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Aaron (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) Hotchner

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Raúl Esparza as David Alvarez – A MURDER AT THE END OF THE WORLD

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Raúl Esparza in A Murder at the End of the World (2023)

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Raúl Esparza in Season 23 of Law & Order: SVU (1999-)

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“i watch SVU for the plot.”

the plot:

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I got somebody. Rafael Barba. He's the guy that put away the two johns for raping a prostitute. [Yeah, that was a tough case. I thought he was in Brooklyn.] He was. Just requested a lateral to Manhattan. Guy's got big brass...ego. Raúl Esparza as A.D.A RAFAEL BARBA LAW & ORDER: Special Victims Unit

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Thomas Gibson as Chip Rockefeller The Flintstones in Viva Rock Vegas (2000)

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Valentines Day

Rafael Barba x fem! Reader

Warnings: established relationship, piv sex, oral (female receiving), foreplay, fluff after

Word count: 2k

Rafael Barba stuck the key in the door, pausing and laying his forehead on the cool wood. It was 11pm, on Valentines Day, and he was supposed to be home by 8.

You told him that morning of the plans you had. Exchange gifts, have dinner that you would make, and have the best sex of your lives. It stayed on Barba's mind all day. He could barley concentrate on his work, imagining how you would look. What you would wear. Would you curled the way he liked it? Would you wear the red lingerie he bought you?

God, he hoped so.

But a new case was dropped on his desk, and he got stuck at his office. A text was sent to you at 7:30, telling you he would only be 30 minutes late. Another text was sent at 8:30, apologizing and promising he'd be there by 9, 9:30 at the latest. By 10, he didn't even bother texting you. He knew you were upset and angry, and there was nothing he could do about it.

He already bought your gift and had it bagged up at home. A beautiful diamond necklace, one that you pointed out months ago while on a trip. On his way home, he picked up a bouquet of red roses, hoping to soften the blow that he knew was coming.

Taking one last breath, he twisted the key and pushed the door open, closing and locking it behind him. Turning around, he noticed the lights in the apartment were off, but candles were everywhere, burning brightly. Placing his briefcase on the chair, he looked down to see rose petals, a path to your shared bedroom.

As he passed the kitchen, he noticed how clean it was, like it hadn't been touched. Like you hadn't cooked at all. Barba took his coat and blazer off, laying them across a table chair, before following path of petals. Stopping at the closed door, he heard soft music coming from inside. Pushing it open, his brows raised and his jaw dropped.

There you were, sitting on the end of the bed. Your hair, just like he hoped, curled around your shoulders. The red lingerie looking incredible on you, your breast on full display for him. You were leaned back on the back, your hands holding you up. His eyes trailed down your body, his tongue darting out slightly as he kept going. "Like what you see counselor?"

Rafael's eyes shot back up to your face, makeup perfectly highlighting your beautiful features. A smirk was playing across your lips, lips he couldn't wait to get his own on. "Oh, hermosa, I am blinded by your beauty right now." Your smirk turned into a smile, pushing yourself off the bed and walking towards him. His eyes followed your every move, a smirk starting to tease his lips.

"I had a feeling you wouldn't be home by 8, so I took a risk. I didn't cook and set up the apartment." His eyes looked at the bed, rose petals scattered across it. "Are those for me?"

He only then remembered the flowers in his hands, quickly holding them up for you to grab. "Indeed they are. I thought it might gain me some browny points but I can see that they weren't needed."

Nodding, you smelt them before placing them on your table. "No, but they are beautiful. I love them." Turning back to Barba, he started walking to you, taking in every inch of skin on display. "I thought you might need a stress reliever tonight."

Loosening his tie, he pulled it off while a chuckle escaped his mouth. "Cariño, I need a stress reliever every night." You grinned while he held his hand up to your face, caressing your cheek. "I do believe I was promised the best sex of my life this morning. Or was that a lie too?"

Shaking your head, you pursed your lips while unbuttoning his dress shirt. "Oh, no baby. That, most definitely, was not a lie." Pushing the shirt past his shoulders, he shrugged it off, pulling the undershirt off as well.

Barba kicked his shoes off while you unbuckled his belt. He grabbed your hands, stopping your actions, causing you to become confused. "All I want you to do right now is get your pretty ass in that bed, and let me take care of you."

