#carmen x sonny carisi

[nobitchs-world]

When y/n gets too annoying to the point you want to stop reading

[nophunleague]

stare decisis: chapter two - amarum

amarum: latin for bitter

masterlist

wc: 1,033

rafael barba x original female character

“Carmen, can you get me the witness statements for-” Quinn starts to ask as she rushes into her office with cup of iced coffee in hand. 

“The photographer case? What we have of the DD-5s from the detectives are on your desk. Mr. Barba is at the precinct now,” she explains. 

“Remind me to thank him for the invite,” she huffs rhetorically as she enters her office. She shuts the door behind her and throws her work bag on the arm chair that sits right inside the door. Two months she’s been in Manhattan and she’s still getting the cold shoulder from the squad and her supposed co-counsel. She dials his cell from her office phone while she glances over the reports from the detectives. He picks up a few rings in. 

“Barba.”

“You’re not seriously thinking about filing charges are you?” she asks and can almost hear his eyes rolling through the phone. Her right hand rests on the desk with a pink gel pen in it on a blank legal pad, willing and ready to take notes.

“I thought you would think better of me,” he smirks and mouths her name to Olivia. 

“I don’t and that’s how I know you’re still helping the squad cook up some convoluted plan to get this guy,” the smirk is wiped right off his face, it was like she had read his mind. 

“They either do it with legal counsel observing or the start violating constitutional rights with reckless disregard,” he lowers his voice as he walks into the breakroom of the precinct.

“Or you’re there and they violate someone’s rights and then you’re also named in the lawsuit. I don’t think the city’s malpractice insurance covers rights violations,” she huffs.

“I appreciate your concern but I’m doing this,” he grunts and hangs up the phone. She sighs angrily. She’s been co-counsel to Barba for three months and they’ve been at each other’s throats constantly. This time she’s actually looking out for him and he’s continuing to brush her off. 

She works the rest of the day quietly, Barba is in and out of his office, leaving her out of the game all day. 

***

Quinn’s boring and quiet day came to an end later that night while she sat on her couch watching trashy reality television. At a pivotal point in the episode her phone rings next to her, she picks it up with her eyes still glued to the TV. 

“Mac, you won’t believe what happened today,” she says without a second thought. As she’s about to continue speaking she’s interrupted by an unexpected voice.

“Miss Brady, it’s Sonny Carisi. Sorry to call you so late,” she sits up straighter from her slouched couch position. 

“Oh Carisi, what’s up? Barba off playing poker with the Governor?”

“Actually ma’am, he doesn’t know I’m calling you. But I think you should come down to the precinct. Fin arrested the perp tonight while UC.”

“He did what?” she all but shouts into the phone, she can feel Carisi’s painful cringe through the device. “I’ll be right there,” she seethes as she stands up from her spot on the couch. 

The ride to the precinct is short and grueling. Only because Quinn attempts avoids any human interaction as a way to spare them from her anger. Steam is essentially blowing out of her ears as she enters the squad room and sets her sights on her co counsel. Her gaze almost as fiery as the color of her hair. Olivia Benson watches as he almost shrinks into the waist code he’s wearing. 

“Are you fucking serious?” she seethes in front of the whole squad, not bothering to excuse herself and Rafael from the group. 

“What are you doing here?” he asks, looking her casually clothed self up and down. She’s donned in loose fitting blue jeans and an oversized white button up; like she just walked off the set of a nineties movie. 

“I just had a feeling you were going to let them do something unbelievably stupid. And look, I was right,” Sonny takes note of her lack of disclosure as the the actual reason she showed up, he likes to think it was to spare him rather than to make her look good. “I told you to specifically not to do this and here we are.”

“No offense counselor, but you’re not his boss, nor are you ours,” Olivia speaks up removing her reading glasses to make eye contact.

“You’re right, but when we’re all named in the lawsuit for constitutional rights violations; it has consequences, career consequences,” her eyes narrow at every team member. Barba’s smirk is stamped on his face before he even speaks.

“Sounds like you have experience counselor.”

“I was a federal attorney after 9/11, yeah I’ve heard about constitutional rights violations,” she says straight faced. “What do you plan on doing now that you’ve arrested a man with no evidence of wrongdoing?”

“Do what we do best: investigate,” Amaro shrugs his shoulders. She rolls her eyes at him then looks to Barba again.

“We need to talk. Now,” she leads them to the secluded locker room. As soon as the door shuts she’s laying into him again. “How can you not see how bad this is? How did you let them violate him with no evidence? What were you thinking?”

“Okay, I know this is bad, but there’s some compelling information. Fin arrested him in a sterile torture chamber that had been soundproof. The things he said he wanted to do on those message boards are downright awful. And I was thinking that the kids he’ll hurt in the future need to be saved,” he calmly explains while holding her green eyes captive with his. Her breath hitches in her throat before she’s able to blink free. 

“While that is noble of you, it is not legal. And we’re supposed to be co counsel and you left me in the dark. Now we’re both in this mess and the DA is going to be pissed. We can’t keep going on like this, you have to loop me in.” She grunts then removes herself from the room with a huff.

[collecting-stories]

Misc. Masterlist pt. II

This Masterlist is for fandoms that I've only written a handful of fics for.

Chase Graves  Trust Issues | Zombie Killer

Lowell Tracey  Flirt

Carmen Berzatto Blueberry BBQ | Strawberry Gazpacho | Peaches & Cream

Sonny Carisi 2am | Feels

Series

Not in Chronological Order - sonny x reader

Logan Echolls  Alternaprom

Garcia Flynn Puzzles

Tom Davidson Question…? | Cowboy Like Me

Tyler Townsend Home Game

Leo West Mykonos

Fezco Fire Starter pt. 2 | Party Dress | Ride | Birthday

Camera Roll Series

Fezco | Lexi Howard | Cassie Howard | Rue Bennett | Kat Hernandez | Maddy Perez | Jules Vaughan

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Teen Wolf

Isaac Lahey Haunted House

[dynowrites]

Fake Dating

Day 16

Pairing: Carmisi

Word count: 627

“Sonny, are you sure about this? Your parents are going to realize this isn’t real?” Carmen asked as Sonny pulled up to his parents house in his truck. As he parked, he let out a sigh.

“I’m pretty sure. I know my parents wouldn’t think Amanda and I were together since she’s pregnant. I can’t thank you enough for this, Carmen. Really. I owe you one.” Sonny said as he shut the truck off and got out before helping Carmen out. As they got to the door of Sonny’s parents house, they both inhaled slowly before entering the house.

“Uncle Sonny!” A few of Sonny’s nieces and nephews screamed as they ran at him. He smiled at all of them as he was attacked in hugs. Carmen smiled as he saw a woman come from the living room smiling at her and Sonny.

“I’m so glad you could make it, sweetie! Is this the girl you told me about? I’m Dahlia, Dominick’s mother.” Dahlia said as she hugged Carmen tightly. Carmen slowly hugged back as Sonny chuckled.

“Sorry, I forgot to tell you she’s a hugger. Where’s pop? In the kitchen?” Sonny said as he pulled his jacket off and took his and Carmen’s too hang them up.

“Yes he is. Can you go help him and Tommy?” Dahlia said as she grabbed Carmen and dragged her to the living room where Sonny’s sisters were.

“It looks like Sonny brought a girl.” Teresa smirked over at Gina as Gina turned to look at Carmen.

“So, how long have you and Sonny been together?” Gina began her questioning. Carmen looked at the woman before she began to answer the string of questions. After a few minutes, Sonny came into the living room as Carmen shot him a look of help.

“Can you two stop asking her questions? Dinner’s almost ready.” Sonny said as he walked over to Carmen and held her hand out to her. He helped her stand and pulled her close against him in a hug.

“Thanks.” She said as she smiled up at Sonny. He smiled back before slowly pulling away from her.

“You’re welcome. You alright with a glass of wine with dinner?” Sonny asked as he walked to the dining room where Dom Sr and Tommy were setting the table with the food. Carmen nodded as she sat in the chair Sonny pulled out for her.

The dinner went well. The family talked about everything. After dinner, the kids all played around while the adults sat in the living room to talk. Everyone was trying to get to know Carmen before Sonny noticed it was time to go. The two hugged his family tightly before they headed to his truck to go home.

“Thanks for tonight, Carmen. Really. My parents kept asking me at Thanksgiving why I didn’t have a girl yet.” Sonny laughed as he leaned against the side of his truck with Carmen. She smiled brightly up at him.

“You’re welcome, Sonny. Your family is so nice. I wouldn’t mind spending another day with them. Maybe New Year's?” Carmen teased. Sonny’s eyes sparkled with a bright smile.

“I’d love that, Carmen.” Sonny said. Carmen looked up at Sonny with a large smile. Sonny stared at her and slowly licked his lips before leaning down to kiss her softly. Carmen pressed herself against Sonny some before slowly pulling away from the kiss.

“Do you.. want to come to my place for a bit? Have a drink or two?” Sonny offered as he opened the door to his truck. The woman nodded as she carefully climbed in.

“I’d love to.” Carmen said as she buckled up as Sonny closed the door before walking to his side of the truck and starting it up.

[carisi-dreams]

Ship and kiss prompts …because they’re running out of time. cartel!au

I filled this with peter/carmen! hope you don’t mind :) but feel free to drop another prompt for this verse if you want more miguel/sonny

“I’ve got to go,” Carmen tried again as she pulled back from Peter’s lips.

He hummed a noise of understanding, but his hands didn’t loosen their grip from her hips.

“You’ve got to go,” she tried this time.

