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I know you said Peter is packing and the Reader was shocked the first time they were together. Could we hear more about their first time?

Peter lightly traced the warm skin on your arm. Peter suggested a night in. You made dinner together, then retreated to the couch to watch a movie. Although, there wasn’t a lot of movie watching. After two months of dating the two of you had yet to make love. The make-out sessions were growing more intense and you weren’t sure how much longer you could resist.

At the beginning of your relationship, you and Peter decided to take things slow. Both of you had a bad breakup with your last relationship.  

You threw your leg over his hips to straddle his lap as you continued to kiss him.. Slowly you moved your hips to get some friction. Peter flexed his hips up to meet yours. You could tell he was well endowed just by feeling his erection through his sweats. His hands traveled under your shirt and ghosted up your sides slowly pushing your shirt over your head. Your fingers thumbed with the hem of his shirt before you got a good hold of it. You broke free from his lips long enough to tug his T-shirt over his head. Your hands ran over his muscular chest. Meeting his eyes you smiled in appreciation.

Peter pushed hair behind your ear that had escaped your messy bun. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered. His thumb ran along your bottom lip then his hand traveled to the back of your neck. “Be with me tonight.”

“Yes,” you answered simply. Peter grasped your thighs and stood with your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck he carried you to the bedroom. He playfully tossed you on the bed causing you to giggle.

“I love that sound. I can’t wait to hear the sounds you’ll be making soon.” Peter’s demeanor changed from playful to sensual. Peter’s warm, wet lips slowly kissed up your body. His tongue swirled around your belly button, then resumed his ascension.

Your body bowed as your fingers grasped on to his short hair. Peter reached under your body helping you to a seated position. With deft fingers, he unclasped your bra and slid it down your arms tossing it aside.

“Your body is amazing,” he marveled before taking one nipple into his mouth and gently sucking.

“Oh, God.” You felt the pull all the way to your toes. Biting your bottom lip you reveled in the feeling of Peter’s mouth and hands on your body. He laid your back on the back and tugged gently on the band of your shorts and panties. You lifted your hips to accommodate.

Peter glided a hand up your leg to the inside of your thigh. His fingers inched to swipe through your wet folds, inserting a finger into our opening. You sucked air through your teeth.

“Mmmm…” Peter said as he removed his fingers and pooped them into his mouth. You thought you might explode right there.  

Sitting up you grasped Peter’s sweats then looked up to him for permission. The look in his eyes was unmistakable. Slowly you pushed his pants off his hips, not breaking eye contact. Once his pants were off your looked down. “Holy shit,” you thought to yourself. Peter was not only long but thick too. Not scary big but…damn. You dipped your head down and licked the precum from his tip.

His erection twitched making you smile. Peter hissed through his teeth. “Are you sure about this?” He murmured.

“Absolutely,” you confirmed.

Peter opened his bedside table and pulled out an unopened box of condoms. He took one from the box and passed it to you. Using your teeth you ripped the packet open and removed the condom. You slowly rolled it over his cock. Leaning back on the bed you crooked a finger at him. He climbed onto the bed.

“Tell me if it’s too much or if I’m hurting you, okay?”

You nodded in the affirmative.

Peter lined with your entrance and slowly pushed in. A loud, low groan escaped your throat. You felt so full. “Peter, God…feels so good.”

He covered your body with his. His face rested in the crook of your neck. He hooked one of your thighs around his back. “Y/N, you feel just as good as I thought you would.” He moved at a slow steady pace. “ No one had ever been able to take me as completely as you. Making love has never felt this good.”

“Ahhh..I-I agree,” you whispered into his ear as he continued to rock into you.

Feelings

eclecticminded:

anonymous asked: Can you do “confessing feelings+in a vehicle” from your kissing prompts list with sonny?? FEEL FREE TO MAKE IT SMUTTY 👀👀👀👀

This was fun, kissing in cars and confessing feelings is fun.

Your a detective that has a crush on Sonny and he tells you he likes you.

Warnings: Sex. Like one cuss word.

