Law & Order:SVU Imagines

I Missed You*(Carisi)

Your job as a detective could be very challenging at times, for many different reasons. Of course the number one is the danger of chasing after bad guys, but it also puts a big strain on your personal life. Working 40+ hour weeks leaves you with limited time, which you often spend catching up on sleep, which makes having a life outside of work basically impossible. But the worst part of it all - going undercover.

Dating Dominick certainly proved to be a challenge, as both of you had the same career. In a way, it made it a bit easier, because you understand what the other is going through and are more empathetic toward one another. However, your schedules are ridiculous, so you are lucky if you get to see each other more than a few hours a week. Even if you were to move in together,(which it was too early to consider) you would still only see each other in the mornings or evenings for a limited time.

Yes, it sucked, but it also made you appreciate each other even more. It really was a catch 22. The last month has proven to be the most difficult on you guys. He has been working endlessly to catch a serial rapist, and just as they caught him and had to prove that it was him, you got notified that you had to go undercover for a few weeks. Sonny certainly was not happy about it, but you had no choice. And two days later, you were gone, just like that, unable to talk to him. He was stressed out even worse, constantly worried about where you were or if you were hurt or discovered.

You were gone for three weeks, a week longer than you had expected to be gone. He had grown restless, half expecting to get a phone call that something had gone wrong. He had been at the office, having one of the first slow days in weeks - which was driving him insane. He had nothing to keep his mind off of you, he just sat there, catching up on paperwork. He ran a hand over his tired face, reaching for his half empty cup of coffee. His eyes pass over the picture of the two of you on his desk, and he forces himself to look away from it.

By some miracle, this happened to be the day that you finally came home - although he obviously didn't know this. You decided to wait until you got to your house to text him, feeling absolutely exhausted and gross. You had been UC as a stripper, which was the only thing you had been able to tell your boyfriend. You shot Dominick a quick text saying that you were home and excited to see him, then stripped down and jumped in your shower.

The second he received your text, he jumped from his seat, heading to Benson's office to ask if he could go home for the day, saying he had some personal business to handle. And with that, he headed over to your house as fast as he could get there, something overcoming him. He needed to see you, he couldn't wait. He had been so afraid something had gone wrong, it made him realize just how important and crucial to him you had become.

You spent a long ass time in the shower, taking your time under the hot water, unwinding your tense muscles, trying to become comfortable. So you didn't see Sonny's texts or know that he was on his way over until you saw him yourself. You walked out of you bathroom, your towel wrapped around you as you brushed your damp hair. You heard your front door open and your name called out, so you left your bedroom and peaked around the corner, seeing Sonny standing there kicking off his shoes.

"Y/N." Is all he says, his accent thicker than normal as he walks straight over to you. He cups your face with both of his hands and kisses you passionately, moving his body to press right against you. Your one hand drops the brush you were holding and wraps around his neck, the other holding your towel in place.

He starts backing you up as he kisses you, his fingers roaming through your damp hair. He catches you off guard by lifting you up by your thighs, not breaking the kiss, and carrying you back into your bedroom, kicking the door shut behind himself.

He carefully lays you back on your bed, trailing kisses down your jaw and neck. You let go of your towel and allow him to toss it away, your hands making quick work of the buttons of his dress shirt. The both of you strip him down as fast as possible, kissing intensely and roughly, unable to get close enough to the other. He nips at your neck as his fingers trail down your stomach and between your legs, rubbing circles on your clit. You groan into his mouth, which he takes as an opportunity to stick his tongue in your mouth, deepening the passionate kiss. He sticks two fingers inside of your now soaked folds. "Dom.." You groan against his mouth, arching your back into him. He removes his fingers and sucks your juices off his fingers as he stares right in your eyes, watching your squirm under him.

He leans over you to your bedside table and hastily pulls out a condom, unable to wait any longer. Once he has it on, he leans over you, aligning himself with your entrance. "You okay?" He asks, pausing to make sure that he has your consent, given his job, and you nod.

"Yes." You respond, giving him the answer he wanted, and he nods, his hard length throbbing, dying to finally be inside of you again. He slowly pushes in, his face scrunching in pleasure as the built up tension is finally being relieved. He pushes all the way in, leaning his elbows on either side of your head, his hand brushes some hair away from your face, a small loving smile on his face.

"I missed ya so much," He mutters, pulling out and leaning down to kiss you again as he starts thrusting. Your tongues fight for dominance as he builds a pace. You wrap your legs around his waist and throw your head back, already feeling a release coming. Dominick dips his head between your neck, sucking a hickey into your shoulder-blade as you run your nails down his back, arching into him.

"Fuckkkk, Sonny." You moan, dragging your nails down his muscles as his thrusts start getting sloppy. "Cum for me," You mutter, looking into his eyes as you hold his shoulders. You feel his throb inside of you once and he groans, his right hand lifting your thigh up and throwing your leg over his shoulder. The new angle allows him to hit your G-spot with every harsh thrust and you become a whimpering mess, quickly orgasming. He watches you falling apart underneath him and is quick to follow, groaning your name as he finishes.

He catches his breath for a moment, giving you one last sweet, slow kiss, then pulls out and discards the condom in the trash, collapsing beside you. You cuddle up into his side and rest your head on his shoulder, listening to his heart beat as it begins to slow down. "Quite a welcome home present." You joke, kissing his chest and listening to his chest rumble in a quiet laugh.

"God I missed you." He mutters again, kissing the top of your head as he holds you close, the last thing you heard before you dozed off in his arms, too exhausted to stay awake any longer.