#ari levinson drabble

[lanabuckybarnes]

BABYGIRL, Challenge for you:

Slutty little Drabble, kinky and the first character you think about.🤭🤭

| CottageCore | 18+ MINORS DNI

Everyone Knows to steer clear of the small cottage in the woods. Everyone except the Princess. Now she must deal with the consequences of her own actions — not that she’s complaining.

[More from Beast!Ari]

✧ Pairing ✧ Beast!Ari Levinson x Princess!Reader

✧ Warnings ✧ Size Kink, Dom!Ari, Rough PinV sex, Unprotected Sex, Dacryphilia, Breeding, Dirty talk, Squirting, Dumbification, Overstimulation, Belly bulge, Cum swelling, Knotting, A little Aftercare but definitely not enough for what you’ve been through - Any more lemme know!!

✧ Author Note ✧ Ohhh bbg thank you for the request, I’ve got a lil something for ya ~ ALSO my first time writing for someone that isn’t a Sebby character but @buckys-wintersoldier will tell you I have been OBSESSED with this man, I’ve written so many little drabbles about him and annoyed her with them 🤭🤭

✧ Word Count ✧ 799

Skirting about the palace halls unseen is virtually impossible when you’re 7ft tall. Yet Ari does it effortlessly. Each night since you invaded his cottage some time ago, professing your name and title he’s come for a piece of you. And every time he’s left you writhing underneath him.

You slipped on the silk sleep gown, sighing satisfyingly at the feeling of it draping down over your bare ass before slipping under your heavy sheets. Your eyes tugged downwards with sleep when the soft nocking has them snapping open again.

You should’ve been more embarrassed at the feeling of your slick arousal coating the tiny gusset of your thin panties. Behind the door, in all his glory was The Beast. Or as you’d come to find he preferred, Ari.

You’d heard stories of Ari from when you were a wee one “Don’t go into the cottage in the woods” this and “there is a hideous creature who calls that place home, people who have gone seeking it have not returned” that. You didn’t think the man eyeing you like prized venison was ugly at all, he was huge; his thin shirt ripped and ragged, barely covering his corded muscles each time he moved a little, the coarse hair over his chest and arms making your mouth dry.

Then there was that thing between his legs. You didn’t think you could ever go back to another man after Ari had plunged himself into you the first time, almost splitting your hungry snatch in two. That definitely wasn’t ugly.

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“Ari! Ari Ari” you moaned like a madman, hips pushing back to meet every one of the beast’s delightfully hard thrusts, tears flowing down your cheeks. His huge hand clapped over your mouth, thumb running up and down the bridge of your nose soothingly.

“Gotta be quiet little queen, don’t want the king to hear you” he snarled, sharp canines nicking the stretched skin of your neck as he pulled your face back.

For someone so concerned about your father hearing you both he certainly didn’t care about the loud squeaking of your thick mahogany bed, the headboard thumping dents into the wall it rested on. No, it was his beastly nature to have full control over you, that meant subduing your noises when he saw it fit.

Every time his thick, heavy cock pulled out a stream of your juices squirted onto the steadily soaking sheets, your walls singing at the small reprieve before squealing again when he speared it back in. Your cervix was most definitely bruised, the pain was almost too much for you to bear each time his plush tip kissed it.

“Aughh little queen, nothing but a village whore for your beast’s cock. What would your kingdom say when I pumped that belly full of cum, giving you my cubs…mmm shit squeezing me, you want your belly swollen because of me?” He groaned animalistically, his free hand pressing down into your tummy. His pace slowed for a second, a whimpering sound falling from his lips before he pulled you up into his chest, his paw for a hand grabbing your clenched one and pressing it to where he just had.

When you felt it you came undone, his head poking against your belly each time he sunk in; it was too much, far too much to hold back.

“Mmm flower you’re milking me, you like the feeling of me in there? So deep in that little body…fuck…oh little Queen beg for my come, beg for it inside that little womb” Ari’s voice wavered, his thrusts increasing to an almost impossibly fast pace and leaving you almost completely dumb with overstimulation.

