i don’t know if you’ve written this before, but could you do something where mike and the reader sneak away in either one’s office and have a quickie?

//changed the prompt a bit nsfw obviously//

“You are… God-” Mike let out a moan. He nipped your neck. He grasped your hips and moved you up and down on his cock. Bringing Mike dinner had turned into him dragging you into to the car for a quickie.

You were riding Mike hard and fast in the the backseat of your shared SUV. Thank God for tinted windows, although the parking garage was esentially empty. “Oh, babe, that feels so fucking good”, you panted.

“Such a dirty little, oh yeah, mouth on you Mrs. Dodds.” He dug his fingers harder into your hips. No doubt you’d have bruises. He kissed you hard.

You bite his bottom lip then said, “Shut up and just fuck me sergeant”, you shot back. You pushed yourself down harder and faster. He in return bucked up to meet your pace.

“We. Really. Need. To-Fuck!” Mike thrusted wildly into you. “I hope you’re close baby”, Mike said through gritted teeth. Seconds later Mike found his release, spilling into you.

“So close, Michael, so…ahhh” with one final grind down on his cock you came. Hard. Opening your eyes, you gave Mike a satisfied smile. “Hope you still have time to eat your lunch.”

“Hmmm… I’m not disappointed. It was worth missing a meal.” Mike ran his thumb along your jaw, his hand moving to the back of your neck and pulled you in for a kiss.

Fine. Go. Part 3

//This is a bit of a long one. So settle in.//

“I’m glad you decided to come.” Mike glanced down at you. The four of you had just got to the zoo. Isaac was skipping along just in front of you and Cora was on Mike’s shoulders.

“You kinda put me in a tough spot, Mike. Regardless it’s good for the kids to see us get a-” You were interrupted by the ringing of Mike’s phone.

He grimaced when he checked the caller ID. “Sorry. It’s work. I…” His face looked sad and regretful. He looked down at his phone as it continued to ring.

“Of course it is.” Gathering Cora from Mike, you walked ahead. You couldn’t hear the converstion but got the gist. No doubt he’d have to go in. Letting out a long sigh you took Isaac and Cora over to the elepahants.

Mike came up behind you and placed his hand on your lower back, causing you to flinch. “Sorry. I did’t mean to startle, I- uh, I have to go in. Sonny is out of town and Jesse is sick so Amanda-”

Laughing unhumorously you shook your head, “Just go Michael”, you shot a glare at him. “I don’t know why I thought today would be any different.”

“That’s not fair, Y/N.” Mike countered back. “It is my job. There’s no one else to go in. ”

“And if I hadn’t been here with you? What would you have done? And you want to talk about fair? I’ll tell you what’s not fair. Promising the kids a day at the zoo, then bailing. You know what else isn’t fair? Me having to be the one to tell them all the time why daddy had to leave.” Turning on your heel, you walked away.

Anne and William offered to give the kids a bath, while you cleaned up dinner. There was a knock at the door, “Coming”, you called as you dried your hands. You were surprised to see Mike at the door. You stared up at him, “Mike. What are you doing here? Are you okay?” He looked anything but okay.

“Can I come in?”, he asked. “I’d like to tell the kids good night, tuck them in.” His face looked beyond exhausted and it made your heart ache. You opened the door wider and gestured him in.

“Your dad and Anne are giving them a bath right now”, you answered as you walked back to the kitchen to finish the dishes. Mike trailed behind you then slouched into a chair at the table.. “There’s leftovers. I’m sure you didn’t eat it anything.”

“Yeah, thanks. Food would be great”, he responded with a half smile. Grabbing the food from the refrigerator, he popped it in the microwave.

You continued to load the dishwasher, with your back to him. Feeling the weight of his stare, you turned to look at him. “What Mike?”

“How did things get so bad?“ His voice was barely a whisper.

Pursing your lips together, "I wish I had an answer to that. If we did, we probably wouldn’t be where we are right now.” Your eyes locked with his and there was still that pull, that had been there since the night you met.

He ambled over to where you were leaning against the counter. He reached a finger out to stroke your cheek. You moved and his hand fell back to his side. ‘’It kills me that you move away from my touch, Y/N. I never thought…” his voice trailed off.

Feeling tears threaten and your resolve weaken, you stepped around him. “Me either.” Right now you really wanted his touch, craved it actually. You took a cleansing breath, "I’ll see if the kids are done with their baths.“

"Y/N?” Mike called after you. You turned to look back.“I love you. Just wanted to remind you. And that will never change.”

