Just a small town girl who loves L&O: SVU and fic writing
Okay but imagine you bought Sonny the polka dot shirt. He’s not sure at first, until you try it on for him. Then he’s sold. You sleep in it that night. He wears it the next day, without washing it cause it smells like you. He smiles when he catches a hint of your perfume and thinks about how cute you look in his shirts.
You ever get salty over something you know u have no right to be salty about and therefore u can’t talk about it without looking like a whiny bitch, so u just sit there marinating in ur own salt like some kind of human pickle
anon asked: “Wear this for me?” with Nick? only if you’re still doing those prompts of course :)💕
I decided to bring back our old friend, baseball hat & diamond stud wearing Nick 😉 this is NSFW, y’all
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You heard the tell tale rhythm of bachata music as you let yourself back into the apartment. The music grew louder as you opened the door and even though you couldn’t see Nick, you knew that it must mean he was on a cleaning streak. Nick was singing along with Luis Varga when you followed the sound of the music to the kitchen. He was wearing a tank top and athletic shorts with his baseball hat on his head backwards and rotating his hips as he sang when you finally alerted him to your presence. He must have heard you come in, because he didn’t startle at all. He turned smoothly and dropped the sponge in his hand and pulled you into him in one move.
“How was brunch?” he asked as he spun you and pulled you back into him. You smiled up at him widely and swiveled your hips.
“Good,” you answered. “Seems I wasn’t the only one enjoying some mimosas,” you teased him.
anon asked: “Spread your legs and show me.” And Sonny
++“Spread your legs and show me.” For Sonny?!
during the honeymoon 🙂 [Honeymoon | wet (NSFW)] & this is slightly NSFW
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“Mmpf,” you mumbled as you came back into consciousness and pushed the comforter back from your mouth.
The bed was so comfortable you couldn’t imagine getting up to do anything. You turned your head in Sonny’s direction and adjusted your legs a little before going limp again. Your eyes were closed, but you could feel the sun trying to push past the blackout curtains. It warmed a sliver of your face where it traced along the openings between the curtains and danced across the floor towards the bed.
Sonny’s hand was a warm, heavy weight on your waist. His thumb brushed back and forth slowly as the rest of him remained still and quiet. You brushed your legs together as you leveraged a little closer to him in the bed and then you moaned for another reason. There was a slight scratchiness high up on the inside of your thighs and when you slit your eyes open slightly Sonny’s growing beard came into focus.
“Whassamatter?” Sonny asked in response to your moan. All of his words slurred together in his not quite wakefulness.
SVU addict 