– There was only a small conversation. It was mainly a joke until you finally decided to buy some. You wanted to surprise Sonny with the so you put them on and then just worse one of his shirts.
– When he came home, Sonny already knew he was in for a treat since you were wearing a shirt of his. When he pulled you into his lap as he sat on the couch, he slowly began to rub his hands under the shirt. Feeling they lacy fabric up your hips and then running a hand between your legs and feeling the absence of the fabric, make Sonny look at you.
– As he pulled the shirt off you and pushed you on your back, he groaned out. As he had your legs spread with a smirk, Sonny was ready. He didn’t even pull his slacks down, just pulled himself out and pushed into you.
– After the fun events, Sonny placed a quick kiss on your lips before sitting up. He just had the biggest grin on his lips as he just watched you as you sat up and went to grab the shirt.
– “You should wear more of those.” “Really? You want me to buy more?” “Yeah.”
– Lololol this is terrible I’m sorry but I’ve had an off day and started feeling better but this was shit my friend. I’m sorry but Sonny and crotchless panties is a mood
So this is my first imagine I’ve ever posted. I’d love some constructive criticism.
Pairing: Sonny Carisi x Reader
Word Count: 794
Warnings: descriptions of slight harassment
You had hoped for a nice night out with Sonny. You don’t get to see him as often as you’d like to due to his job as an SVU detective and your job as a secretary in the DA’s office. You two were constantly hustling and had time alone at your shared apartment maybe twice a week. That wasn’t enough for you. So on the rare occasion you both had a Saturday off, you decided it’d be fun to hit up a bar that opened nearby. Little did you know that a drunk college guy would spend the entire time trying to get your number and commenting on your appearance.
At first, Sonny sit back and let you handle it. You tried to let the guy down easy, telling him you had a boyfriend and to please leave you alone. When the guy said he’d like to “tap that ass,” and placed a hand on your arm, Sonny shot out of his seat and stepped in front of you, shoving the guys hand off you and flashing his badge. He told the guy to get lost or else he’d arrest him on the spot, quite loudly. You’d never seen a bar quiet down that quickly and just stare at the confrontation. The college guy left and not ten minutes later, you were pulling Sonny out of the bar by his arm and climbing in a taxi.
He kept asking you the whole ride what was wrong, but you insisted you were fine until you got into your building. He wouldn’t stop and told you that he thought he did the right thing at the bar. That’s when you went off.
“Can you just stop? My god, Sonny!” You whirled around to face him in your shared kitchen, sticking your hand out to prevent him from coming any closer to you.
“What, you’re seriously mad at me? That guy was harassing you and you expect me to not say anything?” Your boyfriend of two years shut and locked your apartment door you’d both just stormed through.
“You didn’t have to cause a scene and almost arrest him! That was so embarrassing we can’t ever go back there.” You placed your clutch on the counter and stuffed your face in your hands.
“I wasn’t just going to sit there while that idiot put his hands on you, Y/N,” Sonny started, putting his hands on his hips and looking at you. “I really don’t see what the problem is, I got rid of him. We could’ve stayed, you know.”
“No we couldn’t have, Sonny,” You put your hands out in exasperation. He just didn’t get it. “The entire bar was looking at us. You could’ve been a little quieter and just told the guy to get lost. You didn’t have to flash your badge at him and almost arrest him! Are you insane? Why can’t we ever just have a peaceful night out?” You shut your eyes, more frustrated at yourself and not him. Maybe this was your fault. You chose the bar, and you thought you could get rid of the guy on your own.
“Doll, I did what I thought was best in the situation. I could’ve been calmer, you’re right. But I can’t stand the thought of anyone else touching you, okay? I was jealous, and I’m sorry.” Sonny took a few steps towards you and held both of your hands, staring down at you as you hesitantly looked up at his crystal blue eyes.
“Ugh, I know. It’s just we are so busy and I was really looking forward to just having some fun and letting go tonight.” You admitted, pouting as your thumbs rubbed patterns on his hands.
“It’s okay, doll. We could always try to go out next time. But, we don’t need to go out to have fun. How ‘bout we get changed, I put some popcorn in the microwave and you can choose a movie for us to watch.” He gave you a small smile, dimple popping out and your heart melted. How could you ever stay mad at this man?
“Okay, fine,” You conceded, flashing him a small smile and kissing his cheek. “I love you, you know that right?”
“Yeah I do, doll. I love you, too.” Your sweet Sonny laced his arms around your waist as you looped your arms around his neck, giving you a soft, sweet kiss. You pulled away, eyes sparkling, and he grinned before pecking you once more and releasing you. “Now let’s get changed before I regret letting you choose the movie. No Moana this time, please.”
“Ugh, fine,” you dramatically groaned as you held Sonny’s hand, swinging them as you walked towards your room in sync. “Maybe not this time.”
//A favorite movies for Sonny is ‘Jerry Maguire’, but you are the only one that knows//
A smile broke across your face as you wrapped your hair in a towel. Sonny was watching his favorite movie, again. He watched it at least once a month and knew it word for word.
“Show me the money”, Sonny yelled from the bedroom, which caused you to jump.