Nodding your head, “I know. I love you too”, you responded. “It’s never been a question of love, Michael.” Your voice was small. God your heart was hurting. All you wanted to do was run to his arms, feel his strong, protective but gentle embrace. Breath in his scent. Hear his heartbeat. Instead, you turned your back and left him standing in the kitchen.

The evening was cool, lightening bugs flickered in the dark and the sky was so clear you were pretty sure you could count every star in the sky. Stretching out on the lounger you sipped your wine and laid your head back.

“The kids were out before I finished their story”, he chuckled a bit. “Mind if I join you?” Simply shrugging your shoulders, you sipped your wine again. “I figured I’d find you out here. Sky is gorgeous tonight.” He stated as he took the chair beside you.

You didn’t answer him but continued to look up at the stars. The silence stretched between you. How could someone be so close but feel so far away.

Mike audibley sighed, "I know you’re mad at me, Y/N. And I get why. I just wish you would talk to me.”

“I’m not mad. I’m hurt. There’s a difference.” Repositioning yourself to look at Mike you studied his face. He looked like you felt- tired, sad, scared.

This time the ringing phone was your own. it finally seemed like you and Mike could start talking. Your brow furrowed when your mom’s number popped up. You had just talked to her earlier in the afternoon.

“Hello?” You stood from your chair, the tone of her voice alarming you. “Mom calm down. He what? Oh, no. Mom.” Your eyes growing big. Mike shot out of the chair, his hands on your shoulders. “No. Okay, I’m on the first flight. I love you too.”

“What is it? What’s wrong?” His eyes frantically searching your face.

You were thankful Mike had a grip on your shoulders at he moment. You took a shaky breath, “It’s my dad.” You shot your eyes up to Mike. “He, uh, he was shot. They don’t think he’ll make it …Wh-” but you were unable to finish your sentence.

Mike gathered you in his arms, “Shhh…I got you.” He presesd a kiss to your head. “I’m here, love. I got you, I got you.”

Have you done how Mike proposed to Reader? I feel like I’ve devoured everything Mike you’ve written, but I haven’t found that.

//My friend, I have been waiting for someone to ask. Just a reminder of how they met HERE. //

The last rays of the sun were filtering through the intricate framework of the concert venue. The Grant Park Orchastra was set to perform Broadway hits. You and Mike were lounging on a blanket on the plush lawn.

“This is nice.” You were leaning against Mike “Thank you for making it happen.” The picnic Mike packed had been delicious.

One of Mike’s hand rested on your barely protrudung belly, the other was entwined in your hand. “You are more than welcome love. Life is so crazy, we really need to slow down. Make more time for one another.”

“Are you okay, Mike? You seem….off?” You turned in his arms to be able to see his face.

The lines around his eyes were tight, “I’ve been thinking a lot about us, all three of us actually. “Uhhh…” He ran his hands through his hair. He took your hand and assissted you to stand.

You cocked your head, “You’re worrying me. What are-” When he went to one knee you gasped, your other hand covering your mouth.

“The first night I met you I knew that was it for me Y/N. You are my today and all of my tomorrows. I can’t wait to see what advantures and memories we make together. Your heart was made for me, and my heart beats only for you. And now you are giving me the most precious gift, a child. My heart couldn’t be any fuller. Will you marry me?”

All you could do was nod enthusiastically, happy tears spilled down your face. Finally you eeked out yes and an Inlove you. Applause and hoots broke out in the crowd that had gathered.

Mike placed the ring on your finger and stood. His eyes wet with tears. Tipping your chin up, he kissed you, making your toes curl.

Before you knew it you were wrapped in his arms, feet dangling while he spun you around.

When he placed you on your feet he shouted, “She said yes!“ He punched a fist in the air.

How about morning kisses with Mike? i love that idiot juicehead

Early morning light was starting to filter through the window of your bedroom. Mike’s arms were still wrapped tightly around you, his breathing slow and steady. You chanced a kiss to his hand and arm.

You felt Mike stir, “Good mornin’ love”, he mumbled softly in your ear. He nuzzled your hair. “I love Saturdays.”

