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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.”

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motherbearof03 · 2 years

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ATTENTION Barson fans!

I have a new special fanfiction project in the works and I want to finish it in time for Christmas or sooner. So I need all my readers — I hope 🤞🏻 I still have some because I know it’s been a hot minute since I updated or posted anything new — or interested readers to ask, nay, pester me even to keep working on it.

If anyone remembers how I said @theoofoof used to harangue me about finishing Letters From Noah, this is your permission to do that about this. I opened what bit I’d started several years ago and went “wow! This is good, you’re an idiot for not finishing it.” 🤣

Not going to give away the plot although a couple of my close Barson advisors already know, but I guarantee you will ❤️ it.

Feel free to post here with nudges, DM me here or on any of my other social media where I’ll be sharing this as well. Please. I want to get this done. Don’t let me make excuses.

#olivia benson #fan fiction #rafael barba #barson #law & order svu #noah porter benson #law and order svu #new project #hold me accountable

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raulesparzascheerleader · 1 year

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y'all know i love the idea of rafael barba & amanda rollins together. they are not a popular pairing, but there is something about them that would have made such a cute coupling. ava wrote one of my favorite law & order fan fiction pieces. imagine if barollins existed, what would life be like for them? it is a lovely read. :)

i imagine this is barollins kissing in the rain.🩵

#barollins #amanda rollins #rafael barba #svu #fan fiction #🩵🩵🩵🩵

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madpanda75 · 4 years

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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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youreverycolor · 3 years

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hello. is it me you’re looking for?

If I published a new chapter of An Unlikely Love, would anyone read it? I worry that I've been dormant too long and no one will be interested anymore.

Life's been difficult. Writing has been difficult. I'm not loving being a lawyer, and I wish I had more energy for anything other than work. But I want to come back to writing Anna and Rafael... if there's anyone who wants me to come back, that is.

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keepacleanwrist · 4 years

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Opposites. Rafael Barba

Rafael Barba Short Story.

Part One.

Summery: Meeting one December day by accident. Charlotte and Rafael fell in love without meaning too. A year and a half goes by and their relationship seems to be rocky. Will they be able to pull through and work it out? Or will they go their separate ways?

Warning: Angst. Swearing. Fluff. Also Scene Taken From Rent the Musical. (Obviously changed to fit my story.)

Proof Read? Sorry we no do that here.

Word Count: 1,430

no smut in this part sorry

Dictionary: Lo siento mucho- I am so sorry. Mi amor- My love Por favor- Please.

To say they were complete opposites was a big understatement. Where Rafael preferred to over work himself in multiple cases and every now and then go to a theater to see a show. Charlotte Parks was all for fun. Going out, movies and to the bars. Laughing with friends and just being happy with life. She preferred to live her life and not let it pass her by.

Now, you’re probably sitting there wondering. How did these two meet? Right?

It all started one week before Christmas....

Charlotte was busying herself as she was doing her last-minute gift shopping. Honestly, what was wrong with her? Not even Lottie knew. All the poor blonde girl knew was that she was rushing around. Drinking her third cup of coffee, Charlotte was turning a corner when she crashed into something. Sending the girl flying backwards. Her bags falling from her hands and the hot coffee, now covering part of the sidewalk and her shirt and jacket.

“Fuck!” she cursed, the coffee had been hot, and the crash made her cup be squished and went flying. Getting on her neck, unfortunately, she wasn’t wearing gloves either. so, Charlotte was in pain.

“Lo siento mucho!” A voice above her said, grabbing her attention. “I am so sorry.” he said again and started to pick up her bags. His briefcase on the ground. Another cup of coffee a little closer to the curb.

As if she had been put in a haze. Charlotte quickly snapped out of it. “Yeah... well, I’m sorry as well. Should probably slow down when making right turns.” she joked, finally picking herself up off the ground with a groan.

Rubbing her backside, Charlotte thanked him for handing back her gifts. Thankfully all were already wrapped and there was nothing fragile.

“Rafael Barba.” the man held his hand out after grabbing the case that was by his feet.

Grinning, Charlotte held her own hand out. “Charlotte Parks. Lovely to meet you Rafael Barba.” she nodded as they shook hands. “Wanna get some coffee? Seeing as I’m wearing what we had been drinking?” she laughed.

Little did the two of them know, that after getting coffee together after running into each other... -quite literally mind you. -

Now a year and a half later, Charlotte was dressed to the tens in one of her best dresses. Lottie was happy. It was a long, lace soft pink dress. The dressed dragged a little on the floor, but it made Charlotte feel beautiful.

It was perfect to play happy couple while in front of Rafael’s bosses. Not that Charlotte even wanted to go. Lately the two of them haven’t been able to agree on anything. Fighting left and right. Ignoring each other and sleeping separately.

If it hadn’t been for the fact that she had already agreed to go that night. She would have canceled. Not that she would do that to Rafael. Despite how mad they were at one other for stupid things. Charlotte knew deep in her heart; she loved that man with all she had. Even if he was a little jealous and not all that fun.

Not that she ever let it get to her. She knew her feelings for her Cuban lover. It wasn’t cause of his late hours and moody behavior that she was going to break up with him. What others see and what Lottie sees. It two different men. The Rafael Barba, Assistant District Attorney for Manhattan, mainly works SVU cases. He was a cold; hard ass determined to win and give his victims some peace after the suffering they go through. Then there was her Rafi. The man who would send her random texts during the day when he had the time. Calling her late night on the phone so she’s the last voice he hears. Cooking breakfast for her after spending the night together. The flowers and small gifts, letting her know he needs her after a specific hard case. That was the man she fell in love with. Not that people understood that.

Being thirty and Rafael almost 41. People gave them looks. It didn’t help that Charlotte looked younger than she was. They just never cared. They ignored the comments.

“Tonight, is gonna be a good night...” Charlotte told herself before going to answer her door.

