We always talk about how
touch starved Chilton is – but I think Barba’s just as underf*cked.
Raúl himself said he’s given up on relationships. He’s too
high-profile for hook-ups with random people. Hiring an escort is
against his personal ethics. Rita is MIA (and he’s too proud to call
her anyway). So.
Barba gets himself off in the bathroom while you (an SVU detective) are waiting in his office.
Imagine the Lieu sends you
to his office one afternoon to discuss a case. Rafael’s sitting in
his chair behind the desk; you’re standing just half a foot next to
him, your shoulder grazing his shirtsleeves every once in a while.
Your apparent lack of concept of personal space is something he’s
noticed before. Or are you doing it on purpose? To tease him? Get a
reaction out of him? Internally he’s shaking his head at himself,
trying to bring his focus back to the present moment and what you’re
saying … and you’re pretty talkative today. Always so eager to
prove yourself to everyone …
Speaking about your voice.
Low and deliciously husky as you prattle on and on about the case.
Combined with the sound of your hands turning the pages of the file, it reminds Barba of the ASMR videos he sometimes listens to on
YouTube when he can’t fall asleep at night.
But the rustling noises
and your soft breathing don’t just reach someplace deep inside his
ear, but they also – fuck, not now, Rafael thinks – make his cock stir.
After a few minutes Rafael
can’t help himself anymore and turns his head to blatantly stare
at your profile. He’d never admit it, but he loves the smell of your
perfume – even though it’s probably something mid-range, but who
cares, he wishes he could just reach over and cup your ass with both of his hands, grab you by the hips and pull you down on his lap, burying his
nose in your neck and …
The room has gone quiet.
Rafael tears his gaze from your butt and looks up at your face.
SVU addict 