day twelve | Sonny Carisi/Reader [mc!au] | no warnings
prompts: “Have I told you how much I hate Christmas shopping?” & “Secret Santa is bullshit”
You stood to the side as a group of teen girls passed by giggling and clutching brightly colored papery bags with white handles. It brought a small smile to your face, but it quickly dropped as someone behind you brushed past you roughly. The fact that you were even in the mall, let alone around the holidays, made you feel like you needed to be checked over. Next to you, Sonny grumbled and his grip on your hand tightened as he swerved around a family with two small children slowly toddling along.
“Have I told you how much I hate Christmas shopping?” Sonny threw over his shoulder.
You quickened your pace so that he wasn’t so much dragging you along. When you dropped into his stride you replied. “That bodes really well for my gifts.” Your tone was bone dry, but you fought to keep your smile at bay.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw a panicked look cross over Sonny’s face. You snickered to yourself and scanned the stores ahead. Lingerie, candles, chocolates and teen clothing. The options were looking more and more slim. As you passed through the center of the mall you spotted the cinnamon roll place you always loved. With a tug on Sonny’s hand you rerouted the two of you and made a beeline towards it.
“Quit sulking,” you chastised. “You’re going to scare everyone around us with that scowl coupled with your kutte. As a treat, I’m going to let you buy me a cinnamon roll.”
You smiled at Sonny’s indignant expression.
“Let—! You’re going to let me buy you a cinnamon roll?” He threw his free hand up in the air in indignation and you continued to smile calmly.
“And later you’re going to buy me a hot chocolate to wash it down with.”
“You’re going to get a cavity and then I’ll never hear the end of it,” he grumbled.
The two of you joined the line and you leaned into his side. “And then…you’re going to take me home and unwrap one of your presents.”
Sonny perked up at your suggestive tone and he shifted his weight as he glanced down at you. “I didn’t see anything under the tree yet…” he began cautiously.
You smirked. “It’s not under the tree.” You let a hand wander around the collar of your sweater and watched as Sonny’s eyes tracked the movement. “Look, Secret Santa is kinda bullshit, but I still want to get Marie a good present. I don’t want to get the typical mug and candle thing. So bear with me a little longer and you’ll get a treat, too. Okay?”
Sonny cleared his throat. “How big did you want your hot chocolate?”
anon requested: “Hold my hand.” from the prompt list for the polyverse please! +“Tell him you need him.” Stevie Nicks prompt and poly!verse. Poly!verse is life!
Sweat pooled on Nick’s forehead and dripped onto Sonny’s stomach in between vigorous thrusts. Nick’s hands were gripping Sonny’s hips so tightly that you knew there would be bruises the next morning. To his credt, Sonny didn’t even seem to notice. He writhed on the bed, groaning loudly and spurring on Nick.
“Feel so good, Nicky,” he breathed when you pulled back from your kiss.
um…hold onto your hats, y’all…had to split this in two parts because it grew into a monster. next part is queued to come right after this, so it’ll be up in a few hours!
Everything was muffled and chaotic as you struggled to suck in a breath. You felt like a fish out of water as you gasped wetly. You coughed and felt the saliva pool around your mouth and trickle down your cheek towards your ear. You could not breathe. Why couldn’t you breathe? You blinked—when did you close your eyes?—through slitted eyes and struggled to comprehend what was over you. Your body rocked as someone pressed against your torso. Someone else was by your head and you felt warm drops hit the side of your face. Another gasped breath. Was it raining? No, the sky above you—that was sky, right?—was a brilliant blue. It was so blue. You closed your eyes and felt something press against your cheek urgently. You struggled to shake off the intrusion. You were so very tired all of a sudden. You weren’t sleeping. This was a good place to sleep. Everything faded even more, but before you were pulled down into darkness you heard frantic yelling.
“Nick! Nick!”
Everything faded to black and sound cut out abruptly.
fifteen minutes earlier
“…doesn’t suspect anything, Carmen said.”
You tuned back into the conversation and shook your head to refocus your gaze on Sonny. You looked up at him in time to see him throw a dirty look Matty’s way. Matty stared ahead at the menu written on the wall. You knew he was pretending to read it in order to avoid Sonny’s accusatory glare. You all had been coming to this coffee shop for ages and although they had begun to introduce holiday drinks recently to combat the big chains, Matty always ordered the same exact thing. Black coffee, medium roast with two sugars. No cream.
“That’s good.”
You licked your lips and replied to Sonny as you jiggled your leg impatiently. You had twenty minutes to get your coffee and some kind of pastry before you had to go into work and the line was longer than you had expected. Maybe the holiday drinks were really helping to improve business.
anon requested: "i wonder if you’re as loud in bed as you are everywhere else.“ From the suggestive starters list. For the poly!verse, maybe beginning of relationship??
