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hi there!! can i req a sonny x reader nsfw fic with cockwarming?
Pairing || Sonny Carisi x Female!Reader
Contents/Warnings || Stressed Sonny, cockwarming, sexual frustration, p in v, no use of condom
Authors Note || I don’t know if I’ve ever written cockwarming before so hopefully it doesn’t suck 🙏 I rewrote half of it and didn’t proofread after
It was never hard to ask Sonny about trying something new. He was just as adventurous and happy to try things as you were, thankfully. Lately he was always stressed… always worried about one thing or another with his cases. Never relaxing, not cooking as much as he liked to, not spending much time with you. You were growing worried. One night while he was home, you were in the bedroom plotting your next move. He was sitting on the couch, miserable and reading through paperwork that was laying on the coffee table as you slid on a silk nightgown and nothing more.
“Sonny..." you spoke up, walking over to him. You glance at his papers, then him. He hadn't even heard you, still reading with his lips slightly parted.
"Sonny," you repeat, gently touching his shoulder. He jumped slightly, finally looking up at you. He let out a deep sigh, "Sorry, doll... jus' tired."
“Can’t you take a break for a few minutes?” You frown, only making him sigh again and rub his face gingerly with his hands.
“I should have gotten this done hours ago, I don’t want to take a break and push it off even more…” he grumbled. You could practically see 50 new grey hairs sprouting on his head as he spoke. You stepped around the coffee table towards him, “Can I sit with you?”
Sonny nodded a little, reaching out and taking your hand to lead you down onto the couch with him. Instead you straddle his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and hugging him. His hands slid up your back as he sighed, relaxing an incredibly tiny amount. He leaned forward a bit, keeping one hand on your back for support while the other shifted through papers. It was quiet for a bit, with him looking over your shoulder and reading through the stack of papers. You slowly moved one hand from his neck and to his chest, sliding it down to his stomach, then belt. He barely noticed, too engrossed in whatever he was currently reading. You glanced over your shoulder at his work, “You’re sure you can’t take a break?”
“I’ll probably be done soon..” He lied poorly, not looking up. You frown at that, looking back at his torso. You undo his belt and unzip his pants, reaching one hand into them and palming him. He finally looked at you this time, but you spoke before he could, “Just relax.. you can keep reading.”
It was always as easy to get him hard as it was the first time you two had sex. A hand down his underwear, a few steady strokes, a kiss on his neck, and he was standing at attention. He was watching until you told him, “I said you can keep reading.”
Sonny’s cheeks flushed pink and he looked back down at the coffee table, though his hand on your back lowered a bit and gently grasped your nightgown. You shifted, lifting your hips. You rubbed his tip against yourself for a moment before guiding yourself down until you were fully seated. Sonny’s head immediately fell against your shoulder, “I can’t read like this…” he grumbled. You gently run a hand through his hair, “Just try it… you’ll relax a bit.”
Sonny lifted his head a bit, trying to concentrate on his papers as you simply just sat there, occasionally shifting your hips just to tease him. His face got more and more red every few minutes while he reread the same paragraph over and over again, trying to concentrate. Every minute or two you pressed a kiss to his cheek or neck just to watch him squirm.
“Doll, I don’t think I can stay like this…” he finally said with a strained tone.
“Just a few more minutes,” you whisper back. “Isn’t it relaxing?”
“I don’t think I’d use that word,” Sonny’s jaw clenched, but he kept a firm hand on your lower back as he tried to read the same paragraph again, once again retaining zero information. It felt like torture to him, and you knew it, but you stayed there anyways, breathing in his cologne and wondering how long it would take him to break. He finally let out a deep sigh, sitting up full and grabbing your waist, guiding you forward and down until your back hit the coffee table. He leaned down, still nestled inside of you as he gave you a harsh kiss.
“You’re so impatient,” you whisper against his lips as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly. “Couldn’t wait another minute?”
Of course you’d say something like that just to piss him off. “I hate you,” Sonny mumbled, kissing you harder than the last time.
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Hello, it's always so nice to see you on my dash 🥰 I feel like ♡ “who is he?” “just an old friend.” “friend? does he know that?” has Mr. Sonny Carisi written all over it, like I can literally hear his voice in my head when I read it lol. He's not possessive, he just likes for people to know their place 😆
Have a lovely day!!
Thank you so much!! Hopefully the anon sees this AND, someone requested the same prompt with Nolan Price.. I will get that that one with a different plot. And sorry for the delay… I had a series of unfortunate events.
