#Nick Amaro Fan Fiction

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Nick Amaro x Reader: Moment

Interested!Amaro

Part One: Sweet Dreams

    The locker room was deserted, something which you were thankful for as you fiddled with the combination lock attached to your locker. The truth was you didn’t actually need anything out of your metal container, you simply needed a moment to yourself. You needed a second to take a deep breath and let your thudding heart settle.

    For a moment you were back at that crime scene, that tiny three month old baby swaddled in yellow blankets as she squirmed against the hold you had on her. You struggled to understand how a mother could give away their own daughter to a stranger, you couldn’t wrap your brain around it. Thankfully  now baby Katie was back at home with her father who had been horrified by his wife’s decision to get rid of their child.

    "You look deep in thought." Nick murmured, wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging your athletic form against him. You leaned back into his embrace as Nick’s chin came to rest upon your shoulder.

    “It’s this case.” you told him quietly. “I just want to forget about it.”

    “I can help with that.” he whispered, placing his hands on your hips and turning you around so that you were facing him.

    Your back came to rest against the lockers. Nick’s dark gaze fixated on yours as his thumbs smoothing over the patch of skin just underneath the hem of your blouse. You shivered as his fingers kneaded into the tender flesh, sending a rush of heat coursing through your body. Nick’s lips caressed yours, your fingers running through his dark curly hair, drawing him closer as his tongue dived into your mouth. You relished the taste of him, the feel of his body pressed up against you as he flooded your system like the most potent narcotic.

    You didn’t want to pull away, the sensation of losing yourself in Nick was exactly what you wanted. You needed to forget about everything you’d seen today, all the helplessness you had felt. The scent of his rosewood cologne clung to his skin as you breathed him. His lips left yours, brushing the corner of your mouth before he trailed a searing pattern along your jaw, his teeth grazing that delicate area on the curve of your throat.

    “Nick...” you gasped, your body arching by it’s own violation.

    “Come to dinner with me tonight.” Nick whispered into your ear.

    “This is starting to sound like a date.” you murmur as Nick pulled back so you could see the seriousness in those brilliant dark eyes.

    “I think I made my interest known last night.” he informed you. “Even though we didn’t get a chance to talk this morning before we got called out.”

    You’d both been woken up by phone calls from Olivia and Rollins requesting you get your asses into work due to the amber alert that had been issued on Katie Melbery.

    “Just tell me where and when and I’ll be there.” you told him, your palms coming to rest on his muscular chest, your fingertips tracing over his firm pectorals through the fabric of his shirt.

    “My place.” he murmured, his lips curving up into that boyish smile. “7pm.”

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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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I’m not sure why, or if it’s just me, but I’d kinda like to see a SVU and Mayans M.C. crossover fic.... cause Danny Pino in both shows is hella fuckin hot.

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I casually watched SVU on and off, always had a thing for Nick Amaro . I stumbled on a re-run the other day and that night I like had the most real intense dream about Sonny Carisi. I didn't think I was paying that much attention to him or the show tbh but here we are waking up feeling amazing from having the hottest, smut filled dream about an fictional character one I didnt think much about at the time. The urge to now dive in a read as much smut fan fics as I can is intense..... I may have to reach out for a HC or ask

okay bestie I feel that LMAOOOO no cause both nick and sonny are sooooo attractive for no reason 

gimme some details and I'll give you whatever you want lmao 

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Hi 💛 I found your blog when I was came across a gif set for Antonio Dawson I absolutely adore him do you write fan fiction for him? Also I really love your Nick Amaro “Babysitter” series it’s amazing I’m a huge Nick Amaro (Danny Pino in general) fan😍. Do you by any chance write Manifest fan fiction? Particularly for Jared Vasquez?

hi sweets!

i do write for Antonio, I just haven’t gotten around to writing anything for him as of yet.

Thank you for the sweet words on the babysitter! it’s sort of my passion project rn lmao (Danny’s a cutie isn’t he?)