Rafael was on the other side smiling. “Mi amor…” he said softly. Wrapping his arms around her. The two hugged and shared a soft kiss. “I’ve missed you. I’m sorry…” but he was silenced when Charlotte pressed their lips together once again.

“Don’t apologize. It’s fine. Honestly Rafi, you have a stressful job. I DO understand.” She said quietly and leaned their foreheads against one another.

Once in the car, riding to where the event was taking place that night. Charlotte found herself with a constant blush upon her cheeks. Taking in every compliment Rafael threw her way. The two held each other and kissed softly. Just as they were pulling up, Charlotte was sure to fix her makeup and allowed Rafael to help her out. It was some big gala for the Attorneys, Judges and such of New York. It was a big turn-out.

Inside, Charlotte being careful with her dress with each step. Even lifting it a little so she could walk without tripping. They managed to chat with a few people Rafael knew. Some even Charlotte knew from previous dinners like this. Though none before was ever so formal.

By the time the dinner part was over. Charlotte nodded to Rafael who excused himself to go talk with a judge. She wanted to finish her dessert still. So, when some guy came and sat next to her. Charlotte tried to be polite. Not that she was even paying him much attention. Just giving small “Hums” and “Ahs” she finished the cake and drank the rest of her wine. Standing up, the male doing the same. Charlotte took a step back when he stepped forward. The strong smell of vodka on his breath was something really unsettling.

Charlotte wasn’t even able to say anything before she was being dragged away. Turning her head to see Rafael with a scowl on his face. The girl wondered what happened to their night that had been going so well.

“What the hell are you doing? Half of these people here are my colleagues! Please don’t do this tonight!” he hissed in her ear. Making Charlotte wonder what it is he thought he had seen between vodka breath and her.

“Okay, you know what… Mr. Harvard Graduate! I can’t take much more of this! This obsessive, controlling, envious paranoia!” she snapped, finally having enough. Not even realize that the SVU squad was around. Or that the music had stopped. “That’s it! I’ve had it!”

“Lottie…”

“NO! Ever since New Year's, I haven't said a word about it. We do what you want to do Jesus! I didn't pierce my nipples because it grossed you out! I didn't stay and dance at my friend’s engagement party because YOU wanted to go home!” She snapped at her boyfriend.

“Por Favor... you were letting some guy flirt with you there!” he said, not grasping on the fact that others around could hear their argument.

“Is that what this is about!? Rafael! There will ALWAYS be some guy flirting with me! Gimme a break!” she laughed at how stupid his excuse was. “Have I EVER given you ANY reason to not trust me? To not believe that I ONLY. LOVE. YOU!” she jabbed her finger into his chest with her last three words.

“Every single day, when I walk down the street to and from work. You know what I hear? ‘Baby so sweet!’ it’s not like that’s something I can help!” she shook her head and took a step away from the man. “You’re gonna have to choose. Take me baby or leave me. Cause I’m done feeling like it’s MY fault that guys flirt with me. I don’t approach them.” Charlotte turned around and went back to the table for her small clutch. Grabbing it, she rushed out of the room.

Ignoring all the eyes on her. She finally made it outside and waved down a cab. Inside, she ignored the calls from Olivia and Amanda. She missed seeing Rafael rush outside. The only thing Charlotte saw was her own heartache at that moment.

What was supposed to be such a good night, a night full of happiness. Turned out to be one of the worst nights of her life.

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rocket-dancer · 5 years

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Another snippet from a story i didn’t mean to start or write or attempt...

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“You’re with an Olympic athlete, right?” Jenna turned towards Rafael, her eyebrows raised, her expression desperate. “What would you tell her right now?”

“That’s hardly relevant.”

“Isn’t it?” she challenged. “You have to know what it’s like to have the world on your shoulders, to know every thing you do is being watched and ridiculed. My career, my life, is based as much on my physical abilities as it is on who I am, what I represent, how I look. You can’t tell me you don’t understand how that impacts someone day to day!”

Rafael faltered then, knowing what she was saying was true, but also knowing he had to compartmentalize his professional and personal lives. This had nothing to do with Esmée, and he had to remember that. It would be way too easy to constantly put her face to the victims he fought for. He couldn’t start doing it now, just because this case was just that much closer to her real life.

“I do know, and that’s why we’re here, trying to get justice for you,” he said instead, burying down all his other thoughts and emotions. “People are on your side. Derek has agreed to testify.”

“Derek Kaller?” Jenna inquired incredulously.

And the conversation moved on from there, with Jenna learning she’d been dropped from her management, but agreeing to fight all the same for herself. Rafael admired her strength, comparing it subconsciously to that of Esmée. He was not going to let this woman feel like her decisions, however they led her, meant that she had lost the right to govern how her body was touched and treated.

By the time Rafael made it back home that night, the sky was dark, the moon high and bright. As soon as he entered their apartment, he heard music playing, softer where he was but louder as he made his way into their place. He left his coat near the entrance, going to sit briefly in the living room to remove his suit coat and shoes. He unbuttoned his vest, picking up his items, going towards their bedroom, where the music was loudest.

When he entered the room, he had to pause to took in the scene before him. Esmée was in a pair of black cotton shorts, a purple thin-strap tank top on her torso. Her hair was billowing around her as she moved from the closet back to the bed, packing a suitcase for what he knew was her upcoming travel games. She was so beautiful, so free, so happy. It made it hard for him to move, let alone speak to announce himself.

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blackleatherjacketz · 6 years

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Masterlist

Hannibal: Hannibal Lecter x Reader

Anticipation Is A Powerful Thing

Control

Boardwalk Empire: Gyp Rosetti x Reader

Poker Face

Farmer’s Daughter

Blind Tiger

Law and Order: SVU

Rafael Barba x Reader:

Surprise

A Hero’s Welcome

Nick Amaro x Reader

Keep a Straight Face

How Was Your Day?

