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lovecarisi · 3 months

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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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gardens0fbabyl0n · 2 months

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The Counselor and The Detective

Dominick Carisi x Reader / Terry Bruno x Reader Warnings: smut (explicit), language

‘Another one, please.’ you motion to the bartender, and he nods, preparing a glass of Merlot for you as your phone buzzes. A text from Sonny lights up your screen.

Sorry, sweetheart. Still stuck at the office with Bruno going over the case. You know how much I hate this.

It was supposed to be your date night. And even though Dominick and you had kept it casual until now on the grounds that both of you were too busy for a serious relationship, this was the one thing you both had insisted on. A regular Friday date night. Yes, he had apologized in advance, knowing he was going to be late but now it was almost 10.30pm and you were getting tired of waiting. He had a big trial coming up on Monday, however, you knew for a fact everyone else had gone home and it was just him and the lead Detective on the case still working so late. You had to find a way to make him leave.

You take a generous sip of wine before getting up and walking toward the bathroom. Maybe he just needed a little inspiration, you think to yourself, and take your phone out of your purse. Hiking up your dress, you position yourself, camera pointing at your lace-covered center, a finger teasingly moving the fabric aside just an inch, just enough, before snapping a photo.

Hungry for you. You hit send.

Sonny’s reply only takes seconds.

Come over.

You gasp, your hands beginning to shake immediately. Come over to his office? Has he gotten rid of the Detective? Was he all alone now? Oh, fuck. You quickly leave the bathroom stall and return to the bar to pay your tab and grab your coat.

On my way, baby.

******

The floor is dark, the blinds of his office closed, and you swallow hard as you approach, knowing he has prepared for you. Fuck, you’ve had sex in semi-public places but this, this was something you two had fantasized about so many times. You knock softly before opening the door and there he is, leaning against his desk, looking sexy as ever in his waistcoat, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up slightly above his elbows. Your eyes linger on him for a few moments but then, to your confusion, you notice another man sitting on the leather couch.

‘Come in, my love. Close the door and lock it.’ Sonny says, as the other man stands up with a soft smile. He’s handsome, about the same age as Sonny.

‘Dominick?’ you look at him questioningly and he walks towards you, grabbing your hand.

‘This is Detective Bruno. Terry. He was looking forward to meeting you.’ he says, and Bruno comes over, his eyes wandering over you as your heart begins to race.

You look at Sonny and he has that smirk on his lips that says it all. And you don’t know what in the world possesses you but you just give him a soft nod before he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you against him as his lips capture yours. As Dominick kisses you, his tongue slipping into your mouth, making you moan, Detective Bruno is watching, his gaze still on you as your boyfriend’s hands glide over you. It’s thrilling, kind of. Such a weird, bizarre feeling. You’re surprised by how fucking turned on you are already. You’re safe with Sonny, you know it. If at any time you’re uncomfortable with anything, a ‘no’ or ‘stop’ is enough and it will be over. But you want to know where this is going. All of a sudden you have no inhibitions, and these two attractive men are making you feel so sexy and wanted.

‘You know, I happened to see the photo you sent to ADA Carisi…I gotta say, you look pretty damn delicious.’ Terry whispers, his hand reaching out to touch your cheek as Sonny places passionate kisses down your neck.

‘I am pretty damn delicious. Tell him, Sonny, baby.’ you moan, fluttering your eyelashes up at the cop.

‘She’s the most delicious thing in the world.’ Sonny confirms and you giggle, your hands in his hair, roughing up his perfectly gelled locks.

‘Maybe, if you’re lucky, Counselor Carisi will let you have a little taste.’ you smile at Bruno as the Detective steps closer.

And while Sonny’s hands travel underneath your dress, lips sucking on the delicate skin of your neck, Detective Bruno starts kissing you. Almost immediately you begin to tremble, the two men’s lips and hands on you now and the thought of what’s to come almost too much to handle for your horny brain. Dominick’s hand slips between your legs, laughing at your dampness, his thumb pressing down on your clit, making you squirm under his touch. You’re losing all self-control. If you’ve had any to begin with, that is.

‘She’s really wet, you wanna feel?’ Sonny asks Terry and you whimper as the two men switch places, handling you like a doll.

Detective Bruno’s hand wanders up your dress, his fingers finding your wet cunt and he furrows his brow.

‘Damn!’ he sucks in air and you look down as you make out a growing bulge in his pants. Dear God.

‘Is that all for me, sweetie? Or will you give some of that to Detective Bruno? I’m willing to share if you are.’ Sonny whispers in your ear, nibbling there as Bruno drags his fingers through the folds of your pussy, making you moan out loud.

‘M-maybe…ugh…’ you groan, as Terry withdraws to bring his fingers to his mouth in order to taste your juices.

‘Fuck yeah, she’s delicious. You’re a lucky man, Carisi.’ he grins and you wrap your arms around your boyfriend’s neck, kissing him deeply as his hands find the zipper of your dress, pulling it down.

Terry helps you step out of the fabric while Dominick continues to get rid of your bra and panties, then wastes no time to push you down on his table until you’re lying down on it. The two men are still fully clothed and you’re exposed to them, feeling anything but. You’ve never felt hotter.

‘Spread your legs, baby.’ Dominick says, his hands on your thighs and you can feel your arousal dripping out of you already as you follow his command.

‘Fuck…’ you can hear Terry mumble under his breath.

You can feel Sonny’s fingers on you, spreading your lips, exposing your clit, and then his tongue is on you, tasting you. It feels fucking incredible. His name escapes your mouth in a loud moan and your back arches almost completely off the table, he has to hold you down with his free hand, all while he continues to flick his tongue on your sensitive bud. Fuck. He’s always been an expert at eating you out, the sight of his face between your legs enough to make you shake.

‘Bruno. Come here.’ you hear him say and your eyes flutter open to see the Detective step between your legs, his gaze on your pussy as Sonny pauses. ‘Fuck her with your fingers. I gotta hold her still.’

Oh God, you think but you have no time to think. Detective Bruno immediately plunges his middle and ring finger into you, making you scream in pleasure and Sonny’s mouth is back on you, sucking on your swollen clit. The two men are relentless in the way they are working on your cunt, Sonny’s expert tongue twirling around your core hungrily all while Terry’s unfamiliar fingers are pumping in and out of you, curling over your gummy walls. You know their goal is to make you cum as fast as possible, to make you shake and scream, and it won’t take long.

‘Doesn’t she have the most perfect little cunt ever?’ Sonny moans against you, parting your lips even more to expose your sensitive, overstimulated pussy. You can hardly take it anymore.

‘So perfect. So tight. Can’t wait for her to cum, see her squirm. You wanna cum, darling? You want us to make you squirt, huh?’ you open your eyes to look down at the two men, both giving you the dirtiest looks as they work your cunt to near exhaustion.

‘Fuck, yes, please!’ you yelp, and Sonny starts rubbing your clit as he continues to tongue at your folds, Detective Bruno adding a third finger to fuck into you harder and faster, pressing against your g spot.

Your thighs begin to shake as you feel your pleasure starting to concentrate on that one spot within you, and Dominick knows exactly what to do. Sucking harder, rubbing faster.

‘Hold her hips down.’ Sonny says and he spreads your legs as wide as he can, slapping your clit before taking it into his mouth again to suck greedily while Bruno’s fingers continue to fuck into you.

‘I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna c-cum!’ you cry, feeling yourself topple over, the walls of your pussy beginning to twitch.

Terry withdraws his fingers, inching closer to your pussy as Dominick watches as you pulse, and both men are holding you steady, your cunt releasing a spray of squirt. And you moan loudly, your eyes rolling back, you throb and spasm on the table as Sonny and Terry take turns catching your juice with their mouths.

‘Fuck baby, yes! Mmmhmm, look at that pretty pussy giving us so much delicious cum.’ Dominick moans, plunging two fingers into your still spurting hole. ‘Can’t get enough of you.’

‘Unreal.’ Terry growls, licking his lips.

Your eyes flutter open and the sight of the two men between your legs is almost too much to handle. And you know this earth shattering orgasm they have given you you know is only the beginning. Both their faces wet with your slick and cum, it is your turn now to make them feel good.

Dominick is hard as a rock in his pants and Terry has reached into his jeans and is stroking himself as you sit up, still shaking from your orgasm.

‘Mmmhhmm what do you say, Counselor? Shall we give Detective Bruno one of my holes, hmm?’ you smile, climbing off the wet table, grabbing your boyfriend and kissing him hard, tasting your pussy on his lips.

‘Your terms, darling.’ Sonny purrs as you stroke his dick through his pants.

‘You’ve both been so good to me, you deserve everything.’ you say, reaching out to pull Terry close as well, unzipping his jeans to free his cock while Sonny undresses himself.

The two men’s lips and hands are all over you, an overload of sensations while you’re still so raw from your recent orgasm. You lean back against Dominick, his hard cock rubbing against your ass and you already begin to shiver again in anticipation. Terry moans as your hands wrap around him, as you begin to stroke him and Sonny guides you backwards towards the couch. You turn around, pushing him down on it, kneeling next to him on the cold leather, his brilliant blues staring into your eyes, heavy with lust. It’s on you to serve them now. Happily. And as your mouth wraps around Sonny’s hard cock, you raise your hips, legs spread for Terry.

‘Detective.’ you mumble with your mouth full of dick.

‘Go ahead.’ Carisi grabs your ass, slapping it softly. ‘You have my permission. Fuck her however she likes it. Fuuuuck baby, that feels good!’ he moans, his precum leaking into your mouth as you bob your head up and down his shaft.

Finally, you feel Terry grab your hips from behind, the tip of his cock at your entrance, making you quiver before he pushes into you, making you moan and almost choke on Sonny’s dick. Christ almighty.

‘Holy shit!’ he breathes, dragging his cock along your tight walls.