I have to catch up on manifest, I still haven’t seen season 3 as of yet but I’m open to writing for him!

(I watch a lot of shows so if you ever want to know about a character, just ask! Also if you want something smut related - swing by @whorekneecentral)

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You might not want to answer this right now and I totally understand if you want to ignore or delete this ask but in light of current protests, do you feel any differently about supporting cop shows?

hey, thanks for asking. 

bottom line: I don’t feel any differently about watching svu. 

context: I’ve been, and remain, very critical of svu and their storylines. the writers frequently rely on stereotypes about black women, black men, gay people, transgender people, and seem to ignore other marginalized groups all together more times than not. I call this out regularly on my blog. not in some kind of essay-like post (that kind of labor I don’t think would be helpful and is not something I’m looking to take on), but as frequent ‘hmm, what the fuck that’s super racist/transphobic/xenophobic/reductionist etc and this is why I believe its harmful.’ longtime followers of mine have likely seen those, but may have missed them.

I’ve written time and time again that for a show that supposedly empowers women, it’s extremely harmful in its portrayal of them. the men of the show are largely characterized by out of control anger (that they never really deal with, and is sometimes used to reinforce stereotypes like with nick amaro’s character) and women who have trouble finding and keeping a man who are either overly promiscuous (amanda rollins) or nearly sterile except for the times in which their relationship with a man harms them and furthers a storyline (olivia benson). the presence of nonwhite, cisgendered, Catholic reoccuring characters has always been lacking and has become more egregiously so over the years rather than more progressive and a more accurate reflection of the makeup of NYC.

svu is cop propaganda. I think you know that. I think (hope) many people who watch the show know that. if you have read any articles shared about the actual manhattan svu’s office over the years you likely understand that. [you can start with this and this] in the same way I don’t believe you can truly separate the author from fiction, I don’t think you can truly separate the (sometimes subliminal, but often sloppy) messaging behind a show you may get enjoyment out of.

I have followed svu with less fervor over the last two years because of some of the above. but I do enjoy some of the characters. sometimes, the storylines seem more helpful than harmful. I like writing fanfiction and reimagining these characters in a more equitable, just and fully fleshed out world (and often as criminals...but we can explore that another day!). I have come to enjoy the svu fandom (sometimes...). 

I mentioned awhile ago that I wish I could change my blog url, not because I don’t still love sonny carisi, but because having a fan blog centered on svu wasn’t part of who I currently am or have been for quite sometime. (don’t worry, I won’t do that because it’ll eff up my masterlists that have taken me HOURS to put together).

so in short, I don’t feel like the current spotlight around police brutality has impacted my watching of svu. but that’s only because my view of svu has changed years ago.

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Rules: tag 20 spectacular followers you’d like to get to know better. I was tagged by @hidingfromthecobras. Thank you so much!!

Name: Full name is Karaquantae

Nicknames: Kara, Karma

Gender: Female

Star sign: Libra

Height: 5'10ish

Sexual orientation: Demi

Hogwarts House: Hahahaaaa. None. I’m not a fan of Harry Potter

Favourite colour: Blue

Favourite animal: Cats, dogs, snakes, horses, fish

Average hours of sleep: Like 9, give or take 30mins

Cat or dog person: While I have a cat rn so cats but I also love dogs so

Favourite fictional characters: Haha here we go: Acheron Pathenopaeus, Zarek Moesia, Fang Kattalataskis from Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Dark-Hunter series; all the characters in Animorphs but mostly Ax and Tobias; Reyes, Strider, Gideon and Torin Lord from Gena Showalter’s Lords of the Underworld series; Nick Amaro, Olivia Benson and Finn Tutuolla from Law and Order: Special Victims Unit; Jane Bingum from Drop Dead Diva; Raphael from TMNT and Scooby Doo and Shaggy

Number of blankets I sleep with: One giant white duvet, like four others I use as pillows

Favourite singer/band: Bon Jovi, Guns'n'Roses, Twisted Sister, MCR, Green Day, Black Eyed Peas, and honestly?? Nickelback

Dream trip: I really wanna go to Finland. Or Scotland. Or Rwanda. Honestly anywhere

Dream job: Something that pays a helluva lotta money

When was the blog created: Uhm. Good question. 2014??

