Lust and in a vehicle with sonny plz! 💕

Sonny pulled his truck from its spot in the garage and pulled out into traffic. “Did I tell you how wonderful you look tonight?”

“Hmm…once or twice,” you replied. All evening when you looked at him, he was already looking at you. The way he ran his eyes over you almost made you blush. It wasn’t very often you and Sonny got dressed up to go out, but William Dodds had his annual Christmas party that evening, complete with an open bar.

Sonny’s hand squeezed your knee. His fingers ghosted up your thigh. “Is there something I can help you with, sir?” you asked with a smirk.

When Sonny stopped at a red light he turned to look at you. His eyes were scorching when they met yours. “I think you know what I want, doll.” His hand continued it’s journey up your thigh.

Licking your lips, your breath hitched and you swallowed hard. “Yeah, I do know. It’s the same thing I want from you.” You held one another’s gaze for a few seconds. The car behind you honked, breaking your gaze.

You slid over to the middle of the seat. Gently you nibbled on his earlobe as your hand ascended up his thigh. When you reached the top of his thigh, you could already feel his arousal. “Mmm…”, you hummed into his ear. “The things I would do to you if we weren’t in traffic..”

Sonny’s gaze diverted down to look at your breasts. The dress you were wearing was a little revealing. With five kids it wasn’t often you and Sonny got out of the house for a date so you went all out.

“What time do we have the sitter til?” Sonny inquired in a husky voice.

“Midnight,” you purred as you rubbed his growing erection through his pants.

He elicited a low growl. “That gives us an hour.” He scanned the street ahead of him then pulled onto an essentially deserted parking garage, pulled into a spot then shut off the engine.

“I can work with that,” you said as you straddled his lap.

Slowly getting things uploaded to AO3. My username is Stargazer673. All my Sonny fics now uploaded.

carisi-dreams:

next install in: [Cartel makes contact | demands | rescue | shaking up the club | man down pt 1 // pt.2 ]
warnings: mentioned character death, hospital, strong language, angst

um, don’t hate me at the end of this chapter okaaay?

A gentle knock on the doorway roused him from where he was flirting with a nap. The anesthesia had worn off, but his body was still tired from the surgery. It would be another few days before he was up and moving around and some time after that before he was able to leave the hospital. He blinked his eyes open, first taking in his fiancée’s grim face before she turned to look towards the doorway. He blinked again, slowly as his brain moved more sluggishly than he was used to.

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Oof.

With Yahoo! killing Tumblr, have you thought about uploading your fic to AO3? I’d be lost without your Mike Dodds stories.

I have an account. Just gotta get everything moved over. Which will be quite the undertaking. I’ve been procrastinating but need to get my butt in gear!

carisi-dreams:

day three | Sonny Carisi/Nick Amaro/Reader (polyam!verse)| no warnings

prompts:
“Remind me why I can’t kill the carolers?” & “Hum one more note of that carol and I will stab you”

“…and a Happy New Year!”

You lifted your hands to clap as you smiled at the carolers.

“We wish you a Merry Christmas, we wish you a—”

When they launched into another round of singing you heard twin muffled groans behind you. With one elbow you jabbed Nick in the stomach and you stepped back onto the insole of Sonny’s foot. Both men protested and grumbled under their breath. You took another step back into the apartment, hoping that if you all got far enough away from the door they would take the hint and go sing on someone else’s doorstep. It wasn’t that they had been singing long for you, but it was also the fact that you all had been able to hear them coming as they made their way down the hallway of the apartment building.

“Remind me why I can’t kill the carolers?” Sonny mumbled in dark tone.

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I’m going to be doing a series of letters written by Mike to the reader. These will be letters he wrote for reader to open on special occasions like first wedding day, first born child, etc. These will be in the Heartfelt Passages. I have a few in mind, but if you have some ideas drop me a message.

dailypeterscanavino:

Peter Scanavino and the Turkey (this man is the light of my life) / From Ice-T twitter

Baby love

“You didn’t really think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?” And starisi please

lesbiancarisi:

At a little after three in the afternoon, someone knocks on Peter’s apartment door. He can’t imagine who would be soliciting on Christmas, and he hasn’t ordered anything in the mail, so it’s with suspicion tempered in a handful of beers that he creeps toward the front door to peer through the peephole. Warped glass does a poor job of helping him figure out who it is, but he also recognizes the tan coat and restless bouncing.

He opens the door just a crack in hopes of hiding the shambles his apartment rests in. “Need something, Carisi?”

“You really didn’t think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?” Carisi smiles and holds up a large plastic bag. “I brought some cookies, a bottle of the scotch you get at the bar. No one deserves to be drunk alone tonight.”

With a little effort, Peter suddenly recognizes the slight flush to Carisi’s cheeks and the slightly unsteady sway to his usual energy. Under normal circumstances, he’d turn him away. But it’s Christmas. And Peter can clearly see he isn’t the only one who could do with some company.

“Pardon the mess,” he mumbles, stepping aside to let Carisi into his home.

My babies.