So Sonny being embarrassed by literally anything at all is my fucking MOOD. Like just picture that you catch him jacking off and he just starts stuttering, red-faced like ‘O-oh h-hey I was just uhm…….oh god..’

amirightcounsellor:

oh mY gOOoOoooOd i would quite literally sell my soul for this lol

PIcture it: you picked up overtime at work to have a little play money for your upcoming vacation with Sonny. Unfortunately, due to your busy schedule and Sonny’s full caseload the two of you hadn’t seen much of each other the past couple weeks, and when you did, you both barely managed to brush your teeth and crawl into bed, kissing each other goodnight before starting the same routine all over again. Today, however, was different. You had texted Sonny that you would be a little late when in reality, your boss let you leave early as a thank you for all of your hard work.

Picking up dinner and dessert from Sonny’s favorite restaurant across town, you unlocked the door and lazily placed the food in the fridge before shuffling to the bedroom, deciding you were going to lounge around and watch daytime tela novellas until your boyfriend returned home from work.

As you got closer, however, you heard faint moans and cursing in a familiar Staten Island accent coming from behind the door. Curious, you leaned closer and listened, picking up broken fragments of, “oh fuck,” and, “feels so good.”

You felt your panties start to soak through and quietly opened the door, spying on Sonny as you saw him naked from the waist down, head thrown back against the pillows, hand desperately pumping at his cock as he thrusted into the air.

As much as you enjoyed the show, there was no way you could control yourself to simply watch and not touch.

The door creaked as you opened it further, causing Sonny to glace up at you, eyes wide in surprise. He shot up, face turning red in embarrassment.

“O-oh h-hey I was just uhm…” He stuttered as you waltzed over to him, not giving him time to think as you kneeled beside him on the bed, taking him fully into your mouth. “oh-oh god.” Sonny breathed, hands flying to your hair. He was rock hard and leaking from his previous handywork, and you knew he wouldn’t last long. Humming in appreciation at the salty taste of his precum and the way he couldn’t keep himself from bucking forward, you let him fuck your mouth, thrusts quick and wild as he whined beneath you.

He looked so sexy like this, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat and the veins in his neck twitching as he held on for dear life. When he hit the back of your throat, causing you to gag a little, Sonny cried out and tightened his grip in your hair. “Baby- I.” He moaned. “fuck, your mouth feels so good.” Sonny was panting, his thrusts rapidly becoming needier. “You’re gonna make me cum, doll. I can’t, fuck. Oh god.”

Sonny gasped as his hips stalled, shooting down your throat and you watched with lust dazed eyes as he came down from his high, his movements becoming slower before they stopped altogether. He tried to catch his breath, the blush in his cheeks returning.

“Wow- that was.” He stammered. “You’re home early.” Sonny whispered shyly.

“Good thing too.” You smiled. “Or I would have missed this.” You kissed the head of his cock playfully, causing Sonny to let out a laugh, pushing the hair out of his face.

“Missed you doll. C’mere.”

RIP me.

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