Thank you so much! Peter is fun to write for! I have a couple things for the SVU boys❤❤ I’ve had a lot of personal stuff, work, writers block and rewriting things cause I just haven’t been happy with how it was turning out. Hoping to get some things out this evening and tomorrow afternoon….fingers crossed! 🤞🏻🤞🏻
Watching a season 13 SVU episode
– Nick plays with his wedding ring, like so much. I love it.
– Nick in a flak jacket at the shooting range. Yes please.
-Fin “I don’t stop shooting until I empty my glak”
-Nick and Fin saying they’d talk to, Jeff, Kim’s ex, face to face. Then saying they wouldn’t cause Amanda doesn’t want them involved. Then doing it anyway. Love those boys.
FICTOBER18 DAY 18 PROMPT | “You should have seen it.”
fandom: Law and Order: SVU pairing: Sonny Carisi/Nick Amaro/reader [poly!verse] warnings: none
inspired by another prompt in my inbox!
“Excuse me,” you told the two men who walked through the front door of your apartment. “I don’t remember calling the fire department.”
You muted the television and turned more fully to watch as your boyfriends stepped through the front door. Sonny immediately cracked a grin and puffed out his chest a little. Nick shook his head at you minutely in dismay even as he fought a grin of his own. The smell of onion, garlic and cumin wafted from the bag in Nick’s hand and you perked up even more as they closed the door behind them.
“Ma’am, we’ve come to inspect your smoke alarm,” Sonny replied with faux sincerity. You leered at him in response as you stood to your feet. Crossing the room you pressed kiss to his lips and then Nick’s. You peeked at the bag in Nick’s hand and saw that it was from your favorite Ethiopian food place so you immediately followed them into the kitchen.
“God. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you,” you panted into Nick’s neck. Your hands clutched his shirt as he pressed his body flush to yours.
Nick’s hands brushed up your sides, pushing your Tshirt up and then over your head. “Such. Beautiful. Skin. So. Soft.” He said with reverence between peppering kisses along your collarbone. Warm hands splayed along your lower back pulling you closer to him.
“Too many clothes,” you complained pulling at Nick’s shirt. He pulled away long enough to rid himself of his shirt and you shed your bra. “Pants off,” you commanded. Hastily you stepped out of your cut-offs.
Nick fumbled with his button, then pushed his jeans and boxer briefs off in one swoop. His erection sprung free. You eyes greedily scanned your husband’s body. “I need you mi amor. Need to be inside you.” Nick’s eyes slid over your body with hooded eyes, his voice husky.
“Not as much as I need you.” You and Nick tumbled onto the bed. Nick crushed his lips to yours, parting your lips with his tongue. Nick’s thumb skimmed over a nipple while the other reached between the two of you. “Ahh.” You dug your nails into his back.
Nick took a sharp intake of breath when your hand took his length in your hand. “Easy, Y/N.” He ran a hand down the outside of your thigh, hiking it up.
“Please. Nick. I want you,” you pleaded. Nick’s fingers slid through your wet folds. “Oh. Oh, God. Please, Nick. Just fuck me,” you said breathlessly.
He lined up with your entrance and slowly slid into your wet core. “Jesus, oh God.” Nick stilled, relishing the feel of you wrapped around him.
“Nick, oh…” You dug your heels into his lower back encouraging him to move. Soon your hips were snapping up to meet his. It felt so damn good and you let him know just that.
Nick buried his face in your neck, mumbling in Spanish. You nipped his earlobe and neck, spurring him on. “I’m not going to – oh fuck baby.”
As you wrapped your arms around Nick, you felt that familiar pull low in your belly. The orgasm ripped through your body. “Nick- I’m, oh my God!”
Nick growled, and a couple thrusts later he found his release. He collapsed on your chest. Kissing your face, then finding your lips. “Y/N. That was…mmmm…” He rolled off you, then pulled you to his chest. “I love you so much.”
Throwing a leg over his middle you rested your head on his chest. “Amazing.” You placed kisses to Nick’s chest. “I love you too Nicky.”
Nick’s fingers ran over your thigh, up your side, and brushed up your arm. “So, uh, you up for…” He flexed his hips making his arousal known.
You sat up and without saying a word straddled Nick’s hips. “I think I could be persuaded,” you winked.
It had been a shit day, a shit week, truth be told it had been a shit few months. The house was dark when you pulled into the driveway. The kids were staying at Cesaria’s house and Nick was working late. You sighed. At least there was a cold six pack waiting for you in the fridge. That thought got you out of the car and up the front steps.
