Tag: yes please
i want to write but without the actual writing bit i just want the story in my head to be birthed fully into the universe of its own volition
“These bruises? They are all from that god damn coffee table! It’s out to get me!” + hitman!au
You swear as your leg bumps into the table in Sonny’s living room for probably the six hundredth time. No matter how many times, you always seem to bang your shin into the edge of it.
“You alright, doll?” Sonny asks, looking up with concern.
“You see these bruises?” You tank up the legs of your sweatpants to reveal the mottled blue spots. “They’re all from that goddamn table! It’s out to get me.”
He settles his hands around the back of your thighs to pull you closer to him and kiss your hip. “I’ll get rid of it first thing in the morning. And if you want, I’ll give you some other bruises…”
“Please,” You say, threading your fingers through his hair and holding his head against your lower stomach until he starts pulling down your pants.
PLEASE.
I’m weak.
concept: we’re both home in our underwear after a long day at work. your head is in my lap; my hands playing with your hair. we can hear rain against the windowpane outside. it’s quiet, and comfortable, and i love you.
This.
Imagine Sonny showing up at your apartment in his blues because he knows how much you like them
SVU addict 