“Want you cum Ari…fuckfuckfuck! Please Ari need you to swell me up please please ahhhh” you screamed, uncaring of volume as you came again with Ari, your vision going white as he held your body still, strumming your little clit as he filled you.

His hand moved with yours, running it over your now swollen tummy. His knot sitting thick and heavy at your entrance stopping any of his thick cream from slipping out.

He lay you on your side, his heavy body plastered on your back, his lips kissing up your neck before licking at your ear.

“Good little queen, all swollen with beast’s essence, make adorable babies…keep you to myself and make sure my queen is happy for the rest of her life” Ari mumbled, his settling finally and his arms holding you tighter.

You weren’t sure how much of it Ari meant, was it just talk from his high or was he planning on giving you everything he proclaimed? You weren’t sure and you were too dumb to think right now, but the thought of living in his small cottage away from the limelight, having his babies. It made you safe.

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[babyjakes]

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | fucking machine

pairing | porn director!ari levinson x pornstar!reader

warnings | reader is an amateur pornstar, ari is her beloved director. emphasis on safe/consensual sex practices (safe word mention.) mild dom!ari vibes. foreplay: nipple and clit play. fucking machine. spitting. orgasm permission + she comes :D

word count | 1,049

thinking about porn director!ari helping you, his favorite little star, take the machine for the first time 🥺 maybe you're fairly new to the line of work and you've only done tamer shoots so far. this is your first taste of intenser porn elements; you're just trying it out with ari before going through a proper shoot with cameras and everything because you're not sure how you'll take it or if you'll like it

ari is super protective of you and wants to make sure you're safe throughout the entire process. he insists it's just you and him because he doesn't want any outside pressure or elements potentially making it hard for you to advocate for yourself or ask to stop if you need to. you trust him so much, he's been so wonderful to you and you feel so much safer knowing it'll be just you and him in the studio 💕

he gets everything ready before you arrive, arranging a comfy leather chaise for you to lay on and setting up the machine/testing out to make sure it works. he gets lube, a few different toys in case you'll want them, and clean up/aftercare stuff all set out as well. he told you to wear whatever you want, whatever's comfy. when you arrive in a simple t-shirt and sweatpants, he thinks you look so adorable and perfect just the way you are 🥺

he sits with you for a little while beforehand, talking you through everything that'll happen so you understand the machine and there'll be no surprises. he makes you feel so safe and supported, reminding you several times that you can stop at any time, making sure you remember the safe word, etc. he's smiling so big at you when you nod to let him know you're reading, "i'm so proud of you, sweetheart. i promise we'll make it feel good. and if you need anything, you just let me know. that's my job, i'm here to make things easy and comfortable for you"

he has the machine close enough so he can sit on the edge of the chaise there with you and adjust it as necessary. when you're ready, he lets you undress and lay back. he just has such a way of making you feel so secure around him, he's smiling so sweetly at you as he takes some time to rub your thighs, easing your legs open as you relax for him. he takes plenty of time loving on you the ways he knows you love best, gently playing with your nipples before moving down to rub your clit a little bit

"there we go. just relax for me, angel," he's coaxing you as you grow warm and wet beneath his fingers. "gotta get you nice and ready, princess. that feel good, right there? you can tell me what you need, honey. i'll take care of you." once you're adequately warmed up, he pulls away and preps the silicon attachment with lube anyway, just to prevent any friction or discomfort. "you ready, sweetheart? just remember your word, okay? the moment you say, we stop." your enthusiastic nod and gentle smile convince him you're ready

"okay baby, here we go. gonna ease it in," he explains as he gently extends the rod up to press the tip of the dildo against your leaky hole. "bit of a stretch here, deep breaths," he talks you through it as the rubber object is slowly but steadily worked up into you. "good girl, almost there," he hums as he reaches a good stopping point, making sure the thrusts won't push in too far or hit your cervix painfully

rubbing your inner thigh soothingly, asking, "you ready for me to turn it on, princess? we'll start slow, but it'll be intense. you just let me know if you need something on your clit- sometimes that helps with the pressure"

he starts you out on the lowest setting, watching carefully to see how you react. your immediate soft moans and melting into the couch are good signs hehe 🫶 his face is beaming with pride as you lie back and let the machine fuck you, watching as your eyes roll back slightly and your legs tremble as they fall to either side