‘Hmm babygirl, I think he loves your pussy just as much as I do.’ Dominick teases, pushing your hair out of your face as you eagerly suck his dick. You love it, you always have. It’s always been an equal part of give and receive in your relationship.

‘Fuck yes, I do. No wonder you’re always in such a good mood, Carisi. She’s taking my dick so well. Shiiiiit!!!’ Detective Bruno moans as he pumps into you, making your knees buckle.

‘Sonny has coaxed it out of me, haven’t you, Counselor?’ you look up at Sonny as you drag your tongue back and forth in his slit, making him tremble.

‘Oh and you have coaxed many things out of me, baby.’ he smiles, then looks at Bruno. ‘Fuck her harder. She can take it. She wants it. I know she does. Don’t you, hun?’ he growls and you nod.

Detective Bruno does as he’s told, shoving his dick into you harder, and you have to catch your balance on Sonny’s thighs, a loud scream escaping your mouth.

‘Good girl.’ Bruno moans, setting a new, merciless rhythm inside your cunt.

Fuck, it feels incredible. You know you’re going to cum again in no time and you know this is what they want. They want you screaming and they want you to be a mess again before they launch a new attack on you. It’s all part of their plan. You could tell from the moment you stepped into Dominick’s office. Terry’s fingers find your clit and he begins to rub you there, his cock pushing into your dripping cunt while Sonny watches you eat his dick enthusiastically. You love the taste of him, you love having him throbbing inside your mouth while you play with his balls, have him moan your name, the tension in his thigh increasing with every stroke, every flick of your tongue.

‘Harder.’ Sonny instructs as he pulls you off him and Bruno once again picks up the pace while Sonny kisses you and you cum, holding on to your boyfriend as you shake and moan, your walls once again bursting. ‘Fuck her through it.’

The Detective fucks you through your orgasm, your legs almost giving out and your pussy squeezes around his dick. He curses under his breath while Sonny looks at you adoringly.

‘Fuck. Fuck. You two are gonna kill me.’ you sigh, voice shaking as much as your body.

‘No baby, no. But I think we can both agree that we love to make you cum, don’t we, Bruno.’ Sonny laughs as Detective Bruno pulls out of you, his hard dick glistening with your juices.

You look at them, both men so proud of themselves for having reduced you to a screaming, twitching mess, not once but twice now. And yet, they have yet to cum.

‘I think it’s your turn now. Counselor. Detective.’ you push Sonny back on the couch until he’s lying down before climbing on top of him, guiding his cock into your pussy.

‘Mmmhmmm baby, fuck. So warm. So tight.’ he moans, starting to fuck into you immediately as you lean forward and he embraces you while Bruno watches, stroking his still wet cock.

‘You two are so hot together.’ he mumbles, stepping closer, his hand running over your spine.

‘Join us. It’ll be even hotter.’ you breath spreading your buttcheeks but Bruno hesitates.

‘Don’t be shy. She’s okay with it.’ Dominick assures him.

‘Sonny, baby, I don’t think he’s ever done it before. Let’s switch.’ you pull away from him and your boyfriend smirks before you climb on top of him again, facing away, while he spits into his hands several times, wetting his cock for you.

Bruno watches as Sonny guides his dick into your asshole in slow motion, giving you all the time you need to adjust before you bottom out, moaning his name, and his arms are holding you still for a moment.

‘One word and I’ll stop.’ your boyfriend assures you but you shake your head, you actually love the feeling.

The first time you had tried it it’d been your idea and Sonny had looked at you in shock before shyly agreeing. Now it wasn’t something you did on a regular basis but sometimes, when you were in a particular mood, you had opened the drawer and asked Sonny to use that vibrator in your ass while he fucked you. And he couldn’t deny that he had enjoyed it too.

‘Go on, Detective.’ you say, as Sonny slowly starts fucking into you and you spread your legs a little more, offering your pussy to Bruno.

‘You sure?’ Terry asks and you nod, biting your lip.

‘Please. Fill me up. I want both of your cocks making me cum at the same time. And I want both of you cum inside me.’ you moan and Sonny curses at your words, his hand reaching down to find your clit, to rub you there.

‘Fuck, this is crazy. This is the hottest thing ever. My God. I don’t think I’ve ever been more turned on in my life.’ Detective Bruno leans down to inspect your swollen little pussy, watches in awe as Sonny’s dick pumps in and out of you.

‘She’s all ours to share.’ Sonny growls, biting into your shoulder softly and you giggle.

Bruno’s tongue darts out to taste you and you squirm, releasing another stream of slick from your opening which he catches. Greedily, his fingers delve into you, at which your legs fall apart even more, and you know he can’t hold back any longer.

‘Please. Please Detective. Please.’ you beg, hungry for his cock now. All you want is to get your brains fucked out by these two gorgeous men.

‘Well, I can’t have you begging like this.’ he whispers, pushing the head of his dick through your folds before ramming it into your pussy and you moan out loud, overwhelmed by the feeling of two cocks inside you now.

‘Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck OH FUCK!’ you yelp, and they both halt their movements in order for you to get used to them.

‘You’re okay?’ Bruno asks while Sonny softly strokes your sides, kissing your neck.

‘YES! Fucking hell don’t stop!’ you squeal and they smirk, immediately starting to thrust into you again, slowly but deliberately.

Fuck, you can’t believe you have two dicks inside of you, you can’t even figure out what is going on, all you know is that you are approaching another orgasm fast. Sonny’s hands are holding you up while he’s pumping into your asshole, Bruno has found the perfect position to fuck into your pussy deeply while his thumb is pressing down on your clit, rubbing tiny circles and you have lost all sense of time and space.

‘Harder.’ you cry, looking up at the detective as his mouth hangs open at the sight of you exposed like this, offering yourself up to him like this.

‘Mmmmhhmm, she can take it, Bruno. Do as she says. Fuck that little pussy of hers.’ Sonny orders, pulling on your hair slightly as he himself picks up the pace a bit more, his dick fucking into your ass harder.

You smile as Bruno does as he’s told, with a loud, feral moan, and you close your eyes, letting the two men split you open, fucking into you ferociously.

‘Fuck, baby. I’m so close. Fuck!’ Sonny moans behind you and you smile triumphantly.

‘Wanna see that pussy squirt again. Wanna feel you clench around me, baby.’ Bruno says, desperately pumping his dick into your soaking wet cunt.

His thumb is circling your clit harder, as you look down, watching as the two men fuck your holes, making you feel like a slut and a goddess at the same time.

‘You two feel so fucking good! I’m gonna cum, ughhhhh.’ you moan, and both men pick up the pace again, making you scream with every thrust, making you forget everything around you.

And for the third time today you bliss out, spasming around their two cocks, jerking, pulsing, twitching, juice shooting from your spent pussy while you moan. And they still won’t stop ramming into you, chasing their own releases, Bruno still rubbing your swollen clit. Sonny is the first to cum, filling your ass with his seed, holding you close to him while he presses into you, your name on his hot breath. You cry and convulse again as Terry continues to penetrate you frantically, his cock plunging into your pussy again, again and again, and you cum once more while Sonny rubs your clit, making you spray your squirt everywhere.

‘Yeah, you like that huh, he told me you could take it, now I’m gonna make you take it. Again!’ the Detective smiles. ‘Spread her cunt for me, Sonny. Wider.’

You cry out in pleasure as Sonny holds your legs open while your thighs shake, his hands reaching down to spread the lips of your pussy to expose you to Bruno.

‘Fuck. Look at that. How many more do you have in you, huh? You wanna find out? Sonny, what do you think?’

‘Oh I’ve lost count.’ Sonny kisses you and you lean back against him, exhausted but eager for more. Always eager for more.

Once more Bruno shoves his dick inside you, hard and fast thrusts, over and over again, and you cum again with a scream, your boyfriend holding you while you shake and twitch.

‘Mmmmhmmm, every time that pussy clenches around me I get closer to heaven, Counselor. You really won the prize with that one.’ Bruno says, playing with your clit.

‘I know…I know. So precious. Aren’t you, my darling.’ Sonny kisses your temple as he reaches up to squeeze your tits, and you nod, catching your breath before Bruno starts fucking you again.

But he is close now himself, you can tell. Beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his grip tightening on you, his pants quickening, his thrusts getting sloppier. Still, he fucks into you hard, his thumb stroking your clit as you reach another peak.

‘I want you to cum, Detective.’ you moan. ‘P-please. I wanna feel that cock pulsing inside of me. Feel that hot cum fill my pussy. Come on.’

‘Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkk!’ he growls as he rams into you a few more times, finally releasing himself into you with a shudder. ‘Holy fucking shit!’

And Sonny is there to continue to rub your clit while Bruno continues to fuck into you, still semi-hard, and you cum again as he pulls out, watching your pussy contracting and throbbing, pumping out his seed as you twitch and moan. Fucking hell.

‘Fuck…’ Terry licks his lips while running his fingers through your wet folds a few more times, looking at you adoringly.

‘So much for trial prep.’ Sonny laughs, his arms wrapped around you tightly and you relish the feeling of being taken care of after being fucked senseless.

It truly seems like your soul has left your body, nothing in your life has ever felt this intense before. Your eyes are still closed and you’re too afraid to open them but as you feel Detective Bruno leaning down to kiss you, you eventually do.

‘Well, maybe it was just the inspiration you needed, what do you think, Counselor?’ you smirk up at Sonny and he chuckles.

‘Yeah, maybe you should come over more often, baby.’ he whispers.

Hmmm. Yes. Maybe you should.

#YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS #smut #sonny carisi smut #dominick carisi smut #terry bruno smut #sonny carisi #dominick carisi #terry bruno #svu #law and order svu #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fic #fan fiction

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SVU Fan Fiction by Malevolent_Muse

Paper Cuffs (Completed)

Assistant District Attorney, Rafael Barba, is out late. His latest caseload weighing on him, he decides to blow off some steam and hit up a local gay bar.

