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Can we get an Only 1 Bed fic- for whoever you first think of

The Motel - [ Sonny Carisi ]

Summary: You and Sonny arrive at your motel only to find out that your room…only has one bed

Word Count: 2435

Warnings: female!reader, fluff

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It was late by the time you and Sonny arrived in Pennsylvania. Too late to do anything other than check into the nearest, cheapest motel and hopefully get a few hours of sleep before you had to head off again to track down your suspect. Normally in cases like this, you’d have both gotten your own rooms to venture off to sleep in, despite having been partners for years and experienced a hell of a lot more together than a simple slumber party.

However this time, things were a little bit different in that particular department. For starters, the motel you’d come across was small. Like a mere handful of rooms, kind of small, meaning that by the time you had arrived and checked in, there was only a single room left on the entirety of the property.

It wasn’t that surprising honestly, given that it was the time of year when everyone was venturing off on their road-trip vacations and stopping to sleep in every single town they passed through. It didn’t bother you either. You were that exhausted you could have happily slept on a log on the side of the road if it meant getting to close your eyes for even just a brief minute.

Luckily, that wasn’t the case here as you’d managed to secure that last room for yourselves. There was only one slight problem, though. One you didn’t see coming and one the check-in clerk had seemingly forgotten to mention. Or he had simply assumed you and Sonny were a couple therefore neglected to, and that was…

There was only one bed.

“The check-in guy didn’t think to mention that?” Sonny muttered with a minor grievance the second he followed you inside the rather stagnant motel room, closing the door behind him and sliding the safety chain securely into place.

By the time he turned around, you had already set your bag on the large double bed and taken your coat and shoes off, your toes wiggling against the worn-out old carpet as you stretched them out from being stuck in your boots for almost a full twenty-four hours. He glanced around him as you did, his lips falling minutely as he reluctantly set his bag atop the small, barely even a couch, loveseat that he gazed questionably at.

Now there’s something that would be less comfortable than a roadside log, that much he was certain of.

“I guess I’ll take the couch,” Sonny exhaled, slipping his arms from within the soft warmth of his coat as you spun around to face him, your brow furrowing deeply as your eyes landed on the ‘couch’ in question.

You let out a laugh, “Sonny, are you crazy? You’re like seven feet tall, there’s no way that will be comfortable… You take the bed, let me sleep there.”

Lifting your bag from the bed, you moved towards him and picked his up from the arm of the chair, holding it out for him to take. He refused, causing you to sigh exasperatedly as you shook it, widening your eyes to try and encourage his stubborn ass to take it from you.

“Absolutely not,” Sonny protested, raising his hands up as though he were surrendering — when in reality it was simply to stop you from shoving the bag into them. “My mother would smack me upside the head if she found out that I made you sleep there.”

“Who’s gonna tell her?” You tilted your head questionably, finding amusement when Sonny simply frowned in response. He hadn’t thought about that. You set the bag down, its weight from whatever the hell was in it causing your arm to grow numb, and you chuckled, “That’s what I thought. Now move your skinny ass, okay, I’m perfectly capable of sleeping on a couch for a couple of hours.”

Like a child, Sonny shook his head and refused to move so much as an inch away from the couch. He even shoved you away and instead directed you back over to the bed, the back of your legs hitting against it frame and causing you to lose your balance. You fell onto it softly, the springs squeaking beneath you as you straightened and did nothing but watch Sonny lift a blanket from the back of the couch and begin unfold it.

Even the blanket didn’t look big enough to fully cover him, and you knew he wouldn’t sleep so much as a wink tonight if he stayed there. But you also knew it would be pointless to keep arguing with him. He was stubborn, and proud, and you were far, far too tired to keep going relentlessly back and forth with him. So instead you gave in, unzipping your bag with a quiet sigh and grabbing what you needed before heading for the bathroom.

When you ventured back out after doing your nightly routine as best you could, Sonny was already lying rigid on the couch, like he was afraid to move so much as an inch incase the blanket slipped off the small part of him it actually covered. You deposited your stuff into your bag in silence then sat down on the edge of the bed, folding your arms as you drew your eyes along the entire length of his body.

“Sonny, seriously…” You began, gaining his attention and noticing the way he seemed surprised to see you. As though he’d been hoping to be ‘asleep’ by the time you got back in order to avoid the very conversation you were about to begin. “The entire lower half of your legs are hanging over the arm of that couch, will you please let me sleep there?”

“No way, alright? I’m fine,” Sonny replied, almost sternly as he shuffled a little more then sighed contently — which was obviously forced as boy was he uncomfortable. “See, I’ve already got myself settled.”

You scoffed, “Yeah, it really looks like it.”

“Will you just forget about me and get some sleep, please?” Sonny gestured to the bed, “You’re running on fumes and besides, we’ll only be here for a couple hours anyway.”

“Fine,” You sighed, standing up from the bed and rounding it to the side furthest from the door.

You pulled back the covers, giving the bottom sheet a quick once over for any stains or creepy crawlies that may be lurking beneath it. You were honestly tempted to pull out a black light and check it properly, but then again you’d rather not think about what that would reveal and instead, decided to just bite the bullet and get into it. Only, before you could slip in between the cold, crisp sheets, you caught sight of Sonny stretching. He let out a rather rough sounding groan as he did…then nearly wrecked the coffee table by almost falling off the couch.

“If this is how it’s going to be with you all night, then I’m going to go out and sleep in the car,” You said, folding your arms as you peered over at him, watching as he fixed himself back into the cushions and glanced towards you apologetically. He then grew stiff as a board — as though he were afraid to move should you shout at him again. You let out a soft sigh, your shoulders sinking as you dropped your arms back down to your sides. “Sorry, I get cranky when I’m tired.”

“I know,” Sonny said, shifting a little and trying his hardest not to showcase it. But you saw him. He wasn’t at all subtle and you could easily notice the slight grimace to his features when he moved the wrong way and his calf began to tense up.

“Sonny, you’re clearly uncomfortable,” You said, fiddling with the sleeves of the hoodie you always wore to bed at the thought of speaking your next words out loud. But you knew you had to. You wouldn’t sleep at all if you knew he would be spending the entire night like this. “If you’re not gonna let me take the couch, then… Why don’t you join me?”

Sonny nearly choked on his own saliva, “I’m sorry?”

“Sleep in the bed with me. It’s big enough,” You said, gesturing to the large bed that would be far more comfortable for a man of his height. And Sonny knew it. He’d been eyeing it up from the moment he entered the room, yet he still almost looked like he was about to throw up. At that you raised your eyebrow, your tone turning playful so quickly, it almost gave you whiplash. “What? Are you scared your mother might find out you’re sleeping with a girl?”

“My mother? Nah, but my grandma…” Sonny widened his eyes a little as he shook his head, not even wanting to imagine his grandmothers reaction. “She’s a lot more traditional than I am and sleeping in the same bed as a woman I’m not seeing is…

“Against her Catholic beliefs?”