Whatever You Want

Lost Time

Nick Amaro x Original Male Character

Carlos De Columbia (Unfinished) Part 1 Part 2

Nick Amaro x Rafael Barba

Your Papi

Sonny Carisi x Reader

Some Kind of Love

Let Me Stay

Sonny Carisi x Original Male Character

Big Boy Suit (Unfinished) Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Mike Dodds x Reader

You’re Freezing!

Call Me Michael

Hot Hot Heat

Mike Dodds x Nick Amaro

In The Ring

Amanda Rollins x Sonny Carisi

Partner

You Don’t Get It

Amanda Rollins x Sonny Carisi x Nick Amaro (Not what you’re thinking.)

Reunion

Crossovers!

Brooklyn 99:

Mike Dodds x Rosa Diaz

I Always Fight Dirty

Sonny Carisi x Rosa Diaz

Are You My Contact?

Sonny Carisi x Charles Boyle

Cooking Class

Rafael Barba x Raymond Holt

I Disagree

Trouble In The Heights:

Bad Bitch: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

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malevolent-muse · 1 year

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Chapter 19: The Reunited -- The third installment of The Forge chapters. Here, our brave but broken hero finds himself confronted with the most unexpected of circumstances.

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lannister-slings-and-arrows · 2 years

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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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motherbearof03 · 2 years

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Barson Secret Project Update

Thank you 😘 to all of you who promised to nudge me about this fic! I guarantee you won’t be disappointed.

Today I wrote about 550 words. 🥳 Go me!

Please help keep me accountable.

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vintagemichelle91 · 6 years

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A Hard Lesson in Discord: Chapter 11

Authors’ Note: Let us start off with the week with another chapter!! I know we left you guys on the edge of your seat... @rauliskafan and I hope you enjoy this chapter! Thank you again for the amazing feedback! :) Now, let us get on with it!!

“How is it going?”

Neither Natalia or Rafael spoke upon encountering Rollins and Carisi on the courthouse steps. The detectives exchanged a quick glance as Langan approached.

“We knew Ashtonja would be called to the stand soon enough,” he started. “It can’t hurt.”

“Can’t it?” Natalia asked, casting her eyes downward, her nude colored heel digging into the ground. A small part of her instantly expected Rafael’s hand on her arm, her shoulder…

…but he stayed as still as the stone beneath her feet.

“Ashtonja’s only going to have good things to say, right?” Langan asked.

“Look who’s still on top of the case,” Carisi sneered, and Rollins stepped between the two men.

“Of course, she will!” Rollins quickly offered.

“Not if the judge asks about last night,” Rafael muttered.

Looking to her husband with the others, Natalia saw him so pensive, a million miles or more away. He never came to bed, and they barely spoke that morning while going through the motions of getting ready. In some ways it was a relief; she was in no mood to continue their argument.

But hardly having his voice in her ears was akin to a word without any kind of sweet sound.

“I’ll tell you one thing,” Langan started.

“Just one?” Carisi challenged, but Langan ignored him and kept talking.

“You two go in there again looking like it’s a divorce hearing, and Ines gets even more of an upper hand.”

“We didn’t---”

“Don’t think she didn’t notice,” Langan interjected. Out of the corner of her eye, Natalia saw the woman in question leaving with Granger, happily chatting away on her phone.

And Rafael’s stare followed the same path.

“Any updates on your glorious investigation?” Langan asked.

“I’m working on it,” Carisi said defiantly. “Has to be something. Right, counselor?”

Rafael still said nothing, staring at his phone, and Natalia wanted to scream or pummel his chest with her fists when Rollins snapped her fingers.

“Barba?” she asked. “You okay?”

Suddenly, as if awakening from a dream, he seemed to register her presence and just nodded his head.

“Fine. Can… can one of you please take Natalia home?”

“That’s not a problem,” Rollins said. With that, Rafael turned to depart.

“Wait!” Natalia cried out, catching his hand in hers. “Where are you going?”

“There’s something I have to take care of.”

“And you’re not going to tell me what it is?” Natalia asked. Raising his free hand, he wiped a few tears from her cheek, his smile faint

“You just go with Amanda,” he said. “I’ll see you later.”

“B-but, Rafael, I---”

“Later, hermosa” Without another word he took off, and Natalia watched until he vanished from her line of sight, her mind flooding with countless fears…

…first and foremost, the thought that she would never see him again.

It took him half the afternoon and four large coffees, but Rafael had set the wheels in motion. The move was unspeakable. It turned his stomach. And yet, he saw no other way out if his girls were to stay safe. Taking a deep breath, he ascended from the subway to a dark and dirty corner…

…in a very certain section of the Heights.

Falling back on his street smarts, Rafael briskly walked past the bodegas and delis. A few glances were thrown his way, unspoken questions about his well-tailored suit that still managed to look pristine despite the fact that he had removed his tie. In another life, in his childhood, he would have all but blended in.

But now, he was completely out of place.

With another glance at his phone, he double-checked the address to make sure he was heading in the right direction. Pausing after two more blocks, he stared down a dark alleyway and spied a guarded door.

No turning back now.

“Que es lo que usted busca?” A thin man with dull eyes blocked his way, and Rafael gazed down in disgust at the hand on his chest.

“A tu jefe, tengo necogocio con el.”

The henchman smirked and nodded to another, larger man.

“Let him pass, ese es el abogado que Trujillo esperaba.”

A cold chill crawled up Rafael’s spine. Nevertheless, he tried his best not to show it. Pushing the smaller man’s hand away, he followed the other straight into the club. The place was bathed in purple and blue lights barely concealing the so-called customers receiving dances from scantily clad girls… while white powder disappeared from almost every table top. If the DA’s office ever got word that he was here, his return would likely never come to pass.

But his career was the farthest thing from his mind.

Rafael followed the large man to a backroom, somehow even darker than the world outside and reeking of smoke and whiskey.

“Well, look who fucking decided to grace us with his presence! Te estaba esperando,” Ramirez said with a smirk as he tossed a stack of hundred-dollar bills aside and set his cigar on the edge of an ashtray.