"But Raf-"

"Did I stutter?" You immediately stopped talking, a small smile playing along your lips. Walking to the bed, you swayed your hips, climbing onto the bed, your ass stuck in the air.

Turning over, you laid your head on the pillows, spreading your legs. "No sir, you did not."

Rafael's smirk became larger, his hands sliding his belt off and dropping on the ground. He didn't bother with his pants right now, opting to climb in the bed with you. He held himself up above you, taking in your beauty while you stared up at him. "You are breathtaking, do you know that?"

You shyly smiled. "You remind me everyday."

Smiling, Rafael leaned down and captured your lips in a heated kiss, going down on his forearms to get even closer. Your arms wrapped around his neck, trying to pull him closer. The kiss turned more heated, your tongues fighting in your mouth, teeth clashing as you let a moan slip out.

Falling on his side, Rafael pulled you to him on your side, quickly unlatching your bra and throwing it aside. Your breasts fell, Rafael immediately pushing himself down and capturing your nipple, sucking and biting at it. "Oh fuck, Rafa..."

His hand came up, pinching and rolling the other around, causing whimpers to fall from your mouth. Stopping his assault, he began kissing down your chest, sucking and licking around your naval while he pushed back on your back. Your breathing picked up as you watched him go further and further down. Once he got to the waistband on your thong, he looked up at you, making sure.

"Rafa, please."

That was all it took. He placed open mouthed kisses around your clothed pussy. His tongue darted out, licking through the fabric. You were getting frustrated and restless, hating the teasing. Rafael leaned up some and pulled the thong down your legs, throwing it behind him. Sitting up on his knees, he took in your bare body. You were exquisite, lying there and waiting for him to ravish you. Rubbing your thighs, he met your eyes, his lids low. "I am going to ruin you for any other man, if you ever decide you'll no longer have me. Are you ready for that, hermosa?"

Smirking, you nodded. "Beyond ready, counselor."

Rafael dove in, not being able to hold himself back anymore. The first stride had you gasping for air, on hand tangling in his hair and the other gripped the sheet. He held your legs on his shoulders, his hands gripping your thighs. His mouth worked magic, eating like hadn't ate in weeks. He was starved and your pussy was the only thing that could please and fix that.

He added in two fingers, sucking at your clit and pulling away with a pop. He glanced up to watch you come undone. Your head was thrown back into the pillows, both hands now gripping the sheets while whimpers and moans fell from your mouth.

He pulled his mouth away while his fingers continued on, curling to hit that perfect stop. "Oh my god, oh my-fuck.."

He smiled, shaking his head. "Not god baby, not god ever. It will always be me."

Pushing and curling, he watched you release your orgasm, thighs shaking as he kept going. Your hand shot down to grab his before he gently gripped your wrist, pulling it back. Keeping his fingers in you, he pulled himself up to be face to face with you. "Who do you think you are to try and make me stop? Who's in charge here?" You couldn't stop moaning long enough to answer the question, until he paused his movements, watching your eyes open. "I asked a question."

"You Rafa, you're in charge."

He leaned down and placed light kisses on your neck. "You're goddamn right I am." It was whispered but you heard it, and it made you clench around his fingers, something he immediately noticed. "Oh, chica sucia, you are so in for it."

He placed a gentle kiss on your lips before moving back down to his knees. Unbuttoning his slacks, he slid them off, leaving him only his boxers. Sitting up, you caressed his cheeks and pulled him into a kiss. One hand trailed down his neck and abdomen, stopping to play with his waistband. He pulled back for air while looking down at your sneaky hand. "Would he like some attention?"

Nodding, Rafael bit his lip to not smile too wide. "Oh, he would love some." Before slipping your hand in, you brought it back up to lick your wet tongue on your palm, watching Rafael's eyes darken with lust. You gripped the base of his cock, slowly moving your hand up and down, teasing his tip each time. "Oh fuck, Y/n..."

Hearing Rafael moan out your name filled you with pride, it did every time. His moans were always so pretty and he didn't always let them slip. "Do you like that baby?" He nodded, his face falling to the crook of your neck, lips sucking bruises that you'll have to hide the next few days. "You know what I'd like?" Feeling him shake his hand, you got close enough to whisper in his ear. "You taking away my ability to walk."

