“Would you do ya girl a favor and maybe write a little something about the reader just like being insecure and thinking Peter doesn’t love them but he tells them he totally does and then fucks (Like really doms them and bites) them to prove it?”

Peter was gorgeous, there was no doubt about it. Strong jaw, wide shoulders, defined muscles, kind eyes, radiant smile, and the smarts and personality to boot. Compared to you, he was nothing short of Adonis. At least that’s what you thought.

In your eyes, you weren’t nearly as blessed as he is. Plain body, average looks, boring personality, you saw yourself only for your flaws. It was all you could ever see. How could your wonderful Peter love you if you were like this? He could have so much better. At least that’s what you thought.

Currently, you were examining yourself in the mirror in your underwear again. The two of you planned to go out this Saturday to enjoy the nice weather after months of being cooped up, and you were debating on whether or not you should wear shorts and a tank top. Your body was subpar in your eyes, could you even pull it off? Maybe you should stick to jeans and a t-shirt instead…

“Baby are you almost ready?” Peter came into the room unexpectedly, startling you from your thoughts. He paused, tilting his head at you. “What are you doing?” Quickly, you reached for your clothes to change into them, “n-nothing Peter, sorry I took so long. I’m ready.” But Peter didn’t seem like he was ready to let it go.

“Well it sure looked like something… you’ve been acting off for a little while, is everything ok?” You sighed, not sure how to explain yourself. “Well… it’s hard to explain,” Peter sat on the bed, motioning for you to sit with him. “It’s just that, why do you like me? I’m not pretty, or interesting, or much of anything really. But you, you’re all of these amazing things, and I don’t know how someone as plain as me can interest someone like you.” Peter swept your hair to the side and cupped your jaw, “do you really think of yourself that way?”

You looked down, ashamed. But Peter cupped your face with both of his hands now, and kissed you. “Baby I’m so sorry, I should’ve paid more attention to you. I knew something was wrong, but I didn’t know this is the way you thought of yourself.” You leaned into your boyfriend’s embrace, “it’s not your fault. It’s mine, how I landed someone as great as you I’ll never know.”

“Stop thinking like that. You’re amazing. You’re smart, you’re drop dead gorgeous, you know just how to make everything better, and you give the best kisses. Every part of me tries to be better so that I can deserve someone as amazing as you. I love you.” Those words touched your heart, and you started crying. Peter pulled you into his lap and kissed away your tears, murmuring words of love and comfort.

For a while, the two of you laid in bed, plans for the day forgotten. Peter pulled you closer to him and started kissing your neck. “Can I show you just how much I love you Y/N?” You blushed and nodded, your boyfriend rolled on top of you and sealed your lips with his. His kisses always made you melt, coupled with the thigh between your legs and you were moaning softly. Peter shed his shirt and pants, you reached for your bra and panties but he stopped you. “Can I try something?” You nodded.

Peter unclasped your bra and kissed from your neck and collarbones down to your breasts. He massaged your tits, sucked on your nipples, and ground his erection against your thigh. “Peter.. please,” but he wouldn’t move faster until every inch of your chest had been kissed. “I wanna make you feel how much I love you Y/N. I wanna make this last, ok?” You nodded and bucked your hips, desperate for more friction.

Peter dragged your panties down, kissing your hips and mound before burying his face in your pussy. Your hips arched but the man was quick to sling an arm over you to keep you still. He sucked and licked at your folds, tracing a pattern from your hole to your clit and back. Finally, he sucked your clit into his mouth, moaning at your taste. The vibrations made you cry out. Peter slipped two fingers inside of you and curled them against your g spot. The combination of his tongue on your clit and his fingers massaging your g spot threw you over the edge. Peter drew out your orgasm, then kissed up your body slowly till he reached your lips. He kissed you again, making you taste yourself. “I love you so much,” your boyfriend slipped inside of you and moaned against your neck, “I love you too Peter.”

He set a slow yet hard pace, making your toes curl and eyes roll back. You moaned his name, gently scratching down his back, trying to get him to move faster. “Like I said baby, I want you to feel how much I love you,” he kept with the pace, thumb pressing tight circles onto your clit. Slowly, your orgasm was building. “Go on sweetheart, cum for me. Lemme watch you, that’s a good girl,” words of praise spilled from Peter’s lips, throwing her over the edge again. After a few more thrusts, your boyfriend followed suit and spilled inside of you. The two of you dropped onto the bed, panting and sweaty.

Peter wrapped himself around you and pulled the covers on top of the two of you. You buried your head in his neck, drowsy and feeling more loved than ever. “I love you so much Y/N, never forget that.” You smiled sleepily and kissed him, “I love you too Peter.”