Long Shadows of the Night (Completed)

Consisting of exactly 100 words, this short drabble is just the merest of glimpses into the life of Olivia Benson.

The Price of Silence (Completed)

After reconnecting with his former mentor, Barba, Carisi becomes concerned when Barba brings up an unfortunate event from Carisi's past. Later, Barba admits to hiding a deep, dark secret and cautions Carisi to keep his distance. Against his best interest, Carisi ignores Barba's warning, and he finds himself becoming something he had never thought he would be: a victim. In the end, Barba tries to make amends, but it is too late. (dark!Barba fic! Proceed with caution!)

One Night in Chicago (Completed) Detective Carisi goes to Chicago to attend a funeral. The night before he patronizes a local drinking establishment and runs into some guys from the local fire house.

Legal Affairs: Barba x Carisi Series A collection of Barisi snapshots haphazardly thrown together.

Inadvertent Findings (Completed) 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.

Closing Arguments (Completed) Sonny Carisi is conflicted about the outcome of a court case.

The Scales of Sarcasm (Completed) In a gripping one-shot, Rafael Barba delivers a powerful opening statement. With his trademark sarcastic wit, he captivates the jury, and Barba's unwavering determination to prove the defendant's guilt takes center stage. Meanwhile, outside the courtroom, Barba navigates his personal life as it intersects with his professional duties.

A Winter's Kiss (Completed) Amidst winter’s frosty grasp, Sonny Carisi, now an Assistant District Attorney, stumbles upon his mentor-turned-lover, Rafael Barba. A familiar tie, a tender kiss, and a shared warmth in the cold air set the stage for a day filled with unexpected emotions and unspoken intentions.

A New Life Series

Of Mouse and Men: The Past Life of Rafael Barba (Work in Progress) In a world where fertility is everything, Omegas deemed infertile have their personhood revoked and are relegated to the status of pets. Bought and sold for use and abuse, the life of an Omega pet is most often miserable. Until the age of thirty-six, Rafael Barba had successfully passed himself off as a Beta and achieved professional heights unthinkable to most Omegas. Then, in an instant, everything changed.

A New Life (Work in Progress) Hidden by his family, "defective " Omega Sonny Carisi has lived sequestered the last 13 years of his life within their home. Revealed to authorities after the death of his father, he's torn away from everything he's known to now begin a new life as a pet.

An Unconventional Alpha (Work in Progress) In a world where dynamic status is everything, an Alpha's integrity is theoretically uncompromisable. Any Alphas that fall short of such rigid expectations are often reviled and shunned. Having experienced unspeakable trauma, Alpha Robert Goren must now navigate the harshness of his new reality.

The Trials and Tribulation Series

(This work features characters from both the various Law & Order shows and the Chicago shows. Consequently, it is written in a manner so as to be accessible to those with no prior knowledge of the fandom.)

Unexpected Tribulations (Completed) Abducted and held captive, NYPD Detective Robert Goren is forced to submit to mysterious medical procedures by unknown assailants. Every trace of who he was will be stripped away - not only his physical attributes, but psychological as well.

Elusive Redemption (Completed) Robert Goren has endured 769 days of endless torment. Help is on its way. But is it too little, too late?

Temperamental Sanctuary (Completed) Robert Goren has been saved from the horrific abuse he suffered at the hands of cruel and relentlessly ruthless men in Chicago. He has now been brought home to New York City where he comes in contact with a mysterious benefactor. Will she be the key to his salvation or are her intentions more depraved?

Rewoven Fealty (Completed) For the better part of a year, Robert Goren had been a resident of a mental health institution as he dealt with the horrific ramifications of brutal psychological, physical, and sexual abuse. Now, just when it seems he's through the thick of it, another unexpected tribulation is thrown in his path. Will he be able to overcome it or will it lead to a never-ending cycle downwards?

Finally Forsaken (Work in Progress) The final work in the Trials and Tribulations Series. After all he has been through: the abduction, getting rescued years later, being committed to a mental institution, and having to fight to be reinstated as a detective, Robert Goren has reached the events that will carve out his final destiny or his doom.

#svu fic #barisi svu #barisi #law and order svu #fan fiction #olivia benson #rafael barba #sonny carisi #ao3

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lannister-slings-and-arrows · 2 years

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Tempting Tan Lines

A story written in collaboration with @pascalispretty in the Rafael Barba x Rita Calhoun/Sonny Carisi x Reader Law School AU Keeping Young Talent Coming Our Way

Co-written with @pascalispretty wow it has been such a long time since we've done something. Cross posted on ao3!

Written for @pascalispretty , @melk917 , and @lannister-slings-and-arrows 's Wet Hot Summer Bingo filling the Tan Lines square.

Warnings: sex (p. in v.), vaginal fingering, hand job, teasing, swearing, brief mention of a breeding kink (happens off screen), masturbation. Rating: E Word Count: 4786 Summary: Rafael decides to wake up you and Sonny so he can admire your tan lines up close.

You wake to the feeling of fingers tracing delicately over your shoulder and across your breast. Awareness comes to you slowly–it takes you a moment to remember that you’re not in your own bed at home even if you do have Sonny pressed against your back.

Turning your head and blinking blearily against the bright morning light, you realize that it’s Rafa’s fingers that are tracing your tan lines as he leans over a still-sleeping Sonny. The bed is empty on your other side and there are no immediate clues as to where Rita might have gone.

“Morning,” you mumble, rubbing your eyes with the back of your hand.

“Morning, sweetheart.” Satisfied that you’re awake, Rafa turns his attention to Sonny. You roll onto your back and watch as he presses kisses to the nape of your boyfriend’s neck and strokes his fingers gently over the tan line on his hip. It takes him a little longer to stir, first muttering something sleepily and then attempting to clutch you tighter to him before he wakes properly.

“What’re you doing, Raf?” Sonny asks, his voice thick with sleep.

“Rita went to get breakfast and I got bored waiting for her. And the two of you just looked so irresistible.” Rafa grins down at you both, ignoring the grumbles of protest as he pushes his way between your bodies so he can kneel in the middle of the bed. “I couldn’t help admiring your tan lines.”

You and Sonny had been at your parent’s house in the Hamptons for a little longer than Rafa and Rita and you had spent that time lazing beside the pool, determined to make the most of the few free days you have together.

“Vacations are for sleeping in.” Your eyelids still feel heavy and you’re certain you could sleep for another hour or two. Beside you, Sonny stifles a yawn and nods. “We’re tired, Rafi.”

“I thought you sweet young things were supposed to be insatiable and full of energy,” Rafa teases, squeezing your thigh. “You know, I love you both when you’re like this.”

“Like what?” Sonny asks, tipping his head back to look up at Rafa.

“All soft and warm.” You smile, rolling your eyes. “Sleepy and pliant, too.” As if to prove his point, he runs his fingers down Sonny’s chest and watches as his half-hard cock gives an interested twitch. He swallows the soft noise that Sonny makes with a kiss, slowly moving his lips against Sonny’s fuller ones. You can’t help watching them, ignoring them like this would practically be a crime when they look so lovely together.

“Didn’t forget you, sweetheart,” Rafa murmurs when he breaks away from Sonny and leans down to kiss you too. It’s the same kind of slow, lazy kiss as he gave Sonny and you appreciate it–you’re not sure you could keep up with anything else right now. You make a soft noise in the back of your throat when his tongue darts out to trace along your lower lip, your legs falling open inadvertently.

“See what I mean?” Rafa asks with a low chuckle as he encourages you to open your legs wider so he can kneel between them. “Pliant.”

You sigh, still too close to sleep to bother arguing with that smirk on his lips and enjoying the way his warm palm slid from your stomach down to cup your cunt. You groan quietly and he leans down to kiss you again, his lips still stretched into a smile.

“Am I making it worth your while to be awake yet or do I need to try a little harder?” he teases, pressing the heel of his hand against your clit. You gasp against his lips. “I’ll take that as try harder” is the only warning you get before he slides a thick finger inside of you.

Rafa breaks away from your lips with a quick final peck, his finger sliding in and out of you languidly.

“Mmm… She feels so perfect inside, doesn’t she, Sonny?” he asks your boyfriend, bending over him and brushing his long sharp nose against Sonny’s. You turn your head to watch Sonny lean up to try to capture Rafa’s lips only for Rafa to pull away at the last second with a taunting grin.

“I wouldn’t want to keep the two of you from your beauty sleep.” His finger stops inside of you and you shift underneath him, impatient and wanting. “Sleep is so very important after all and honestly, since sex is so far down your list of priorities–”

Sonny finally stretches far enough to catch Rafa’s lips, surprising the older man. Rafa grunts and then smiles again, humming deep in his throat and licking into Sonny’s mouth. He finally pulls his finger out of you and you whine, frustrated, only for him to push two back in, his mouth and attention still very much occupied by the younger man’s plush red lips. You gasp, throwing your head back onto the pillow and closing your eyes, the sudden stretch of his fingers something you want to savor to the sound of Sonny being thoroughly kissed next to you.

Sonny groans and Rafa crooks his fingers, tapping your g spot while Sonny shifts and mumbles something against Rafa’s lips.

“Afraid I didn’t catch that, Sonny,” Rafa replies, dragging his fingers out of you slowly and flicking your clit with his thumb.

“Sleep is for the weak,” Sonny repeats a little breathlessly and you nod quickly, eyes still screwed shut. Rafa flicks your clit again and starts to fuck you in earnest with two fingers, his pace slow and steady.

“Glad you feel that way.” You open your eyes to see Rafa lean over Sonny again and kiss him, tongue licking slowly across the seam of his lips before disappearing between them with a happy grumble. The sight of the two of them making out next to you is almost enough to distract you from the feel of Rafa’s fingers scissoring inside of you. The wet noises Rafa makes with their lips and his tongue as he licks into Sonny’s mouth are obscene and make you shiver–working hard to compete with the feel of his fingers as he slowly pulls nearly all the way out of you before pushing back inside to build that fire that’s starting low in your belly.