Jealousy Prompts - “Who is he?” “Just an old friend.” “Friend? Does he know that?”
Prompts are here
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It was a date night, something that was rare because of how much Sonny worked. Even with how rare it was, work sometimes still managed to interrupt. Now here you were, seated at a nice bar, nursing a cocktail while waiting for him to return from a phone call that he had taken outside. Probably Olivia or his boss needing him for something as always.
Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of your own name being said from a few feet away. When you looked up, you were met with the familiar face of a man you went to college with who you hadn’t seen since graduation years ago.
“How are you? I haven’t seen you in forever!” He slid into one of the empty seats beside you. “You look great.”
“Thank you,” you smiled, happy just to have someone to talk to while Sonny was handling his phone call. “I’ve been great.. just waiting on my boyfriend.”
Sonny didn’t get to hear your back and forth for a few minutes about college or his new fiancée who you used to be friends with in one of your classes. For Sonny, when he did walk back over, all he saw was a man sitting beside you and chatting you up, far too close for comfort. He walked over to his seat, briefly making eye contact with your old friend as he sat back down. He kissed your temple, “It was just Liv updating me on their investigation.” His attention briefly turned to the other man.
“It was really nice to see you,” Your friend said, awkwardly avoiding the glare that Sonny was sending him. He pat your arm, “I’ll find you on Instagram sometime.”
“Sure,” you smile, watching him walk off before looking over at Sonny.
“Who is he?” He immediately asked.
“Just an old friend.”
“Friend? Does he know that?” It was a question that only got a raised eyebrow out of you. Sonny frowned slightly at your reaction, or lack of one. “Your legs were practically touching and now he wants to find you online.”
“You’re jealous.. he’s a friend from college, he’d never try to hit on me.”
“I don’t get jealous!” Sonny sounded almost offended, his ears turning pink. “Did you even bother to mention me?”
That question earned him a kick to the shin under the bar, “Sonny!” It sounded like a scold, which made him wince more than the kick did, “Why wouldn’t I?”
Sonny stuttered out a vague response that you barely heard, only making you sigh. He wasn’t thinking straight… never did when another man checked you out or tried to talk to you. He’d always get embarrassed when you called him out, too.., as if he was being sneaky or nonchalant about it in the first place.
“You’re lucky that I love you and tolerate you being an idiot,” You tease, gently rubbing his arm until he finally looked at you again with those puppy eyes you knew all too well. You lean in, kissing the corner of his mouth before pulling away again, “I love you, you know.”
His cheeks flushed pink just like his ears had, “I love you, too..”
♡ “who is he?” “just an old friend.” “friend? does he know that?”
♡ “are you jealous?” “jealousy is an egregious and shallow emotion for weak minded individuals.” “oh, you are jealous!"
♡ “jealous does not begin to describe the gravity of my emotions.”
♡ character A running up to an old friend and pulling them into a hug, while the colour drains from character B’s face.
♡ “jealousy doesn’t suit you, (nickname)” “have you seen me? everything suits me.”
♡ “i have nothing to envy, you looked completely disinterested with her, no spark in your eyes as you looked at her.” “how would you know what that looks like?” “because you used to look at me like that.”
♡ character A dances with character B’s nemesis unknowingly.
or
♡ character A purposefully dances with character B’s nemesis to get a reaction from character B’s sullen and stoic self.
♡ “it should not take seeing me with another man to realize you want me.” “i have always wanted you. but it has never mattered what i wanted, it is what you want. what do you want?"
♡ “you look rough.” a perfect description of the character who just watched the love of their life go on a date with someone else.
♡ “the two of you looked cute, you're always welcome to find me when you realize you’re not one for settling.”
♡ “so you don’t love him?” “no, i love him because he is my friend but i’m not in love with him.” “i don’t follow.”
If anyone is interested in me writing these for any Law and Order characters, leave an ask and tell me which one along with a character and any other info you’d like included!
Kind reminder that a degree will not get up one day and leave you, cheat on you, cut your funds, disrespect you or assault you. A degree will be worth a thousand sleepless nights and rivers of tears, because in the end it does matter more than anything else. A degree will make you an independent and undefeated woman, so stop belittling the importance of education nowadays. Every woman who studies is a woman who is ensuring a greater future for all women.
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Hi, I've been reading your content for a while now, and I love it. I know this is weird, but could you do a story where Rafael protects the main character? These are my favorite moments when he gets protective.