Not a second went by as he pushed you to lay back down, staring at you with hooded lids. "Ask and you shall receive, querida."

Sliding his boxers down, you watched his pretty cock spring out. Rafael wasn't just long, he was thick. You've had sex with him so many times, and it still stretches you everytime.

Rafael pulls your legs, pulling down the bed, and places your ankles on his shoulders. He took his tip, rubbing it around your slit before lining himself up. Watching your face, he slowly pushed in, inch by inch, your face scrunching up in slight pain. "Shh shh shh, mi amor, it'll all be okay." He bottomed out and you gasped slightly, gripping the sheets. "Just say when."

Waiting a few seconds, you nodded and he moved his hips back, sliding his cock along your warm, wet walls. He stopped at the tip, before slowly moving back in. After doing this for a couple strides, the pain turned into pleasure, moans spilling out. Rafael took that as his cue to speed up, causing your moans to grow louder. You clenched around his cock, causing him to hiss but keep his rhythm. "You don't come until I do."

Your moan got mixed with a whine. "Rafa I can't-"

"You can and you will." He sped up, feeling his own orgasm building up. Grabbing your thighs, he bent your legs, your knees side your ears. The new position made it even more difficult to hold off, being able to feel everything. "Fuck Y/n, how do you get tighter every time?" One of your hands gripped his forearm, nails sliding down and you tried to hold it in. Rafael was about to bust any second. "Come ángel, come around my cock."

You wanted to scream with satisfaction as your second orgasm washed over you, Rafael following behind. You felt his cum shoot and cover your gooey walls, a groan coming from his mouth as his head was thrown back. You stayed like that, both of you catching your breaths.

Rafael pulled your legs down, gently placing them on the bed as he laid on top of you. He placed light kisses along your cheek and neck, your hand mixing in his hair. "You did so good, mi amor, tan buena..."

You smiled and kissed the top of his head, rubbing his upper arm. "Happy Valentines Day, handsome."

Rafael lifted his head up, smiling as he kissed your lips. "Best day of my life."

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What's he doing here?

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Hey , hey “Sir.”…. The vest

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Time for Us

This is honestly short and sweet <33 The description sounds like it's gonna be smutty but I swear it isn't

Pairing: Rafael Barba x Reader

Tropes: None rly?

Warnings: Some undressing and kissing, but nothing graphic, fluffy intimacy

Other tags: Rafael Barba’s suspenders ™ , soft Rafael 😭

Background: You’re a detective at the SVU and you’re dating Barba.

Description: You and your boyfriend, Rafael, have been busy at work and haven’t had much time for one another. While working late at his office, the two of you end up sharing a few kisses on his couch. Where do things go when you realize his office is a little too hot?

    You let out a sigh as you sat back against the couch. Looking at your phone, you realized that you and your boyfriend had been working on the case for much longer than you’d thought.

    “We’ve been at this for hours,” you sighed, scooting over to sit closer to Rafael, running one hand over his back.

    Your boyfriend let out a groan, sitting up from where he’d been leant over the papers on the table in front of the both of you. He leaned into your touch, humming softly.

    “It’s a tough case,” he complained, leaning against the back of the couch.

    As he leaned back, you let your hand slide up to rest on the back of his neck. You ran your fingers through the shorter hairs there.

    “I know,” you nodded in agreement. “That’s why I’m here, to help you with it. But,” you started, leaning in to kiss his cheek, “Neither of us are any good if we’re exhausted.”

    “You’re right,” he nodded. He closed his eyes, running one hand over his face.

    He looked tired. He’d been working so hard on the case, and you could tell it was getting to him. His tie and jacket had both been abandoned hours ago, and his suspenders no longer rested on his shoulders, but were pushed off and now hung around his waist on the couch. The top two buttons on his shirt were undone and his sleeves were both rolled up around his forearms. 

    Even when he was exhausted and overworking himself, you had to admit, the man was handsome. Sexy, even.

    You smiled to yourself at the thought, just enjoying the silence while you played with your boyfriend’s hair. His eyes opened and he looked over at you.

    “What are you smiling about?” He questioned, moving one hand to run over the leg closest to him. 

    “You just look handsome,” you answered honestly, shrugging. “Can’t I just admire my boyfriend?”