You try to twist onto your side to see better but Rafa shakes his head, breaking his kiss with Sonny just long enough to admonish,

“I haven’t finished with you yet, you stay right there and just relax until I’ve said good morning to Sonny.” He sucks on Sonny’s bottom lip and speeds up the movements of his fingers, dragging them against your walls with every pass.

“Jesus, fuck, Rafa–” you gasp, writhing in place. Rafa smirks against Sonny’s cherry-red lips and wraps his other hand around the young man’s hard cock, giving it a gentle squeeze. Sonny whimpers and Rafa circles his thumb around the head slowly, spreading precome all around it before giving him a few slow teasing strokes. Rafa spends the next few minutes with his hands occupied with both of you, kissing first Sonny, then you, and then Sonny again.

“Look at all these tan lines,” Rafa sighs, pulling away from Sonny’s plush lips and staring down at you both. “I think I want to spend the rest of the day out by the pool tracing every single one of them with my tongue. And then any new ones you accumulated while I was occupied.” He bends down again and kisses the crease of your hip, nibbling gently at the tan line there and making you twitch.

“Sonny, you need to wear the same length shorts when you’re outside, you look ridiculous,” he teases, leaning over and kissing one of the awkward lines on Sonny’s long thighs.

Keeping your eyes open to watch your boyfriend writhe under Rafa becomes more and more difficult the longer that he fucks and stretches you open with his thick fingers. Every time it seems like you’re on the edge of a spectacular orgasm Rafa backs his fingers away, grins down at you, and kisses you, holding his fingers just inside your cunt and letting it fade again.

“Rafa…” you pant, gripping his forearm and the sheets next to you tightly. “Rafa, fuck, please. Please just…” He pecks your lips and then the tip of your nose before shaking his head and kissing you again.

“Mmm, no, don’t think so,” he tells you, twisting his wrist on an upstroke and making Sonny gasp. You look over at him and he’s red-faced, his big blue eyes wide and locked onto Rafa’s hand as it moves on his cock. “That definitely isn’t convincing enough.”

You watch him press his thumb under the head of Sonny’s cock and then drag it down the vein on the underside and you shudder. Sonny is incoherent, twisting the sheets in his hands and, Jesus Christ, you can’t blame him.

“There’s got to be some way I can persuade you,” you whine, wiggling your hips, trying to get him to shove his fingers back in a little deeper. You turn your attention back to Rafa and he looks over at you, pondering, a smirk just starting to play around his lips.

“Probably not,” he tells you honestly, thumb brushing gently against your clit, making your thighs twitch. “I doubt even you could beg that well.”

“Fuck, fuckfuckfuck, Rafa, come on, let me try, I can beg so well for you,” you plead, nails digging into his arm.

He pushes his fingers in, sudden and deep, and you groan.

“You’re more than welcome to try of course,” he replies, smirk growing as he scissors his fingers and taps your g spot again. “But I truly, sincerely, completely doubt your success.”

Once you catch your breath, you try again.

“Please, Rafi. Please let me come, I’ll be such a good girl–I’ll do anything you want me to,” you whine, your free hand finding Sonny’s wrist and clutching tightly. “Aren’t there any–oh, fuck–games you want to play?” Rafa keeps his fingers moving at a merciless pace inside you, every muscle in your core tightening as you inch closer to the edge again.

“Like what, sweetheart?” he asks, that sly smirk not letting up for a second. “It would have to be a very good game to make it worth my while.” Beside you Sonny rolls his hips up, trying to no avail to get Rafa to keep working his palm over his cock.

“I’ll…I can show you what a good girl I am,” you gasp, shuddering when Sonny presses a kiss to the side of your head. “I’ll keep your cock warm while we wait for Rita? I could wear a plug? Or a vibe at dinner that you can play with?” You’re desperately throwing out random suggestions, and you finally see his eyes glint at that last one.

“That could be entertaining–watching you squirm in a restaurant? Though, I’m not sure I’d appreciate being distracted from my food...” You whine petulantly, all too aware of how pathetic you sound, as Rafa slows his fingers just enough to keep you from coming.

“You know,” Rafa muses, stroking Sonny a little faster and smirking as he barely moves his fingers inside of you. “Rita doesn’t get tan lines. You know how she does that?”

“Raf,” you huff, your breath hitching as he takes his hand off your boyfriend’s cock just long enough to bring one of Sonny’s hands to your breast. Sonny takes the hint and pinches your nipple between his fingers even as he whines at the loss of Rafa’s hand on his dick.

“She tans naked. I would sacrifice being able to tease the two of you about these tan lines if I could watch you both tan naked,” he tells you, wiggling the fingers in your cunt.

“I need to come, pleasepleaseplease… I’ll be so good, I promise, just let me come on your perfect fingers, Rafi, please–” Instead of giving you what you want he stops entirely. Before you can even open your mouth to keep begging he slips his fingers out of you, leaving your cunt trying to tighten around nothing.

“Not fair! Rafa–” you start, only to be abruptly silenced as he pushes his fingers between your lips, the taste of yourself filling your mouth as he looks down at you.

“Perfect fingers?” he asks, clearly amused, and he pushes them a little deeper into your mouth. You nod as enthusiastically as you can with his fingers pressing against your tongue.

“They really are,” Sonny chimes in, curling against you so he can press his cock against your thigh. You want to reach out to touch him, to finish what Rafa had started, but you know the older man will slap your hand away.

“Be a good boy, Dominick: get me a condom.” Before Sonny can move, Rafa leans over for another deep kiss and uses his free hand to palm at Sonny’s ass. “That’s it.”

Still eager to prove yourself, you suck on Rafa’s fingers–your tongue darting between them to taste more of yourself on his skin. When he looks back at you, he presses down just enough to make you gag.

"Make you a deal, baby," Rafa tells you, watching as you choke around his fingers but determinedly keep sucking. "You can come. But only on my cock, nothing else. I'll fuck you as long as you want. As hard or as gently as you want. But no one's fingers touch that pretty little clit of yours." You’re so desperate that you agree without hesitation; you feel like your skin is three sizes too small and all your muscles are tensed in anticipation of release.

“Good girl.” Rafa grins and leans down to kiss the tip of your nose. Sonny slides back onto the bed beside you and looks at Rafa, those beautiful eyes of his wide.

“Can I?” he asks, holding up the foil packet in his hand.

“How can I say no when you asked so nicely?” Rafa watches intently as Sonny tears the packet open and reaches for his cock. “Perfect sweet things. Rita’ll be mad she missed seeing you both so needy.” He hisses the last word through his teeth as Sonny slides the condom on his cock, adding a few slow pumps of his hand for good measure.

“Pretty boy,” Rafa warns, laughing and shoving him away. Sonny grins at him, big innocent blue eyes sparkling and steals a quick kiss before Rafa crawls over you and noses at your cheek.

“Remember our deal, sweetheart. Only on my cock.”

Rafa’s cock is a stretch and it’s delicious. That first thrust is smooth and slow and burns on just the right side of perfect. He’s big and warm and heavy on top of you as he settles and waits for you to adjust before licking into your mouth and starting to fuck you.

He starts so slow, forehead pressed to yours, letting you feel every inch and ridge of him. You feel his breath fan across your cheek and you groan deep in your throat as he seems to drag his cock over every single sensitive spot inside of you.

“Rafa…” you groan and he smiles, pressing a kiss to your nose.

“Yes?”

“Oh my God, Rafa, please, are you ever going to really fuck me?”

“Isn’t that what I’m doing right now?” he asks, still grinning down at you. “I guess if you don’t like it I could stop and move on to Sonny, maybe have better luck pleasing him–”

You wrap your legs around his hips and moan at him.

“No, don’t! Rafa, don’t you dare!” He nips your lips and thrusts a little harder, swallowing your sharp gasp and tangling his fingers in your hair. He tugs as he speeds up his pace.

“Mmm, sure this is working for you?” he teases, thrusting hard and fast a few times before slowing back down a bit, letting you really feel his cock again.

“Positive, God, please Rafa, harder, harder…” you beg, throwing your head back and whimpering. Rafa kisses down your throat and snaps his hips quicker, the slap of his skin on yours loud and absolutely perfect. His chest hair scratches against your nipples and sends tiny little bursts of pleasure down your spine.

“Like this sweetheart? Huh? Gonna come on my cock?” You bite your lip and nod quickly. “Fuck, I hope so. I fucking love the feel of this pretty pussy clenching down on my cock.” Sonny groans from his spot next to you and you look over to see him watching intently.

“Darlin’, you should see his ass when he fucks you,” Sonny grunts, one of his hands drifting down his stomach to his cock. Rafa glances at him and makes a disapproving noise deep in his throat.

“Hands off the goods, pretty boy.” Sonny smirks, resting his hand on his stomach, and Rafa snaps his hips hard, cock hitting your g spot and making you shudder.

“Faster, Rafa, please, fuck…”

You can feel your orgasm building deep in your core and you tilt your hips up, hoping to get his cock in just the right spot. But it’s stalling, you can feel it hovering just on the edge and you start to worry that you need just that little bit more. You whine and he flashes his teeth at you when he grins.

“Aw, not going to wimp out on me now are you, sweetheart?” he taunts, stopping with his cock buried deep inside of you and his face pressed against your neck.

“Need more Rafa, come on,” you beg and he shakes his head.

“On my cock or not at all.” He grinds his hips against yours, pushing himself impossibly deeper inside you. You wail, frustrated, your nails digging into the soft skin of his back when you try to fuck yourself on his cock.

“Told you, sweet girl. Want to feel you coming around me–that perfect cunt trying to pull me in deeper.”

“Feels so fucking good when you do that, baby. Like you can’t get my dick far enough inside you,” Sonny murmurs, running his fingers down your arm.

