#olivia benson fanfic

[storiesofsvu]

Sweet Girl

Olivia Benson x reader warnings: language, smut, mommy kink. requested: yes. the rare occurrence of me writing for Olivia, and it being smut on top of that? don't expect this to happen for a while LOL. Somewhere between a drabble and a one shot. absolutely no plot.

You knew exactly what you were getting in for, that had been your plan from the very beginning. Olivia had been having an extremely long week, the two of you barely seeing each other, having to suffice with goodnight texts rather than tangling yourselves in each others limbs at the end of the day. Bored, you’d gone out and bought a few new lingerie sets and once you knew she was in the clear for Friday night completely off, you’d headed to her place dolled up with dinner and wine. It was absolutely no surprise that dinner got completely forgotten once she saw a piece of pink lace peeking out from under your shirt.

She took her time admiring you in the bedroom, letting you show off the delicate set, her eyes darkening with the slow twirl you did, popping up on your toes to make sure she didn’t miss the bow on the back. Her hands traced over the fabric, purposely avoiding the areas you wanted her to touch the most at first, letting you whine, waiting until you were putty in her arms, whimpering under her touch. Then she finally took off your bra, leaning over you on the bed to catch a nipple in between her lips, sucking at it, flicking it with the tip of her tongue before nipping gently and you moaned. She repeated the action on the other side, her fingers continuing to toy with your chest, feeling the way your body was practically trembling underneath her.

“That’s it sweetheart.” She murmured, pressing a tender kiss in the center of your chest, “always so good for me.” Her kisses trailed down your body until her fingers slipped into the waistband of your panties and she pulled them down your legs, letting out a small chuckle at the sudden shyness that had overcome you. Her hands brushed up your legs, rubbing soothingly at your soft skin, “spread your legs for mommy, I want to see you.”

Letting out a breath you obliged, letting your legs fall open so she could shift between them, a gasp escaping you lips when she palmed at your pussy. Her fingers slipped between your folds, rubbing at you as the heel of her hand gently ground into your clit, watching the way you let out a satisfied moan.

“What would you like sweet girl?” She asked, pressing a little harder, “to get off on my fingers, in my mouth or on mommy’s cock?”

“Your cock.” You groaned, hips bucking up off the bed when she dipped two of her fingertips into your cunt, sighing at the way you were already squeezing around her, at just how wet you were already.

“That’s what I thought.” She leant over you, giving your clit a gentle kiss before shifting from the bed to rid herself of the rest of her clothes and grab the strap.

Returning to the bed Olivia climbed over you, her hand finding its way between your legs once again, a finger slipping into your cunt and you groaned, your head thrown back into the pillows.

“More…”

“So eager already.” She teased before adding a second finger, pumping them steadily in and out of your pussy, watching every time she pulled them out, smirking at how much of your juices were coating her fingers.

“Feels so good.” You murmured, hips chasing her movements, practically begging for more.

“I’ve got to warm you up sweetheart.” She cooed, her fingers beginning to curl and scissor inside you, stretching you out for the toy between her legs. “That’s it…” she purred when she could easily slide a third finger in and you couldn’t hold back the moan, body arching off the bed when she curled her fingers and hit the sweet spot inside you.

“Need you…” you whimpered and she slipped her fingers from you.

“I’m right here baby.” She replied, leaning over you to capture your lips in a kiss while she smeared your juices over her cock, lining it up with your entrance and slowly pushing it.

“Oh god…” Your eyes squeezed shut, arms wrapping around her to pull her impossibly close to you, making her hips meet yours, burying herself fully inside you.

“Feel good?” She asked with a smirk in her voice, peppering your jawline with kisses as you adjusted to her size.

“Yes…” you breathed out, relaxing against the bed and she started to move, “oh god.. so fucking good.”

Olivia’s hand moved to your leg, gently grabbing your thigh to shift it upwards, pinning it to the bed so she could reach even deeper within you, her hips setting a steady pace as her cock continued to plunge into you. Her lips met yours in a breathless kiss, moving with ease against your lips, tongue just daring to slip into your mouth as you whimpered.

Each thrust of her cock hit the sensitive spot inside you, each ridge of the toy dragged over your walls, your pussy fluttering around it faster than you wanted to admit. Pleasure was firing through your entire body, your skin on fire, nipples brushing against her chest as she fucked you. The kiss broke with a louder moan leaving your lips, your head thrown back and Olivia took advantage, her mouth making its way down your neck, leaving kisses and love bites across your tender skin, burying herself in the crook of your neck as she picked up the pace.

“Fuck!” You cried out, your pussy clenching down around her cock, hips eagerly meeting hers with each thrust.

“You take me so well sweet girl.” She praised, kissing the side of your neck, “so good for me, every time. My good little girl.”

“Mommy please…” you whined out and she let out a breath, pulling herself from your neck.

“Are you close sweetheart?” She asked and you nodded, biting at your lip as you held back another moan, “would you like to come?”

“Yes! Please!”

“You know you don’t have to ask.” She chuckled, her hand sneaking between your bodies to play with your clit, fingers rubbing it before pinching it gently and you gasped, your body jumping off the bed when she followed it up with a particularly deep thrust. “That’s it baby.. come for me.”

Her praise was all you needed, your body trembling with pleasure, a cry leaving your lips as your pussy pulsed around her, juices leaking out, smearing across your thighs and your hands clenched at her body.

“Good girl…” she cooed, her thrusts slowing as she fucked you through your orgasm, “just like that.” As her hips slowed her hand came up to your face, brushing off any mussed up hair, smoothing it back as she left gentle kisses across your face. “You’re so gorgeous, so pretty, my perfect sweet girl.”

You let out a little whimper, tilting your head up so she could kiss you properly before she shifted, slipping out of you so she could toss the toy to the side to be cleaned later. Her free hand didn’t once leave your body until she was back in the bed, pulling the covers up around the two of you, encouraging you to curl into her side. She pressed a kiss to the top of your head, smiling at the very satisfied sigh you let out in response before giving your body a gentle squeeze, linking her free hand with yours.

“Feeling better now?”

“Absolutely perfect.” You left a kiss on her chest, “thank you.”

“Anything for my sweet girl.”

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[oneshotnewbie]

A jogger finds a phone and calls the cops. When they take it and put it into a zip back, they accidentally turn on the phone - revealing a picture of The Captain of the SVU and Reader?

Possible trigger warning: This one-shot includes the mention of blood and kidnapping, the plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

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William Jacobs ran across the Brooklyn Bridge at the same time every morning, trying to beat his best time. But today he desperately thought about turning back and skipping today's sports session - the weather was playing into his cards.

Despite all the negative voices in his head, the young man ran from the Brooklyn bridge to the Manhattan Central Park and back. At this early hour there were hardly any passers-by and only occasionally a few cars drove past. As he took his first step off the bridge, he was inspired by the release of happiness hormones and increased his pace.

William loved being able to look out over the East River and let his thoughts and feelings flow freely. His black hair flowed in the wind and was dampened by the drizzle, her ragged breathing evident in the chill of dawn. When he managed halfway of his way, he was panting like never before in his life - the cold air making it harder to force enough air through his lungs. The young man felt the slight sting in his side, but did not hesitate to stop.

It was not until his head moved towards the entrance of the Central Park that he saw something blue and shimmery lying on the ground. Confused, he stopped and cautiously approached the object, peering left and right to locate other people.

Startled, he jumped back and almost stepped into the street when he saw red-brown stains around it, some of them even splattered on the cell phone he had found. William did not even hear the car behind him screeching to a stop next to him and the car door being opened with an aggressive jerk. "Are you crazy? I almost ran you over!"

But the young man did not answer the older women. She looked at the black-haired guy and saw fear and disgust on his face. His shaky fingers pointed to the main reason he stopped, which was why the woman looked confused on the ground and shortly after promptly walked back to her car in shock. "We have to alert the police." he shouted in a shrill, abnormally bright voice. The stranger nodded her head and pulled her cell phone out of the glove compartment of her red car. She quickly tapped on her phone and held it trembling against her ear.