    “We’ve been here working all day, and that’s what you’re thinking about right now? Aren’t you tired of looking at me?” He hummed out curiously.

   “Nope,” you nodded, scooting in closer and using your free hand to cup his face. “I’ll never get tired of looking at you.”

    “Are you trying to sweeten me up for something?” He asked, eyes narrowing.

    “Can’t you just accept that I think you’re handsome?” You laughed softly, shaking your head. You leaned in, giving him a soft kiss on the lips.

    With no way to reply, Rafael responded by humming against your lips. He relaxed farther into the couch, pulling you closer to him. By the time you pulled away, you were nearly on his lap.

    “If you keep kissing me like that, I’ll accept just about anything you say,” he smiled, pecking your lips.

    “Sounds like a win win,” you shrugged. You moved around until you were comfortably seated on his lap. You sat sideways across his thighs, one arm wrapped around his shoulders, the other rested on his chest.

    “Is this part of the deal too?” He teased, one brow raised.

    “I think I could throw it in,” you returned his teasing, leaning in to once again press your lips to his.

    Rafael let one hand run over your outer thigh while the other was planted firmly on your hip. Your hand on his chest slowly drifted up until it could rest on the side of his throat, your fingertips brushing the hair on the nape of his neck.

    His hand held your hip tighter, keeping you pressed closely to him. Not that you wanted to move anyways.

    You only pulled away from his lips when you needed to get a lung full of air. You didn’t go far, though, your forehead leaning into his. The two of you took a few slow breaths as you tried to calm down. 

    “I’ve missed this,” you admitted. “We’ve both been working so much lately, we haven’t had time for us.”

    “I know,” he agreed, his voice soft. “I’m sorry.”

    “It’s not your fault, it’s both of our jobs, not just yours,” you argued, not wanting him to think you were blaming him in the slightest. It truly was just your busy work lives.

    “This weekend, when this case is over, let’s just take those days for us,” he suggested. “Nothing work related,” he added.

    “That sounds nice,” you hummed happily. “I’d really like that, Raf.”

    “Then that’s what we’ll do,” he gave a small, affirmative nod. “For now, though,” he sighed, “We really should get back to work on this case.”

    “I hate that you’re right,” you huffed. You moved off of his lap, plopping down on the couch next to him.

    “You always hate when I’m right,” he joked.

    “That’s because you’re right too often, it’s infuriating. And a lot of the time, also attractive, which makes it doubly annoying,” you complained, though there was no real disdain in your words.

    “Thank you,” he paused, “I think.” With that, he started to lean over the table to get back to work.

    You stopped him, a hand gently grabbing his shoulder.

    “Before we get back to work, can we maybe turn the AC up?” You asked, “I’m starting to feel a little hot,” you frowned, your fingers starting to undo the buttons on his shirt.

    “It’s a little hot in here,” he agreed. “But why are you unbuttoning my shirt?” He asked, his eyes narrowed.

    “Oh, no reason,” you shrugged innocently, smiling at him.

    “Okay, you’re tired and you’re getting delusional,” he teased, gently taking both of your hands in his. “Maybe we go home and get some rest, then come back to this with fresh eyes in the morning.”

    “It’s almost like I suggested that a few minutes ago,” you deadpanned. “We both need the rest, Raf, and you know it.”

    “Then let’s go home,” he nodded, standing from the couch and stretching with a soft groan. He buttoned his shirt back up and slid his suspenders back over his shoulders. 

    You stood up as well, grabbing both your coat and his, as well as his tie. Truthfully, you just wanted to get home as soon as you could.

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    “I’m not sure I’ve ever been so happy to see this bed,” you let out a dry laugh as the two of you walked into your shared bedroom. You had already discarded your shoes and both jackets at the door, so all that was left was getting undressed and ready for bed.

    “You say that every time you come home after a long day,” Rafael chuckled, rolling his neck as he undid his suspenders, putting them back into their place in the dresser.

    “Well it’s just always true,” you argued. 

    You crossed the room, only stopping when you were standing in front of Rafael. You slid your hands down his chest and stomach, carefully pulling his shirt from where it had been tucked into his pants. Once it was untucked, your hands made their way back up, stopping when they reached his top button. Much like you had done earlier in his office, you began undoing the buttons on his shirt.