Sonny scoffed, “You have no idea.”

“Well I’m not gonna tell her,” You said, climbing into the bed and resting on your knees. “And I know you’re definitely not gonna tell her, so why not? We’re both adults. We’re perfectly capable of sleeping in the same bed together if it means we both actually get a few decent hours of sleep.”

“I mean… I guess,” Sonny said hesitantly, scratching at the back of his head as he sat up, ignoring the way his stomach fluttered terribly at the thought of finally getting to sleep beside you. He stood up, his heart warming at the unintentionally sweet smile you gave him as he crossed the room towards you in a few long strides. He pulled back the other side of the covers, waiting until you’d settled yourself before he made his move to climb in beside you, where he immediately joked, “You better keep your hands to yourself otherwise I’m arresting you.”

You chucked softly, “I think I can manage that.”

Sonny couldn’t help the smile that crossed his face as he fell deeper into the sheets that covered you both. He already felt about a hundred times comfier than he had been on the couch, exactly like you’d guessed he would be now that he could stretch out fully. Even despite the poor quality of mattress the two of you lay side-by-side atop, the middle of which was completely free of space with the way you both hugged the edge of it, as though you were afraid to so much as brush fingers given the unspoken feelings you both had for one another.

It wasn’t that you were purposely keeping them to yourselves for the sake of misery, it was more of a… Neither of you fully realised that the other one felt the same. Everyone else did, though, it wasn’t hard to. You were both practically a couple already despite your hesitance to share a motel room, yet the two of you were simply too blind to see it. But that didn’t mean you both couldn’t feel it. It was so thick in the air around you that it would be impossible not to, but whether or not you both truly picked up on it whilst conscious was the the sixty-four million dollar question.

Subconsciously, however, well… That was a completely different story and not at all a surprising one.

You didn’t realise it until you woke up about four hours later, but you had drifted dangerously close to Sonny in your sleep. Or he’d drifted closer to you. Maybe even both. You weren’t overly sure who was at fault here. All you knew was that you were both now smack bang in the middle of the bed, your legs somehow tangled together and Sonny’s long arm draped loosely over your body. Even your head was resting on his chest, feeling as it gently rose and fell beneath you with each quiet, slumber-ridden breath he took.

You felt your cheeks heat up the split second you realised what — who — your pillow was. You had no idea how you’d even managed to grow so close to him. You were normally a pretty still sleeper so to find yourself so far from where you’d started was honestly somewhat of a shock to you. All you really knew was that you needed to move before Sonny woke up and found you like this, otherwise you’d never live down the embarrassment you’d get over him realising that you’d all but used him as a teddy bear.

“What’s going on?” Sonny mumbled, his sudden, sleepy voice making you freeze in your attempts at untangling yourself from his long and lanky limbs. He cracked open one eye, glancing down at you with such a softness that you almost melted against him, a wave of…God, literally everything you could feel at once washing over you at being caught in this position. “You tryna escape me, darlin’?”

Darlin’. Fuck, if you hadn’t been melting already, you certainly would be now.

“I don’t know how I ended up so close to you, I’m sorry,” You mumbled almost frantically, attempting to pull yourself away from him only for Sonny to tighten his arms around you.

“Don’t go anywhere,” He whispered, seemingly wide awake now as he raised his hand, drawing his knuckles lightly down the side of your face. “Stay with me.”

“Sonny, I don’t…”

“Stay,” His thumb landed on your lips and you fell silent, his eyes gazing into yours in a way that gave you such intense butterflies. “Please.”

All you could in response was nod your head and smile as you didn’t trust your own voice not to give you away, especially with the thick lump that was currently trying to force itself up your throat and escape out into the air. Sonny’s own lips curled up softly as he easily tugged you closer to him, feeling as your arm tightened across his chest and you positioned your head beneath his chin. He tilted his own down to glance at you, nothing but the top of your head visible to his tired eyes and even in that moment…

Even with him being half asleep and out of his mind, just having you this close to him without him even having to try hard to get you there, was like his entire heart had exploded in his chest. He smiled again, leaning down and without taking so much as a single second to think about it, he placed a soft kiss to the top of your head and whispered,

“Perhaps one bed isn’t so bad, after all.”

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Claddagh Ring Part 2

Handcuffs NSFW

Neck Kisses Prompt NSFW

There's People Here Prompt NSFW

Don't Cover Your Face Prompt NSFW

Camera NSFW

Not Just Friends Prompt NSFW

Pursuit Of Pleasure NSFW

Lucky To Have You

Orange Peel Theory

Options

Jealous NSFW

HEADCANNONS & QUESTIONS

Relationship Start

[mx-pastelwriting]

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Hello! I am doing Kinktober this year; here is the month's menu. For every year I will make my own and it will be open for anyone to use for a list promps.

Minors do not interact!

1 ☆ 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙘𝙠: 𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙎𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙚

2 ☆ 𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙚 𝘾𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣

3 ☆ 𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧: 𝙂𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙊𝙧𝙘𝙖/𝙆𝙪𝙜𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙖

4 ☆ 𝙊𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙢 𝘿𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙡: 𝙉𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙝

5 ☆ 𝙆𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙠 & 𝙑𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙢

6 ☆ 𝙒𝙚𝙩 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢: 𝙅𝙤𝙝𝙣 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚

7 ☆ 𝙋𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙭: 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙗𝙖𝙡 𝙇𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧

8 ☆ 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨: 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙞

9 ☆ 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙩: 𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙨 𝙇𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙣

10 ☆ 𝘿𝙧𝙮 𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙍𝙖𝙛𝙖𝙚𝙡 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙖

11 ☆ 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙟𝙤𝙗: 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙪𝙨 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙞

12 ☆ 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙧/𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙝: 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮

13 ☆ 𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡: 𝙅𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙑𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙨

14 ☆ 𝙑𝙞𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧: (𝙋𝙧𝙚-𝙒𝙖𝙧 & 𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙩-𝙒𝙖𝙧) 𝘾𝙤𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙃𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 (𝙎𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚)

15 ☆ 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙚: 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙞

16 ☆ 𝙋𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤: 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙋𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙚𝙧

17 ☆ 𝙉𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨: 𝙇𝙚𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙡

18 ☆ 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙠: 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙙 & 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙡𝙚𝙮 (𝙎𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚)

19 ☆ 𝘾𝙪𝙢 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮: 𝙏𝙤𝙣𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙠

20 ☆ 𝙂𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙃𝙤𝙡𝙚: 𝘼𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙧 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙣

21 ☆ 𝙋𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚: 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙢𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙡

22 ☆ 𝘽𝙖𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙮: 𝙆𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙨 𝙈𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙤𝙣

23 ☆ 𝘿𝙧𝙮 𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝘼𝙡𝙛𝙞𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨

24 ☆ 𝙇𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝙀𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧/𝙀𝙣𝙟𝙞 𝙏𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙞

25 ☆ 𝙍𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙊𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙢: 𝙑𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙍𝙚𝙣𝙯𝙞