He smiled and kissed her again and she resisted for a moment before sinking into it. The lunch he’d brought her was still sitting on her desk in a brown bag. She had a feeling it was something fancy. He always brought her fancy things, like he thought she needed to be wooed. First had been a bottle of wine that she was pretty sure had come from Sonny’s precious collection. She still didn’t know what he had done in order to get that. Next had been shoes, her size exactly even though they’d never once discussed her shoe size, in a buttery leather with a red sole. She had been eyeing them for weeks and when she’d opened the box she’d been immediately concerned that he had some how gotten past her security and into her internet history. He claimed lucky guess, and she hadn’t found anything suspicious in her systems, but she’d upped her security just the same. Then had been the dinner, on a yacht at sunrise. Now lunch in her office. She was beginning to wonder how much time he dedicated to being Sonny’s head of security the way he seemed to always be thinking of her.

He deepened the kiss further, backing her up to the edge of her desk and when she sat down on it leaning down to cup her face with his hands. Peter kissed like he was tasting his favorite ice cream. He was methodical and usually unhurried, single focused and amorous. It was nice. It was more than nice and the idea of dropping Sonny as a client passed through her mind again. They were playing with fire.

“I’ve got to go,” Peter husked as he pulled away and took a step back. His lips were swollen and pink and she smiled at what counted as ‘mussed’ for him. It was nice to know she would be the reason his lips were tingly, no doubt he’d run his fingers over the bottom one absently like he usually did when he was thinking.

“That’s what I said,” she teased. His hands were still cupping her face and she turned to kiss his left palm before pushing him away slightly as she stood.

She rounded her desk to put some space between them, but couldn’t keep the smile off of her face. The carpet ate up the sound of him slowly backing away and she noticed that the shoes he was wearing matched the leather of the ones he had bought her perfectly. She shook her head and sat down at her desk as she watched him inch towards the door.

“Thank you for the lunch, Mr. Stone.”

A mischievous smile played around the corners of her mouth and when he groaned she showed her teeth.

“You know what it does to me when you call me Mr. Stone,” he chastised even as his eyes lit up.

“I know. That’s why I do it.”

“Tease.”

“Just something for you to think about as you go about your day,” she laughed.

He shook his head at her and with a wink was out of the door.

[sofuckingchuffed]

Happy and Fluffy Carmisi

Carmen had never imagined she could fall in love. Not really. She was far too independent for that. She loved her own space, loved escaping from people and just being alone; with nature, in her apartment, in a crowded space with her headphones on. Solitude was a comfort, one she didn’t think she’d ever be willing to give up.

When she’d started dating Sonny Carisi she thought perhaps she was making a mistake. He loved to talk, loved being around people, loved to socialize, to join in, to be a part of something. He was outgoing and extroverted and the complete opposite of Carmen. She liked him well enough, but that was it. She liked him, she didn’t want to hurt his feelings when this inevitably ended.

She surprised herself by continuously thinking of Sonny when she would normally want to be alone. She surprised herself by wanting his arms around her when she was sad. She surprised herself by texting him every time something good happened. The more time she spent with him, the more she wondered if perhaps she’d chosen right after all. Perhaps a part of liking someone, really liking someone, was wanting to share your aloneness with them.

It was late one night when it struck her. They were watching a movie, some old black and white Western that Sonny had insisted was good, but didn’t interest her in the slightest. So she’d allowed her mind to wander as they lay together, legs a tangled mess as they sprawled out from opposite ends of the lounge.

It was like a lightning bolt, the way it hit her – she was in love with Sonny Carisi.

She couldn’t believe it had taken her this long, that she hadn’t seen it before. He’d said it to her so many times, just casually, like the words meant nothing, and it had never occurred to her to analyze her own feelings on the matter. She liked him, she liked being with him, and he dropped ‘I love you’s in a way she simply couldn’t. He loved freely and she seldom loved at all.

But once the realization had hit her it seemed so obvious. Her heart felt so full, so heavy and simultaneously light. Her chest seemed to ache with the weight of it, but it was a good ache, an ache that made her feel complete.

“Oh my God,” She whispered, eyes filling with tears.

Sonny turned his head to look at her, face pinching with concern when his eyes set on her. “What’s wrong?”

“I love you,” she said, burying her face in her hands as a laugh bubbled up from inside her.

“What?” Sonny sounded so confused as he huffed out what may have been a laugh of his own, pausing the movie to scoot further down the lounge to her end.

“I love you,” she repeated, face still in her hands as tears spilled from her eyes.

Gently, Sonny took her hands in his, pulling them away from her face so he could lift her chin. He looked confused, and just a little bit sad, like he wasn’t entirely sure how he was supposed to react.

“Why are you crying?”

She laughed, shaking her head a little as she wiped her cheeks. “I don’t know.”

“Okay, I’m just gonna assume those are entirely happy tears to protect my own ego.”

“They are,” she assured, leaning in to wrap her arms around his neck, drawing his face towards hers. “Entirely happy tears.”

She pressed her lips to his, a warmth spreading throughout her entire body. She cupped his head, deepening the kiss for his a moment before pulling back.

“Hold on,” Sonny said, lips still hovering near hers. “Are you telling me…are you saying you only just realized you love me?”

She nodded, grinning as she brushed their noses together.

“Wow,” he said with a laugh. “Like, I kinda assumed you’d already come to that realization.”

“I don’t love quite so freely as you,” she said softly, pressing their lips together.

“For the record,” he mumbled against her lips before pulling back to look her in the eyes. “I love you too.”

[cherrybarba]

Dandelions - R.B.

Pairing: Rafael Barba x Reader

Rating: PG13

Warnings: BRIEF SMALL TINY MENTION OF SUICIDE (not main character) mutual but oblivious pining, crushing, FLUFF

A/N: all !!! the !!! feels !!!

Based on the song Dandelions by Ruth B

"Maybe it's the way you say my name.

Maybe it's the way you play your game.

But it's so good, I've never known anyone like you ."

The whole squad knew you and Rafael liked each other, that much was for sure. It was obvious, with the flirty banter constantly echoing between the two of you. In fact, they were sure that everyone knew, except the two of you. The looks the two of you managed to sneak at one another when the other's back was turned made the squad's hearts swell. The problem was, the two of you were convinced that the other was just being overly nice. How could you not? A new detective and the star ADA? It was asking for trouble and paperwork that you were sure that neither of you wanted.

That didn't change Rafael's slight obsession with you from growing with every waking moment. You had a heart of gold, and your genuine kindness was one of the things that made you an asset to the team. You had a way with victims, your pure sunshine convincing even the most stubborn of them to confront their abuser in court. He admired how much courage you gave these women to share their story.

You of course were no better, with your favoritism for the man. You brought him coffee when he stayed late, even dinner if you had enough time to grab it. His assistant, Carmen, had picked up on this and eventually she figured out that the two of you liked each other. She made a point to grab your number and to text you if the man was having a particularly harsh day, in which you would swing by with coffee for the rescue. The squad had taken bets one day, trying to figure out when and which one of you would finally crack and admit it.

Carisi had taken the long bet, committing to over 6 months from that point and that it would be Barba. Liv and Amanda, the hopeful romantics, wagered on Barba spilling in 2-3 months. Fin, to everyone's surprise, bet on you in 2 weeks, hoping the two of you would just bonk already. They each placed twenty dollars into an envelope that got tucked into Olivia's desk and not another word was spoken about it, until 3 weeks later.

"And I see forever in your eyes

I feel okay when I see you smile."

This case had been especially hard on everyone. The weight of it, however, had fallen particularly hard on you. You had pushed and pushed the victim to testify, convincing her that it would help assuage her pain. She ultimately had, but the defense had torn her to shreds on the stand. After leaving the courtroom, the victim drove home and threw herself off the roof of her building. You had lost it when you reached the scene, convinced it was your fault. Carisi had to hold you up and drive you back to the precinct to calm down, too afraid to drive you home to be alone. Barba obviously had seen the whole thing, his heart shattering at the cries leaving your body.

He had made a point to return to the precinct with Liv to discuss what they were going to do from this point forward. When he entered, he saw you cuddled into Carisi's side, sipping on coffee, wearing police issued sweats. Rafael's heart was set aflame at the sight of you snuggled close with someone who wasn't him. That was supposed to be his job, and here was Carisi stealing the light from him. He didn't even get a chance to fight the urge before he rushed over to you two.

"(Y/N), are you okay? You know this isn't your fault," he rushed out.

You sighed deeply, beginning to reply before Sonny cut you off, "(Y/N)? Since when are you two on a first name basis?"

"I'm okay, Counselor, thank you. I just didn't expect her to do that. I really thought I had gotten through to her in the hallway after her testimony. I told her that she had nothing to worry about," your voice trailed off as the tears resurfaced in her eyes.

Carisi began rubbing your back again, trying to coach you through another episode. Barba drank in the sight, his eyes narrowing in anger. If he disliked the man before this incident, the hatred was only intensifying by the second. He huffed before muttering that he'd be right back and marching off into Liv's office.

Your eyes crinkled in confusion, dismissing the man's weird behavior as stress from the case. But, Carisi knew better, because he knew exactly what was running through Barba's head at the moment. Carisi excused himself, claiming to need to use the restroom, leaving you in your lonesome. It wasn't a few more minutes before Rafael had returned from your boss's office before taking a seat next to you. Unbeknownst to you, the ADA and Olivia had not been talking about the case, but rather, you.

"(Y/N), talk to me. Are you really okay," he asked softly, turning to you.

"Well of course not. This is at least partly my fault. I pushed her to her limit and then forced her in front of Buchanan. I did this to her," you muttered out, tears streaming down your face.