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I’m curious on the grocery store sex you mentioned with Sonny…. like, what happened there?

A lot of times you and Sonny kept the schedule that came with working nights. That’s what brought you into the 24-hour grocery at 2AM. You and Sonny walked lazily up and down the abandoned aisles. “Sonny if you don’t stop staring at my ass, I swear-”

He grabbed your ass then gave it a smack. “Like it’s my fault. These little shorts and that tiny tank top…” He ran a single finger down your bare arm. It sent chills down your spine. Leaning in he whispered, “leave the cart.”

Your eyes shot up to meet his as he pressed his erection into your hip. “Here?” you said in surprise.

“I can’t wait anymore, doll. We’ve been on opposite nights and I’m about to burst,” his voice needy.

“How..where?” You had to admit you were pretty horny too. But in a grocery store?

Sonny got a mischievious glint in his eyes. Grabbing your hand he pulled you down the aisle to the back of the store. He looked around then grinned. “There.” He directed.

“The storeroom?” you asked in surprise as he pushed the swinging doors open.

No answer. He crashed his lips into yours. His hands were pushing at the band of your cotton shorts. Sonny pushed your body flush against the cool concrete block wall. It was a stark contrast to the heat that was radiating from your body.

He shimmied your panties down your legs. “This gonna be quick and you’re gonna have to be quiet,” he husked.

“I’m not the one who has trouble being quiet if I remember correct,” you bite back.

“You bein’ mouthy doll?”

“No officer. Just stating facts.”

“I recommend you keep the pretty mouth of yours shut if you know what’s good for you.”

“And if I don’t?”

He grabbed your ponytail and yanked back at the same time he plunged into you.

“Oh God,” you groaned. Sonny was in complete control of the situation and your body. He wasn’t gentle, everything about now was raw and needy.

“You feel so good wrapped around my cock.” He let go of your hair. His mouth was hot on your neck, his fingers digging into your hips.  Sonny reached around thrumming your clit with his thumb.

“Fuck babe, oh God,” you breathed. He continued to pound into you. “I can’t-”

“That’s my good girl. You gonna cum for me?” Sonny circled your clit and continued kissing your neck.

“Yes I…Oh, fu-” You felt your body quicken. You felt like you were going to explode. You bit your bottom lip drawing blood just to be quiet.

Sonny slammed into one last time. His teeth sank into the tender skin of your shoulder. He growled. His hips flexed a few more times, then stilled. Your breathing was slowing when he slowly pulled out of you. He pulled you panties and shorts back up before buttoning his shorts back up.

You could already feel the cum wet your panties. It would be a long subway ride back home. Sonny kissed your temple and took your hand as you went back out to the store. Looking around no one was in sight. The two of you had ridiculous smiles on your face when you checked out.

carisi-dreams:

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?”

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Fuuucckkkk….

Lingerie

somewhatcarisi:

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.

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Is it hot in here?

could we get a fic with a reader making mike come in his pants and then making him go about his day like that? i love your fics so much!!! thanks for sharing with us!

//Thanks babes for following, reading and sending asks!//

*Takes place the short time was Mike was acting commander, so he had Liv’s office 😉😏*

Mike enveloped you in his arms. You wrapped your arms around his waist and tilted your head up to give him a kiss. “How was your appointment? Mike asked you as he sat back down in his chair.

You perched on the edge of his desk. "Good. Said we can… you know,” you said suggestively and waggled your brows.

Mike looked at you confused. “Oh. Best news I’ve heard all day,” he said when he realized when you meant. He pulled you into his lap. “What do you have in mind?”

“Surely you can guess,” you replied. When you repositioned yourself in his lap he was already hard. “Always so eager, Sarge. If just sitting in your lap gets you this excited…” you trailed off.

“Y/N. Not here,” he said rather stern when you got up to close the office door to the curious eyes and ears in the bullpen.

A grin spread across your face as you sauntered back to his desk. Your eyes never breaking from his. “Relax.”

