A/N: Ya didn’t think I would not write for my Sonnyverse in this bingo round, did ya? This square (Marry Me) fits so well with an idea I’ve had for ages! Cause surprisingly I’ve yet to write them actually getting engaged! So here we go! Bingo: Candy Hearts. Bingo Master: @sweetcannolicarisi
You had notice a change in Sonny for the last month now, but you couldn’t pin what it was. So you just figured it was the stress of the job. Surely there was no reason to be suspicious right? Apart from the odd phone calls, and trips to see his mother or sisters without you.
There wasn’t a reason to worry, was there? When it was getting closer to the new month, your mind starter churning. Was Sonny going to leave you? Had he grown tired of you, and looked for a way out? Surely he would tell you if he was, wouldn’t he?
Not being able to take the silence and the stepping around anymore, you decided to question him about it. «Sonny?» You asked, quietly, stepping into the living room of your small apartment. «Yeah, doll?» He sounded calm now. «Have I done something wrong?» It was a simple enough answer, but you could see him begin to panic again.
«What?! No of course not, doll!» He exclaimed, jumping off of the couch and rounded the corner to you. «Then why are you sneaking around like this and hardly talking to me? You tell me you’re going to see your family and don’t want me there, but you don’t give me a reason why.» Tears were forming in your eyes as you stood there.
He took a step towards you, reaching out to take your hands in his. «This wasn’t how I wanted it to go», he started, taking a shaky breath, making you nervous. «I was going to propose to you, doll. I’ve been meeting with your family and mine to help pull this off.» You gasped at that. «Oh, Sonny! I’m so sorry!» You said, your voice low as you looked to the floor. «Hey, no, it’s okay, doll. Look at me, it’s okay», he said in his soothing voice.
«Bu—but I ruined your surprise!» You said matter-of-factly. «It’s okay doll, really. The most important thing for me is that you say yes», he murmured, cupping your cheeks in his hands so you had to look at him. «If you ask nicely», you half joked, tears treating to spill.
Letting go of you, Sonny quickly ran to your shared bedroom. «Babe?» You called after him, confusion lacing your voice. «Give me a second, doll!» He called back. «I knew I wanted to marry you since before our one year anniversary. I even got the ring ages ago», he said, returning from your room. That made you smile wide as you watched him with keen eyes.
Sonny took your hand again as he got down on one knee. «My darling, love of my life. I’m forever grateful that I have you in my life. And I wouldn’t want to be without you. I will always thank my lucky star for the day I found out you liked me back, our first I love you, our first kiss, our first time and all our other shared moments. Not a day goes by that I don’t love you entirely. And I can’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else. So, would you do me the honors of becoming my wife?» Sonny asked, looking up at you with teary eyes as he opened the velvet box to reveal your nonna’s engagement ring. It had been handed down through generations in your family, and held extreme value to you, so it made you even more emotional to see Sonny giving it to you.
«Yes!» You managed to choke out through treats of happy tears, «A million times yes!!» Sonny smiled wide as he carefully slid the ring onto your finger before standing up and wrapping you in his arms. «God, I love you, doll! So much!» He murmured, kissing you passionately, «And I love you so much, Sonshine!!» You responded returning the kiss with just the same passion.
Okay, with Easter coming up in a month, I was wondering if I could get some cute dad!Sonny and Easter egg hunt with the kids???
“What is the world is all this stuff?” you asked as you dropped your bag on the floor.
“It’s for Easter,” Sonny replied rolling his eyes.
Placing your hands on your hips you surveyed the dining room table that was littered with baskets, pastel-colored eggs, candy, and different Easter themed items. “That much I figured out. Why so much?”
“Okay. So we have jelly beans, chocolate bunnies and crosses, plastic eggs, food coloring, baskets, fake grass, and I bought 10 dozen eggs for the kids to color.”
“This is just for our kids or if this for all of New York?” you asked teasingly.
“Very funny.” Sonny continued to pull items from the bags. “Caroline will actually enjoy the Easter egg hunt at the church this year. Which by the way I volunteered to help.”