Rafael reached a shaky and nervous hand out to you, beginning to rub your back with just the pads of his fingertips. His heart hammered in his chest, sure that you were going to freak out at him touching you. You, much to his astonishment, relaxed into his touch, allowing his hand to make full contact with your back. You were just as nervous as he was, hoping that you weren't crossing some sort of line with the older man. He moved again, this time to move your hair out of your face. You looked up at him through your eyelashes, making eye contact with him.

The moment seemed so right to you, with him staring into your eyes. You knew that if you didn't take the chance now, that you were going to end up missing it all together. You leaned in slowly, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, letting yourself linger for a moment before pulling away. The look of pure shock on his face was enough to make you jump to your feet, mumbling an apology before rushing off to the bathroom, bumping into Carisi on the way. He looked down at your figure on the ground before you got up again and rushed off.

When Sonny reached the squad room, he saw Barba sitting still in shock in the spot Carisi had previously been. Carisi stalked over to the sitting man, a fury in his eyes.

"What the hell did you say to her Counselor," he questioned urgently, worried about his friend.

This snapped the counselor to reality, finally, "Which way did she go, Carisi?"

"What do you mean? She ran off towards the restroom. What happened?"

With this the ADA took off, running in the same direction you did. Carisi's eyes widened as he realized what was going to happen. He turned on his heel, stalking off towards the Lieutenant's office.

"Lieu, (Y/N) took off, and Barba actually ran after her. I mean he really took off. I think it's happenin'," He giggled like a child.

Liv simply smiled and nodded, "I hope that it does. I may have tried to talk some sense into him. I am just so tired of watching those two pine for each other."

You were pacing in the bathroom when Barba reached you. You were borderline blubbering to yourself when he opened the door. His heart clenched again at the sight, knowing that you were beating yourself up even more now. He stalked over to you before grabbing your face and staring into your eyes. Tears welled up in them as they again twisted in confusion at the man standing in front of you. He had come after you?

As quick as he walked over to you, he leaned down, fully connecting your lips to his. Rafael desperately held you close to him, kissing you with such passion you thought you were going to pass out. When he finally broke away he stared down into your eyes again before peppering your face with kisses. You giggled softly as they tickled your face.

Finally he huskily whispered to you, "How long?"

Without even asking for context, you answered, "For a very long time, Counselor."

He smiled before breathing out a simple, me too.

"Here why don't we go talk about this in a separate room. Not to be that person, but the bathroom isn't really that romantic," You whispered to him.

He nodded and allowed you to lead him out of the restrooms, towards what seemed to be an interrogation room. You guys were so wrapped up in each other you didn't see the squad staring at you two with looks of mixed approval and shock. When you finally reached the room you turned to him and he immediately kissed you again. You chuckled into it, pulling him into you as you sat down on the table in the room. The kissing deepened, his grip on the small of your back tightening. You broke the kiss slowly, pressing another one to his nose.

"Counse-," you began quietly.

"(Y/N), I think we're past the point of formalities, you can just call me Rafael. Now, I have something I need to say before you do," He spoke with a tone of adoration, "I never thought that I would be able to have feelings for anyone after what my ex-girlfriend put me through. You really shook my life up, in the best way possible."

You nodded for him to continue.

"I think you are the one for me, cause it gets so hard to breathe when you're looking at me," he breathed out, a nervous quality in his voice, "I've never felt so alive and free."

"Well, Rafael, I feel the same," you smiled at the man, hoping to ease him into a calm state of mind, "When you're looking at me, I feel so happy."

He smiled at this and swooped you in for another kiss. You guys stayed in this embrace for a while, just basking in each other's presence. You almost didn't hear the soft knock at the door, you two springing apart and standing decently far away from one another. In walked Liv, a huge smile plastered on her face. She looked between the two of you knowingly, her smile widening as she took in the sight.

"You two do know that the whole squad watched you walk back here right? I just had to make sure you weren't 'confessing' on the table. Which you were," She chuckled.

A blush dusted itself over your cheeks, at the realization that indeed the whole squad had known about your crushes on each other. Rafael stumbled over his words for the first time, and Liv held a hand up to stop him, another chuckle leaving her lips.

"Don't even start Counselor, we knew long before this public display. You two really are extremely oblivious, did you know that?"

"Well, if I had known Olivia, I would've made my move a long time ago," the lawyer spoke.

She smiled cheekily before speaking again, "I won't keep you two. Just, don't have sex on the table please," with that she left the room.

You two shared a look, before sharing one more kiss and leaving the room behind her. You met the expectant faces of the squad, who all quickly turned to do something as the two of you walked in.

"Finally," Fin whispered to himself, neither of you catching him.

Just like neither of you saw Sonny slip the older detective an envelope full of money.

"And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime

And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine."

[melk917]

Kinktober Day 10: Hickey

Praise kink || Gagging || Hickey/biting marks

Summary: Carisi spots the ADA wearing something new.

Intended as a follow up to Seduction, but can be read as a stand-alone.

Paring: Rafael Barba x ???; Rafael Barba x Sonny Carisi (one-sided (?))

Day 10 of @the-purity-pen’s Kinktober

Masterlist

Previous Day (Angry Sex)

Next Day (Being Recorded)

It was late, very late, by the time Carisi finally made it to Barba’s office, completed DD5s in hand. Assuming he’d just drop them on Carmen’s desk with a note and be on his way, he was a little surprised to see light spilling from the opened door. Inside, the ADA was still bent over his desk, making notes on the pad in front of him. His tongue was poking out of the corner of his mouth as he paused, contemplating what was on the paper, before huffing and crossing out a few lines.

Honestly, Carisi shouldn’t have been surprised to find him there. Even if he thought the man was brilliant (and he did. Maybe.), none of it would get very far without hours of work to back it up. He must spend a lot of late nights in the office, ordering take out, drinking alone… concessions to make it more tolerable.

Tonight, the only concession to the hour was his state of dress, or lack thereof. At some point since Carisi had last seen the man in the squad room that afternoon, Barba had lost his jacket and vest. His tie was thrown carelessly to the corner of his desk, shirt open wide at the throat and his sleeves rolled up. It was the most undone Carisi had ever seen him. And given all that new skin on display, he couldn’t help it as his mind started to wander, eyes lingering on the man’s throat, his hands…

He must have made some sort of noise because Barba looked up, straightening a little in surprise. “Carisi… what brings you here so late?”

Carisi cleared his throat slightly, putting his fantasies back in the dark box in the back of his mind, and held up the file. “DD5s from earlier. I’m off tomorrow, so just wanted to drop them off. Make sure you had them before the weekend.”

Barba nodded and gestured to the chair in front of his desk. “Any issues? Changes?”

Carisi shook his head as he slid into the chair. “Nah, everything lines up with what they said before. Should make getting a deal a slam dunk, yeah Counselor?”

Barba rolled his eyes in response, and Carisi found his eyes drawn back to the man’s open collar. It cast a shadow across the hollow of his throat and Carisi’s breath caught. At first he thought it was a trick of the light, long shadows thrown from the single lamp on the desk, but when Barba shifted to lean back and swing his legs up, his collar gaped further and there was no denying it--there, standing out in stark relief at the base of his throat, was a hickey. And not a light, possibly unintentional bruise. A full-on, can’t keep your hands to yourself, staking a claim of ownership, desperate dark mark that someone had taken the time to work into his skin. Carisi flushed at the thought. Was that what the counselor was into? Were there other marks hidden under his expensive shirt? His trousers? He hadn’t realized the counselor was seeing anyone. Carisi tried to picture who it was that took the time to work that mark onto his throat, tasting the salt on his skin from a long day, breathing in the citrus and cedar of his cologne. Had Barba moaned as his partner used their lips and tongue and teeth to stake their claim? Had they? Was there someone out there wearing similar marks in the shape of Barba’s mouth?

Carisi shifted in his seat as he felt his cock stir at the images he was conjuring and shook himself. He dragged his eyes from the counselor’s open collar back up to his face and found Barba looking at him expectantly, eyebrow raised.

“You still here, Carisi?”

“Sorry, what?” Barba’s mouth curved into the hint of a smirk. “I mean, yes, yeah, uh, yeah I’m here.” Carisi’s voice cracked slightly on the end, and he flushed harder, caught in the act.

Barba was full-on smirking now. He swung his legs down, sitting up in his chair and leaning forward, collar shifting to hide the evidence (both to Carisi’s relief and disappointment). “Normally you’re hanging off my every word, detective. Careful…I’ll start to think you’re no longer dazzled by my incredible intellect.”

“I--no, that’s not it at all...I just…” Carisi’s watch vibrated, pulling his attention and breaking the tension. A text from his sister. He gave an audible sigh of relief at the distraction and winced. “Ah you know, Counselor, it’s late.” He showed off the face of his watch to illustrate his words, jumping up. He smoothed his suddenly clammy hands down his pants, shifting his hips in a way that he hoped was subtle and hid anything incriminating. “I’ll uh, let you finish up here. Get home to… you know. To get home.”

Barba leaned back to look up at him, eyebrows raised as Carisi stuttered and blushed his way through. Carisi held his breath, waiting to be called out, but instead Barba just hummed. “Yes, of course. It is late.” He turned back to his notepad, picking up his pen and waving off the detective. “You can just leave those files anywhere. I’ll take a look in the morning.”

Jesus Christ, he had forgotten about the DD5s and almost walked out with them. Dropping them in the corner next to the abandoned tie, Carisi turned to escape.

“Have a good night, Carisi.” Barba rumbled from behind him, voice low and dark, and Carisi could swear he heard the man chuckling at him as he nodded stiffly and fled.