“Welcome home mi amada.” Nick’s soft, low voice filled your ears. He slowly crossed the floor to you, smirking.
“Jesus, Mary and Joseph, you scared the hell out of me.” You brought a hand to your chest. “I thought you had to work late?”
“Well, I may have fibbed a little. I wanted to surprise you.” Nick pulled you to his chest and kissed your temple. “I knew it was a bad day, so I thought I’d make you dinner and then maybe we can watch a movie.”
“The surprise was a success.” You laughed and patted his chest. “Please tell me that is your grandmother’s Vaca Frita that I smell. I am starving. Didn’t have time for lunch.”
Nick slid his hand down your back, directing you to the kitchen. “It sure is. Go change and I’ll dish up our plates.”
“Still up for a movie?” Nick inquired as the two of you cleaned up after dinner. When you turned, he was fidgeting with a dish towel. His eyes turned up to yours.
As exhausted as you were you couldn’t say no? ”Yep. What are we watching?”
Nick waved his hand in the air. “It’s-it’s just some independent film. Uh, someone recommended it.” Nick seemed nervous, giving you a shy smile.
You arched an eyebrow. “Yeah. Okay, Nick.” Shaking your head you wondered what he was up to. You were hoping you could stay awake through the movie.
Nick grabbed your hand as you headed to the living room. “This way.” He lead you to the backyard. A sheet covered one outside. You noticed a projector set up on a table.
“What are you up to, Amaro?” You asked with one arched brow.
“You’ll see.” Nick grinned back at you. He sat beside you, putting an arm around your shoulders.
Your eyes widened and you gasped. It was a picture of your and Nick’s first date. The picture changed to other candids of you and Nick. When you and Nick moved in together, when you adopted Frankie, vacations, engagement, wedding, pregnancies, and the kids. All set to meaningful songs from your relationship.
Nick squeezed your shoulder when you wiped tears off your cheeks. “Nick. That was…” You brushed tears from your eyes and took a calming breath, “beautiful. How did you do this?”
“I had some help with the editing…”
“Owen.” The two of you said in unison then chuckled.
“That kid is something else,” you mused. “We did real good making those two.”
Nick nodded. “They got the best of both of us. Your smarts and my good looks.”
“That they did.” You dropped your gaze before looking into his eyes. “Thank you for all you did tonight and have been doing. This was better than any night out. I love you, Nicky.”
“My pleasure mi amor. And thank you for loving me not only through my best but my worst.” He took you and hand and gently pulled you over to his lap. “I love you so, so much, Y/N.”
FICTOBER18 DAY 11 PROMPT | “But I will never forget.”
fandom: Law and Order: SVU pairing: Nick Amaro/Sonny Carisi/Reader warnings: really vague mention of shower sex
The three of you were laughing in bed and you felt like you might pull a muscle if you didn’t get a minute to catch your breath. Sonny’s arm was wrapped around your waist where you were laying on your stomach in between the two of them. Nick’s leg was casually crossed over your calf and were frantically trying to wipe tears of mirth on the pillowcase nearest your face. Nick was still gesturing up into the air over his head as he spoke.
“But I will never forget.” A pause and another chuckle of laughter from him. “I’ll never forget the look on Sonny’s face as he started slipping.”
“Stop! Stop!” you shrieked as you fisted your hand in the pillow and started howling with more laughter. The fear when you lost your footing on the slippery tub and then Sonny’s frantic grab for you was itched into your brain. Alongside it was Nick’s alarm and desperate reach for the two of you and a very narrowly avoided messy fate had his balance not been so good. Recalling it now was funny and where Sonny’s face was buried in the back of your shoulder you could feel him shaking with laughter, even as he reached a hand over you to shove Nick.
“I almost slipped a disc in my back,” Sonny mumbled. His admission sent you into more belly aching laughter and you leaned over to plant your face in Nick’s chest as you gasped for air. Sonny bit your shoulder lightly and pinched your side. “I was trying to save you!” he accused with another jab.
You turned slightly and tried to school your face into something more somber. “I know. And I’m so grateful for your—your sacrifice,” you barely got the last word out as more laughter overtook you. Sonny rolled his eyes and shook his head, ducking his face to the inside of his elbow as he started laughing again as well.
“I told you both that shower sex with three people was a terrible idea,” Nick pointed. He dropped one hand to the back of your head and started massaging and you leaned into the touch. “I’m pretty sure I twisted my ankle trying to grab Sonny, who was trying to grab you, before one of you got their head bashed in.”