Rafael’s hand couldn’t help but curl into a fist as he stood before his enemy. Trying to stay calm, he had thoughts of funhouse mirrors and alternate realities, the fact that this creature shared his face seeming like the ultimate cosmic joke.

Ramirez waved his man away and looked at Rafael with a mixture of amusement and disdain.

“Want a drink?”

“Not from you,” Rafael said.

“Poisoning is not my style, Barba,” Ramirez said, downing the rejected whiskey himself in one throw.

“But stealing is,” Rafael countered.

“Taking what I earn… I wouldn’t necessarily call that stealing,” Ramirez corrected him smugly.

“What would you call stepping into my shoes?” Rafael challenged defiantly. “And taking my wife.”

“Unexpected prize, pendejo,” Ramirez said with a laugh. “Real question is why she still gets so caliente y molesta around me.”

Swallowing hard, Rafael took a step closer. “And what about trying to take Ashtonja?”

Ramirez shrugged off his leather jacket and sat back in his chair, picking up the cigar between two fingers and dragging it to his lips. Rafael watched him contemplate his answer and felt his patience already wearing thin.

“Ya ese tarde no?” he said, looking at the clock on the wall. “And Atticus is not in bed with his wife.” With a whistle, he shook his head. “I can get you another chica. But when you have your hermosa flor waiting at home---”

“Just answer me!”

“Or what?” Ramirez scoffed. “Huh? Que me vas hacer?” He took a few puffs from his cigar then abruptly stood up, catlike as he stalked towards his double. “Heard about you two in court today.”

“And what did Ines say?” Rafael queried.

“Looks like problemas en el paraiso,” Ramirez chuckled. “Doesn’t say much for the marriage. A little stress and the cracks start to show.”

“Right now, I am not thinking about my marriage,” Rafael quickly replied. “Ashtonja is the priority. Nothing else.”

At this, Ramirez laughed sadistically and took another pull from his cigar. “What would you have me say? That Ines was scoring blow in some club when I found out about her connection to you? That it was easy to get her to play along, esa vieja es una puta como su hija?”

“Don’t you fucking dare talk about Marianna that way,” Rafael growled.

“You think she could care less about the kid,” Ramirez continued. “Afraid she might turn her out once she needs to score some more dinero?”

“That’s never happening,” Rafael insisted.

With another shrug, he set his cigar aside again and looked back to Rafael.

“Really don’t need another girl on the street,” he continued. “Could use someone pretty on my arm.”

“Meaning?” Rafael asked, his voice thick.

“You know, my mind keeps going back to my dulce momento with Natalia. The way she smelled…” He smirked as he ran one hand across his thigh, stopping at the space just below his belt. “Su piel suave y la hice toda mia, and let me tell you she was loud… is she always that loud?”

“Stop,” Rafael hissed, beads of sweat beginning to dot his brow.

“You never knew how to handle here. I do. Mierda, I must have made her come four times. But you? Couldn’t fuck her like a real man before. And now, just a broken prison bitch better left bent over a table.”

“How… how did you know about that?” Rafael nervously asked.

“Not like it’s some secret,” Ramirez said. “I can get Hector in here to walk you down memory lane. Unless you have something… else in mind.”

Sensing a kind of chance even as his vision blurred, Rafael gripped the edge of the table and took a deep breath.

“And… and what if I gave you that girl on your arm?” he quietly asked.

“Already told you that I’m not interested in the kid.”

“Not… not who I’m talking about,” Rafael said, his head throbbing. “I… I mean…”

“Oh!” Ramirez rubbed his hands together as his smirk consumed his face. “I get it! What’s the point? Probably can’t get it up anymore anyway. So… Natalia to make Ines go away?”

Before either man could utter another word, a scuffle followed by a loud bang twisted the pair of matching faces at the same time.

“Open up right now!”

Rafael’s heart froze, his eyes on fire with fear and fury…

“Mi mariposa!” Ramirez exclaimed. “We were just talking about you!”

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alwaysachorusgirl · 3 years

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Playing Matchmaker

Pairing: Rafael Barba x Female Reader

Word Count: 2,028

Square: Blind Date

TW: none

Tagging: @thatesqcrush

A/N: Well, it took a massive re-write, but it’s done. This isn’t the story I originally started writing, but I’m okay with that. I like this version better. I like that it became more of an ensemble piece. And then there’s Janice. She’s named after Janice from the Muppets, and her personality is a combination of a few people that I know. She’s that friend who really cares and means well, but doesn’t always understand boundaries. And once I started writing her, it was hard to stop.

“Janice, can you please just knock it off already?”

You swallowed two ibuprofen tablets with a swig of your white chocolate mocha and rubbed your temples. As an SVU detective it was rare for you to have a Saturday off. You had agreed to meet your friend and neighbor Janice for coffee and breakfast. Everything had been fine until she had started sticking her nose into your love life, or lack thereof, and now you had a headache.

“But Y/N, Valentine’s Day is a few days away, and once again, you don’t have any plans. Come on, just let me set you up with someone. One more blind date isn’t going to kill you.”

“No, but I might kill you, “you shot back, glaring at your friend. “Look, I’m sorry, I know you mean well, it never works.”

“It might, if you ever gave one of them a chance,” She countered. “You’re the one who always bails after one drink.”

“I’m a detective, Janice, and a good judge of character. I can tell pretty quickly if a guy isn’t going to meet my standards. And besides, I hate Valentine’s Day. It’s not a real holiday, and it’s not worth me wasting my time and energy.”

“Damn, Y/N,” remarked Janice, “You’re too young to be that jaded and cynical.”

“I’m merely stating a fact, “you said with an exasperated sigh. “It’s not my fault if you can’t handle it.”

“What about your partner, that Italian guy? He’s cute.”

“Sonny?” You nearly spat out your drink. “He’s like my big brother. I think I’m technically an adopted Carisi sister, at this point.”

“Okay, so that’s a “no”. You mind if I ask him out?”