A smile crossed your face. It made you so happy to see how excited he got over holidays and experiencing new things with the kids. In some ways, Sonny was a kid at heart.
“What’s that smile for, huh? I got somethin’ on my face?’ Sonny asked.
“I just love seeing your enthusiasm with this stuff,” you responded.
Sonny sauntered over to you. He grasped your hands placing them behind your back then pulled you to him. “It’s not the only thing I’m enthusiastic about.”
“Don’t I know it,” you whispered. “But maybe you can jog my memory?”
Sonny leaned down and placed a smoldering kiss to your lips. His one free hand roamed your body, then he peppered kisses along your jaw nibbling your ear. “Comin’ back to you?” he husked in your ear as he directed you to the bedroom.
The weekend before Easter was the big egg hunt at the church. Sonny, Ryan, and Thomas went to the church early to help set things up. A couple hours later you and the littles met them at the parish. There were a lot of people there. Events and holidays tend to bring more people than normal Mass.
Once everyone was unloaded you made your way to find Sonny. You finally spotted him laughing and talking animatedly with Father Malcolm. Sometimes it still surprised you that Sonny had thought about joining the priesthood.
When Sonny spotted you he smiled and waved you and the kids over. “Hey,” Sonny said then kissed your cheek. He took Caroline from your arms when she reached out to him.
“Looks like there is a good turn out,” you stated.
Sonny was absolutely beaming. “Biggest turn out in church history,” he replied proudly.
“Yes. In fact, we asked Sonny to be on the event planning committee,” Father Malcolm said. “Ryan and Thomas have been a big help today as well. You and Sonny have done a fine job raising them.”
“Thank you, Father. It’s definitely a team effort.” Father Malcolm nodded and made his way to speak with others.
“Egg hunt will be startin’ in a few minutes. Up to age two goes first,” Sonny informed you of the age brackets.
“Look, Caroline. There’s one!” Sonny instructed your 18-month-old. She bent over to pick up the brightly colored egg holding it up proudly to show him. “Good job! Now put it in the basket.” Caroline did so then grasped Sonny’s fingers again. He walked through the grass with her finding a few more eggs. Each time she would smile Sonny would smile back with the same grin, matching dimples and twinkling blue eyes. Sonny took each of the kids, you tagged along taking pictures. Except for Ryan because as he said, “I’m too old for that stuff, Ma.”
Later that night as Sonny was brushing his teeth you leaned against the doorframe watching him.
“Wha?” he said. He rinsed then dried his mouth.
“Just thinking about how wonderful of a Dad you are, how intelligent and how much I love you.”
“Don’t forget how lucky you are that you married me,” Sonny smirked.
“That too. You’re intelligent. You also have the biggest heart of anyone I know.”
“You really are proud of me?” he asked.
You padded over to where he was standing in front of the sink. “How can I not be?” Placing your hands on his chest you looked up at him. Sonny thrived off of positive words and touch. Sometimes you got so caught up with the kids, work, the house that you forget to praise him. He never failed to do so with you.
Sonny blushed a bit as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “It’s good to hear.” He placed a soft kiss to your lips. “The smartest decision I ever made was marrying you.”
You nodded. “I agree. And the second best decision was promising your wife a back massage.”
Sonny chuckled. “Only if I get one in return.”
“Oh, I have something much better than a backrub planned for you,” you said then winked.
Sonny smiled so big his dimples had dimples. “Lead the way Mrs. Carisi.”
Request: «Cause you love me, may I please have some Sonny sexy mustache time with the wifey….pretty please throw in some thigh kisses 😍 yum yum» - @itsjustmyfantasyroom
Warning: Fluffy family stuff. But also a smut. Do NOT read if you’re under the age of 18! Oral (female receiving).
A/N: This is for my Sonnyverse ( which I’ve created with the lovely @sweetcannolicarisi )
Sonnyverse masterlist
Dominick Gabriel: 6 years.
Matteo Lucas: 4 years.
Giovanni Elijah: 2 years.
Angelina Maria: 6 months.
