L&O: SVU One Shots

Mine (Amaro)

Dedicated to @PocketFullOfPoseys

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Warnings: smut, cursing, dirty talk, possessiveness on Nick's part, unprotected sex

Enjoy!

He was staring at me, I could feel it. Nick Amaro was staring at me again. I was beginning to wonder why he was acting so strange.
  You see, it all started earlier this week when I announced to the rest of the SVU team that I went on a date and that I really liked the guy I was with. Of course, he wound up being a creepy, clingy asshole who wouldn't stop calling me even after I broke it off with him.
  Anyways, after I had told the team, Amaro had started acting strange. He started hammering me with questions about how secure his job was, how he treated his mother, or, my personal favorite, how serious I thought we were going to get. I mean, if I didn't know any better, I'd say he was maybe just a little bit jealous. And so what if that thought made me extremely happy, I'm a grown ass woman who can like whoever she wants!
  The sound of the SVU doors closing broke me out of my thoughts. I looked around to see it was Liv who walked out and as soon as I looked at the time I could see why she and apparently the rest of the team left.
  I was getting my stuff together when my phone rang. I almost answered until I saw it was the stalker I went out with earlier in the week. He had been calling me nonstop ever since we went on that date.
  I quickly rejected the call and put my unfinished reports in my satchel.
  "Who was that?" Amaro asked, successfully scaring the crap out of me and making me jump as I forgot he was still in the room.
  "Oh, no one important," I said as I waved it off and turned to face him.
"Well now you've got me curious. C'mon, Morgan, who was it?" he pushed.
  "Fine, it was that guy I was dating, he just keeps calling! Even after I broke it off!"
  "Wait, you broke it off with that guy?" he asked, instantly perking up.
  "Yeah, why?" I questioned, tilting my head.
  "Nothing, I was just thinking," he said, moving closer, "now that you two are broken up, is it okay if I do this?"
  "What do you mean-" I started but was quickly interrupted when Amaro closed the very short distance between us and kissed me.
  I was startled at first but gave in when he pulled me even closer to him by my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I immediately granted.
  Even though I really wanted to continue, us humans need a silly little thing called oxygen, a silly little thing that Amaro and I were running low on.
  Right as we pulled away, my phone started ringing again. I took one look at who was calling me and didn't think twice about rejecting it.
  "Him again?" Amaro panted.
  "Yeah," I breathed out.
  "He really doesn't know how to take a hint," the man in front of me huskily stated.
  He suddenly lifted me up onto my desk and started attacking my neck with his wonderful mouth.
  "No, Amaro, we can't do this here," I moaned out.
  He gave my neck a sharp, sexy nip and growled, "That's not my name, Morgan."
  I moaned at the way he said my name and wrapped my legs around his waist while pulling him closer. I pulled his head up and joined our lips in a hot and passionate kiss that he promptly pulled away from.
  "C'mon, baby, I won't keep going until you say my name," he teased, bucking his hips into me, causing that delicious friction that I craved so very much.
  "Mm, Amaro, please," I begged, rubbing myself into him.
  He pulled away from my blatant attempts to get him to stop talking and just fuck me already and said, "Say my name, baby, say my name and I'm all yours."
  And the look he gave me after saying that sent shivers down my spine and turned me on so much more than I already was.
  "Agh, Nick, Nick, please!" I moaned out.
  "Oh, yes, Morgan, God, baby that was so hot. Now, tell me what you want," he groaned as he buried his head in my neck, leaving little kisses in his wake and his strong fingers started unbuttoning my shirt as mine did the same for him.
  "Nick, just, please!" I begged once more.
  "What, you want me to slam you into this desk and pound into you? Is that what you want? Or do you want to ride my long, hard cock?" he asked, dragging his sinful tongue over the most sensitive parts of my neck.
  And that was when my phone decided to ring once more as my stalker called me for the umpteenth time that day.