“Janice, no; he’s a good Catholic boy and I will not have you corrupting him.”

“Okay, okay, chill,” said Janice, sitting back and putting her hands up in defeat. “Oh! Wait! I know! What about that ADA you always hang out with? What’s his name…Raymond?”

“His name is Rafael, and he’s also a “no”. I don’t think he feels the same way about me, as I do him.”

“Aha! So, you do have your eye on someone!”

“Janice, please, just drop it already. I have a headache and I don’t want to talk about this right now. Can we please order food? I’m starving.”

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After breakfast, you bundled up and headed out into the February air. You knew that Janice was just trying to help, but sometimes she just didn’t understand the concept of boundaries. Your love life had been non-existent since you had caught your last boyfriend cheating red-handed. That had been two years ago. Rafael Barba had offered you his shoulder to cry on, knowing all too well the kind of pain and humiliation that you had been feeling. He’d gone from work colleague to one of your best friends after that, and at some point, you had developed romantic feelings for the handsome, Cuban ADA. But for the sake of your friendship and working relationship, you intended to keep that to yourself. It wasn’t worth taking the risk of losing him or making things weird between the two of you.

Your feelings for Rafael were also why all the blind dates never went anywhere. Some of your dates had been nice, others total douchebags, but they weren’t Rafael, and therefore, there was no point in the stringing them along. As long as you were comparing them up against the standard that was Rafael Barba, they could never measure up. You were fine with that.

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Janice walked into the SVU squad room on Monday and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn’t see you. She wasn’t there to see you anyway. Instead she looked around and tried to find someone who looked like they worked with you.

“Excuse me, miss? You look a little lost. I’m Detective Amanda Rollins, Can I help you with something?”

Janice turned and smile at the blond woman with the Southern accent. She recognized the name right away.

“I think you can. I’m Janice Wilson. I’m a friend of Detective Y/F/N Y/L/N?”

“Oh, Y/N’s not here right now. I think she’ll back in about a half an hour?” Amanda paused. “What a minute…did you say Janice? Janice the Matchmaker?!”

“She’s mentioned me?” Janice’s eyes went wide.

“Oh honey,” said Amanda, “we know all about you. You’re kind of famous around here. Hey! Carisi! Finn! Get off your butts and get over here!”

“What?” Sonny called back from his desk, his mouth full of food. “It’s lunchtime, Rollins, I’m eating over here!”

“Yeah, Rollins, what’s the fuss?” Asked Finn, rising from his chair.

Amanda walked Janice a little further into the squad room.

“Guys, this is Janice, the Janice! You know, Y/N’s friend?”

“Wait, seriously? Janice the Matchmaker? Nice to finally put a face to the name,” said Finn, coming over and shaking Janice’s hand.

“Hey, we’ve met before. It was that one time at Y/N’s apartment, “said Sonny, finally putting down his sandwich and standing up. “You live down the hall. So, what brings you to SVU?”

Janice quickly filled them in the conversation from the coffee shop.

“So, the thing is, I’ve been getting it all wrong. If I had had known sooner about the ADA, I would have tried setting her up with him. I feel bad and I need to make this right with her. The problem is, I think she’s a little pissed at me, and she’s not going to listen to me. That’s where you guys come in. I have an idea, but I need your help.”

“Count me in, “said Amanda. “If anyone needs to get together, it’s Y/N and Barba.”

“I don’t know, Rollins, “said Sonny. “Isn’t this kind of going behind her back?”

“Carisi, have you seen the way they look at each other? Have you ever noticed how he’s less cranky when she’s around?”

“Yes, Rollins, I know, we all know! But she’s still my partner, and I gotta look out for her.” He looked at Janice. “If I agree to this, what exactly would I have to do?”

Janice motioned for everyone to come closer.

“Bring it in, folks, here’s the plan.”

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When you came back from picking up warrants and getting lunch, everything appeared to be normal. Amanda and Finn were working at their desks. Sonny was nowhere to be seen, but that wasn’t exactly unusual. Any one of you could be called out on a case at any time. You took off your coat and sat down at your desk. You were just starting to dig into your lunch when Amanda got up and came over.

“Hey, you, just the person I wanted to see.” She flashed her best smile, and you immediately suspicious.

“Hi Amanda, what’s up?”

“Oh, I was just wondering if you had any plans for Valentine’s Day…”

“Amanda, you know that I don’t. What’s really going on?”

“Okay, so I know this guy. He also doesn’t have any plans for Valentine’s Day, and I think he might be a good fit for you.”

“Oh, dear God, are you seriously trying to set me up on a blind date?”

“Yes, I am. Look, I vouch for this guy. I wouldn’t try to set you up with someone that

I couldn’t vouch for, and he’s a nice guy. I think you’ll like him.”

“Fine,” you sighed, hanging your head in defeat. “But if this guy sets off even one red flag, I’m bailing.”

“That is totally fair,” agreed Amanda. “You would be disappointed, I promise.”

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Sonny walked into Rafael Barba’s office at 1 Hogan Place and hoped that he wouldn’t screw this up. He still couldn’t believe that he’s agreed to this, but Janice and Amanda had been so sure that this would work. He heard his phone ping in his coat pocket. He checked it and saw it was a text from Amanda. She had succeeded in getting you to agree to the blind date. Now he had to do his part. Rafael’s assistant, Carmen, was sitting at her desk.

“Hey, Carmen, he in?”

“Yes, but he’s prepping for court, so he’s in a mood. Don’t take up too much of his time, okay?”

“No problem, hopefully this won’t take long.” Sonny knocked the door and waited until he heard “Enter!”, before going in.

Rafael looked up and wasn’t thrilled to see the detective striding into his office.

“What do you want Carisi? I’m busy, and Y/N already came by earlier to pick up those warrants for Liv.”

“I’m actually here to ask you a question. What are you doing for Valentine’s Day?”

“The same thing I do every year, working,” replied Rafael, rolling his eyes. “Why do you ask?”