Current number of followers: 208?? They’re all great

What made you decide to make a tumblr: Honestly a lot of people I knew had a tumblr, took me a while to make one. I haven’t regretted a second since I made one, I love Tumblr.

TAGGING: Anyone that wants to do it. Have fun

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Carlos De Columbia: Chapter 2

Nick Amaro x Original Male Character (Salvatore) (Based off Bobby Cannavale)

Nick gets a lot closer with his employer.

Warnings: NSFW

Read Chapter 1

“Carlos can take me home.” Sal had told Luis, looking over at him and winking.

Nick had been sweating ever since. He had to be on his A game tonight; no, his A+ game. He couldn’t make any mistakes if he wanted their relationship to progress, or at the very least, stay the same. He pulled up to the curb of Sal’s apartment building, making sure not to scrape the rims of the tires. The last person that did that wasn’t able to walk very well the next day.

He knew being undercover called for him to be on his toes one hundred percent of the time; one little slip up, and he could get killed. The closer he got to someone on an assignment, the more opportunities he had to slip up. Becoming physically intimate with someone was a good way to earn their trust and get information, but it was also a good way to get your balls cut off.

He couldn’t stop thinking about the other day in Sal’s office; the way he tasted as he slid down the back of his throat and practically ripped his hair out of his head. He knew that he was skating on thin ice with a man like Sal, but he had to stay in his good graces.

He kept telling himself that was the only reason he kept shooting him stolen glances from across the room. He wasn’t infatuated with him, the way he stirred his drinks counter clockwise, adjusted his tie four times a day, or bit that thick lower lip of his when he was excited. No, he wasn’t obsessing over his nuances at all. He was just being observant.

“Here you are, Sir.” He shifted the car into park, breathing heavy already.

“You gonna open my door for me, or what?” Sal asked, undoing his bowtie in the rear view mirror.

“Yeah, of course.” He said, trying not to stare. He turned off the ignition and slid the keys into his pocket. Oh great, he thought, he’d fucked up already.

He swallowed hard and walked around the length of the car, opening Sal’s door for him. Making sure to keep his eyes on the ground, he tried to ignore the intoxicating smell of his cologne.

“Let’s go.” He nodded his head toward the building before Nick followed his employer up to the twenty-fifth floor.

“Lock the door, Carlos.” Sal took off his tie and started unbuttoning his dress shirt.

“Of course.” Nick did as he was told, noticing that there were three locks and a deadbolt on the door.

“All that socializing made me work up a sweat.” He took his shirt and tie off, setting them on the back of the couch. “Why don’t you go down the hall and start the shower?”

The shower? Nick rose his eyebrows. Did he just say the shower? “The shower?” He walked toward his boss as he watched him undo his dress pants.

“Did I stutter?”

“No. The shower it is.” He gulped and made his way down the hall, peeking into each doorway until he reached a large tiled room with a walk-in shower. He flipped the light switch on and noticed that the stone tile was a slate gray, much more modern than the rest of his old-school apartment.

Nick walked into the cavernous corner and turned the dial to the left, reaching his hand out to feel the temperature of the stream. Lukewarm, he was amazed it became tepid that quickly on the twenty-fifth floor. He remembered showers on the sixth floor of his building taking twice as long to get less than freezing.

“You’re gonna get your clothes all wet, Carlos.” Sal appeared in the doorway completely naked, two towels in his hand.

“Wow.” He took in the vision of his larger, darker counterpart as he approached him. He felt his dick start to twitch as he stared at Sal’s appendage swaying in between his legs.

“You should take them off.” Sal winked at him before setting the towels on the countertop. He turned and walked into the shower, running his hands through his hair.