One of the best ideas Sonny had in years was growing out his mustache, well, he grew out a full beard and mustache while he was off work in the running up to your fourth child, and first daughter. The boys loved to see their dad sporting a full face of hair. And your baby girl seemed to love it too.
The only annoying bit was when he decided to shave the beard. You had begged him to keep it, but he had simply replied that it would not look good with the uniform, «I can keep the mustache, but the beard has to go doll», he had said.
You had been pouting the entire day, even the kids started to notice. «Mama, why are you sad?» Giovanni asked, crawling onto your lap as you sat on the couch. Looking at your youngest son you gave him a small smile and cuddled him. «Your dad removed his beard this morning before going to work. So he’ll be looking a little different when he comes home», you explained, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.
«Daddy did what?!» Dominick, Sonny’s carbon copy and your eldest son, exclaimed, walking in being followed by your mother and your middle son, Matteo. «Daddy cut his beard», you explained, getting up to hug your mother and your sons. «Hey ma», you murmured.
«Why?» Giovanni asked, sucking his thumb, a habit you and Sonny had tried to get him off. «Well. Daddy didn’t think it would look good with the uniform», you said.
«That’s silly», Dominick commented, which made you and your mother laugh. «It is silly. We should tell him that when he comes home. But remember, he’ll look a little different when he does get here, so there’s no need to be scared okay?» you said looking at the three boys. «Okay», they all agreed.
…
You had been bouncing Angie that morning, trying to get her to sleep a little longer, so she had seen him get a shave, even if she didn’t understand what was going on.
So when Sonny got home that afternoon the little girl squealed and bounced in your arms waiting for cuddles. «Hey princess! Did you miss me?» he murmured, taking her off your hands. «Hey doll», he added. «Hey», you replied, giving him a quick kiss. «How was work?» It was a question you always asked him, but it gave you a small insight to what his day was like, where he could choose how much he shared, and he was often picky when the kids were around. «It was good. Got enough to take it to trial», he murmured, trying to occupy the attention of your daughter.
«Daddy why did you shave your beard?» Matteo asked, looking at his dad. «Work wouldn’t allow it how it looked», Sonny replied, ruffling his second oldest son’s hair.
«But we liked the beard. It made you look cool», Dominick noted. «Did you? I’m sorry bud.» It made your heart soar to see how well Sonny was with the kids. Always hands on with them when he was home. The boys absolutely idolized their father, Matteo and Giovanni saying they wanted to be cops just like him when they grew up which just made you chuckle. Those two were troublemakers for sure, so you always joked that troublemakers didn’t become cops, in which your husband replied with «They become firefighters», which was a little jab to your older brother who was a firefighter in Chicago.
…
You had finally managed to get all four of the kids to sleep when you plopped down on the bed, yawning. «Even with help from Ma, and whenever you get time, I’m so tired in the evenings», you murmured, looking at your husband, «I wouldn’t change it for the world though, I love them.» You didn’t even want to begin thinking about a life without the kids, or without Sonny. To you, the best decision you had made was kissing Sonny that summer night after you graduated.
«I wish I could be home more, but between work and night classes, there’s not enough time.» He sighed, looking at you. «It’ll all be worth it when you pass the bar, babe», you noted, taking his hands in yours.
He nodded slowly, before pulling you in for a kiss. «You’re too good for me doll», he murmured, pulling you to straddle his lap. «Well, I did marry you didn’t I?» you mused, suppressing an oncoming giggle as the mustache tickled your neck. «That you did, and I’ll never thank my lucky star enough for bringing me you!» he exclaimed, kissing the exposed skin.
Pushing him to lay down, you were about to move down his body when he stopped you. «You told me how much you loved the scruff», he murmured, smirking. «Oh, so you were listening?» you retorted, raising an eyebrow. «Don’t be a smart ass, doll, it doesn’t suit you», he groaned, getting you on your back. «I thought you loved my ass.» That made him groan again.
