The Doctor Is In (Law & Order: SVU and Chicago PD)

Oops, We Did It Again

**smut**

May 2017, I was back in the big apple for some quick help with a profile for another sexual sadist. This was the month I was also supposed to find out when I would be defending my thesis, which I was hoping would be over the summer as it would hopefully be easier for my mom, and others to make it to Chicago to watch.

I finished the paper in record time, probably because I loved the topic, 'How Specific Psychological Disorders, Diagnosed or Undiagnosed, Effect A Persons Treatment In Police Custody: Before, During, and After Arrest. How Can We Help Police Identify Certain Mental Health and Psychological Disorders and Use This to Better Our Profiles?: An In-depth Observational Approach.' It was a mouthful, but it covered almost everything I'm passionate about, and everything that made me want to became a forensic psychologist in the first place. Okay, it wasn't record time, took a full year and thousands of hours of work, but I fucking did it... well almost, two more steps and I would hopefully be, Dr. Regan Callahan by the end of the year.

I was sitting at my desk in SVU when Rafael walked up, "hey Callahan. Staying for a while?" He whispered. I nodded.

"Good. I'll pick you up at 6 tonight." He winked as he continued to walk past to Liv's office. My cheeks blushed at the thought, and I swore Adam could read my mind because he texted me just then, 'hey Regan! Miss you. Hope you're having fun.. tell the gang I said hi!' I missed him too, damn it. I texted him back.

If we wanted to be with me, he should ask me. I felt more guilt as I saw Barba walking back towards me with a smile. "See you tonight," he said as he walked out of the precinct.

5:30pm. Rafael texted me and told me that he would be late. He was still at work, and would need to push my pick-up to a least 7:00. Well, that wasn't okay with me. I put on a sexy outfit, added a long coat and headed out to call a cab. I arrived to the district attorney's office right at 6, and walked in with a smirk. I told his assistant not to let him know I was there, and she waved goodnight to me before she left, leaving the lights on. I walked to his office and knocked.

"No visitors Mary, I told you."

I knocked again.

"No, Mary!"

I walked in this time, "Mr. Barba, I'm in need of some legal advice.." I locked the door behind me as he looked up. I dropped my coat. He picked his jaw up the floor and practically crawled to me. "Regan...." his eyes glistened with lust and he bit his lip. "I.. told you I'd be late.." he was grabbing handfuls of my ass he talked.

"I didn't wanna wait.." I said, biting my lip.

I was wearing a short black skirt, and a low cut white button up shirt, that I only had buttoned to my breasts.

"My god.." he buried his face in between my breasts and I let out a playful giggle.

"I don't have the money to pay for your services..." I said tracing my finger across his lips.

He pulled me over toward his desk, and started to take off his tie, "I do accept... certain services.. as payments ma'am." I bit my lip and shook my head as he bent me over his long wooden desk. He played with me over me panties as I whispered for him to do more, "please.."

He moved them out of way, and shoved two of his large fingers into me. I moaned as he moved them back and forth against my g-spot causing me to squirm. He dropped to his knees and plunged his tongue deep into my hole and I squealed.

"All this for me?" He breathed into my wetness. I smiled, and he raised up and unzipped his pants to expose his hard dick, rubbing it against my opening slightly, before slamming it into me. I was digging my nails into the wood of his desk, as he continued to thrust his hard-on into me, moaning with each stroke. "Fuck... Callahan."

"Call me Regan.." I hissed, and he thrusted even faster into me as I dug deeper into his desk.

"Fuck..." I released as I arched my back as he continued to thrust, the pain slightly intensifying. He grabbed my hips, and released with one word.. "Regan.."

I woke up next to him the next morning, at his place, feeling the deepest guilt I've felt in months. I popped a morning after pill before I kissed his cheek, "good morning! I've gotta go.. mom wants me for lunch, and I wanna get ready!" He smiled in response and mumbled, "okay.. have fun. I'll talk to you." I left his apartment and immediately called Adam.

"Adam?!" I sounded slightly frantic.

"Re.. what's wrong?!"

"Nothing... I just... I did it again." I was crying. "I told you I have issues, and I just wish you'd say you wanna be with me or that you DONT.. I need to know. I had sex with ADA Barba again... I'm so sorry Adam. I know we're not together, but I feel guilty.. because of you. And I hate it!"

"You hate me?" He asked.

"Of course not! I... hate myself. But I certainly don't hate you.."

"I don't hate you Regan. I have commitment issues too.. you know that. I'm sorry too.. I'm really into you.." he replied.

"Me too.." I smiled through the phone.

"And I... just want you," he added.

"Are you sure?"

"I think so.. I mean, yes. I'll be waiting for you," he chuckled.

"Good lord," I laughed back.