26 ☆ 𝘽𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩/𝙎𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙍𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙮

27 ☆ 𝙌𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩: 𝙅𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙀𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖

28 ☆ 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢: 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙡 𝘿𝙞𝙭𝙤𝙣

29 ☆ 𝙇𝙖𝙥 𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚: 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝘼𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣

30 ☆ 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 𝙃𝙪𝙡𝙠

31 ☆ 𝙐𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢: 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙋��𝙥𝙖 𝙀𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙨 (𝙎𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚)

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𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 NCIS + SVU masterlist 

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Bittersweet Symphony Masterlist:

Summary: When you unexpectedly discover you're pregnant, you're thrust into navigating the complexities of your new reality. As the baby's father remains distant, it's your partner, Sonny Carisi, who steps up in ways you couldn't dream of. You find yourself grappling with a whirlwind of emotions, including the unexpected feelings of slowly falling in love with your partner. Pairings: Sonny Carisi/Reader, Rafael Barba/Reader. Chapters: Chapter 1: My Sacrifice. Chapter 2: Fear.

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                   ୭ৎ sonny carisi works .ᐟ

   fics .ᐟ

   telling sonny you love him out of the blue.

   sonny x fem!suspect!reader.

   drabbles, thoughts, &&. blurbs .ᐟ

   sonny &&. sex positions.

   sonny carisi headcanons.

   more sonny headcanons.

   ada sonny + age gap relationship headcanons.

   calling sonny, "bro".

   sonny + his gf who loves friday the 13th.

   sonny + coffee cart meetcute.

   sonny x doctor!reader.

   sonny believes that the two of you are meant to be.

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A Very SVU Christmas - Series Masterlist

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Daily Oneshots from Dec 1 - Dec 25th revolving around our favorite squad + Christmas 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Tooth-rotting Christmas fluff 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 0.3k (ongoing)

Dec 1 - Christmas Tree (0.3k)

“Does anyone wanna fill me in on how that invaded?” She asked, a smirk pulling at her lips. Her eyes trailed over the tree, from the base to where Amanda was standing on a ladder, trying to set up the lights.

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updated masterlist 22/05/24

Masterlist

Javier Peña

asking, not demanding (ao3) 

dial ‘n’ for narcos (ao3) (inspo tag) 

favours repaid (ao3) 

come take it out on me (ao3) 

Narcos Meta

timeline breakdown

when did Javi arrive in Colombia?

when did Javi leave Colombia?

Maxwell Lord

lord, my soul to take (ao3)

proposal headcanon

feral (ao3) 

Joel Miller

aches and pains (ao3) 

hands behind your back (ao3)

you can take it (ao3) 

old holiday, new traditions (ao3)

love shack (ao3) 

the girls next door masterlist (ao3) 

Din Djarin

leading blindly (ao3)

Frederick Chilton x Reader

sleep therapy (ao3) (written in collaboration with @lannister-slings-and-arrows​) 

laugh with me a little (ao3) (written in collaboration with @lannister-slings-and-arrows​)

as yet unsaid (ao3) 

eyes on fire (ao3)

Law and Order: SVU Masterlist here. 

Cassian Andor x Reader

by night, beloved (ao3) 

strangers in a strange land (inspo tag) (playlist) 

trouble is my business (inspo tag) (playlist) 

the poetry of the body one, two (ao3) 

hold me down (ao3) 

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Sonny Carisi Masterlist

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The Motel: You and Sonny arrive at your motel only to find out that your room…only has one bed.

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For one sentence prompt like this and this.

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Currently writing for:

SVU: Joe Velasco, Sonny Carisi, Nick Amaro

NCIS: Nick Torres

Chicago Med: Will Halstead & Crockett Marcel

Chicago PD: Antonio Dawson, Jay Halstead, & Connor Rhodes

The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes

911: Evan Buckley

FBI International: Wes Mitchell

Masterlist

Law & Order SVU

NCIS

Chicago Med

Chicago PD

The Walking Dead

911

FBI International

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Main Masterlist

As my other masterlist is rather old and made on an old template, I decided to create an updated one with the main fandoms I'm open to writing for.

This is mainly just so it is easier for me and to keep everything neat and in order.

Evan Buckley Masterlist (911)

Eddie Diaz Masterlist (911)

Twisters:

Tyler Owens:

Just Hold On

Top Gun: Maverick:

Jake Seresin (Hangman):

Don't Worry Darlin'

You Called My Wife?

Wait And See

They Call Me Hangman

Gladiator II:

Emperor Geta:

Near Death Experience

Valuable To The Emperor

A Hindrance

X-Men:

Charles Xavier:

Use Your Voice

Extinguishing Flames

Henry Cavill:

Collateral

Everything Will Be Alright

Like father, Like son (Series masterlist)

His Queen

My Hero (Series masterlist)

That’s my son

Look at us (Series masterlist)

Painless (Series masterlist)

A man named uncle (Series)

Jonah Hauer-King:

Finally Coming True

A Touch of Blue

Talk to Me

We’re Occupied

What Do I Do     Part 2

I Know The Solution

Hidden Truths   Part 2   Part 3

Bound To Her

Worst Nightmare

Don’t Leave Me

It's Happening

Dark! Jonah:

Oh Dear

Twisted Lover 

Pretty Little Thing

Chris Evans:

The Evans boys (series)

Little one

Sleepwalker

Soft Spot (Series)

Part 2

Law and Order SVU:

Nick Amaro:

Help A Girl Out

Leave Her Out Of This

You Are Home

Bed Rest

Little Flirt

Rafael Barba:

Courtroom Chaos

Safe in my arms

My counsellor, my lover

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Reliving the dream   (Series)

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Dominic (Sonny) Carisi:

Hostage

Stay with me

Purple

Abandoned

Close call

An eventful night

Elliot Stabler:

Baby boy

Screaming

House of the Dragon:

Aegon II Targaryen:

Say It Again

I Won’t Allow It

Little Dragon

Unworthy

Aemond Targaryen:

Lady of the Night     Part 2

Perfectly Inadequate

That’s a promise

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YES THIS FIC !!! I remember this fic. I read this one on my old account and I reblogged it - this is still one of my favourite fics <3 my bisexual ass is so in love with Sonny and Amanda. this fic feels like it was pulled out of my head. so thank you for writing it <3

Unicorn

Amanda Rollins x Sonny Carisi x fem!reader/ Rollisi x fem!reader Warnings: language, F/F/M threesome, oral, penetrative sex, smut

You’d met Amanda and Sonny when they’d been brought into the hospital for a rape victim you’d been working on as the residing ER nurse of the night. They’d been impressed with the incredible way you’d handled the victim, how you were the only one who was able to keep her calm and open up to the detectives. As you were signing the paperwork over to them Amanda joked that she wished that they always got to work with you, you laughed back, mentioning that a lot of the nurses didn’t know how to deal with victims, and there were a few with grudges against cops. Rollins slid her card to you and you scribbled your cell number on the back of another one, telling her to text whenever they were called down and you’d try to take the patient.

