#carisi smut

[lovecarisi]

Mistakes We Knew We Were Making

Chapter 1: The Boathouse

You knew you were a goner the moment you locked eyes with him, those brilliant blues staring into yours. You could tell he was an old soul mixed with mischief with the intent to fuck up your life in every possible way. Dominick Carisi. Oh dear lord.

Now you are following his every move, from the way those long, slender fingers are wrapped around his whiskey on ice, his Adam’s apple moving up and down as he swallows, your thoughts racing already thinking about nibbling at his neck. You blush and force yourself to look away as you feel yourself growing wet, that spot deep within you coiling in on itself. No man has ever had this effect on you, and you don’t even know him. You share some mutual friends from law school who had introduced you at this party you both happen to attend. It’s Memorial Day weekend and you’re in the Hamptons with that same group of friends. 

You hate the Hamptons and the pretentiousness of it all but suddenly you don’t care, you just want to be near him. And you pray to all the gods he will end up at your friend’s house afterwards. and for once the gods listen because you end up sitting next to him in the car ride back. The way he smiles at you as he climbs in the backseat, a whispered ‘hey’ and you ask yourself why he is whispering but you forget all about it because his lips are only inches from your neck and you take in his scent, woody and earthy, with a touch of mint from the gum he’s subtly chewing. You curse yourself for letting a man affect you this much and you wish you could deny him the attention that he is so obviously attempting to elicit from you because you pride yourself in being better than this, in not letting a man reduce you to a lecherous little mess. 

But you can’t help it. He’s oh so charming without trying too hard like other men often do. There was an instant attraction between you two. So you turn your head slightly towards him and you whisper back a coy ‘hey’, and he laughs, such a sexy sound. And of course you immediately wonder what other sexy sounds you might get out of him tonight. Your legs touch, and you are dying for him to put his hand on your thigh. You can tell he wants to, by the way he swallows hard as he stares out the window, his hand covering his mouth trying to hide a smirk as he notices you watching him. 

You get to your friend’s house, there’s about twenty of you, the music is turned on, bottles of alcohol are being opened and dispensed, and everyone is getting comfortable. 

Dominick’s hand had brushed the small of your back as you walked down the path from the car to the house but you hadn’t seen him since.

The party bores you. A bunch of rich people talking about whatever, like they are the experts on everything just because they have money. Or rather, their families do. You don’t know how you ended up here. You refill your glass of red wine and step off the porch barefoot into the damp grass and start walking towards the water. The music and chatter grow quieter as you make out a silhouette sitting on the little dock. Of course, it’s him. You were hoping you’d find him somewhere out here. 

Dominick gets up as he hears you approach, as though he’d been waiting for you and he grabs your hand without saying a word. Your heart is pounding in your throat but you manage a smile; the thrill and excitement of finally being alone with him, and the wine, but mostly the thrill and excitement of finally being alone with him. Your pulse is racing. He more or less drags you to the small nearby boathouse, out of sight of the other partygoers, and presses his forehead against yours. 

‘What do you want?’ Dominick asks, his breath hot and heavy on your mouth. 

You don’t hesitate. ‘All of you. Everywhere.’ 

He smiles and takes the glass of wine from your hand, putting it down on the floor. But instead of standing again he stays down there and you feel his hands on your ankles and his lips on the inside of your calf. You know what he’s up to and your brain can’t keep up because he’s already wandered to your knee and switched sides. Holy shit, there he is kissing the inside of your thighs. You quietly beg that he won’t tease you because you need him badly and urgently, and apparently it wasn’t so quiet because he chuckles. 

‘Don’t worry, my sweet, I won’t, I need you just as bad.’ 

He still takes his time, as he pulls off your panties and his head disappears underneath your dress. It’s torture. Pure torture. He gently slips two fingers through your folds. ‘My god, you are so wet.’ he groans and you can hear him lick his fingers. Jesus Christ. 

‘I…I’ve been wet all night just looking at you…’ you admit, and he peeks out from under your dress, cheeks flushed, the most magnificent sight. You feel his fingers return to your wetness and moan out his name. ‘Dominick!’ 

He smiles. ‘More?’ You nod. He pulls off your dress and your bare skin hits the rough wood of the boathouse but you don’t care. 

‘You’re so beautiful.’ he whispers and picks you up so your legs are on his shoulders and begins to eat your pussy like it’s his last mission on earth. 

Your eyes roll back and you can’t do or say anything except moan his name in defeat. His mouth is on your clit and lips, sucking, tongue circling, while his fingers are pumping in and out of you, drenched in your juices, skillfully massaging the most delicate spot inside you. He has you in a firm, strong grip, whispering how absolutely delicious you taste. You can’t help but grab his head, running your fingers through his already disheveled brown curls, pulling ever so slightly in pleasure. He buries his face even deeper in your pussy, hungrily devouring you and you wish you could capture just how fucking hot this moment is and how special he makes you feel with that expert mouth and fingers of his. You can already feel yourself tensing up, you know he’s gonna make you cum so fast like no man ever has. He can feel it too, as your insides begin to twitch. He can feel you pulling tighter on his hair but he doesn’t care, he loves every second of it. All he could think about since the moment he laid eyes on you earlier that night was making you feel this way. Making you tremble, as you scream his name. He wants you to cum, cum on his face and he can’t wait to fuck you once he’s done. He smiles against your pussy and you bite your lip. You look desperate for his cock. 

‘Please Dominick….’ you whimper and the way you say his name makes him harder than ever. 

Good God this woman is gonna be the death of me and it’s gonna be the sweetest death, Dominick thinks to himself. He adds another finger to your clenching walls, fucking you faster, curling over that g spot, sucking your swollen clit hard. You cry out, for a second he’s not sure whether he hurt you or it’s your orgasm, but as your thighs begin to quiver and a stream of ‘oh my god’s’ and ‘yes’s’ begin to leave your mouth he knows, and helps you ride out that sweet, sweet orgasm. You die a little death, you have never experienced anything as intense as this, it seems to go on for minutes and just when you think it’s over, his fingers plunge into you again and you shudder once more. 

‘Nooo Dominick!’ you beg but you mean yes, of course. 

After a few minutes or so, you don’t even know, he’s just smiling and kisses you, tongue slipping into your mouth, and you taste what he’s been tasting. And you must have him inside you now. Now! You eagerly start fumbling with his belt buckle, hands shaking, whining while he pulls off his shirt. God lord he looks good. Lean, strong, begging to be touched and kissed fucking everywhere. He helps you pull down his jeans and his cock springs free, hard as a rock, tip moist with pre-cum. Even though you are spent from your orgasm you want nothing more than for him to fuck you senseless. He gasps as you turn around and raise your hips slightly as an invitation, not that he needs one. He grabs you, slides over your entrance, wetting his cock with both your juices, and pulls you towards him before slamming into you. You both moan, finally feeling each other like this. Dominick is immediately obsessed with the way your pussy feels so tight around him and you love the way he stretches you to your very limit, your insides still so raw from your previous orgasms. 

‘You okay?’ he whispers in your ear, his lips brushing your sensitive skin. You nod, reaching back to stroke the back of his neck as he starts pumping in and out of you slowly. 

‘You feel…so fucking good inside me…ugh Dominick!’ you moan and he slips an arm around your waist, hand wandering down until his fingers find your clit again. 

‘I’m not gonna last long baby, you got me so riled up just eating you out, you drive me absolutely mad.’ he sighs, picking up the pace as you arch your back more showing him you can take it like a good girl. 

‘Mmhhmm you’ve already spoiled me so much…please just fuck me.” you whine. “However, the fuck you want. I just want you to cum. You deserve to cum so hard for how amazing you make me feel, Dominick.’ you spur him on. 

He moans into your ear and it sounds so animal, so sexy, so manly, so feral. He pinches your clit as he pounds into you harder and faster, and without a warning, you cum again. He doesn’t stop, he ignores your cries, he just fucks you harder, ramming into you over and over relentlessly hitting your gspot and you almost go blind from pleasure. the walls of your pussy clenching around his hard cock as you shake and whimper his name. The sound of your bodies slapping against each other, your combined moans, his dick pumping your soaked pussy, faster and harder with each thrust. 

‘I’m so close.’ he moans, placing kisses on your shoulder before biting down softly. 

‘Cum for me, Dom. I want you to cum inside me, fill me up. Please, please baby. Fuck me harder. I can take it.’ 

He cries out, you know he was holding back. You feel him pick up the pace again, burying his cock so deep. His fingers rub your clit just the way you like it, the way you do it when you touch yourself. You feel absolutely raw, exposed and spread open but have never felt more worshiped, taken care of and sexier. You’re not sure which part of you is more on fire. You don’t know if it’s tears or sweat running down your cheeks but you’re sobbing with pleasure. His thrusts become sloppier, even harder, and faster, you know he’s cumming. 

‘Fuck!!’ he moans. ‘Fuuuuck’ he shoves his pretty cock into you a few more times before he trembles and you feel his hot seed filling you. Your last orgasm shakes you so hard, even more intensely than the ones before, knowing it’s with him. Your whole body convulses as he holds you tightly, for who knows how many times that night. Time stood still. A lot of ‘Fuck’ and ‘Oh my god’ and some ‘Holy shit’ in between. You never thought some guy’s cum running down your legs would somehow be sexy, but here you are. You curse him because you know it is the first but it certainly won’t be the last time. Dominick pulls out of you slowly and turns you around to kiss you fervently, you wrap your arms around his neck like a drowning person, you wonder what this is gonna lead to.

‘What now?’ he asks and you bite your lip. 

‘No idea. But this was too good for a one time thing.’ you reply with a smirk hoping he will agree.

‘Well fuck, no kidding.’ he blushes before kissing you again. 

You start to shiver, suddenly aware of the fact that summer’s not here just yet and you’re completely naked in the breeze by the water. He quickly picks up his cardigan and wraps it around you before looking around for the rest of your discarded clothes. Reality sinks in and you kind of hate it. You don’t want to let him go. 

‘Hey.’ he notices the look on your face as he hands you your dress, reaching into his jeans as he pulls them up. ‘Can I have your number please?’

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[ameliora-j]

stepdad x fem reader where they haven’t rly done the dirty yet and so the stepdad gets tired of waiting so one night he’s rly horny so he basically holds her waist down and ruts into her… (let’s pretend consent and a safe word were previously established somehow 😭) also the stepdad saying stuff like “fuck i’m sorry doll you just feel so good” 🧍🏻‍♀️

𐐪𐑂 it’s twisted tuesday ! send in ur dark au requests :>

content: ‘just the tip’ trope, cnc, stepcest, dark content, THIS BLOG IS 18+ MDNI

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"i dunno daddy..." you whisper shyly, looking up into sonny's bright blue eyes, and they soften as he registers your nervousness.

"it's alright doll" he murmurs softly, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb. sonny was your first... well everything really. only, you guys haven't had sex yet. you and sonny both wanted to protect your virginity, you were his pretty little angel, and he wanted to keep you that way. although, that didn't mean that other things hadn't happened with you and sonny's hands and mouths.

this time, however, sonny was asking if he could put his dick in your pussy. "just the tip, doll, i promise" he had says in a hushed whisper. you’re slightly apprehensive, wanting to protect your innocence and all. "just the tip?" you ask quietly.

"promise, baby doll" he smiles charmingly, and then you’re slowly nodding.

"okay daddy. we can do it, just the tip" you smile.

"okay baby. you remember the word if you want it all to stop, right?" he asks softly.

"i say 'objection'" you nod softly, causing sonny to press a gentle kiss to your nose and whisper a quiet praise of how good you were for him.

sonny had promised it would be just the tip, and he had absolutely every intention of keeping that promise... that is until he felt how tight you were, and the way that your arousal was pooling around the fat head of his cock. you had a vice grip on him, practically dragging him into you, begging him to fuck your pussy.

"fuck..." he swears lowly, slowly pushing into you deeper, and you gasp, gripping at his biceps tightly.

“daddy you said jus the tip!” you whine softly, closing your eyes in bliss as you feel his thick, veiny cock stretching your cunt.

“i know” he groans, holding your hips down as you try to squirm away. “i know baby, ‘m sorry” he slurs out, moaning as he fully sinks into your velvety walls. “‘m sorry you jus’ feel so fuckin good baby doll” he grunts.

you gasp as sonny fully enters you, digging your nails into his biceps as you let out a throaty moan, feeling the mushroom tip pressed against your gspot. sonny’s quick to cover your mouth, groaning as he slowly fucks into you.