Nick almost lost himself for a moment as he watched the drops of warm water fall onto Sal’s face and neck. Steam came off of his body as he rubbed the clear liquid onto his perfectly hairy chest.

“You coming in here, or am I gonna jerk myself off?” He looked Nick up and down.

Jesus, he’s direct. Fuck. He undid the buckle on his belt and started unfastening his pants. He felt like his erection was going to break the zipper on his slacks if he didn’t take them off fast enough.

Sal smirked as Nick finished disrobing in front of him. He poured a drop of body wash onto his hand and rubbed it into his chest as Nick kicked off his shoes. He massaged it into his stomach, bringing attention to just how toned his torso was, before sliding his hand between his legs.

Nick stepped into the stream of water in front of Sal, trying his best to anticipate his needs. He felt the warm water curl his hair as he touched his boss’ shoulders, chest and stomach. Beautiful brown skin laid over thick taut muscles as his fingers studied the texture of his pores. He smoothed his palms over the soapy bubbles on his hands, and took over for Sal as he stroked his ridiculously large member.

He pulled his skin toward him, the soap and water making the motion that much easier. He felt a hand on his cock, gasping at the warm and wet contact as he looked up at him. A knowing look graced Sal’s handsome face before his lips pressed against his.

Sal pushed him against the stone tile wall, stroking him as droplets of water fell in between their fervent and hungry mouths. He growled into him, his other hand making its way up into Nick’s jet black curls and pulling.

“Ah!” Nick yelped as he pulled.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted you, Carlos?” He let go of his dick and spun him around. “How many times I’ve thought about you?”

Sal kept his grip on Nick’s hair as he kissed the back of his neck. His teeth pulled on the skin between his face and shoulders as his other hand slid between his cheeks. Large, soapy fingers opened him up before one of them pressed inside of him.

“No,” Nick moaned, trying to look back. Instead, Sal’s grip on him was so tight that his cheek was pressed against the wall as he stared at the image of them in the full-sized mirror. Of course he had a full-sized mirror aimed directly at the walk-in shower. He probably did this all the time. He was probably one of many that got taken to the shower to be ravaged against the wall.

“I’ve thought about this…” he slid another finger inside of him, expanding that tender muscle Nick had never had explored before. “Since you first walked in that door with your backwards cap on and those stupid earrings in your ears.”

He thrusted his fingers so deep inside that Nick cried out, his neurons firing at a rate he didn’t think was possible. In and out, over and over again, he felt his ass being stretched as his pleasure center continued to send blissful signals up into his brain.

“That’s good.” Nick managed to mutter against the tile. His let out a small sigh as he watched Sal take his fingers out of him.

“You think that was good?” He stroked his erection up against his cheeks, finally letting go of his hair and setting a hand on his shoulder. He looked over at Nick and smirked as he watched his every move in the reflective glass.

“Then you’ll love this.” He whispered, pushing himself inside of him.

Nick couldn’t speak, he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t make a sound. That feeling he knew he wanted for so long was finally taking over. The feeling of unguarded truth washing over his body as Sal pushed his balls up against his cheeks. The feeling of freedom, of no more pretense or fake backstories flooded his mind as Sal’s cock invaded his ass. He didn’t need to pretend anymore: that he was straight, that he was Carlos, that he wasn’t a cop. He was just himself in this moment, and he had never been happier.

He grabbed onto the soap holder that was built into the wall as Sal pulled his hips into his. The insane feeling of him pushing in and pulling out was something he never knew he needed until now. Sure, he had messed around with a few guys in college, but he had never gone this far with anyone.

Nick leaned his head back as he rocked into Sal’s sweet and steady rhythm. He let his hand fall between his legs to find his cock as it bobbed up and down with each thrust. He let the soapy water aid in this rhythmic motion between the two of them; moaning as Sal’s hands found both of his hips and pulled deeper, harder.