It was a few weeks later that you greeted them outside a second patient’s room, despite the seriousness of the matter there was a warm, welcoming friendly vibe between the three of you. A few jokes tossed around between the three of you, Carisi poked fun at the fact that you were currently eating a bag of Cheeze Itz for dinner. Mentioning that you should know better, being a nurse and all, you joked back that it was usually just an extra large coffee. That case ended up being a bit of a heavy one for them, and you ended up at the precinct making a statement as the outcry witness, working a bit with the victim too. The A.D.A ended up wanting you to take the stand, meaning you were spending even more time around the squad.

After the trial wrapped on a positive note, Amanda asked if you wanted to join the squad for drinks, and you were quick to agree. That night was the night you became friends with the team, a little alcohol always helped loosen everyone up, making them more open and friendly. You weren’t surprised to discover that Rollins and Carisi were dating, they had a certain spark between them you couldn’t deny. You clicked with Rollins the most, ending up at each other’s apartments often for reality tv binges surrounding yourselves with wine and take out on a regular basis. When Sonny found a fridge full of half empty take out containers he rolled his eyes and started joining in on a few of them to make the two of you some actual food for once.

You’d gotten a text from Amanda, inviting you out for drinks at Latitude after work that you quickly agreed to. After changing from your scrubs and pulling the hair tie out of your hair you headed out, happy for the escape from reality for a little bit. You slid into the small booth across from her,

“Hey!” You greeted cheerfully, snagging a chip from the plate of nachos on the table, “How’s the week been?”

“About the usual.” Amanda replied with a smile, “Glad to actually get two days off in a row next weekend.”

“Weird coincidence. I managed to snag the weekend off too. We could catch up on Love Island?”

“Potentially!” You could have sworn she practically smirked at you right before you were distracted by the server, ordering yourself a glass of sangria while Rollins asked for a second beer.

You fell into the usual routine of catching each other up on your week, any particularly interesting cases that came through either of your lines of work. Amanda had a weird obsession with particularly brutal injuries, always eager to hear the gory details while you loved being able to learn more about the criminal justice side of things. Her forensics degree was a wonderful middle ground between your two occupations to help balance out things and not have to explain certain details or words.

Conversation flowed easily, laughter and jokes freely exchanged between the two of you as the drinks got refilled a few more times. You split a flatbread and a couple of sliders as the night progressed, knowing that food was always a good idea.

“Sonny not coming?” You half mumbled over a bite,

“Nah, he got stuck working overnights this week.”

“That sucks.”

“Mmm.” She took a swig of beer, “Ya know, I caught him hardcore checking you out a few weeks ago.” Your glass froze halfway to your lips, eyes widening,

“‘Manda, I would nev—“ She laughed,

“I know, I’m not worried about that at all…” Smirking, she let you take a sip of sangria before she continued, “It’s quite the opposite actually..” Your brows furrowed, having no idea where she was going with this.

“Uh…what’d’you mean?”

“He got just about as flustered as you did when I called him on it. But we both think you’re really cute, all three of us get along.”

“Yeah…” You cocked a brow at the blonde, “Spill it Rollins…”

“We want you to be our unicorn…if you’re interested…”

“I…oh wow..” You paused for a moment, letting the proposition settle in your brain. You certainly found them both significantly attractive, you all got along really well, and the friendship between you was so open and chill you knew there’d be no afterward awkwardness. You’d had a small handful of threesomes before, mainly in college, some of them you were the guest star, sometimes it was a drunken night of three single friends and once it was your girlfriend and one of your mutual girl crushes.

“Don’t feel pressured! We just started kinda joking around about it and then realized that it could actually happen if you were down.” You hummed over a sip of sangria,

“Oh..I’m down.”

*

After agreeing you’d laid down some groundwork with Amanda, reminding her of the things that people often forget when planning a ménage a trios. You told her to talk to Sonny about the level of comfort ability they had with things as simple as kissing (some people found the gesture too intimate in a highly sexual situation), down to the stronger ones of things like penetration, if she didn’t want Sonny in you, totally fine. If she did, you revealed you had an implant and were clean, but were more than okay with the insistence of condom use. You laid down a few things that you weren’t okay with and agreed on a safe word before splitting for the night, Amanda giving you a warm hug, smirking over her shoulder as she made her way down the street.

*

The following Saturday you arrived at Amanda’s apartment, extra bottle of Pinot in your hand as she greeted you with a warm hug, taking the bottle from you, pouring out three glasses. You’d previously texted about any conditions and everyone knew there wasn’t much that was off the table. Sonny greeted you from the kitchen, moving to give your cheek a quick kiss before moving back to the stove. Any apprehensiveness or nerves in the air dissipated as the three of you moved into your normal routine of hanging out, glasses of wine were refilled and dinner was served. There were jokes thrown around the room, but there was definitely a lingering lustful air flowing throughout the three of you. The looks a little bit longer, the smiles more smirk like, more physical contact that normal. After dinner was cleared and you were nearly done with your third round of drinks, it was you that ended up being the bold one.

“So…what’s the plan?” Amanda turned to you, gleam in her eye as she replied.

“Well…we wanted Sonny to watch first, then I’ll watch, then if we’re up for it… we’ll get into the full swing of things. If that’s okay with you.” You gave a small laugh,

“Jesus ‘Manda, you got any Gatorade on hand?” They both outwardly laughed at that. “Sounds perfect…what’re we waiting for?” You cocked a brow, moving off your stool, closer to the blonde.

You gave her a second to hesitate before cupping her cheek, lips meeting hers in a gentle kiss. It was nearly instantly that her hands roughly tugged at your hips, pulling you in between her legs as she remained on her stool. The kiss was dominant, her tongue tracing your lips, begging for access to your mouth that you were eager to submit to, arms wrapping tightly around her. Her tongue dove into your mouth, tasting every inch of it, groaning at the sweet remnants of the wine. There was a near frenzied feel behind it, a fire that both of you were slightly holding back on, pent on exploring each other’s mouths, relishing in the feel of lips finally meeting. You broke free, letting out a gasp of a breath as her hands began to trail their way up your sides, under your shirt. Amanda’s lips laid a path of kisses across your jawline, your head lolling to the side as she continued down your neck, nipping at the supple skin, resulting in a moan from you. She gained eye contact with Carisi over your shoulder while she bit into the skin of your pulse point, knowing something as simple as this was already getting him more than hot and bothered. The growing tent in his pants making that very apparent. You let out a whimper, hand burying into her hair, hips nearly rutting against her as she sucked against your neck, she let out a chuckle, pulling her mouth off you.