He stood giving you a serious look. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

You backed him up to sit on the edge of the desk and cupped his erection. Mike took a sharp intake of breath. “I love how hard you get for me. It turns me on so much,” you whispered into his ear while slowly rubbing him through his pants.

“Y/N-we…shouldn’t, ah God,” he gasped out. He closed his eyes and reached out to grasp you hips.

“Just thinking about you pumping your big, fat cock in and out of pussy…mmm…makes me so wet,” you continued your voice husky. “Have you missed it?”

“Fu- ahhhhhh, I missed it so much,” he opened his hazel eyes. “I’m so close. God.” He grinded into your hand, looking for any friction. He bit down on his lower lip hard.

“Hmmm..just think about everything we’re gonna do to one another tonight.” You placed a kiss behind his ear.

That did. Mike cummed hard. You smirked at him. “Hope rest of your day is good.” See you this evening.“ You placed a kiss to his swollen lip.

"You know I dont have any clean pants, right?” Mike responded slightly breathless.

can i request some nick smut where the reader patches him up after a fight and then they have really rough sex?

“Sit,” you directed Nick to the toilet after you put the seat down.

Nick held the gauze to his brow and wiped the blood from his lip. “Ah,” he hissed when you dabbed the cut above his brow with antiseptic.

“Oh hush,” you scolded. “Keep your hands to yourself and this wouldn’t happen.”

He scoffed. “If that douchebag had kept his hands off you-”

“You can’t beat up every guy that touches me, Nick.” You gently blew at the cut, trying to take some of the sting out. “Could probably use a couple stitches. Or I can use the skin glue.”

“Wanna bet?”, he countered. His brown eyes looked at your through his lashes. You knew he was serious.

A raised brow and crossed arms let him know you were serious as well.

“Glue.”

He rested his hands on your hips after you got him fixed up and pulled you to him. “I’m sorry,” his voice muffled against your belly.

Breathing a heavy sigh you ran fingers through his soft curls. “I know you mean well, Nicky but you can’t go around starting brawls because some drunk frat kid hits on me. I can handle most situations myself.”

“Hey. He hit me first. I was just defending myself,” he said defensively. “Besides. You’re my fiancee.” He flashed his eyes to you. “I’d do anything to protect you.”

If you were being honest, I turned you on when he went all alpha male.

Nick’s slowly slid hands down your thighs while still looking up at you with those brown eyes that could make you do anything. His hands slipped under your dress, where Nick was pleased to find you not wearing any panties. “Forget something mi amor?”

“Must have left them in the car,” you informed him referring to your earlier encounter.

Nick rose suddenly, grasped your waist and lifted you onto the bathroom counter. He shoved your dress up exposing you and ran slid his fingers through your dripping folds. Nick slowly slipped two long fingers inside you. You gasped.  “I think you like it. When I show my dominance,” he sneered and crushed his lips into yours as his fingers continued to plunge into your greedy pussy.

“Oh. Fuck Nicky. I do. It’s so damn sexy. Makes me so wet,” you groaned into his mouth. Your nails dug into his back. “Fill me up with that big cock,”

Nick grabbed your hair and pulled, not hard enough to hurt you. “You think you’re the boss here? I’ll fuck when I want. It just happens to be your lucky day. I’m taking requests.” He grinned then removed his fingers and released your hair. Nick grasped your hips pulling you closer to the edge of the counter.

You watched as he sprung free as he pushed his jeans and boxers off his hips. Your eyes shot up to his and you licked your lips. Lifting your legs, you wrapped them around his waist and pulled him to you. His cock twitched when you grasped it in your hand. You lined him up with your opening and he sank into you. Both of your groaned and you wrapped your arms around his neck

Nick gripped your hips and started rocking into you. “God baby. You always feel so good…ride my cock so hard.” Nick moved his hands to your lower back, pushing you harder and faster.

He hit in just the right spot, making your toes curl. “Oh, yeah. Fuck me. Harder. Please, Nicky,” you begged. It felt so unbelievably good. You knew you were going to cum hard. It was building, slowly spreading through your whole body.