You laid flat on your back, smiling cheekily up at him as he rolled his eyes at your comment. «I’ll fuck you later, if that’s what you want, but right now, I think I’ll show you that I can still make you feel good with my mouth», he growled, trailing kisses down your body slowly, making you whine. «Shhh, doll, you’ve got to be quiet», he murmured. Nodding your head you, bit down on your lip in anticipation from what was to come.
«Sonny please», you whined. «Please what doll?» He asked, but he knew what you wanted. «Please, I want your mouth.» Looking at him, you ran your fingers through his hair. He absolutely loved when you did that, which was one of the reasons why you did it, to spur him on.
He let out a small groan and delved in, attaching his lips to your clit as he sucked the ball of nerves into his mouth. «Hmm. Feels so good Sonny», you mewled, biting your lip to stop the oncoming moan.
Entering one finger, then one more, Sonny looked at you, a smirk etched on his face. «Y-you’re enjoying this aren’t you?» You asked as he pumped his fingers inside you. «Oh I really am», he murmured, blowing on your clit before moving his lips back over the nerve. His mustache creating a burning scratch which you knew would stick for days, but you didn’t care.
Your orgasm was fast approaching at this point and you tried your best not to scream out in absolute ecstasy. «Shhh, doll. Fuck I can feel you clamp down on my fingers. You’re close aren’t you?» he murmured from in between your legs. «Yeah», you whimpered, tossing your head back.
Scratching his mustache over your clit while pumping his fingers into you drew you closer, and before you knew it, you were clamping your hand over your mouth to stop the oncoming moans.
Sonny lazily fingered you through your release before pulling his fingers out of you and plopping down on the bed next to you. «I will never get tired of that taste», he murmured, licking his fingers clean. «If you ever shave your mustache, I’m divorcing you», you said, trying to regain your breath. «Sure you will doll, sure you will.»
This stems from a conversation my friend Dani ( @itsjustmyfantasyroom ) and I had after I shared this post with her on discord 🥰
“Babe? I’m headed to work! Your ma is coming in 30 to help get the boys to—”, you let out a scream as you saw your husband, electric razor in hand and a clean shaved face. “Are you okay, doll?” A look of worry gracing his face. “Wh—what ... did you ... do?!” You gasped, pointing at his face, tears slipping down your cheeks. “Why are you crying?” He was biting back his own tears as he put the razor down and moved over to you, wrapping you in a tight hug.
“Daddy why is mommy crying?” Matteo asked, looking at his father, “what did you do?!” He added, gasping in horror.
Pulling away from Sonny you scooped down to pick up your son, hugging him to you. “I don’t understand. Why are you two talking about?!” Sonny asked, still none the wiser at your outbursts.
“The moustache, Sonny. Why did you shave the moustache?!” He knew you loved the stash, so the fact that he had just gone ahead and shaved it without as much as a warning, didn’t sit right with you. Of course, he’s his own person, and if he wanted to change something he was allowed to, you wouldn’t stop him, but if you had known, you would have taken more advantage at the time you had before he got rid of it.
“It was time for a change, doll. I didn’t know you liked it so much”, he confessed. “I hope you’re joking. Matteo go to the living room and wait for nonna, mommy needs to talk to daddy”, you said, putting your 5 year old down.
Waiting until your son was out of earshot you turned back to your husband. “You know damn well I liked the moustache Sonny”, you said, crossing your arms over your chest. “I—shit, I’m sorry, doll.” You shook your head, “too late now. Shit, I’m gonna be late. Be safe. I love you.” Leaning up you pressed a quick kiss to his lips before turning on your heels and running out the door.
A/N: If you have any suggestions on what other first I should do, please dm me and I’ll make it happen 🥰 Also this covers the blowjob square in @thatesqcrush‘s kinktober bingo (eventually 😅)
You never really fought, it was more often than not small disagreements that you later resolved. To be honest, neither of you liked to raise your voice at the other, having seen and heard enough of that growing up.
The disagreements were usually over one or the other being late for a scheduled date, or forgetting to call back, usual new relationship squabbles.
