Tag: sonny carisi

Part 2 of Pretend To Be My Date

The drink turned into getting a cup of coffee at a 24 hour diner after the bar closed. The two of you talked about your childhoods, jobs, schools, and your dreams for the future.

“Growin’ up Catholic is no joke. Let me tell ya”, he smiled and shook his head.

Religion was just one thing you had in common. Both of you came from a big family. You were the oldest of five with four brothers, He had two older and one younger sister. 

“So. Nurse practitioner. I bet you see all kinds of crazy stuff, huh?” Sonny took a sip of his coffee, wiping his mustache. 

You nodded. “Yeah. The ER can be an interesting place for sure.” The topic of his job came up but being a homicide detective isn’t something he wanted to talk about. You got it, your dad had been in homicide too you told him. 

“I’ve thinking of going to law school”, he blushed a little and put is head down.

You placed your hand on his, “That’s great Sonny. You should definitely go for it!” You gave him a big smile.

“You’re the first person I’ve told that too.” Sonny gazed at you across the table. He shook his head. “I’m sorry. There is just something about you. Like I’ve known you forever and I can tell you anything.”

It was your turn to blush, “Yeah. Me too Sonny.”

“You kids need anything else before i go off shift?”, the waitress asked. 

You glanced at your watch, “Oh my gosh! It’s 5am”, you said laughing.

“Great breakfast time.” Sonny rubbed his hands together and opened the menu. “I’ll have the hotcakes, bacon, 2 eggs scrambled and hash browns. What are getting? My treat.” 

“Hotcakes and bacon for me, please.”, you said to the waitress.

“Comin’ up.” She replied and walked away.

Standing outside the diner you exchanged phone numbers.

“Thanks for breakfast, Sonny. I had a really good time”, you looked up at him.

“Believe me the pleasure was all mine doll.” He blushed again. “So, what time should I pick you up tonight?”

“You still want to go out tonight?”, you asked, surprised.

“Well yeah, but if you don’t want to…” he trailed off.

“No, I want to. I’d really like to, I mean I’d love-” His lips silenced you. It was the softest, most tender kiss you could ever remember getting. 

“I’ll pick you up at 7pm?”, he asked.

Smiling you said, “Perfect. I’m looking forward to it.”

“Not as much as I am.” He took your hand and kissed it. He helped you hail a cab. “Wish it was 7pm now”, he said and  closed your door. You blew him a kiss and he caught it. You were still smiling when your head hit the pillow.

The front door buzzer rand at 7pm. “Hey, it’s Sonny.” His voice cheerful.

You grinned from er to ear. “I’ll be down in a minute.” Grabbing your jacket and purse you headed downstairs. 

“You look great.” He leaned down and kissed your cheek. You had on jeans, T-shirt and sneakers. Sonny said dress warm and comfortable. It was fall so the evenings were chilly.

“So do you.” He was wearing jeans and a hoodie. Where are we going?” you asked excitedly.

Sonny just grinned “it’s a surprise.” He opened your car door and came around to the drivers side. “Hope you like picnics.”

He pulled over on the side of a country road. There quite a few other cars there as well. He got out of the car and came around to open your door, taking your hand to help you out, ever the gentleman. 

He got into the trunk and pulled out a real picnic basket and a blanket. He took your hand and you followed other couples and families to an open area, He spread out the blanket and the two of you sat down.

“Meteor shower and star gazing. One of the local colleges planned this event.” He smiled. He remembered your conversation about your love of the night sky.

He unpacked the basket. He brought huge sub sandwiches, chips, sodas and  a cannoli for each of you. He even had a thermos of hot chocolate. “It’s simple, I know.”

“No, this is great. I’d take this over the fanciest restaurant in NYC.” Your face felt like it was going to split from smiling so big. 

While you were eating a professor gave information about the meteor shower and where to look to find certain constellations. You kept catching Sonny look at you from the corner of your eye. You turned to him and winked. He laced your fingers with his and kissed your knuckles.

After you ate, you cleaned up and put things back in the basket. The sky had darkened enough to see the stars. Sonny laid back on the blanket and you laid beside him.

Pointing to the sky you saw a few meteors an picked out the big dipper. It had gotten chilly and you shivered. “You cold doll?” Sonny asked concerned,

“Yeah a little but it’s okay.” You didn’t want to leave.

He opened his arms, “c’mere. I can’t have my girl getting cold.”

You scooted over to him. He wrapped his arm around you and pulled half the blanket over you. You snuggled into his chest. “Comfortable?”, he asked.

“Yes. Very comfortable.” He kissed the top of your head. After a few minutes you felt yourself nodding off. The last thought you had before falling asleep was ‘I’m going to marry this man someday.’