“Mmm, yes.” Rafa nips at your neck before setting a relentless pace, moving hard enough to bang the headboard against the wall with every stroke. Every pass of his cock rubs up against that spot inside of you and you screw your eyes closed as you try and lose yourself in the feeling. “It’s even better when you’ve come before.”

“Fuck, it really is. When you get all oversensitive and squirmy? It’s so hot, doll,” Sonny agrees. You know what they mean; sometimes it feels like you’ll pass out if he keeps going but you’ll die if he stops.

Your breath is forced out of you in short soft gasps as Rafa fucks you, every inch of your skin buzzing like you’ve just touched an exposed wire. He doesn’t seem far away from coming himself, his movements becoming more erratic as he gets closer.

You drag one of your clutching hands away from Rafa’s back and catch Sonny’s, twining his fingers with yours.

“C’mon, you must be so close. I wanna watch you come, baby…” Sonny trails off, squeezing your hand. Your eyes are so tightly closed that they ache and your throat burns at the sudden lack of air in the room. The sound that escapes you when you come sounds closer to a sob and tears creep out from under your lashes at the intensity of the heat flooding through your body.

You try to catch your breath but you just can’t. Rafa fucks you right through your orgasm as though he hasn’t even noticed it. The slick slapping sound of your bodies seems obscenely loud and your nails scrape against Rafa’s back, making him hiss sharply.

“Good girl, feels so fucking good, fuck, fuck-”

He pulls out of you abruptly and you whine at the loss. He rolls you onto your stomach and groans, one large hand palming at your ass. You hear Rafa start to jerk off behind you and Sonny gasps softly as he watches.

“Look at these tan lines,” Rafa manages. “Such a tease, reminding me what you look like in that tiny fucking bikini. Gonna give you a few more lines–”

Rafa’s hand on your ass squeezes tighter as he comes with a loud moan. You feel his come splatter warmly across your skin, right over where the tan lines left by your bikini bottoms are.

“Rita will be so upset that she missed all this for pastries,” Rafa jokes, giving your ass one last pinch before he leans over to throw the condom into the wastebin by the bed. Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, you turn over and Sonny tugs you a little closer to him.

“You looked so pretty,” he whispers, kissing away the tears on your cheeks before pulling you in for a deep, filthy kiss. You sink your fingers into his soft hair as he licks into your mouth, moaning when you feel his cock against your hip.

“Feeling a little desperate, Dominick?” Rafa teases, running his hand down Sonny’s side. “You’re so impatient,” he laughs. “Anyone would think it’s been days! Wasn’t that show you two put on last night for me and Rita enough?” The memory makes you shudder and Sonny rocks his hips against you in an attempt to press closer. Another bright chuckle escapes Rafa and he squeezes Sonny’s hip.

“Lie back, pretty boy. You’ve been so patient, such a very, very good boy. I think you deserve a treat.” You huff a small laugh through your nose at how quickly Sonny does as he’s told, rolling off you to lie on his back. Instead of turning his attention immediately to Sonny, Rafa wraps his long fingers around one of your wrists and tugs gently.

“Up you get.” Rafa pulls you up to your knees and then wraps an arm around your waist. Realizing what he wants you to do, you put a hand on his arm.

“Raf, wait. I’m so tired, it’s too much–” you complain. You desperately want Sonny inside you, pressed so close that you can’t tell where he ends and you begin, but, God, you don’t think you have the energy to ride him. Rafa makes a shushing sound and leans in so closely that his lips brush the shell of your ear.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ll do the work for you–me and Sonny. You can just sit there and enjoy the ride,” he whispers, wrapping one of his strong arms around your middle. A quick glance at Sonny’s long, lean body in front of you, his cock hard and weeping precome onto his stomach, is enough to convince you.

“Oh, alright, twist my arm,” you agree with a tired grin, letting Rafa help you on top of Sonny. You can’t deny the way being manhandled, the way Rafa is going to use you to get Sonny off, sends sparks racing down your spine. You feel Rafa smirk against the side of your neck and you gasp when he nips the shell of your ear.

“That’s a good girl,” he praises, moving to straddle Sonny’s legs behind you. He lifts you up and then Sonny’s sitting up and reaching forward to position his cock under you while Rafa and gravity help you sink down on it in one smooth glide.

“Fuuuck…” Sonny groans, flopping back onto the bed, the tendons in his neck standing out as he tries to hold still. You echo his groan and squirm on his lap, his cock hitting every over-sensitive spot inside you.

Rafa’s arms are strong around your waist and his breath is hot against the side of your neck when he nuzzles you and jostles you a bit, causing both you and Sonny to whine again.

“Look at him tremble, baby, God, he looks like he could come on command.” Rafa’s right. You can feel Sonny’s muscles quivering between your thighs and watching him hold back like this for you makes everything fucking hotter. “Just waiting for me to tell him when.”

You nod, gripping Rafa’s strong forearms tightly. Shivering, you rock your hips forward and cry out when even that feels like you’ve stuck your finger in a light socket.

“Looks like she’s ready for you, pretty boy,” Rafa tells Sonny, pressing tight against your back. And then he lifts you up; the feel of Sonny’s cock leaving your body makes you shudder and scrabble at Rafa’s arms. He bites the side of your neck and Sonny fucks up into you again.

The two of them set a fast and erratic pace and it’s blinding with how sensitive you are post-orgasm. All you can do is sag against Rafa’s chest and occasionally reach down to scratch through the trail of hair on Sonny’s belly. You rest your fingers against the line across Sonny’s hips, pressing against the tan skin of his abdomen until it turns the same pale color of the skin that had been covered by his swim trunks.

It’s obvious that your boyfriend isn’t going to last long; you can feel his cock twitch inside of you and he’s panting like he just ran a marathon.

“Thinking about that show you put on for us last night?” Rafa asks, voice a gravelly growl against your back. Sonny whines. “Remembering how hard it was for you to control yourself pretending to breed her? Fill her up with a few babies and watch her walk around with a piece of you inside her for the whole world to see?”

Sonny’s fingers are tight around your hips and he nods, quick and hard and distracted. You’re sure there are going to be at least a couple of bruises there by tonight for all of you to admire.

“Getting ready to come, sweet boy?” Rafa asks, watching Sonny from over your shoulder. “Can’t hold on much longer? Going to fill her up? Push your come as deep inside her as you can?” Sonny whines and nods desperately, flush traveling down his neck and settling bright and red on his chest. “Well, what’s stopping you? You don’t need my permission do you?”

“Fuck, Rafa,” he pants, hanging onto you for dear life. “Want it anyways, please…”

“Come, baby, go on. I want to watch you come inside her,” Rafa orders, his skin so warm against yours. Sonny’s hands clutch harder at your hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh as his thrusts get sloppier and more urgent.

“Oh my god, Sonny–” you choke, Rafa’s arms the only thing keeping you upright as Sonny pounds into you. Those pretty blue eyes sweep over your body before fluttering closed as he throws his head back, his whole body tensing as he comes with a loud moan. You can feel his cock pulse inside of you as he fills you up, your muscles clenching and tightening around him.

Rafa hums behind you, pleased, and presses a few kisses to the side of your neck while Sonny catches his breath, his head thrown back and his long neck still on display.

“C’mere,” he finally groans, lifting his head up and gesturing for you. Rafa unwinds his arms from around your waist and nuzzles at your temple before swinging his leg over Sonny’s and settling next to him with a deeply satisfied groan. He tucks an arm behind his head, watching and smiling, as you stretch out on your boyfriend’s chest. Sonny wraps his arms around your back, rubbing his face against your hair. He’s practically purring underneath you as you settle with his cock still inside you.

“Mmm,” Sonny grumbles and you smile, closing your eyes as you feel the noise in your chest. “Good morning to you too,” he teases, running his fingers down your spine and slowly back up again.

“Hmm, shhh, sleeping now,” you sigh back, patting his ribs absently. You doze off to the sound of Rafa laughing next to you.

It doesn't feel like you've been asleep for very long when you’re jolted awake by the sound of Rita scoffing from somewhere in the general direction of the door. She says something you don’t catch and you feel the mattress shift as Rafa gets out of bed. You don’t need to open your eyes, you can hear the self-satisfied smirk on his face as he offers to her,

“I’d be more than happy to eat you out as a pre-breakfast snack, Reets. Just so you don’t feel left out.”

#wethotsummerbingo #rafael barba x sonny carisi x reader #rafael barba x reader #rafael barba x sonny carisi #sonny carisi x reader #rafael barba #sonny carisi #law and order svu #fan fiction #fanfic

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frederickchiltonsproperty · 3 months

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I think I may have accidentally read every Carisi fic out there. I got to the point in time before everyone collectively agreed he uses “Doll” as a pet name

#dominick sonny carisi #sonny carisi #fan fiction #fanfic

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OVERHATED CHARACTERS POLL: Dominick "Sonny" Carisi, Jr. (Law and Order: Special Victims Unit)

Feel free to explain your position in the comments or tags, but any harassment, over-the-top fighting, or personal attacks will result in you being blocked. Do not attack real people, be they fans or creators, over fictional characters.

Mod note: Sonny is one of the biggest character turnarounds for me--I couldn't stand him at first, but now he's one of my favorites. I think I was predisposed to dislike him at first because he came in so soon after Munch left. Once I got over that, he won me over.

#law and order: special victims unit #law and order: svu #svu #special victims unit #poll #sonny carisi

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blackleatherjacketz · 6 years

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Bad Bitch Masterlist

Nevada Ramirez x Female Reader

You meet Nevada on a girls’ night out, and things escalate quickly.