[kayleezra]

Caught by Carisi // (Rafael Barba x Reader)

Rating; PG

Word Count; 880

Summary; Carisi gets a glimpse of Rafi’s soft side with you.

Comments; fluff

You and Rafi have been together for the past 8 months. You met him in the court elevators. You had been working in homicide at the time and had just finished testifying. You transferred to SVU about 2 months after meeting Rafi, you were slightly surprised to him there. You had known he was an ADA but didn’t know he worked with SVU.




Sure, Rafi seemed like a sarcastic workaholic at first. While those this is true, you also learned and saw that he was much more. He’s a big softy, a family man and crazy romantic. The two of you enjoyed doing the small things for each other, the things that meant the most.




This morning Liv had sent you to Rafi’s office. Rafael had some paperwork that the squad was in need of, of course, you volunteered to make the journey. You grabbed a coffee and croissant for Rafi and a coffee for Carmen on your way there. You knew Rafi would be finished his first cup of coffee by now, and he also had a terrible habit of not eating at work which was all day. Normally, you’d call to let him know your coming so that he can get any documents prepared but, today you wanted to surprise him. Rafael knew someone from the squad would be dropping by to pick up this file anyway so it should already be ready. Once you were nearing Rafi’s office you smiled at Carmen.

“I got you this. Is he in?”, you ask while setting down her coffee.

“He is and thank you.”, she says in a kind yet shocked voice.




You don’t bother knocking, you walk in on Rafi writing some sort of legal document. He doesn’t even look up to see that it’s you, he simply assumes it’s Carmen.

“If that’s Judge Sussman, tell him he’s early and to wait please, Carmen.”

“Pfft. When is a judge ever early?”

Your voice snaps Rafi from his paper.

“Cariño, what’re you doing here?”, he says with a smile while standing from his chair.

“I wanted to surprise you.”, you say while setting his food and coffee on his desk. “Oh and Liv sent me to pick up the Petrov paper’s.”

The two of you share a quick hug and kiss before he returns to his chair. You lean on his desk in front of him, preventing him from continuing his work.

“I can’t stay long obviously, but I did bring you a snack and some liquid energy.”

“What did I ever do to deserve you? Hmm?”, he asks while pulling you onto him so you’re straddling him.

His arms are wrapped around your waist and yours loosely res on his shoulders and behind his neck. He looks up at you, he genuinely wants an answer.

“You loved me, mi Amor.”




The two of you had been so caught up in each other that you hadn’t noticed that Carisi walked in. When Carisi first laid eyes on you two he was shocked into silence and stillness. At first, he thought he had walked into a quickie. However, as he stood there he realized it was much more. He couldn’t help but notice the love in Barba’s eyes. Carisi was so used to the drive and frustration in Barba’s eyes. Yes, over time he’d notice the Barba’s eyes would soften when he saw you at the precinct, but this was much more.




“I know I’m one of many words. But, I’ve never been able to properly express how much I love you.”, said Rafael while pushing a piece of hair out of your face and behind your ear. “Your drive for justice, for your career, was the first thing I noticed about you in that elevator. While you hated the killer’s guts, you still kept a level head. I couldn’t get you out of my head, I still can’t. You make me feel alive. You’ve changed my entire perspective of the world for the better. Not only do I love you but I am in love with you.”

You can’t help but let a tear escape, which Rafi is quick to kiss away. “And I’m in love with you, Rafael Barba.”

Even though the two of you were smiling ear to ear, you placed a soft kiss on his lips. When you pulled back, Rafi’s eyes were wide and focused on something over your shoulder.




“Carisi?”, Barba’s voice boomed. You leapt out of Rafael’s lap and Carisi knew he had ruined the moment.

“I - uh. Liv, she uh”

“How long have you been there, Sonny?”, you ask in shock.

“I just came in I swear. Liv sent me because.”, he lifts a manila file with one hand and scratched the back of his neck with the other. He quickly walks to Rafael’s desk and leaves the file behind before running out the door like a scared mouse. You look back at Rafi.

“He was lying”

“I know, I’ll yell at him later. However, you should probably get back to work at the precinct.”

Rafi hands you the papers you were originally sent for. You slowly make your way to the door and just as your about to step lout Rafi’s voice stops you.

“Cariño? Te amo.”

“I love you too, Rafi.”

[navalcriminalimagines]

i’m entering @thatesqcrush Valentine’s Bingo!! It’s my first time and I hope this is good! It covers the “Oral sex” square! Enjoy!

Rafael Barba x Reader

Prompt: a very much needed drunk night turns into a hookup

Warnings: smut, drunk sex, oral sex (female and male receiving), p in v, fingering

Words: 4,223

sorry for the typos...

Drunk in love

Shutting you down and pushing you away was Rafael Barba’s new activity. Not that he wants to but he has to. He doesn’t know why or how he had let himself fall for you, especially since one of the first things he noticed on you was your wedding band. He never saw your husband but Elias - or whatever his name is - seems pretty real, and according to Mike Dodds, he’s “twice our size”. 

But god you’re so beautiful. And young, clever, nice, funny. You have everything a man can dream in someone, but somehow, you’re still very insecure about yourself. He sees it when you look at him or Liv for approval when you have a break in a case, or how you sometimes belittle yourself when the guys tease you. He knew how insecure you are when you blushed after he complimented you. He didn’t attend to at first, but when he saw you in the little green dress that showed off your curves so perfectly, he couldn’t help but to say, ”who’s that gorgeous woman and what have you done with my detective?”

Rafael still curses himself for saying so. You have been acting differently since then, you’re less talkative, more shutdown. You probably know now about his crush on you and you’re just keeping your distance. Just like he tried at first. 

But you’re one very stubborn woman. He could snap at you one day and you’d greet him the next one with a smile, like nothing happened. He hates you for it. You’re pulling up with him and he doesn’t know why. Why would you? He’s the worst. And you’re fucking married. 

Rafael hates to admit it, but he’s a little jealous of Mike Dodds and Sonny Carisi. Especially Mike. He knows partners have a very special relationship, that you have to trust each other with your lives. But he gets to hug you, spend so much time with you, to go out to bars or restaurants with you. He knows there’s nothing romantic in that relationship, but sometimes he wishes he’s the one you hug, out of nowhere. But he’s not. He’s just the weird and annoying ADA.

To stop thinking about you, Rafael Barba went back on tracks and met with a few people. Both men and women, it usually ends in a one night stand. And in the morning, he hates himself a little more because your face is the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes. One night, a woman stopped him mid-sex, “My name’s Jane, not Y/N,” she exclaimed. Then she dressed back up and left. 

There’s this woman he keeps seeing though. It’s mostly just sex, and he can’t complain about her talents in bed. Maybe he should take her on a date? Try to make this serious? Well, as serious as he can be, knowing that his world stops spinning every time he lays his eyes on you. He hates you. 

*****

“Could you cover for me tonight and perhaps tomorrow morning?” you asked Mike, as you two were on a stakeout. Technically, Mike is your superior, but he’s also your partner and you can trust him, with everything.

“Only if you tell him why,” he answered.

“Elias told me he has a work thing out of town. I need to check,” 

Mike already knows your doubts on your husband’s fidelity. It’s been building up for months now. Mike advised you to talk to him but you refused. You’re scared about what he may tell you.

“You’re finally following your doubts! Don’t you think talking to him would be better?”

“If I’m wrong, I’m gonna make a fool of myself,” you sighed, “And if I’m right-- I really don’t know how I’m gonna react, I can’t be facing him at that moment,” 

“Fine,” the sergeant isn’t convinced it’s the right thing to do, but he knows better than to fight with you on that. “Do you want me to come with you?” he offered.

“Thanks, but no,” you kissed his cheek and focused back on your job. 

*****

Your doubts and your fears become reality. Elias is cheating on you, with some gorgeous brunette, a little bit older than you. She looks like a model compared to you. And you can feel your heart breaking when he leans to kiss her passionately. It’s fucking real. You had doubts, but a part of you kept refusing to believe it. Elias was the man of your dreams, he’s your first love, your husband. You loved him with all your heart and he’s just-- a fucking asshole. 

You drove all night long, without any destination. You showed up late at work - Mike had covered for you - and you went on with your life.

You lied to Mike, telling him that you were wrong and Elias was really away for work. To Elias? You didn’t say anything. You didn’t want to face it for now. You didn’t want to hear some lame excuses, or blaming. You didn’t want him to break your heart a little more. So everyday, for weeks, you went home, slept beside him, answered when he was talking to you, barely returned his kisses. There was no sex though. Lack of sex had been the starting point of your doubts. You did get tested however. You didn’t know if he’s using protections with her, or if there are other women, or whatever, so you had to be sure you had no STD. Luckily you didn’t.

*****

Rafael is tired of how cold you’re with him. He doesn’t know if you’re the same way with the rest of the squad, but you’re with him and it’s pissing him off. If it’s because of his crush on you, he wished you’d say so, he’d lie by telling you he’s seeing someone and that whatever he felt for you, it’s gone. And the ‘relationship’ could go back to normal. 

Liv texted him to say you’re coming to get the warrant. He stopped working after he read the text. How can he bring it up to you? How can he throw the subject? Why is he that nervous anyway? Why does he care? You’re just a young detective he met a year prior. You don’t matter to him. You’re good at what you do, but in a few years, both of you will move on with your lives. And you won’t remember him. Ever. Why does he care?

“Hi Barba,” you entered his office after he told you to come in. He hates when you call him ‘Barba’. You usually go with his first name. Why did it change?

“Morning detective,” he answered, coldly, not looking up from his notepad. “Carmen should be back in five minutes with the warrant,” 

“K. Can I get a coffee?” 