“Should we move to the bedroom honey?” Both your pupils were blown with lust, your own breath heaving, you nodded. She pecked your lips softly, “That’s my good girl.” She winked, “Bring your wine.” You were quick to grab the glass, your other hand linking with hers as she lead you down the hallway, Sonny following the two of you. He swore quietly, watching the two of you peel each other’s clothes off, knowing that you’d both picked your most exquisite lingerie for tonight, colours complimenting your skin tones perfectly. He settled into the armchair by the bed, stripping off his own shirt as he watched Amanda playfully push you down on the bed.

Your lips met again, this time more frenzied, little whimpers and groans leaving both of you regularly, your hands traced up Amanda’s sides, daring to cup at her chest through the lace. She pushed herself up slightly, lips trailing down your collarbone, biting at the exposed skin of your chest, hands tickling at your sides, causing you to wine, hips rutting against her.

“C’mon, don’t be a tease Amanda…” Sonny’s voice rung through the room. Both of your heads turned too him, hand beginning to palm himself through his pants.

“You just want us naked.” She joked back, resulting in a giggle from you.

“Well I don’t have a problem with that…” You mused, sitting up, an arm wrapping around Amanda’s waist to pull her to you, the other one unclipping your bra, letting it fall down your arms. Your hands swiftly made work of hers, tossing it to the floor, groaning at the sight of her bare chest in front of you.

A grunt came from Sonny as you sucked one of Amanda’s nipples into your mouth, tongue lapping against it, lips wrapping securely around it. Her hands buried into your hair, pulling you tighter to her, moaning at the feeling of your mouth against her sensitive skin. You gently dragged it with your teeth, letting it pop from your mouth as your hands traced up her legs, playing with the flimsy fabric of her panties. Amanda’s hands came to cup your bare breasts, rolling her thumbs over your nipples, easing them into hardened peaks while you sucked against her chest, the air filled with your moans and breathy whimpers.

When one of your hands snuck under her panties, sliding with ease through her folds she rolled her hips against you, loving the resulting giggle breaking through your lips. One of her hands curled under your chin, bringing it up to meet your lips again while the other one slipped beneath the band of your underwear. You let out a whine as her finger pads circled at your clit, your hips jolting against her as you held her tighter in your lap. You were both so distracted with each other you’d missed Sonny shedding himself of his pants, stroking himself through his briefs at the delectable sight in front of him.

Amanda threw her head back in a moan as your fingers dipped into her, lips reattaching to her chest, sucking a bruising mark at the underside while your fingers started to slowly fuck her. In return she copied your movements, fingers tracing through your folds, toying with the juices oozing out of you.

“So wet baby girl…” You tore yourself off her chest as she plunged her fingers into you, a wanton moan leaving your lips at the feeling, “Fuck. Sonny you’re gonna love her pussy, feels so fucking good.” She chuckled at his groan and at your whimper, the faltering of the movement of your fingers inside her as you did your best to keep control of your actions, “Oh honey, you can keep going, I know you can…already fucking me so good.” She murmured against your lips, curling her fingers right against your gspot, nipping at your lip, tugging it into her mouth.

“Don’t leave Amanda hanging Doll.” Sonny’s voice was thick with lust, breathy throughout the room. Your eyes met his, biting at Amanda’s lip as you fucked your fingers harder into her, rolling your thumb against her clit. The outward moan coming from her lips making him smirk, tugging down his briefs to properly tease himself, not missing the surprise on your face at seeing his size for the first time.

You dropped back against the bed, Sonny didn’t miss the grin on your face, the way your hair fanned out around your head, the way you pushed Amanda’s over her opposite shoulder so he would still have a clear view of you fucking his girlfriend. Her fingers plunged into you repeatedly and with more purpose than you could ever imagine, twisting and scissoring, you became enthralled with each other, the feeling of your hands in your most sensitive spots absolutely carnal. You started to feel Amanda’s walls fluttering around your fingers, speeding up the thrusting of them, the whimpers leaving her lips quickening as she did her best to curl her own hand against your sensitive spots, hips rolling against your hand harder and faster. Her mouth broke free from yours as she gasped out into the room, body vibrating with her orgasm.

Her hand clamped down against your cunt, your hips thrust up at the sudden pressure, begging for more, you breathlessly kissed her through her orgasm, hand softly pumping inside of her before finally retreating. As you pulled your fingers from her, your breath hitched, Carisi’s hand enclosing around your wrist, tugging your hand to his mouth as he sucked the digits clean. You both groaned at the sight, his moaning over the taste turning the temperature in the room even higher than it already was. Amanda sat up slightly, hellbent on making sure you came around her fingers, pumping faster into your dripping cunt, the sounds nearly echoing around the room. You threw your head back against the bed, one hand clutching the sheets while the other squeezed against Sonny’s, your gasps and moans becoming louder with every roll of your clit that she performed.

“Pussy’s soaked baby, you really fuckin’ like this, don’t ya?” She smirked down at you, laughing at the way you quickly nodded, “You gonna be a good girl and come for me? I know you want to.” Her free hand added pressure, heavily circling your clit as her fingers thrust in and out of you, curling right against your spongey spots, your hips shooting off the bed as your cry rang throughout the room as you reached your peak. “Good girl.” Amanda chuckled, giving you a soft kiss as she softly pulled her fingers from you, Sonny held back this time, knowing what Amanda wanted as she brought her fingers to your mouth. You were quick to oblige, sucking them clean of your juices, moaning over the taste. It only took a few moments of recovery before you flipped Amanda over, tugging down the lace excuse of her panties,

“Need to taste you…” You murmured, laying a trail of kisses down her body. Sonny let out a moan at the sight of you burying yourself between Amanda’s thighs, squeezing against the base of his cock in an attempt to hold back. As if watching the two of you finger each other wasn’t enough, the view of you sucking against her pussy, your muffled moans and groans, the mutters of just how fucking sweet she tasted, how much you loved her cunt, he was nearly ready to explode, and he needed to slow down right now.

“Fuck baby!” Amanda nearly yelped as you wrapped around her clit, sucking it into your mouth, tongue flicking against it, humming in satisfaction as her hips shot up. You giggled at the whimper that left her lips which made Sonny groan outwardly, knowing how much you both were enjoying this. His hand slowly stroked up and down his cock, watching the way you absolutely devoured her pussy, the groans of satisfaction breaking your lips. The way your eyes closed in pleasure, watching the way your lips wrapped around her lower ones, sucking each of them into your mouth, your tongue delving into her, collecting the wetness, moaning at the taste of her juices, he could see the slick building between your legs, knowing this was turning you on just as much as it was him.

“You taste like fucking heaven ‘Manda.” You murmured against her pussy, lips wrapping around her clit again as you plunged two fingers into her. Her hips shot up against your mouth, hand wrapping into your hair, Carisi increased the speed of his hand on his cock. Your fingers pumped heavily, curling every second thrust against her gspot until her thighs were shaking around you. “Let go…” You barely whispered, lips returning to her clit, heavily sucking it into your mouth, tongue flicking against it, vibrations of your moans making her nearly squeal.