We have another sweet boy. God bless him ❤

carisiismyking:

A Smutty Little Something

-Your first time with Sonny, you’re both a bundle of nerves

-In an attempt to be sexy, you both bump noses, but hey it lightens the mood

-He finally has his hands all over you, touching you everywhere you want to be touched

-He very roughly removes your clothes and his, all awkwardness gone

-He is kissing you and touching you all over, you swear the boy is an octopus, but you are so lost in it

-Just when you think he’s finally going to enter you, he flips you over on the bed

-He lifts your hips slightly just enough to get his long fingers between your skin and the mattress

-The front of his thighs are rubbing against the back of yours and his erection is pressing right up against your ass

-His fingers find your clit and he starts rubbing you and kissing your neck, shoulders and back. It’s so deliciously overwhelming

-He keeps going until the sheets underneath you are slick with your cum

-Finally Sonny flips you back over and enters you in one hard deep thrust that makes you come again

-Sonny let’s you ride it out and then finally starts moving until you both are a moaning mess screaming out each other’s names

Hope you all enjoy, I’m going to go try to revive myself now

UM!!!!!.

Mind=blown. Too much.

Sonny Carisi x Reader: Miss You!

bullet-prooflove:

It had been a long couple of weeks for the both of you. You had been called away to Chicago to testify on a case you had worked on back when you were part of the PD. To say that you had missed Sonny would be a massive understatement. The two of you had called and text the entire duration of your time in your native city but nothing quite came close to actually laying hands upon your lover. Two weeks of pent up arousal had come to a head in the parking garage of the precinct and before you knew it your found yourself pinned to the door of your SUV as your hands roamed all over his lithe form.

Keep reading

Hell I need a cigarette just reading that, good Lord.

musicalmedic:

amirightcounsellor:

Pony

I need to go to church.

@carisi-dreams @obfuscateyummy

You were so bored it felt like you were going to die.

Sprawled across the bed with your legs resting on the headboard, you went through a mental checklist of potential thing you could be doing, should be doing. Writing thank you letters for the house-warming gifts. Straightening your closet. Meal prepping? None of them appealed to you.

What did appeal to you, however, was your incredibly busy boyfriend in the kitchen, hunched over the dining table doing research for his latest case. He’d been at it for days, and the entire team was stuck, stagnant.

You realized Sonny was stressed by the way he came home late, loosening his tie and giving you a quick peck on the lips before parking himself at the table for the third night in a row. He refused dinner, stating that he, “just wasn’t hungry right now.” and stayed awake late into the night, only crawling into bed once you were long asleep.

Tapping your fingers against the comforter, you knew you should let him work, that he was a busy detective with a case to solve, bad guys to put away. But the aching in your stomach convinced you that what he really needed was some stress relief to clear his clouded mind.

You waltzed into the kitchen, clad in only a tank top and cheeky cotton panties that rode up, revealing more skin than intended. Striding over to Sonny, you rubbed his tense shoulders, bending over to place a kiss to his neck.

“Anything I can do for you, baby?” You purred against the him, feeling goosebumps rise along his arms.

“I’m okay, thank you.” He breathed, leaning into your touch before straightening himself out and opening a new tab on his computer.

Humming to yourself, you walked to the fridge, taking out a water bottle and pressing it to your lips, letting the cool liquid slide down your throat, a few drops falling onto the skin of your chest.

Sonny knew he should be working, but if he was honest with himself, he missed you incredibly. He watched as you sat yourself in the chair next to him, propping your legs onto the table.

“Do you mind if I sit with you for a while?” you asked innocently, brushing your hair back over your shoulders, the action causing your chest to jut out, the form of your breasts clearly visible underneath your top. Sonny nodded, trying to refocus his eyes on the paperwork in front of him, but faltered when he saw you reach for your phone.

Soft moans filled the room, curses and groans pouring from the speakers on your phone. Sonny blushed as he recognized the voices, it was you. And him. You were watching one of the many videos the two of you had made, and if he shut his eyes, remembered correctly, this was the one he filmed of you touching yourself in front of him, writhing against the sheets as he told you what to do, where to touch next. Sonny tried to suppress a cough as he replayed the rest of the video in his mind, you screaming his name as you rode him into the mattress.

Sonny’s breathing hitched as he watched you trail a hand down your body, stopping to squeeze your breast before continuing your quest downwards, rubbing yourself over the thin piece of cloth. Your head fell back, eyes fluttering shut and you bit your lip, thinking about it being Sonny’s hand instead.