He finally puts his pen down and looks up to you. You’re standing right across his desk, your hair is tied in a ponytail, you have those dark cargo pants that fit your curves so perfectly, and a blue NYPD sweater. “Can you wear that whenever you want?” he asked, pointing at your sweater. 

“My shirt is in the trash with the biggest coffee stain on it. I stole this from Mike,” 

It’s indeed a little loose for you. Your hands are mostly hidden in the sleeves and he can’t distinguish your breasts - not that he looks for it…

You move to the coffee pot and pour yourself a cup. You look over your shoulder, “Want some?” he nods and extends his empty cup to you. 

“I can wait outside if you want,” you said, after you drank the coffee faster than he ever did. 

“Take the couch, Y/N,” 

Once you sat on his couch, Rafael sighed, stood up and sat next to you. “Is there a problem?” he asked.

You looked at him, confused. “About?” 

“Me?” he offered. “I don’t know. Have I done something to upset you?”

You shyly smiled at that and Rafael’s heart melted. “It’s nothing to do with you, Rafael. I promise,” you briefly squeezed his hand and let it go. He wanted to grab it and never let it go.

“Then what is it? Something’s wrong with you,” 

“If someone told me you’d be the first to notice, I would have laughed,” you giggled.

“Hmm… should I be offended by that?” he raised an eyebrow. 

“You’re the outsider, you know. But we love you for that,” 

“I don’t know who’s “we”, but it’s certainly not the SVU squad,” he kept going before you answered, “What’s wrong, Y/N?” 

You took you a very long moment to say it. A moment during which Rafael forgot how to breath. He was expecting many things, but not this. After that, it all happened so fast. You cried and leaned to your side until your face hit his chest. Unsure at first, he finally wrapped his arms around your shoulders and hugged you. His nose got buried in your hair and he knew it was the scent he wanted to smell for the rest of his life. He felt your hand on his pectoral, turning into a fist on his shirt. “I hate him,” you cried. “But I’m scared,” 

“Scared of?” he softly kissed your hair.

“Being alone? Doing it all over again? Never meeting someone else?” you took a deep breath, “But I’m the most scared of why he did it,” 

“There are no excuses, Y/N. I know what it feels like, I know you’re blaming yourself, thinking that it’s your fault, but it’s not,” he softly pulled you away to grab your face in his hands. He ran his thumbs on your cheeks to take the tears away and forced you to look at him. “He doesn’t deserve you, he doesn’t deserve your tears,” 

You nodded at that and tried to regain control as you both heard Carmen’s heels. 

“Can I take you out for drinks tonight?” he offered before you left.

“Thank you, but I don’t want to be around people,”

“Ok, my place then?”

You nodded again, kissed his cheek and left with a shy “see you tonight”. 

*****

After leaving the precinct, you quickly stopped at your shared apartment to change clothes. Elias was there, drinking a beer and making dinner, as if everything was okay. You barely greeted him and walked to the bathroom. You took a quick shower, changed into high-waisted ripped jeans, dark crop top and a flannel shirt. You redid your makeup, and let your long hair drop on your shoulders. 

“Where are you going?” Elias asked, as you were putting your doc martens on. 

“Out,” you answered coldly. 

“I can see that. Work?”

“Nope,” you grabbed your keys. 

“Should I wait for you?”

“No, don’t,”

And you were gone.

Rafael is stressed. He doesn’t know what to expect from that night. Probably nothing, you’re broken-hearted, you just need a night to relax and either talk about it and completely forget. He will give you that. He will be a good listener, you’ll have his shoulder to cry on if needed. He turned down the woman he’s seeing to spend the night with you. He didn’t give explanations, just said he has to work. She just answered “K.”, maybe she’s upset but he doesn’t care much. 

When he opens his door, he forgets how to breath. You’re gorgeous in a very natural way. He lets you in his apartment, you’ve been there once, when you were his protection detail after he received death threats. You stayed up all night long to make sure he was okay and he felt so cared for, it warmed his heart in an unfamiliar way. 

“Beer?” he offered.

“No, scotch. I need something strong tonight,” 

You sit on his couch, tug your legs under your butt, just making comfortable. He comes back with two glasses of scotch, and offers you one. “I didn’t have time to cook but I ordered italian,” 

“Thanks but you shouldn’t have. I’m not hungry,” 

“If you don’t eat, you don’t drink. Your choice,” he smiled and you nodded. 

Rafael is doing his best to stay friendly and not flirty, but after his fourth glass, he doesn’t control himself as much. There are empty containers on the coffee table, the bottle of scotch is getting empty. You’re laying against him, your body is so close to his, he can feel your body heat and smell your scent. “Your husband is such a dumbass,” he said and you turned to face him. “I mean-- that guy is married to--you. And he’s cheating on you? How stupid does it make him?” 

“I’m not special,” you shrugged. 

“I’m talking to Y/N Y/L/N, right? Cause that woman is special,” 

“How so?” 

“This. You don’t even realize how amazing you are. You blush when you get a compliment, you’re a badass when you’re with a perp, but you’re always looking for approval when you have an idea. You’re so smart and nice, and beautiful, and sweet, and--”

Rafael stopped when he heard you giggle. He laughed too, because your laugh always does that to him. “How drunk are you, Rafael?” 

“Enough to tell you so, but no enough to lie about it,” 

“Maybe I should forgive him,”

“Wait, what? No!” Rafael exclaimed and sat straight. “He doesn’t deserve your forgiveness! Why would you do that?” he didn’t expect his voice to be this high pitched. 

“Because-- I won’t find someone else to put up with me,”

You sounded so dramatic, it made Rafael laugh. “You’re twenty seven, Y/N! You have so much time ahead,” 

“Maybe but-- I’m not easy to live with, Rafa. I’m annoying, I work all the time, I don’t cook, I’m not good in bed, I--”

“Wow,” he exclaimed again to make you stop talking. “Is this how he made you feel?” 

“No--yes. Maybe, I don’t know-- sex is… simple with him,” you paused, “But you probably don’t want to hear about my sex life,” you took a sip of your drink.

“I do. I mean-- it’s not about being good in bed. It’s about the connection, what two people are looking for,” 

“What are you looking for in sex?” 

“Depends. When it’s a one night stand, it’s mostly relief. Do I care about my partner’s pleasure? Yeah, sure but not as much as if I’m in love,” 

“I wonder what it feels like one night with Rafael Barba,” you had a grin on your face, teasing him. You were drunk, but so was he. 

“I can show you,”

Rafael didn’t expect you to react with a kiss, but you did. You awkwardly press your lips against his and Rafael froze for a second. But he deepened the kiss, cupping your face in his hand. He felt your tongue asking for access and he happily obliged. He laid down on the couch and you sat on his lap, never breaking the kiss. You feel like heaven. His hand settled on your bare skin between your jeans and your top before sliding under the crop top. Your hands did the same on his torso, sending shivers in his entire body. 

He noticed when you arrived but now he has the confirmation; you aren’t wearing any bra and you have your nipples pierced. He groaned loudly when he felt your breasts in his palms, which made you smile against his mouth. “Does it hurt?” he asked when he started to play with your nipples. 

“God no, I love it,” you sighed in pleasure. “Ever been with someone who has their nipples pierced?” 

“No,” he growled, “Can I?” he asked before sucking on your nipple. You nodded and he almost assaulted your breasts. Nipples pierced is fucking amazing. Especially yours. 

“I want to feel your skin,” you shyly requested and Rafael obliged. He let you take his tee-shirt off, tossing it on the floor. Your hands touched his body like he was a greek god. You kissed, sucked and bit his neck from a moment while he was softly thrusting his erection against your clothes center. 

Rafael doesn’t control himself or his pleasure when he’s drunk. He’s scared that he may come so fast you won’t enjoy this moment with him. He held you against him and took you to the bedroom. You both undressed each other before laying down on the bed. Rafael drunk you in. You, completely naked on his bed. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. He briefly kissed you before making his own down to your core. He gently bite your inner thigh before burying his tongue into you. You let out such a beautiful sound, it almost made him come on the spot. “You’re fucking delicious,” he growled. 

“You--oh, you don’t have to do this, Rafael,” you said. But he was pleasuring you so good.

“Why wouldn’t I? This pussy is calling for my mouth,” his hot breath against your clit made you shiver, “You’re so wet, baby,” he returned to his oral ministrations. 

Rafael ate you like a starved man. He gave everything he had to make you come on his face. He felt you tensed against him, your thigh held him in place. You cried his name, your nails on his scalp. He swallowed everything you had to give him. 

“Wow-- fucking wow,” you chuckled as you tried to catch your breath. 

“I know, I get that a lot,” he chuckled too, kissing you softly. 

“Shut up, and fuck me now,” 

“Hmm… someone’s desperate for my cock?”

“I’ve never been this turned on, Rafael. What did you do to me?” 

“Ever had an orgasm from someone’s mouth?”

“Nah-- and I don’t want to talk about it. Just get inside me, please,” 

He kissed you passionately again, and got on top of you. You felt his hard cock against your stomach, before he lined himself with you. “Do you want it?” he wanted you to beg. “How much do you want my cock, hermosa?” 

“So much!” you tried to make his cock slide into you but Rafael held you still, “Please, Rafael. I want you-- I want you inside me,” 

He didn’t need more. He slid into you in one slow motion. You both gasped at the feeling. His size hurt a little at first but you’re used to keep a straight face during sex. But somehow, Rafael felt it. “Are you okay?” He asked, not moving. 

“Just getting used to your size,” you giggled. 

“Lo siento, I got carried away. Let me—“ 

He tried to pull out off you but your hands held onto his ass, “don’t you dare go away, Barba,” he giggled and stayed deep inside you. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered before kissing you. 