“gotta be quiet baby, don’t wanna wake your ma” he grunts, still using one hand to hold your hips still. you nod dumbly, your eyes rolling in pure pleasure as he pulls his hand away.

“quiet” you echo dumbly. “don’ wanna wake ma up” you moan quietly.

“that’s my good girl” sonny smiles charmingly, sending you a wink before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

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[daddydoddsjr]

Hey! Could i request #14 and #30 from the inexperienced prompts with barisi x reader? If you’re not comfortable doing with both of them then can you do with whichever one you’d like to? 🧡🧡🧡

Inexperienced Smut Prompts #14 and #30 - “You’ve never even touched yourself?” & “It’s not scary at all. Let me show you.”

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You were lying in Rafael’s bed, your head against Sonny’s chest as Rafael sat in front of you, carefully pulling your panties off. You had been in a relationship with both of them for a few months now, and it was all still very new to you.

“Show me how you do it when you’re alone,” Rafael told you, his hands gently rubbing your thighs. You shifted a little, now embarrassed, “Well… I’ve never…” You trailed off, hoping they both got the hint.

“You’ve never even touched yourself?” Sonny asked, clearly a bit surprised, as was Rafael. “Why not?”

“It always seemed… scary, I guess.”

“It’s not scary at all. Let me show you,” Rafael’s hands slid down your thighs. His thumb began to rub small circles on your clit, causing your hips to jolt. This only made Rafael smile a little, “So sensitive, el cariño,” He said lowly before sliding two fingers into you. You let out a small moan at the feeling, and your eyes closed. You felt Sonny’s hands on your chest, taking your breasts into his hands and massaging them and playing with your nipples.

After a few minutes of this, you began to feel the heat in your stomach grow hotter, and you looked up at Rafael, who was watching your every move.

“I can’t wait to see how pretty you look when you cum.”

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[indifferent-depravity]

Minors DNI 18+

CW: minor voyeurism

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Sequel to (and probably the start of an ongoing series) Dessert First

~~~

Sonny’s avoiding you, there’s no way around it. Ever since he walked in on you and Rafael in his office he’s run away at the mere mention of your name. And you have to admit, he’s gotten very good at excuses, always having one ready when you show up at Rafael’s office. So you do what every self-respecting person would. Corner him.

And as chance would have it, the perfect opportunity just falls into your lap. Sonny’s leaving Rafael’s office as you’re walking up and without thinking you grab his arm, pulling him into a dark meeting room. He keeps his eyes trained on the floor as he tries to make one of his famous excuses, inching towards the door, causing you to step in front of it. “You’re going to tell me why you’ve been avoiding me,” you say firmly and cross your arms.

Sonny stutters, “I-I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, doll- ma-ma’am!” his face turns deep red and your face falls, an inexplicable ache settling in your chest at his correction.

“Did I do something to upset you?” You ask quietly, “Rafa and I think very highly of you, and if I did something then-“

His eyes shoot up to look at you, his hands hesitating in the air as he reaches for you, “N-no of course not!”

“You’ve never called me ma’am before.” You give him a cross look, “Dominick Carisi, don’t tell me there’s nothing going on because there is and I’m not letting you leave until you tell me.”

Sonny’s shoulders slump and he sighs, “Nothin’ gets past you, huh?” When you don’t reply he scrubs his hand across his face, “I-I just didn't know how to face you after… after walking in on you and Barba. I didn't mean to upset you, doll.”

You step closer to him and uncross your arms, reaching out to touch his wrist, “That’s what this is about? That wasn’t your fault, we should have locked the door, neither of us is upset about it.” Sonny jumps like you shocked him and shakes his head, almost tripping over a chair in his attempt to back away from you.

“It’s not that, I…It-it's not you that I’m upset with.” He sighs again, hanging his head, “I’m upset with myself… with–with the way I reacted.”

Your breath leaves you in a rush and you ask, heart pounding, “The way you reacted?”

Sonny sinks into the chair behind him with a sigh, leaning forward to bury his face in his hands, “Y’gotta understand how embarrassing this is, doll. You’re Barba’s partner and I respect that but- but when I saw you… like that, I just- it-” He trails off into a groan.

You press your lips together, thinking for a moment before taking a step towards him, “You know me and Rafael are polyamorous, right?” You ask and his head shoots up making you giggle a little at the absurdity of the situation. “Yeah, it’s something we talked about before we started dating.” You take another step towards him, settling between his splayed legs.

You reach towards Sonny to tuck a stray hair back into place, “Rafael’s been asking me about you, too. I think he could tell I’ve been taking a shine to you.” He gives you a dumbfounded look, gaping at you like a fish. You giggle again and cup his jaw, gently stroking his cheek with your thumb, “We were going to talk to you about it but then you started avoiding us before we could.”

Sonny hesitates, his hands hovering beside your thighs for a moment before dropping back into his lap. He swallows hard, leaning back to look up at you, “You’re not kidding?”

You roll your eyes and bend down, kissing him in lieu of answering. He makes a sound in the back of his throat when you pull away, resting your forehead against his, “Does that answer your question?

Sonny lets out a breathy laugh, “Yeah I guess it does.”

“Then you wouldn’t mind if I kissed you again?”

Sonny chokes, eyes flashing up to yours. You keep your eyes on him, waiting for an answer when he suddenly stands up, crowding you back against the table. You gasp at the sudden movement, bringing your hands up to grab his shoulders as he bends down to claim your mouth in a deep kiss. He wraps his arms around your waist and you whine into his mouth, arching into him.

Sonny’s breathing heavily when he pulls away, a faint blush settling high on his neck, “That okay?”

You smile and nod, standing on your toes to kiss him again, “More than.” You grow silent, enjoying the warmth radiating from him and the feeling of his lips on yours.

Sonny’s phone ringing brings you back to reality and Sonny staggers back, his face a deep red. “I-I’m sorry, doll, I didn’t mean- that was- that was inappropriate of me.” He rushes, going back to avoiding your gaze as he pulls his phone out, backing up towards the door, “I should- I should go, Liv is calling and-”

“Dominick.”

He freezes and you take the opportunity to close the gap between you, pulling him down by his neck into a kiss, “You’re going to come by my apartment after work and we’re going to really talk about this. Understood?” The tone in your voice left no room for protest and Sonny nods, his heart skipping a beat at your responding smile, “Good, I’ll see you later then.” You leave him with a final kiss, swallowing a giggle as you make your way to Rafael’s office.

You grin when you shut the door, a giggle finally bubbling out of your throat and Rafael snorts, “Got Carisi to talk, huh?” You nod, practically skipping over to him to greet him with a kiss.

“He’s coming to the apartment after work.” You grin, biting your lip as you try to control your excitement.

“About fucking time.”

~~~

You pace the living room of the apartment you share with Rafael, wringing your hands as you wait for Sonny to arrive. Rafael watches exasperated, catching your wrist on your next pass in front of him, “Cariño, please sit down, you’re making me nervous and I wasn’t even planning on fucking the guy.”

You roll your eyes with a sigh but sink down onto the couch beside him, though you couldn’t help it as your leg bounced nervously, “What if I scared him away, Rafael? What if he decided to just avoid me forever.”

He scoffs and pulls you into his side, planting a kiss on the side of your head, “Baby, calm down, I doubt Liv has even let him clock out yet.” You let out another deep sigh and tuck your face against his neck, trying to let his warmth relax you.

Twenty minutes later, the buzzer goes off and you shoot up, almost elbowing Rafael in the groin in your rush to get up. You throw a weak apology behind you as you tug open your door. You buzz Sonny in and bound down the stairs, knocking him off balance with a hug, “You’re here!”

He lets out a laugh and wraps his arms around you, “Of course I am. Sorry I’m late, doll.”

You pull back with a grin and lace your fingers with his, “It’s okay, you’re here now.” You tug him up the stairs back to your apartment. “Look who I found,” You announce as you enter the apartment and Rafael snorts, standing to meet you as you pull Sonny into the living room.

“Good of you to come, Carisi.” He nods and Sonny gives him a nervous smile, almost a grimace as he pulls his hand from yours, putting some distance between you under the gaze of Rafael.

You whip around to give Sonny a sharp look, “You better not be trying to leave.”

He holds his hands up in surrender with a small laugh, “Wouldn’t dream of it, doll.” His heart warms at your smile and he lets you direct him into a seat across from Rafael. You stand between them silently, butterflies filling your stomach as you look at the two men.

Rafael cooly leans back, fixing his eyes on Sonny, “So you want to fuck my partner.” Sonny immediately clams up, a bright red blush growing up his neck and you shoot a warning glare at Rafael.

“I-I don’t-  I mean, I do- I mean-” Sonny cuts himself off with a hard swallow, looking down at his lap as he runs his palms over his pants, “M-maybe I should just go.” You turn to Rafael with a harsh frown and he starts laughing.

“Carisi it’s fine. I mean look at them, it’s hard not to want to.” Sonny’s face goes red, glancing between you and the door. You press your lips into a thin line and sit down next to him, lightly touching his arm.

“What Rafael is trying to say, is he’s okay with us being together.” You say gently, sending another glare in Rafael’s direction, “He wants me to be happy. And he wouldn’t tease you like this if he didn’t like you.” Rafael grumbles at the last part but stays quiet as Sonny takes a shaky breath.

Sonny looks at you, eyebrows pinched together with worry, and places his hand over yours “Doll, I-I don’t want to step on any toes here. Y-you’re happy with Barba and-”

“Carisi just shut up and kiss my wife.” Sonny gapes at him and you snort, sliding a hand to the back of his neck, pulling him down into a kiss before he could protest. He makes a shocked noise in the back of his throat but kisses back, tangling his hand in the hair at the nape of your neck.

You smile into the kiss, gently pushing him back so you can swing your leg over his. You settle into his lap and break the kiss with a sharp breath, “Don’t let him intimidate you, he’s just bossy when he’s not the center of attention.” Rafael scoffs with a murmured “No I’m not” and you giggle softly, pressing a kiss to the corner of Sonny’s mouth. Sonny’s hands hover over your thighs, his breath quickening at your warmth soaking through his pants. You guide his hands under your skirt with a hum, “You can touch me, Dominick.”

A whimper rips from his throat and he grabs handfuls of your thighs, eyes already glazed over with lust when he looks up at you. You nod encouragingly and grind against his lap, leaning into another deep kiss. He moans into your mouth, bucking up into you before he could stop himself.

You hum, hands coming up to undo his tie as you trail soft kisses over his jaw. Sonny’s fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs and you rock back into his hands with a moan, “That’s it, baby, just like that.” Sonny wets his lips, head tilting back with a shaky sigh to give you more space as your kisses dip down to his neck.

You delve your hands into his shirt, digging your fingers into his shoulders as you grind against him. “D-doll, I-” He trails off into a moan, squeezing his eyes shut as his hips buck up into you again.

“Don’t tease the man, Cariño.” Rafael’s voice breaks the silence, a hitch in his breath as he palms himself through his pants.

You hum, “Stop backseat fucking if you’re not going to join. I’m trying to ease him into it.” You nudge your nose against Sonny’s ghosting your lips over his, “He needs to tell me what he wants.” Sonny cranes his neck to deepen the kiss, whining softly when you pull out of reach with a murmur, “C’mon baby, be a good boy and tell me what you want.”

“I want… I want to fuck you. Please let me fuck you.” You smile, leaning down to kiss him gently. Sonny’s hands travel up your skirt and squeeze your ass before slipping to the front of your panties, fingers slipping underneath the fabric to press against your clit. Your breath catches, a small whimper falling from your lips as Sonny pushes his tongue into your mouth.

“Turn around, Cariño, I want to watch your face as he fucks you.” Your cunt throbs at his words and you slip off Sonny’s lap, standing long enough to pull your panties down your legs before settling back against his chest. “Lift your skirt, baby. Let me see that pussy.” Rafael watched with hooded eyes as you pulled your skirt up to your hips, squeezing his hard cock through his pants as your pussy comes into view. You’re wet with arousal, thighs sticky with your juices.

You tilt your head back against Sonny’s shoulder as he runs his fingers through your folds and groans at the smooth glide of his fingers through your wetness. “Fuck, doll.” He bites his lip as he sinks his fingers into your core, his other hand coming up to grip your hip and ground himself as he slowly fucks his fingers into you. You whine, grinding your hips down in a silent plea for more.