“Oh my God, Sal.” He pushed back against his employer, feeling him deep in his guts. “Fuck, that feels good.” He started to stroke himself as his thrusts became faster, his grip on the soap holder threatening to rip it off the wall.

“God, Carlos,” Sal’s fingertips pressed indents into the little adipose tissue Nick had on his body. He pounded even faster inside of him, mercilessly reddening his asscheeks as he watched himself disappear inside his hired muscle. “You’re mine now, you hear me?” His breath hitched.

“Yeah.” Nick whispered, feeling himself coming close.

“Say it. Say that you’re mine.” He leaned over Nick’s back and whispered in his ear.

“I…” Nick couldn’t help himself. He felt his eyes roll back into his head as Sal pushed himself even deeper inside of him. He felt his calves start to twitch, his thighs start to shake. “I’m yours.”

He felt his balls contract with the last stroke of his dick, and the sweet release of his thick white liquid coming all over the wall. He cried out as Sal pulled him upward, kissing his neck and cheek as he unloaded inside him. He breathed heavy as he looked over at their reflection in the mirror.

“Damn right you are.”

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Carlos de Columbia

Here you go, Anonymous. I was writing this simultaneously with the Dodds/Amaro Fic, and this just happened to finish itself first. I’m sorry.

Nick Amaro x Original Male Character

Warning: NSFW

Note: This male character is based off of Bobby Cannavale, because I’m trying to quit him, but it just won’t happen. 

Tags: @stunningstasis @hardcore-flower @fortheloveofallthingsraul @chasing-vvaves @chmedic @unfortunately-isserley @dominick-carisi-jr @amaroforpresident @smalldiosa @hot-cheeto-nevada @acutecupidity @lucifersass @skittle479 @sonnshineandrainbows @bullet-prooflove

Sal stood up and waved his hand at his men, shooing them away. “Not you, Carlos.” He looked up at him from his desk. “You stay… have a drink with me.”

Have a drink with him? Just him? In his office? Was he serious? In his six months undercover as Carlos, Nick had never been alone in a room with Sal.

“Do you like gin?” He walked over to the bar cart against the wall.

“Y...yeah…” Nick stammered.

Oh God, he’s found him out. He found out that he’s a cop somehow, and he’s going to murder him right here in this office. Does he have a gun in the bar cart? In his desk? Is it hidden somewhere on his person? Nick looked his boss up and down without trying to be too obvious.

“You really need to loosen up a little… relax.” He brought two gin and tonics over to where he was standing.

“Sorry Sir, old habits,” He took the glass from his boss and took a sip. It tasted like gin, no traces of anything other than what belonged in the signature drink. He took another sip and smiled at Sal. Maybe he wasn’t going to kill him after all. Maybe he was just going to test him.

“Old habits leave little room for growth…” He put the glass to his lips, taking a quick swig. “No opportunity for new experiences.” He licked his lips as a drop of gin landed on them, his chocolate brown eyes locking onto his. He placed his other hand on Nick’s shoulder, squeezing the taut muscles in the base of his neck.

Nick let his eyelids fall halfway down, his black lashes obstructing his view of the man in front of him. Sal’s hand was strong, his thick fingers pressing and rubbing the tension out of his right side. He’d be lying to himself if he said that it didn’t feel good; that he hadn’t wondered what Sal was like when he let his guard down.

He’d seen Sal kill a man with a broken beer bottle, set someone on fire, shoot them point blank in the forehead, and beat someone else to death with his bare hands. There was no doubt in Nick’s mind that if he wanted to choke him out here and now, that he would. He could use anything: his tie, his hands… it wouldn’t matter. No amount of martial arts or police training could counter Sal’s sheer size and ferocity. Or maybe Nick just didn’t want them to.

“You’re a good man, Carlos.” Sal gave his shoulder one last squeeze and let go. He finished his drink in one final gulp and started back towards his desk. “And good men are hard to find.” He set his drink on the coaster of his work station and sat next to it, pushing his cup of pens toward the middle of his desk.