"Emergency call center, how can I help you?" A calm voice asked on the other end of the line, beginning to type on her keyboard to find out the location of the caller. "We found a phone." she spoke anxiously, earning a sigh from the 911 agent. "Mam, you know this is not an emergency, right?"

William looked confused at the device in the old lady's hand, and in his adrenaline rush he did not quite understand why the sigh was being given. So he quickly snatched the cell phone from her and continued the conversation. "Listen. Here is a cell phone lying at the entrance to Central Park, covered in blood splatters. I also recognize an original NYPD cell phone case."

“Which entrance are you at?” the woman's low voice slowly calmed his rapidly beating heart. He took a deep breath while trying not to let his mind sink into a hole of horror scenarios. He looked around, trying to figure out which entrance he really was at. "Fifth Avenue at the Plaza Hotel,"

"Do not touch anything. I will send you a unit."

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The gentle rain pattered quietly against Olivia's bedroom windows and made her open her eyes just a crack wide. Her tired gaze glowered out and a hand brushed over her face as she watched the night slowly fade away. Her attention turned to the other side of the bed, her fingers curling into the cold sheets next to her.

Her fiancée was no longer lying next to her and she sighed heavily. She usually woke up before you almost every morning, kissing along your naked spine stroking her hand with pleasure over your sides before she remained on your bare hip, waking you up for another day. Olivia loved waking up next to you since she shared a bed with you and enjoyed every minute of it. But she respected your exercise routine in the early hours of the morning and was in no way offended if she started the day without you.

The brunette tried to close her eyes for another five minutes, but quickly abandoned the idea when her cell phone rang. A little angry, she felt around on the bedside table for the annoying-sounding device and answered the call. "Lieutenant Benson?" she sighed loudly, already pulling the blanket off her body.

The brunette, half asleep, rummaged through her closet for some clothes and ran into the bathroom to get ready. "Central Park, I will be right there." When she ended the conversation, she tried to reach you on your cell phone to take you home, but her attempt came to nothing and she did not think about it any further - you had already put your phone on silent often enough to avoid being distracted.

After quickly downing a cup of coffee to wake herself up, she pulled her coat off the hook and slipped through the door into the day's events. The rain worsened on the way to the crime scene, washing every possible mess back into the sewers. When she got out, Amanda and Fin were already standing at the cordoned off area that had been created to protect the evidence from the rain. "What do we have?"

"A blood-spattered cell phone," the blonde expressed, gratefully accepting an evidence bag from another officer. She carefully placed the found object in it and handed it to her boss. "A cell phone? Why were we called?" the Sergent and the detective shrugged and raised their hands in question. "The caller thought it was a cell phone belonging to one of our colleagues, which is why we were notified because a significant amount of blood was found next to it."

Olivia nodded, looking worriedly at the phone in her hand. You had the same case around your phone, she had given it to you as a small gift. She turned it around so the screen was facing her and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the scratch on it. The brunette had almost caused the same one on your phone when she saved you from a bullet a couple months ago.

She always wanted to have it repaired but you would not let her - it was a memory for you. "Liv, are you okay?" Finn asked worriedly, watching as the color suddenly drained from his best friend's face. She nodded in response, looking back from the evidence to the paving stone. A good amount of blood that was not easy to ignore. "Yeah, it is just.."

The tough woman could not finish the sentence right away. The screen turned on on its own, showing a reminder notification on the display. Underneath you could clearly see two smiling faces smeared with light gray paint as a background image.

She recognized the image immediately. Olivia shot it herself when you were recoloring your bedroom together. Olivia swallowed hard, the phone shaking in her hands as she tried to suppress her rising panic. “It is y/n’s. It is her phone."

[shesmypoem]

CLIMB INSIDE ME

Olivia Benson x F!Reader

(Season one Benson, reader is and will always be 21+)

A/N: My first story in a little so please be gentle loves…

Summary: After a long night at work, Olivia and Y/N indulge in some shower sex.

Word Count:

1.5k (sorry <3)

Warnings: NSFW MINORS DNI, fingering (Olivia receiving), dominant reader, choking…I think that’s all, enjoy loves!

You always enjoyed late night showers. Nothing or no one could bother you, you weren’t in a rush to do or go anywhere. You could simply just be. Soft ambient music filled the bathroom, as you close your eyes and allow the steady stream of cold water to hit your face. You’re muscles were sore so the cold water was a delightful mix with the music.

You breathe in the damp air, placing your hands on the wall in front of you drawing yourself further under the stream. You close your eyes barely being able to hear the music now, but it was still refreshing nonetheless.

Knock, knock.

Olivia hadn’t been home yet, or for the past two days for that matter. You missed her, the want of being engulfed by her kisses and sweet murmurs grew thicker every day that passed. You never thought you were capable of loving or being loved. The fear of being vulnerable with someone, always kept you at bay. But here you were, madly in love with a woman who is madly in love with you. The fear never leaves , but when looking in the face of Olivia Benson, it fades and when she smiles, oh, when she smiles it damn near disappears.

Being able to open up to her has been the most beautiful thing you’ve ever experienced. And being loved by her entirely is indescribable.

Again, Knock, Knock. “Y/N,”

You were so lost in your thoughts you hadn’t realized that the knocking wasn’t in your mind. You step from under the water sticking your head out of the shower, “Its open,” you call back to her.

The door clips open and in steps Olivia, wrapped in her robe, with her hair clipped back. She was tired, yet she still look so damn beautiful.

“Wanna join?” You ask warmly switching the water to hot.

She nods as she unties her robe, it slips off her body and pools at her feet, she steps into the shower and for a moment you both are just admiring each other silently. You watch as her chest rises and falls, and she watches as the droplets of water kiss your skin. You move from under the water offering it to her.

She steps under it, both of you still not saying anything, you think about breaking the silence but she’s tired and you don’t want her to use her last little bit of energy to engage in a conversation with you. “Can you wash my hair?” Her voice just above a whisper and if you hadn’t been holding your breath you’re sure you would have missed it.

“Yes. I’d love to.” You grab the shampoo bottle and squeeze just enough in your hand to coat her hair. Her body shivers when the coldness from the shampoo touches her scalp. You being to thread it into her hair, trying not to be too aggressive like you are with your own.

“Is this okay?”

She hums in approval.

“Good. I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too,” your nails scrap against her scalp and she shivers. Her breath gets caught In her throat.

You take notice of it, smiling to yourself as you do it again and this time a noise escapes her throat. “Do you like that?” You murmur.

She doesn’t answer, but you know she liked it. You finish washing her hair and she turns her back to the water to rinse, slightly leaning her head back, she closes her eyes and you rake yours over her body. You watch some of the droplets drip down her breast, stomach and in between her legs. You’re jealous of them, they’re closer to her than you have been in the last two days.

Though her eyes are close she can feel yours boring into her body. “Do you mind?” She smiles.

“What? I’m just admiring you, There’s nothing else to pay attention to in here.”

She opens her eyes, and drags them down your form, boring them into you as you were just doing to her. You become nervous underneath her gaze, you let out a chuckle and nod your head. “Ah, I understand what you’re doing. Point made.”

She returns the chuckle, and turns her back towards you to let the water beat on her face. You step closer behind her and wrap your arms around her back, your palms against her stomach. “Rough case?” She leans her head against your shoulder placing her hands on top of yours.

“Yes.” she whispers.

“Do you want to talk about it?” She shakes her head, normally she’d talk about her cases, but some of them were too hard for her to talk about. So you never pressed her for details, if she told you she told you and if she didn’t, she didn’t and you respected that.

“Okay.” You nod at her response and place a warm kiss to her neck.

She turns her head to look up at you, “Kiss me, please,”

It takes you no time to do as your asked. You start off slow but she deepens it within seconds, “I want you to touch me.” she says against your lips. You look at her for a second, “You sure?”

Instead of saying anything she begins kissing you again, you untangle your hands from hers and slide them up her stomach to her breast. You take one into each hand, her nipples become hard immediately under your touch. You squeeze them and move your thumb to each nipple. You run your thumb over them a few times before pinching them and she moans.