Your hands reach back, blindly fumbling with Sonny’s belt for a moment before it gives way, allowing you to push your hand into his pants. He gasps at the first touch to his cock, fingers stilling inside you as you start stroking him, ignoring the strain in your wrist from the position as you spread his precum down his shaft.

At Rafael’s groan, you look back at him, whining as you watch him slowly stroking his cock. He smirks at you, squeezing the base of his cock with a satisfied sigh, “Go on, Cariño, ride Carisi’s cock. Be good for me.”

You nod and rise on shaky knees to align Sonny’s cock with your entrance, leaning back to connect your lips in a deep kiss as he slowly sinks into you. Sonny whines into your mouth, gripping your hips tightly as you bottom out. He holds you against his lap and his forehead falls forward onto your shoulder, “Fuck! Fuck, doll, y’gotta give me a second or I’ll blow my load too fast.”

You giggle breathlessly, closing your eyes as you swivel your hips experimentally. A grin forms on your face as Sonny lets out a loud groan, slamming his hips up into you. You let Sonny choose the pace, body pliant under his hands as he starts guiding your hips to grind against him.

You bring your hand up to cup the back of Sonny’s neck, pulling him into a sloppy kiss, moaning into it as his cock hits a spot deep inside you. He’s whimpering, thrusting his hips desperately into you, driven half-crazy by your tight wet heat surrounding his cock. You feel fingers on your clit and you cry out, bleary-eyed as you look to see Rafael over you, pressing harsh circles against your core.

“You gonna cum for us, Cariño? Gonna be a little slut and cum on Carisi’s cock in front of me?” His voice has a mocking edge to it as he presses his fingers against your clit harder, your body tensing as it pushes you closer to the edge.

You whine, tilting your head up with a pout, “R-Rafa, don’t be mea-” You’re cut off by a ragged moan, thighs clenching around Sonny’s legs as Rafael rips an orgasm out of you. You shudder, pressing your face into Rafael’s stomach as tears prick your eyes from the overwhelming feeling of hands on you.

Sonny chokes “d-doll, ‘m gonna--” his hips stuttering as you tighten around him, pulling him over the edge with you.

Rafael tips your head up and hums when you look at him with a hazy gaze, returning his hand to his neglected cock. He strokes himself quickly, breath coming out in short pants as he takes in your wrecked look. “You look so good getting fucked, Cariño. All desperate and whiny once you get a cock in you, huh?” You let out a whine with a pout and he laughs breathlessly, pressing his thumb into your mouth, “Just proved my point, baby.” He forces your mouth open and his laugh morphs into a low groan as he cums, covering your mouth and tongue with his release.

You swallow and slump back against Sonny, a satisfied grin stretching across your face when he wraps his arms around your waist to pull you tighter against his chest, “You’ll never be able to get rid of me now, Dominick.”

“Who said I wanted to?” He hums, tucking his face into your neck as his cock twitches inside you. Your eyes slip shut and you sink further into Sonny’s embrace, basking in the warm afterglow.

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[altsvu]

Hi lovely! If you're still taking prompt requests, “Should I slow down?” and/or “No need to rush—we have all night.” with everyone's favorite cannoli Carisi 😍

too fast… or not fast enough

pairing: sonny carisi x fem!reader

prompts used: “Should I slow down? and “No need to rush— we have all night” from the inexperienced smut prompts!

wc: 360

summary: relieving stress with sonny is something you enjoyed, fast or slow.

cw: smut (oral - fem receiving, p in v)

a/n: thank you anon!! this was TOO fun to write considering i don’t really write smut in this context (if that makes sense lol). i didn’t forget about your request, i just got busy with school! also lowkey my summary is trash

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“Sonny, you’re so irresistible.”

“Good, that’s how I want to be.”

That night had been one of many times you were intimate with Sonny.

It was like an escape from reality; he was stressed, you were stressed… what better way to release that stress right?

One night when the two of you were relieving stress, Sonny wanted to switch things up just a little bit, but he was having a little too much fun. He was going in on your cunt with his lips and you didn’t want him to stop. He looked up at you to watch how you were taking his mouth.

“Should I slow down?” Sonny asked.

“You’re going at the right pace, honey.” you moaned out.

“Good to know.” He smiled and continued devouring every inch of you.

A few nights later, the two of you just so happened to relieve stress once again. Only this time was different.

Sonny seemed to be more agitated than normal when he came home from work, so you had figured it was just a bad day. Over dinner, he told you why he was agitated and also stated that you were the only person that could help him get over it.

You knew exactly what that meant.

Because Sonny was in this state of agitation, he was fast and rough with you. Not that you didn’t like it, you were just feeling a more sensual night with him.

He took off your clothes in damn near one swift motion, laid you on your back, and pounded into you like there was no tomorrow.

“No need to rush— we have all night.” You stifled in between moans.

Sonny stopped and the two of you shared a moment together.

“Remember, you also mentioned you were off tomorrow. Let’s take our time, go slow, feel each other. Do you want to do that instead?” You added.

“You’re right baby, let’s do that. I’m sorry for being rough, I-“

You placed a finger on his lips, then ran a hand all over his bare body.

“A bad day happens, it’s okay. Just know I’m here to relieve any of those… feelings you have.”

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[gardens0fbabyl0n]

Good Girl

Dominick Carisi x Reader warnings: smut, language

It’s late at night and you’ve been needy for him all week. Regrettably you both had been too busy but now he’s finally here and you’ve been making out heavily for a good while. You were growing impatient. He could sense it. Finally, you had shed your clothes and relocated to your bedroom. 

Dominick asks if you're gonna be a good girl for him but you just laugh and whisper a 'no' while he kisses down your neck. He stops and looks up at you, his brow furrowed, and you grab his jaw and kiss him again before you push him off of you. You turn around and get on your hands and knees in front of him, biting your lip, feeling so damn cheeky. He gasps, and you roll your hips forward, your wet pussy in his face now and his hot breath on you is already making your arousal drip out of you.

'No?' Dominick repeats and you feel his fingers spread your lips, dragging between your folds, playing with your juices. 'You're gonna be bad? You're gonna be a bad girl? What am I supposed to do about that?'

You swallow a moan, shaking with anticipation, knowing you got him where you wanted him - absolutely fucking feral.

'Put your big cock in me and fuck me hard, make me scream. Please, Dominick.' you rock back on his hand, desperate for more contact, just as he withdraws.

You can hear him lick his fingers, then curse under his breath before he finally grabs your hips and with one rough thrust he is inside you, filling you to the hilt. You cry out his name in pleasure, knees already threatening to buckle. He sets a hard, fast rhythm, fucking into you relentlessly, just like you wanted him to, and god, does it feel good.

'Mmmhmmm I want to fuck you until I feel that sweet little pussy clenching around my cock.' Dominick moans, his fingers finding your clit to rub circles there while he fucks into you roughly.  

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[thickhoneybun]

‘Good’ Friend (reader x sonny carisi)

Warning: 18+, cussing, smut

WC: 1196

Sonny and you have been dating for a few months. There is an age gap between the both of you (about 10 years), but both of you are consenting adults. You had met Sonny at a little store around the corner from your apartment. The second you laid eyes on him, you wanted him, and now you finally have him. Ever since you all started dating every weekend you spend time together. You pack a bag, go over on Friday nights, and then leave Sunday afternoons. Instead of meeting Sonny at his place, you decided to surprise him at work.

You stood outside in the cold, waiting for Sonny to come down from the precinct. He finally came down the stairs staring at his phone. "Hey!" you yelled while while waving your hand. Sonny looked up and had a shocked look on his face. "Uhhh hey doll. What are you doing here?" He grabbed you quickly and pulled you to the side. "I thought we could walk to your place together. I took an Uber here and waited for you." you said with a big smile on your face. "You are so sweet, doll." Sonny kissed your forehead and wrapped his arm around you. You all started walking, and from the corner of your eye, you saw Sonny turn and look behind. You shrugged it off and kept walking with him.

A little store was coming up around the corner before you all got to Sonny's. "Do you mind if we stop in? I wanted to get some chips and ice cream for our date night." Sonny smiled at you and said, "Of course we can.". When you all got to the store, Sonny opened the door for you. Walking down one of the aisles, Sonny stopped staring at the condoms. "I'm pretty sure we only have one left at my place. Which ones should we get?" Sonny looked at you and winked. Your cheeks got red, and you giggled, "I'm fine with whatever you want. I am going to go get some stuff while you debate." You spun around on your heels, and Sonny smacked your ass. You bit your lip and kept walking towards the ice cream.

A few moments later, you came back to the aisle. Your head is down while you dig around in the little basket. You start telling him, "I couldn't decide on one flavor, so I got three, and I also got a couple of diff..." As you look up, you see him talking to someone, "Oh, sorry, I didn't hear you talking to anyone." You smiled at the person. "Oh Y/N, this is Fin. We work together." You put your hand out to shake Fins. "Fin, this is my uh good friend Y/N." You look at Sonny very confused. You then look at Fin with a big smile, "It is very nice to meet you." Fin shakes your hand. You can tell Fin senses some awkwardness. "Well y/n it was very nice to meet you." Fin said goodbye to Sonny and walked the opposite way. You and Sonny went through the checkout and headed back to his place.

The walk to Sonny place was quiet, and so was the elevator ride up. Once inside, you tossed your bag on the floor, put the ice cream in the freezer, and laid the chips on the coffee table. "Do you mind if I go take a shower?" you asked while walking to the bedroom. "Sure, go right ahead, doll." Sonny voice sounded low and confused.

You shut the bathroom door behind you and walk over to the sink. You look at yourself in the mirror and begin to cry. Black lines are to roll down your face. 'Am I not good enough?' You think to yourself. You get undressed and stare at your slim figure in the mirror. Shaking your head, you turn around and get in the shower. The hot water running down your face and body made you feel better. You sit on the floor and let the water hit your back. Bringing your knees to your chest, you cross your arms and bury your head. Emotions start to hit you and you being too sob. 'Am I just a secret? Will I ever be anything else?' You think while tears run down your face. Soon, the water starts to get cold, and you have to force yourself out.

The body is now moisturized, hair is blown dry, and in a bun. You walk into the bedroom with a towel around you. In your bag is a new black silk pajama set and a cute pair of panties. Sighing, you grab the pj and put them on. In the mirror, you see a beautiful woman who looks amazing in her new butterfly thong and black silk pj set. The pj shorts were short enough to show the bottom of your ass. You smiled at yourself, but the smile faded quickly.

Walking out of the bedroom, you see Sonny with no shirt on and in gray sweat pants. He was bent over placing food on the coffee table. His muscular back made you bite your lip. Sonny turned around, "Oh wow! You look beautiful, doll. Did you buy those just for me?" He started to walk to you and grabbed you by your waist. Leaning down to kiss you, you pull away and walk to the couch. As you walk away, you say, "The pj were on sale, so I just decided to get them." You sat down on the couch waiting for him to come over. "Well, it looks amazing on you. I uh ordered some Chinese while you were in the shower. I got your favorite." He pointed at a box of sushi and some noodles. "That's very kind of you, Sonny." You take the food and begin to eat. Sonny sits down, and you see him looking at you from the corner of your eye. He sighs and then presses play on the movie.

While the movie continues, you begin to fall asleep. You lay down on the couch and watch till your eyes begin to close. Suddenly, you feel yourself being pulled, and you wake up startled. "What are you doing?" You snap at Sonny. "Woah...I was just trying to pull you close to me." Sonny put his hands up while leaning back. "Well don't, I was fine the way I was." You start to get up and walk to the bedroom. Sonny jumps up and grabs you by the arm and turns you around. "What the fuck is your problem y/n?" Sonny face was red with anger. "Why would I have a problem with a 'good friend'?" you made sure to emphasize the last part. Sonny looked at you and sighed, "I know that was not the correct thing to say. I panicked when I saw someone outside of work. You are beautiful and young. The thought of being judged for me dating a younger woman makes me worry." You look at him with tears in your eyes, "that makes me feel like shit Sonny. Makes me feel like you are embarrassed to be with me. It makes me feel like I am not good enough and that I am a dirty secret of yours!" Before he can say anything you head to the bedroom and start to pack your stuff. You slip on some sweats and throw on a sweater. Stomping out of the bedroom Sonny picks you up and sits you down on the couch. Sonny then sits on the coffee table, grabs your face, and says "I love you. I messed up and all I can say is I am sorry. I am not embarrassed by you at all. I am honestly shocked you want to be with me. I want and need to be with you Y/N." You have a shocked look on your face. For a minute all you can do is stare at him. A few more moments pass by and the words finally come out of your mouth, "I love you too Sonny." Sonny leans forward and kisses you deeply.