“I ask because I have this friend, and she is into you. I really think you’d like her, and she doesn’t have any plans for Valentine’s Day. So, I’m just trying to be a good friend and help her out…”

“You’re trying to set me up on a blind date with your friend? Are you kidding me right now?”

“No, no I most certainly am not. Come on, Barba, it’s one date. Trust me, you’re going to like her. She’s worth it.”

“Does this friend have a name?” asked Rafael, suddenly realizing that the detective wasn’t backing down without a fight.

“I can’t tell you that because it will ruin the surprise, but come on, what have you got to lose?”

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And so, on Valentine’s Day, Rafael Barba found himself walking into a little French Bistro a few blocks away from Hogan Place. He still didn’t know his date’s name. All he had been told by Sonny was what she’d be wearing, that she was beautiful, and that he’d know her when he saw her. It was all a bit too vague for his tastes, but Sonny had insisted. So, the ADA had chosen the restaurant and made a reservation. He looked around, hoping to see someone that fit the description he’d been given. Instead, he saw you, sitting at the bar and nursing a glass of red wine. He made his way over to the bar, secretly wishing that he was meeting you instead of his date.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?”

“Rafael!” You said, looking up in surprise. You got up and hugged your friend. He was warm and it felt so good to be wrapped up in his arms. He smelled of coffee and his cologne and it was nothing short of intoxicating. You probably held onto to him for a bit too long, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Believe it or not, Amanda set me up on a blind date,” you told him, finally pulling away and sitting back down.

“Really? This is going to sound weird, but Carisi set me up on a blind date.”

“He did what? He didn’t tell me about that. Is it just me, or does it feel like something’s up?”

“Yes,” Rafael nodded, “Something is definitely up. Y/N, what color would you say your dress is?”

You looked down at your dress, and then back up at Rafael, thoroughly confused.

“I like to think of it as a cranberry wine,” you replied. “Why do you ask?”

“Carisi said my date would be wearing a cranberry wine-colored wrap dress, is beautiful, and that I’d know her when I saw her.”

Your eyes went wide as your thought back to what Amanda had told you about your date.

“Amanda told me that my date has green eyes, dark hair, is well-dressed, and that I’d know him when I saw him…” You trailed off, gazing into Rafael’s eyes, realization dawning on you. “It’s you. I’m so glad it’s you.”

“I’m glad it’s you, too,” said Rafael, taking your hand in his. “So, want to you say to having dinner with me?”

“I say ‘Yes’, nothing would make me happier. Just let me text Amanda real quick.”

Y/N: I’m going to kill you!

A. Rollins: Lol, that’s fine. Just make sure you say ‘thank you’ to Janice. She’s the brains of the operation. We couldn’t have done it without her.

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“Taking Chances Part 8: A Case of the Ex”

Oh Sonny, what are we going to do with you? Actually I can certainly think of one or two things 😜 Anyways, welcome to Part 8 where we find out how the reader reacts when Sonny brought over his “mystery guest” to dinner 👀

Thanks for all the love with this series! You guys are amazing ❤️

This couldn’t be happening. This was a dream. Yes, a dream. You were simply having a nightmare. It was an illusion. A succession of images that usually occur involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep. Any moment now you would wake up with Rafael’s limbs entangled around you like overgrown vines, heating your body. You swore that man was a walking furnace. From under the table you discreetly pinched your arm, wincing slightly when you felt the sharp pain from where your nails dug into your skin. Oh no. That proved it. This was real.

When you announced to your family that the engagement with Theo was off, you happened to leave out several important details such as coming home from work early one day to find him in bed with the flighty twenty-one year old who delivered your dry cleaning. Only your sisters knew the truth and you practically made them swear a blood oath that they wouldn’t tell a soul.

It’s not that you were a particularly private person. Being raised in the Carisi household, everyone was in each other’s business. But with Theo, it was different. He was your next door neighbor. You grew up together. You were the Mary to his Joseph in the Nativity play in the third grade. Your mom and his mom taught Catechism together. Breaking off your engagement left you heartbroken and you didn’t want to burden your family with the details. Your dad was recovering from a heart attack. Your mom had her hands full between caring for your father and worrying about her children. And then there was Sonny.

Working with SVU over the years, you noticed a change in him. He was more quiet and cautious, even becoming a borderline realist—a stark contrast from the goofy, loveable, optimistic, older brother. You saw how Mike Dodd’s death affected him, even though Sonny tried to hide it from you. Then a year later during a night out at the bar, he drunkenly confessed that a perp by the name of Tom Cole had held him at gunpoint while he was trying to save a victim. You saw how his body trembled in fear, the tears in his eyes. Although you begged him to get therapy, he shrugged off your suggestion and told you to drop it. You never spoke of it again. The last thing you wanted to do was give him one more thing to worry about. Your life and all its troubles seemed to pale in comparison to the nightmare he had lived through.

Rafael glanced between you and the man who resembled an Italian Vogue model standing next to Sonny. “Is that who I think it is?” he mumbled. The tiniest nod of your head confirmed his suspicions.

So this was the infamous ex-fiancé. Theo was the very definition of tall, dark, and handsome: chocolate brown eyes, thick shiny mane, and a dazzling smile which Rafael could’ve sworn were caps. Not to mention, he was in your age bracket.

Rafael slumped down in his seat a bit, feeling self conscious. He had always thought he was a decent looking guy. Walking down the courthouse halls with his swagger and sharp suits, he noticed several women and men eyeing him. But compared to Theo, Rafael felt like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.

Gina narrowed her eyes. “What is he doin’ here?”

“Yeah,” Bella added. “Shouldn’t he be out getting his dry cleaning?”

“Girls,” Julia scolded although she was just as surprised to see your ex in her dining room.

