appreciate any feedback or engagement with my writing! This fic was created based on a prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting, who I adore.

It had been an incredibly long day by the time you made it back to your apartment that night. You checked your phone as you made it to your front door. 10:03 pm. You sighed. Today had been Rafael’s day off and when you had arrived at work this morning, you had actually hoped to be finished early so you could head home and spend some time with him. But then your boss had dropped a stack of overdue needs assessments on your desk and told you they needed to be up to date by end of day. You had slogged through all of them, even working through lunch, but it had still taken you until 7:30 to finish them. And then all of the assessments needed to be charted. And then you had to answer all the emails you had been avoiding all day in favor of finishing the assessments. You had finally dragged your ass out of the office at 9:30, and all you could think about was sinking into a warm bath with a glass of wine and the company of your very handsome boyfriend.

As you shoved your key grumpily in the lock, mad at the world for taking away your time with Rafael, you hoped he wasn’t upset. You had, of course, messaged him right away to let him know how your day was shaping up, apologizing that it might be a late one. He had, of course, been completely understanding and kind about it. It would have been hypocritical for him to react in any other way, given the work hours he traditionally kept. But you silently hoped that there wasn’t actually some little seed of resentment growing there. Both of you had such busy lives, such hectic schedules, and it wasn’t entirely uncommon for both of you to have to apologize to one another for work getting in the way.

As you stepped into the apartment, you breathed in the warm scent of corn tortillas. Music was coming from the living room, a swell of soft piano carrying through the apartment. You dropped your bag on the entry table and shucked off your heels, padding to the kitchen to find Rafael standing in front of the stove, his back to you. You had just a moment to gaze at him before he noticed you, and you smiled in pleasure at the way his t-shirt stretched across his broad shoulders, at the streaks of silver in his hair. When he turned around to greet you, his smile was genuine, his eyes clear and content. You crossed the kitchen in two long strides to wrap yourself in his arms.

He chuckled, a low sound rumbling in his chest against your ear. “Hola, preciosa.” He placed a kiss on the crown of your head, breathing in the smell of your lavender shampoo. “How was your day?”

You look up at him with a pout, partly playful, but partly serious. “Long and bad.”

Rafael smirked, his hand coming to cup your cheek. “Lo siento, baby… How about this? I’m finishing up dinner. Let’s eat, and then we’ll get you in the bath, huh?”

You nodded. He knew you well.

After the two of you had finished dinner – incredible roast pork tacos with fresh pico de gallo – you padded to the master bathroom to start running the bath. You lit the candles perched around the edge of the bathtub and tossed in a lavender scented bath bomb, hoping to ease some of the stress from your muscles and your mind. You could hear Rafael clanging around in the kitchen, washing pots and loading the dishwasher. You thought about going back out to insist on doing that for him, considering that he had cooked, but you knew you didn’t have the energy. You’d have to make it up to him. Maybe you’d get up early in the morning and pack him a lunch.

You stripped your satin tank top and dress pants off, kicking them towards the hamper in the corner. You flipped the lights off and immediately felt your headache ease a little. Slipping out your bra and underwear, you felt your body finally relax. You turned off the water and stepped slowly into the tub, letting the heat caress your skin, sinking beneath the surface of the pale purple water. Your eyes closed automatically, heavy after such a long day, as you laid your head back against the edge of the tub.

When you and Rafael had gone apartment hunting after deciding to move in together, you had told him that your only demand was a good tub. Baths were your favorite form of self-care and you usually indulged in more than one per week. So, he had spoiled you by finding an apartment with a large, deep, garden tub and the night you moved in, you had made him soak and given him a massage, to show him what he had been missing out on as more of a shower-type man.

A quiet knock on the door pulled you out of your reverie as Rafael came into the dim room carrying a glass of wine for you and a scotch for himself. He handed you the wine and you breathed a heavy sigh, so glad to be home. The light from the candles flickered, bouncing off the shiny white subway tiles around you. Rafael settled on the edge of the tub, his gentle fingers running long your shoulder and up your neck. Your head lolled towards him, eager for his touch. You raised a wet hand from under the water and gripped his fingers, placing a kiss on his palm. He sighed, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. You looked so peaceful, the shimmering purple water like magic around you, and suddenly Rafael wanted nothing more than to have you in his arms. He leaned over you in the tub and placed a kiss on the crown of your head. As he pulled away, you heard his low voice murmuring, “Is there some space left in that bathtub?”

You grinned. The only thing that could make this bath better was enjoying it with Rafael.

“Always, mi amor. Come join me,” you hummed softly.

Rafael stripped down and helped you sit forward in the tub, sliding down behind you. You leaned back, sinking into the soft embrace of his body, his chest and arms solid around you. He placed a soft kiss to your shoulder, the busy thoughts that were always in his mind suddenly quieting. His tan knees bracketed around your ribs, and you ran your fingers over his thighs, feeling complete. Silence reigned in the bathroom and you focused on the rise and fall of Rafael’s chest against your back, counting his heartbeats like the very best sound of home.

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jeonghanscheekboness · 3 years

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A Barisi Fanfic idea

Carisi has to work on Christmas cause he’s the newbie and he’s in his office, the building is empty. It’s late at night. He’s deep in his paperwork when he hears a knock at his open door. He jumps, then realizes it’s Barba and sighs.

Raf (knowing that Carisi is particularly sad that he can’t be with his family on Christmas) brings a little present and sets it on his desk. He invites him out for drinks.