Life with Sonny, after you had moved in together had been hectic and eventful to say the least. You both worked long days, him as a mechanic at his uncle’s auto shop, where he would more often than not work double shifts, and you, working in Manhattan as a magazine editor. You both tried to have a somewhat flexible routine at home, whoever made dinner that day wouldn’t have to do the dishes but would have to make the breakfast and lunch for both for the next day, and the one doing the dishes would have to also do some laundry. It was switched up of course, and you didn’t do laundry every single day, it was mostly once or twice a week depending on how much laundry there was.
Coming home from a particularly hard day at work you poured yourself a glass of wine and started on dinner, hoping to have it done by the time Sonny got home. He had texted you saying he would be on his way in at least 20 minutes.
It was one of those rare days when you could have some time together just the two of you before going to bed, so you found it odd when Sonny went straight to the bathroom to shower. Deciding to let him finish you did the finishing touch on the dinner and plated it, waiting for him to join you.
Dinner was quiet, only light conversation between the two. You knew something was up, but it wasn’t the best tactic to press him about it.
He let out a small grunt of appreciation upon finishing the food before getting up and putting his utilities in the sink. Leaning over, he pressed a small kiss to your head before going straight to bed, leaving you there none the wiser.
Finishing another glass of wine quickly you went to get ready for bed. If he was going to just leave it like that, so would you. Sure he had a bad day, he was allowed to have that, but seeing as your day was pretty bad too, it really didn’t help.
You had just settled down in bed when you felt Sonny’s arms trying to pull you closer. So he’s too tired to do what he promised, but not too tired to get handsy? you found yourself thinking as you pulled away from him. He was persistent however and tried again to pull you close, so instead of falling to the floor like you would have if you slid away from him again, you got out of bed.
«Doll? What’s wrong?» he looked up at you as you stood there. «You promised you’d do the dishes and laundry when you got home today Sonny, like it says on the planner», you stated, crossing your arms over your chest. «Look, I’m so tired—», he starter, «And I am too, but you promised Sonny.» You were glaring at him at this point, feeling all the anger from the day seeping out. «It was such a stressful day today at work, I’ll do it tomorrow doll, now please come back to bed.» he tried his best to coax you back to bed with his smooth voice, but you stood put. «Do you think I’ve had it any easier? Do you think my day has been that much better? I came home from work exhausted and still did my part of the deal», you spat. «Come on, doll, I didn’t mean it like that!» He was sitting upright now, looking at you. «I’m gonna go sleep on the couch. Good night Dominick», you said, and with that you stormed out of the room, slamming the door in the process.
…
The next morning you had left by the time he woke up. No goodbye or see you later. Not a single word. You were still too annoyed at him. Maybe not as mad as the night before, but still, not ready to forget.
For the second day in a row it proved to be a difficult day at work, nothing seemed to go right. Copier breaking down, angry coworkers yelling, phones going off every few seconds. You could only let out a sigh of relief when you finally got to leave.
Rushing home you poured yourself another glass of wine before throwing a round of clothes in the washing machine. You needed clothes, soon. After that you put everything in the dishwasher and then started on dinner.
You had just started on dinner when you heard Sonny enter the apartment. His head was hanging as he walked in pressing a kiss to the back of your head before grabbing the apron you had given him when you moved in together. «Oh so now he wants to help», you muttered. «I’m sorry doll.» he was barely audible. «Save it, I don’t need help», you said, not even looking at him.
There was a long silence over the room before Sonny slowly took the apron off, leaving the room. You hated being mad at him, but you were tired and mad from the day, and the fact that you had been fighting the night before, and slept on the couch, it didn’t help your mood towards him.
Sonny seemed to thread carefully around you for a while after that, not sure how to act or what to say. You hated the silence and wished he would say something, anything.
After another hour of silence, where you sat on each end of the couch, reading, Sonny broke the silence. But instead of speaking, it was the faint sound of him trying not to cry. That sure caught your attention. Placing your book down on the coffee table you leant over to him, grabbing his hand in yours. «I’m s—sorry doll. I should’ve done what you asked yesterday», he said through sniffles.