“Tell me where you want me to touch you, sweetheart.” You say.

Your mouth travels down her neck, you scrape your teeth against the soft flesh. She takes her bottom lip in between her teeth as she grabs one of your hands from her breast and drags it down her stomach and in between her legs, “right here, please”.

Your hand brushes against her folds, coating your fingers In her wetness you smile against her ear, “Oh, sweetheart.” You say, your voice dark and thick.

“Please,” she says.

Your fingers run over her folds achingly slow, “one more time for me.”

“Please, Y/N. I need you.”

And with that you apply pressure to her clit, as you kiss behind her ear, Your other hand finds her exposed neck and you squeeze ever so slightly. “Do you like that?”

You whisper.

“Oh, Y/N, Yes.” Olivia says breathlessly.

You add more pressure and her breath hitches. “Please, fuck me.”

You don’t have the heart to tease her and make her beg again, so you slip a finger inside of her.

It’s you who moans this time, she’s so warm against your finger. Her wetness makes it easy for your finger to slip in and out. “Another one please.” you slip another one in with no question, pressing deep inside of her, you find her spot. That spot that makes her groan every time your digits press against it. You squeeze your hand around her throat a tad bit harder. “Tap my hand if it gets too tight, Okay?” She just nods but you need words so you slow down and she whines.

“I need you to use your words. Tap my hand if it gets too, Okay?” You repeat.

“Okay, Please go faster.” She groans.

You start your speed back up and she hums in satisfaction.

She adjusted to your two fingers quickly and as you begin to hit that spot again, “Another.” She moans, “Are you sure?” You ask her. She nods and you do as you’re told. You feel her trying to adjust to the three fingers and she slowly does. As they begin to slip in and out easily again you go faster.

Your heart is pounding in your cheats and you’re sure she can feel against her back. Her moans fill the bathroom and you can start to feel your own wetness drip down your legs.

Her walls start to tighten around your fingers,”Harder, Y/N” she moans out and though your hand is beginning to tire you pump them faster and harder against hitting her spot over and over again, you tighten the hand around her throat and her eyes roll back. You kiss up her neck, sucking at just the right pressure. Her body begins to twitch against yours. She gasps “I gonna…”

“I know, sweetheart. Let go, it’s okay.” And with those words her pussy tightens and she lets go. She comes around your fingers.

Her head lays on your shoulder, you both say nothing, you just breathe. Your fingers slip out of her and she watches as you bring your fingers to your mouth. You keep eye contact with her as you swirl your tongue around each digit. She bits her lip and after you finish she kisses you. A moan escapes her mouth as she tastes herself against your lips and tongue. You break the kiss and lean your forehead against hers.

“Thank you, Y/N.” She says softly.

“My pleasure.” You reply.

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[gudvina]

The ninth chapter of Si mañana amanece is out!!!!

[hotmomsonly101]

Olivia’s girl (Olivia benson x fem reader

Summary: when someone disrespects you and Olivia(your wife) needs to remind them who’s wife they just go fucked with.

Genre: cute

Warnings: light teasing

This morning I woke up in pain as I am 5 months Pregnant, the bed is empty as Olivia had already went to work, I slowly get up and go Noah's room and walk in and see him sleeping, I smile to myself and walk next to his bed and lightly shake him.

"honey its time to get up" I say as I gently rub his back and he is slowly waking up

"mommy" he says sleepily and slowly opens his eyes

"hi baby, time to get up and get ready for school" I walk to his closet "how about you wear the new shirt mama got for you angel" I grab it and go to his drawer and grabs pants as he slowly sits up in his bed

"I wanna see mama mommy" he says as he gets up and raps his little arms around me

"I know honey, shes at work but if you get dressed we can face-time her before I take you to school" I say and he gets happy and quickly gets dressed for school and I grab my phone and video calls Olivia

"hello princess" she says as she answers wearing her glasses in her office "what do I own the pleasure to see your beautiful face this morning"

"hi liv" I laugh as Noah sits next to me "Noah wanted to talk to you before I drove him to school"

"HI mama" he says waving

"hi my love, I see your in your new shirt, are you ready for school" she says

"yes mama" he nods and smiles

"did you brush your teeth" she tells him

"no mama" saying it truthfully and smiling

"go brush your teeth" she says in a sweet but motherly tone and he goes to the bathroom "how are you feeling babygirl" she asks me

"good just my lower back hurts so much" I tell her ad I get up to get Noah's lunchbox from the fridge and put it in his bag

"come visit my later" she says making that teasing and loving face I love and I giggle

"okay baby, I will come see you later, maybe you can see something later" I say smiling brightly

"mhm is that so?" she says In the dominant and seductive tone

"yes" I smile and we talk for a little longer and I hang up so i can get Noah to school, drive him to school and go home and take a shower, picking out an outfit I pick leggings and sweatshirt and vans, and I do a little makeup and do my hair in a half up half down hairstyle with a cute black bow, I go to my car and drive to the station I walk in and see Amanda and Eliot

"hey there beautiful" Amanda comes over and hugs me "you are glowing today how is the baby" she asks and rubs my belly

"active" I say and smile as Eliot comes over and hugs me too

"you do look amazing Y/n, the baby is making you look like a million bucks" he laughs

"wish I felt like a million bucks, but thank you guys, the baby is so active lately mostly when Noah or Liv talks to my belly" I say as I feel the baby moving a lot "is the lieutenant busy" I say

"I think she has a girl in office but go in girl" Amanda tells me as I walk to her office and knock and hear come in and I walk in and see Olivia with someone but I'm not sure who it is

"well hello, this is a new hire, Jane, and Jane this is Y/n my-" she gets interrupted

"friend?, wow girl, you should lose a little weight not gonna lie no man will want that sorry" she says I look at her and then at Olivia, I can tell her blood is boiling right now "I mean you are pretty but you are fat"

"excuse me, what did you just say to my wife" Olivia says and gets up with her hands on the desk

"your, wife?' she says not fully believing it

"yes my wife, detective, not that it would matter she isn't fat, she is 5 months pregnant with my baby, so watch what you say" she is so pissed right now

"you guys are married, lieutenant she is like 20" she says looking at me

"actually Jane, I'm not 20 I'm 29 thank you very much not that it is any of your business" I tell her

"lieutenant you are a beautiful woman and you're dating a child carrying a child"

"I'm not dating a child I'm married to my wife who I love very much and we have an age gap so what, we love each other, we've been married for 4 years and please get out of my site you're fired" she says pissed

Jane leaves and I look at Olivia "woah baby that was hot" I say causing her to raise her eyebrow and smirk

"oh yeah? I'm sure it was come here" she says and I go over and she grabs my waist causing me gasp and smile and lean up to kiss her as she lightly makes my back lean on her desk

"you are such a beautiful girl" she says and kisses me again "my girl" she says and smiles leaning to kiss my forehead.

[erablaise-blog]

to everyone writing x reader stories

you have my heart

[daddydoddsjr]

Married — Ficlet

Pairing || Rafael Barba x Female!Reader

@xovalliegirlxo

Contents/Warning || Angst, medical talk, hospital setting, slightly detailed heart attack

Rafael didn’t really see the need for anyone to know his business; he had an attitude of, ‘it’s work, not social time.’ You and Rafael got married soon after he graduated law school and the two of you were happy together— just not super open about the marriage. You had a small marriage with only the closest family members present. It was sort of funny, though, when a colleague of his or yours would find out about the marriage in the present since you’d been married several years now.

Olivia didn’t know that Rafael was married, but she was there when he had what she assumed was a heart attack. He was at his desk while she was pacing the room when he suddenly started sweating. He pulled off his blazer but kept sweating, and he suddenly interrupted Olivia, “Benson…” He said in a serious tone. She stopped and looked at him, noticing the strange look on his face, “Raf?”

He blinked, putting a hand over his chest, his eyes looking glossy, “Uh..”

“What’s wrong? Should I call a bus?”