Carisi is all “you don’t have to” and Barba is like “I want to. I wouldn’t want you spending Christmas alone.”

They go to the bar and get drinks, Carisi regales a tale of when he was young and went to Midnight mass with his family and there was a blackout. The church was full of candles, it was beautiful. They have a moment and ~almost~ kiss.

Barba offers to walk Sonny back to his apartment. They talk, maybe even hold hands? They get to his apartment, and they’re standing in the doorway with Rafael about to go. Rafael is like “Wait, I forgot this!” And pulls a tiny box out of his pocket. It says “To: Sonny (with a sunshine drawn on it)

Sonny opens it and it’s a tie, just like Rafa’s. One that Somny had complimented Rafa on and asked where he bought it once. He gets a lil misty eyes and thanks Rafa, hugging him. Rafael says goodnight and is about to leave but then Sonny stops him and decides to confess his feelings and then they ❤️💕💜💗kiss💕💜❤️💗 And then sonny invites Rafa in for a nightcap and the end

#barisi #law and order special victims unit #special victims unit #incorrect svu #law and order #ada carisi #detective carisi #dominick carisi #gay #ada barba #barba law and order #dominic sonny carisi jr.#sonny carisi #svu fanfiction

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altsvu · 3 years

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Law and Order SVU Masterlist

(will be updated regularly!)

✨- denotes smut

total completed works: 24

Series:

✰ fitting in (sonny carisi x female reader)

✰ three way phone - part 1 | part 2✨- coming soon! (sonny carisi x peter stone x detective!fem!reader)

Oneshots:

✰ unusual reunion (candy hearts bingo - sonny carisi x female reader)

✰ sneaky on the 8th floor (love you, love you not bingo - sonny carisi x female reader) ✨

✰ returning the favor (love you, love you not bingo - peter stone x female reader) ✨

✰ pre-motion shenanigans (love you, love you not bingo - sonny carisi x female reader) ✨

✰ new beginnings (request - peter stone x female reader)

✰ wet dream (request - sonny carisi x ada!female!reader) ✨

✰ strapped up - coming soon! (casey novak x black!detective!fem!reader) ✨

✰ more than just my intern (sonny carisi x fem!reader)

✰ wanted him back - coming soon! (request - nick amaro x fem!reader) ✨

✰ long lost (peter stone x black!fem!reader) ✨

✰ you saved me - coming soon! (request - amanda rollins x black!teen!reader)

✰ fainting spells - coming soon! (request - sonny carisi x black!fem!detective!reader)

✰ massage envy - coming soon! (sonny carisi x black!fem!reader) ✨

Drabbles:

✰ surprise, let’s be valentines (love you, love you not bingo - rafael barba x gender neutral reader)

✰ fantasies (rafael barba x female reader) ✨

✰ truth or dare (100 celebration - sonny carisi x gender neutral reader)

✰ we’re not dating! (100 celebration - sonny carisi x female reader)

✰ dress shopping (100 celebration - nick amaro x female reader)

✰ tattoo ridden (200 celebration - rafael barba x fem!reader) ✨

✰ secretly in love (request - rita calhoun x gn!reader)

✰ talk through it (request - sonny carisi x fem!reader) ✨

✰ too fast… or not fast enough (request - sonny carisi x fem!reader) ✨

Headcannons:

✰ one true love (request - rafael barba x gn!reader)

✰ gala ready (wsvu week - cabenson)

Other:

✰ a little excerpt (sonny carisi x oc)

✰ 5 minute drabble (rafael barba x gn!reader)

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itsjustmyfantasyroom · 1 year

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Yearly Festivities

It’s been a while. Merry Christmas 🎅.

WC: 550

Warnings: Fluffy Rafi and Christmas.

Enjoy x

The room was filled with tension, his green eyes fixed on you as you fluttered around the room being social. You were surprised that he showed up, going against the squad twice in just a few months, there was an elephant in the room. But with you, it was a different kind of tension, but it was a case of who would crack first. You had sat and listened to Sonny talk about how he felt about going up against him and then you also heard Liv’s opinion, but you stayed on neutral ground.

You were excited he was here, the butterflies flying around in your tummy. You missed the sparkle in his eye, the sneaky winks he would give you when no one was watching, the smell of his fading cologne as he walked past after a long day and his three-piece suites in colours you absolutely loved. But what you fell in love with that added to the list of things you loved about him, was the salt and pepper hair that was sitting on his face and framed his lips, that were to you, so perfect.

You were chatting away with Amanda and another uniform that had just worked on an undercover with you all, when your eyes darted up and they met with Rafael’s. He gave you a side smirk and a small wink, your cheeks blushing instantly. You excused yourself from the girls and walked towards where he was standing, your eyes fixed on each other till you were a fingertip away,

“Didn’t think you were going to talk to me tonight detective” He smirked again and took a sip of his drink and you scoffed back playfully.

“When have I ever not made the effort to talk to my favourite ADA of all time”

Rafael let out a little chuckle and closed the very small space between you both.

“You look beautiful tonight Y/N, I haven’t been able to take my eyes off you”

Your eyes locked with his and you let your hand rise up to rest on his hairy face, allowing your thumb to run along his bottom lip,

“Rafael- “

Before you had a chance to finished you sentence, Rafael’s hand rested on your hip and slid around to your lower back. You felt his hand press into you and he pulled you into his body, his body heat hitting your skin through your dress,

“May I?” he whispered and then you watched his eye sight move up to the roof “It’s kind of a tradition”

You nodded, grinning, and bitting your bottom lip at the same time. The spark in your tummy that hit you when his lips met yours almost took your breath away. His lips were soft and his facial hair was smooth against your face. Your hand that was on his face slid down and rested on his neck. You felt so safe and comfortable with him, and you fell in love with him a little more when he didn’t deepen the kiss, that your body just melted into him. Rafael finally broke that very long kiss, looking down at you with blushed cheeks before he rested his forehead on yours,

“Shall you get out of here?” you said shyly.