“Thank you, Sir.” Nick said, following suit and chugging his cocktail. Jesus, this gin is bitter.

“Sal.” He winked, scooting back on the desk. “You can call me Sal when it’s just us.”

“Yes, Sir.” Nick smiled and bit his lip. “Sorry… Sal.” He swallowed hard as he felt his boss’ eyes burn into him like hot coals. He wasn’t trying to kill him at all.

“Do you like working for me, Carlos?” He clasped his hands together and set them in his lap, spreading his legs as far as they could go.

“Of course I do.” He cleared his throat, finally realizing what he wanted. “I can’t imagine doing anything else.” He started slowly towards Sal, his fingers barely holding onto the empty glass at his side.

“Really?” Sal straightened his back, sitting up higher as Nick approached. “So you want to keep your boss happy, then?”

“Yes.” Nick had been warned about relationships within cover assignments. He took a crash course about fear, and how bonding with people during that time can usually lead to a false sense of love or affection. He didn’t love Sal, but he was definitely attracted to him. His endorphins were always pumping through his veins when he was around him, his hair standing on end when he stood close. And now this.

“Would you do anything I asked?”

“Yes.” Nick whispered, stopping in between Sal’s legs. “Anything.” He placed his glass on the desk behind him, giving him an excuse to press his hips into Sal’s folded hands.

Sal closed his eyes as his lips parted. He felt Nick start to grow against his praying hands as he moved them up between his legs. His black dress pants held him back, but Sal could tell that he had a lot to offer. He unclasped his hands and cupped Nick’s balls with his palm, slowly sliding it up his now fully erect shaft. He opened his eyes and looked at his hired muscle. A confident smile crossed his beautiful, plump lips as he rocked his hips into his grasp.

“Get on your knees.” Sal whispered.

Right. Of course. Why did he think he would ask for anything else? Nick took in a deep breath as Sal stroked him through his pants, pulling and tugging with a grip unmatched by any woman he’d encountered before. He sighed and reluctantly did as he was told. He felt the warmth of his hand leave his crotch as he knelt down before him.

“Good boy.” Sal smiled, standing up. “Take off my pants.”

Nick looked up at him and nodded, undoing his belt buckle before unfastening his gray slacks. His erection rivaled his own… darker, thicker, longer. Jesus Christ, it was a monster just like him. No wonder he walked and talked like he did. He could have anyone he wanted, and today he was lucky enough to want him.

Nick licked his lips before praying to God that he remembered some techniques from college. What if he wasn’t any good? What if he couldn’t make him come? What if he isn’t satisfied with him, and decides to snap his neck? No, he can’t think like that. Stay in the moment, Nick, just do to him what you like having done to yourself. It isn’t that difficult.

“Don’t be shy now.” Sal ran a hand through Nick’s jet black curls, pulling him in a little closer.

Nick opened his mouth and licked a perfect circle on the tip of his penis. He slid his hand down the crack of his ass, tracing a line from his backside to just under his balls. He pressed his knuckle into the muscle between his two organs, drawing out a quick gasp from his employer.

Nick smiled as the bigger man hissed and bit his lip, looking down at him with those sultry eyes. He opened his mouth wider, sliding his lips and tongue across most of his length. He tasted like anyone else, despite his power and intrigue.

“That’s it, Carlos.” Sal breathed out, barely whispering his words. “Use that pretty little mouth of yours.”

Nick wrapped his fingers around Sal’s base, using his saliva as lubrication to squeeze up and down. He played his boss’ dick like a trombone, sucking and stroking as different sounds came out of his mouth. He kept his pace strong and steady, feeling his hips press into his mouth with every other stroke.

Sal’s thighs were drenched with spit and sweat as he pressed himself into Nick’s throat. That tongue that often got him into trouble was getting him out of any future predicament he may find himself in. Sal tugged on his onyx locks as he unhinged his jaw and took him all the way to the back of his throat.