Nick was close too. You could tell by the way his thrusts became jerkier and stuttered. “Y/N…I…oh God! Nick exclaimed as he emptied into you.

You clenched around him, your body was on fire, sounds were muted and you had your eyes locked with Nick’s. He thrust once more before he stilled. His forehead rested against yours. “I love you. I love you so much, carina,” Nick professed breathlessly.

“Hmmm…I love you too, Nick.” You softly kissed his lips. “How does your head feel?” Gently you touched the cut above his eye.

“Totally forgotten,” he responded.

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Rings

A/N This is smut from the beginning. But it’s Angel smut and it’s Angel smut that features those sexy rings and fingers so I’m not even sorry. I also describe one of the rings Angel wears. But I took some creative license because for the life of me I can’t find a really good picture of his rings. But I’ve stared at the one on his left hand long enough to make me think it looks like some kind of feathers? Am I crazy?

If you reblog please remember to give me credit! XOXO

Usually before bed every night Angel would slip his rings off those long fingers before dropping them on the dresser next to his wallet and loose change. But tonight he hadn’t bothered, he had come home late, found you in bed already. He hadn’t said a word, just gave you a dark look- one you knew so well- and grabbed your ankle dragging you down the bed, while you let out a surprised laugh that quickly turned to a moan.

Now here you were hours later, both of you finally naked, except for those stupid, glorious rings. If you had been even remotely coherent and not on the verge of your third orgasm of the night, you would have cursed yourself for buying him that large feathered ring he wore on his ring finger. Because it was bumping so deliciously against your clit as he worked his first three fingers into you.

He had started with his tongue, then moved onto his tongue and his fingers, and was now curling his long fingers inside of you to the point that you thought you were going to cry.

“Angel, please, please” you moaned, arching your chest against his. His leaned his head down and sucked one of your nipples into his mouth. That’s what did it, what pushed you over.

“There it is” he said, pulling back to watch you come undone again. While you were still coming down he slipped his fingers out of you and came to lean over you.

“Angel,” you whispered, as he pushed into you. It was almost to much, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to complain. Why would you? It was too good, he was too good. Especially as he started rocking into you. In fact, he had you asking for more, to go harder. He gave you one of those killer smiles, and reached up placing one of those ringed hands around your throat. You tipped your head back and moaned as he increased the pressure of his hand just enough to have your body humming once again. You trusted him implicitly, he had never, would never hurt you.

It was the fingers- his fingers- it was the cold metal of his rings against your heated skin. It was the feeling of him inside of you. Your body tightened around him once again and he slowed to watch you. He released his hold on your neck and leaned down kissing you again.

“I love you” he said, against your lips.

“I love you, too Angel”

I just finished working out…. but I think I’ll go another round.

Holy. Shit.

Mercy.

Could you dazzle us with some Peter x Reader smut please? I love their story!

+ I love how big your cock gets when I talk to you like this. “ – with Peter?

++ Could we get some jealous Peter that ends with hot sex? You write him so well.

+++ I sent the jealous Peter request. Could we get a jealous Peter x Reader? Peter being jealous would be hot and sexy. He would definitely need his “kitten” to help calm him down.

//thank you! I love their story too! I’ve had these asks for a bit. Sorry, it took so long to fill. I’ve rewritten this so many times.//

“Would the bridal party please join the bride and groom on the dance floor,” the bandleader announced.

Peter released your hand. “Next dance is mine, kitten.”

“You got it,” you confirmed with a wink. This was the part of the evening you were not looking forward too. You had been paired with Jackson, Monica’s older brother that you dated for two years during undergrad.

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Jackson met you on the dance floor, offering his hand. He smirked as he pulled you closer to dance. “Remind me why we broke up?” He asked you, the smell of whiskey rolled off him. Great. You knew how he was when he drank.

Your eyes widened and your brows shot up. “Does cheating on me with your LIt professor ring a bell?” It had broken your heart but you weren’t exactly surprised when you found out.

Jackson scoffed. “Still holding that against me,” he shook his head. “Why couldn’t you give me a second chance?”