Seeing him so broken up cracked at your heart as you found yourself leaping into his arms, hugging him. «Shhh. Baby, it’s okay, I shouldn’t have escalated it», you murmured, caressing his back with one hand while the other raked through his hair.
«I tried to hurry home today so I could do everything before you came home, but then I got held back.» He had wanted to make it right. «And then I saw the wine, and you’d done the dishes. I wanted to do something to help, but you didn’t want help so I figured I’d go do the laundry but you’d done that too. I felt so useless, I figured you would soon realize that you didn’t need me, and that you would leave me.» The word vomit took you by surprise and you pulled away slightly to look at him.
«Sonny», you murmured, lifting his head so he could look at you. «One little fight isn’t gonna break us up. Hey look at me. if last night taught us anything, it’s that we should be better at communicating, instead of blowing up we should talk to each other. Yes I was hurt last night with how distant you were towards me, especially cause I kinda needed you. But we’re both allowed to have bad days without the other making it worse. I should have seen that you didn’t have a good day instead of shouting at you. I’m sorry babe», you confessed, caressing his cheeks.
«But I—», he started only to be shut up by you kissing him. It didn’t take him long to kiss you back, his hands on your waist as he pulled your top over your head. A moan escaped your lips as he found the weak spot on your neck. «Hmm», you murmured, pulling at his t-shirt.
Sinking to the floor in front of him you started tugging on his pants. «Doll I—you don’t have to.» smiling at him you successfully managed to pull his pants and boxers down. «How many blowjobs does it take before you stop telling me that babe?» Wrapping your hand around his member you started slowly tugging up and down, dragging moans out from your boyfriend.
«Feels good doesn’t it babe?» you asked, licking a broad stripe up the underside of his shaft. «Mhm.» he moaned, «Feels amazing doll.» The sounds coming from him only made you wetter as you took him in your mouth. One had rubbing what you couldn’t fit while the other played with his balls.
You knew he wouldn’t last too long but you were adamant on dragging it out as long as you could. «D-doll, shit, that fe-feels good», he moaned, restraining himself from bucking his hips up. Looking at him through your lashes you popped him out of your mouth with a loud pop, fisting his member while pressing soft kisses to it. «Oh shiiiiiit», he moaned, throwing his head back in pleasure. «Yeah? Like that?» you asked biting down on his hip bone. «Yes, please, more. Let me cum», he cried out.
Sitting up on your knees, you grabbed his face with one hand, pulling him towards you, lips locking in a passionate kiss as you dragged him closer to release. He let out moans into the kiss at the feeling, his hand drifting down towards your bra to unclasp it. You knew he was close by how he was clenching. «Where do you want to finish hmm? On my chest? In my mouth?» your voice was teasing, and it drove him mad. «Mouth, please doll», he pleaded, letting out a sigh of relief when you wrapped your lips around his member again.
You took him in as much as you could fit, your cheeks hollowing as you gagged on him. That was all it took as he cried out in ecstasy, releasing hot ropes into your mouth.
Pulling off him you showed off that you had swallowed before sitting back and wiping your chin. «Shit, doll, that was amazing!» he said in a breathless tone, trying his best to regain himself. «Yeah? Think you can recover from that?» you teased, squealing when he pulled you closer. «Give me a minute or two and I’ll fuck you into the next year.» He growled, attacking your neck with kisses and bites. «Now that’s something I’m not gonna argue about!» you giggled, kissing him passionately.
You had never really done it. Well, you had kinda experimented in college, but never gone all the way. It had mainly to do with your faith, that and, none of the boys were Sonny. That boy had set your standards way to high! Even long before you started dating, Sonny had been a perfect gentleman. You’re cold? here’s my sweater. You need someone to walk you home? I’ll do it.
Not only were your standards too high, but you wanted it to be meaningful, sex without love was just that, sex. You wanted it to be mutual love and a connection there.
You had felt just that after only a few months with Sonny. Of course you had known for years that you loved him, but now that you were together, you wanted it to be the right time for the both of you.