Hands were pulling at you insistently and it was hard to tell who they belonged to. Nick was behind you pressing hot kisses to your neck, but Sonny was pressed against your front and licking his way into your mouth. You tried to grasp at both of them, stumbling as you tripped over a foot as the three of you slowly moved towards a horizontal surface. Sonny laughed into your mouth, a whoosh of air more than sound, and you lapped up his smile.
“Can’t wait to get you all laid out for us,” he murmured against your lips.
anon requested: you sure talk a big game… but can you live up to it? and nearly canon nick?
filthy & nsfw >:)
Nick stripped your panties off roughly, tugging them over your hips and then letting them drop and pool on the floor. In the next smooth motion he was pressing a large hand in the center of your back and folding you over the bed. You reached out to brace yourself up on your hands, but the pressure behind his hand didn’t let up until your upper body was prone along the bed.
“Is this what you were after?” he growled. You felt him lean over you and bring his face up close to yours. “You wanted me to manhandle you and take whatever I want?”
so, I have been working on this for a solid month bc my life has decided to be a bitch but please give it a read and tell me if writing smut gets funner bc this honestly drained me a bit.
NSFW (rough-ish sex, swearing, argument)
Word Count: 1,800
Pairing: Sonny Carisi x Reader
It was different for sure.
You felt like the color didn’t look right on your skin and the straps felt too loose on your thighs, but it’s cute nonetheless. You slipped into black heels, turned in front of the mirror, and inspected the outfit back to front.
Sonny would be home any minute. You had told him that you’d gotten a surprise but left out that it would be anything remotely sexual. Especially the fact it was so out of yours and Sonny’s comfort zones.
the next part in this storyline: Cartel makes contact | demands warnings: sexual assault (occurs off page & is not described in detail) & canon typical violence + language, brief mention of blood
“You do not have to do this,” Nick tried again. He remained seated, but leaned forward towards Fernando. He urged him to reconsider. “You don’t need to send in some guy to prove a lesson. She has nothing to do with this. If you—if you want someone to hurt, hurt me. Not her!”
Requested by: @svucarisiaddict *Peter Stone aka the love of my life, asks you to go on vacation with him….*
On a cold, blustery day, Y/F/N Y/L/N, dressed in her nursing attire and winter coat and hat, headed towards the courthouse in Manhattan to meet up with her boyfriend, ADA Peter Stone. The couple have been dating for the past year, and since then, work has become between them. With the cases Peter has been working on, and Y/N at the Bellevue Hospital as a nurse in the pediatrics ward, there was no time to go on vacation. Hopefully when they meet today, Peter is hoping to convince Y/N to go on a vacation with him. Y/N made her way to Peter’s office, where she saw Peter’s secretary, Carmen, and approached her desk.
“Hey, Carmen. I’m here to see Mr. Stone. Is he with someone or is he busy right now?” Y/N asked Carmen.
“No, Miss Y/N, he’s free right now. Go ahead right in.” Carmen replied as Y/N approached the door.
“Carmen, please call me Y/N. Besides, we’re friends.” Y/N said as entered Peter’s office and saw him sitting there working on his computer.
Y/N walks over to Peter, bends down to kiss Peter’s cheek, and then sits down in his lap, and Peter puts down his pen and turns to his loving girlfriend.
“Hey Y/N. What are you doing here?” Stone asks Y/N as she goes to proceed with her answer.
“Well, I’m on my lunchbreak, so I figured I’d come and see you before I have to return to Bellevue.” Y/N says as she puts her arms around Stone’s neck.
“Well, since I got you here, I have some vacation days coming up, and was wondering if you wanted to go with me, if that’s alright with you? Wanna head to Hawaii? Miami?” Stone asks Y/N as she has a smile on her face.
“Duh, Petey. Of course I’ll go on vacation with you. Besides, I could use a vacation anyway. Hmmm, I’m thinking you, me, and the beautiful beaches of Miami.” Y/N says as she gives Stone one of the most adorable kisses on the planet.
anon requested: I voted for Hoog for State Senate, 4:15 EST, Nick x Reader first time after Elijah’s birth. I am sure the 6weeks recovery period, assuming it was not a c-section delivery, was torture for both.
thank you for voting! this is mish mash of suggestive + sweet 🙂 not really nsfw, hope that’s alright!
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You were rubbing another layer of moisturizer into your skin when Nick padded into the bathroom. You smiled at his reflection in the mirror as you reached for lip balm. The expression on his face was tired, but satisfied, and judging by the silence in the apartment you guessed that he had successfully put Elijah down for sleep.
“He asleep?” you asked in confirmation. Nick nodded and let his head drop to your shoulder.
“Mmhmm,” he mumbled against your skin. “Had to rock him and read a book. He was was full of energy for some reason.”
“He gets it from his papa,” you teased. You placed the container in your hand back in the organizer and turned in his grip. You brought both hands to his back and began rubbing slowly in opposite directions. He was shirtless, citing that Elijah needed as much skin to skin contact as possible, and you certainly had no complaints about him being shirtless more times than not when he was home.
SVU addict 