You pull Sonny from the coffee table and have him sit on the couch. Taking off your sweater and sweats, you see Sonny bit his bottom lip. You straddle him and being to kiss his neck. Sonny grabs your hips and pulls them closer. Grinding back and forth you being to feel him getting hard. "Fuck doll you really know how to turn me on." Sonny starts to kiss your chest. He grabs the back of your head and pulls your ear down to his mouth, "You want me to fuck you here or in the bedroom?" You let out a soft moan after he asked and said, "I want you to fuck me right here sonny." Sonny took you off him and demanded you get undressed. You made sure to remove your pj slowly. Slipping of your shorts Sonny sees your butterfly thong and he smiles. Sonny walks over to you, turns you around, tells you to get on your knees and bend over on the couch. He kisses up your spine and sucks the sweet spots on your neck. "I'm going to fuck you while you wear these panties." Sonny pulled away after telling you this and you feel your panties pull to the side. He rubs your slit with his middle finger and you shiver, "Fuck doll you are really wet" Sonny places himself right on your entrance and gently slides in. You let out a moan and grab the back of the couch.

Sonny begin to slide in and out. Slow at first and then starts to pick up the pace. You place your face in the couch to muffle your moans. Sonny grabs your hair and pulls your head back, "I want to hear you moan doll" Sonny says while thrusting into you. He let's go of your hair and slide one hand down to your clit. Sonny started rubbing in circles and you let out a loud moan. "I'm going to cum Sonny!" He continues with his pace and you feel a hot rush over your body. Your walls begin to tighten around him and your eyes roll back. After a few moments you come down from your orgasm. Sonny pulls out and flips you on your back. You smile as he climbs on top and begins to kiss you. He grabs your nipple and begins to pinch. Sonny knows what you like and you love that.

"I want you to look at me while I fuck you. You understand that doll?" Sonny said while smirking at you. You nodded your head and said, "Yes sir." He grabbed your legs and pushed them back to were he would have clear access. Sonny slowly starts to slide in and you close your eyes and moan. "You better open your eyes doll", Sonny demanded. You opened your eyes and he started to go faster. He let go of your legs and you wrapped them around his waist bringing him closer. Sonny propped himself up on his forearms and rested his forehead against yours. You never broke eye contact with him, just like he asked. After a few more thrust Sonny tells you he is going to cum. "I want you to cum in me Sonny." He smiles then rams in you one last time before releasing himself in you. You both lay there kissing each other. After a minute or so Sonny gets up and puts his hand out. You grab his hand and get up. Sonny pulls you closer and gives you a gentle kiss. "I love you. How about we go to the bedroom for round two?" You smile and grab his hand leading him the the bedroom, "I love you too Sonny."

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[malevolent-muse]

Inadvertent Findings - Barisi Fan Fiction

Spring 2016, Sonny Carisi is finally finished with law school and now faces the daunting task of taking the bar exam. As he prepares the night before the big test, the discovery of a lost soul brings him closer with his mentor than he ever expected to be.

“I can’t thank you enough, counselor,” the detective practically gushed as he and his colleague meandered down the hallway of the assistant district attorney’s apartment building.

“Carisi,” Barba noted with an air of modesty that typically didn’t grace his lips, “don’t mention it. Honestly, it’s the least I could do.”

“I really do appreciate it,” Carisi continued as the pair made their way into the awaiting elevator carriage and descended to the lobby. “I mean, letting me shadow you on a couple of cases was generous. But allowing me to come over and walking me through the exam the day before the bar means a lot. I know how valuable and limited your free time tends to be.”

With a shake of his head, the older man dismissed Carisi’s sentiments.

“Don’t grovel, detective,” Barba chided softly. “It’s unbecoming. Besides, the best way to thank me is to go home, get a good night's rest, and pass the bar tomorrow.”

The subtle ding and rumble of doors announced their arrival on the first floor. Stepping out, Barba led the way to the door.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep,” the detective confessed. “I’m so nervous.”

“You’ll be fine.”

Truth was that Barba knew all too well the feeling Carisi was encountering. The constant churning of the mind and stomach coupled with occasional nausea that never did go away, even after the exam was over, were symptoms he had had back when he had taken the bar. It was a common enough experience amongst law students and he hadn’t expected Carisi would be any different.

Placing the flat of his hand against the smooth glass paneling of the outside entryway, the attorney pushed open the door and ushered his detective out into the cool spring night air.

Did I really just think of him as my detective? Barba asked himself, a bit perplexed at the notion. Granted, he had been spending a lot of time with Carisi lately but it had always been totally above board, 100% professional. Maybe a little friendly, he thought, but nothing that would be indicative of ownership. I don’t own Sonny. He doesn’t belong to me. Not that I wouldn’t want to but the man is Olivia’s subordinate and, not to mention, straight. And I’m … I’m— 

“...bye.”

“What?!” Barba nearly gasped as he realized that he had been completely lost in thought and that Carisi had been speaking to him the whole time as they had exited the building.

“I said,” Carisi replied, “you didn’t need to walk me all the way to the subway station. You could’ve stopped at the door and just said goodbye.”

“No,” the attorney returned with a shake of his head even though he really didn’t know why he had accompanied the younger man down the street. “I wanted to. Besides, it’s good to get out and stretch my legs, even if it’s just for a little bit.”

“Okay,” Carisi said with a shrug.

The pair made their way a little further when suddenly the detective stopped in his tracks and craned his neck to peer down a dark dirty alley.

“What is it?” Barba asked.

“Dunno,” Carisi replied as he turned on his heels and made his way down the narrow passageway.

“Carisi!” he called, stopping at the entrance of the alley, unwilling to follow his colleague into the darkness. “What is it?”

As the detective ducked behind a dumpster, Barba lost sight of him. At that moment, his heart quickened and his mouth went dry.

“Carisi,” he called again.

The dark-blond head of the young detective popped back up and, as he made his way back down the waste strewn cobblestones, Barba realized the man was cradling something in his arms.

“I thought I heard something,” Carisi explained as he rejoined the counselor on the sidewalk.

Sure enough, there, in the embrace of the detective, was a small creature.

“It’s a dog,” Barba observed, entirely nonplussed. 

“It’s not just a dog,” the detective shot back. “It’s a corgi! My cousin Luisa had one of these when we were kids. I was so jealous. My parents wouldn’t let us have a dog.”

“Is there a point to this story, detective? Or is there a reason you are taking a stroll down memory lane before we call animal control?”

Carisi stepped back from the counselor as if he had been burned.

“Animal control? You’re kidding me, right? This poor little guy has been lost outside by himself for goodness knows how long and you want to send him off to the pound?! You don’t want to go to the pound, do you buddy?”

Reaching forward, Barba fumbled with the collar around the dog’s neck.

“Chloe is a strange name for your new little buddy,” he said as he examined the tag and realizing the dog was female. “But at least there’s a number for us to call. Give me the dog and I’ll call the owner. You need to get going home.”

Carisi, though, was apparently smitten with the animal and didn’t give any indication that he would be handing Chloe over any time soon.

“Go ahead and call,” Carisi replied. “I can stick around for a few moments longer.”

Not bothering to argue, Barba sighed as he pulled out his phone and dialed the number engraved on the back of the tag and waited for the dog’s owner to answer. An answer never came.

“Voicemail,” he pronounced as he ended the call.

“Call again,” Carisi demanded. “And this time, leave a message.”

The second outcome was the same as the first, though this time Barba left a quick voice message to quell the detective’s possible reproach.

“Why aren’t they answering?” Carisi hypothesized. “If my dog was lost, I would answer every call, no matter the number. Can you send a text? Maybe they are low on minutes.”

With a shake of his head, Barba did as the detective asked but did not hold back on his own inferences.

“It’s just a dog.”

“It’s not just a dog. It’s someone’s baby. Aren’t you, Chloe?” Carisi conveyed before placing a tender peck on the top of the corgi’s head. 

The dog didn’t help matters by turning up its head and licking the underside of Carisi’s chin. An unpleasant emotion, somewhat akin to jealousy, stirred in Barba’s heart and he wanted nothing more than to be rid of the dog as quickly as possible.

“I’m going to call animal control.”

“No!” Carisi protested, reaching out and grabbing Barba’s arm to prevent him from dialing. “Can’t you just wait? We could go back to your apartment and see if maybe someone posted about Chloe on social media.”

“Absolutely not, Carisi,” the counselor scolded. “You have to take the bar tomorrow. The last thing you need to worry about is some stray dog.”

“Barba,” the detective replied, his big blue eyes locking on to Rafael’s hazel green ones, “please?”

“Why do you care so much?”

“My job is to serve and protect…especially the ones who can’t protect themselves.”

Then, lifting one of Chloe’s tiny paws and waving it in Barba’s direction, Carisi said again, “Please?”

Rolling his eyes, Barba caved.

“Fine. But if it pees in my apartment, you’ll be the one that cleans it up.”

“Deal!” came Carisi’s cheery reply as he practically bounced on his toes in excitement.

Barba wondered why his colleague was so adamant about finding the dog’s owner as he led the way back to his apartment. Carisi had never given any indication that he was such a big dog lover before now. Perhaps Chloe was just a welcome distraction from the pressures of the upcoming bar exam.

As they re-entered his apartment, Barba asked, “So how long are you going to make me wait until I call animal control?”

“Um…” muttered the detective as he wandered into the attorney’s kitchen. “Not sure. Maybe an hour, I wanted to check social media. Do you mind if I get a bowl and some water for Chloe?”

“I’m not going to stop you,” Barba replied as he settled down on the couch and picked up the errant files he had brought home with him.

He had meant to do a bit of work this evening but, at this point, he doubted he’d get anything done. Still, it didn’t hurt to go through the motions.

“Actually,” Carisi added as he filled a bowl at the sink before setting it down on the floor for the dog, “do you have Facebook and Twitter? I shut down all my social media accounts when I started studying for the bar.”

“Really?” Barba was a little amazed. Carisi was a millennial and the idea of him not being on social media was entirely unexpected.

“Yeah,” replied the detective as he came to sit down next to the attorney, “there’s this concept called ‘deep work’ and one of the major points is to try and free yourself from distractions. So I deleted the apps off my phone, at least while I’ve been studying. I haven’t used them in months.”

“Good for you,” Barba praised his detective.

The genuine smile he got in return was enough to light up the room.

“So,” Carisi said, “you mind if I use your accounts to get Chloe home?”

“Just a moment,” the counselor pronounced, putting his files down as he got up from the couch and wandered into his bedroom to find his iPad. “Here we are,” he replied as he set the device in Carisi’s lap before returning to his seat next to the detective.

“Thanks,” Carisi muttered, as he turned on the tablet and quickly opened the applications for which he was looking. “You know, you really should have a passcode on this thing.”

“Why? I’m the only one who uses it. And I don’t take it places so it’s not going to get lost anytime soon.”

“Someone could break in and steal it. You never know.”

“You cops sure can be pessimists. You know that, right?”

“I call it being realistic.”

“Hmrpf .”

As Carisi tapped the touch screen and brought up lost pet pages on Facebook, the pair engaged in idle chatter. Chloe, having found a comfy spot on the carpet, had settled down and fallen asleep. Clearly, the dog was relieved to be out of the chilly night’s air and somewhere safe.

“There,” Carisi announces as he closed out of Twitter, “all done. Now we just wait.”

Not sure what to do, Barba asked, “Do you want to go over your flashcards? Or maybe I can ask you some potential exam questions.”

“Ugh,” Carisi moaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “If I think about the exam anymore, I think my head is going to explode.”

Acting instinctively, Barba reached out a hand and rubbed the detective’s shoulder, “You’ll be fine. In 24 hours, it will all be over.”

“Not if I don’t pass it, it won’t.”

“Hey, now,” Barba chided, “what did I say about being pessimistic?”

“I don’t know what I was thinking,” Carisi lamented. “I’m just a cop. What made me think I could do this?”