“Oh, fuck, kid,” he bellowed, feeling himself start to twitch.

Nick knew he was close to coming undone, and started fondling his balls as he slicked his shaft with more spit. He kept his eyes on him while he took his entire length into his mouth. His fingers juggled his balls back and forth as his tip had a boxing match with his uvula. The sound of fluid and skin sliding into each other echoed in the otherwise empty office.

“Jesus!” Sal pulled Nick’s head against him, forcing him to gag on his appendage as he released his orgasm into his mouth. His muscles clenched tight with his release, sending his eyes rolling back into his head.

His grip on Nick’s head slowly loosened as his eyes fluttered open. His thighs twitching, his chest heaving, he looked down at his employee. He licked his lips and let go of his hair.

“Thank you.” Sal muttered, leaning back against his desk.

Nick swallowed the last of his semen and licked his lips. He took his time standing up, making sure not to ruin any power dynamic Sal was still trying to play.

“You can go now.” Sal pulled up his pants and started fastening his belt. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Nick rose his eyebrows in exasperation. “See you tomorrow.”

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Law & Order: SVU Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Nick Amaro/Reader, Nick Amaro/You Characters: Nick Amaro Additional Tags: Spanking, Anal Play, Nick in his Patrol Uniform Amirite?!, Kissing, Biting, Handcuffs, Light Bondage, Alcohol, But not too much Alcohol, Doggy Style, Nick’s Lips Summary:

You need a ride home from a boring Bachelorette Party, and Nick is more than happy to oblige.

This is my first Nick fic. Forgive me. Thank you to @mrsrafaelbarba  for your character witness skills.

@sonnshineandrainbows @hardcore-flower @stunningstasis @barbabangme @amaroforpresident @barba-booty @fortheloveofallthingsraul

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Law & Order: SVU Masterlist

Rafael Barba x Female Reader

Surprise

A Hero’s Welcome 

Nick Amaro x Female Reader

Lost Time

Whatever You Want

How Was Your Day?

Keep A Straight Face

Nick Amaro x Original Male Character (Channeling Bobby Cannavale)

Carlos de Columbia

Part 1     Part 2

Sonny Carisi x Female Reader

Some Kind of Love

Let me Stay

Mike Dodds x Female Reader

Hot Hot Heat

Call Me Michael

You’re Freezing

Mike Dodds x Nick Amaro

In the Ring

Amanda Rollins x Sonny Carisi

You Don’t Get It

Partner

Amanda Rollins x Sonny Carisi x Nick Amaro

Reunion

Sonny Carisi x Charles Boyle (Brooklyn 99)

Cooking Class

Rafael Barba x Raymond Holt (Brooklyn 99)

I Disagree

SVU Quad x Trouble in the Heights Crossover

Bad Bitch

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Hey guys,

I haven’t forgotten about your requests! I’ve been held hostage by Gyp Rosetti and my Statistics class this week, and math is hard. I’m going to write a fic about him to purge him from my soul and move on.

I hope you like Italian Mobster Power Bottoms. Cheers.

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Damn I forgot how hot Nick Amaro was he was actually the guy who got me into fan fiction reads in the first place like I didn’t know what imagines or drabbles was so imagine teen me having a crush going through tumblr and finding “imagine Nick Amaro making out with you in his car” I was like wtf is this… from there I discovered fan fiction reads someone should’ve warned me it’s addictive lol.

I remember getting the same way with Barba when I found Tumblr. I was like WTF are these asks, what does Y/N mean. It was like stepping into another world!

OMG yea when I found the first smutty one I was like what is this....

Then...

Can I write this?

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Updated, y’all!