Your fingers hit her spongey spot on repeat, pressing and dragging harder while you devoured her with your mouth, not surprised when walls clenched against you, wetness increasing as her juices nearly exploded around your hand. You pulled your mouth away, softly fucking her through her orgasm as her breath returned to normal. You giggled, giving her a soft kiss,

“You okay?”

“Fucking fantastic. Holy shit.” You nearly shrieked when you felt Sonny’s hands on your hips, flipping you over on the bed beside Amanda, laughing softly as you bounced on the bed.

“That was so fucking hot.” He muttered, pulling you up to sitting to meet his lips in a bruising kiss, groaning at the taste of Amanda on your tongue. You had to admit, you were slightly surprised he was so dominating, taking immediate control of the kiss. Though, you weren’t Amanda, and who knew what their regular dynamics were. And Sonny, wow did he know how to kiss. You whined against his mouth as his tongue danced with yours, pillowy lips moving against yours.

“Stretch her out before you fuck her Sonny…” The breathless admission from Amanda earned a light laugh from the both of you, you tugged her into a soft kiss as his hands traced down your body.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful sweetheart…fuck…both of ya are..” Sonny could barely believe he’d managed to be in this situation, especially outside of his dreams and fantasies. You gave another adorably soft giggle, dropping down onto the bed, pulling Amanda into another soft kiss. Your breath hitched when Sonny’s fingers hit your lower lips, ripping the panties from you. Amanda chuckled at the sight of you as he began to finger fuck you, knowing just how fucking talented he was at what he did.

“Oh FUCK.” Your hips jolted up as Sonny’s fingers plunged into to, twisting, curving and scissoring against your soft, dripping walls. Whimpers left your lips when his thumb circled your clit, “Please….” You practically begged, not even sure who you were asking as you looked between the two of them, the smug look on Amanda’s face and the blissed out look on Sonny’s. “Please…can I come.” Amanda laughed softly,

“She was good enough to ask, I’d say you let her.” Carisi laughed back at that, but his thumb hit harder and your body clenched, his fingers nearly trapped inside your cunt.

The vision of you thrown back against Amanda’s bed, skin flushed, eyes screwed shut, one of your hands clenching against Amanda’s thighs, knowing that you’d so easily submitted to both of them was too much. Both of them were so fired up watching the way your body shook in pleasure, whines escaping your lips.

“Good girl…” Amanda praised, stroking the hair out of your face gently, giving your forehead a soft kiss, “You did so well baby girl.” She pecked your lips gently while you gained your breath, “Are you okay if Sonny fucks you now?” Your eyes met hers, still full of lust and passion, a small laugh breaking free of her lips that made her smile.

“Yes..please…please fuck me….” You eyes trailed from hers over to Sonny, the primal look on his face and indication that you were all on the same page. You yelped lightly as he tugged you to the edge of the bed, your hips nearly dangling off the edge while he stood, Amanda perched next to you.

He bent quickly to kiss her and then you, groaning at the sight of you kissing each other while he pumped his cock a few times, spreading the precum down his dick. The sight of you in front of him, legs spread for him was one thing, but the fact that Amanda was beside you, one hand keeping your legs spread while the other played with your nipples, he’d never imagined it would actually happen. His hand wrapped around his cock, slapping it against your clit gently, relishing in the moan that you let out at that, your hand wrapped around Amanda’s wrist tightening. With a grin, he teased you, the tip running through your folds, simply daring to give you what you actually wanted.

“Sonny…” You whined… “Please…” He chucked at that, slowing plunging into your pussy, groaning at the warmth wetness that encased him. He bottomed out, completely enthralled by the feeling, having to wait a moment. The visuals of you and Amanda still so fresh in his mind to not come that instant. Amanda leaned down, kissing you softly,

“Knew you could take it sweet girl, you’re doing amazing baby. You okay?” You locked eyes with her, nodding, whining out a moan as Sonny slowly pulled out, leaving only the tip in.

“Fuck!” Your eyes screwed shut, you were already so sensitive from the earlier orgasms you weren’t sure how you were supposed to last through this.

“Fuck sweetheart…” Sonny started, his hips slowly thrusting against yours, “Pussy feels so fuckin’ good.” Amanda smirked, especially at the way you whimpered against the feeling of Sonny’s cock dragging against all your sensitive spots, clenching around him before you could even imagine it.

“Told ya.” She smirked, glancing to him. Sonny’s hands tightened around your legs, keeping them spread, Amanda groaned at the sight in front of her, “Fuck honey. Look at you, taking his cock so fucking good. You really love this don’t you?” You whined out a response, hand thrashing in an attempt to find her body, finally resting on her thigh while she laughed, “So fucking hot, God I can see how wet you are, creaming around Sonny, you want more, don’t you?” She smirked.

“Harder….please..” You begged, and Sonny was quick to oblige, his hips meeting yours with even more passion than before, the speed and pressure making you moan heavily.

Amanda watched the way your body thrived against the bed, the whimpers leaving your lips, the way Sonny threw his head back, knowing your walls were fluttering against him. Her fingers quickly found your clit, heavily rolling against it, her other hand laying gently against your collarbone, waiting for your heavy nod of consent before it closed around your throat. Your body arched against the bed, the best of a wail that could leave your throat echoing through the room while Sonny pounded into you, Amanda increasing the pressure against your throat. You gasped heavily when her fingers hit against your clit, and the drag of his cock against your gspot made you clench so heavily against him it nearly shoved him out of you, juices exploding onto the bed. Amanda gave a soft laugh, the hand around your neck softening as she leaned into kiss your breathless lips,

“Good girl.” She praised, Sonny gave a heavy groan, the feeling of you squeezing that tightly around him nearly too much. “Sweetheart keep going.” She encouraged, “I want you to come in her, then I’m gonna clean up the mess.” She smirked, kissing you gently as Sonny’s hips enthusiastically met yours once again. You felt barely conscious , the feeling of both their hands on you entirely too much as you came again, shuddering against their bodies right before Sonny did, spilling into you, making sure he was done twitching before he pulled out of you. He nearly toppled over you before rolling over on the bed, breathless and panting.

Amanda gave you absolutely no time to recover, diving into your pussy, your hips shot up and you yelped, tears nearly breaking into your eyes at the over stimulation. Her tongue shot through you, groaning at the taste of the two of you, digging into your dripping cunt, pulling as much cum as she could from you. One of your hands shot to her hair, whimpers leaving your lips as she gathered all the juices from the two of you, unable to even decide if you wanted her to keep going or if you needed her to stop.

“‘Manda..please!” You begged, not even sure what you were begging for. You felt her smirk against your skin, her fingers quickly replaced her mouth, lips wrapping around your clit. It only took a matter of seconds for you to nearly scream your orgasm through the room, still so sensitive from the previous ones.