Ok so this is,,,,,,,,, R E A L L Y NSFW but i feel like while sonny was either going down on reader or just straight screwing them,,,,,,, he would like absolutely P R A I S E the living shit out of the reader’s vagina like,,,,,,,, just S H O W E R it with compliments. could you write a hc about this if it’s not too much for you?

detectivesmuttycarisijr:

barbabangme:

I cant come up with a full headcanon but this is so true he would absolutely PRAISE THE FUCK OUT OF YOU and make you feel like a fuckin goddess

Sonny Carisi 100% loves talking about your pussy, but with ELEGANCE (kind of)

Things he might say with his Staten Island accent made even thicker from Horniness™️ include:

1) The standard comment about your arousal, ex. “Fuck, doll… you’re so tight and wet… and all for me, huh?”

2) General statements of pleasure, ex. “You feel so good on my cock, baby girl.”

3) Evaluations of taste, ex. “Mmm, I love how you taste, baby… You taste so sweet, I could eat you all night.”

4) Observations by touch, ex. “Does that feel good? Do you like it when I touch you like that? You’re so soft and perfect, doll.”

5) (Always positive) Judgement of appearance, ex. “Your cute little pussy looks so good being stretched by my cock.” “On your back, baby girl, I wanna watch how well you take me in that pretty pussy.”

6) And of course, general statements of love, ex. “I can’t believe you’re real, Y/N. I love how you feel around me… Like you were made just for me.”

*fans self*

ooh ooh oooh! how about the boyz and their favorite ~sexy~ toys to use with their S/Os? (also i shamelessly love your writing, you’re amazing xx)

amirightcounsellor:

Sonny: Handcuffs (Officer Carisi role play anyone?) Spreader bar.

You moaned loudly despite the hand over your mouth. Sonny tsks at you, pinching a hardened nipple between his fingers and sucking it into his mouth. Sonny has your wrists handcuffed to the headboard and your legs locked into place, and you can do nothing but writhe against the bed as Sonny teases you endlessly. You had no idea that the sweet, thoughtful boy who brought you iced coffee and cannolis after a bad day would be so…dominant in bed. “Please.” You gasp, unable to keep from pulling against your restraints. “Need to touch you.” Sonny laughs and sinks his fingers inside of you, curling against your walls. “Only if you cum for me first”

Rafael: Those damn, vibrating panties

Rafael surprises you with these half an hour before the two of you were supposed to leave for a city gala Rafael promised he would make an appearance at. Tearing off the lacy panties you already had underneath your floor length gown, Rafael slips these on instead, smirking and pressing kisses up your thigh until he kisses you over your thinly clothed center. “Lets go mi vida, we don’t want to be late” clutching your hand in his, you make your way into the dining hall, taking your assigned seats next to the deputy commissioner and several other city counsel members. You were about to take a sip of your wine when you felt a strange vibration, causing you to grasp onto the table and bite back a moan. “You alright, cariño?”

Mike: 👀

When you first bring home a “make your own dildo” kit Mike blushes and coughs, shaking his head and laughing as you wink and toss the box at him. You waltz over to him, emptying the box’s contents and the look of excitement in Mike’s eyes doesn’t escape you. He puts up a fake protest when you slather the mixture onto him, waiting for it to set, cracking jokes and making you laugh the entire time.

He’s not laughing when he comes home the next day to find you splayed across the bed, pumping the toy in and out of you as you moan his name. Mike is inside you before you can even say “I told you so”

Nick: Vibrators of all sizes and varieties

Nick watches with lust blown eyes as he runs the vibrator through your folds, dipping it inside you before pulling it out and rubbing the head against your clit. “What do you want, princesa?” He growls, waiting for you to response. You whine, thrusting your hips up seeking friction-any friction. “More, please.” Nick smiles, turning the dial up just one setting higher. “Only because you’re so pretty when you beg.”

Peter: Sensory deprivation of *ahem* any kind. First, it’s the blindfold. (Peter doesn’t discover how kinky he truly is until the two of you start sleeping together)

It’s always the quiet ones that surprise you the most. Peter carries you over his shoulder, flopping you onto the bed after the two of you return from dinner, wine drunk and blissfully happy from finally being able to spend some alone time together. Peter is stripping you of your clothing when he pauses, taking one of his ties from the bedside table and cautiously ties it over your eyes. You moan as his hand trails lower and lower, and the anticipation has you soaking the sheets beneath you. “Tell me what I’m doing, sweetheart.” He teases, voice playful but soft. “Touch-oh god” you cry as he sinks his fingers inside you, wrapping his lips around your clit. You can’t see him, but you know he’s smiling.

Dizam!

“ I️ don’t want to lose you.” With everyone’s favorite sunbeam SONNY CARISI please :)

“I just can’t do it anymore, Sonny.” Tears stung your eyes. “I have tried and tried to help you. You’re either snapping at me and the boys or ignoring us and honestly I don’t know which is worse.” The tears were flowing down your cheeks now. 