Featured Characters: Nevada Ramirez (Trouble in the Heights), Sonny Carisi, Amanda Rollins, and Mike Dodds (Law and Order: SVU)

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Physical Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Spanish, Alcohol

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Aftermath

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nursestardust · 7 years

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Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Trouble in the Heights (2011), Law & Order: SVU Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Nevada Ramirez/Reader, Dominick “Sonny” Carisi Jr./Reader, Dominick “Sonny” Carisi Jr./You, Dominick “Sonny” Carisi Jr. & Amanda Rollins Characters: Nevada Ramirez, Dominick “Sonny” Carisi Jr., Amanda Rollins Additional Tags: Ass Play, Spanking, Choking, Hair-pulling, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Coffee, Coffee Shops, Domestic Violence Summary:

A dreaded night out turns into something worthwhile.

@sonnshineandrainbows @carisista @skittle479 @barba-booty

#sonny carisi #sonny carisi fic #dominick carisi #sonny carisi fan fiction #raul esparza #nevada ramirez #trouble in the heights #law and order svu #law and order: special victims unit #amanda rollins #svu fanfiction

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alwaysachorusgirl · 3 years

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Masterlist

Created: 02/12/2021

Updated: 01/01/2022

Rafael Barba (Law & Order: SVU)

Playing Matchmaker

An Exile of Our Own Making, part 1

We’ve Got Tonight, part 2

Frederick Chilton (Hannibal)

Almost Perfect

Not According To Plan

Five Minute Drabble

Laundry Day

Cat Moms Included

Adoption Day

Sunday in the Kitchen with Frederick

Loki (MCU)

Things Remembered

Sonny Carisi (Law & Order: SVU)

Blackout Blues

Mike Dodds (Law & Order: SVU)

When Mike Met Gracie

Bishop Losa (Mayans)

Of Wolves and Witches

New Traditions

#masterlist #my wriitng #fan fiction #loki fanfiction #svu fanfiction #hannibal fanfiction #law and order svu #hannibal #mcu #rafael barba #frederick chilton #loki #sonny carisi #mike dodds #bishop losa #mayans mc

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“Taking Chances Part 9: Love, Tequila, and Ice Cream”

And we’re back!!!!! So to give you a brief recap, Rafael and the reader left the Carisi house in a huff after the reader gave Sonny “the slap heard around the world.” Find out what happens next in this latest chapter. Words are said, sexy times happen. It’s fluffy, smutty fun....for now 😉💕

NSFW: Sex by the fireplace! Can ya’ dig it??? 😜💥🔥

Rafael adjusted his grip on the steering wheel as he drove across the Verrazano Bridge. Occasionally he would glance over at you sitting in the passenger seat with your head down and your hands gently folded in your lap.

Rafael cleared his throat. “So should we go to my place or yours?”

You grunted out a monotone syllable in response.

“Ok, your place it is,” he said with a sigh, turning on the blinker and making a right turn towards your apartment.

Once back at your place, you immediately went to the living room and started a fire. Your apartment may have been a shoebox, but the wood burning fireplace was a definite perk. When you first moved in, the notion of a struggling artist pouring her heart and soul onto the canvas beside a roaring fire seemed romantic and bohemian.

While you stroked the flames to life, Rafael stood there with his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels. “Cold night, huh?” He inwardly cringed at having been reduced to commenting on the weather.

“Mmhmm,” you replied.

“Two syllables. That’s progress,” he thought. Maybe by the end of the night, you would utter an actual word. After several minutes of deafening silence, he made yet another feeble attempt at conversation. “Your mom is a wonderful cook.”

“Hmmm,” you grunted.

“That’s it. I can’t take it anymore.” Rafael crouched down next to you and took your face in his hands, forcing you to meet his gaze. Your eyes were still shiny with tears, your nose bright red.

It was the first time since leaving your parents’ house that you had looked at him or even acknowledged his presence apart from the occasional mumble. “I know this afternoon was a complete disaster, but I can’t take this anymore. Please say something. Anything.”

Your bottom lip quivered before blurting out, “He cheated on me!” As soon as the words escaped your lips, you crumbled into a heap on the floor, sobbing.

Rafael gathered you into his arms, running his hands through your hair, rocking back and forth. You clung to him, wetting his brand new Tom Ford dress shirt. But neither of you could care less. After all, he knew what it was like to be betrayed. Once you calmed down, he asked, “So tequila or ice cream?”

“Both,” you replied with a hiccup and a very loud unladylike sniffle.

Rafael got up and walked over to your kitchen to grab the bottle of Tequila Ocho Reposado you had hidden in your cupboard behind the cheap stuff before rummaging in your freezer for the pint of Haagen-Dazs’ Chocolate Chocolate Chip. He smiled when he saw the post-it note you had left on the frozen dessert.

“This ice cream is the personal property of Y/N Carisi. DO NOT TOUCH OR PREPARE TO MEET A VIOLENT SUDDEN DEATH!”

He handed you a spoon and a glass. “Why do you have a death threat on your ice cream?”

“Sometimes Teresa or Gina crash here after partying or a bad date. They’re notorious for stealing my secret stash of junk food.” You pulled the cork out of the tequila bottle with your teeth and drank straight from the bottle.

Several smooth swigs of alcohol and an unfortunate brain freeze later, you and Rafael sat in front of the fire and swapped war stories. Although he had briefly mentioned being cheated on by his childhood ex-girlfriend, Yelina; tonight he shared more with you than he ever had with anyone. How heartbroken he was. The humiliation. How after such a betrayal he wondered if he ever could trust someone ever again.

Likewise, you felt safe enough to stop skirting around the ex situation and finally tell the truth about Theo. “We were supposed to go to some bakery in Staten Island to sample cakes for our wedding, but Theo told me he wasn’t feeling well and asked if we could reschedule. I didn’t think anything of it at the time.” You snorted a laugh as you scraped the last bit of ice cream out of the container. “How stupid was I?”

“Hey, don’t talk about my girlfriend that way.” Rafael wiped away a spot of chocolate chocolate chip ice cream on the corner of your mouth with his thumb.

“Later on that day, I came home with some ribollita and tea.”

“Ribollita?”

“It’s an Italian bread and vegetable soup. My mom would make it for us whenever we’re sick or sad,” you explained.

“When I walked inside, I saw a trail of clothes and heard a girl’s giggle coming from down the hall. I followed the sound, opened the bedroom door, and saw him with Lacey. The 21 year old bimbo who worked at the dry cleaners down the street,” you said in such a bitter tone that Rafael could feel the acerbic bite in his bones. Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned.

“It had been going on for months. Apparently, she had been doing way more than spot treatments and pressing his pants. I dumped the soup on his 500 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets, threw the ring at his forehead, and left. He never followed me. He never fought for us.” You shook your head and took another shot of tequila when your phone began to buzz and dance across the floor. It was your brother. Since leaving your parents’ house he had called ten times-- a new record for him.

Rafael watched as you shut off your phone and tossed it over to the couch. While Sonny was not his favorite person by any means, he knew how important your brother was to you. The last thing he wanted out of this relationship was to come between you and your family. Not only did he firmly believe they would despise him for it, but above all else he had a gnawing fear that you would resent him for driving that wedge. “You know, you’re going to have to talk to him eventually.”

You scoffed, “I never want to speak to Sonny again. I hate him.”

“That’s not true and you know it.”

You rolled your eyes. As usual Rafael was right, but that didn’t mean you had to give in and be the first person to offer an olive branch. Sonny was a colossal jerk and he needed to learn a lesson.

“He’s just looking out for you,” Rafael continued. “In his own sick and twisted way.”

You arched a brow at your boyfriend. “So how much did you overhear when Sonny and I were in the kitchen?”

Rafael shrugged and averted his gaze, suddenly incredibly fascinated with the pattern on your rug. “Not much. Snippets really.”

“So pretty much all of it?”

“Pretty much,” he confirmed. “Did...did you ever love him?”

There was a pregnant pause before you responded. Rafael stared into the fire, watching the flames dance and flicker, unable to face you. Of course he already knew the answer was yes. You were a hopeless romantic. But the idea of you loving another man, planning a future with them, made his stomach knot up.

“I thought I did once. But it was different. I can see that now.”

Rafael nodded thoughtfully and grabbed the ice cream carton and bottle of tequila to take back into the kitchen. “How so?”

“Theo and I grew up together. We were childhood sweethearts. The only reason we got engaged is because that’s what people expected of us. It was the next step. But looking back, I realized I was complacent and complacency does not equal love.”

You glanced over at a picture on the coffee table of you and Rafael. You had taken it one lazy Sunday morning in bed, Rafael was kissing your cheek, his bed head sticking out in all directions while you were laughing hysterically. What the picture didn’t capture was that he was tickling that one spot right under your ribcage. You smiled fondly at that happy moment frozen in time. “Love should be scary. It’s taking chances. It’s thrilling. I never felt that with Theo. I feel all those things when I’m with you. I love you.”

Rafael walked back into the living room, completely stunned by your declaration. “What did you say?”

“I love you?” you said with a shrug, feeling a wave of nerves. Perhaps you had jumped the gun.

Rafael plopped down on the rug beside you. He had realized early on in the relationship that he loved you, but always chalked it up to indigestion and brushed his feelings aside. He never believed you would reciprocate so soon. “Are you sure?” He turned towards you and cupped your face. “This isn’t just the tequila and ice cream talking. You’re not drunk or on a raging sugar high?”

You giggled and mimicked his movements, cupping his cheeks. “I promise I am not under any influence of any kind. I love you, Rafael Barba. With every fiber of my being, I love you.”

A tear slipped down your cheek which he brushed away. “I love you too.” He leaned forward and captured your lips with a kiss. Parting your mouth with his tongue, his touch was gentle yet commanding. Your toes were beginning to curl.

A heat crept up your body and you started to undo the top few buttons of your dress. Out of the corner of his eye, Rafael spied a flash of emerald green against your skin and stopped his ministrations.

“What’s the matter?” you asked out of breath.