“I’ll go get a cab.”

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sej2020 · 1 year

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Better Me, Better You

Chapter 1

Chapter List

‘Hey you’ said Barba settling on the edge of your desk in the precinct late one evening.

‘Hi’ you smiled, sitting back in your seat.

‘Don’t you know when your captain goes so can you?’ teased Barba lightly.

‘Mm, that would be true of I didn’t offer to do her paperwork so she could go home to her son’ you said placing your elbow on the chair arm, cupping your chin looking up at the man.

‘Silly girl…. Got much left or do I need to order in?’ asked Barba, getting up and grabbing a chair from another desk, wheeling it over.

‘What are you doing?’ you asked watching the man in amusement as he sat in the chair next to you and began organising your desk.

‘Well how do you expect to work in a mess like this?’ said Barba with a raised eyebrow.

‘It’s not a mess, that’s the done pile, and that’s the load I’m starting now’ you said indicating the two piles.

‘Have you actually done anything since ‘Liv left?’ asked Barba.

‘I tried but it’s so boring Rafael’ you whined, Barba chuckling.

‘Oh dear lord women, move, let me sort a system, you order dinner’ exasperated Barba, handing you his phone then using his foot to roll your chair away from the desk so he could take your place.

Giggling you opened the man’s phone and ordered from your usual haunt, pleased to see the time would be under an hour for delivery. Once the order was sent you got to your feet and made your way to the break room, pulling out two mugs to pour two strong coffee’s. Returning to your desk with the now steaming mugs, you found Barba had organised three smaller piles, placing the work you had done in your done tray.

‘You can start with this pile’ said Barba taking his mug from you as you settled back at your desk, tapping a pile with his fingers.

‘And why this pile?’ you said flipping open the top folder.

‘This is the papers I need’ said Barba smugly.

‘Of course it is’ you snorted.

You spent the rest of the evening rolling your eyes at the mans instruction, but in no time you got all the necessary work completed, along with having a takeaway dinner all on Barba.

‘What plans you got for tomorrow? It’s still your day off right?’ asked Barba as you dropped off the completed folders into the Captain’s office.

‘It is... I haven’t thought much apart from having a lay in to be honest’ you said letting Barba put your coat on over your shoulders, handing you your bag.

‘Fancy brunch tomorrow then? I’ll come pick you up around ten’ suggested Barba as the two of you made your way towards the elevator.

‘Sure, that would be fun’

Chapter 2

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uncpanda · 3 years

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Family

Prompt 20: bandaging/stitching up an injury

Pairing: Rafael Barba x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy and surrogacy.

AN: I saw a chance to include ADA Isaiah Holmes and I took it. Because I think he’s a fabulous character and I love Wentworth Miller.

“I am so sorry.”

Rafael gives you a funny look as you try to avoid looking at his hand which is currently bleeding. Normally, the blood wouldn’t affect you, but pregnancy hormones had apparently made you a little squeamish. “It’s not your fault.”

You sigh, before turning to dig through the medicine cabinet to get what you need, “Yes it is. I’m the one who dropped the glass. I’m the one that’s so huge that I couldn’t pick up the glass.”

Rafael snorts, “You’re eight months pregnant, and your back is killing you all the time. You didn’t need to pick it up. Plus the only reason you dropped the glass is because I bumped into you.”

You turn to face him, tears brimming in the corners of your eyes, “But you got hurt.”

With his good hand, he takes your free hand and gives it a squeeze, “I’m okay. I promise.”

He’s the one who diseinfects the wound, so that you can bandage it. When it’s all done he holds it up for you to inspect, “See. I’m perfectly fine.”

You let out a little sigh of relief, knowing you panic wasn’t exactly reasonable. And because he always seems to know what you’re thinking, Rafael pulls you into his arms for a quick cuddle.You snuggle into his body. He isn’t wearing aftershave, something that’s become the norm since you realized how sensitive to smells the pregnancy had made you.

His hand rubs up and down your back, and places a kiss on your forehead. “I love you. You know that, right?”

“I know. I love you too.”

“And this thing you’re doing? I think it’s incredibly kind and loving of you.”

You smile, and try to bury it in Rafa’s shoulder, “It’s not a big deal.”

“It’s a very big deal, and I know for a fact that Isaiah and his husband are so grateful for it.”

You take a step back and rub a hand over your belly. ADA Isaiah Holmes was your best friend. At one point he’d been your mentor at the ADA’s office, and from there a friendship had bloomed. He’d gone through some of the toughest moments of your life with you, and you had stood by him no matter what. In some ways, he was more like a brother.

So when he and his husband James had been ready to start a family, they had approached you about being a surrogate. You had stared at them for several minutes, more than a little nervous. You and Rafael had been together for a year, and while the two of you lived together you had both decided you weren’t ready for kids or marriage yet.

The two of you had talked about it extensively, before you had both decided you were okay to move forward. Isaiah had been thrilled, and to your surprise the insemination had taken the first time. You’d been warned it might take a few rounds. And now, here you were, eight months later and an emotional mess. You were really happy that you’d be done soon.