After six month together you decided to go on birth control. You wanted your body to be ready for when you would eventually get in bed with Sonny. Not to mentioned it helped ease the cramps you felt when you got your period.
You knew Sonny had some experience. He had been dating girls on and off since he was 16. It didn’t bother you, he was a teenager, he had needs. But you would lie if you said you hadn’t been jealous every time you saw him with one of them, or if he was sporting a hickey every now and again.
Knowing that Sonny would take it slow with you, you started dropping hints. And quite frankly, it was driving him mad.
«Sonny?» you said one night as you sat watching a movie in his room. «Hmm?» he asked, looking over at where you sat next to him on the floor. Without saying anything else you kissed him, your hands finding their way to his hair. He didn’t miss a beat as he started kissing back. One hand at the base of your neck, the other at your waist as he pulled you closer to him.
Crawling into his lap, you straddled him, biting down on his bottom lip. Grinding down into his lap elicits the loudest moan, making you freeze. It wasn’t that it wasn’t extremely hot to hear him do that, but anyone could be hearing them if they walked into the house, and you didn’t want to get caught. «Baby you’ve got to be quiet okay?» you cooed, leaning your forehead on his. «It just felt so good doll, I’ve wanted you for so long», he murmured, trailing kisses up and down your neck. «Think you can be quiet for me baby?» you ask, waiting for him to nod his head before you start grinding on him again.
You would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous. But you couldn’t wait any longer, you wanted him so badly. Pulling his shirt swiftly off, your breath hitched. His chest was toned, and you felt your jaw go slack at the sight. Sure, you’d seen him shirtless before when you would all go swimming, but in the time since you got together, he had gotten fitter, and it was really showing.
It took you a bit longer to collect yourself at the sight in front of you. Pulling your dress off over your head, Sonny let out a groan. «You’re so beautiful doll!» he said, his hands going everywhere. You had dreamed of him touching you like this. Of course some times when you were making out, his hand had gone under your shirt, but it had never escalated from there.
Getting up from the floor you held your hands out, signalizing that he should get up too, and he did. Are you sure you want this doll?» he asked, wrapping his arms around your waist. «I do», you purred, placing kisses across his chest. You felt a surge of braveness as you trailed the kisses downwards before you were knelt before him. «D—doll?» he was breathless as he looked at you. «I want to Sonny», you murmured, hooking your fingers in the waistband of his sweats, pulling it and his boxers down in one swift movement.
He was big and you bit your lip thinking about how it would feel when he filled you. Wrapping your hand around the base, you slowly started to stroke him. If you though he was loud when you had been grinding down on his clothed erection, you were not prepared for the sounds coming out of him now. He was moaning, fists clenching, eyes closed. «Shhh. We’re gonna get caught baby», you hissed. «S-s-sorry doll, it j-just f-feels s-s-so g-good!» he stuttered.
Wrapping your lips around the head, you started bobbing your head slowly, taking a little more of him every time until you felt him in the back of your throat. He tried so hard to be quiet, and you’d give him that, but the way he sounded was really boosting your confidence, not to mention it was making you extremely wet.
Pulling completely off of him, your hand went back to rubbing as you licked a broad stripe up his length, eliciting another loud moan. «Sonny», you warned, glaring up at him. «Sorry. Please don’t stop», he murmured, biting his lip.
You knew he was close by the way he was flexing his thighs. Pulling away again, you stayed on your knees as looked up at him. «Doll—», he started as you reached behind you, unhooking your bra. He groaned again, helping you stand. Pulling you in for a searing kiss, he lifted you up by the back of your thighs, walking you over to the bed before laying you down. «I need you Sonny», you whined, slipping off the flimsy lace material that had been covering your center. You had really planned this out. He let out a groan as he looked at you.
Laying down between your legs, he licked a broad stripe up your center, making you moan. «Oh Sonny», you whimpered, covering your mouth to hide the sounds. He smirked, teasing your neglected clit. «Stop teasing, please», you whimper, your hand going immediately into his hair. «Shhh doll, let me take care of you», he murmured, easing one finger in before another, going at a slow pace.