Rafael nodded. It got much worse after that, and it all became a blur to Olivia.

She didn’t know who to call while she was in the hospital, she always knew Rafael to be so work oriented and closed off about his like that she assumed he didn’t have anyone. Until you showed up. You were walking down the hall, looking for his hospital room when you spotted Olivia. You had seen her on the news a few times and knew that Rafael worked closely with her. You walked up to the place she was standing as she was texting Sonny on her phone giving him an update, “Olivia Benson?”

She looked up, “Yes?”

“Are you here for Rafael? Which room is he in?”

“The doctors are running a few tests, they won’t let anyone in the room yet,” She gestured to the room before inviting you to sit on a small waiting sofa next to the door, which the both of you did, “Um… are you family?”

You sighed in relief that he was safely in a bed and the doctors would figure out why he had the heart attack, “I’m his wife.”

That felt like a brick to the head. Rafael was married? How the hell did she not know that? She got over her shock momentarily to make small talk with you, trying to keep your mind occupied while you awaited the doctors return. It didn’t take too long for the doctor to exit Rafael’s room, and you quickly stood up, “Is he okay?”

“He should be fine.”

“Well, what happened? Why did he have a heart attack in the first place?”

“He’s in a common age range for heart attacks in men. He also mentioned to me that he’s been stressed and I believe that that was a main factor in this. Typical heart attack recovery is two weeks to three months, and I suggest after he recovers, he takes some time off of work to reduce his stress.”

You nodded quickly, “Of course. Thank you. Can I see him?”

The doctor nodded and moved aside for you to enter the room. You teared up at the sight of Rafael in the hospital bed, but he gave you a weak smile.

“You scared me,” You sighed, pulling a chair up besides the bed. You sat down and took one of his hands into yours and squeezed gently.

“I’m sorry, mi amor,” Rafael exhaled. But the two of you were just glad that the situation wasn’t any worse than it already was.

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Rafael still teases Olivia once in awhile for her ‘poor detective skills’ after he recovered and found out that the two of you had met.

[hoe4almondmilk]

A request. If you want to write it. Maybe Olivia goes on a date with R and she is nervous. It didn't go well but Olivia likes R and wants to try again R gives Olviia a second chance and it goes well etc.

Thank you anon! I love this so much.

Awkward

“One last touch.” Olivia whispered to herself as she spritzed her favorite perfume onto her pulse points. To say Olivia was nervous would definitely be an understatement. This was her first date in at least a year. She took one last look in the mirror and was ready to go.

“Okay, Lucy. I should be back by eleven.” Olivia said as she grabbed her purse.

“Wow Olivia, you look beautiful!” Lucy said with a smile. “I’m so happy you’re finally going out!”

“Thank you, so am I.” Olivia said with a soft smile. “Noah, give me a hug.”

Noah got off of his iPad briefly and gave his mom a hug.

“Bye sweetie.” Olivia said as she gave him a big hug and a kiss on the head.

“Bye mom! Have fun!” Noah said as he ran back to the couch and his tablet.

Olivia said one last goodbye to Lucy before she left her apartment. Olivia felt warm all over. A flood of excitement and nervousness washed over her. Olivia sent you a quick text as she got into her car letting you know she was on her way to the restaurant.

Not only was Olivia going on her first date in a while but on a date with you. The two of you got on really well. You crossed paths a few weeks ago when she was guest speaking for a teen dating violence workshop at the high school you teached for.

Though the two of you have only really texted and an occasional FaceTime, Olivia felt hopeful again. Maybe it was her turn for love finally.

Olivia was snapped out of her thoughts when the driver stopped at the restaurant. “Thank you.” Olivia thanked the driver with a smile as she got out of the car.

Olivia was about to text you to let you know she was here but was stopped when she saw you waving at her. Olivia was almost taken aback at how beautiful you looked. You were wearing a little black dress that hugged your body in the right spots. Olivia could feel her cheeks warm up looking at you.

“My goodness Captain, you clean up nice.” You said playfully.

“I could say the same thing about you.” Olivia replied. “Do you want to go in?” Olivia motioned to the inside of the restaurant.

“Of course.” You agreed as you both walked into the fancy restaurant.

You and Olivia both decided on this new French restaurant that had just opened a few months ago. It was a bit of a higher end restaurant, not something you would normally be able to afford on your teachers salary but you decided for a special occasion you wouldn’t mind the extra bucks. Plus, you really liked Olivia.

“Ooooh, we could try escargot for dessert.” You giggled at the menu.

“I think I’ll pass.” Olivia chuckled. Olivia was so happy she decided to ask you out.

You two had clicked instantly.Normally first dates are sort of awkward but not with you. The conversation between you two seemed to flow so easily. It felt like you two had been talking for hours.

“I must be in heaven.” You grinned as you leaned just the tiniest bit forward to Olivia on the small table.

Olivia could feel her cheeks flush. “And what makes you say that?” Olivia flirtingly asked.

“I haven’t had this good of a time at dinner in a long while. I think you’re enthralling, Olivia.” You smirked.

“Enthralling?” Olivia repeated as she tilted her head curious.

“Enthralling. I can whisper it in your ear if you’d like.” You snaked your hand over Olivia’s.

“Is that so?” The captain smiled and held your hand back.

“Very much.”

The two of you had just finished dinner. You were very surprised when Olivia picked up the check and paid for your food as well.

“Oh, Olivia. I could have gotten mine.” You said almost feeling guilty about her paying. Last few dates you had were on you either had to split or cover the entire check. It was nice to be spoiled just a bit.

“(y/n), don’t worry about it. I invited you. I don’t mind paying.” Olivia smiled at you.

“Well, next time it’s my turn.” You giggled as you two headed out of the restaurant.

It was a beautiful night. You and Olivia stood outside the restaurant just talking trying to decide what to do next since it was only nine.

“We could go to my place and watch a movie if you want to? I live only a couple of streets down.” You suggested.

“I’d love that.” Olivia smiled.

You two were about to head over to your apartment when Olivia’s phone rang.

“Benson.” She answered.

You slightly raised your brow when you saw the annoyance in the captain’s face. Something was up.

“I’ll be there.” She said as ended the phone call.

You felt your heart drop when she said that.

“(y/n), I’m so sorry. It’s work. I can call my driver and he’ll take you home.” Olivia suggested.

“Sure.” You agreed. You could help but feel disappointed and worried. This wasn’t the first time you’ve had the “sudden phone call gotta run” type of situation.

Olivia waited until her driver came and got you before she left.

“Please text me when you get home.” Olivia pleaded. “I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay.” You tried to fake a smile.

Olivia sadly stood there as you were driven home. The night was going so well. Work always did this to her.

“On my way.” She texted Rollins.

The next day, Olivia spent the day worried. You had texted her last night, letting her know you had made it home but kind of went ghost. Olivia had texted you this morning apologizing about last night but you hadn’t replied.

Olivia leaned back in her office chair and sighed with her arms crossed behind her head.

Amanda knocked on the door before entering “Long day?”

“You can say that.” Olivia sighed.

“I’m sorry we had to call you last night. I know you had a date.” Amanda walked up to Olivia’s desk.

“Yeah, I think it might have been our first and last.” Olivia said with a sad smile.

“What?” Amanda questioned. “Was it bad?”

“No.” Olivia chuckled. “It was actually going really well. But she hasn’t texted me since last night. I’m not really sure why.”

“Maybe, you should go see her?” Amanda suggested.

Olivia laughed. “I don’t know about that. I don’t want to be awkward.”

“Then don’t make it awkward.”

“Easier said than done Amanda.” Olivia replied.

“Think about it.” Amanda said as she left Olivia’s office.

Olivia thought about it that whole afternoon. Now, she had a bouquet of roses and walked over to your place. Olivia had this feeling of intense awkwardness over her body. But she had to know. You two had such a great time.

Olivia waited a few seconds before she knocked on the door of your apartment. She finally built up the courage to knock.

“Olivia..” you said as you opened the door.