You continued to touch yourself over your panties until Sonny saw your wetness dampen the fabric and he groaned, thoroughly distracted. It wasn’t until you dipped your hand inside, letting out a soft oh, that Sonny slammed his computer shut. If you wanted to play games, he could play too. And he would win.

“What do you think you’re doing, doll?” He asked gruffly, his eyes hard and set. You swiveled your head around, looking at him innocently, your breaths coming quicker due to your arousal.

“What do you mean?” The words left your mouth, high pitched and melodic.

Sonny leaned back in his chair, mouth setting into a teasing smirk. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Get over here.”

Removing yourself from the chair, you shyly walked over to him, waiting for what was to come next.

“Is this what you wanted?” he taunted, pulling you down roughly onto his lap, bucking his hips forward so you could feel his hardening erection through his pants.

“Maybe.” you breathed, gliding yourself along his length. Sonny shook his head, landing a harsh slap to the exposed skin of your ass. Sonny lifted you off of him for a moment, unbuckling his belt and sliding his pants to the floor.

“Too bad. If you’re a good girl and do what I say, maybe you’ll get this cock tonight.” He growled into your ear. “if you can’t behave yourself, you get nothing. Understand?”

Your eyes went wide, nodding furiously at his words. You wanted him so badly, days of not seeing him and nights of falling asleep alone consuming your body with need.

“Good girl.” He praised, running his long, agile fingers down your neck. “You’re gonna have to make yourself cum, first, doll. I have work to finish up.”

Whimpering from Sonny’s neglect, you gripped onto his shoulders, pressing yourself against his hardness. “Ah- not yet love. Too easy. And these have to go” He laughed, tearing your panties down and positioning you so that you were straddling his thigh.

Pouting, Sonny took pity on you and gripped one of your hips tightly with his hand, the other reopening his laptop, typing away.

You grabbed onto Sonny’s shoulders, closing your eyes and breathing in the scent of his shampoo and the faint smell of sweat and minty gum, resting your upper body along his, your head buried in his neck.

Rubbing yourself back and forth, you felt how impossibly wet you were, leaving Sonny’s thigh slick with evidence of just how turned on he had made you.

You felt Sonny’s heart rate quicken beneath your chest, and picked up your pace, now grinding yourself into him with reckless abandon, reveling in the sweet friction, you own hand tangling into his undone hair.

“Let me hear you, love.” Sonny whispered, his voice tight. You knew he wanted to fuck you, badly at that, but wasn’t going to let up until you had exhausted yourself against his thigh.

“Sonny” you moaned, breathing heavily as you watched yourself ride him, Sonny’s arm around you tensing. “I’m so close, oh god” You panted, taking in the sight of Sonny’s lust blown pupils, his jaw tight and clenched.

“Please. please, wanna feel you inside me.” You moaned “So close. So-” You cried out his name, feeling the beginning of your orgasm blossom in your stomach.

“That’s it baby, cum for me. So desperate, you don’t even need me to touch you to cum, hm? Such a little brat, trying to tease me.” Sonny’s hands flew to your hips, ignoring the case in front of him. He rocked you back and forth, watching as your clit rubbed against his thigh, feeling you shake in his arms.

“Good girl, Almost there, you’re doing so well.” he praised. “You think you deserve this cock for listening?”

“Yes!” you whined, nails digging into Sonny’s shoulders, circling your hips until you felt yourself tighten against him. “Sonny- I’m going. I can’t. Sonny.” Your orgasm hit you hard, vision going black as you collapsed against his chest.

Sonny pressed a soft kiss to your temple, chuckling. He stroked your hair, singing your praises until he landed another swift blow to the quickly reddening skin of your bottom. “Oh, you’re nowhere near done.” Sonny lifted you slightly, roughly slamming you down onto his cock in one fluid motion. You cried out at the feeling of Sonny filling you up completely, cried out listening to him curse and stutter, cried out as his hand wrapped around your throat.

“Fuck, that’s it, doll. So wet and tight.” He groaned. “Go ahead baby, ride it.”

Send help. The paramedic needs a paramedic 😳😳😳😳🤤🤤🤤

And the ICU nurse needs the ICU.

childofbarisi:

I would like to bless you all with a lovely Peter Stone smut that @morbid-apricots ( @giraffe-puppy is her side blog for writing) had blessed me with. She is allowing me to share it.

Warning: NSFW

That weekend you and Peter actually managed to get out of the house instead of having a sexy staycation. After all you were going stir crazy. The plan was to go to dinner at that restaurant you both liked in midtown, then catch a movie, then walk in the park for a bit. But Peter wanted to make it.. Interesting.