Seeing that his detective’s thoughts had taken a rather sudden and dismal dive, Barba attempted to pull him back up to the surface.

“Listen to me, Sonny,” he said, using the detective’s nickname. “If you fail the exam, you can take it again. It’s not the end of the world. Most people don’t pass on the first try. But here’s the thing, I don’t think you will fail. You have fully committed and you are prepared. You got this.”

Carisi shook his head in disagreement and Barba couldn’t help but notice moisture beginning to gather in the corners of the detective’s eyes. If that wasn’t enough to indicate how Sonny was feeling, the tremble in his voice betrayed his emotions.

“I’m just some upstart kid from Staten Island. Just because I think I can do something doesn’t mean I can.”

Sliding his hand further up, Barba buried his fingers in the soft hairs at the base of Carisi’s neck and pulled the detective down so the man’s head rested against the attorney’s chest. Neither of them had mentioned it that entire night but the SVU caseload had been particularly gut-wrenching of late. The fact that Carisi was having a difficult time dealing with the emotional stress of the job plus the intellectual stress of studying for the bar was not unexpected. The only surprising part was that Barba hadn’t seen it coming sooner. Little wonder why Sonny was desperate for a distraction. Finding Chloe’s owner could be an easy win. Rafael was now regretting putting up such a fuss over it.

“It’s going to be okay,” Barba soothed before placing the tiniest of kisses on the crown of the detective’s head.

“You really think so?” Carisi asked, raising his head to look the counselor in the face.

A few tears had fallen from the bottom lashes of his eyes and Barba went to brush them off with his fingertips.

At least, that was what he meant to do.

What he actually did was brush the tears off with his lips.

Realizing what he was doing a moment too late, the counselor pulled back, Barba studied Sonny’s face as he fumbled for an apology.

Carisi was confused, that was clear. Expecting the other man to recoil, or worse, lash out, Barba braced himself. Instead, the detective sat almost frozen, his blue eyes now clear and bright under the artificial light of the living room’s lamps.

“Sonny, I—“ 

The words for the situation escaped him but that was beside the point. Carisi spared him the effort to come up with a plausible excuse by instead leaning forward and pressing a kiss on the counselor’s lips.

And what a kiss it was.

It was timid at first as if asking permission. When Barba did not show any signs of disapproval, the kiss intensified, becoming pressing and urgent. Giving as good as he got, the attorney drank in the physical attention being showered on him by the younger man. As Sonny’s tongue darted out to graze the supple plane of his lower lip, only then did Rafael became uncertain of his actions. 

Tilting his chin down, Barba kept his forehead rested against Carisi’s. 

With his eyes closed, as he did not want to look and see the emotion that was surely in Sonny’s eyes, Barba asked, “We really doing this? I thought you were straight.”

“I like to think of myself as being heteroflexible,” Sonny replied, his breath uneven from what the counselor took as excitement. ”But we can stop if you want.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Then shut up and kiss me.”

For once, the counselor didn’t have a snarky remark. But he did bite down rather hard on the detective’s bottom lip as they resumed kissing.

Letting himself get lost in the sensations of intertwining lips and tongue, and the occasional clink of teeth on teeth, Barba really didn’t know how long they spent making out on his couch. It had been a while since the counselor had seen any action (being married to the job will do that to a guy) and, consequently, he was beginning to feel specific parts of his anatomy stir to life. Within minutes, he found himself gently pushing Carisi down on the couch and getting on top. 

Some rational part of his brain told him to stop. Carisi was not only younger than him but their relationship was something along the lines of mentor/pupil. There was a power imbalance and Barba was a fool if he tried to convince himself there wasn’t one.

Crouching over the recumbent detective, the least he could do was check in with the man.

“You, okay?” Barba asked. “I don’t want to take this further than you are comfortable going.”

Carisi responded by grabbing Rafael’s hips and pulling them down as he frotted his own erection against the older man’s groin.

“Oh, fuck,” Barba moaned.

He didn’t care that they were humping each other on the couch like a couple of teenage boys exploring their sexuality for the first time because, damn it, it felt good.

His mind now completely clouded by lust, Barba sat back on his haunches as he grappled with Carisi’s belt and the fastening of his pants. He made quick work of them and within seconds he had one of his hands down the detective’s boxers and wrapped around that stiff cock.

“Barba, wait!” Carisi exclaimed, his breath hitching.

“Sonny,” the counselor recommended, “I’m going to have your dick in my mouth in two seconds. You can call me Rafael.”

The detective nodded and laid his head back against the armrest of the couch as he sighed, “Yes, Rafael.”

“Good.”

And without any further ado, Barba pushed down the last article of clothing in his way and enveloped Carisi’s hot and hard cock in his mouth.

Running his tongue along the underside of the shaft, Rafael got as much of the length in his mouth as he could before working his way back up and swirling the tip of his tongue around the velvety smooth skin of Caris’s cockhead. 

“Fuck,” Carisi moaned, running his hands through Barba’s hair.

By the pleasurable sounds his companion was making, Rafael was surprised Sonny was showing such restraint and not gripping his head to force him down further. That is what most men in this situation would do. Then again, most men weren’t Dominick Carisi.

Choking himself ever so slightly on Carisi’s length, Barba ensured the dick was slick with saliva before wrapping his left hand around the shaft and working it up and down and he sucked the tip. With his other hand, he fondled Carisi’s balls, tugging at them ever so gently.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Sonny panted. He was getting close.

And right at that most inopportune moment, Barba’s cell phone chimed. 

Chloe barked.

Carisi shifted ever so slightly as if he wanted to stop and look at the phone.

But Barba was having none of it.

He had already done all the work and he’d be damned if he’d let a single alert on his mobile sway him from completing his task. Putting a hand on Carisi’s chest, Rafael held him in place as he finished what he had started.

Barba was experienced and knew the male body well enough to know when to pull back. Right before Sonny reached his climax, the counselor released the cock from his mouth with a pop and finished milking that orgasm from Carisi. Sonny’s back arched and thighs quaked and, breathlessly, he came. Catching the detective’s release in a handy pocket-handkerchief, Barba took in the breathtaking view of a handsome man completely spent and satisfied.

“That was…” Carisi muttered, his chest still heaving.

“The best you ever had?” Barba teased, as he sat up and reached for his phone.

“I’ve never gone that far before,” Carisi admitted. “At least not with another man.”

“Hmm ?” the counselor wordlessly responded.

“Do you want me to…?”

“What? Sonny, no. You don’t have to do that,” Barba said, as he untangled himself and pulled the detective back up to a sitting position. 

“Why not?”

“For starters,” the attorney replied as he texted Chloe’s owner back, “we don’t have the time. And when it comes to that sort of thing, I tend to enjoy giving more than receiving. Besides, I meant it when I said you need to try to sleep tonight. You stay here and neither of us is going to get any sleep.”

“You’re kicking me out?” Carisi asked as he pulled his pants back up and fastened his belt.

“I’m afraid so,” Barba explained as he surveyed the next few messages that came across on his phone. “Turns out Chloe’s owner is on her honeymoon and out of the country, which explains why she didn’t answer right away. Her neighbor’s daughter was supposed to be watching the dog. I’m getting the neighbor’s number now and then I’m going to make sure that both you and Chloe get home.”

“Oh,” Carisi, muttered. “So you don’t want to talk about … about what just happened?”

“Sonny,” Barba softly chided before leaning in and giving him a gentle kiss. “I really want you to pass that exam tomorrow, so you have to go. We can talk as soon as you’re done. I promise.”

“So… we’re good?”

“Yes, we’re good.”

“And you’re sure you don’t want me to… return the favor?”

The attorney laughed. For someone who had just gotten his cock sucked, Sonny was acting rather reserved.

“I’m a big boy, Sonny. I can take care of myself.”

Barba’s phone pinged again and he read the message aloud, “My neighbor only lives a few blocks away but they’ve been out looking for Chloe all night. They will meet you by the front door of your building in a few minutes.”

Standing up and adjusting his clothing so it didn’t look quite as rumpled, Barba then sauntered over to Chloe and picked her up off the rug. With a hand extended to the detective, the counselor wordlessly beckoned the man to join him.

Pushing himself off the couch and stepping closer, Sonny took the proffered hand and said, “Thank you, Rafael.”

“Don’t mention it.”

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[lily-174]

difficult memories- sonny carisi x reader

overview: your ptsd, something you left the army with is unpredictable luckily sonny is there to help.

trigger warning: mentions of war getting shot, being beaten

**

dating a detective wasn’t exactly the easiest thing, especially being a firefighter yourself with long hours. sometimes you couldn’t see him for days when he got a case, and with your 24 hour shifts.

but it was all worth it, sonny was the best. you’d been in relationships before but never like this. he was the most respectable man you’d ever met. he’d never once made you feel down, or pressured to do anything you didn’t want to do. he treated you like a princess and after being in the army for almost 7 years the security you felt being with sonny was needed, especially battling ptsd.

sonny was such a caring guy, sometimes he forgot you could fight better then he could. he’d always make sure you messaged him when you were out alone and if he could he’d come and pick you up, he didn’t like when you were out alone in the dark. but being an SVU detective you couldn’t blame him for his worries, you couldn’t imagine seeing the thing he does on the daily.

working as a firefighter you’d become accustomed to things triggering your ptsd, explosions, people hurt things that reminded you of Afghanistan. you’d learned to deal with your ptsd just before you got with sonny, he knew you suffered with it, but in the year you’d been together you’d been doing okay. so you hadn’t really spoken to him about it in detail.

sonny was in the bullpen filling out paperwork with the rest of his team when amanda came back from getting coffee with a look of concern on her face.

“did you all see the news??” she questioned walking into the bullpen, everyone’s head shot up to look at her with confusion.

“there’s been a bombing a few blocks south of grand central terminal, they think there gonna be another attack they’ve cleared the surrounding area. the fire department are digging through the rubble looking for survivors” sonny suddenly felt consumed by worry for you, another bomb? you’d definitely been called out to it. he knew you were definitely there.

“terror attack?” olivia questioned from the door frame in her office, your shift was set to end a few hours after sonny. he knew you could handle yourself, he just had to keep reassuring himself.

“i guess, they haven’t confirmed anything” Amanda answered.

sonny had to stay at work, he knew you’d be upset if he didn’t. there was nothing he could do, it was your job, and running around with a gun was his. you both faced dangers at work. you had to find ways to deal with the worry that consumed you both. he sent you a few text throughout the rest of his shift hoping you’d reply but knowing realistically you wouldn’t, you’d be swamped with patient’s and helping people.

sonny had you on his mind all day, he worried about you every time you were on shift but this was different the mention of another bomb scared him. but he kept reassuring himself, police and bomb squad were definitely on scene too.

when he finally finished his shift after a multitude of reassurance from himself he got home, deciding to cook to calm his nerves, and you’d have a nice dinner to come home too, so that’s what he did.

he had a small glass of red wine as he cooked, and just as he finished cooking he heard the door open.

“yeah thanks ben i appreciate it but i’m all good. sonny’s home i’m not alone, i’ll be fine” he heard your voice at the door, had something happened? did you get hurt? you weren’t in hospital so that was a good sign he thought to himself as he walked to the door seeing your lieutenant ben harper stood at the door.

“everything okay doll?” sonny questioned walking to the door as he looked at ben concern obviously laced onto his features. ben was about to speak but you cut him off straight away.

“yeah everything’s fine, just thanking ben for bringing me home. i’ll see you in 48 hours lieutenant” you smiled at ben and he nodded.

“be safe okay y/l/n” you thanked him before he began closing the door, sonny could tell something was off. your senior officer dropped you home.

“how was your day?” sonny asked as you took your boots off and you both walked into the kitchen.

“busy” yeah something was off. you’d normally ramble on about your day and give sonny a big hug and kiss when you came through the door. and if you could smell his food you’d be in the best mood ever.

“doll are you okay?” he asked looking down at you with a worried look on your face, you were exhausted. you’d been triggered today. seeing so many people hurt, dragging people to safety. then the second bomb went off, it was a war zone all over again. you’d completely lost it when the second bomb went off your lieutenant trying his best to ground you.

“yeah i’m gonna go change out” you pressed a quick kiss to his lips before walking away, sonny sighed walking into the kitchen and finishing the dinner giving you both a plate, he poured out two more glasses of wine before you returned.