“Hey.” Olivia said quietly. “I got you these.” Olivia handed you the flowers.

“Olivia, these are beautiful.” You said as you smelled the flowers. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, I’m sorry I dropped by unexpectedly.” Olivia apologized. I just wanted to apologize about last night.”

“You’re okay. I’m sorry I kind of went ghost. I just got scared.” You muttered.

“Scared? (y/n), I’m so sorry if I sc-“

“It wasn’t you.” You interrupted. “I just got scared that maybe you didn’t enjoy our date and wanted to leave and used the phone call excuse.”

“(y/n), not at all. I really had a great time. I really like you.” Olivia reassured you. “It’s just work. Sometimes we get cases at all times of day and sometimes I have to go..

“I just get worried about getting attached and being hurt again.” You said sadly.

Olivia surprised you when she held your hand. “I’m not going to do that.”

“I know.” You held her hand back.

“I want us to try again.” Olivia suggested. “And I promise, no work interruptions.” She smiled at you.

“Okay.” You smiled back. “But I’m paying this time.”

“I don’t know about that one.”

[youdoknowwhotfiam]

MASTERLIST(requests open)

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Fluff,Angst,Smut,Dark

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- Birthday surprise

-Mornings together

Olivia Benson

-Close to home

-Unexpected find

Alex Cabot

- Bad day, Bad reaction

I write for everything except

-r@pe

-domestic violence (extreme)

- any race kink (like anti-black, anti-arab or literally any kind of race you can think of (including white cuz idk why but ive seen alot of anti white fics)

-anything underage (including ageplay)

I will probably add to this but this is what i can think for for now.

[uncpanda]

Blood is Thicker than Water: Chapter 20

AN: Not going to lie. I STRUGGLE writing wedding scenes. However, I really love how this chapter turned out. Instead of dragging it out, we get snippets. I love that about this. Please leave feedback.

Warnings: None that I can think of.

Master List

Guest List: 

“Four hundred and thirty-six people.” 

Rafa stares at you. He’s been sipping from that cup of coffee for over two minutes now. You lean forward and say it again, “Four hundred and thirty-six people.” 

He finally puts the cup down, “I really don’t see the problem.” 

You scream in frustration and stomp right out of the apartment. 

The moment the door closes Rafael looks at Benny and asks, “She realizes I have a big family right?” 

Wedding Party: 

“So that gives me Rita as my best woman, and Ed and Eddie as groomsmen.” 

“And I have Liv as my maid of honor.” 

Rafa stares at you, “That means the sides are uneven.” 

“So?” 

“They can’t be uneven.” 

You raise an eyebrow, “Why not?” 

“It won’t look right.” 

“Well, I don’t know what to tell you.” 

Your fiance sighs, “What about your friends from college?” 

“Most of them are already married and have kids. Plus they live in different states. That’s not fair to ask them.” 

“Friends from childhood?” 

“I hung out with Elliot’s kids. I haven’t talked to them in years, andI don’t really have a desire to do so now.” 

“So this is just how it is.” 

“Unless you want me to ask your mother?” 

“Nope. We’re good.” 

The Venue: 

“What do you think?” 

You look around at the garden. It is perfect for a springtime wedding. Even without the flowers in bloom, it’s gorgeous. 

You look over at Rafa, his smile is stretched across his face. He’s done good. Amazing really. There’s just one problem. 

“It’s not going to fit four hundred thirty-six people.” 

Your fiance scowls, “We can figure it out. Some people can stand.” 

You cross your arms, and lean forward, “That’s against the fire code counselor.” you point towards the plaque that reads a max of 300. 

He throws his hands up in frustration, and finally says the words you’ve been waiting to hear, “Fine! I’ll make cuts.” 

Ring Bearer: 

“He needs a part in the wedding!” 

“I’m not disagreeing with you.” 

“You said no.” 

“I said no, because I already told my sister Noah could do it, and he’s our nephew.” 

“Well of course Noah is a ring bearer, I’m just saying Benny could be one too!” 

  “There’s also the fact that your grandmother might pass out if she sees a dog in the processional. We’re already not getting married in the neighborhood church. She nearly cried when we told her that.” 

“She loves Benny!” 

“I know, that’s why he can come to the reception and take pictures with us. I already talked to the venue and our dog walker.” 

“Oh. Well, okay then.” 

Shopping: 

“So how did you manage to convince mama Barba and Abuelita and the rest of his relatives not to come today?” 

You take a sip of the champagne in your hand, “I told them the truth. This is a you and me thing. No one else allowed.” 

Liv smiles, “Well, it means a lot that it’s just us.”

“What do you think of these?” 

You and Liv turn together and watch as Ed and Noah come out together. They’re dressed in matching tuxes. You and Liv melt. Noah is absolutely adorable, and Ed actually cleans up pretty good. While Rita is Rafa’s best woman, Ed and Eddie are his groomsmen, and Noah is the ring bearer. 

After you’re all done cooing at Noah, Rafael finally steps out of the dressing room. He looks drop dead handsome in his tux. You feel your eyes go wide, and then he gets a little smirk on his face. You know you’re not living this moment down. 

Music: 

You stare at Rafa. He’s trying not to laugh. You can’t blame him. “She’s going to kill us.” 

You smile, “This song comes from the first movie we ever watched together.” 

“We’ve already found a way to work quotes into the wedding. If you walk down the aisle to this song, your sister might just kill us.” 

You shake your head, a serious look coming over your face, “No she won’t. She knows why I love this movie, why I love the book.” 

Rafa looks serious now too, “I think it’s perfect.” 

Dress shopping: 

“No,no, no, no, no! What did I tell you about off the rack? I said absolutely not! Where is your manager? I helped him evade a racketeering charge, he owes me!” 

You sip on champagne and look at your sister. She has that look on her face, “At least it wasn’t a murder or rape charge.” 

She nods in agreement before asking, “How did Rita end up on this chopping trip again?” 

“This is apparently the best wedding dress shop around. She knows the owner . . . apparently rather well. She’s trying to help.” 

A second later a terrified manager and a ranting Rita pass you by.

You both watch them go. You’re happy to say you don’t find your dress in that store. 

Dress Shopping Part 2: 

The day you find your wedding dress, you’re not expecting it. You’re less than five months away from the wedding, and you’re panicking a little bit. You KNOW it takes time to order a dress. Rita’s told you about it five million times. 

You’re walking Benny when you see it. A small bridal shop, with a pretty dress in the window. You stare at it for several seconds before you call your sister. She answers on the first ring, “This better be an emergency. I’m in the middle of a case.” 

“I think I might have found my wedding dress.” 

There’s a moment of silence, “What’s the address, I’ll be there ASAP.” 

You rattle it out just as an employee sticks her head out, “Hi there. Would you like to come in?” 

You look down at Benny and she smiles, “He’s welcome to come in too. I love dogs!” You go in.

By the time Liv arrives, Benny is on his back getting belly scratches from the staff while you’re in the dressing room being fitted into your dream dress. 

Liv stares at your goofy, three legged dog for a second before she calls out your name. You step out a second later. 

You watch her eyes go wide, as she studies you for a second, “That’s it.” 

You nod, “Yeah.” There are no tears. It’s just a comfortable feeling. This is your wedding dress. 

The Night Before: 

The night before your wedding is spent at Liv’s apartment. Ed and Noah head over to your place to spend time with Rafa and Eddie. It’s just the two of you. You put on face masks, paint your nails, and watch Disney movies. It reminds you of one of the best parts of your childhood.

It’s as you’re sitting on the couch that Liv says, “I’m so happy for you. You know that right?” 

You smile, “I know.” 

“He’s a good man.” 

“The best in my opinion, though Ed gives him a run for his money.” 

She smiles at that, “I truly think, you’re going to be really happy together.” 

“I know so.” 

With that, she pulls you in for a hug. 

Right Before the Wedding: 

You don’t actually feel nervous until about half an hour before the wedding. Your makeup and hair is done. You probably should have been in your dress by now, but you’re still in your getting ready outfit. Things are a bit behind schedule. Noah had a melt down, your sister has cried no less than three times, and Abuelita and Lucia have been bickering with each other. You haven’t seen Rafa. You’re not sure why you’re sticking to this stupid tradition, but you are. 