The last time Theo visited your parents was about two years ago when you both were making a seating chart for your wedding. Then one Sunday you came to the house alone with your eyes red-rimmed and puffy, announcing the engagement was off. You had claimed the reason was because Theo was moving too fast and that you weren’t ready to settle down just yet. But something told Julia Carisi that there was more to the story than what you were letting on, call it a mother’s intuition. Regardless of your mysterious breakup, your mother was not about to be rude to her new guest. She could give Emily Post a lesson in being a good hostess. Getting up from the table, she smiled and pulled Theo into a hug. “Theo, sweetheart. It’s so nice to see you. How’re your parents?”

“Great to see you too, Julia. The folks are fine. I hope it’s ok I’m here.”

“Absolutely. We have plenty of food.” Julia turned towards her husband. “Dom, can you get another chair?” Your father didn’t respond, still in shock over the sudden reappearance of your ex. “Dom!” She clapped her hands to get her husband’s attention.

“Huh,” Dom said, snapping out of his trance. “Oh sure.”

As your father left to get a chair, Sonny smiled and patted Theo on the back. “Let me grab ya’ a plate and some silverware.”

While your parents and brother were busy making your guest comfortable, Theo caught your eye and immediately made a beeline towards you. “Hey stranger.” Before you could even react, he wrapped his arms around you, his one hand pressed into the small of your back. “You look beautiful,” he whispered, his lips grazing your ear. You stood there frozen with your arms at your sides. It took all your strength to quell the wave of nausea rising in your stomach.

In Rafael’s opinion, the hug lasted much longer than what society would deem to be acceptable. His fists slightly trembled. He could feel himself quickly transforming into the ugly green monster within. “Hi,” he said, a little too loudly. “I’m Rafael. Y/N’s boyfriend.”

Finally letting you go, Theo turned towards Rafael and laughed before focusing his attention back on you. “He’s kidding, right?”

You immediately reached for Rafael, finding comfort in his presence by your side. “Actually he’s quite serious. Do you find that amusing?”

Upon learning that you and Rafael were together, Theo’s lips curved into a smirk that left you feeling uneasy. “Well then, I suppose congratulations are in order,” he replied and extended his hand to Rafael. “You’re a lucky man. There’s nobody like Y/N.” He glanced your way with a glint in his eye. “Nobody.”

Dom and Sonny came out of the kitchen with an extra chair and a place setting. “Here ya’ go, pal,” Sonny said. Theo took the chair and placed it right next to yours, reaching across you to grab some of your mother’s lasagna.

He took a bite and moaned. “This is delicious, Julia. I’ve sure missed your cooking.” His foot slyly nudged yours under the table causing you to scooch your chair away.

Being smushed in between your boyfriend and your ex-fiance was some sort of cruel torture. You were seconds away from lunging across the table and punching your brother, but instead you stood up. “Sonny, I need your help getting some wine from the kitchen.”

“Now? But we have wine here.” Sonny motioned to the Amarone on the table.

“Yes, but there’s a nice Chianti in the kitchen and it’s on a shelf that I can’t reach.” You crossed your arms and gave your brother a threatening glare. “Now or I’ll eat your liver with some fava beans. I hear it pairs nicely with a Chianti.” Sonny sighed and followed you into the kitchen.

You gripped the edge of the sink and silently counted to 10 in order to calm yourself before addressing your brother.

“So where’s the Chianti or did ya’ just bring me in here to watch ya’ breath,” Sonny remarked.

You whipped your head around and narrowed your eyes. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Sonny innocently shrugged. “Havin’ lunch with my family.”

“Don’t be cute.” You tugged on your mom’s yellow kitchen gloves and began to furiously scour a greasy pan with a brillo pad, finding some sense of clarity in your angry cleaning. “I can’t believe you invited Theo. How dare you!”

“What’s wrong with that? Theo hasn’t been here in ages.”

“Yes and there’s a reason for it. We broke up or maybe you haven’t gotten that through your thick skull yet.”

Sonny pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t understand ya’, Y/N. First ya’ break off the engagement with Theo cause he’s movin’ way too fast even though you two grew up 6 feet away from each other for 18 years. But one month with Rafael and you’re ready for a colonial, 2.5 kids, and a collie?”

“My personal life is none of your business,” you growled.

Sonny scoffed. “Well actually it is my business since you are fuckin’ someone I work with.”

You dropped the dish you were cleaning with a violent clang, water splashing everywhere and took a few steps toward your brother. “Choose your next words wisely, Dominick Carisi, Jr.”

Sonny shook his head, his appearance akin to disappointment. It was hard for him to separate the woman you had become with the little girl you once were. If he closed his eyes, he could picture you with your skinned knees and unruly hair coming out of your french braid, demanding piggyback rides from him. And even though that little girl was gone, you were still so young and naive about this world. There was so much you needed to learn.

“What happened to us, Y/N. I mean we used to be so close. I’m your big brother and I’m tryin’ to look out for ya’.” He tentatively put his hand on your shoulders, tilting his head lower to meet your gaze. “I’m doin’ this because I love ya’ and I want what’s best for ya’. I’ve worked with Barba for years. I know him and he’s not a good fit for ya’. You’re going to regret this.”

You fought back the sting of tears and tucked in your quivering bottom lip. You refused to cry in front of Sonny. Although you hated to admit it, his opinion mattered to you. It broke your heart that he didn’t approve of you and Rafael.

Just then the kitchen door swung opened, revealing your boyfriend’s handsome head poking in. “Everything ok in here?” He stepped into the kitchen. “Cause Gina is asking me when we’re gonna make her an aunt and that led to one of your nieces asking where babies come from and your mom is trying to eavesdrop on you both with a glass held up to the wall.”

“Why don’t ya’ mind your own business, Barba,” Sonny sneered. “I’m talkin’ to my sister.”

“Not anymore. We’re leaving.” You rushed past him and ran back out into the dining room, meeting the shocked faces of your family.

“Everything ok?” Julia asked. The shortness of breath in her voice indicated that she had just ran to her seat from her position near the wall.

“I’m sorry. We have to go,” you mumbled and made a mad dash to the foyer to grab yours and Rafael’s coats.