“thank you for cooking i wasn’t gonna make anything when i got in” he nodded and you both walked to the couch sitting down to eat dinner together like you did whenever you both got the chance. as you were eating he noticed you pick at your food not paying attention to what was on the tv.

“you not like my cooking tonight?” sonny smiled, you’d completely forgotten he was there. you were so zoned out so stuck in your mind, all the memories from war etched into your brain as if you were seeing it all over again.

“what? sorry, no i love it you’re an amazing chef” you spoke quietly as you began eating, sonny didn’t really know what to say, he couldn’t imagine what you’d been through today.

“it’s alright doll, if you don’t want this i can cook something else… how come ben brought you home?” sonny asked as he finished off the few last mouthfuls of his bowl of pasta.

“wanted to make sure i got home safe, we’re all exhausted was a long day.” you said eating a mouthful of pasta, you’d eaten as much as you could. you felt bad, normally if sonny cooked you’d scrape the plate but tonight was different. you’d been stuck in the military mindset since the last explosion, you’d heard yourself using old military slang you used in the army.

“y/n you can talk to me about it you know? i’m here to help” sonny said as you got up with your bowl and your empty glass about to head into the kitchen, sonny followed suit.

“yeah i know, i’m just gonna hit the rack” the rack? sonny was beyond confused he’d never heard you say that before, and he didn’t know what that meant.

“the rack?” sonny asked confused putting his empty bowl in the sink.

“bed babe, i’m gonna go to bed” sonny had no idea what was going on when you left the room to head up to your bedroom. he stood infront of the sink leaning over it trying to figure out what to say when he went to the bedroom. he didn’t want to pressure you into telling him anything.

he began washing the dishes putting together a game plan of what to say, he knew how to comfort you, he was amazing at comforting you. but this wasn’t just a bad day. that’s when it clicked, the call today probably triggered your ptsd. sonny hadn’t even changed out of his work clothes or finished cleaning up when he headed to the bedroom. when he entered he saw you laying on the bed just blankly staring up at the ceiling. the last thing he wanted to do was startle you. that could make things worse.

“doll?” he spoke softly walking into the room as he took his blazer off and loosening his tie, you looked over at him and nodded at least acknowledging he was there.

he quickly changed into a pair of sweats and a plain white shirt getting into bed next to you carefully he didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable or trigger you in anyway, you’d never spoken to him about this. he didn’t know how to help.

“today, something triggered you?” he asked politely, his voice soft, you looked over at him unable to form any words and just nodded, tears coming to your eyes. he opened his arms inviting you to hug him, he didn’t want to be pushy but he wanted you to know he was there for you. you accepted snuggling into his arms letting a few tears fall from your cheeks. you cried holding on to sonny’s shirt for a while, he whispered sweet things into your ear while rubbing your back in an attempt to comfort you while you cried, he wanted you to talk to him but he didn’t say anything he just waited until you were ready.

“after seeing everyone today, the second bomb the sound of it exploding the ringing in my ears, everyone screaming. it took me right back. i thought i was there again, i really thought i was there again, i jumped behind rubble for cover and reached for a gun that wasn’t even there.. ben he tried he was trying to bring me back. and he did but i still hear them, i still see it. the things i saw out there sonny” you cried softly into his chest, it hurt him to think about it. to think about everything you went through while serving for this country, as soon as you got home you went straight for another job saving people. he’d never really thought about you being in the military, you’d never spoken about it. the only evidence you had you were ex military were the dog tags round your neck or the gun safe in the closet. you didn’t like talking about it, you lost so many friends out there. it was easier to just leave it all in the past.

“i’m so sorry doll.. is there anything i can do?” he asked holding your body close to his, he just wanted to help, but he didn’t know all that much about ptsd, he knew sexual assault survivors got it, but war ptsd he had no idea how to even talk to you about it. but he wanted to, he knew you were friends with jay halstead from intelligence in chicago, you’d met jay in basic training and a few times in Afghanistan before you heard sonny talk about the detectives who caught gregory yates. sonny made a mental note to give jay a call and ask how he could help.

“just hold me please” so that’s what he did, he held you so close to him, he wanted you to feel safe with him you did. that’s what finally let you drift off to sleep. feeling safe in sonny’s arms.

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[the-hopeless-haze]

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You Must Fix Your Heart

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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!

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Mistakes We Knew We Were Making

Chapter 2: The Unraveling

Two weeks. Two weeks you had told him to wait. If he was still thinking about you then, he could call. Otherwise, he shouldn’t bother. And you had meant it. You had not saved his number, only given him yours.

Dominick had assured you that he would call but truth be told, you didn’t know his character from a quickie behind a boathouse in South Hampton. Promises were made and broken in the heat of a moment like that. Careless words were spoken all the time when there were no obligations involved, no strings attached. And it would have been no big deal.

You didn’t know anything about him except that he was studying criminal law at Fordham, lived somewhere in Williamsburg, and had stumbled onto the Hamptons scene that weekend the same way you had - some friends had dragged him there. Other than the way he was so magnetic and you wanted him with every fiber of your being, you didn’t even know if it was a physical attraction or more than that. However, you would have been lying to yourself if you didn’t admit to the fact that you spent every day of those two weeks thinking about him. Cursing yourself for telling him to wait. Hoping he would call. Even if it would end up being just a good old-fashioned booty call. Yes, you would still see him around somewhere if he didn’t call but it would hurt your pride. For him to have made you feel the way he did that night and never be acknowledged again? Sure you would cope eventually but not after a few weeks of utter bitterness and self-loathing. Ugh, once again you cursed his name for the millionth time these past two weeks. What a fool you had been.

__________________

You are sitting at your desk at the law firm’s office where you work part-time, typing away at an email reply. Two clients enter the room and you look up, smiling politely at them. 

‘Mister Phillips is ready for you, gentlemen. Would you care for some coffee?’ you offer.

They return your smile but shake their heads, and close the office door behind them in a rush. You sigh in relief, turning back towards the computer screen only to be interrupted by your phone vibrating on silent. You stare at the unknown number slightly annoyed but pick up with an exasperated ‘Yes?’

‘Guess this is a bad time, huh?’ you hear him chuckle on the other end.

Fuck. 

Fuck.

FUCKFUCKFUCK!

You draw in a sharp breath and sit up straight as though you just got caught doing something naughty. It’s him. Dominick. 

What the-. Your work had actually distracted you, kept you so busy you had forgotten about what day it was. For once in those two weeks you had not thought about him in a hot second.

‘It’s you.’ You feel so silly but you actually cannot believe he is really calling.

‘Well…you told me to call in two weeks. It’s been two weeks. And I’m afraid I haven’t stopped thinking about you. So I was hoping to see you again. Please say yes.’ 

He sounds like a little boy asking for his favorite toy back after it’s been taken from him. It makes you weak immediately, flashbacks to him and you together, skin on skin. Oh lord.

‘Yes.’ is all you manage to mutter. Girl, control yourself. You swallow hard, you’re sure he can hear it.

‘I’m so glad. Are you free tonight?’ The urgency in his tone of voice makes you feel so powerful, maybe he can’t control himself either.

‘I’ll text you my address.’

When you hang up you are shaking. There it is again that feeling in the pit of your stomach, spreading down between your legs. Your mind is racing. You actually can’t believe it. He had been waiting to call you. He had been thinking about you. In fact, in his own words, he had not stopped thinking about you. Your whole body is suddenly trembling with anticipation and disbelief. Is this really happening? The way he had so nonchalantly admitted to more or less obsessing over you the way you had over him. The way he had practically begged to see you. Oh boy, would you make it worth his while.

You finish early on Fridays so you run out of the office, stopping by your local grocery store to pick up some essentials, including a bottle of wine, before coming home to your small Bushwick apartment. Good thing is, you still have hours before Dominick gets here, bad thing is, you still have hours before Dominick gets here. Your anxiety is already through the roof and you kind of want to smoke some weed but you’re scared it will make it worse. 

So instead you take advantage of the luxury of having a bathtub and spend an hour soaking among lavender-scented bubbles. Looking down at your naked body, imagining him touching you again, and you have to hold back from touching yourself at the thought of it. Like you have so many times during the past two weeks when these thoughts had taken over. It was the way he had known exactly how you liked it, even the things you yourself hadn’t known you liked yet. 

It had never been this good with anyone before, even your ex-boyfriend of three years. He had never been able to even want you to open up like this because it was clear from the beginning that he was more interested in his own needs and wants. But you had hoped that you could coax it out of him by giving into whatever he demanded because after all, it was love, right? Or at least you thought it was. And yes, he had made you cum, most of the time. And yes, he had gone down on you. Even though you always felt like it was more of a chore to him than something he had enjoyed while you had to pretend that sucking his dick was something you relished when he more or less forced you into it. Either way, he never made you feel sexy, he never made you feel like the most important person in the room, like all eyes should be on you; like a woman, like a man should make you feel. Instead he liked to keep small, keep you in your place, talked over you to make himself look smart and important. So eventually, it all faded away between you two. And that was putting it mildly. You don’t like to think about it too much, it takes you to a dark place you don’t want to go. 

You don’t miss being in a relationship. In fact, you’re not looking for one. Whatever this is, is going to be, or not, between you and Dominick, you aren’t ready for anything serious. 

8pm on the dot, your doorbell rings. The spritz of perfume you just sprayed behind your ear still lingers in the air as you rush down the hallway to press the button on the intercom. Soft footsteps on the stairs. Your heart is pounding. You check yourself in the mirror one last time. No fancy outfit, nothing revealing. Just a simple gray cotton off-the-shoulder dress, your hair in a messy bun, soft make-up. Why bother when he already had your pussy in his face, right? Why bother when he for some reason already thinks you are the sexiest little thing?

He’s holding a small wicker basket full of fresh strawberries, the sweet scent overwhelming as you open the door to greet him. 

‘What-‘ you raise your eyebrows at him.

‘I think flowers are overrated and well…I passed a farmer’s market earlier on my way home, so. I hope you’re not allergic or are one of those rare people who hate strawberries.’ he’s babbling. He’s nervous. How cute. 

‘I love strawberries.’ you reply, as you pick one from the basket and grab his arm, pulling him in. The fruit is absolutely bursting with flavor as you bite into it. ‘Delicious.’ you smile, making it clear you’re not just talking about the strawberry.

‘Well, I’m glad.’ he smiles back at you.

‘Thank you.’

He follows you into the living room/kitchen area, his eyes tracing your body and your adorable little banter quickly gives way to that familiar heat spreading between you two.

‘Just so you know, I think flowers are overrated too, unless they grow in a field.’ you turn around and properly take him in for the first time since opening the door. 

You can’t believe he’s really here. Standing in your apartment. And he seems to think the same thing. As much as you both were overconfident that night you met, fueled by a bit of alcohol and the excitement of the unknown, you don’t know where to start, or rather where to continue now. His hands seem restless, yours are dying to touch him.

‘Glass of wine?’ you ask because you can’t think of anything else and maybe a few sips will calm your nerves.

‘Sure, thanks.’ he answers as he shrugs off his jacket and you turn to get glasses from the cupboard. 

By the time you have opened and poured the wine, he has wandered over to your bookshelf, scanning the contents. You watch as his fingertips glide over the spines of books, and you can’t explain why it makes your heart beat so much faster all of a sudden. With the glasses in hand you join him, handing him his just as he pulls out Kierkegaard.

‘I don’t know if I’m amused or shocked.’ he looks at you, one eyebrow raised. 

‘And why’s that?’

‘What’s your field of law again?’

‘I never said.’ you challenge him.

He takes a sip of wine and his eyes stare into yours. Damn you, you think.

‘Well can I guess then?’ 

‘Go ahead.’

‘Human Rights.'

Fuck, he is good. Or you’re just too obvious. Your law books aren’t even on this shelf.

‘You figured that out from me reading Kierkegaard?’

‘Oh no. I just really appreciate philosophy.’ 

You purse your lips and he cocks his head and it’s a game you’re playing now it seems. If that first time you told him not to tease, teasing is now all you are both doing. His face is entirely too close to yours and you notice a slight sunburn across his nose, a few freckles dancing there, his lashes too unfairly long for a man as he looks down into your eyes. 

‘Philosophy me this then, Mister. You really couldn’t stop thinking about me?’ your voice is low and you can tell the effect it has on him.

‘Hmm. You left me with quite the thoughts.’ he says, in the same low voice.

‘Can’t imagine what you mean.’ you smirk up at him, putting your glass down on the bookshelf next to his.