You’re watching the chaos with an observant eye when someone taps you on the shoulder. You spin around to see your sister standing there. She tosses her head to the side and you follow her outside. The sun is shining and the March air is only a little chilly. You close your eyes and allow yourself a minute. When you open your eyes, you see Liv smiling at you. 

“What?” 

“It’s just crazy. How Lewis,” 

“May he rot in hell,” 

“Lead to all of this. You moving back and meeting Rafael. Me and Ed connecting, getting married, and having Noah. We’re getting those happy endings we dreamed of as kids.” 

You hug yourself and look at the ground for a little bit before you look up, “Did I ever say thank you?” 

“For what?” 

“For raising me and loving me when you didn’t have to?” 

Your sister hugs you, “You never have to thank me for that. You are one of the best joys of my life.” You smile at that. 

Walking Down the Aisle: 

You’re nervous, but you’re allowed to be. You’re in your dress, your veil is attached, and everyone has walked down the aisle except you and Liv. You look at your sister. She’s dressed in a black dress. She has once again avoided color. 

She holds out her arm to you, and you take it. You close your eyes, and you count to three. The music starts: the instrumental Dawn from Pride and Prejudice; the first movie you and Rafa watched together. The movie you two still watch together.

You start to walk. It’s slow, and thanks to the three hundred and twenty three people (Rafa was able to cut it down) you can’t see Rafael yet. You do, however, see Uncle Don, and Finn, and Munch. You smile at them. 

And then you turn the corner of people, and you see him. Rafael is standing there. He’s dressed in his tux. His hair is perfectly styled. His eyes are focused solely on you as though you’re the only thing he sees. You feel yourself start to speed up, but your sister grounds you like she always does. 

When you finally reach him, you feel your breath leave your chest. And as you take his hand, everything else fades away. It’s just you and him. Just like it’s supposed to be. 

[storiesofsvu]

Lucky Number Four

Olivia Benson x reader Warnings: language, alcohol consumption, smut. Written originally for @alexusonfire but I took like, fucking six months to finish it so I'm using it for the "praise" square on @thatesqcrush 's kinktober!

Olivia knew the moment that she saw you in that little black dress there was no way she wasn’t going to invite you up to her apartment for a nightcap. Dinner had been your fourth date, and things seemed to be going swimmingly so far, so she doubted you would turn her down. You’d met a few weeks ago through a dating app, and while that wasn’t exactly either of your styles, you both had a good feeling about it and decided to trust your gut.

Date number one was coffee, nervous at the start, but after an hour you got a second round and wandered through Central Park, hand in hand by the end of it, a gentle kiss laid on your cheek and the promise of a second date.

Date number two was a movie, full of jump scares that you did your best not to shriek at, burying yourself into Olivia’s neck as she chuckled quietly, her arm protectively wrapping around you. In an attempt to calm down, and to not say goodnight yet, you went for drinks at a bar around the corner. After a couple of cocktails, you took the plunge when she dropped you off, leaning in to kiss her softly. She happily surprised you with a grin when the kiss broke, and she tugged you back in for another one, already wanting to feel your lips on hers again. Cheeks flushing, unable to stop smiling, the two of you said a quiet goodnight before making your separate ways.

Date number three Olivia had invited you over to her place to make you dinner. You were surprised that for a cop, she was someone who had an extensive menu of things she was incredibly good at cooking. She’d made a full spread for you, fresh beet and goat cheese salad, ricotta spinach stuffed chicken breast and the creamiest mashed potatoes you’d ever tasted. You helped with the dishes, little laughs and jokes surrounding the two of you before you settled on the couch with fresh glasses of wine. This time the movie lay forgotten, as a series of small kisses led into a rather steamy make out session. The unlucky part of that night was Olivia’s phone going off, getting called into a case and she very reluctantly said goodnight hours earlier than either of you wanted.

Tonight, she’d made sure that there was no way she was getting called in, booked a reservation at an adorable little bistro in midtown, and had even had flowers sent over to your apartment during the day. So, in return, you’d pulled on your favourite little black dress, the one that hugged in all the right places, and you knew you looked amazing in. Dinner went wonderfully well, there was never an uncomfortable lull in conversation, the flirtation was laid on heavily, and you happily accepted Olivia’s hand linked in yours while you walked the streets of Manhattan back to her apartment.

“I don’t suppose you’d like to come up? Finish off with another glass of wine?” She asked softly as she turned to you and you practically beamed up at her.

“I’d love to.” With a smile you leant in, leaving a gentle kiss on her cheek that caused her to smile just as brightly, wrapping an arm around your waist and leading you upstairs.

Inside the apartment you rid yourselves of the necessary outerwear, shoes coats and scarves left at the door. Oliva encouraged you to make yourself at home while she darted off to the kitchen to get the wine, smiling when she found you completely comfortable on the couch, flicking through tv channels. You thanked her for the wine, taking a quick sip before placing it down on the coffee table and nestling into the arm she laid over the back of the couch.

Naturally, it didn’t take too long for the entertainment to not be the exciting part of the evening. Olivia’s featherlight touches giving you goosebumps and all the right kind of shivers. Glancing up at her you smiled gently, the gleam in your eyes one that was familiar, one that she was definitely intrigued by. She let out a small chuckle as your lips met, not surprised that you were quick to deepen the kiss, not wanting to pull away. Her arms wrapped around your waist and you easily slipped into her lap, letting out a happy sigh at the sensation of being in her arms.

Your hands snuck up her shoulders, gliding over her body before linking behind her neck, hugging yourself impeccably close to her. Your lips danced with grace against each other’s, your tongue sneaking into her mouth as her breath caught in her throat. You could taste the wine, letting out a satisfied sigh into her lungs. One of Olivia’s hands rubbed up your back, cupping gently at the back of your head, pulling you even closer to her. She ached to never let you go, to hold you forever, to be able to wake up with you buried in her arms every morning from now on. Her hands moved from resting on your hips to glide up your sides, thumbs barely brushing towards your chest before the slipped up to your bare shoulders, toying with the straps of your dress. You very reluctantly broke the kiss, gazing down at her,

“Should we…” you nodded down the hall and she grinned.

“Did you want to?”

“Yes. Please.” You nodded feverously and she chuckled, gently nudging you off her lap and linking her hand in yours, leading you down the hallway.

The door swung shut behind the two of you and Olivia met your lips with another kiss, this one filled with more fire, but still tender as her hands wrapped around your body. Her fingers found the zipper of your dress, slowly pulling it down, letting your dress drop over your shoulders and slide to the floor.

“God you’re so beautiful sweetheart.” She murmured, stepping back to admire your lingerie. You couldn’t help but blush a bit, ducking your gaze from hers until you felt her finger curl under your chin and she tilted your head back up to her, “no need to be shy.”

You let out a small giggle, accepting the kiss she left on your lips before undressing herself, her hand curling into yours as she tugged you toward the bed, dropping down to sitting on the edge of it. You toppled onto her lap, smile on your cheeks as she kissed you, hands tickling across your freshly exposed skin, leaving goosebumps in their paths. You let out a happy sigh into the kiss and she smiled at the sensation, her fingers undoing the clasp of you bra and you let it fall to the floor. Olivia’s hands returned to your skin, gently cupping at your chest, squeezing and groping at the tender flesh, pulling a little moan from you, your head dropping back at the sensation. She took full advantage, her lips moving down your neck, teeth ever so lightly scraping at your skin while she continued to toy with your chest, pinching softly at your nipples, pulling more groans and breathy sighs from you as she did so.

“Lie back for me pretty girl.” She nudged you, guiding you to drop into the pillows and you let out a little giggle, adjusting so you were comfortable, “that’s it.” She murmured, kissing you gently, “so good for me already.”

