Law & Order:SVU Imagines

Such A Tease(Carisi)

As unusual as it seemed to you, Sonny's sister Gina had begged you to tag along to celebrate her 21st birthday with her. You figured that she wouldn't want her brother to be there - at a strip club - but she didn't seem to care much. And that was how you ended up in strip club on a Friday night, gulping down shots alongside your boyfriend's little sister.

You collapsed beside your boyfriend on the black sofa, giggling at his face as he watches a stripper hang upside down from a pole with her hands dangling. It was not your first time at a strip club - you celebrated your own 21st birthday the same way - but it had certainly been a few years. Sonny sat stiff in his seat, arms crossed over his chest, lips parted slightly as he watches. He isn't even checking out the nearly naked woman, more focused on her impressive strength.

"Wish I could do that!" You shout over the pulsing music, shooting a smile up at him. He is still dressed in his work clothes - a button down blue shirt with the collar up, sleeved rolled to his elbows and all the buttons done besides the very top. His black pants hug his long legs snugly and his silver watch compliments his professional outfit nicely - he looks delicious.

His blue eyes fall on you and he raises a brow, not responding to your comment. Your smile grows and you lay your head on his shoulder, watching as Gina eagerly receives a lap dance from a good looking stripper a few feet away. "I should not be here." Sonny drawls in his thick New York accent, glancing over hesitantly at his sister slapping a stripper's butt. You chuckle at his expression and stand up, stumbling slightly in your large heels, the alcohol beginning to get to you. "I think you need a dance, Detective." You tease, leaning over him and trailing your hand down his broad chest.

Sonny's eyes widen at your action, briefly glancing down at your exposed cleavage before locking his eyes with your mischievous ones. "Y/N," He starts, but you raise your finger to his lips.

"Shh," You stand between his legs, spreading them and taking a seat on one of his large thighs, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Doll, behave." Sonny says, keeping a straight face as he holds onto your waist. You can see the twitch of his lips fighting back a smirk at your actions and that, combined with his authoritative tone, only pushes you to continue.

"I am behaving, baby." You mutter in his ear, lightly blowing on it before pressing an open mouthed kiss just behind it. He shifts underneath you and you feel him shiver under your touch, your smirk growing at his reaction. Teasing him has to be one of your favorite activities - nothing compared to watching him slowly fall apart for you. You shift your weight above him, trailing your left hand down his chest and unbuttoning one of his top buttons, leaning the side of your face on his broad shoulder and pressing another open mouthed kiss to his neck.

"Doll... You're gonna do this now?" He asks, the grip of his hand on your waist tightening as his free hand rubs your exposed thigh lightly - all thoughts of his sister long forgotten.

"I'm not doing anything... Dominick." You mutter his name into his ear, pressing a kiss to his jaw, the stubble scratching your lips in a satisfying way. You feel his chest vibrate beneath your hand as he lets a small groan escape his pink lips, the loud music easily drowning it out.

He suddenly lifts your legs so that they are thrown over both of his own, dangling off to the side as his hand trails up your thigh, skimming over the silky material of your skin tight dress. He brings one of his large fingers up to your chin, his thumb and index turning your face so that you meet his intimidating blue eyes. "What're you trynna do to me? Huh?" He asks, the intensity of his eye contact making you press your thighs together as you dip your tongue out to moisten your dry lips.

Leaning in ever so slightly, enough so that you can feel his hot breath fanning your lips, you smile at him. "Whatever you want, Detective." You respond, looking up into his eyes through hooded lids, pulling out all the moves to try to seduce your professional boyfriend.

"Fuck," He groans, leaning in as you pull away - chasing your lips - completely under your spell. "Don't look at me like that, Y/N." He groans, his hand dropping back to your thigh, rubbing it affectionately.

"Like what, love?" You ask innocently, bringing your right arm up to trail your fingers through his blond locks, messing up his neatly parted hair. His eyes close momentarily, enjoying the feeling of your fingers in his hair - before he reopens them, trying to hold onto his self control.

"Like that. You're playing a game, sweetheart." He points out, leaning his chin on your bare shoulder and hugging your waist, trying to control the growing tent in his snug dress pants.

"Mm... Am I winning, Dominick?" You ask, continuing to drag your fingers through his hair absently, bringing your free hand back to his chest and trailing those fingers over his newly exposed skin.

"You're drunk, Y/N." He mutters into your ear, sending a shiver up your spine.

"I'm tipsy... But let's face it, I always want you." You reply, turning so that you are face to face with him once again. You lips brush against his ever so slightly before you drag your bottom lip between your teeth and look up into his eyes. "Let's get outta here, baby." You mutter after a long moment, feeling his patience running thin as his hardness grows beneath you.

"You need some water." He replies after another long moment, moistening his own lips his his taunting tongue.

"If I drink some water will you have your way with me?" You grin. Sonny smirks and rolls his eyes at you, looking out across the room for his sister. She is preoccupied with her friends and he decides that he's had enough of this night.

"You're such a tease," He mutters in your ear, leaning into you. "Fine." Sonny surrenders. He doesn't typically like it when you get drunk, being a big advocate of not having sex when the other is intoxicated - but the car ride home and a glass of water will give you enough time to get sober enough to properly consent to him. He was used to you being all over him, but tonight you took it to a whole other level.

He taps your waist and you stand up, taking hold of his shoulder as you stumble in your thin heels. His large arm wraps around your waist securely as he guides you over to his sister to say goodbye - not before quickly readjusting his pants, making you giggle as you watch and he shoots you a playful glare. "You're in for it when we get home, doll." He promises with a smirk, kissing your cheek as you walk over. Gina doesn't seem too bothered by your early departure and Sonny tells her to make sure she texts him when she gets home, commanding her boyfriend to keep an eye on her before leading you out of the club - ready to have his way with you at home.