A knock on the door breaks you out of your thoughts, and Rafa goes to answer the door. Isaiah and James are there. Not missing a thing, Isaiah takes in Rafael’s hand and then looks at you. His lips quirk into a smile, before walking over to you, a bag of your favorite bagels in hand, “Craving delivery.”

You perk up and quickly take the bag from him, and start heading towards the couch. You ease yourself down with a little bit of help, and Isaiah settles on your left side. And as has become habit, you reach over and take his hand before placing it on your belly, where one of the twins is kicking. Rafa smiles as he takes a seat in an armchair, allowing James to take the seat on your other side and also place his hand on your belly.

And while the two dads get to feel their babies kick you, chow down and smile at your wounded boyfriend. He shoots you a wink, and you can’t help but think you’re the luckiest girl in the world because you have the best boyfriend and the best friends a girl can ask for.

#ada rafael barba #rafael barba #rafael barba x reader #rafael barba x you #rafael barba/you #law and order svu #Law and Order: Special Victims Unit #law and order svu fanfiction #law and order svu imagine #svu #law and order svu reader insert

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thats-jaywalking · 1 year

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Inspo: archiveofourown.org/works/44100204

@laurifern

{angst}

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Ch 15-The Ice That Numbs My Throat

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I've never seen this kind of love

The kind that won't slip away

Yes I'm soaring thru your heart

Don't you know I could not survive

Without you in my life

I would die for you

Jann Arden - I Would Die For You

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the-hopeless-haze · 4 years

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Being Alive Masterlist

Rafael Barba is in his 40s and has still yet to marry, much to the dismay of his mother. That part of is his life is over; it has to be. He's far too old, far too pained, far too set in his ways. Well, that's what he thought until a fresh face on the SVU starts to weasel her way in and change his mind.

Set somewhere in S15-16 and will progress to later seasons throughout the story.

Expect a lot of Company references!

This has been such a labor of love and I am so happy to finally be posting this. I will try to update weekly!

Want to be tagged in future parts? Let me know and I’ll add you!

***indicates smut

❤️ = my favorite chapters

Archive of Our Own link

Chapter 1: Someone to Hold You Too Close ❤️

Chapter 2: Someone to Hurt You Too Deep ❤️

Chapter 3: Someone to Sit in Your Chair and Ruin Your Sleep

Chapter 4: Someone to Need You Too Much

Chapter 5: Someone to Know You Too Well

Chapter 6: Someone to Pull You Up Short, To Put You Through Hell *** ❤️

Chapter 7: Someone You Have to Let In

Chapter 8: Someone Whose Feelings You Spare

Chapter 9: Someone Who, Like It or Not, Will Want You to Share A Little, A Lot *** ❤️

Chapter 10: Someone to Crowd You With Love ❤️

Chapter 11: Someone to Force You to Care

Chapter 12: Someone to Make You Come Through

Chapter 13: Somebody Hold Me Too Close ***

Chapter 14: Somebody Hurt Me Too Deep ❤️

Chapter 15: Somebody Sit in My Chair and Ruin My Sleep

Chapter 16: Somebody Need Me Too Much

Chapter 17: Somebody Know Me Too Well

Chapter 18: Somebody to Pull Me Up Short, and Put Me Through Hell

Chapter 19: But Alone is Alone, Not Alive! ❤️

Emo Ending Author’s Note

#raul esparza #rafael barba #svu #law and order svu #barba #company #raúl esparza #rafael barba x you #barba x reader #rafael barba x reader #ada barba #law and order: svu #svu fanfiction #being alive

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belu-ladyzerg · 3 years

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Por una cabeza

Aviso 1: Es mi primer fic en el fandom de Law and Order SVU, es posible que haya ciertos “errores” en tema del hilo de la continuidad (mas que nada entre que capítulos tendrá lugar la historia), cosa que iré corrigiendo a medida que investigue un poco mas a medida que vaya avanzando (esto significa posibles capítulos a futuro). También quiero dejar en claro que será es español, y que estará abierta la idea de ser traducido al inglés sí todo sale bien 😅

Aviso 2: insultos (muchos), situaciones/insinuaciones sexuales, pelea/agresión física.

Pareja/s: Rafael Barba x Reader(oc), Dominick "Sonny" Carisi x Reader(oc)... aún sigo analizando está parte ya que Reader-chan tiene un nombre completo por motivos de la trama pero lo pueden leer como si tuviera otro nombre en mente, a excepción del apellido, sorry.

Aclaración: este fic (o al menos este capítulo) toma inspiración sobre algunos sucesos ocurridos en el capítulo 16 de la temporada 16, principalmente la situación que pasa Rafael con su abuela, por otra parte el título es inspirado en el tango "Por una Cabeza" de Carlos Gardel, pero no es un songfic, ¡aviso!, ya que habrá momentos que se hará mención sobre la canción así como del baile elegido en cuestión, si, dejé un vídeo el cual me gusto por la forma en que bailan dicho tango y, por el cual, será usado en este fic, además de que casualmente la estatura entre los personajes se diferencian casi por una cabeza (ba dum tss) 🤣

Otra aclaración que quiero dejar es que a pesar de que estará en español quiero indicar que lo escrito entre comillas ("..") es cuando las personas estarían hablando en inglés y sin comillas sería en español, además de que haya algún tipo de modismos/jergas/lunfardo/slangs que en caso de ser necesario será marcado con un asterisco (*) y "traducido"/explicado al final, y en caso de que alguna palabra/frase/oración/párrafo no se entienda, es decir que no lleve un asterisco, me lo pueden preguntar dejando un comentario.