Grinning, you returned the greeting, “Good morning.” You turned in his arms so you were facing him. Starting at his forehead you sprinkled soft kisses down to the tip of his nose, to his jaw, then lips, neck…

“Hmmm…careful there, might start something we can’t finish.” He rolled you onto your back, causing you to giggle.

“Then get to work, Mr. Dodds.” His mouth moved to your neck, placing suckling, wet kisses. Traveling to the dip between your neck and arm, to your collarbone. “Hmmm…tha-”

The door swung open, Isaac and Cora came barreling their way in and jumping on the bed. “Can we have pancakes?” Isaac inquired.

“Told you.” Mike said with a chuckle. He grabbed Isaac and tickled him, causing him to giggle.“Pancakes? Pancakes? Okay, but only if I get… kisses.” Mike pointed a finger to his cheek.

The kids each kiss a cheek, Cora’s slobbery, Isaac’s less so. “Now dadddy?”

“Go to the kitchen. I’ll be there in a couple minutes. I need to talk to mommy.” He smirked at you. The kids scampered to the kitchen. He turned his attention back to you. “We have about five minutes.”

Mike jumped on the bed and tickled you, “Michael, st-” laughing “stop”, you could barely breath.

“Give me a kiss.” He stopped tickling you and pouted his lips out. You gave him a quick peck on the lips, “pancake time!” He grabbed your hand, kissed it and pulled you down the hall.

*this is a bit long will have part 3*

Fine, go part 2

Another restless night. Thankfully Isaac and Cora were sleeping well. Shuffling out to the kitchen for some hot tea you heard William on the phone.

“They’re good Michael.” Pause. “I know you miss them. But just give her some space. She’s feeling let down, sad, upset…” Pause. “Sorry sometimes isn’t enough son. Especially when she has heard it numerous times but nothing has changed.”

You walked past his office to the kitchen.Leaning against the counter and noting the time of 1130pm. Michael must not be sleeping either. Sighing you decided to skip the tea. William met you on your way out.

“Y/N, you can’t sleep either? Seems to be going around.” William leaned on the other counter, “Making some tea?”

“Yeah. Sometimes chamomile helps me sleep. How is Mike?” It had been three days since you left. You had texted him a couple times about the kids. He spoke the kids every night, and usually at some point in the day. You placed the filled kettle on the stove.

“He’s not good. Not sleeping, not eating. Just like you.” Williams voice was filled with concern. “I told him he has things he needs to fix. Not just with you, but with himself as well. Words are empty, if the actions aren’t there.”

Tears filled your eyes. How you had any left you didn’t know. “Maybe I should have stayed..This is killing me. I ju-”, your tears spilled down your face.

William gathered you in his arms. “Hey kiddo. I know. He needed the wake up call. Shhh…” The whistling of the kettle startled both of you. William gently released you.

“C’mon. Let’s get that tea” he said and pulled two mugs from the cabinet.

William and Anne bid their goodbyes as they left the visit her family for the day. Mike would be here soon to pick up the kids for the day. Then you’d be alone. The doorbell rang and Isaac ran to the door with you. “Daddy!” Isaac flew into Mike’s arms.

Mike hugged him close. “Oh I have missed you buddy.” Mike looked down at you, “Hi. You look nice.” He leaned down to kiss your cheek.

“Hi. Uh, thanks”, you responded as you looked down at your clothing. You looked a mess and knew it. Yoga pants, a t-shirt, barefeet and hair in a messy bun. “ I just need to finish getting Cora’s bag together.”

Mike sat Isaac down and followed you into the bedroom you and the kids had been sharing. Cora was still napping in her crib. As you were finishing with her bag, “I’ll have her ready to go in just a couple minutes. She should be waking up soon.” When you turned around. Mike was right there.

His hand cupped your cheek and you leaned into it. “I have missed you so much.” He leaned down to kiss you.

Turning your head, “Mike. Don’t. I’m-“ You looked up at him with pleading eyes. Cora started walking up. She fluttered her eyes open and grinned at you and Mike. She stood up and reached her arms out to you.

Mike grinned at Cora and she reached her chubby little arms out to him. “There’s my girl.” She rested her head on his chest. He gave you a small smile, “I’ve missed this, so much.”

You gently rubbed Cora’s back. “Yeah. I’m sure you have.” You gave Mike a small smile.

“Come back home, please.” Mike’s eyes were red rimmed. “I change, I’ll do better. I promise. My arms ache with wanting to hold you. The house is so damn quiet.”