When you gave him permission to move, he started slow. He needed to control his pleasure. It was deep and slow, and every sound you made was music to his ear. He intertwined his fingers with yours and pinned your hand above your head, kissing you roughly. “Do you want to switch positions?” You asked, out of nowhere. 

“Fuck no. I wanna see your face while I make you come,” 

For a moment, he was self conscious of what was going on. Whatever sex was with your husband, it was mostly to pleasure that bastard. He probably didn’t care much about you during sex, about what pleased you, about your kinks if you have some. This might be his only night with you, and he wants you to know what real sex and pleasure are. 

When he felt you were close to your orgasm, he quickly pulled out and buried two fingers into your pussy. You didn’t have time to react about the sudden changes, you cum - for the second time - hard on his fingers. 

“Why the hell did you pull out?” You asked, confused, as you tried to catch your breath. 

“I’m not done with you yet,” he said with a malicious smile. He kissed you again, taking his time - to be fair, he’s mostly trying to calm himself down - to plant kisses all over you, worshipping your perfect body. 

“Rafael, what the—“ you gasped. His face was between your legs again. His tongue found its way easily to your most sensitive spot. You were worn down, but so sensitive a third orgasm wasn’t far away. But you pulled his hair to make him stop. You saw something in his eyes. “Someone likes to get his hair pulled,” you giggled. 

“I didn’t know actually, but yeah,” he licked his lips, “However, if you pull my face away from your pussy again, I’ll have to punish you,” 

His words, the way he talks to you sends something into you. Something you ever felt before. Maybe you’re into punishment. And dirty talk. Maybe you aren’t bad in bed, you just weren’t with the right person. 

Rafael was about to go back at it again, but your voice stopped him. “I want to go down on you,” 

“You will, babygirl. For now, it’s about you,” 

He did pull a third orgasm out of you. He’s so fucking talented with his tongue and fingers. He knows what to do, when to do it. “You’ll be the death of me,” you said, trying again to catch your breath, tiredly playing with his chest hair. 

“Sounds good,” he buried his face in your neck and marked you. He didn’t care about tomorrow, about what your husband might say when he sees it. Tonight, you’re his and no one else’s. “Do you really want to suck my cock or do you feel like you have to?” He asked, his eyes locked into yours. 

“I want to,” you eagerly answered, regaining some strength suddenly. 

You sat up while Rafael laid down on his back. You took his cock in your hand, his hips jerking at the feeling. He probably won’t last long. But he can still recover and do it all over again. “You okay?” He asked, as you were taking a long moment just looking and stroking his length. 

“Yeah,” you shyly smiled, “Just promise me something, please?” 

He would promise you the fucking universe. “Tell me?” 

“If—if I’m not good, just make me stop, okay? Don’t blame me after,” 

Rafael saw tears in your eyes. He immediately grabbed you and pulled you next to him. His erection can wait. He softly kissed your cheeks and lips. “I’m not...him,” he said, “Like I said earlier, it’s about the connection between two persons. I feel connected to you, do you feel the same?” 

You nodded, trying to stop your tears. “That’s all that matters. You could break my penis, sending me to the ER, I’d thank you for it,” 

He felt proud when you laughed, he kissed you. He could  never get enough of your lips. “I trust you, Y/N. Only thing I don’t want is you going down on me just because you feel like you have to,” 

“I want to suck you off, Rafael,” you purred in his ear after a moment. 

His cock softened during that talk, but it reacted to that. You kissed his body, trailing  your way down to his penis. You licked the tip, tasting some pre-cum. You looked at him to catch his reactions, but you saw nothing but desire and pleasure. When he was painfully hard, you took him in your mouth. Rafael almost came right here and there, it took everything he had not to. You slowly suck his cock, until you quicken the rhythm. “You’re so—good, baby. You know how to use that mouth,” he praised you. When he saw you smiling against his length, he made a mental note about you loving to be praised. 

You cupped his balls in your hand, and took him all the way down your throat, “I’m gonna—amor, fuck! I’m gonna cum,” he expected you to pull away but instead, you kept the pace until Rafael came hard in your month, chanting your name. He didn’t know he could be this loud. You made a show of swallowing every drop of him. “Mierda,” he muttered, drying his sweating forehead with the back of his hand. 

“Can men fake orgasm? Cause you were fucking loud,” you giggled before kissing him. 

“Shut up, that was—amazing,” he looked deep inside your eyes. “You are amazing, Y/N,” 

He didn’t have time to fuck you again, you both quickly fell asleep after. 

Much to Rafael’s surprise, he woke up to the warmth of your mouth around his cock. He had a wide smile when he saw your eyes full of desire, while your mouth was perfectly sucking on his cock. He lazily grabbed your hair, giving a few thrusts. But he didn’t know how you’d feel about facefuck so he let you lead. It didn’t take long until he came down your throat  again, still as loud as a few hours prior. “You will be the death of me,” 

He invited you in the shower so he could finally fuck you properly. When you came on his cock, your walls clenching around his length, it was the most beautiful feeling in the world. 

This couldn’t be a one night stand. There’s a connection, either of you can deny. He will spend weeks, months, even years to show you he’s worth an Elias or any other man. 

[teamhappyme]

as long as i have you

pairing: peter stone x reader

warnings: broken bones, mentions of death

word count: 1.7k

a/n: just some nice little peter stone fluff for you all tonight :)

****

You made your way up the steps of one hogan place a little slower that afternoon, your new injury giving you a slight balance problem. It had been a rough day at the precinct, for more reasons than the obvious one attached to your shoulder.

The only thing that was getting you through the day was the promise of greasy pizza and watching the cubs game with your boyfriend. In the six months you’d been seeing each other, Peter had become such a constant in your life. Even before you agreed to that first date, the last year and a half he’d been with the squad had led to him etching a place in your life, even though you were a little weary of him at first.

But he proved himself to you; he got justice for victims, showed empathy to Carisi when he could have ripped him to shreds for interfering, and after confiding in you after Pam’s death, you knew the man that he truly was. 

And after the day you were having, you were grateful to have Peter Stone in your corner. 

As you walked down the hall to his office, you saw Carmen packing up her bag, and she gave you a warm smile. 

“I have a feeling you’re the person to thank for my early night,” She commented, and you smiled back in return. Carmen had caught on pretty early on that there was something between you two, but she never asked any questions. She just transferred your calls, and gave you knowing smiles in turn.

“Well, I’m glad I can get you out of here before seven on a thursday night.” You replied, giving her a small wave as you entered Peter’s office.

He was on the phone when you opened the door, giving you a smile before his eyes landed on your arm. The black sling attached to your left arm was hard to miss. He sat up straighter, ready to end the phone call when you put your good hand out to him, letting him know it was okay.

That you were okay.

You placed your bag on the couch, listening as Peter tried to wrap up the conversation as politely as possible. You pulled your phone out of your pocket, a message from Sonny asking you if you were doing alright. You quickly responded, reassuring your partner that your arm hadn’t fallen off since he last saw you thirty minutes ago.

Once it sounded like the phone call was finally being wrapped up, you leaned against his desk and waited for him to hang up. And in fifteen seconds, the phone was down and Peter was quickly standing between your legs. 

“What happened to you?” He asked while his hands hovered over your arms. 

“I was chasing a perp through an alley, tackled him, and landed pretty bad on my arm. Broke my arm and fractured my wrist. Got a pretty purple cast tucked in here.” He let out a sigh before placing a kiss to your forehead. “And believe it or not, this wasn’t even the worst part of my day.”

He pulled away, his brow quirked in interest for you to continue. 

“Rollins was on another anti-lawyer spiel, and your name came into the mix. I tried to interrupt her, as subtle as one can interrupt Amanda Rollins on a roll, but she shut me down.”

Even though you and Peter had been seeing each other for six months, you still hadn’t disclosed to Liv or the DA. At first, it was because you wanted to keep this to yourselves. It was new, and fun, and airing it to the rest of the squad would only taint it. Then, as time passed, and the two of you knew this was going to last, you were worried about your jobs. You both loved being in special victims, and you didn’t want to risk being transferred somewhere new. 

So, you kept your mouths shut. Tried to avoid standing next to each other during work, because you knew you’d be tempted to reach for his hand. And most frequently, you bit your tongue when someone was upset with Peter. He was the ADA afterall, and he could complicate your lives a bit. But sometimes, it went too far.

“You know I don’t take any of Rollins' criticisms to heart. If I did, I’d be out of a job about a year and a half ago.” He said with a smile, trying to make you feel better. He knew how much you cared about him, and how much you wanted to stand up for him in front of the squad. But he also learned early on in his career not to expect many friends to come out of this job. 

“I know you don’t, but,” you let out a sigh, running your good hand through your hair. “When I got to the emergency room, they asked if they should notify my next of kin. It wasn’t a big deal, only a broken bone, and I had Carisi with me. But, what if it had been serious? What if I had gotten shot and you didn’t know until Liv told you the next day?”

Peter had thought about that situation more times than he’d like to admit. He was worried about you all the time; not because you were incapable of doing your job, but because he cared for you. And he wanted to know you would be safe every minute of every day. But that wasn’t a given with this job.

“And it’s not just if I get hurt. I want to be able to defend my boyfriend when someone starts talking shit about him. I want to put pictures of us out on my desk, and I want everyone to know how amazing you are.” 

“Y/n/n,”

“And I know that once we disclose to Liv and Jack we’re putting our futures in their hands, but I’m okay with that. If I have to be monitored, or put on desk duty more often, I don’t care. As long as I have you, I’ll do whatever they decide.”

