amirightcounsellor:

Sonny doesn’t break out the dirty talk every time you have sex. He’s sweet, and gentle, and on a regular basis he would much rather prefer to hold you close, his thrusts deep and smooth as he kisses your neck, showering you with praise.

But sometimes, you push Sonny past the point of sweet. Past the point of gentle.

On days where you tease him constantly, sending him pictures of you playing with your toys and saying you wish it were him instead, he comes home and absolutely ravishes you. If you’re in the kitchen cooking dinner, Sonny bends you over the counter, shoves your panties to the side and shoves into you with one smooth push. “Is this what you’ve been wanting all day, doll? You wanted my cock to stretch you out? Fuck, I can tell you’ve been touching yourself, so god damn wet. Such a little slut, couldn’t wait for me to get home and get this cock inside you.”

When Sonny gets jealous, he gets possessive. And there’s no better way to show you that you’re his than pressing you up against the wall and rubbing your clit until you start to drip down your leg. “You want more princess? You want to fuck yourself on my fingers?” He commands, his voice low and deep. You whimper at his touch, nodding eagerly. “Then beg.” You plead with him to touch you as he watches in amusement. “I know you can do better than that doll.” he laughs. “Please, sir.” You moan, the desperation rising inside you. “Please, touch me. I need to feel you” Sonny wastes no time in plunging his fingers into you, curling them against your sweet spot until your legs are shaking. Just as you’re about to cum, Sonny withdraws his fingers. “Get on your knees.”

You kneel in front of him and Sonny unbuckles his pants, stroking himself lazily as he looks at you with pupil blown eyes. “Put my cock in your mouth.” He grabs your chin and runs the hard, reddened and precum slick head across your lips before thrusting into your mouth. Sonny is a moaning mess above you, hands fisting at your hair as he essentially fucks your throat. “That’s it. Take it. Take it all, I know you can. Such a dirty girl, fuck, your mouth feels so good. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around me.”

When he finally fucks you, it’s hard and fast. No romance, no sweet words. Sonny is slapping your ass and pinching your nipples, groaning as he sucks bruises into the skin of your thighs. “Such a pretty pussy.” He moans, running his fingers through your wetness. Sonny lifts them to your mouth and you part your lips, swirling your tongue around his fingers and tasting yourself on them. “That all for me doll?” You nod, grinding your hips against his in an effort to feel him deeper. Sonny pounds into you harder and you feel his thrusts become sloppier. “Squeezin’ me so tight. I’m gonna cum.” You wrap your legs around him, hands scratching down his back. “Want me to fill you up? Look at what you do to me” Sonny stalls as he spills himself inside you, groaning your name.

A dirty talking Sonny is a fucking treat, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t instigate him just to hear him lose control.

@barbabangme

Uhhhh….I, wow

madpanda75:

It’s hot as balls outside and I am sweating like a sinner in church, so here’s a head canon on what it would be like to spend the summer with those tasty snacks known as Barba, Sonny, Mike, and Peter! 

Tags: @amirightcounsellor ❤️

Rafael

-Rafael loves the Bard and you love the theater, so it’s only natural that he takes you to Shakespeare in the Park every summer. Even though it’s hot and humid, he wraps his arm around you while you lay your head on his shoulder wanting to be as close to your boyfriend as humanly possible. On those long summer nights when he is stuck working a case, you head over to his office and persuade him to take a much needed break. Rafael, unable to say no to you, agrees and walks with you down the street to your favorite ice cream parlor where you both indulge in an ice cream cone, your boyfriend plants a sticky kiss on your lips, before he heads back up to his office. Rafael and you often kick off your summer weekends by going out salsa dancing on Fridays. The sexy ADA is an amazing dancer, you love the way his hips move against yours, how he twirls you across the dance floor, his hands on your lower back. Salsa dancing with Rafael is the best foreplay and after a few hot and sweaty hours, he’ll pull you close so you can feel his clothed erection, kiss the sweat off your neck and whisper in a dark tone, “Let’s get out of here.” Feeling bad that he is too busy to take a real vacation, Rafael pulls some strings and takes you out yachting for a long weekend. As a joke, you buy him a captain’s hat for the short trip and on one particularly hot night on the boat, he ties you up and fucks you senseless, wearing nothing but that hat.

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Love this so much!

braveintent-a-deactivated201809:

*    M E M E   //   A C C E P T I N G    !

^{WHO SAID “I LOVE YOU” FIRST:  Sonny for sure… Mike is hella nervous about the entire relationship because of recently just….. rediscovering himself? i guess that’s the correct term for it.
WHO WOULD HAVE THE OTHER’S PICTURE AS THEIR PHONE BACKGROUND: neither? I mean maybe sonny but dodds thinks having anything too personal on your phone is bad in case something were to happen and perp got it etc.
WHO LEAVES NOTES WRITTEN IN FOG ON THE BATHROOM MIRROR: Sonny f’in Carisi
WHO BUYS THE OTHER CHEESY GIFTS: Mike Dodds loves to spoil his boyfriend.
WHO INITIATED THE FIRST KISS: Their first kiss was in a uc mission, initiated by Sonny.
WHO KISSES THE OTHER AWAKE IN THE MORNING: again, sonny, Mike isn’t big on affection honestly?
WHO STARTS TICKLE FIGHTS: Mike tickles sonny.
WHO ASKS WHO IF THEY CAN JOIN THE OTHER IN THE SHOWER: Mike.
WHO SURPRISES THE OTHER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY AT WORK WITH LUNCH: when one of them is off and the other isn’t both.
WHO WAS NERVOUS AND SHY ON THE FIRST DATE: MICHAEL ANTHONY DODDS
WHO KILLS/TAKES OUT THE SPIDERS: both
WHO LOUDLY PROCLAIMS THEIR LOVE WHEN THEY’RE DRUNK: Mike}

^{@necrologistic &&. @o188 for reasons.}

I’m gonna cry this is so cute.

essieincinci:

mood: i want to read a story exactly like one of my favorite stories i’ve read a thousand times but not THAT story because i’ve read it a thousand times and i want to read a new one but it should be exactly like this one.

Somebody is reading my mind.

thatonecurlygirl:

Peter Stone x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Catch up on this and other Stone x Reader stories here.

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The late night air was cool and the petrichor emanates from the damp city streets. Clothed in a sunflower-yellow dress and wedges, you walk down the well-lit neighborhood. Echoes of your laughter singing through the streets as you walk with a gentle and casual hold on the muscular bicep that belongs to your date. Taking in his intoxicating smell and how electrifyingly sweet his laugh is. You take note of his hearty laugh and compare it to his lack of laughing only a couple weeks prior.

“It’s nice… Hearing you laugh.” You smile up at him and let go of his arm as he opens the lobby door to your apartment building, letting you walk in before him.

“It’s nice going out with someone I can laugh with. I don’t this very often.” He explains, watching you press the up arrow for the elevator.

“Laugh?” You question, turning to look at him.

“No, I meant going out with a pretty girl.” He chuckles casually as he steps on the elevator with you. “I’m always too caught up in my cases that I don’t really stop to smell the roses, ya know?”

“Yeah, the overly watered roses.” You giggle motioning to your damp clothing and wet hair from the earlier short downpour that interrupted your date.

“I’m sorry about that, I-”

“Whoa, don’t be sorry. I had a fantastic evening, rain and all.” You assure him as you step off the elevator and he walks you to your apartment door. Turning around to face him, you see him smiling with his hands shoved in his back pockets.

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❤❤ ahhh…Sweet Pete.