He went on for a couple of strokes and lick until he felt you clamping down on his fingers. «Sonny», you moaned, trying hard to muffle the sound. «Shhh.» his voice is soothing as he pulls away, kissing upwards. You let out a shaky breath when his mouth went around one of your nipples, sucking on it while his fingers peaked and twisted the other. «Baby please. I need you», you purred, biting your lip.
Moving his mouth over to the other nipple he administered the same treatment to it as he had with the other, his free hand cupping the first to tweak and pinch it. You grew frustrated. «Sonny. Please», you whimpered. «You ready for me?» he asked, looking at you. «Yes.» you sounded breathless as you spoke, pulling his face up so you could kiss him.
Hovering over you, he dipped his head, capturing your lips again. «Condom?» you asked, looking at him. «Yeah hold on», he murmured, leaning over to the bedside table, pulling out a squared plastic pack. You looked at him as he opened it, pulling out the rubber before he slowly rolled it on.
«Tell me to stop and I will», he murmured, kissing you again. «Okay», you respond, breathing slowly, biting your lip.
He started slowly, pushing in carefully. The pain taking over as you whimpered. «Sorry baby», he mumbled, kissing you as he bottomed out. You felt like you would explode, but as you slowed your breath, the pain subsided slowly. «You can move now baby», you whispered, hands running up and down his back.
Pulling out almost completely, he kissed you as he pushed back in. He did this a couple more times before finding his pace. «Oh shit baby—», you moaned lowly, pulling him in for a kiss to silence his louder moans. «T-that f—. F-feel s-s-so g-good!» he moaned, sucking on the skin of your neck.
The pace didn’t have to be fast, all you could care about was the intimacy. The feeling of him filling you up made you see stars, and you wished you had done this sooner. You felt yourself high on the feeling, and on the sounds he made into your neck.
Braving yourself, you pushed at his shoulder and moved with him, straddling him when her laid on his back. «Doll», he moaned. «Shh baby, you’ve got to be quiet for me okay.» he nodded at that, but you knew he wouldn’t be able to keep that promise.
You started slowly, moving your hips, your hands resting on his chest. «Hmm, feels so good baby.» he groaned at a particular buck down onto him. «I’m not going to be able to last that much longer», you murmured, to which he responded with a moan. Clamping a hand over his mouth you gave him a warning look.
Sitting up, Sonny wrapped his arms around your waist. «S-s-so — shit — close doll!» he moaned into your shoulder. «Let go baby», you whispered. Feeling him let go triggered your own orgasm, and you kissed him passionately as you rode out both climaxes.
As you laid back down Sonny pulled out of you and discarded the condom before getting back into bed with you. «That was amazing doll», he whispered, pulling the cover over you both. «Yeah, I wish we had done that earlier», you responded, rolling over to kiss him.
The next morning you had waken up early, hoping to sneak out before his family saw you. You had lied to your parents and said you were staying at a friends house, but you figured they might already know.
Getting dressed, you leaned over to Sonny, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. «I’ll see you later», you whispered, getting a soft yes in return.
You had almost made it to the front door when Bella stopped you. «Leaving so soon (Y/N)?» she asked, a smirk on her lips. «Can you please keep this to yourself?» you asked, pleading that she wouldn’t tell her sisters or parents. «I don’t know (Y/N). Gina and Theresa would love to hear this», she said, a smirk playing on her lips.
«Gina and Theresa would love to hear what?» came a voice from behind you, Theresa. Groaning, you turned to look at her. «Hey (Y/N), I thought you left after your bible study last night», she added, smirking. «Tessa!» you hissed, hiding you face in your hands. «Damn! Intense study session huh? You’ve got something on your neck», she teased.
Letting out another groan you shot them a dirty look before pushing past them and escaping out the front door. You couldn’t take their taunting anymore, but you knew they would mention it the next time you saw them. All you could hope for was that they wouldn’t tell their younger sister, or parents. Lord knows you couldn’t face their parents if they found out.