Sonny just stood, motionless, not speaking. His face blank, no sign of emotion. “What do you want me to say? I’m sorry.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“That’s all you have to say? I’m standing here telling you I’m leaving and I’m taking the boys with me. All you have to say is ‘sorry’? Well I’m sorry too, Dominick. Sorry I didn’t walk out that door months ago.” You grabbed your bag, opened the door and slammed it behind you.  

He called every night to talk to the boys. And every night he asked to talk but you refused. The only text you answered was asking if he could pick the boys up Friday and take them for pizza.

Your dad knocked on the bedroom door. “Hey kiddo. Sonny’s here. He’s getting ready to take the boys for dinner.”

“That’s good. I know they’ve been excited about seeing him.” Your voice was small, you looked up at your dad. 

He sat down beside you on the bed. “He’s suffering, you know. He wants to talk to you.”

“And I’m not? Does he think this has been hard on just him, hmm? The time for talking was months ago when I begged him to”, your voice was shaky at best.

Your dad held his hand up, “I know. I get it, but he is reaching out. Maybe you should grab a hold.” He stood and kissed your cheek. “Think about it kiddo.” He turned to walk out of the room.

You could hear the boys laughter and Sonny’s voice as you descended the stairs. You stopped  on the bottom step. His Staten Island accent made you feel homesick. A lump formed in your throat, but you pushed it down. Taking a steadying breath you walked into the living room.

The sight of Sonny made your heart skip. His hair perfect, as always, he was dressed in jeans and the black Henley you loved. The same shirt you wore to bed countless times.

He stood up, from his stooped position and met your stare. “Hi. How are you? you look good”

“Fine. Thanks. You?” Your voice was flat. It felt so awkward talking to him. “Hey boys. Come give Mama a hug.” You stretched your arms out and they all hugged and kissed you. 

“I’ll have them back by 7:00. C-can we maybe talk when I come back?”, he asked.

“Sonny I-” but you were’t able to finish.

“Please”, he implored. “Just give me five minutes.” His eyes were bleak, sad, but had a glimmer of hope.

‘He’s reaching out, maybe you should take a hold’, your dad’s words echoing i your head. You stared at him, “Okay. Yeah. We can talk.” 

As promised, Sonny was back at 7:00. “Hey guys! Did you have fun?” All four chattered excitedly and showed you their prizes from the games they played.

“C’mon boys. We’re going to make S’mores outside. Pappy made a fire” your mom told the boys. They followed her outside. Leaving you and Sonny alone. Why did it feel so strange to be alone with him.

“Want to sit down?, you asked gesturing to the couch.

“Actually, there is somewhere I’d like to take you.” He stood in the doorway, scratching the back of his head. It was something he did when he was nervous.

Your eyes stayed trained on him, you crossed arms over your chest. You let out a sigh, “I’ll grab a jacket.”

As you were  walking down the front steps, he placed his hand at the small of your back. It made a shiver go up your spine. God you miss this man’s touch more than you ever thought you could. He pulled his hand back, “sorry, just a reflex”, he said. He walked to the car and opened your door, ever the gentleman. 

It was a quiet drive, music playing quietly on the radio. Neither of you spoke, but it wasn’t an awkward silence. The suburban lights faded away to the darkness of the countryside. Sonny pulled over and cut the engine. After Sonny got out of the car he came around and opened your door.

 “Remember this place?” He asked gently. He reached for your hand, your fingers lacing together perfectly. The feel of his skin warming you.

 You nodded, “Our first date. We came to watch a meteor shower.” You smiled, gazing up at him. You knew you would marry him that night. You studied his profile, the one you knew like the back of your hand, the one your sons would have. 

“And watched the sun come up”, a meloncholy smile crossed his face.

You stopped causing Sonny to pause. You reached up and touched his face, he leaned into your hand. “I’ve missed you, Sonny. So much.” 

“I don’t want to you lose you”, his voice raspy. He grabbed you and pulled you to him. His scent a mix if mint, cologne and a hint of leather invaded your senses. “ Doll, you and the boys, are my reason for being. Without you, nothing makes sense. I need you. The house is so quiet it’s deafening. Our bed is cold. I can’t sleep because you’re not there. Your head isn’t on my chest, I can’t feel your soft, warm skin.” He’s tears were flowing freely now. “I just want, need you home.”

You leaned back, “Dominick, shhh…hey, listen you’re not losing us.” You gently scratched the back of his head. He lifted his head to look at you. Pausing you took a deep breath, “We’ll come home. But you have to get help. And not just for us, but for you, Okay?”

Sonny nodded his head, “I’ve already started seeing Dr. Lindstorm.”

“That’s great, Sonny”, you acknowledged him.

He leaned to kiss you but stopped, “Can I kiss you?” he asked. Not wanting to push you.

“Yes, please” and you grinned. Sonny gave you the sweetest, softest kiss imaginable. You eyes fluttered open. 

“Wanna star gaze?” he asked.

“Only if we can watch the sun rise”, you replied.