    “You’re starting to make a habit of this, you know?” He teased, but made no move to stop you. His hands found your hips and rested there as you slowly undid his shirt.

    “You don’t seem to mind,” you countered, finally undoing the last button.

    “I don’t mind, not at all,” he nodded, tilting his head as he looked at you.

    You reached up, pushing his dress shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. The shirt fell into a pile on the floor behind him. Once his shirt was discarded, you wrapped your arms around his middle and pressed closer to him. You tucked your head against his shoulder, closing your eyes.

    “This is exactly what I wanted,” you said softly, practically melting into his chest. “I’ve just really been missing time with you. I know we spend all day together sometimes, but we’re working. I’ve been missing you as my boyfriend and not just the squad’s prosecutor.”

    Rafael’s arms wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you even closer to his body. 

    “We both get caught up in our work,” he sighed, “I promise, we’ll make more time for us from now on. I’ve missed you too.”

    “I love you, Raf,” you spoke quietly, turning your head to place a gentle kiss on the bare skin of his shoulder.

    “I love you too, mi amor, so much,” he replied, kissing your head.

    Even if work got busy, and your only time was stolen kisses when working late, for Rafael, you knew it was worth it.

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Hi!! I just found your blog and I love your writing! Even though I'm a new follower, I do have a couple requests but please don't feel pressured to write for them!!

30. "You werent supposed to hear that"

With Rafael Barba from SVU please?? Not enough people write for him imo

˚୨୧⋆｡ prompt/s; "You werent supposed to hear that" — from 150 prompts

˚୨୧⋆｡ warnings; established relationship, fluff (despite the almost angsty sounding prompt), olivia being a wingwoman basically, eavesdropping in his and olivia’s conversation, love confessions, that’s it i’m pretty sure

˚୨୧⋆｡ a/n; he’s my husband fr🤗

— celebrate 600 with me?

you’d gotten a text from your boyfriend, Rafael, saying he was working late in the office. which was becoming a more than reoccurring habit. 

you missed spending your nights with him, he was always coming home by the time you were asleep these days and it bothered you. 

deciding upon yourself to take dinner to his office tonight instead, wanting to spend as much time together as possible. 

walking down the corridor towards his office, greeting Carmen on your way past and stopping at his open door. 

hearing both Rafael and Olivia’s voice, and listening in through the gape in the door. 

“she’s good for you Rafa”

you can hear him hum at that, the small sound of his shoes moving across the floorboards before he grabbed his coffee off of his desk. 

“just tell her how you feel”

Olivia continued to encourage him, to what you didn’t know. but what you did know was that he’d listen to her, he always accepted her advice. 

he sighed again before running a hand down his face, as if in some attempt to gather his thoughts. 

“what if it messes stuff up?”

he asks with clear hesitation and restraint, and Oliva must’ve shook her head at him because he was sighing again. 

“how do i even tell her i love her?”

that made you pause.

he loved you? he loved you back?

in your surprise you must’ve accidentally kicked the door shut, cursing yourself and smiling sheepishly at your boyfriend as he opened the door. 

“hi Rafa”

you whisper softly, to which he shakes his head before stepping back into his office and holding the door for you to follow in after him. 

greeting Olivia before she excused herself, nodding her head to the bag of food in your hand as you set it down on the tables. 

waiting until Olivia was gone and out of sight to turn to Rafael, watching him sit on the edge of his desk. standing directly in front of him and soothing your hands across his chest, the act always seeming to soothe him. 

“you love me?”

the question soft, shy almost. 

he nodded, scared to admit it out loud to you just yet. 

wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning in to press a kiss to his lips, feeling him melt into the kiss while his hands sat on your hips as you whispered against his lips. 

“you wanna know a secret?”

he nodded again, simply watching you as his mind raced faster than he could formulate words to respond. 

pressing another kiss to his lips and whispering out to him again. 

“i love you too”

his head pulled back, his eyes searching yours and finding nothing but sincerity behind them. 

he sighed again before resting his forehead against yours, his hands soothing across your sides as he whispered back to you. 

“you weren’t supposed to hear that”

which made you laugh. 

if anything, you’d never seen him this closed in on himself about he feels towards you. he’d always been open with his feelings in your relationship up until this. 

stealing another kiss from him before you whispered out again. 

“i’m glad you did, means i can tell you i love you to your face now”

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