So here you were, sliding on the vibrating panties he bought you for this occasion. Your face burned with embarrassment, what if you couldn’t control yourself? It’s been so long since either of you had done this. Peter walked in to grab his watch and tie, hair neatly styled in those spikes you loved and the smell of aftershave and cologne wafted in the air, mingling with your own perfume. He had the remote in his pocket and could turn it on at any time. And you were allowed to cum at any time. As long as you could be quiet. Jesus.

“Ready sweetheart?” Peter held his arm out for you, you smoothed out any wrinkles in your dress and looped arms with him. “You know your safe word?” That you did, “mango.” “Good girl, now let’s go out and have a good night hm?“ You were kind of excited, it had been so long since you two went out. You can’t remember your last date together. It must have been over a year ago. Such is the working parent’s strife. But now you two could have some fun.

All through the drive you were waiting for Peter to turn the panties on, to do something. But instead he drove smoothly, eyes on the road and humming along to his Spotify Playlist. You were just sitting on the edge of your seat, God what this man could do to you. During dinner you forgot about it, the food was too good to have your mind stuck on anything else. You nearly moaned at every bite… And then Peter turned the panties on. Staying quiet was a lot harder than you expected it to be. You nearly choked on your wine while he calmly ate his steak, looking at you curiously. “Something wrong love?” His voice was the air of indifference. The bastard. “N-no I’m fine..” He turned the intensity up a few notches, leaving you gripping your arm and biting your tongue to keep quiet. Fuck fuck fuck, this was hard! The waiter brought the check, and just after he left you came silently. Peter could see it in your face, the way your blush rose up your neck and ears to your cheeks. He smirked and stood, helping you shakily to your feet. That was.. Intense. And you knew there was more where that came from. But for now he turned it off.

Next was the movies, your orgasm was still fresh in your panties, the slickness could he heard if you tried to listen. You two went to see the latest scary movie, Peter liked them because they made you huddle in his arms. Right when the lights dimmed and the movie started, Peter turned the panties on again. You were still a bit sensitive from your last orgasm, so keeping quiet was doubly hard. “Peter.. I can’t-” you cut yourself off to stop a moan from escaping. Your husband knew your limits, and you hadn’t reached them. Right now you were at the whining stage. “You can and you will. Remember princess, you have to keep quiet. Not a sound.” At this point you weren’t even paying attention to the movie and came again while biting your lip.

The rest of the movie you were left alone, thankfully. Peter didn’t turn the panties back on until you had reached the park. Then, he crowded you against a tree, no one could see you two unless they walked near the tree. Peter put you on his thigh and ratcheted the intensity to maximum. At this you couldn’t stay quiet, so Peter covered your mouth with his to muffle you. His kisses felt amazing coupled with riding his thigh and the vibrations, you came again quickly. But Peter didn’t turn the panties off.

You were quickly approaching overstimulation, squirming and whining in Peter’s grasp. But he wouldn’t let you go anywhere. “Peter ah! It’s t-too much!” But your husband only smirked. “Naughty girl couldn’t keep quiet like I told her to. So you’re going to cum again, and again, until I say you’re done. Got it?”

The overstimulation of your clit and labia was nearly unbearable, but you weren’t ready to safe word. This was heaven and hell at the same time. Peter ground his hard member against you, having taken it out of his pants. Finally, he turned the panties off and ripped them down your legs to sheath himself inside of you. “Fuck, you feel amazing. So perfect princess. And all mine.” You moaned out your agreement and Peter set a steady pace, using his arm to cushion your back from the bark of the tree. Soon, he was pistoning into you, grunting against your neck like an animal. “Peter.. Fuck, please.” He smirked and sucked hickies onto your neck and shoulders, snaking a hand down to your oversensitive clit to finish you. “Cum for me princess,” you moaned his name as you came again, riding your orgasm on Peter’s cock and against his fingers. The man thrusted a few more times and finally spilled himself inside of you.

The both of you panted and caught your breaths for a while, it had been a while since you’d done anything this bold. And it was amazing. The both of you straightened up and you moved to slip the panties back on, but Peter grabbed them and stuffed the soaked garment into his pocket. Leaving you bare under your dress with cum sliding out of your hole. You blushed when he eyed you for any protests, looping his arm around your waist to get back to the car.