Fan Fiction Masterlist

AMC’s The Walking Dead

You’re The Boss (Multiple Chapters)

Fast and Loose

Blinded by the Light

Marvel’s The Punisher

Take Care  Part 1  Part 2

Secondary Location (With Rosa Diaz)

NBC’s Hannibal

Anticipation is a Powerful Thing

Control

HBO’s Boardwalk Empire

Blind Tiger

Poker Face

Farmer’s Daughter

Only I Do That

Fox’s NBC’s Brooklyn 99

Are You My Contact? (With Sonny Carisi)

I Always Fight Dirty (With Mike Dodds)

Fast and Loose (With Negan)

Rafael Barba x Reader

Surprise

A Hero’s Welcome

Nick Amaro x Reader

Lost Time

Whatever You Want

How Was Your Day?

Keep A Straight Face

Nick Amaro x Original Male Character (Based off of Bobby Cannavale)

Carlos de Columbia

Part 1 Part 2

Sonny Carisi x Reader

Some Kind of Love

Let Me Stay

Sonny Carisi x Original Male Character (Also based off of Bobby Cannavale :?)

Big Boy Suit

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

You Don’t Get It

Partner

Amanda Rollins x Sonny Carisi x Nick Amaro

Reunion

CROSSOVERS:

Sonny Carisi x Charles Boyle

Cooking Class

Rafael Barba x Raymond Holt

I Disagree

A ‘Trouble In the Heights’ and SVU Crossover Event:

Bad Bitch

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I need more of this pairing!!!! @manhattan-99 Please say we will see more!

Carlos de Columbia

Here you go, Anonymous. I was writing this simultaneously with the Dodds/Amaro Fic, and this just happened to finish itself first. I’m sorry.

Nick Amaro x Original Male Character

Warning: NSFW

Note: This male character is based off of Bobby Cannavale, because I’m trying to quit him, but it just won’t happen. 

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Sal stood up and waved his hand at his men, shooing them away. “Not you, Carlos.” He looked up at him from his desk. “You stay… have a drink with me.”

Have a drink with him? Just him? In his office? Was he serious? In his six months undercover as Carlos, Nick had never been alone in a room with Sal.

“Do you like gin?” He walked over to the bar cart against the wall.

“Y…yeah…” Nick stammered.

Oh God, he’s found him out. He found out that he’s a cop somehow, and he’s going to murder him right here in this office. Does he have a gun in the bar cart? In his desk? Is it hidden somewhere on his person? Nick looked his boss up and down without trying to be too obvious.

“You really need to loosen up a little… relax.” He brought two gin and tonics over to where he was standing.

“Sorry Sir, old habits,” He took the glass from his boss and took a sip. It tasted like gin, no traces of anything other than what belonged in the signature drink. He took another sip and smiled at Sal. Maybe he wasn’t going to kill him after all. Maybe he was just going to test him.

“Old habits leave little room for growth…” He put the glass to his lips, taking a quick swig. “No opportunity for new experiences.” He licked his lips as a drop of gin landed on them, his chocolate brown eyes locking onto his. He placed his other hand on Nick’s shoulder, squeezing the taut muscles in the base of his neck.

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Omg!!!!!

Carlos De Columbia: Chapter 2

Nick Amaro x Original Male Character (Salvatore) (Based off Bobby Cannavale)

Nick gets a lot closer with his employer.

Warnings: NSFW

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“Carlos can take me home.” Sal had told Luis, looking over at him and winking.

Nick had been sweating ever since. He had to be on his A game tonight; no, his A+ game. He couldn’t make any mistakes if he wanted their relationship to progress, or at the very least, stay the same. He pulled up to the curb of Sal’s apartment building, making sure not to scrape the rims of the tires. The last person that did that wasn’t able to walk very well the next day.

He knew being undercover called for him to be on his toes one hundred percent of the time; one little slip up, and he could get killed. The closer he got to someone on an assignment, the more opportunities he had to slip up. Becoming physically intimate with someone was a good way to earn their trust and get information, but it was also a good way to get your balls cut off.

He couldn’t stop thinking about the other day in Sal’s office; the way he tasted as he slid down the back of his throat and practically ripped his hair out of his head. He knew that he was skating on thin ice with a man like Sal, but he had to stay in his good graces.

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