People on the SVU facebook: Quit with the personal stories and get back to the crimes!
Me: GIVE ME ALL THE PERSONAL STORIES. FULL HOURS OF CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. I WANNA KNOW WHAT THEY EAT FOR BREAKFAST, HOW THEY TAKE THEIR COFFEE, WHAT THEIR BEDTIME ROUTINE IS, WHO’S BEST FRIENDS WITH WHO, HOW OFTEN THEY HANG OUT OUTSIDE OF WORK. I WANT ROMANCE AND DRAMA AND HEARTBREAK AND–
Amen
“t’s too quiet,” sonny mumbled from where he was laying next to you. you looked out over the water with a small smile, stroking your fingers through his hair.
“I like it. it’s a nice change of pace.”
//I freaking love Mikey! Thank you so much for sending in this ask. It was a lot of fun to write.//
“Mama, I’m hungry”, Issac, your two year old, said as he came into the your bedroom. He climbed up on your bed, stretching out. He looked so much like Mike with dark hair and green eyes.
“Well, Daddy will be home soon. And guess what? We’re ordering pizza!”
“Yay!” He jumped from the bed and ran out the door. Shaking your head and grinning you finished unpacking another box.
Mike arrived home 30 minutes later. You smiled, “Hey, babe. I’m in the kitchen”, you called out to him. You heard his footsteps as he came into the kitchen. “Pizza should be here in about an hour”, you grabbed plates from a box. “How was your first day?” When he didn’t answer, you turned to find him leaning against the door way.
Your smile faltered.His eyes were downcast, his mouth a thin line, face crestfallen. You sighed. You had seen that look before, usually after his dad reviewed the next rung of this career ladder, or some legal issue with his brother.
“Wanna talk about it?” He shook his head. You walked over to him and took his hands. He drew you to him in a tight embrace. His buried his face in your neck and let out a heavy sigh. “That good, huh?”, you said softly and scratched the back of his neck.
“They hate me.” He straightened, kissed you head and released. Crossing your arms, and leaning back on the counter, you watched him grab a beer from the fridge. He popped it open and took a long swig. “Looks like you made some progress”, he looked around the kitchen.
“Isaac and I were able stay out of trouble”, you winked.
He gave you a weak smile. “I still don’t like you doing all of this by yourself”, he studied you and placed a hand on your belly.
“I’m pregnant Michael, not disabled. Plus, I saved all the heavy stuff for you champ.” You playfully punched him in the arm and he laughed. “So why do they hate you?”
“Why do you think?”, he gave you a quizzical look. “When everyone thinks your father gets you a job…”, he trailed off.
Nodding your head, “I thought so. I can see why they might be stand-offish. They probably think you’ll run to your dad with every little slight or complaint. Put yourself in their shoes.”
“Yeah. I guess that makes sense.” Running is hands through his hair, he went to the fridge and pulled out another beer. “Last one, I promise.” Mike hopped up to sit on the kitchen counter.
“Enjoy, cause I’d be joining you if I could’, rubbing your stomach. Taking a deep breath you continued, “Listen. They’re not going to forget that your dad is Dodds Sr. You’ll have to earn their trust, just like they have to earn yours.” Walking over to him, you stood between his knees and placed you hands on his muscular thighs. “They’ll come around. After all, I did.”
“Thank God you did.” He leaned down and kissed our head. “What did I do to deserve you? You always know just the right thing to say.” He brushed a finger down your cheek.
“You just got extremely lucky, Mr. Dodds. Besides you’re a likable enough guy.” You grabbed his face smushing his lips and kissed him.
He laughed and jumped from the counter. Wrapping you in his arms he bent down to give kiss. Your hands traveled up his broad back. He pulled you into him.
“Daddy, yous home!”, Isaac tore into the kitchen. Mike picked him up, and tossed him in the air. Isaac squealed with delight. “Again, again!” Mike of course indulged him. Mike gave Isaac a kiss on the cheek. “Down Daddy.” Mike gently placed him on his feet and he was gone as quick as he appeared.
Mike shook his head and chuckled. “That kid is something else.” He clapped his hands,”You know what? To hell with ‘em. At least you two like me.”
You burst out laughing. This was the Mike you wanted to see since he walked in the door that evening. Carefree, happy. “You’re a keeper for sure”, you said trying to catch your breath.
“Where’s that pizza?” Just then the doorbell rang. Mike shot his brows up and smiled from ear to ear. “I’ll get it”, he said and jogged to the door.
listen!!! @space-carisi
– poor baby has watched so. much. porn. specifically in preparation to eat you out.
– stutters as he offers, can barely get the words out without blushing, his dick already twitching in his pants. “i-i want to, um, you know how… d-did you ever…” he takes a deep breath. “i want to… go, uh, down on-on you.”
– so cute and so precious. how could you deny him? you worry that he won’t be good at it but… sonny has always been thorough while learning something new
– when you get your panties off and he’s settled between your legs, sonny can barely take the sight. he leans forward to press a kiss to your clit, so shaky and so nervous.