Una última cosa, no soy de poner un resumen sobre que trata o tratará el fanfic, soy mas de crear la trama a medida que la voy pensando o escribiendo ya que me suelo inspirar de los fics que voy leyendo 🤣

😒 siento que me olvido de algo.. pero no sé qué es😒

https://youtu.be/jj1fOKLrUPU

(inspiración y baile)

(foto: https://fashion-runways.tumblr.com/post/640608822098034688/teuta-matoshi-duriqi-couture-2021-if-you-want-to)

(vestido usado en la fiesta de máscaras)

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El Año Nuevo pasó como todos los años con mucho festejos para la gran mayoría en la ciudad de Nueva York, para otros fue solo un día mas pero con un año diferente al final sumado a la acumulación de trabajo, de esta forma era como lo veía el Fiscal Rafael Barba mientras terminaba su día cerrando las carpetas para firmar al día siguiente dejándolas a un lado de su escritorio sumido en su propia burbuja de pensamientos hasta que fue traído de vuelta a la realidad por el ruido del vidrio al ser golpeado, él parpadeó enfocando su vista sobre el rostro femenino muy particular que se asomaba con una amplia sonrisa por la puerta abierta a la mitad, instintivamente Rafael sonrió acomodándose en su silla.

-"A qué se debe esta visita de última hora, Teniente?" -Rafael con una amplia sonrisa en su rostro se cruzó de brazos viendo como Olivia Benson entraba al despacho del fiscal sentándose frente a éste.

-"Solo para entregarte una invitación para la fiesta de gala que, ya bien sabes, se realiza a comienzo de años" -la mujer saca de un bolsillo interno de su saco un sobre de un color pastel dejándolo en el escritorio viendo como su amigo giraba sus ojos a la vez que hacía una morisqueta dejándose ver el obvio desagrado que tenía, ella suelta una leve risa ya que era la reacción que esperaba de él tras informarle la noticia, se inclinó acercándose un poco mas al escritorio y empuja el sobre acercándolo mas al abogado- "Vamos, no será divertido sin tu presencia... además que en esta ocasión será de máscaras, hasta ya elegí las nuestras..."

-"¿Nuestras?" -el ojis verdes arquea una ceja soltando una risotada irónica a la vez que agarra el sobre y lo abre sacando la tarjeta que se nota que estaba escrita a mano mientras que Olivia se contagia de la risa de su amigo, la inspecciona con interés hasta ver la firma que provenía del Comisionado y de una escuela que no reconocía, confundido se la pasa a Olivia que la toma- "¿Tenés mas información que darme? Porque así no me convenceras de ir"

-"Lo entiendo, a nosotros también nos fue difícil de entender cuando el Jefe Dodds llego con las invitaciones, al parecer una respetada escuela de Ceremonial y Protocolo le propuso al Comisionado en organizar este evento a modo de sus prácticas, obviamente instruidos por el equipo que ya posee el departamento de policías.. la verdad que día a día me entero de cosas nuevas" -Benson le devuelve la invitación a Barba que se acomodó contra el respaldo de la silla, ambos mantenían sus sonrisas en sus caras, el ambiente calmo se podía palpar, ella da un leve golpe en el escritorio levantándose de su lugar a lo que Rafael copia la acción para acercarse a ella- "Dale Rafa, solo será una noche y necesitas relajarte un poco."

El abogado suelta un leve resoplido pasando su mano por su cara resongando para finalizar con ambas manos levantadas rendido.

-"Esta bien, ganaste... pero me iré ni bien me aburra" -con el ceño fruncido el hombre apunta con el dedo índice a su amiga, ella le palmea el hombro guiñandole un ojo.

-"Te lo prometo, será divertido".

Olivia se despide de Rafael con un beso en la mejilla y sale del despacho cerrando la puerta, los días pasan cumpliéndose 10 dias desde que Barba recibió la invitación, las inquietudes del abogado sobre aquel evento iban creciendo más siendo por la curiosidad que le generó saber que una escuela, un grupo de niños según su postura, sea la organizadora de tan belicoso evento, presentía que algo no iba a salir bien de eso y que el Subcomisionado se iba a lavar las manos si se llegara a cumplir ese mal augurio. Mientras tanto pasadas las 4 pm en un aula siete alumnos discutían acaloradamente los asuntos que iban a emplear cada uno en el evento, uno de ellos lleno de ira se levanta con rapidez tirando la silla en la que estaba sentado, los que estaban a su alrededor dieron un paso atrás alejándose.

-"Con calma Bobby, nosotros también estamos enojados por los cambios repentinos... sabíamos desde el minuto uno que esto iba a pasar" -se acerca un chico alto a Bobby posando una mano sobre el hombro de éste y frunce el entrecejo- "Además vos solo te encargas de la música, no sé para que te enojas".

-"Me enojo... Dave.. porque tengo que volver a cambiar la lista de música y acomodarla para todo el evento, no sé dónde voy a conseguir" música latina "y menos tengo el tiempo de escucharla para que no haya nada inapropiado que pueda perjudicar la velada" -Bobby arrastra el nombre de su amigo alto con sarcasmo, se sacó la mano de él de su hombro yendo a pasos largos hacía la puerta abriéndola con enojo- "Si me disculpan... me voy ahora mismo al departamento a preparar lo primero que encuentre... así que suerte Belu con esos seres pedantes por si se llegan a quejar" -el joven pelirrojo se va azotando la puerta dejando anonadada a la mencionada, ella entre cierra sus ojos llevando una mano a su boca mostrando una mirada pensante, el silencio que se generó era demasiado incómodo para todos que el resto miraban a otro lado evitando contacto visual con ella hasta que se da cuenta del trasfondo de aquéllas palabras.