He ignored your question and tugged your dress aside a little more, revealing the silk emerald green corset. The corset that you had taunted him with when you invited him to lunch on Sunday. The corset that he had envisioned ripping to shreds with his teeth.

You giggled and blushed, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “With all the drama, I forgot I had this on.”

“You mean...you wore this to church?”

You slowly nodded your head. “And to my parents’ house.”

Rafael was already rock hard, but now he was on the brink of coming in his pants at the mere thought of you wearing this sinful lingerie underneath your demure dress all day-- piously praying at St. Thomas; helping your mother with her marinara sauce in the kitchen. “Stand up so I can see you better,” he gruffly commanded.

You obeyed and slowly went back to the task of removing your dress. “Stop,” he said and replaced your hands with his. “Let me.”

Your heart was hammering in your chest at his request. A tiny whimper escaped your throat as he peeled your dress off. Rafael’s hands were trembling with each button. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen you naked before, but this time felt different. He was nervous. Locking eyes with you, he could see you were nervous too.

Once your clothes were shed, he drank you in from head to toe--from how that particular shade of green complimented your skin, to your hard nipples poking through the silk and lace, all the way down to the black thigh high stockings connected to your garters. “Eres perfecta,” he whispered, his eyes half-hooded with lust as he began to take off his clothes.

You grabbed his hands, effectively stopping him. “Allow me.” You arched your brow and began shedding layer after layer. You took your time, running your hands over his exposed flesh, feeling his firm muscles beneath your palms.

Completely lost in the sensation of your fingertips against his skin, the clanging of his belt against the floor brought Rafael back to reality. His boxer briefs were the last to go. With a flirty snap of the elastic, you rid him of his underwear, his hardened cock springing free. He toed out of his socks and stepped towards you, nudging his clothes out of the way.

You stared at each other for a long moment-- your chests heaving, bodies pulsating. The tension between you both was electric. Not wanting to wait another second, you pressed yourself against Rafael, kissing him hard, nibbling on his bottom lip. He returned the kiss with vigor. You could feel his throbbing erection weeping onto your inner thigh, brushing against your lace-covered pussy.

In awe of this beautiful man in your arms, you began to work your way down his body, laying wet wanton kisses across his skin. “Oh Y/N, please,” he whimpered. Hearing him beg, you raked your teeth against his nipple, a particular sensitive spot for Rafael. He gasped in response.

You smirked, reveling in the fact that you had reduced him to a begging, quivering mess. Kneeling before him, you took his cock in your hand and teasingly flicked your tongue against his slit.

Rafael groaned at the sight of you looking up at him with big innocent eyes and a wide welcoming mouth. From this angle, he could see the way your garters rested on the luscious curve of your ass.

You wrapped your lips around him, swirling around his crown as if you were sucking a lollipop, tracing every vein.

Rafael threw his head back and groaned, “Ay Dios mío.”

His cock felt hot and heavy in your mouth, you relaxed your throat as you slowly swallowed him down, pushing his head past your tight ring of muscle. Your nose was tickled by his trimmed pubic hair. He held your head there for a moment, relishing in the sensation.

You smacked his ass and grabbed a handful of his flesh before pulling off him with a pop. “Fuck my mouth, mi amor,” you purred while stroking his length. “Don’t hold back. I want all of it.”

He wrapped his hand around your long locks and fed you his cock. “You naughty little girl,” he growled before thrusting. “Going to put that mouth of yours to good use.”

“Mmmhmm,” you moaned. Tears were running down your cheeks as you gagged around him, taking everything he had to give. You loved when Rafael got rough. You craved it. Giving him pleasure brought you pleasure.

One of your hands reached up to massage his balls while the other reached in between his legs, pressing down on that strip of skin between his cock and his ass. That was all it took for Rafael to come undone. His cock swelled and released. His warm seed splashing against your tongue. Rafael came so hard, he was practically bent in half, clutching the mantle, grunting over and over again. You sucked him dry, not stopping until he gently pulled you off his sensitive cock.

“Jesus Christ,” he chuckled. “You have a mouth like a vacuum cleaner.”

“Should I take that as a compliment?” you asked, wiping away some of your smudged lipstick.

“I nearly had a heart attack just now, what do you think?” He had an evil glint in his eye and took several steps towards causing you to scoot back. “I think I need to repay the favor. Don’t you?”

“Only if you insist.” You laid back down on the floor in your most seductive pose.

Rafael knelt down. “Oh believe me”-- he grabbed your legs and pulled you towards him causing you to squeal in surprise--“I insist.”

He ran his hands across your body, pressing against your form through the silk. Wanting to repay you for your earlier torment, Rafael took his time disrobing you--tugging at the laces of your corset, unsnapping your garters, peeling your stockings off. There wasn’t an inch of skin left unattended from the crown of your head down to the arches of your feet.

You couldn’t catch your breath. “Payback is a bitch,” you thought as he sucked a mark onto your right hip. Rafael saved your thong for last, opting to tear it off you with his teeth.

He parted your folds, revealing your glistening pink pearl, stroking your soft, wet, sex. You spread your legs wider, feeling his hot breath on your pussy, arching your hips toward him. He clucked in disapproval. “So impatient.”

“Please,” you whimpered. “I need you.”

Unable to resist any longer (after all, he was only human), he began to worship your core. Offering his tongue as a prayer as he swirled around your lower lips and traced patterns on your clit.

You grinded against him. “More,” you pleaded.

With a loud squelch, Rafael stopped and lifted his head. “You have such a perfect little pussy. I love it so much”--he playfully bit down on your inner thighs-- “and it’s all mine. Isn’t it?” With an intense, heated stare, he spit on your pussy. The sensation of his saliva on your swollen clit caused you to jump.

“Yes, it’s yours,” you wailed.

“That’s right,” he cooed while slowly making concentric circles on your bundle of nerves, watching how his spit mingled with your dripping juices. “And you’re gonna come all over my face, aren’t you?”

You arched your back and gasped. “Oh God, yes! Yes!

“Shhh, that’s my good girl,” he said with a smirk before devouring you once more. Your moans of “More” and “Don’t stop” spurred him on.

With his mouth wrapped around your clit, he penetrated you with his fingers, stroking that spot deep within you that drove you insane. One crook of his finger had you coming with a shriek.

Feeling your core pulse against his tongue as he fucked you through your orgasm unleashed something savage within him. He buried his face against you, groaning, his lips and chin completely coated in your arousal. Already hard from eating you out, he rutted against the rug, desperate for some relief.

His tongue was relentless while he fucked you with his fingers until he ripped another orgasm from you. By the third time you had come, you melted onto the floor. And yet you wanted more. With Rafael, it was never enough.

You pushed him off you and straddled him, kissing him with such fierce passion he toppled back to the floor. “I want to show you how much I love your cock.” You nuzzled your nose with his before sitting up and dragging your center against his length. Hovering over his cock for a moment, you lowered yourself onto him.

Rafael grabbed your hips to keep you in place as he rotated his pelvis, wanting you to feel every inch of his cock. Your whole body shuddered. Digging your nails into his chest, you began to rock against him.

Rafael groaned, watching you fuck him. “Look down, querida. Look at how fucking sexy you look riding me.”

You followed his gaze down to where you were being impaled by him. Biting back a whimper, you experimentally flexed your muscles, squeezing against his cock. Rafael choked out a sob which only encouraged you to speed up your movements.

You lifted almost completely off him before slamming back down.

Flames licked at your flesh as you continued to bounce on his cock. Rivulets of sweat dripped off of you, one drop running down your chest. Rafael sat up and caught it with his tongue, holding you close as he latched on to your nipple, suckling against the hardened bud before repeating his actions on your other breast.

Your bodies worked in tandem, pushing and pulling. You were reduced to a wild animal, clawing at Rafael. Red streaks covered his sweaty skin. He loved it, wanting nothing more than to be claimed by you, his own ethereal goddess.

“Rafael!” you cried out in a hoarse voice. He cut you off with a searing kiss.

“I love you,” he moaned against your lips.

“I love you too.” Tears began to run down your cheeks. Your heart was beating fast, blood pounding in your ears, pressure mounting. You were too far gone by this point. Can you die from pleasure? Oh...but what a way to go.

He pulled back, forcing you to lock eyes with him. His eyebrows furrowed, mouth slack, panting and whimpering with every thrust. You pressed your forehead against his, your breaths mingling. This was beyond the physical. Your souls were melding, transforming one another.

You simultaneously erupted, swallowing each other’s moans and grunts, stroking each other through your respective releases. When you finally floated back down to earth, you collapsed on the floor, your bodies still connected.

“Holy shit,” you sighed.

“I know,” Rafael panted.

“If I knew saying ‘I love you’ would lead to mind blowing sex, I would’ve said it a whole lot earlier,” you teased.

“I knew you were only after me for my body.” Rafael let out a breathless laugh and tickled that one spot on your side. Exhausted and not in any hurry to move, you both laid there as the fire weakened until only a few dull embers glowed.

You nestled against his chest, having never felt so happy. As cheesy and cliché as it sounded, you wish you could stay that way forever. That is until the events from earlier in the day came floating back into your mind. You had no idea what you were going to do with your family, especially Sonny.

But that wasn’t a question for tonight. Right now you were perfectly content being wrapped up in your own little world. Just you and Rafael.

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ilysvu · 4 years

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Some Rollisi vibes for your dash

Just posted the first chapter of a new multi-chapter Rollisi story! Blurb below:

She'd known she'd loved him for a while now. Longer than she'd like to admit to herself. Looking back, it seemed inevitable that she would fall in love with him, which was maybe why she hated him so much at the beginning. Why he managed to get under her skin with the smallest of comments or gestures. Sonny represented so much of what she'd been before the trauma of her adolescence – lightness, hope, generosity, vulnerability. And for so long she hated him for it. But heart still racing against her chest, she realized now so clearly the weight of her feelings for him. She wanted him, needed him, this missing half of hers. So easy to take for granted when he'd been right next to her, but suddenly so crucial after he was nearly taken from her.