Crossing your arms over your chest, “Michael, you have promised me that so many times before. And for as many times you have promised, I have been let down-“

“Daddy, I’m ready to go!” Isaac exclaimed as he ran into the room. He jumped on the bed. “We going to zoo today, Mama!”

“Yeah, Daddy is going to take you.” You ruffled his hair and smiled. “You’re going to have so much fun.”

“You coming Mama?” Isaac looked up at with his big brown eyes.

Mike spoke up first, “Of course Mama is coming.” Mike gazed at you. His face was contrite and hopeful. “Please?”

“Pwheeze Mama”, Isaac chimed in pouting his bottom lip and clasping his hands.

Studying both of them, you answered, “how can I say no to those faces?”

could you write something where chief dodds is babysitting bc mike and his wife are out but they come home and park the car on the corner to have a quickie and the chief catches them? the mental image is too funny!

//I can picture this too. His face! //

“Love, you’re gonna find yourself in a heap of trouble if you don’t stop.” Mike cajoled while you stroked him through his pants. It wasn’t very often the two of you got to go to a restaurant that didn’t have crayons on the table. And perhaps you had a couple too many glasses of wine.

Leaning over you sucked at Mike’s earlobe, “What kind of trouble Officer Do-?”

“That’s Sergeant Dodds.” Mike commanded.

“Oh, my apologizes, sir”, you teased as you placed wet kisses down his neck. Mike stopped the SUV and put it in park. He jerked your body over to his. “Mike. We’re practically right outside our house” you said with a giggle.

Mike slid the seat back so you could straddle him. He crushed his lips to yours. “I just can’t wait. This dress, no panties, the fuck me eyes you’ve given me all night..”, he moaned as you grinded down on his erection.

“Like that do you, sergeant?” Not giving him a chance to respond, you pressed your soft lips to his.

Mike pulled away, both of you gasping for air. He gave you a carnal look, “Oh babydoll, I just want to bury myself in that tight wet pussy.” He bite your bottom lip.

You quickly unfastend Mike’s pants, he shifted his hips and pushed his pants down as you pulled your dress up.

Your breath caught as you slid down on his cock. He looked at you with hooded eyes. “Ahhh…babydoll, you God.”

“Mikey shut up and just fuck me.” You grabbed his hair and pulled.

“Such a bossy little thing Mrs. Dodds.” He ran his hands up your body, “with a smoking body and tight little pussy. Hold on love, this will be fast.”

His hips started bucking, while you held on to his shoulders and bounced up and down. Mike exclaimed, “oh fuck, Y/N, so good!”

“Ahhh! Who? Oh my God it’s your dad, Michael.” When the two of you looked out the window, you saw William mouth open, frozen, he shook his head.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t, just…” he quickly walked away. You moved off Mike, and the two of your rearranged yourselves.

“I cant believe that happened. I will never be able to look at your dad in the eyes again.” You could feel your whole body blush. “I mean he saw…Are you laughing?”

“I’m sorry but the look on my dad’s face was way too funny..” he broke out in a bout of laughter.

Snickering, you said, “Mine was probably pretty funny too! Oh, God.”

“Okay, let’s get inside and face the music.” Mike started the car and pulled into the garage.

Going inside, you saw William. He gave you a tight smile. “Thanks for watching the Isaac and Cora, Dad.” Michael said to his dad. Acting as if nothing happened.

“Yeah, no problem. Happy to do it-I mean…Good night.” He kissed your cheek. He passed Mike, shook his hand.

As you turned, you saw William give Mike a high five. Mike grinned, “Night dad.”

Fine, go-Mike before part 3

‘I’m not sure why you aren’t responding. You know I worry, Mike. Please just let me know you are okay. I love you.’ Three missed calls before she left a message and two texts. Your phone vibrated again, this time your dad asking you to call him. Letting out a deep sigh, you shut your phone off and ordered another drink. The bar was empty other than an older man a couple stools down from you.

“What the hell is wrong with me?”, you asked yourself out loud. Taking another drink, you savored the burn as the amber liquid slid down your throat. Y/N had been your rock for so long, but lately there was a distance. And it was you causing it, pushing her away.

“Problems with the missus?” The old mans baritone voice brought you out of your thoughts. “I can relate.” He laughed humorously. “George, nice to met you.” He reached out a hand.

You shook his hand, “Michael. Nice to meet you too, sir.” Giving him a smile you returned to your drink.