-Momento.... Bobby está diciendo que.. yo.. -la chica mencionada como Belu empieza a reír con nerviosismo que empezó hablar en español sin darse cuenta, pasa ambas manos por su cara soltando una carcajada terminando en un grito liberando un poco el estrés que ya estaba creciendo en su cabeza, una chica de largos cabellos negros con una mirada preocupante se acercó a la morena tomando una silla sentándose justo al lado de ella acariciandole la espalda, ambas chicas se miran a los ojos llenas de angustia- ¿Por qué tengo que ser yo quien sea la cara para el evento? No necesito de los puntos... además no me simpatiza en absoluto el Subcomisionado Abraham... Jenny, por fa... -Belu toma las manos de Jenifer mientras hacía pucherito(*) en un intento desesperado para convencerla.

-Lo siento, Bel... pero fue decisión de las profesoras.. -Jenifer apoya su cabeza en el hombro de su amiga entrelazando sus dedos con los de ella que la otra le palmea la mejilla- Al final si necesitas los puntos... no pasaste los últimos dos trabajos prácticos y no te da la nota para poder pasar las otras materias de forma correlativa.. lo siento..

-Eso no puede ser... si hice todo lo que pedían esos trabajos -irrumpe Belén a su amiga, otra chica se acerca sentándose sobre la mesa.

-"En realidad.. todo el salon falló, y sin explicación alguna del porqué.." -responde la chica de pelo rubio que se sentó sobre la mesa- "Suponemos que este evento y el próximo serán dados como los trabajos prácticos.."

-Seamos realistas.. esas profesoras son unas soretas mal cagadas(*) que no les viene bien nada porque no somos como el curso de último año -la morocha suelta la mano de Belén y patea una silla con ira tirándola lejos, la chica rubia camina hacia la morocha quedando detrás y le tira las orejas que la hace retorcerse gimoteando de dolor- ¡aaay! duele.. GiGi, duele duele..

-"Igual, sabes que tenés nuestro apoyo por si surgen mas problemas, somos un equipo y lo resolvemos entre todos" -se acerca a las tres chicas un chico de tez morena con mucha energía que las abrazas tirándose sobre ellas, las risas de los cuatro logra dispersar la dura tensión que se había generado que los demás se suman al jugueteo entre risas por un rato que se separan agarrando sus cosas, el chico de tez morena saca su celular preparando la cámara- "Saquemonos una foto antes de caer en la locura en un par de horas"

Los seis alumnos se juntan lo mejor posible que el dueño del celular saca varias fotos inmortalizando el momento, salen todos del colegio yendo directamente al departamento compartido de Jenifer, GiGi, Belén y otros dos chicos mas para arreglarse tardando unas 3 horas, Bobby al ser el encargado de la música fue el primero en irse al salón de un hotel de 5 estrellas que se contrato para el evento de esa noche, él les comenta por mensajes de textos en que se apuren ya que el Subcomisionado estaba haciendo lío incumpliendo con el contrato y sin muchas respuestas por los demas que el resto del equipo ya cambiados van hacía el salón, Belén y Dave logran persuadir al Subcomisionado alejándolo del lugar permitiéndole al resto del equipo terminar con los últimos preparativos, ya las 9 pm empiezan a llegar los invitados llevándose una sorpresa al momento que anuncian su nombre mostrando la invitación a Belén, pasada ya casi una hora Dave quien la ayudaba se acercó a su oído.

-"¿No tenías otra máscara que usar? Los estás asustando" -susurro Dave a Belén aprovechando el momento hasta que llegarán más invitados o tal vez los últimos.

-"Si.. la única, porque me olvidé por completo.. además me quedó genial con el vestido y los anillos en forma de garra" -habla entre los dientes Belén manteniendo una sonrisa justo que llega un grupo grande de invitados, Dave recibe una parte del grupo con una sonrisa un tanto forzada, se paran frente a la chica una morena portando un vestido ajustado negro largo con una amplia sonrisa llevando una máscara de diseño de lobo acompañada de un hombre con un smoking portando de máscara un diseño de tigre quedando mudos por un momento al ver la máscara en forma de la parte frontal de un cráneo de gato, la jovencita se ríe por lo bajo aliviando un poco la tensión- "No se preocupen, no muerdo... lo único que pido es el número de la invitación para ubicarlos mas rápido" -la joven prepara la lapicera viendo que la mujer saca invitación buscando el número.

-"Por supuesto, es.. 201401380"

-"Teniente... Olivia Benson y Abogado... Rafael Barba, ¿correcto? discúlpenme pero me cuesta ver sin lentes" -Belén acercaba a su cara la lista para poder leerla ya que no poseía sus lentes, su amigo Dave se ríe que saca de un bolsillo los lentes de ella dejándolos sobre la tablita que tenía la chica la lista- "Un poco tarde.. pero gracias Dave, ya pueden pasar Teniente Benson y Sr. Barba, que tengan una linda velada"

-"Igualmente a ustedes Detectives Rollins y Amaro" -expresa Dave con una sonrisa que se hace a un lado que los cuatro invitados pasan entrando al salón saludando a los jóvenes, a los minutos llegan dos mujeres cerca de los 50 años.