Pairing || Rafael Barba x Female!Reader
Content/Warnings || Threats of violence, details of rape and being beaten, swearing, typical SVU angst
Authors Note || I know it’s short but I’m fighting writers block big time. Don’t know if this fits what you wanted :’)
Late one night while taking a walk through Central Park, you were a witness to the tail end of the rape of a young woman who thankfully survived the brutality of it. Unfortunately you had been seen while you were on the phone with 911, and the rapist had tackled you to the ground, landing a few punches that had rendered you unconscious. You got lucky with an officer being so close by, and catching the man between your legs with your skirt pushed up. Since you had been a second victim and the one to call the police, you were a key witness for SVU and the DA’s office. You were timid throughout the whole process, having never been involved in anything police related in your life before, but Rafael and Olivia were incredibly kind during the process of it all.
You found yourself on the stand in front of a judge and jury a few weeks after you had seen the rape, your eyes trailing along each persons face, lingering on the victim, then Rafael. The split lip you had gotten when attacked was mostly scarred over now, you had recovered from your concussion, and your black eye was now a circle of light yellow.
“Can you answer the question, please?” *Rafael asked gently. You had barely registered that he had asked you something.
“Right…” You finally say, taking a deep breath before answering, “I was taking a walk through the park on the night of the 22nd, just to get some fresh air. I heard… muffled crying and grunting. I didn’t see anything at first, but I eventually saw them in the bushes. I saw him on top of her, moving, covering her face with a jacket. I called the police, but he heard me and attacked me.”
“And what exactly did he do to you?”
“He…” You trail off for a moment, the night still fresh in your head. “He practically jumped on me. And once he got me on the ground, he punched me multiple times and had my skirt pushed up by the time the police arrived.”
“Is the man who raped Mrs. Parker and attacked you in the courtroom today?” Rafael asked. He kept eye contact with you, making sure you were as calm as you could be.
You nod, pointing several feet away, “Him… the defendant.”
As soon as the words left your mouth, your attacker stood up, yelling, “You fucking bitch! I should have killed both of you when I had the chance!” His voice boomed throughout the courtroom. The rest became a giant blur; the judge yelling and slamming the gavel, your attacker screaming more curses at you, the court officer attempting to grab him as he suddenly moved towards you. Rafael had been standing only two feet away from the witness box, and he moved fast, stepping between the box and your attacker. He used himself as a barricade between the two of you, holding the attacker back the best he could. You heard a crack, then a thud, and saw Rafael on his ass on the floor just before the court officer grabbed your attacker, cuffing him before dragging him away. Rafael was holding his nose, blood gushing out.
Soon the jury was sent away, any people who were watching were gathered in the hall and being questioned, and Rafael had been whisked away to the hospital to make sure he wasn’t concussed or broke his tailbone.
Time was moving in flashes for you. You didn’t remember who asked you questions after, didn’t remember whatever Olivia told you on the steps of the courthouse, didn’t remember how you even got to the hospital. You lied to the nurse who asked who you were, saying that you were Rafaels fiancé so she would let you see him.
Rafael was sitting on the bed, his suit jacket off, part of his button up covered in his own blood. He had gauze shoved up his nose and was on the phone with someone, but he looked up as you entered the room. He said a quick goodbye before hanging up, his attention turning fully to you.
“Someone checking up on you?” You ask, standing awkwardly a few feet away.
“Olivia… making sure my nose isn’t broken.” When he saw the face you made, he quickly added, “It’s not.”
“That’s good..” You fiddled with the necklace around your neck. “Concussion?”
“No… just the nose bleed. I might have a black eye and a sore ass for a while, but I’ll be okay,” he shifted down the bed a bit, “Come sit.”
You were hesitant, but you eventually sat down beside him on the small bed. You let out a sigh, “I’m sorry he attacked you like that. I didn’t think.. pointing at him would cause such a huge reaction.”
“It wasn’t your fault. He had a long arrest record and a few psychiatric hospital visits… we knew he wasn’t stable. Definitely not the first time I’ve seen an outburst like that in court, either,” he assured you.
“You didn’t have to step between us, though… so, thank you,” you said sincerely, managing to give him a small smile.
Rafael nodded, “I didn’t want to see you get hurt.”
You nod back silently, grateful that a man you’d only known for such a short time would risk being hit by a violent criminal for you. You finally spoke again, “You should… let me buy you a drink sometime. As a thank you, for everything you’ve done through this whole situation. I know it’s not all over yet, but… after.”
Rafael didn’t answer immediately, knowing it wasn’t entirely appropriate to accept something like this. Yet he accepted anyways.
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