“Is she a good woman, your wife?” His question surprised you.

Your mind went to Y/N and you smiled. “She’s a saint, actually. She’s a great mom to our kids. Puts up with a lot from me. Been there through my darkest days.” Your brow furrowed. “Always puts everyone else first.” Your last sentence almost a whisper.

George nodded, “ Welp whatever you did, fix it, say sorry and mean it. Show her that your word is still good. That’s the mistake I made with my Sarah.” His voice became wistful.

The two of you were quiet, introspective for a few minutes. Throwing back the last of the bourbon, you stood to leave. “George. It was a pleasure to meet you sir.”

“Good luck.” He tipped his hat. “Oh and Michael, “everyone good woman deserves a good man. Be that man for her. Don’t let pride get in the way.” He turned and ordered another drink.

On the cab ride home, you contemplated calling Y/N. But what you had to say needed to be done in person. You just hoped it wasn’t too late.

omg your last mikey fic with the pregnant reader was TOO CUTE and i loooved it!! can you write some more fluffy mike? like maybe he and the reader are moving apartments or something? 😊

“This apartment has three bedrooms, the master has an en suite bathroom, balcony, all stainless steel appliances in the kitchen-”, the realtor went on and on as she took you on a tour of the apartment.

Mike looked at you, “So what do you think? I saw this apartment and thought it would be perfect.” His face a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

Slowly turning, you took in the living space. “It’s beautiful, but isn’t it a little much? It is just the two of us.” When you looked back at Mike, he had his head down scratching his neck.

“Well there is plenty of room for when we want to, uh”…, he chuckled nervously, “for when we have kids. I mean after we get married, eventually.” He let out an exasperated breath.

Kids? Marriage? While you had talked about those things, it was always in the abstract. The thought of having a baby with Mike made you smile. “Our future. Mike I, wow.” Your eyes pricked with tears. “Absolutely. Where do we sign?”

“Yeah?!” He picked you up and swung you around. “You have made me so happy love. This is going to be great.”

He sat you down and laid a kiss on you that made you go all soft. The realtor cleared her throat getting your attention. She was grinning at the two of you, “So, I’m guessing you like it?”

“Yeah, we like it. We’ll take it”, he answered never taking his eyes off you. “I can’t wait to make this place our own.”

Tapping a finger to his nose, “And I can’t wait to christen every single room with you, champ.”

Fine, go-before the fight part 2

this and this explains some of the problems

“No. That’s not necessary. Thank you.” Hanging up the phone, you decided to call William. Maybe they were together. Surely William would let you know if something was wrong.

He picked up on the first ring, “Hey there kiddo. How is my favorite daughter in law?” Hearing voices in the background, yougo hoped one of them was Mike’s.

His greeting made you smile. “I’m well. I was hoping Mike might be with you or you know where he is?”

“You mean he’s not home? He was still there when I left at 5.” William’s voice became concerned. “Hold on a minute, okay.” You heard muffled voices in the background. “Have you tried the precinct?”

“Yeah they said he left at 9, I’ve called and texted but no answer and now it just goes straight to voicemail”, you sighed, “I was just worried, ever since..” A lump formed in your throat.

He was quiet for a few seconds, “Yeah, I worry about the same thing. Are you okay?” William’s voice was soft, concerned. He could hear you sniffle,

“No.” You choked out. You took a cleansing breath, “I-I, Mike things aren’t good. They haven’t been. I don’t know what to do. I love him so much but-” You broke down.

“Y/N, I’ll talk to him. We’ll get this sorted out, okay.” William paused. “Hey, come, stay here a couple days, or as long as you need to. Me and Anne would love to have to have you and the kids.”

You regained composure, “I can’t put you guys out like that.” At the same time you said it you knew that’s what you needed to do. It was better than going to your parents.

“You’re not, Y/N. Let us know. We’re here. Love you kid.” William reassured you.

“Love you too.” Ending the call, you decided to try to call Mike one more time. Voicemail. Sighing, you sat down sat down on the bed.

Leaving had been in your thoughts for a few months. Everything had started going downhill since the move to Manhattan. Mike had changed, became closed off, cold after joining SVU. Tomorrow. You’d talk to him tomorrow. Maybe things could be worked out.

You went to bed, exhausted both physically and emotionally. But knowing full well that sleep would evade you, until Mike was home. Even then, it would be a restless sleep.