Amanda chuckled softly, crawling up your body, giving you a soft kiss, one that you returned, she leant across you, kissing Sonny, who was quick to kiss your shoulder.

“Stay…” Amanda mumbled, snuggling up against you, her submissive side finally showing through. You giggled softly, wrapping your arms around her, kissing her gently. You felt Sonny’s long arms wrap around the two of you, relishing in the snuggle fest as you drifted off into dreamland.

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Kinktober Day 8: Handcuffs

Sonny Carisi x GN! Reader

Summary: Sonny having taken his cop belt home accidentally you make use of the mistake, picking out the metal handcuffs that hung on them.

Warnings: Established Relationships, Smut, Roleplay, Little bit of Cop Roleplay, Cuffed Reader

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Seated on the couch watching whatever was on to stay awake, waiting for your Sonny to come home. Both of you have an equal amount of hate for his late nights, barely spending time with him, not counting the quick mornings when he speeds out the door.

Hearing the sound of the front door opening then closing, you turn to see Sonny. Tired, handling multiple things at once. Getting up from the couch, coming over to help while scanning him, feeling as if something looked out of place. Grabbing the bags of takeout, leaving him with his coat and keys, finally realizing what it was.

"You have your cop belt still on," you say, causing his attention to snap down to his hips. "Shit," he curses tiredly, you watch as he rushes over the kitchen counter, throwing down everything.

As he undid the belt, you caught a glimpse of something that shined in the dim kitchen light. Putting down the bags of takeout, paying little attention to Sonny's distress as he called Olivia, standing nearby, staring at the shiny metal handcuffs that were clipped, oh, so safely onto the belt.

Ending the call, still turned away, you quickly took the cuffs, only to hold them up dangling from your finger. Hearing the sound of metal, Sonny turned, seeing you smirking, knowing already all the ideas that ran through your head.

"Come on, give them back," he says, accent thick, shyly smiling at your playful demeanor. Swinging around the cuffs with one finger pulling away as he tries to grab them.

"And what if I say no? You going to arrest me?" you ask, holding up the handcuffs high with a raised brow, hoping for him to play along a little longer.

"I just might have to," he says, securing that hope a little more as he moves in closer. Inch by inch until your lips met, only for him to take his opportunity, snatching away the cuffs, leaving your plans null and void.

Breaking away, seeing his grin, you frown, only to hear a repeated clicking sound coming from your raised arm. Barely having time to look before being turned around and pressed against the kitchen counter. Feeling something poked your ass, knowing it wasn't Sonny's belt as it lay right in front of you. Shifting your hips around, hearing as he groaned, only leaning in harder.

"What are you going to do to me, Officer?" You tease, hands now fully cuffed as his own traveled to your hips, failing to hold them still. Quickly giving up, removing his hands from your body, hearing the familiar sound of his work pants being undone.

From the button being undone to the zipper, the sound of each step made you squirm on full display for him to devour. That he did, though slowly, softly, his fingertips played with the hem of your bottom clothing, with one quick motion pulling them down, leaving you to shiver in the cold apartment air.

Half naked in your shared kitchen, yearning for your Sonny's cock, cuffed, unable to hold yourself up. Laying halfway down on the cold granite counter, but warmth quickly sparks in you. Bliss flooded up through you as Sonny's warm cock was engulfed by your soft, wet walls, moans echoing out from both of you.

Sloppily thrusting, too impatient to recover from the overwhelming feeling of your euphoric walls, though quickly getting bold with each thrust. Feeling as he pulled firmly on the cuffs, ensuring no squirm as he took the rains of the night's plans.

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Not in Chronological Order ch. 5 - Orange Magic

setting: Central Park// Saturday morning

summary: Reader and Sonny are watching his niece's softball game on Saturday morning and he is interrupted by a series of work calls.

A/N: This takes place 13 months into their relationship. Also, I mentioned on the series page that I've taken some creative liberties with Sonny's nieces and nephews, which still stands. I'm giving his sister Teresa three kids, including a daughter named Sofia.

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“Thought ya weren’t gonna make it,” Sonny called his tone light and teasing. It was still cold for the middle of March and he had his Fordham hoodie on, hands in his front pocket though he took them out as you approached, pulling you into a hug. You were careful of the coffees in your hands as you wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing your face against the collar of his hoodie and kissing the side of his jaw. 

Once you’d extricated yourself from his embrace and handed him one of the coffees you said, “And miss a softball game for six year olds?” You asked, “doesn’t sound like me.”

“Yeah, alright, I don’t appreciate the snark,” he joked. 

Dating Sonny had just been dating Sonny until about three months into the relationship when he decided he’d waited long enough to introduce you to his family. Now, over a year into your relationship, you felt like you were dating the entire Carisi clan. Dates turned into family parties or Sunday night dinner or watching his nieces and nephew play sports early on Saturday mornings and it all felt bizarrely more domestic than any of your previous relationships. Maybe that was simply because the last time you had a serious boyfriend was ten years ago when you were twenty. 

Today you’d gotten yourself out of bed early and taken the subway into Manhattan to see Teresa’s youngest daughter’s softball game. You’d been invited by Teresa before Sonny could even remember the date. She’d texted an entire schedule for each of her three children’s sports and school activities to you at the beginning of their school year when you’d only been dating Sonny for six and a half months. 

“Just FYI,” you mentioned, shifting your coffee to balance between the crook of your arm and your body so you could clap as Sofia came up to bat, “I’m mad at you.”

Sonny’s eyebrows furrowed, looking at you with a mix of concern and confusion, trying to wrack his brain for a reason that you would be upset with him. Between both of your busy schedules you’d managed to keep any dates that you scheduled and he’d been on time to every apartment tour for the last two weeks. 

“What? Why?” He finally asked, unable to think of any particular reason you had for being mad at him. 

You turned your face toward him, that sly smile creeping over your features, causing him to realize that you’d been teasing him. “Because you didn’t tell me about that Italian place on Locust.”

“Near my parent’s house?” He asked, not concerned anymore but twice as confused. The two of you had been over the bridge almost every week for Sunday dinner but he couldn’t think of another reason for you to trek to Staten Island, at least without him. 

“Yeah, I went last night with your mom." 

"You went to dinner with my ma?” Sonny was more than positive that you hadn’t mentioned a Friday date night with his mom at any point during the week. 

“She said she wanted to take me to dinner for my birthday, just the two of us,” you shrugged. 

“Ya went to dinner with my ma?”

“Yes. She texted me like, two weeks ago, and asked if I wanted to have dinner,” you explained, “anyway…the point is, why didn’t you ever take me there? The food is so good!" 

"I can’t believe you went to dinner with my ma and didn’t even tell me about it,” he replied, “I can’t believe she’s texting you.”

“Jealous?” You joked, bumping his hip with yours. “Where’s Teresa anyway?”