– he licks his lips, he gets the first taste of you and his fears dissipate. his lips curl around your clit, his jaw loosening and his tongue slurping up the taste of you
– he heard you whimper, a new sound from you. sonny cant help but rut against the bed, hands gripping your thighs and pulling you into his mouth as closely as possible
– all of his thoughts and plans were gone, all he wanted was to taste you. his tongue was quick on your clit, tongue flat and dipping between your lips at any chance to get more of you.
– “shit, doll, i… oh, you taste so good,” he would whimper in time with you
– it doesnt take long at all, you’re coming in minutes and cause of all his rutting and all youre whimpering, he’s coming right along with you, yanking you as roughly up to his mouth as he can
– does! not! stop! hes so sensitive but his hips continue moving and his tongue continues as well, despite your whines and cries
My, my, my *fans self*
Nick Amaro is beautiful. Pass it on.
olivia: in your opinion, what is the height of stupidity?
barba: *yelling* CARISI, HOW TALL ARE YOU?
Bhaha! Poor Sonny!
“As fuck” has become a universal unit of measurement
//Thanks babe! Nick is so damn adorable.//
Nick winked at you from across the room. You blew him a kiss in return. “Oh, gah. You two are giving me a cavity”, Sonya, Nick’s sister said and rolled her eyes. Both of you broke out into a fit of giggles. “I am so happy Nicky met you. You have been so good for him. He’s calmer, more settled. Plus I got a best friend and sister out of the deal.”
“You’re gonna make me cry.” You pull one another in for a big hug. “Thank you for being my maid of honor. I can’t believe I’m getting married tomorrow!”
“ And I’m going to have a sister!” , she exclaimed.
The rehearsal dinner was being held at Graham’s on Main. It was a small, intimate setting. Much like your wedding would be. Your parents were talking with Nick’s mom, everyone seemed to be having a good time.
You were taking everything in. This time tomorrow you would be Mrs. Amaro. Nick come up behind you and slide his arms around your waist. “What are you thinking about sweetheart?”, Nick asked.
“Just wishing it was tomorrow so I would be your wife”, you smiled and caressed his hands.
“Me too angel. I can’t wait to start my life with you, have babies’, he moved his hands down to your belly.
“Is that right? And how many do you foresee in our future?” you turned to face him.
He grinned and rubbed his chin “Hmm, three, four, maybe five?”
“Five?”, your eyebrows shot up, “I guess you plan on keeping me barefoot and pregnant?”, you could’t help but laugh.
“Like that would be a bad thing?”, he countered softly.
“No not at all. I really look forward to making those babies with you” you bit lip, cheeks blushing slightly.
“You have no idea how much I look forward to it. Come mi amor”, you took his proffered hand, “let’s go eat. Need to keep our strength up.” He raised one eyebrow and looked you up and down.
You playfully smacked his arm, “You are too much sometimes!”
The night before the wedding, you stayed with you parents. You and Nick had decided not to see one another until you were walking down the aisle.
Just as you were drifting off to sleep a loud noise jerked you awake. Adjusting to the dark, you recognized the figure in the bedroom window. What the hell was Nick doing here and climbing through the window. Leaning over you turned on the bedside lamp. “Nicky, is there a reason you’re crawling through my window? We aren’t supposed to see one another until the wedding.”
He looked at his watch and shrugged, “It’s only 11:50. I just wanted to see one more time.” He sat down on the bed beside you. His eyes were sparkling.
“Well there’s this thing called a door”, you gave him a wry grin.
He chuckled softly, and took your hand in his. His face became serious. “I wanted to make sure you aren’t going to change your mind. I mean, the baby talk this evening. I-”
“Stop”, you put your finger to his lips, “it’s what I want too.” He lifted his head, worry melting away. “Maybe we’ll get started tomorrow night?”, waggling your brows.
He leaned in to kiss you. He glanced at the clock on the bedside, 11:59. “I better go. I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you so much”, he caressed your cheek.
“I love you too,babe.” He started climbing out the window. “Hey.” He turned back to look at you, “I’ll be the one in white.” He gave you a big grin and went out the window.
“You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace
Mikey is a softie underneath it all, especially with you.
thank you love!
– Sonny can’t afford to take you anywhere, but he’ll spend the weekend with you at your place.
– Rafael would bring you to a nice hotel with a great view, a huge bed, god tier room service, and a hug bathtub. He spends the whole weekend fucking you in every way imaginable, and by the time you get home you’re so fucked out Christ.
– Mike brings you up North to a cabin he rents in the mountains. It’s so peaceful, and he gives you a glimpse at a domesticity you’ve never been able to have. Cooking together, falling asleep in front of the fireplace, Mike showing you how to roast marshmallows proper over a campfire outside, sleeping under layers of soft quilts with him holding your body to his for dear life.
– Peter takes you to the beach and stays in a motel on the shores for a couple days. The sun and the waves fill the hours, accompanied by fruity martinis from the nearby bar that make your kisses sticky.
– Nick is the most likely to do something really extravagant like fly you out to LA for the weekend of your life. Taking you to the huge cosmetics stores to get your makeup professionally done, getting you stuff from exclusive boutiques, fucking you against the window of your penthouse hotel room, you know. Normal stuff.
The cf!au is awesome! If you haven’t read it yet, check it out @space-carisi has done an excellent job with this series.
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