-"Excelente trabajo Dave.. Belén, es hora de que sigan con las cosas que hay en el salón, GiGi y André necesitan de su ayuda" -la profesora toma las tablitas con las listas poniéndolas debajo de su brazo- "Nosotras seguimos desde acá"

-"De acuerdo profesora" -responden al unísono los dos alumnos asintiendo con la cabeza que dan medía vuelta y entran al salón tomados del brazo, Dave saca del bolsillo interno de su saco una libreta asi mismo una lapicera que se la da a Belén que iba tomando notas de lo que parecía que iba mal o estaba mal ejecutado o que simplemente se cambió al momento de armar todo, mientras iban caminando entre las personas observando todo Dave suelta una leve risa llamando la atención de su amiga.

-"¿De qué te reís? entiendo que el evento es un chiste pero... decimelo que voy aceptar la crítica" -Belén le da un leve golpe con su cadera a su amigo que se tienta mas de la risa y le devuelve el golpe también con la cadera- Daaaaale, no seas ortiva(*)

-"No es por el evento.. es que al ver como ese abogado se quedó mirándote en la entrada fue.." -el chico se alejo un poco de ella mirándola con picardía arqueando una ceja y con sus manos sobre su pecho hace el gesto de estar apretándose los pechos además de tirarle un beso, la joven se sonrojó hasta las orejas al entender el mensaje que de la vergüenza intenta sacarle el saco a Dave pero él entre risas se lo impide- "Igual él fue más discreto y no fue el único que estuvo hipnotizado por tu... gargantilla.. aquel hombre alto con máscara de unicornio si que no podía ocultar la mirada.. igual dudo que hagas algo respecto"

-Ay, no me digas.. agh.. Y aunque pasara algo es obvio que no soy de su tipo -Belén suelta con sarcasmo mientras se acomoda el corset del vestido viendo a Dave bailar un poco pero él se detiene de golpe mirandola con curiosidad.

-¡¿Estás diciendo que ya les habías fichado hasta el alma?!(*) ... Belén, no te tenía así, mmmh me agrada -Dave muestra una sonrisa maliciosa mirándola de pies a cabeza, ella se tienta de la risa que le pega en el brazo que siguen hablando sobre chicos distrayendose un poco de sus deberes.

Por otro lado, tras unas dos horas junto con el brindis dado por el Subcomisionado Abraham y cerrado por unas palabras del Comisionado y varios temas musicales latinos ya resonando en los parlantes en lo que podría ser el final del evento, en la otra punta del salón cerca del escenario un grupito de amigos estaban charlando mientras degustaban algunos platos que nunca en su vida habían escuchado o, en su defecto, jamás dieron la chance de probar, entre ellos una chica rubia con una máscara con diseño de flamenco iba comiendo el tercer cuenco de postre de textura cremosa con un tono terracota pero bastante dulce, postre el cual también llamó la atención de otros tres miembros del grupo salvo dos que tenían las manos ocupadas con una copa de vino mirando a los otros con una sonrisa.

-"Este postre... si que es delicioso, lo malo es que lo sirvan en porciones pequeñas" -Amanda Rollins deja el cuenco sobre la mesa en la que estaban y toma su copa de vino para limpiar un poco el paladar, su compañero Nick Amaro se acomoda un poco su máscara con diseño de pavo real mirando alrededor.

-"Es solo" arroz con leche con canela(*) "no es la gran cosa, Amanda" -dice Nick con cierta vehemencia mientras terminaba su copa dejándola en la bandeja de un mozo que justo pasó, apoyó sus brazos en la mesa con la mirada fija en un plato vacío- "Lo que sí es rico y que extraño se mi infancia es el" matahambre de guayaba(*).. como lo extraño -el hombre se lleva ambas manos a la cara haciendo que lloraba, sus compañeros de trabajo no entendieron bien a que se refería salvo uno que reía por lo bajo.

-"Por favor Nick, no me lo recuerdes que hace tiempo que no como de esos," mi abuelita "me los solía hacer junto con los" merenguitos(*) "para llevarme para el recreo en la primaria... que buenos tiempos eran aquellos" -responde Rafael dando el último sorbo de su copa dejándola en la mesa soltando un leve suspiro de nostalgia.

-"Entonces qué hago con éste cuenco, ¿lo devuelvo?" -Olivia dejá en el medio de la mesa un cuenco con unos copitos horneados de merengue y unas masitas espolvoreadas en azúcar impalpable rellenas de una crema amarillenta, los ojos de los dos hombres se abren del asombro y brillan de alegría, los demás se tentaron de la risa por la facilidad que su jefa los hizo hacer babear pero el bullicio de una discusión entre varios que se iba acercando rompió con esa magia.

-¡¿De dónde mierda cree ese enano del orto cree que voy a sacar una pareja de tangueros?! ¡¿De la concha?!(*) -Belén llena de rabia gesticula con sus manos señalando su pelvis, Dave le tapa la boca con la mano para que intentará no elevar la voz mas de lo que ya era, ella lo empuja enojada pasando entre las personas- No avisó una reverenda mierda que quería cerrar el evento con una pareja bailando Tango, por este motivo no quería ser la cara del evento, el Subcomisionado se puede ir bien a la puta que lo re mil concha pario, pero que se suba a una tortuga y que se vaya lentito a la re mismísima mierda por hijo de re mil putas.(*)

-No sos la única así de furiosa, lo estamos todos, hasta la mismísima Jefa en Ceremonial de su despacho, podrá ser un boludo.. -el muchacho trata de calmar a su amiga que se da cuenta que estaban junto al último grupo que habían hecho entrar hace horas atrás y que justo los estaban mirando anonadados por la lluvia de insultos que salian de la boca de ella, ademas recordó que eran policías que vuelve a intentar taparle la boca a Belén que seguía con los insultos pero no se dejaba.