Peter Stone could count on one hand how many times someone has left him speechless, and none of them revolved around the love he received from a partner. 

You were willing to take a detour in your career all for him. For Peter Stone, the man who was too late to almost every relationship in his life. Peter Stone, the man that understood his father and sister when it was too late. Peter Stone, the man that didn’t deserve you one bit.

But he knew, in that moment, he would do the same thing for you. And he supposes, that he may just be worthy of your love after all.

He’s brought back to the moment when you slip your hand in his, gently squeezing his hand to make sure he heard you. 

His smile only grows then, as he drops your hand, only to rest his palms on the side of your face. He caught the small smile you broke into before he kissed you, and he felt it as he tried to stay glued to you for as long as possible. The little laugh he let out tickled your nose, getting you to pull away from him. 

When you finally get a look at him, you savor the happiness he’s exuding, and take a moment to run your fingers through the hair right above his ear. 

“First thing on Monday, we’ll disclose to Liv. And the next time Rollins starts talking shit about me, you can properly defend me.”

You let out a laugh as his thumb continued to brush against your cheek. “I’ll have Carisi phone you in so you can witness it.”

“I’m looking forward to it.” He said, then closed the gap between you once again, moving his lips softly against your own. 

It was amazing, what you’d be willing to do for each other. Deep down, you were sure nothing drastic would change, but you truly don’t know. All that matters is the two of you, and the blind jump you were willing to take. Together.

Peter slowly moved his hands down your arm, forgetting about the injuries you sustained just hours ago. You pulled away quickly, trying to suppress the hiss of pain leaving your mouth. 

“I’m sorry,” He started, this time gently resting his hand on the sling. 

You shook your head, cracking your fingers a few times until the pain went away. “It’s okay. The bumpy cab ride over here was worse than that.”

He smiled, moving away from you for just a second to grab the sharpie lying across his desk. 

“I think your arm would feel a little better if I got to sign that purple cast right there.” 

You pulled the band from around your neck, Peter helping you maneuver the contraption with an extra hand. 

“Well, there’s a slight problem with that request,” you pulled off the sling completely, the purple cast now in his view. Except, there was black ink covering almost the entire width of the cast, and it was Sonny’s scrawl. “I may have told him about our situation, after the next of kin conversation. I had to bribe him to keep quiet until I asked you, and,” you raised the arm with ‘SONNY’ in all caps written across it. “This is what the child wanted.” 

“I’m glad you told him,” He said, while gently flipping your arm over. “In case something worse did happen, and we didn’t have this conversation, I wouldn’t be left in the dark.”

It was your turn to rest a hand on his face, coaxing his eyes to look up at you from their gaze on the carpeted floor. 

“I’m not going anywhere, Peter.” You said, and lightly kissed his cheek. “I’ve got too many good people around me to leave.”

“Good,” he said with a smile, while uncapping his sharpie. He managed to find an open spot on the part that rested on the inside of your wrist. He wrote out his first name, in messy block letters, and finished with a heart at the end. “‘Cause you’re kind of stuck with me now.”

He pecked your lips one more time, before moving out from between your legs, calling it an early night. 

You watched as he organized his desk for the morning, piling files in order of importance, and listened to him compare the pizza joints you would pass on the way to his apartment. The ease of it all made your chest warm, and your head a little dizzy.

But you could get used to this feeling.

****

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Christmas Confessions

Rafael Barba x Reader. @itsjustmyfantasyroom requested: Hey lovely, may I please have a Bryan Kneef or Rafael Barba or both 😉 x reader for your holiday bingo for the mistletoe square. Semi public would be delicious 😘

Ask & ye shall receive. I went with Barba. This is super fluff with a hint of sexy. Timeline wise this is after The Undiscovered Country, but Rafael never left - pretty current to s.22 (spoiler warning: with Kat having joined and Carisi is an ADA.)

WC: 1235

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"You have no choice, you have to come.” Sonny commented to his mentor who was busily scribbling on a yellow notepad.

"You really are like a dog with a bone, Carisi. I said no, I'm not up to it. Besides, I have back logged reports to work on that Hadid said that she needed ASAP.” Rafael replied as he continued working, not bothering to look up at the younger ADA.

"Don't give me that crap, Barba. I'm not buying it. You're just looking for any excuse to not go.” Sonny replied, crossing his arms against his chest. "Just come for an hour; pop in, get some punch and say hi. Besides…" he continued, "Y/N is there now."

Barba grunted before taking a sip of his lowball glass filled with scotch. "What makes you think I want to see Y/N?"

"Barba, you seem to forget that I used to be a detective. And now, I’m an ADA. if I can't tell what's going in someone's head then I am doing a pretty shitty job. Sonny replied honestly. "She doesn't know.” He added for good measure, not wanting his friend to stress.

Rafael looked up at Sonny, letting out a deep exhale as he did so. "If I go will I get you off my back?"

Sonny cheered. "Carmen owes me twenty bucks; she told me that I'd never be able to convince you to come."

"It's great to know that my emotional well-being feeds gambling addicts.” Barba muttered sardonically. He looked at the pile of reports he had to finish. “I’ll go for one drink, say hello, and come back.” He told himself as he grabbed his phone, camel wool coat and scarf.

**

The 16th precinct - SVU division was brightly decorated with gaudy holiday decorations that looked like they came from way back when God walked the Earth. Holiday music filled the room as people chatted and laughed.

Rafael walked in slowly, following behind Sonny. Rafael scanned the room in search of you and he sucked in breath as you appeared in his line of vision. You wore a snug red top which accentuated the swells of your breasts and a black leather mini skirt – the look complete with knee high boots and a Santa hat adorned on your head. You were busy chatting with Kat and Fin when you caught Rafael out of the corner of your eye.

You smiled brightly at Sonny and Rafael, waving them in as you did so. "Merry Christmas guys! Sonny, I see you managed to drag Rafael out of his office. Carmen owes you what? Twenty-bucks now?"

Sonny laughed, "Yeah, something like that."

"Care for a drink? I made my famous coquito.” You turned your attention to back to Rafael.

"You made coquito?” Rafael questioned; his eyes were wide. “Uh, yeah that would be great. I haven’t had that in ages.” Rafael found himself suddenly parched. He assumed it was his nerves getting the best of him. He watched you saunter off, your hips swaying suggestively, and Rafael wondered if you knew how much sex appeal you dripped on a day to day basis. He hadn’t meant to fall for you – the fresh detective that came straight from the Academy since SVU had been so short-staffed after Sonny left to join the DA’s office.

**

What was one drink – turned into many more. Hours later, Rafael found himself enjoying the holiday party, though he assumed it was mostly due to the fact that the coquito was spiked with a lot of rum. Watching his colleagues get drunk around him was amusing. He had always had a high tolerance for alcohol, so it took him longer to feel any effect, especially since the drinks were served in bitty paper cups. But still, he felt pleasantly relaxed.

You made your way over to Rafael who was lounging on the sofa that was brought out from the breakroom. You plopped yourself into his lap, but your balance was off. Rafael was quick to steady you onto his lap. You scooched a bit to make yourself more comfortable and Rafael silently groaned.

"Whoa!” You giggled. "Thanks Rafael."

"Not a problem.” Rafael replied flustered. "Too much to drink detective?"

"No, not at all. High tolerance runs in my family. We're champs.” You rambled and Barba arched a brow at you. He had had more than one conversation with you to know that was a lie if he ever heard one.

"Sure…" he agreed, knowing disagreeing with someone under the influence always led to bad repercussions. You snuggled herself against his chest, your legs dangling over his.

"I just love the holidays.” You mused. "What about you Rafael?"

"Uh, not necessarily.” Rafael replied as honestly as he could. “It’s become over commercialized and it’s true meaning has been lost. And as a lapsed Catholic –”

"That's a shame.” You replied mournfully cutting him off. "Oh!" you suddenly interjected, your previous thought and emotion quickly forgotten. "What did you ask for this Christmas?"

"Nothing.” Rafael replied. "You?"

You chose to ignore his question by further probing his lack of want this upcoming holiday season. "Were you a naughty boy this year Rafael Barba?" You wagged your finger, and made a disappointed sound.

Rafael coughed, startled by your loaded question. "No, I was… fine; my usual self."

You pondered his comment thoughtfully. "Well, then you deserve something for your efforts."

"Such as?" Rafael wondered out loud, his brow cocked once more in your direction. He hadn't realized it until that very moment, but you had placed his hands on the tops of your thighs. He was positive that you could hear feel his pulse racing but apparently you either didn't notice or didn't care. He was unsure and preferred to not misinterpret your actions.

You bopped him on the chin and pointed above. Rafael moved his gaze from you to where you were pointing and sure enough, mistletoe had been hung from the ceiling.

Rafael returned his gaze towards yours, feeling his cheeks burn. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. The kiss caught Rafael by surprise initially, but soon he found himself kissing you back. His tongue traced the seam of your lips, seeking entrance and you opened your mouth, allowing him to deepen the kiss. You let out a low moan as your lips tangled passionately. You ran your hands through his salt and pepper hair, gripping the back of his head. He nipped at your bottom lip which earned him another moan, this one more earnest.

Silence reigned the room as the onslaught of lookers watched in shock. The gossip tonight would be tomorrow's headlines around the precinct.

You pulled away and lowered your lips to his ear, "“Like I said, you deserve something for being such a good boy.” Rafael didn’t miss how your voice was laced with lust.

He chuckled as you rested your forehead against his. "Excuse me?"

"I know about your feelings for me; I've known for a while.” You confessed before pressing a quick peck on his lips.