He smiles and puts a finger under your chin, raising your head slightly. 

‘I mean….’ he takes a deep breath. ‘I thought about you day and night, wondering what you were doing, what you were eating, drinking, dreaming about. Whether you were feeling happy or sad, stressed or relaxed. What kind of music you were listening to, what kind of books you were reading, what kind of clothes you were wearing. If you were wearing the same perfume you wore the night we met. Whether you preferred the rain of the last few days or if you were hoping for sunshine and the heat. What you were thinking about while waiting in line at the coffee shop. If you were thinking about me? If you were counting down the days hoping I would call, or if you regretted that night? And if you were thinking about me, were you thinking about the way I touched you, the way I kissed you, the way I fucked you? Did you touch yourself thinking about me? Because I did. I got hard the second the thought of you entered my mind.’ 

His mouth is behind your ear now and you are a mess. You are holding back a moan, choked up in your throat. He has once again managed to reduce you to a complete wreck, a dampness spreading between your legs. 

‘Sounds intense.’ you exhale and he smiles as he picks you up, your hands wrapping around his neck, legs around his waist.

You finally find yourself kissing him deeply, his strong arms holding you so tightly you can feel his heartbeat hammering against you. 

‘Just so we’re clear…I never regretted it for one second.’ you say it with every inch of your soul before slipping your tongue into his hot mouth, a moan rumbling within him. 

‘Anything else you wanna clear up? Maybe like…you thinking about me too…and y’know. Touching yourself?’ he tickles your sides and you shriek, punching his arms playfully.

‘Wouldn’t you like to know.’ you tease, and he rolls his eyes.

Somehow you manage to make your way into your bedroom and he puts you down on your bed, his body on top of yours. Your kisses are becoming more intense by the second, your hands sneaking under his shirt, feeling his warm skin, so desperate for more contact. But you have other plans. Pushing him off of you, you crawl back on the bed, telling him ‘Stay there.’ as he attempts to follow. He looks confused but does as you say, an undeniable look of excitement on his face for whatever awaits him. 

You really can’t believe what you’re about to do. But you know it’s gonna make him lose his mind and that is what you set out to do. So you reach under your dress, slowly pulling off your panties before throwing them in his face. He gasps, taking the piece of clothing like it’s a treasure he just unearthed and brings it up to his face, inhaling your scent. You bite your lip, watching him, knowing it’s just step one on his way to absolute unraveling.

Sensuously, you let your hand glide over your body, still just over the fabric of your dress while the other one releases your hair from the bun, letting it fall loose over your shoulders. He doesn’t even blink watching you, just stares at you in utter fascination. There’s a bulge growing in his jeans, you can tell, and god, does it make you feel special. Here’s this breathtakingly gorgeous man and all he wants is you.

‘So, you wanna know if I thought about you, hmm?’ your hand slips under your dress. ‘About that night? About your tongue tasting me? About your fingers exploring me? About your beautiful, big cock inside my wet little pussy? About how you were the best fuck of my life? The only man to ever make my earth shake like that?’ your legs spread a little but still not enough for him to see you. Somehow he’s not trying to, his eyes are fixated on yours, his mouth slightly agape, and you can hear his breathing getting heavier. ‘You wanna know how many times I’ve touched myself thinking about you, wishing you were inside me again? I’ve lost count. I’ve moaned your name into my pillow so many times, Dominick. Dominick. Dominick.’ 

Now you let him see. And he inches closer to you as you rub your clit in small circles, so wet already. He moans your name back at you. Watching you as you insert two fingers into your soaked pussy and start pumping in and out slowly, whimpering with pleasure and you can tell he’s about to fully lose it, it turns you on so much, making you shiver with lust. 

‘And I pretended it’s you. But it could never feel as good. You really fucked me up, baby. You really did.’ you sound almost mad and he catches it, pulling you close as you withdraw from yourself.

‘I’m sorry.’ he apologizes and kisses you again and you claw at his shirt, nearly tearing it off within a second, followed by his jeans while he does the same with your dress. ‘I’m sorry.’ he says again, lips down your neck, across your collarbone. ‘I’m sorry.’

And it’s both of you who unravel. And you knew this was gonna happen. Because yes, he fucked you up but you fucked him up just as badly. 

‘I’m sorry too.’ you whisper, running your fingers through his soft hair as he continues to place kisses downwards, his mouth closing around your nipple, tongue sneaking out to tease. Your back arches and his large hands grab your waist, not even a piece of paper could fit between your bodies. It’s so intimate, and he’s not even inside you yet. He’s in no rush you can tell although he’s as hard as he can get, pressing against your thigh, a wet spot forming on your skin there. It doesn’t matter, he’s lost in you, you’re lost in him. 

When he finally slips inside you, you almost pass out at the sensation, wrapping your legs around his hips to get his full length as deep as possible. He groans into your neck, not moving for a second just letting himself melt with you.

‘Please.’ you whisper in his ear and your voice is shaking and he slowly starts moving, dragging out every thrust. 

‘Fuck.’ he breathes. ‘Longest two weeks of my life.’ and you stare into his eyes with a sheepish grin. 

It’s the hottest sight, Dominick on top of you, moving in and out of you, and you don’t know where to put your hands. His beautiful face, his warm chest, his toned arms, his strong shoulders, his tight ass, you really want all of him at once. And then this feeling he’s giving you where you are joined, his cock dragging along your tight walls, one hand reaching down because he knows how much you like it when his fingers play with your clit. 

‘S-so g-goooood. So fucking good.’ you moan, clenching around him and he furrows his brow in an almost serious way at the sensation of you squeezing him. 

‘You like it when I do that, hmm, babe?’ you ask, wiping a loose curl of hair from his face and he nods, kissing you sloppily. 

And you do it again, and again. As much as you enjoy this slow rhythm, you are dying for him to pick up the pace a little, and this does the trick. He grabs one of your legs and hitches it up higher, opening you wider to him, fucking into you deeper and slightly harder. You let out a loud moan as he hits that spot within you.

‘Is this what you wanted, my sweet?’ and you smirk and affirm. It’s not long before you begin to shudder, whining his name as he presses his sweaty forehead against yours. ‘You really are so beautiful when you cum. All I wanna do is make you cum.’ 

He flicks his thumb over your clit again, pumping his dick so deep inside you, you lose all control over yourself. His eyes are staring into yours and that feeling you get scares you a little but it is all too much now, you have no time to think.

‘Cum for me. I wanna feel you cum. I love how you get even tighter around me when you do. How you shake. No more moaning my name into your pillow all by yourself. I’m here. I’m right here. I’m all yours. Cum for me, baby.’ He thrusts into you again and you uncoil. 

‘Fuck! Dominick!’ you moan, clinging to him as you pulse and shudder with your orgasm. 

He holds you and kisses you and continues to move in and out of you slowly, disregarding the chase for his own pleasure to revel in yours, to extend it even. This man. You cry out in pleasure, he has once again managed to lure the most intense climax from you, and you already know it won’t be the only one tonight. He hasn’t cum yet, it’s like he is holding back and while it makes him the sexiest man on the planet it also makes you want to make him cum even more. So you press your hands against his chest and push him off you, his eyes widen in surprise as you straddle him.

‘Okay.’ he grins up at you as you slowly lower yourself on his cock, letting him sink into you. ‘Jeez.’ he gasps and you feel even fuller in this position. 

‘Any last words?’ you smile down on him and he pushes up into you without a warning, making you squeal. ‘Don’t you dare!’ you raise a finger. 

‘You know where you can put that.’ he pokes his tongue out at you and you glare at him in shock before putting your hand over his mouth. 

‘If you don’t shut up I’ll make you wait another two weeks.’ he immediately stays silent, a serious expression on his face as you smile triumphantly and start moving on his throbbing cock. 

‘You don’t mean that.’ he blinks his eyes shut, pleasure taking over as you feel his thighs tense under you. 

‘Please, I wouldn’t survive.’ you reply and his eyes flutter open again, a soft smile on his lips. 

He grabs your hips, gently guiding your movements as you run your hands up and down his torso. ‘You’re gorgeous.’ you whisper and can’t believe he blushes. ‘What? Has no one ever told you that before?’ You drag him in and out of you slowly. 

‘Not like that.’ he pauses. ‘I was always the lanky, skinny kid and girls tended to go for the quarterbacks.’ He looks perfect to you. 

‘Well, I bet they never got dick like this from their quarterbacks.’ you shrug and he giggles until you make him moan again, rolling your hips back and forth a little faster. 

From the way his hands are moving over your body you can tell he’s getting close. They’re restlessly looking for a place to settle, or a place they haven’t touched yet; up your sides, over your breasts, cupping them gently, squeezing, down your stomach to your pussy, over your thighs. You’re close to your next climax too and you know just the thing to send you both over the edge. While you move up and down his cock, you guide your hand down your pussy and start rubbing your clit, Dominick watching you with heavy eyes. 

‘You like what you see, baby?’ 

He can only nod, and the sight of him watching you with his head pressed into the pillow, biting his lip, is so fucking hot. Poor boy is so close but you don’t want to pick up the pace. You’re dragging his cock in and out, painfully slow, circling your clit with your index and middle finger. 

‘Dominick, you feel so good.’ you moan, arching your back, he has the best view of you riding him. 

‘God, you are gonna make me lose it.’ his breath quickens. 

‘Lose it, baby.’ you squeeze his cock with your walls, the beginnings of your orgasm crashing over your body like waves. 

You sit up again and withdraw your fingers from yourself, only to offer them to him and he opens his mouth to taste them, taste you, hungrily. He jerks his hips up, slamming into you, and cums hard, releasing himself inside you with a shudder and the sexiest moan. Your pussy clenches around him as you literally ride out both of your orgasms, the two of you still shaking as he pulls you down onto him. And it’s some kind of insanity just how badly you want to take everything of him in at this moment, even though there’s not much more left to take in. Somehow you still want more of him. More. His lips are on your neck and yours are in his hair and you take in his scent, his heavenly scent that is now on your pillow, in your bed. Your bed. 

You’re breathless and giggling and it’s warm and comfortable although you’re exhausted. 

‘You don’t mind if I spend the night, do you?’ he asks, stroking your back.

Your brain is yelling at you to be careful. That you don’t really want this. That it’s just the endorphins or whatever. It’s nice to be wanted, it’s nice to be taken care of by a man like him, a man who knows how to touch a woman. To make a woman feel special. But you don’t want the complications of something more. Something serious. So you tell yourself, it doesn’t have to be like that. It can still be nice without it being serious. You will be careful. While still enjoying it.

‘Not at all.’ you say, snuggling up to his warm body.

And you ignore the unraveling. 

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[gi-maeve-rose]

Marked

Masterlist

Valeria Castillo comes back to SVU after ten years. Only this time, she’s not a victim. Instead, she’s now a detective, on a mission to help other victims obtain the justice they deserve. But what happens when her own abuser is set loose with a blood lust? It’s open season, and Valeria is marked.

Content Rating/Warnings: Mature Audiences (MA) - Adult content, violence, sexual themes, strong foul language, alcohol/drug use, mentions of addiction, mentions of rape

Pairing: Rafael Barba x Valeria Castillo (OC)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

To be continued…

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A/N: So, I’ve kinda gone down a SVU rabbit hole lol I started the series about a month and a half ago, and now I’m already halfway through season 18. It has been a RIDE. And in case it wasn’t evident by the amateur collage, I kinda got a thing for Rafael Barba. ^^’ But can you blame me? I mean, look at him. If you don’t agree, you’re wrong. /j ANYWAY lol There’s no particular time placement of this story. Things to keep in mind are: Detective Elliot Stabler, Captain Donald Cragen, and Sergeant John Munch have long since retired, Detective Nick Amaro has already left to California, Sergeant Mike Dodds has passed away, and Olivia Benson is Lieutenant, reason being that this is as far as I’ve gotten in the show itself. Now I can’t promise consistent updates, but I promise that whatever I do post, whenever I post it, it will be well worth the read (I hope!). Thank you for taking an interest in my story!