Her lips trailed down your neck once more, nipping at your pulse point before they kissed across your collarbone, her lips wrapping around one of your nipples, sucking it into her mouth while her free hand mirrored her actions on the other side. You felt the heat beginning to build deeper within you, pulsing through your body with each lap of her tongue on your skin. Your hand loosely tangled into her hair as your eyes fluttered shut, head burying into the pillows behind you. Olivia’s lips made a wet path across your skin, down your body before she kissed right above your panties, fingers slipping into the waistband and she tugged them down your legs, tossing them to the floor.

“Spread your legs for me.” She cooed and you did as she asked, hips falling open so she could settle between them, “good girl.” You let out a little gasp when her fingers slid through your folds, gathering your wetness and smearing it around. The pads of her fingers rubbed at your clit briefly, smiling as you let out a little whine, hips rocking toward the movement. “So beautiful…” she murmured, fingers spreading you pussy open before one sunk into you.

“Oh god…”

Olivia pumped it a few times before adding a second one, fingers curling within you in search of that spongey spot. You let out a small gasp when she did, hips rocking up toward her and she pressed against the spot again.

“That’s it sweet girl.” She murmured, “doing so good for me, take my fingers so well.”

She leant over you, nudging your nose with hers to gain your attention, stealing a kiss while her hand continued to fuck into you. Her lips danced with grace against yours, swallowing your moans and whines as her fingers curled and twisted inside your pussy. Your hands clutched at her body, feeling the pressure building within you, pussy fluttering around her fingers. The heel of her hand pressed against your clit and you broke the kiss with a gasp, thighs attempting to close around her body. She simply grinned, picking up the pace of her fingers while her lips kissed down the column of your throat again.

“Feel so good sweetheart, so warm, nice and wet for me.” She husked into your ear and you moaned, your nails scratching at her back.

“Fuck… fuck… please don’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Olivia pressed one last kiss into your burning skin before sitting up so she could use both of her hands, one continuing to fuck her fingers in and out of you, curling with every second thrust. The other one moved to your clit, starting off soft and slow until you were whining, shivering against the bed and she picked up the speed and pressure, matching with the tempo she continued to fuck you.

“Come for me sweet girl, I know you want to. Look so pretty like this…”

The burning prickled through you, your skin alit with pleasure, little whines and moans getting louder and closer together as you felt the tingling build higher and higher, shooting southward. You let out a cry, your body shaking, thighs trembling around Olivia as your orgasm washed through you, pleasure taking you to a peak you’d never hit before.

“Oh god!”

“That’s it sweetheart… god you’re so fucking beautiful when you come.” Her fingers lifted off your clit, giving you some relief as you shook lightly, her fingers gently fucking you through your orgasm.

Your hands reached out in search of her as you panted, eyes fluttering and she let out a soft laugh, fingers sliding out of you so she could crawl over you, accepting the embrace and peppering your face with kisses.

“Jesus…” you muttered.

“You did so well for meet sweet girl, so good.” She murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead before she dropped onto the bed beside you, pulling you into her arms.

You let out a very satisfied sigh, nuzzling into the embrace as you settled on her chest, smiling at the feeling of her fingers coming to play with your hair. There was simply no doubt, date number four was an absolute swimming success.

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[oneshotnewbie]

Liv’s daughter gets her first migraine injection? Of course Liv does it for her cause there’s no way she can do it herself. Its really painful, but Liv comforts her afterwards and they cuddle together.

ᕚ---ᕘ

The sunlight of the morning sun filtered through the still half-closed curtains. You sat on the edge of your double bed, staring nervously at your lap as you rubbed your shaking and sweaty hands on your pajama pants. In front of you was the long box with a migraine injection that your mother had brought you from your neurologist yesterday afternoon. Your heartbeat raced in your chest as you looked at the needle and injector.

Thoughts raced through your mind, sending you into a panic as you tried to take a deep breath and gather the courage. But the needle in front of your eyes seemed so frightening, and the thought of injecting it through your stomach alone increased your fear. The thought of the pain to come during the procedure made you shudder.

A large lump had formed in your throat as you tried to keep breathing calmly. "You're not a child anymore. You can do this," you whispered to yourself, but that only seemed to make the fear grow even greater. You reached for the included instructions and read through them for the hundredth time since last night. The individual steps were illustrated with pictures and described precisely, but your hands were shaking as if you had Parkinson's and the writing on the paper blurred into a scribble. "Damned!"

Hesitantly, you decided to accept help from your mother and call her. She had offered you her support and was waiting outside in the living room in case you needed her. "Mom?" you asked into the void, looking anxiously at the door. A soft knock on it startled you as you briefly returned to your thoughts. Olivia poked her head through a crack before carefully stepping into the room and you immediately felt relieved when you felt the familiar presence. “Everything okay, my darling?”

You nodded uncertainly and looked at her with wide eyes as you patted the seat next to you. You began nervously picking at your nails, your gaze wandering between your mother and the injection. "Yeah, I'm just... trying to take this injection."

Olivia stepped closer to you, her hands clasped under her chest and already holding her glasses in one of her hands before sitting down next to you. She opened a hand invitingly and you dropped the paper into her hand. "You don't have to do this alone," she spoke softly in a whisper, pulling up her glasses to take a closer look at the injection instructions. Your doctor had already shown her how it worked and what she should pay attention to. But one thing is certain: she couldn't afford any mistakes. She didn't want to cause you pain. "I'm your mother. I'm here to help you, no matter what."

A tiny smile spread across your face and you leaned your head on her shoulder. "Thanks, it's just... the fear of the pain. Dr. Phillips suggested it could be really painful." you gulped and hugged yourself. Olivia noticed your nervousness and placed a reassuring hand on your thigh, gently running her thumb over your clothed skin before resting her cheek on the top of your head. "You've already been through so much, sweetie. You can still do this. You're so strong!"

With shaky hands, you opened the box and pulled out the injector. Your heart raced when you saw the needle in real life. Your mother immediately grabbed your hand and squeezed it gently. "Take a deep breath and breathe out. You can do it, I'm here." You nodded and watched Olivia prepare the injection with steady hands as you took deep breaths and tried to calm your nerves with a little walk around your room. "Ready?"

"Yeah. Let me get it over with," you stood in front of your mother and pulled up your shirt. You quickly closed your eyes, focusing on your breathing as you tried to control the fear. With slow, step-like movements, Olivia approached you and placed the needle on your lower abdomen. The thought of the coming pain caused goosebumps to form on your skin, but you nodded silently and she pressed the injector firmly until it clicked into place.

Under her pressure, your mother felt a moment of tension, followed by a tiny sound of pain escaping your lips as the liquid slowly flowed into your body. Tears welled up in your eyes, but she continued to hold your hand, whispering soothing words to you as she stroked the back of your hand. "A few more seconds, you're almost there."

When the injection was finished, you exhaled deeply as if a weight had been lifted from you and Olivia carefully and carefully removed the needle before dropping the injector to the side. She quickly stood up, put her arms over your shoulders and pulled you close to her. "You did it. You were incredibly brave,"

You smiled weakly at the battle you had won with yourself and hugged yourself tightly to her middle, your head pressed tightly against her chest as you let the rest of your tears fall freely. Kisses adorned the top of your head and caresses were banished to your back as Olivia slowly brought you back to bed. "How about it. I'll let Finn take charge today, you skip school and we have a cozy day in bed?"

"That sounds great, Mom. Is that really okay with you?" you asked, throwing the blanket over your body while your head rested on the pillow. She didn't say another word, took her cell phone out of her pocket and tapped furiously on the screen before turning it off and throwing it on the dresser. "More than okay, my darling."

She disappeared from your room in a flash and you heard the microwave do its work. Shortly afterwards, the smell of sweet popcorn filled the entire apartment and Olivia returned. She had squeezed back into her pajamas and lay down on the bed next to you. You continued watching your favorite show together, occasionally dozing off in your mother's gentle embrace.