Check out the full thing wherever you like to read fan fiction -

Fan Fiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13677906/1/Yin-and-Yang

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26043169/chapters/63332161

Love you all!

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motherbearof03 · 5 years

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This is a long chapter but Jesse and Noah finally become husband and wife and wedding night smut ensues, but not without a little hiccup. Later, Rafael and Olivia reminisce about their own wedding and their own canoodling is interrupted.

Thank you to @adrianna-m-scovill for creating Gable and letting me borrow him. Noah couldn't get married without his best friend by his side. As always, thank you to @theoofoof for reading over my shoulder, finding my errors and typos and helping me when I forget things. And last but not least, thank you to my lovely readers who indulge me with this storyline and continue to read. I love you all!

#Law & Order SVU #fan fiction #the next generation #noah porter benson #jesse rollins #Rafael Barba #Olivia Benson #sonny carisi #Amanda Rollins #handkerchiefs at the ready #I apologize in advance

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threads-of-gold · 5 years

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An episode tag for 20x14 "Part 33". After the events that transpired at the court, Rollins and Carisi make up.

#Amanda Rollins #Sonny x Carisi #Rollisi #Law & Order: SVU #fan fiction

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malevolent-muse · 5 months

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A Winter's Kiss - Barisi Fan Fiction

Summary: Amidst winter’s frosty grasp, Sonny Carisi, now an Assistant District Attorney, stumbles upon his mentor-turned-lover, Rafael Barba. A familiar tie, a tender kiss, and a shared warmth in the cold air set the stage for a day filled with unexpected emotions and unspoken intentions.

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An icy breeze meandered through the Manhattan streets, tugging at the edges of coats and licking along the edges of people’s ears and noses. For a January morning, it was frigid. Pedestrians darted along the sidewalks and commuters poured out of taxis and ride-shares, seeking to arrive quickly at their destinations. The exhaust from the many vehicles produced a white fog in the air, swiftly carried away by the wind.

Out into this mist of cold air strode Dominick “Sonny” Carisi, newly minted Assistant District Attorney. A long wool coat that reached below his knees complemented his tall and lanky frame. In his hand, he held a fine black leather briefcase; a gift from his boyfriend.

Adjusting his grip on the handle of his bag, Sonny spotted a familiar figure standing near the courthouse. Bundled up against the cold, the man wore a blue-gray twill coat, a patterned scarf, and a three-piece suit. With the neatly trimmed beard framing his face, Rafael Barba was immediately recognizable.

“Rafael!” Sonny called, a smile coloring his lips as he approached his boyfriend. “What are you doing here?!”

“Dominick,” Barba greeted in return. “Or should I say ‘Counselor?’ I just wanted to stop by and wish you luck today.”

Sonny blushed as he said, “Well, to be honest, I couldn’t have done it without your guidance. But you didn’t need to come all the way down here, Rafa. I think you congratulated me plenty last night.”

A knowing smirk tickled at the corners of Barba’s lips, creasing the edges of his lips and the corners of his eyes.

When a passing car kicked up cold grime from the road, the pair of lawyers walked together for a few more feet until they arrived at the base of the imposing granite steps.

Shifting from one foot to the other to stave off the winter chill, the tips of Sonny’s ears and fingers were already red from the cold. As much as he enjoyed unexpectedly seeing his boyfriend, he didn’t fancy the idea of standing outside longer than was strictly necessary.

Sonny was just about to say that they should either make their way inside or go their separate ways when he noticed the orange tie Barba was wearing.

“I like your tie,” he said. “Isn’t it mine?”

“I bought you this tie. I’m allowed to borrow it.”

“In that case,” Sonny said, rolling his eyes, “it looks better on you than it ever did on me.”

Barba’s eyes glinted mischievously as he stepped closer, his frosty breath mingling with Sonny’s in the cold winter air.

“I should get going,” Barba said. “And you look like you’re about to freeze solid.”

Reaching up, the older man buried his fingers in Sonny’s short hair. With a gentle hand, Barba pulled him down and pressed a tender kiss to his boyfriend’s lips.

The warmth of Barba’s affection was enough to make the former detective forget the lingering touch of winter’s icy grasp. Sonny tried to follow the caress of lips with his own, but Barba pulled away too quickly.

“Honestly, Carisi,” Barba teased, “we can’t stand out here all day making out. Now get inside. You have work to do.”

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How about #15 from the Keeping Young Talent Coming Our Way ‘verse? - Sophie 💙

okie dokes, here's one from the Keeping Young Talent Coming Our Way verse, a Rafael Barba x Rita Calhoun/Sonny Carisi x Reader fic. I normally write these with @pascalispretty ! Prompt from this list!

“God, I can’t get enough of you two,” Rafa huffs, his smirk turning into an amused smile as Sonny whines and the girl grabs at Rafa’s free hand to suck his fingers into her mouth. Rafa groans softly, grinning, and speeds up the hand he has wrapped around Sonny’s cock. Sonny keeps whining, his face pressed against the girl’s neck as she stares into Rafa’s eyes and swallows around his fingers.

Rita watches all of this from her chair across the room, an indulgent smile on her face as Rafa continues to play with their two new pets. She had been absently stroking her clit over her panties for the past few minutes, unsure if she wanted to join or just watch tonight–the three of them put on enough of a show that that was enough sometimes. Rafa turns to look over his shoulder at her, flashing her one of those brilliant smiles she fell in love with during college, before glancing down at her spread legs and pouting at her. She rolls her eyes at him, grinning and pulling her panties to the side to flash him a glimpse of her cunt.

Rafa licks his lips, winks at her, and turns back to the two law students, rubbing his thumb over the head of Sonny’s cock while shoving his fingers deeper into the girl’s mouth, making her gag and her eyes water, her fingers gripping his wrist even harder.

“Fuck, Rafa, please, please please…” Sonny begs, hands twisting in the sheets, panting against the girl, hips twitching desperately in an effort to hold as still as Rafa ordered him to.

“Learn some patience, sweet boy; you’ll come when I tell you to come,” Rafa replies, pulling his fingers out of her mouth to lean over and kiss her deeply. He breaks away, still smiling.

Rita’s breath catches and the two fingers she slipped into her cunt still.

She knows that smile on his face and it’s…worrying.

He might joke that he can’t get enough of the two law school students they took up with but she knows better. Rafa’s letting this get too serious and that is exactly what Rita does not want for him. They’re going to move on and he’s going to be heartbroken.

The girl sighs sharply when Rafa trails his wet fingers down her body and pushes them inside of her–Rita can see the tendons in his wrist flex as he curls his fingers and the girl gasps. The two of them look gorgeous laid out next to one another stripped naked and breathing hard. Rafa is still mostly dressed, the only concession he made was rolling up the sleeves of his shirt. The blue and white gingham pattern against his tanned, flexing forearms is making Rita squirm a little bit along with their two playthings.

“Oh, look at you, pretty girl,” he murmurs. “God the two of you make quite a sight, putting on a show for Rita.”

Rita goes back to slowly fingering herself as she watches the three of them, desire slipping away, her mind not really on what they were getting up to–too preoccupied with her latest revelations.

She knows she should intervene before he gets too attached, but he’s so happy with them. Rita sighs as she flicks her clit absently, thighs twitching at the pulse up her nerve endings. Sonny and the girl turn their faces to each other and share a long sloppy kiss and she watches Rafa watch them raptly, both hands working hard on them. She lets the continuous string of filth coming out of Rafa’s mouth wash over her as she continues to work her fingers in and out of her cunt.

Rafa pulls his fingers out of the girl’s pussy and holds them up for Sonny to suck on. The younger man moans around them, eyes fluttering shut as she pants, desperate, next to him.

“Oh the two of you look so fucking good sucking on my fingers,” Rafa praises, pulling his fingers away from Sonny and offering them back to her. She grabs his wrist and licks them obscenely before closing her eyes and slowly wrapping her lips around them. Rita’s breath hitches at the expression on Rafa’s face and the obvious erection that’s ruining the lines of his already tightly fitted pants.

“That’s a good girl, god look at her, Rita, sucking herself off my fingers…” Rafa sighs, shifting on his knees, hand going slack around Sonny’s cock. The younger man huffs impatiently.

“Rafa, come on please…”

“Really Rafa, don’t get so distracted,” Rita manages to tease him, fingers reaching for her g spot, hoping a good orgasm will chase out these frankly depressing thoughts.

Rafa smirks unapologetically at Sonny before leaning down to lick the precome off of the head of his cock, basking in Sonny’s whimper and the way his fingers closed even tighter around the sheets under him. Rafa pulls back and starts to jerk him off faster, taking his fingers from the girl’s mouth and sliding them back into her cunt.

“Do you think you two can manage to come at the same time?” he asks, voice low and a little rough, clearly getting off on this nearly as much as the two of them were. They both whine at him and Rita finally manages to tap her fingers against that spot, her entire body twitching and trying to fold in on itself.

She breathes heavily through her nose and taps it again, bringing her other hand up to press hard against her clit. God, anything to stop thinking about how sooner rather than later those two will finish with this experiment of theirs and go back to just being the two of them. And Rafa, despite assuring her that he’ll be fine, will be heartbroken. Rita is not looking forward to that—can’t decide if she should intervene now before he gets in too deep with that soft squishy heart of his, can’t fucking manage to push herself pver the edge–

“Oh, fucking Christ, Rafa…” Rita swears, long legs twitching, head thrown back against the chair, and her toes curling as her orgasm washes over her in waves.

“Rita, fuck,” Rafa breathes. “Jesus you look so fucking hot coming on your fingers.”

Rita takes a deep breath and pulls her fingers out of her cunt, lifting her head to find Rafa and the kids watching her hungrily. She sighs and smiles back at him.

She can definitely give him at least the rest of the night with their pretty young things.

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