These Are Their Stories: One-Shots

Barson

Title: Beware of the black eyed children

*Hey guy's here's another chapter, since I was feeling a little ghouly, I decided to make a little spooky story inspired from the book, "When the Black Eyed Children Knock" by BenSobieck . This story will be going back to the past with a younger Olivia and Refael!! Enjoy💓

😱😱😱Chapter 5👻👻👻

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It was once again another cold, long, and devastating day dealing with another tireless case for Olivia and Refael Barba. After walking into the apartment, all that the couple had in mind was ordering chinese food to honor there win on the case, and aslo to spend time with each other. Waiting for the take out, they were just now getting comfortable on the couch, snuggling up to keep each other warm. Not having any electric heat was hard, since it went out last week. Both to busy, to take one glance at it, so now there surviving off of the fire and...there body heat.

"It's been to long." Olivia says now sitting on his lap facing him as she kissed him passionately while unbuttoning his shirt. "All those sleepless nights..mmmm."

Olivia softly moaned into his mouth as he kissed her hard while squeezing her a**. He finally pulled back and gave his 'you have no idea' grin, before attacking her neck with kisses and licks.

"...Te burlas con esos ojos desde el otro lado de la habitación." Barba said whispering in her ear before biting her earlobe, and licking it. "..Y esa caminata.."

Smiling slightly as he felt the warmth coming from between her legs, he knew exactly what to do after that. His lips crept towards her pulse point, tongue softly creeping over it as he bright the smooth skin in between his lips and sucked.

"Refael..." Olivia shockingly moaned out, surprised at sudden the contact. Driving him crazy as she continued to grind against his hard on. "Oh papi."

Knock knock

They both groaned irritated by the interruption, but heard the growl of their stomachs. They smiled at each other as they finally broke apart, regretting the movement as the warmth went away from there bodies. Olivia was the first to get up and walk to the door with Barba not to far behind her heading to the kitchen. The money in hand, Olivia paid for the meal, thanking the young woman as she went on her way. Locking the door, she turned around to see Barba setting up the plates and wine glasses. I walked over to help, Olivia grabbed the wine and the scotch bottle playfully, and started pouring it in to the wine glasses. "Cheers...to being married, and never stop loving each other." she giggled as she grabbed her glass of wine and connected it with his scotch.

"For better or for worse, no matter what." We both took a sip before he brought me into him. I lips instantly touched, we stayed like that until oxygen became a problem. "Let's eat. Before something else gets started." Olivia smirked, as she pulled away slowly, making it even harder for poor Refael. They both sat down on the couch as they started a small coversation, not wanting to turn on the television, all they wanted right now is to enjoy each other. The food was a relief for both of them, as they looked at each other with eager eyes, knowing that there will be no distractions tonight. Refael made the first move, placing his plate down on the table, and also grabbing Olivia's in the process. He started to kiss her neck as he got on top of her, her pleasure was music to his ears. His hands started to roam under her shirt grabbing at it to bring it over her head. Throwing her shirt on the floor, they both smiled when they were face to face, and there lips met once again.

Knock Knock

They both broke apart, and looked at the door. Both confused of who is at their door at this time of night, If it was a case, they would always call...but besides that, it was just something about those two knocks that kinda sent shivers down Olivia's and she was always the kind of person that trusted her gut and what it told her. "Just leave it." She said grabbing Refael's arm, pulling him back down on top of her. "I don't think it's anyone, if it was they would've called or texted first. He grabbed their phones and checked for any missed calls or text messages.