“Our hero,” Sonny quipped dryly in between chuckles. You felt Nick reach over and poke Sonny with his foot and the two of them started a scuffle over you. They were both laughing and red faced and you lay back in the bed, shaking your head at their antics.
//This will be the last part of this fic of how Nick and reader meet. But of course, their story continues 😊 *mention of ectopic pregnancy*//
“Time served and a $1000 fine because he pleads down. Are you kidding me?” The judge was very lenient because it was his first charge. Thinking back you knew you should have done something sooner. You shook your head.
After the incident with Sam, you gave notice at work even though the director assured Sam couldn’t nor would he be allowed to stay employed. You had two job interviews next week. One at another ER, the other at a clinic.
Nick texted you a couple times checking on you and wondering when you were going to buy that coffee you owed him. That’s where you were now. Waiting in a coffee shop that was between both of your places.
It’s just coffee. Nothing more. You did not grin like a crazy person when he texted you. You did not think he was sexy all scruffy, dark hair, deep brown eyes…he was there. “Oh Y/L/N you are in so much trouble.” You mumbled to yourself through a smile and waved to him.
//Four months later//
“So there I was chasing a perp. I caught up with him, tackled him. And…he was naked.” Nick half smiled and hung his head with a chuckle.
“Are-are you serious?” You burst out laughing. Letting go of NIck’s hand you wiped the tears from your eyes. “I think we have a lot of similar incidents even though we are in totally different fields.”
“You’ve chased down a naked man and tackled him?” Nick raised his eyebrows surprised.
“Just one of the perks of working in the ER during rush week.” You shrugged your shoulders laughing. Nick slipped his arm around you and kissed your temple.
He slid his hand down to take yours. “Y/N. I want to tell you something. I lo-”
Your smile faded and you stopped dead in your tracks. “No.”
“What-I haven’t said…” Nick realized you weren’t talking to him and followed your gaze. Nick’s jaw clenched when he spotted Sam. He gently tugged on your hand. “C’mon let’s go.”
When you were back at Nick’s apartment you excused yourself to the restroom. You braced yourself on the sink and looked in the mirror. After splashing water on your face, you grabbed a towel to dry your face.
Nick was in the kitchen at the stove when you emerged from the restroom. You watched as he took two mugs from the cabinet and placed a tea bag in each. Nick rubbed his hands over his face and let out a deep sigh.
“Hey.” Nick jumped when he heard your voice and the tea kettle whistling. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you.” You leaned against the doorway of the kitchen and gave him a small smile.
Nick poured the boiling water over the teabags and handed you a cup. “It’s okay. My mind was elsewhere.” Nick leaned a hip on the counter. His smile was thin. “Can we sit and talk?”
A lump formed in your throat. This was it. You were being dumped. “Sure.” You followed Nick into the living room. A pit was forming in your stomach and tea was the last thing you needed. Carefully you sat the steaming mug on the coffee table beside Nick’s.
Nick clasped his hands between his open knees. “Y/N. First I want to ask if you’re okay?”
You shrugged a shoulder, gazing up at Nick.
“Dumb question, sorry.” Nick sighed. He reached for your hand, his eyes locked with yours. “He can’t hurt you anymore, Y/N. I’ll make sure of it.” Nick’s eyes were filled with sincerity.
“I know.” You whispered. “I trust you, Nick. I feel safe with you.”
Nick knew everything about your past. From losing your parents when you were 18, to raising your brother, who was now serving overseas in the Marines. He knew all about Sam too. The cheating, abuse, and manipulation.
One evening, about a month ago he came to your apartment upset after a call from his dad. Nick revealed the abuse him and his mom suffered at the hands of his father. Something only a hand full of people knew about.
There was one thing. One very important thing you left out that night. It had been bothering you since. You took a steadying breath. “Nick. I need to tell you something.”
Nick nodded, encouraging you to continue.
Through pursed lips, you blew out the breath you were holding. “When Sam and I were together, I got pregnant.” Your eyes flicked to Nick to gauge his reaction. “ I started bleeding at work. It turned out to be an ectopic pregnancy. I had to have emergency surgery. I woke up scared and alone. But most of all relieved. I know that makes me sound like an awful person but-”
He squeezed your hand. “I’m sorry. That must have been…I can’t imagine.” He gathered you in his arms, squeezing you tight. “You Y/N are not an awful person.” He moved his hands to cup your face. His thumbs swiped away your tears. “I love you, Y/F/N Y/L/N.”
Your breath caught. “I love you too Nicholas Amaro.” You pressed your lips to his soft, welcoming lips. It felt like a weight had been lifted off your chest. You and Nick may both be damaged but to one another, you were perfect.
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