[gudvina]

The seventh chapter of Si mañana amanece is out <3

[hotmomsonly101]

Little kicks (Olivia benson x fem reader)

Summary: you’re 6 months pregnant with you and Olivia(your wife) baby, whilst your at work you feel your baby kicking you

warnings: none

every since I told Olivia that we are pregnant, she is by my side 24/7 Olivia is always there for me as is Noah, I barely get to do my job because Olivia is the boss and doesn't want me doing field work she wants me at the station that's is the only way she will let me work is if I stay at the station til after I give birth.

this morning was something, Olivia was called into early and she took Noah to school so I was alone, I had some paperwork to do so I had to get up and go to work, so I get up and slowly walk to the bathroom to take a shower, after I get out I do my hair, and get dressed I put on a long gray dress and sandals and I start to do my makeup and my phone rings

I see the contract name “wife❤️” I answer it

“Hello”I say as I’m doing my eyeliner

“Hey princess, what you up to” she says I can hear typing at her computer

“I’m doing my makeup and then I’m coming to do paperwork” I start on my mascara

“Oh okay baby, please be careful driving here”I can hear the worried tone

“Liv I will be fine, it’s not that far of a drive”I finish my makeup “I’m on the way I’m done with my makeup”

“Okay beautiful can’t wait to see you I love you be safe” I grab my keys and my bag

“I love you to liv” I say and I hang up, I slowly walk to my car and drive to the office, and slowly walk inside and go into Olivia’s office

“Ow ow, I think I’m in pain, your beauty is killing me”she says as she looks at me through her glasses

“Shut up” I say putting my bag on her couch

“Come here”she spins in her chair to face me

I walk over and lean down and kiss her lips slowly she grips on my waist as we share a romantic and intimate kiss we break the kiss and Olivia puts her hand on my belly

“How is my little munchkin”she asks slowly rubbing my belly and planting little kisses on it

“Hasn’t been to active today” I smile and knit my fingers through her hair

After some time I really had to get my work done, so I go and sit in the corner of her office, I don’t really have a desk I mean I do but I prefer to be near Olivia and Olivia prefers me to be close to her in case something happens anyways, since I’ve been going through a lot of pain and throwing up lately liv wants to be able to keep an eye on me just to make sure I’m okay.

Half way through i need a break so i grab my water bottle and drink it and close my eyes, my back is killing me, my child will be the death of me, I’ve had the most worst pains like my back, my breast and my feet, I’ve been making sure to get enough rest and drink as much water as I can. Olivia is on the phone talking to someone, I’m not sure who but I slowly stand up and hold my stomach as put my hand on the couch to steady myself.

“Oh fuck” I say as my daughter just kicked the side of me with such force

Olivia looks at me and tells the person that she will call them back and rushes to her face and comes to me

“are you okay honey” she says as she makes her way to me and grabs my waist

“She just kicked me so hard liv, and my back hurts so bad”I look at her getting emotional and tears fall

“Hey baby, it’s okay” she grabs my face with her hands and makes me look at her “just breathe princess it’s okay” she wipes my tears and kisses my forehead as I take some deep breaths

Olivia turns me around and goes behind me and from behind she rubs my belly with her hands and kisses my cheek loving before she lightly lifts my belly so I can breathe for a moment without the pressure of my baby

“Better angel” she kisses my temple

“Yes, I’m not carrying anymore kids” she laughs as I say that “seriously Livy” I tell her

“I know baby but you are so funny” she keeps kissing my temple

Olivia just cradles my baby bump with care, kissing at my temple and whispering loving words into my ears, after some time she lightly lowers it I definitely feel much better that I got a little break of having to carry my heavy daughter only 4 more months til I don’t have to carry a human being in my body

“Thank you Livy” I smile at her

“Anything for you angel” she grabs my face and gives me a loving and gentle kiss, I smile into it

“I love you”I tell her as we break our kiss

“I love you more sweets”she says before she gives me another deep and gentle kiss

For the rest of the day I did my paperwork and hung out with Olivia whilst she did captain duty’s and then we went home so I can relax and sleep off the painful and how pregnancy pains.

[regalyswanqueen]

Soooo, I have recently become obsessed with Cabenson, does anyone has recommendations for good long angst/comfort/happy ending slow burn fanfics for them? 😅

[daddydoddsjr]

hi 🥰 please could i request a rafael barba x reader where the reader is in a secret relationship with barba, she’s a detective and it all comes out when she’s testifying in a case - i’m thinking that arsehole Buchanan finds out and brings it up during cross examination in front of everyone? thank you x

Pairings || Rafael Barba x Female!Reader

Contents/Warnings || Typical SVU angst, secret relationship, some fluff, Buchanan being Buchanan

Authors Note || i didn’t proof read this so sorry in advance lol

You and Rafael had been in a relationship for about a year now. You’d kept it a secret from Olivia and the rest of the squad since in the beginning, the two of you were only testing the waters. Now that it was a fully committed relationship, you still hadn’t found the right time or place to announce it to everyone. With you being an SVU detective and Rafael working on so many cases you were involved in, it was difficult for the two of you to figure out how to tell people and image what the reactions would be.

Little did the two of you know, Buchanan had eyes on you every since he suspected the relationship between you and Barba, having seen the two of you at a bar together looking…cosy.

“Detective Y/L/N,” Buchanan greeted as you sat at the stand, watching Rafael as he sat back down after having questioned you about the case. “It’s safe to say that your passionate about this case, am I right?”

“I’m passionate about every case,” You replied simply.

“Sure, sure. But Mr. Barba is part of this case.”

“So?”

“So, this one must mean a little more to you considering your relationship with him.”

“Objection?” Rafaels eyebrows furrowed.

The judge replied, “Sustained. Tread carefully, Mr. Buchanan.”

Your heart sank into your stomach as you realised where this was going, but you still tried to remain professional, “We have a.. professional relationship. Mr. Barba’s involvement has nothing to do with the way that I treat my cases.”

“Really? I have a hard time believing that. How long have you and Mr. Barba been sleeping together?”

The colour drained from your face as your eyes flicked between Barba, who was angrily objecting to Buchanans statement, and Olivia, who was stunned to say the least. The jury looked confused, glancing around to see everyone’s reactions. Before you could say anything, the judge quickly took the reigns, “Mr. Buchanan, Mr. Barba, my chambers, now.”

You stared at your hands that were tightly holding your thighs. You felt Olivia’s gaze on you but you avoided it, shifting uncomfortably in your seat. They were gone 5, maybe 10 minutes before they came out and the judge called for a recess until the following morning.

You quickly got off the stand, speeding into the hallway to catch your breath. This wasn’t supposed to happen like this, you thought to yourself as you leaned against a wall, rubbing your face.

“Y/N…” Rafael’s voice caught your attention and you sighed, taking your hands off of your face and looking at him.

“How the hell did he find out? Can he even bring that up the way he did?”

“He only brought it up to distract everyone from the case and try to remove your testimony. The judge isn’t going for it, though.

“I knew we should have told people sooner, Raf, we should have—“

“Y/N,” He interrupted you, “This isn’t your fault, we wanted to wait and we did. This was just Buchanan throwing a low blow to get his way.”

“God, I hate this.”

“So do I,” Rafael sighed. “It’ll be fine, mi amor. Come on, I can order us dinner,” He began to lead you out of the courthouse before Olivia approached you from behind, “Y/N.”

“I’ll meet you outside,” You told Rafael before you turned to Liv, “Look, I’m sorry…”

“When were you going to tell me? The entire case could have been ruined.”

“We were waiting to make sure we were serious until we told anyone, after that we just didn’t know when the right time was.”

“You should have told me immediately, Y/N,” She exhaled, clearly disappointed. “Barba is smart and I know he wouldn’t let Buchanan get away with something like that, and neither of you would let each other veer off of a case for each other, but this was just too close of a call. You’re lucky.”

“I understand.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” She walked past you to leave. You waited a few minutes before leaving too, meeting Rafael at the bottom of the courthouse steps. “How’d that go?” He asked. “As expected, I guess. I’m sure I’ll get grief about it for a while.”

“Well… how does wine and takeout sound?”

“Sounds like it’ll make me feel a lot better.”