“That was your second chance, Jackson,” you said with the roll of your eyes. You did a quick scan of the crowd for Peter but didn’t see him. You could feel Jackson’s hand slide down your lower back to your bottom. “You move your hand one more centimeter and you’ll be singing soprano.”

He pressed your body to his as his hand cupped your ass. “C’mon. We were so good together, Y/N.”

“Jackson. No. Stop,” you said through gritted teeth as you pushed against his chest.

He drew you closer. “Don’t fight it. What you worried about that your hot shot lawyer boyfriend?”

“I suggest you let her go.” Peter’s low voice startled you. His voice was calm, too calm. “And it’s fiance.”

Jackson released you and you were stuck between the two men. The commotion drew some stares. “Guys stop. Jackson. It’s your sister’s wedding. Do you really want to cause a scene?”

Jackson stood looming over you but still a couple inches shorter than Peter. “Maybe I do. This asshat interrupted us.”

“Actually I stopped you from assaulting my fiance,” Peter shot back his mouth a thin line. “She said no.” His fists were balled at his side.

“Peter babe. He’s not worth it,” you said softly as you pushed him back a couple steps. “Look at me.” Peter slowly drug his eyes to your face. “Please don’t.” His eyes softened at your plea.

“Jackson. What’s going on?” A petite blonde walked up to Jackson and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Oh. Just catching up with some old friends,” he answered with a smirk. “C’mon let’s dance.” He turned back to you and Peter. “Great catching up with you, Y/N. Good to meet you… Patrick.”

“I didn’t think he’d pull anything like that at Monica’s wedding. Although he’s never really been concerned about anyone but himself.” You crossed your arms over your chest.

He slipped his arm around your waist and squeezed your hip. “Think we can slip away for a few minutes. I need to get calmed down,” Peter asked his voice husky. Peter placed his hand at the small of your back and lead you out of the ballroom before you were able to respond.

“I’m sorry about-” your apology was interrupted by Peter’s lips crashing to yours. He pushed you into a small room and closed the door behind him. “Peter…do you really think..oh God.” He started kissing down your neck and cupped your breast in his hand.

Your answer came in the form of him pressing his body against you, his arousal evident. “You know you belong to me, right kitten?”

“Hell yeah Daddy. Every inch of me belongs to you. And this,” you cupped his groin, “this is mine.” Peter took a sharp intake of air through his teeth. “My pussy craves your big, fat cock.” If it was possible he was growing harder. “I love how big your cock gets when I talk to you like this.”

Peter hurriedly undid his pants to free himself. He picked you up and place you on a nearby table. “Are you craving me now?” Peter hiked your dress up and pushed your panties to the side. He slipped two fingers inside you.

“Oh fuck Peter…that feels so…mmm,” you breathed. You took his erection in your hand and stroked. “All mine,” you said licking your lips.

Peter pulled your hips closer to the edge of the table, slipped your panties over your hips and stuck them in his pocket.. His lips met yours and he lined himself up with your opening. He pushed into you in one thrust. “God you feel so good wrapped around my cock.” His hips started thrusting at a hurried pace.

Someone could come in at any time which made it even sexier. You wrapped your arms around his neck, he buried his face in your neck placing warm, wet kisses. Peter was hitting in just the right way. He grasped your thighs, wrapping your legs around him and continued to pound into you. God he felt so good. The room was filled with soft moans, and the sound of your bodies joining.

“Peter, I’m, I’m…fuck,” you screamed.” Your body exploded and you clenched around Peter. Noises, lights all dinned. Peter gave you another Earth shattering orgasm.

Peter made a low noise deep in his throat. “Yeah baby. Your greedy little pussy…God…taking it all. Oh, fuck!” Peter’s fingers dug into your thighs, he slammed into you two more times and found his own release.

“Better?” you asked raising one brow.

“Hmmm…much,” Peter answered then kissed you. He pulled out and you rearranged your clothes. “Guess we should get back. Don’t want to miss the cake.” He gave you a wink.