  Nick grabbed the phone before I could and answered the call saying, "If you dare to keep calling, my girl, I will find you and end you. You got that, buddy? She's mine!" and then hung up, throwing the phone back on my desk.
  "Oh my God, that was so hot," I rushed out as I pulled him by the neck back to my face where I sloppily made out with him and groaned when he pulled back.
  "No, baby, you don't get it until you tell me what you want," he teased and bucked his hips into me again.
  By that time, I was a moaning mess that could barely form a single thought, much less a sentence, and Nick's slowly grinding into me was no help either.
  "Baby, baby, please! I need you inside of me!" I begged while yanking his belt off.
  "Morgan," he drawled out, "you've gotta tell me what you want before I can give it to you..."
  "Amaro-" I started before he slammed his hips into me, drawing out the most erotic noise from deep inside of me.
  "Please just fuck me so hard into this damn desk that I can't walk tomorrow! Please, Nick, just let me feel you inside of me!" I yelled out while slamming him into me.
  He quickly brought his lips to mine in a heated kiss and started to fiddle with my pants zipper. Once he fully unzipped and unbuttoned them, he lifted me off my desk and slipped them off after taking off my shoes, too, and sat me back on the desk.
  He kicked his shoes and pulled his pants off as fast as a cheetah on acid. And after he was done with that, he reached behind me while rubbing himself against me and unclasped my bra at a speed unknown to me and instantly started to suck, nibble, and play with my two breasts that were out of that terrible death trap society forced me to wear.
  After what seemed like seconds, which, in all actuality was minutes, he stopped with the foreplay, looked me in the eye, and asked, "Morgan, are you sure you want to do this? Because once I start, I'm not stopping until I leave you thoroughly pleasured."
  "Dear God, Nick, stop talking and just make love to me!" I replied.
  And then he lost it. He shoved his boxers down his legs and ripped my underwear off of me and slammed himself inside me.
  We both moaned at the tight fit and Nick patiently waited for me to get used to the feeling.
  "Go," I said, giving the green light for him to screw me into my desk.
  "You sure, Morgan? I don't wanna hurt you, ya know," he roughly panted out.
  "Mother of God, Amaro, just go ahead and fuck me!" I exclaimed, full of for him.
  After I gave him that little bit of encouragement, he was moving like a well-oiled machine, pounding and thrusting into me over and over again.
  Moans and the rocking of the desk were the only sounds in the empty room, thankfully Nick and I were the only ones there to hear them.
  Soon enough I felt that familiar heat pool in my stomach and knew I close to my release.
  "N-Nick," I moaned out, "I'm cl-close..."
  "I know, baby, me-me too," he replied, out of breath.
  And then we were both releasing and screaming out each other's names.
  He rested his head in my neck and slowly but surely we both came down from our highs and regained our breath.
  "Morgan?" Nick called to me.
  "Hmm?" I hummed back in reply.
  "I love you."
  I didn't hesitate in answering back.
  "I love you, too."
  He smiled against my neck and dragged his face up to give me a sweet kiss.
  He pulled away with mischievous eyes and said, "You know this isn't over, right? After I get you cleaned up, we're going right back to my place and continuing."
  I winked at him and replied with, "I was hoping it wasn't. You better call in sick tomorrow, Nick, it's gonna be a long night."
  His eyes lit up like a child's on Christmas and he gave me a chaste kiss and hurriedly started putting his clothes back on.
  Needless to say, he and I were "sick" tomorrow, and the day after that.

Hello! This is a small note from Captain Bear, I'm the one @Bailey--Bear shares an account with (Bear_Blankets), I wrote this one-shot because I'm a good husband that helps her wifey out when she's backed up on orders! I tried to make it long (like dis dick! Sorry, had to) and I'm pretty sure it's the longest thing I've ever written so be grateful! I'm really not used to this whole "Heterosexual Smut" thing so be merciful to me and my wifey because she came to me to do this one-shot so she could write other ones and have them all out in a few days. She's a good wifey like that! Well, that's all I've got! Bye!