Your parents exchanged a worried glance and immediately followed you. “Honey, are you sure? What about dessert? I made your favorite cheesecake. Please stay,” Julia pleaded

Your dad leaned forward and spoke softly, “Ya’ know if you’re upset about Sonny bringing that pretty boy punk over for lunch I can kick him out. For that matter, I can kick Rafael out too. Anything for my little patatina.” He grinned and booped you on the nose.

You faked a smile for your father. “That won’t be necessary, Pops.”

Julia smoothed down your hair. “Then sweetheart what’s wrong?”

The words were right there at the tip of your tongue. You wanted more than anything to confess everything then march over to Theo and crush his balls into powder. But one look at your family told you now was not the time, not when you were surrounded by your adorable albeit nosy nieces and nephews and your sisters who thought of family drama as a national sport.

So instead you hemmed and hawed, stammering over your words as you tried to think of a plausible reason for your sudden departure when Rafael spoke up behind you. “Actually it’s my fault,” he lied and wound his arm around you. “I’m so sorry. I got a call from work and I need to run over to the office for a few hours.”

Sonny followed Rafael into the foyer and arched a brow in suspicion, not falling for his excuse. “That’s funny. I never got a call from Liv about a case or anything.”

Rafael turned towards the detective and narrowed his eyes. “Oh don’t worry. I’ll be filling you in on the details later.”

“Well, let me pack up some food for you both. It’s the least I can do.” Julia gently cupped your face and patted Rafael on her way to the kitchen in search of tupperware but you stopped her.

“Some other time, Ma. We really have to go.” You kissed her and your dad and waved goodbye to the rest of your family.

“Thank you for a wonderful meal. It was nice to—” Rafael was unable to finish his farewell as you dragged him out the door.

“What the hell was that all about?” your dad asked Sonny once you had left.

Sonny ignored him and pushed past his parents to run out after you. “Y/N! Wait!”

You stopped in your tracks and turned towards your brother, slapping him hard across the face. Your entire body shook with rage, tears streamed down your cheeks. You felt completely and utterly betrayed by the one person you had relied on your entire life. “Stay out of my life,” you said in a shaky voice before getting in the car with Rafael and driving away.

You only made it one block when you had to pull over, your tears blinding your vision. Slumping over the steering wheel, your forehead connected with the horn causing the most pathetic little beep as you cried even harder. This was not how you intended the day to go. Rafael rubbed your back in soothing circles. “Shhh, it’ll be ok, hermosa. Everything’s going to work out,” he cooed.

“No it won’t,” you wailed and banged your head against the steering wheel several more times.

Rafael winced and tried to pull you away from the beeping horn, not wanting to create yet another scene. “Babe, stop. I don’t want someone from Neighborhood Watch to come out.”

You sat up and sniffled. “I’m so sorry about Theo and lunch.”

“I’ve experienced much worse during lunch. Trust me.” He handed you his handkerchief and ran his fingers through your hair. “Do you want me to drive?”

You loudly blew your nose and hiccupped. “Sure. Can you drive?”

“Of course I can drive. Now let’s trade.” Unbuckling your seatbelt, you got out of the car and swapped places. “Can I drive?” he mumbled, chuckling to himself. Of course he failed to mention that he only learned to drive a few years ago, never really seeing a need for it when he lived in Manhattan, one of the highest rated cities for public transportation. Once you were comfortable, he turned on the ignition and sped down the street, making his way back to the city.

*****

Sonny stood there, stunned, listening to the sound of your car screeching down the street. A laugh coming from the porch signaled his attention. “Ladies and gentlemen of Sycamore Avenue, behold the man who was just bitch slapped by his baby sister!” Bella announced.

Sonny rolled his eyes. “What are ya’ doin’ out here?”

“Ma wanted me to check on ya’.” She sat down on the front step and patted the spot next to her at which he begrudgingly obliged her request. She leaned forward and inspected the right side of his face. “Huh, interesting. I can make out a thumb print.”

“Stop it.” He crossed his arms and scooted away, trying to cover the one side of his face.

Bella shook her head. “Don’t get me wrong, you’re an amazing big brother and I’m grateful for all you’ve done, especially with Tommy. But when are ya’ gonna realize Y/N’s not a little girl anymore. She is the most level-headed out of all of us that includes you,” she said with a smirk and playfully nudged him. “She knows what she’s doing and Rafael is an incredible guy. Ya’ have to be deaf, dumb, and blind to not see that he adores her.”

“I just want what’s best for her and that’s not Rafael. You of all people should understand. Ya’ caught a glimpse of the world that Rafael and I live in during Tommy’s trial. I don’t want that for her. I don’t want that for any of ya.” Sonny sighed and rested his elbows on his knees, slouching as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders

“Hey,” Bella softly said, flicking her brother’s ear to get his attention. “I know your job is tough. I mean I can’t imagine the things you face everyday but ya’ gotta stop this. You have to stop living for this job, it’s gonna eat you alive. We’re all worried about ya.”

Sonny scoffed. “I’m fine.”

“Oh yeah? Then tell me when was the last time ya’ went out on a date or ya’ didn’t wake up from a nightmare or ya’ took a vacation. Think about it.” She patted his knee and stood up to leave before turning back one last time. “Just don’t push people out of your life cause otherwise you’ll end up alone.”

Bella had hit the nose right on the head. He hated when she was right. Between law school and work, he hadn’t been living. When he wasn’t working, he was studying or taking a class or screaming in his sleep after having yet another nightmare of Tom Cole holding a gun to his forehead. In truth, there was someone who had caught his eye. Someone he had wanted to ask out from the moment he saw her and yet whenever he made an attempt, something stopped him.

Why couldn’t he just let everything go? Why couldn’t he live anymore? Sonny felt as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, about to topple over the edge, about to leave everything and everyone he held near and dear to his heart. Sitting there on the porch, he shivered a bit in the early spring air, unsure what felt worse, the sting of your hand across his face or the words you last spoke to him.

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