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[ameliora-j]

tbh id let Carisi (Peter) bury his dick so deep in which ever hole of mine he chooses, no regrets. id let him pound me so hard all day every day til i cant walk. i know he’d take care of me after. he just seems to be that kind of guy to make you cum again and again and again, your pussy and clit all swollen but he wont stop even if youre begging him too because he gets a kick out of the way you pulsate and shake and twitch. and lets be real the only man to ever make you squirt is him 🔥

GOD BLESS U BITCH CUS IM CREAMING SO HARD RN !!!!!!

he likes the way you cry when he’s hurting your pussy with pleasure ꃋ his cock buried deep in your gummy walls, repeatedly pressing against your gspot as tears of pained pleasure cascade down your cheeks. he licks them away, chuckling meanly as he plays with your swollen little clit. “again” he growls lowly in your ear.

and you know he wants you to cum again, but you’ve already done so at least seven times, you don’t know you’ve lost count. sonny’s on orgasm number three and you’re wondering how the hell he has so much stamina as your body begins to curl in on itself. your cunt is pulsing and clenching around him so nicely that he’s letting out the prettiest moans as he fucks you harder. “wanna see it all, pretty slut” he whispers.

and you’re not sure what he means until the band snaps and your orgasm is spraying from your abused cunt like a fountain. your breath gets stuck in your throat as you choke over a loud moan. he rubs your clit faster to make it spray even more than it already had, soaking both your bodies in your massive amount of squirt as he pumps your cunt full of his cum. “y’make the prettiest messes, baby” he mumbles as he kisses you.

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[daddydoddsjr]

27 with sonny?

Inexperienced Smut Prompts #27 - “You’re doing so well.”

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You were a mess beneath him, moaning and crying from overstimulation as Sonny pounded into you from behind. You clawed at the bedsheets, pushing your face down into a pillow, staining it with your tears.

“You’re doing so well..” Sonny praised, his hands squeezing your hips tightly as his rough pace continued. He had never been this rough with you before this, and the two of you had talked about it thoroughly beforehand. The moment you said ‘no’ you knew that he would stop, but you didn’t want him to.

Your moans became more frequent as your next orgasm approached, and Sonny’s pace only increased. “C’mon, doll, I know that you’re almost there.. give me one more..”

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[indifferent-depravity]

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You watch as Noah plays in the water with Jesse, leaning back against Sonny’s warm chest with a giggle when they manage to dump a bucket full of water onto Amanda. He presses a kiss to the side of your head, resting his chin on your shoulder, “We should make one of those.”

You snort and crane your neck to look at him, a soft smile dancing on your lips, “Yeah? Have a little Sonny running around dumping buckets of water on your head?”

He laughs and squeezes his arm around your waist, nudging his nose against your jaw, “Y’can’t tell me you’ve never thought about it, doll.” His hand runs over your stomach as his voice drops to a gravelly whisper, “How nice and full you’d feel carryin’ my baby.”

Your breath catches in your throat and you train your eyes on the ocean as you hiss, “Q-quit it, Dom, we’re in public!”

He hums, flicking his eyes around to make sure they weren’t looking before gently kissing your neck, grinning at your sharp intake of breath, “Relax doll, they can’t tell what’s happening. We could just slip away and they’d be too busy to notice.”

Sonny’s hand trails to the tie on the side of your hip, teasing his fingers underneath and you jump, shooting him a glare as you tug his hand away, “Dominick, I’m not having sex in public with the Special Victims Unit!” He pouts at you and you roll your eyes, a smile tugging on your lips. “Behave, and when we get home maybe we can work on making that baby you were talking about.”

He grins, a playful look flashing in his eyes, “Yeah? Gonna let me knock you up?” You match his grin, leaning in to kiss him when you get forced apart by Jesse and Noah launching themselves at you.

“Uncle Sonny, come play with us!” Jesse whines, tugging on his arm with her full body weight. Noah joins in the efforts, echoing her words as they manage to pull him onto his knees.

You giggle and give his back a push to help them pull him to his feet, adding in with a teasing tone, “Yeah Uncle Sonny, go play!”

“Alright, alright, I’m up! Go get started, I’ll meet you down there.” The kids run back to the water with shrieks of laughter. Sonny turns to look at you, still lounging on the blanket spread across the sand, swallowing hard as you arch your back with a cheeky smirk.

He bends down to kiss you, the kids erupting in a chorus of disgusted noises at the sight of it. Sonny runs at them, easily tossing them over his shoulder. You laugh as he runs into the water with them on his shoulders, your heart warming at their carefree laughs.

“Oh, I know that look.”

You look up at Amanda’s voice, the back of your neck burning as she sits on the blanket next to you.“What look? Who said I had a look?”

She laughs, stretching out on her elbows. A knowing smirk crosses her face as she tips her head back to bask in the sun, “Baby fever from watchin’ Sonny with the kids?”

You sigh, eyes wandering back to him, a faint smile growing on your lips, “He’s just so good with ‘em.”

“He’d be even better with your own.” You glance back at her and she has a smile on her face, “Y’know, a good man is hard to come by, a good father is even harder.”

You nod, your smile growing, “Guess I won the lottery, huh?”

~~~

The kids are wiped out by the time they get out of the water, Jesse practically asleep in Sonny’s arms as they trudge up the sand. Amanda and Olivia say their goodbyes, carrying their exhausted kids to get changed and go home. Sonny drops onto the blanket next to you with a tired groan, throwing his arm over his eyes. You giggle and lean down to press a kiss to his chest, “Kids tire you out, handsome?”

He hums and blindly reaches out with his other arm to pull you towards him, propping his head on your lap. You roll your eyes and card your fingers through his wet hair, wrinkling your nose as the water drips onto your skin, “Sonny, you’re getting water all over me.”

Sonny gives you a lopsided smile, leaning forward to gently kiss your stomach, “Gotta get you wet somehow, don’t I?” You bark out a laugh, reflexively tightening your hand in his hair.

You sober up at the quiet moan that slips out of his mouth, warmth spreading through your core as you look down at him. “Take me home.” He pulls back far enough to catch your eye, an eager grin spreading across his face.

He sits up and leans over to kiss you sweetly, hand coming up to stroke your cheek, “Yeah? Ready to make good on that promise, Mrs. Carisi?” A faint blush tints your cheeks at his words and you respond with a small nod that has him nearly scrambling in his haste to pack up your things. You laugh and move to help him, butterflies of excitement fluttering in your stomach.

~~~

Sonny grabs your waist the minute your door closes and pulls you back against his chest, trailing hot kisses down your neck with a groan, “Need to be inside you doll, s’all I could think of all day.”

You let out a quiet moan and grip his arms as your head tilts automatically to give him more space, “Need less clothes on for that, handsome.” You tease and your lips curl into a smile as he snorts against your skin. Your eyes slide shut with a soft hum as his hands snake under your dress and he responds with a kiss on your cheek, letting your dress gather around his wrists as he runs his hands up your body. You lift your arms up as he tugs your dress over your head and you turn to sneak your hands under his shirt, pulling him against you with a grin.

Sonny tugs his shirt over his head before wrapping his arms around your waist, bending down to catch your lips in a heated kiss. You moan into his mouth, hands exploring his newly exposed skin. You drop a gentle kiss on his chest, catching his eye as you just barely graze your teeth against his skin. “Ready to make me a mommy?” You ask softly, biting your lip as you feel his cock twitch against your hip. His hands slide down to your ass, swiftly lifting you into his arms as he strides towards your room.

You tighten your legs around his hips and he lets out a groan, stopping in the middle of the hall to press you against the wall. Sonny makes a pathetic noise in the back of his throat and bucks his hips into yours, crushing his lips against yours roughly. You whine, fingers disappearing into his hair as you grind into him. His hand slips into your panties and you throw your head back with a gasp, tugging at his hair as his fingers slip inside your cunt. “S-Sonny!” You let out a high whine and he curls his fingers inside you teasingly, “N-Need you- need you inside me.”

Sonny groans, eyes rolling back in his head as you tug on his hair. He grinds his palm against your clit and mouth over your neck, a teasing tone in his voice as he says, “‘m already inside you, doll.” You huff and force his head back to glare at him, any force behind the look disappearing as you rock into his hand.

“I swear to god, Dominick if you’re not fucking me in the next five minutes.” You warn and he licks his lips, a grin spreading across his face. He chuckles at your whine as he slips his hand out of your panties, pulling you away from the wall to finally carry you into the bedroom. A shriek slips out of you as he throws you onto the bed, covering your body with his before you stop bouncing. Sonny runs his hands over your sides and pulls you flush against his hips, taking a shaky breath as you wiggle against him impatiently.

You reach out to him and he dips down to kiss you passionately, blindly shoving his pants down past his hips. He outright whines against your mouth as the heated skin of his length brushes over your soaked panties. He hooks his fingers in your panties, pulling them to the side and you moan in unison as his cock finally glides over your slick folds.

Sonny aligns his cock, a broken moan ripping from his throat as he slowly sinks into your cunt. You arch into him and dig your nails into his back, gasping for breath as he fills you completely. He cages your head with his arms, groaning through gritted teeth as he rolls his hips into yours. “F-Fuck, gimme more, Dom.” You whimper, tightening your legs around his hips.

He hums, thrusting into you roughly, “Yeah? Full of my cock and you still want more?” You nod frantically, tears burning your eyes as the tip of his cock brushes against your cervix. “Hm? Y’gonna let me fill you with a baby?”

You let out a hiccuping gasp, nails leaving deep red lines on his shoulders as his thrusts quicken, “Y-Yes! Gimme a baby! Please, Dom, need your cum in me!” You beg, swiveling your hips down to meet his thrusts. His hips start stuttering against yours and he catches your gaze, grinding into you. You shudder and drop a hand down to circle your clit, tears threatening to spill as pleasure overwhelms you.

Sonny cups your cheek, brushing away a tear that sneaks out as he wraps his arm around you to pull you impossibly closer. “I gotcha, doll. Gonna look so pretty carryin’ my baby, not gonna be able to keep my hands off you.” You let out a choked moan, legs seizing around his waist painfully as you orgasm. Sonny’s voice breaks as he moans, pressing deeper into you as you pull him with you over the edge. He presses his forehead against your collarbone with a quiet grunt as he spills his seed deep into your cunt.

You pull him down on top of you, humming as the hard line of his body molds against yours. He peppers your face and neck with gentle kisses, lazily rolling his hips to fuck the cum deeper. Sonny gives you a crooked grin as he meets your eyes and presses a hand against your stomach, cock twitching with interest, “Think we should try again, just in case?”

You roll your eyes with a snort of laughter, pulling him down into a kiss. “You’re insatiable.” He laughs against your lips, slowly putting more force behind his thrusts.

“Told me to put a baby in you, did you?”

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[altsvu]

Hello! How about 7. “I’ll talk you through it, okay?” with Sonny for your smutty drabbles 😏?

Thank you!

talk through it

pairing: sonny carisi x fem!reader

prompt used: “I’ll talk you through it, okay?” from the inexperienced smut prompts!

wc: 362

summary: sonny talks you through your first time doing it with him.

cw: losing v-card, smut, sweet talking

a/n: thank you for this!! i love writing for sonny 🤭

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The first time is always the most special one.

But you wanted it to be with the right one.

You weren’t traditional in any way, you just never got the opportunity or the time to think about that. You were all about your career, family, and friends.

But when you met Sonny, that changed.

He saw a different side of you that no one else in your life had saw. He made you feel safe, he loved you for you, no strings attached. After 2 years of exclusively dating, you felt like he was the one, and he thought the same about you too.

One night, the two of you decided that it was the night.

The special night.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked after a quick make out session on the bed.

“Well, I’m scared. I haven’t done anything. Ever.”

Sonny smiled softly and held you closer to him.

“I’ll talk you through it, okay?”

“Okay, you whispered.

He helped you out of your clothes and you helped him out of his.

He instructed you to lie back against the pillows and let him work his magic on you. You did as you were told, then he ended up between your legs.

He kissed your inner thighs, inching up to your pussy. Two fingers touched your labia and slowly pushed inside of you and you let out a moan. Sonny was rubbing circles on your pearl and you felt a tingling sensation.

While doing this, Sonny talked you through it like he said he would. He praised you too, calling you an angel and the like.

“Take it from me.” You whispered.

“What’s that, darling?”

“I- I want you inside me.”

Sonny got up, put on a condom, and leveled with your opening.

“This might feel uncomfortable, but I’m right here, and you can tell me at any time if you want to stop, okay?”

You nodded in response.

Sonny planted a kiss on your lips and slowly pushed in. He checked in with you and made sure you were okay, but all you could do was stifle moans. It felt so good.

Your first time was definitely special.

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