“I really should have known that was coming”, you said to yourself, rolling your eyes. Exiting the bathroom, Sonny glanced at you, doing a double take. You let the towel drop, “How about I show you something else.”
Sonny licked his lips, “Well this is unexpected. C’mere doll.“ Sonny patted his lap.
You straddled Sonny’s hips, feeling his growing erection. He grasped the back of your neck and pulled you gently to him for a kiss.
The towel around your head became unraveled allowing your hair to spill down your back and shoulders. Sonny’s fingers twisted through your damp hair.
When your lips broke free from one another, you smiled and said “You complete me.”
Sonny chuckled, “Doll that is the corniest line I have ever heard.” Both of you laughed. He rolled you onto the bed hovering over you, “ Now, let me show YOU something.” His lips slowly kissed down your body.
“I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.” These are the first
words Mike hears when he walks into your apartment. You have just moved in
together, and were still in the process of unpacking; hence your apartment was
a mess of boxes.
Mike makes his way over to you, carefully stepping around
boxes. He finds you in the bedroom, standing on the bed with a paper towel roll
in your hand. You blow your hair out of your face in exhaustion.
“Babe, what’s the matter?”
“Mike, I swear I saw the biggest beetle crawling on the
floor. In the time I went to get the paper towels, it disappeared. Probably
under the bed. And I bet it’ll come out at night, when we’re sleeping, and
crawl up face. So I need to exterminate it before it wins.”
Mike just chuckles at your explanation. He walks over to you
and takes the paper towers from your hand. Then he lies on his stomach on the floor,
in search of the bug. Always your savior. You hear a thud under the bed, and
Mike slowly starts crawling back.
“Did you get it?”
“Yea, found the culprit, you’ll be able to sleep safely once
again.” He smiles at you as he wraps the body of the offender in a paper towel.
You watch him leave to the kitchen, to make certain that the bug makes it into
a trash can. When you see Mike coming back with empty hands, you can finally
relax.
“Best thing about moving in with you, I don’t have to kill
bugs by myself anymore.”
“Is that really the best thing?” Mike says, as he puts his
hands under your butt and pulls you to him. You know where this is going, so
you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist and lean down to kiss him.
“Well, maybe there’s just one other benefit,” you say as you
deepen the kiss.
honestly i’m so mad because mike never would have knocked the gun down. he would have and could have pushed greg munson’s arm up – aiming the gun at the ceiling. his death was bullshit.
“Mmm, morning,” you hummed around a yawn as you walked over to where Nick was sitting in the big arm chair in the living room. When you’d woken up alone you’d originally been upset, but the low murmur of voices drew you down the hall to find Nick and some members of the MC in deep conversation.
“Morning,” Nick greeted as he pulled you into his lap with a small kiss. He wrapped his arm around you protectively and you snuggled into his chest a bit, paying no mind to the conversation going on around you.
“What’s all this?” you asked in a low voice as you let your eyes close again. Nick shifted you a little and pressed a kiss to your temple.
“Nothing important. Just some loose ends,” he replied in the same subdued tone before raising his voice to answer something Razor had asked. Nick tensed a little under you and you frowned and elbowed him in an attempt to soften him under your cheek.
“Too tense,” you mumbled and he tightened his hand where it was cupping your thigh.
“Watch your eyes, prospect,” Nick spat above you and he leaned forward a little in obvious threat. You chuckled a little to yourself, the drowsiness of sleep still pulling at you and keeping you from being annoyed.
“Something wrong, rey?” you whispered innocently and you felt Nick’s disapproving glance down at you before he ducked his head to your ear.
“Couldn’t have grabbed a longer pair of shorts to put on before wandering out here, amor?” Nick asked in an annoyed tone and you smiled in amusement.
“Are you getting jealous?” you asked in a bemused tone, blinking your eyes open to look up at him.
“Not jealous. Just don’t like to see men’s eyes wander so much when it’s my girlfriend on the other side of that gaze. Why don’t you hop up and change and I’ll fix you breakfast?” he suggested. You pursed your lips and pretended to think about it.
“Breakfast the only thing I get if I change?” you flirted and Nick bit back a smile and pushed you gently to your feet.
“You’re changing your outfit now,” he ordered with a swat on your butt. You squealed and shot him a dirty look before giving a lazy wave to the room at large and heading back the way you came.
Before you made it to the bedroom you heard Nick ordering everyone to leave and you smiled to yourself and stripped your shirt over your head.
-sonny becomes president & immediately gets to work creating a plan to hunt down his father’s killer. it’s a dark first few months. bloody, too.
-supportive, grounding & cautious. sonny is, for the first time in his life, truly actualizing how dangerous he can become. he never takes it out on you, but he’s overall more volatile & mercurial than usual.
-no drama prior, but you do have to leave for a day to take your final exam. sonny swears he’ll be fine & encourages you to go, but he unravels pretty quickly. by the time you make it back to the house (that has mother has just put up for sale) he’s chain smoking and making his way through a bottle of whiskey before noon again. chibs swears he tried to take the bottle away from him, but sonny wouldn’t let him.
he flirts with alcohol abuse during this time, but you straighten it out and make sure he doesn’t develop a real dependency.
SVU addict 