"How about we get out of here?" You suggested. “I could use some fresh air.” Rafael nodded, helping you up. Rafael helped you with your coat and then grabbed his. You both left, hand in hand and the party continued to stare dumbfounded at what they had just seen.

"Damn.” Sonny replied as he took another swig of his beer. “Carmen owes me a lot more than twenty bucks."

FIN.

**

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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.”

 ******************

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.

 **************************

           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.”

*********************

           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.”

********************

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?”

**********************

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.

[barbasbodaciousbeard]

Masterlist

I’m writing a lot in the background. A couple things aren’t on Tumblr, but I may post here and add one shots in that verse. For now, I’ll throw up the link.

Hannibal

Frederick Chilton 

The Blackout (In Progress)

Frederick Chilton x OC Blackout I Wish I Could Know What You’re Thinking  She May Have Even Liked Him Then

All Too Well

A thing I’m writing

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Sonny Carisi

If You Love Someone, Let Them Go (In Progress)

Sonny x OC 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 Four Valentine’s Two Weddings

One Shots

Down a Sitter : When Carisi’s wife is away, he has to bring his daughter to court.

Rafael Barba

Hallelujah (Never Ending)

Rafael Barba x OC  Started as a One Shot, and Now We’re Here

When I Became a Man, I Put Childish Ways Behind Me Back Before You Lost the One Real Thing You've Ever Known Here We Are as in Olden Days Trust Me Abuelitas, Tantrums, and Ropa Vieja Happy Valentine’s Raf Bring Your Daughter to Court Day and Dad Friends

Because You Don’t Have to do This Alone (What if Rafael Answered the phone? AU)

Miami (Jumpin’ the shark)

Accidental Feminist Icon

Rafael Barba x Carmen Friendship or Romance? I don’t even know yet.

Accidental Feminist Icon Delete the Twitter App, Mr. Barba The Iowa Caucus Happened

Choices We Make (Hiatus)

Rafael Barba x OC AO3 Link Current word count: 17,001

BBC Sherlock

Mycroft Holmes

Folklore 4 Part

Love you to the Moon and to Saturn

I can see us Lost in the Memory

Meetings Over Dinner (In Progress but slow)

Mycroft Holmes x OC AO3 Link  Current Word Count: 43,947

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Christmas Tree Lights

Day 4

Pairing: Carmisi (platonic)

Word count: 608

It was Sonny’s first Christmas as an ADA and he wasn’t sure if he should decorate his office or not. He enjoyed this holiday and felt like he needed to being at least some cheer into his office. One morning, he came into the building with a four foot tall tree and three bags that contained lights and ornaments for the tree. Looking around his office, he noticed he could place the tree in the corner where one of his plants sat. A little office rearranging didn’t hurt the holiday season.

Sonny had gone in a few hours early so by the time Carmen walked in, the tree was nearly done. She opened the door to see Sonny wrapping the tree on lights. She smiled some as she closed the door behind her and slowly walked towards him.

“Little early for you, isn’t it Mr Carisi?” Carmen asked as she walked over to see him decorating the tree.

“I felt like decorating the room, just a little. Other than bringing my favorite holiday mug from home. You want to help?” Sonny offered the woman as he held the string of lights out to her. She smiled as she walked over and carefully wrapped the lights around the tree.

“Isn’t your wife going to throw a fit when she sees her tree missing?” Carmen raises a brow at Sonny as he quickly started his Keurig and made himself some coffee.

“Soph won’t care I took the tree. It was for the kids to decorate when they were little. Now that they can all decorate the big tree, I don’t think she’ll mind.” Sonny smiled before he felt his phone vibrate him is pocket. He slowly pulled it out and read over the text he had gotten.

Sophia Carisi 9:36 AM

Where is the mini tree? I just went to put it up for Lorenzo and Alfonso and I can’t find it.

Sonny Carisi 9:38 AM

I took it to work. I thought the kids were be find decorating the big tree this year.

Sophia Carisi 9:43 AM

The boys are 4 and almost 3, Dominick. I’m not letting them touch the glass bulbs. Bring that tree home when you get off work.

Sonny Carisi 9:46 AM

Listen, doll, I’ll go to the store when I get off and buy a new tree for the boys. I’ll pick up dinner, too. Just tell me what you want and I’ll get it. Love you.

“That the wife?” Carmen smirked at Sonny as she placed the star on top of the tree. He shoved his phone away and rubbed the back of his neck.

“She wasn’t happy I took the tree. I told her I’d go buy one on the way home. She doesn’t trust the boys, mainly Renny and Alfie, with the glass ornaments we have.” Sonny shrugged as he went to the Keurig and grabbed his coffee. Carmen nodded with a chuckle.

“I don’t think you have much to do today. The defense attorney might come by to discuss a plea deal but other than that, your schedule is open.” Carmen said as she turned to walk out of the office to her desk. Sonny chuckled and walked towards the door.

“Thanks for helping me, Carmen. Maybe I’ll buy you a little tree for your desk.” Sonny chuckled as the woman raised her brow at him.

“No need to, Mr Carisi. Thank you though.” She smiled before her attention when to her computer. Sonny chuckled once more before heading over to his desk to finish up a bit of paperwork he had from the day before.

[itsjustmyfantasyroom]

New Kiss

Happy New Years Everyone. Wishing everyone a safe and happy 2021 we all need it.

Warnings: Fluffy and Flirty.

WC: 933

Enjoy x

“Come on Y/N, at least act like you’re having a good time” Sonny draped his arm around your shoulders.

You rolled your eyes and looked up at him “I need some air”

It was New Years Eve and the squad was expected to make an appearance at the DA’s New Year’s Eve Party. Sonny and Nick had brought your ticket before you even said yes. You weren’t really a big holiday party person or a dress person, but Amanda made sure she took you dress shopping for the event.  Although being in a crappy mood in room filled with people you didn’t like or know, you did think you looked pretty in your red velvet v neck thinned strapped floor length dress, sliver low heeled heels, light makeup and hair down curled pulled back on either side with sliver clips. Everyone was filled with compliments when they saw you including Fin, them used to seeing you in work cloths, gym wear and jeans.

You pulled out of Sonny’s embrace making your way to the foyer when you ran into Carmen walking back into the ball room,

“Y/N?” Carmen raised her eye brows at you.

“Hey Carmen, you look lovely”

“So do you, you look different without your badge”

You both giggled and made small talk about the Holiday’s when Nick walked out to find you, walking up to put his hand on the small of your back,

“Y/N- Hey Carmen- Liv wants a group photo before Barba has to rush off again”

The three of you walked back into the ballroom laughing and talking with each other when you looked ahead at a pair of narrowed green eyes that meet yours with a smirk on his face,

“Liv, I didn’t know you hired a new Detective” Rafael chuckled titling his head to the side looking you up and down.

“I’ll take that as a compliment” you scoffed with a wink.

“Can we get this photo over and done with” Fin grumbled.

Rafael stood between Liv and Fin, Fin’s other arm around Carmen. Amanda between Nick and Sonny and you in front of Sonny, his arm around your shoulders your hands grabbing onto his arm while a passer-by took the photo. You all had a looked at the photo when Liv’s phone was passed around. You handed the phone back and went to get a drink.

When you walked back over to where everyone was standing they were all nowhere to be seen. You scanned the room and seen them all in different places, Nick and Amanda dancing, Sonny talking to some ADA’s and Liv and Fin talking to some high up’s in the DA’s office. You pulled your phone out of your clutch and seen it was 11.30, if you left now you could be home in your warm cosy apartment in bed before the clock strikes 12, if you could get a cab so close to midnight.

“You don’t look happy tonight” You jumped and caught your breath when you saw Rafael walk from behind you to stand next to you “Not having a good time?”

You took in a deep breath and a sip of your wine, “Not my kind of thing, I was thinking about going actually”

“You can’t bring in the New Years by yourself looking like that- you look beautiful tonight Y/N- not that you don’t look beautiful all the time”

You looked over at Rafael who just took a sip of his drink pouting his lips looking ever so handsome in a black tux, his long fingers wrapped around his glass and you whimpered softly,

“Thanks- you look very handsome tonight too”

“Bring in the New Year with me”

“What?”

“Bring in the New Year with me” Rafael grabbed your hand and pulled you into him close, almost onto his body “I was the one that pushed to get you here tonight. Amaro, Carisi and Rollins are all in on it”

“Of course they are” you took a sip of your wine.

“I tried to make a move at Thanks Giving at Carisi’s but you missed the hint” your frowned at him trying to think what he was talking about,

“When?”

“When I asked if you wanted to go and look at the Christmas lights in the Bronx and you asked everyone to come”

Your cheeks went red and you looked down sighing,

“I’ am sorry Rafael I didn’t-”

“I know” Rafael let go of your hand and cupped your cheek rubbing over it with his thumb “But its ok, you’re hear with me now” Rafael smiled softly at you.

5

4

“Guess you’re going to get your wish Counselor”

3

2

“I’ am Detective”

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The room filled with confetti being released from the roof, loud cheers and glasses clinking together when Rafael’s lips meet yours for a soft sweet kiss. Your lips fitting perfectly with his, your free hand resting on top of the hand on your cheek. Rafael pulled back with smirk and kissed your cheek,

“Happy New Year’s Rafi, I hope it will be amazing year for you”

Rafael pulled you back in for a deep kiss groaning into your mouth when he felt your tongue enter his mouth.

“Happy New Year’s mi Amor, It’s going to be even more amazing with you” He lent down again pecking you on the lips “Let me go and say goodnight to the DA and we will get out of here” Rafael kissed your cheek and lent close to your ear “I have another idea on how we can welcome in the New Year.”  

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