-No me tapes la boca, carajo, estoy hasta el culo con en este evento mas con la mierda que pide a último segundo el enano mal cagado.. y como si nos llegarán a entender.. -la chica con la máscara de gato iba a decir algo más pero el abogado la mira despectivamente interrumpiendola.

-¿Con esa boquita saludas a tu madre? Que falta de respeto a la profesión que estás ejerciendo, lo mejor que podrías hacer es volver al basurero del cual saliste -las palabras de Rafael Barba calaron en lo mas profundo de la mente de Belén que sonrojada de la vergüenza y humillación le da un fuerte cachetazo al abogado, Dave al ver la reacción de los otros tres compañeros del afectado se lleva a su amiga a la fuerza en dirección en donde estaba su profesora que le hacía señas de que se acercaran a ella.

-¡PERO CHUPAME LA CONCHA HIJO DE PUTA!(*) -grita a todo pulmón la joven castaña siendo arrastrada por Dave hasta llegar con la profesora que estaba detrás del escenario que la ven junto con Facundo y GiGi discutiendo.

-"Profesora, ya la traje, ¿qué es lo que tienen en mente?" -Dave se cruzó de brazos un tanto confuso de que su profesora le haya pedido traer a su compañera.

-"El Subcomisionado quiere dar como cierre un pequeño show de Tango, algo que se le ocurrió, creemos que recién porque alega que nos informó de ésto cuando nunca nos dijo de nada cuando íbamos preparando hace meses el evento" -responde GiGi roja de la ira, su compañero de tez morena sujeta su mano por unos segundos logrando que ella respiré hondo calmando su mente- "La profe dió una idea para resolverlo... en que Facundo y Bel bailen solo un tema y así cerrar el evento."

-"Del grupo soy el único calificado en bailar pero Judith no está en el país y..." -Facundo se alejo de la rubia que se rasca la nuca encogiéndose un poco de hombros un tanto avergonzado, mira a su compañera peli castaña- "..Y vos siempre me ayudaste en las prácticas, solo será bailar" Por una Cabeza, "sé que esa te la sabes de memoria.. es la única solución ya que no tenemos muchos contactos de personas que bailen tango y menos que estén dispuestas a bailar ahora."

-"Con lo enojada que estoy y las ganas de irme ya a la cama, espero que Bobby ya tenga la canción en reproducción" -suelta Belén exhausta sonriendo, su compañera GiGi la abraza con fuerza y llena de alegría dando leves saltos, la profesora por su parte le hace señas a Bobby de que ponga la música así mismo de avisarle a su colega de que le informe al impaciente del Subcomisionado Abraham en que dé unas palabras.

Luego de un discurso breve del Subcomisionado Abraham que la música ya empieza a resonar por los parlantes, las luces se enfocan en el escenario donde Facundo junto con Belén hacen su aparición tomando ya su posición de baile, al empezar con la danza llama la atención de todos en especial a dos personas pero en una en particular por una situación previa que tuvo con la chica que baila en el escenario que con cada paso, cada vuelta, cada movimiento milimétrico del aquel sensual baile le quitaba el aliento pero mucho más cuando su mirada se encontraba con la de ella como si de alguna forma intentara llamar la atención, Rafael Barba ha visto a muchas mujeres bailar tango pero la sensación que le corría por el cuerpo al ver aquella joven era una muy diferente de esas otras veces, eran explosiones de emociones que cuando la canción terminó ella seguía bailando con su compañero creía escuchar la música en su cabeza hasta que finaliza y las luces vuelven a iluminar todo el salón, el Subcomisionado junto con su jefa de Ceremonial salen dando las gracias por asistir a la gala y al equipo que armó todo superando todas las expectativas que ellos tenían, ellos llaman al equipo que los estudiantes junto con la profesora se acercan al escenario dando una reverencia finalizando de esa forma la velada.

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translation:

pucherito - pout

soretas mal cagadas - shit bad shit

ortiva - there is no specific translation, an equivalent could be "killjoy" or "bad vibes" or "bad mood"

¡¿Estás diciendo que ya les habías fichado hasta el alma?! - It's a phrase that more or less says that she already saw his soul but in a more mischievous context 😏 (you know what I mean) 😏

arroz con leche con canela - n°1

matahambre de guayaba - n°12

merenguitos - n°9

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¡¿De la concha?! - from my cunt/pussy

el Subcomisionado se puede ir bien a la puta que lo re mil concha pario, pero que se suba a una tortuga y que se vaya lentito a la re mismísima mierda por hijo de re mil putas - this one is a little rough 🤣🤣 well... here we go.. The deputy commissioner can go to the pussy of the whore that gave birth to him to the square, but to climb on a turtle and go slowly to the same for son of a thousand whores to the square

¡PERO CHUPAME LA CONCHA HIJO DE PUTA! - but suck my cunt/pussy son of a bitch

😐 ok, esta primer parte esta llena de insultos....

nice!

I feel that the chapter was "short", but I had to divide in into two parts otherwise it would be too long :'v

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