“Paul’s got the kids this weekend,” Sonny replied, nodding his head in the direction of the bleachers on the other side of the diamond where his ex-brother-in-law sat with two small children. 

“Oh fun,” you muttered. Teresa had introduced you to Paul only once but that had been more than enough for you to get a measure on him. 

“So, what did you and my ma talk about?” Sonny asked, looking at you over the rim of his disposable cup as he took a sip. 

“Well, she spent a good half of the time asking me when I was planning on making her a grandmother again,” you replied, “although, at least your mom has more of a filter than you do." 

Sonny had ungracefully blurted out, halfway through dinner on your second date, that he wanted to have kids someday and he was looking for a serious relationship. As if two dates in a week was enough to know whether you were going to devote the rest of your life to him. You were planning on it, in fact, though you had avoided saying so two dates in. 

"What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked, looking incredulous at the accusation. 

Before you could answer, his cellphone went off and Sonny stepped away from you to answer it, already falling into ADA mode. You turned your own attention back to the game, scanning the game to see where Sofia was and finding her in the dug out, waiting for her turn to bat again. 

“…I can email it to ya first thing tomorrow morning. I’m not in the office right now,” Sonny said, looking back toward the Little League diamond, his gaze softening as he watched you clap for his niece. “Yeah, yeah…I’ll talk to ya later, alright, bye Liv.”

Sonny made it over to you after hanging up, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and kissing your cheek. 

“Do you need to go?” You asked, turning your head to meet his eyes. 

“Nah, just some paperwork. Nothing I can’t get in the morning,” he replied. 

“Are you sure?” You knew you sounded surprised as he looked over at you, the beginnings of an apology already forming on his tongue.

“Yeah, ya just got here and we’re supposed to look at that apartment after lunch.”

“I know,” you turned back to the game, “but if you have to-”

“I don’t." 

A year and a month into dating Sonny, you knew that his job was more than important. It was demanding on a good day and soul-draining otherwise. The work he did was necessary and hard and you understood. Yours wasn’t an easy job either, though you had more structured hours than Sonny sometimes got. Both of you had brought up jobs and relationship expectations somewhere around the three month mark but neither of you had really gotten anywhere solid and the discussion had been shelved for later. For further down the road when things were more serious. 

Talking babies with Serafina Carisi and apartment shopping seemed like the time to unshelf that conversation but neither of you really wanted to. 

"So, dinner with my ma?” Sonny asked, trying to get back whatever you’d had before Sonny had answered the phone.

“Oh yeah, we covered all the topics. Jobs, children, future wedding, why you haven’t proposed yet,” you laughed at Sonny’s expression, “her question, not mine.”

“She’s something else,” he muttered, pressing his face into your neck. 

You reached up with one hand to pat the top of his head, running your fingers through the soft, salt and pepper, waves. No work meant no hair gel. “She told me that we should move to Staten Island so when we have kids she can babysit and we don’t have to worry about work or daycare.”

“We just have to worry about commuting back into Manhattan?” Sonny asked, slightly muffled by your sweatshirt. You could feel his mouth against your neck as he spoke, breath warm in the cold morning air. 

“What, you don’t wanna sit in hours of traffic every day?”

“Dream come true,” he hummed. 

Sonny’s phone rang once more and he groaned against your neck, giving you a gentle squeeze before he pulled away. You heard Liv’s name leave his lips as he stepped further away from you and the game. Serafina had referred to the relationship as a test of patience. You wouldn’t put all the blame for busy schedules on Sonny though, there were plenty of dates that you had interrupted with a phone call or times when you’d brought work to his house when you were supposed to be having dinner together. 

“Are you sure you don’t need to go in?” you asked when he made his way over to you again.

“No,” he pocketed his phone, “sorry.”

“No you aren’t,” you laughed, stepping away to throw out your empty coffee. When you came back over he was frowning. “What?”

“I am-”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” you sighed, wrapping your arms around his waist and tucking yourself into his side. He slung an arm around your shoulders instinctively. “I just meant, I’m not mad that you have to work when you’re off the clock. You know I get it, I just…wish you wouldn’t apologize. It gives me false hope that maybe next time you won’t go into the office or answer the phone and I know you won’t.”

“It’s just, the case we’re working on-” Sonny started to explain.

“Dominick,” you huffed, cutting him off, “I literally just gave you an out, you don’t have to explain. I’m not mad.”

“You seem a little mad.”

“Well…” You turned into Sonny more, fiddling with ties on his hoodie for a moment before meeting his eyes, “it’s 10am on a Saturday and I’m watching your niece play softball and thinking that maybe your mom wasn’t so crazy for asking me about kids cause I could totally rock being a ‘soccer mom’ someday and then I just spiral further into my head like…will Sonny answer the phone when our future children with Italian names are running around playing baseball and then I realize I’m being totally irrational because half the time I’m the one on the phone and then-”

“Hey,” Sonny cut you off this time, pulling you closer to hug you, kissing the side of your head, “we both have crazy jobs and we knew that getting into this and I know you are more than understanding about my schedule but that doesn’t mean I’m not sorry that I gotta answer the phone when I’m with you." 

"I know,” you replied, “I just feel like, the interruptions happen whether you make excuses for them or not…I just don’t want us to be those people that like, make the excuses. I don’t wanna lie and say that next time I won’t pick up a second shift and I don’t want you to say that you won’t stay late at the office cause then we’re just lying to each other.”

Sonny looked contemplative as he considered what you had said to him. Finally, he nodded, “I agree…I just feel guilty sometimes hassling you with interruptions when we’re supposed to be off.”

“I don’t think this is a compromise we can figure out over the course of one conversation,” you replied. A Little League baseball game probably wasn’t the best place to be hashing out your feelings as it was but there was certainly no easy end or compromise to the situation at hand. Down the road, you imagined, it would have to evolve into other conversations too, more nuanced, about family instead of just you and Sonny. “But if you do have to go in to the office…”

“Just for like an hour tops, I promise we’ll make the open house." 

"We better,” you tried to sound threatening but it was hard to do when you were smiling, “cause I showed Serafina the places we were looking and it’s the only one she likes.”

“She’s not living in it,” Sonny pointed out.

“Yeah but she said it’s got three bedrooms so that’s at least two grandkids.”

“With Italian names,” he teased.

“Depends,” you replied, detangling yourself from Sonny as his niece ran over to say hello. 

“On what?” He asked, though he was looking at Sofia and waving, a massive smile on his face.

“I’ll tell you when little ears aren’t around,” you joked. 

Sofia made impact with his legs before he could answer you and Sonny lifted her up, settling her against his hip despite her being six and all limbs, happily kicking him as he hugged her. She launched into a recounting of the game, as if neither of you had been there and seen most of it. You couldn’t help thinking that maybe Serafina was right when she told you that a year and a month was not too short a time to already be thinking about kids of your own. Interruptions be damned, you’d spend the rest of your life with Sonny if you were given the opportunity.