You held hands during the drive home, Peter stroked your knuckles with his thumb and pulled into your apartment parking garage. The both of you were tired from the events, ready to shower and fall into bed. Peter helped you wash up, spending a bit more time on cleaning between your legs than necessary. You were overstimulated and trying to move away from his fingers, but he held you to him and got one more out of you. Which left you shaking and moaning. Peter finished up washing you and himself, scooped you up in a nice warm towel, and took you to bed. “My good girl, you did so well. I’m so proud of you, you’re amazing.” The praise poured from his lips while his hands caressed your skin and raked through your damp hair. Soon enough, you were soothed to sleep, your mind a happy hazy blank of warmth and post orgasmic bliss. “I love you so much,” you murmured before slipping into sleep. Peter kissed you goodnight and curled up behind you to sleep as well.

Hot damn. I am done.

morning sex hc’s for Sonny? (on a weekday when y’all have to go to work and for the weekend pls)

carisi-dreams:

yeah let’s do this I’m in a Mood today!! (also it’s the first time I’ve had two days off to just lay in my bed in over a month so I’m still lounging in bed. the only thing that could have improved my morning was morning sex with Sonny!)

WEEKDAY:

-you love sharing a bed with Sonny, but let’s be real, boy is an octopus. You often go to sleep tangled in each other but sometime throughout the night you distance yourself because in addition to his flailing limbs he puts off a lot of heat for such a lanky guy. No matter what, though, Sonny has to cuddle up to you first thing when he wakes up. Before he’s even fully awake he’s reaching out a hand to reel you into him.

-on days when he happens to wake up before his alarm he probably half wakes up and absently spoons up behind you, rocking his hips gently into you. Sonny loves morning sex because he loves how soft and sweet and intimate it is. You usually wake up by the the time he cuddles up next to you because like we established, boy is a furnace.

-he hums in the back of his throat absently for a few minutes and reach back a hand to run along his side, tilting your head slightly to the side so he can press a kiss to your neck.

-“you awake?” he rasps and you mumble a “yeah” in response. “this okay?” he asks because no matter what consent for Sonny is key!!! “yes. please,” you breathe and before you know it he’s just sliding right into you. You both moan and he continues to rock his hips. Sometimes it’s fast because he’s trying to beat the alarm clock. Other times it’s slow because he’d rather rush to get ready than rush through this. Sometimes he hitches your knee up so he can get a really deep angle and other days he is content to just roll his hips into you languidly.

-reaches a hand around to run all over your body, thumb at your nipples, brush your hair back before coming to rest where the two of you are joined. He likes to feel himself entering you and sometimes he just plays at your entrance before circling your clit.

-even though you both have awful morning breath, crust in your eyes and are sleep warm the sex like this is always great. It’s real, not sanitized and overtly sexy.

-he’s mostly quiet like this, just murmuring how much he loves you and groaning into your ear softly.

-other times you end up having a quickie before work and it’s almost always Sonny’s fault. He picks out his suits the night before and the coffee maker is on a timer, but still that boy ends up rushing around in the morning. You go into work a little later than him so while you get up at the same time, you take your time and even prepare a quick breakfast for you two.

-you’ll be patting moisturizer into your skin half dressed when he rushes into the bathroom and does a double take. You always shake your head and laugh at him, doesn’t he see you half naked all the time? Suddenly he doesn’t care about doing his hair and he’s bending you over the counter and pushing your skirt up.

-“you’re going to make me late, doll. it’s your fault you’re so irresistible. I should call out of work and we can do this all day,” he runs his mouth when he’s like this, eyes darting between meeting yours in the mirror and looking down at where he’s entering you.

-even if it takes you a little longer to come like this (you’re not the one with the hair trigger in the morning) he doesn’t care how late he’s running, he always makes sure you come. even if it means getting on the knees of his fresh suit and eating you out while you grip the counter.

-he beams and walks out of the apartment on cloud 9 and you just shake your head with a smile

WEEKEND:

-he.takes.his.time

-Sonny loves morning sex, I truuuuly believe this. So the weekend? When he’s not against the alarm clock or being late for work?? Settle in!!

-starts by grinding into you, but really gets things ~going by eating you out. Having you spread out and soft and whining gets him so hard so he’s humping against the bed as you have your hands buried in his hair.

-he brings out all of the dirty sweet dirty talk. all “my princess” and “look so good writhing on my tongue” and “want to wake you up like this forever” or “better than any alarm clock, huh” even “let the neighbors hear you moan my name” topped off with “don’t bite the pillow, want to hear you” “you can scratch up my back I don’t mind” when you grip the sheets

-slooooow. even if you’re normally a morning person you always have to shower after morning sex like this because it lasts so long and you’re both covered in a fine sheen of sweat by the end

-eye contact. This is when you get that intense ‘you’re the love of my life I could cry you feel so good’ piercing blue eyes. Good luck!!

DEAD.