"g-god," you're groaning as you're pounding steadily, "you should've l-let me do this sooner"

he's chuckling as your words are distorted by the rhythm of the machine. "i needed to make sure you were ready, pretty girl. and look at you, you're taking it so well," he knows it drives you crazy when he talks to you like that, and it's working alright!!

"m-more," you're soon begging, "faster, p-please!"

he can't help but laugh lightheartedly a bit more at your enthusiasm and impatience, nodding as he bumps you up a bit in speed. you let out the sweetest, happiest sighs as the repeated pounding rocks the entire couch. wanting to make the experience as good as possible for you, he goes back to cupping your tit with one hand, patting lovingly over your swollen clit with the other. his added stimulation makes your body jerk and writhe weakly, broadening his proud smile

"go ahead, baby. take what you need. you want it faster?" he asks as he twists and tugs at your hardened nipple. your pleading nod prompts him to boost you up another few notches, the machine growing a bit noisier as you're now fucked a bit more forcefully. wiggling yourself down a bit, you dare to let the tip of the rubber cock hit up perfectly against your weak spot. the build-up to your orgasm seems to happen over the span of mere seconds, but ari sees it happening

"p-please, i'm gonna-" you're panting weakly as you teeter towards the edge. he knows you so well, he can somehow tell exactly what you need to get you there. he brings his hand up, spitting on his fingers before slapping them down over your clit, rubbing in furious circles

"go ahead, baby. you've been so good. you can go ahead and come," his permission is all it takes- you come right then and there on that massive rubber dick as it pounds you into oblivion, ari's skilled fingers carrying through the wonderful high 💕

[eccentricallygothic]

Patience

Pairing: Daddy!Ari Levinson | Brat Baby!You.

Description: Ari decides to actually act upon his literal threats of ‘teaching your ass a lesson’ this time around.

Warning(s): D/s dynamics, ddlg, power imbalance, meanie Daddy!Ari, bratty!you, allusions to spanking, size kink, strength kink, begging, humiliation, rimming, ass fingering, age gap (reader is 20’s and Ari is near 40’s), possessive!Ari, dirty talk, brat taming. Minors do not interact. 

Type: Request (anon), here.

Note: Unedited because it's 5am and I have class around 10am. Forgive me for any errors. Hope you like it <3

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Your hot and pouty face was buried between your arms that were folded ‘petitely’ over your boyfriend's work table even though you were anything but. “Daddy, please!” You whined and tried to shift in his beastly hold only to fail yet again. “I already said I was sorry and I already got a spankie!” You kicked your foot and complained like you had any power against him. 

Ari's rough fingers only groped your stinging ass cheeks harder as he kept them spread apart for his experienced tongue to keep torturing your quivering pucker. “Nah, today is the day, baby. Buckle up” his words made you whine even louder than before and you puffed out your cheeks, your hips struggling to break free from his tyrannical grip. 

“But I already said I was sorry!” You were a sensitive little thing that was used to being spoiled and treated like you were the reason the sun rose everyday, not getting your way or being rough handled was not something you were particularly accustomed to. Especially not at the hands of the grizzly kneeling behind you. 

“As you have a million times before” Ari simply responded before the sharp tip of his tongue ran around your rim again before he probed the opening that was tightly wrinkled shut. As if the tiny stretches he was causing weren't uncomfortable and humiliating enough, the recent spanks on your ass made it even worse. You had no idea how, but the jerk had even managed to spank your poor little backdoor. He was lucky you loved him. “But today is the day punishment will actually teach you something, you little brat.” 

You huffed and shook your disapproval out through your body. “Daddy, you're being so mean!” Your eyebrows were furrowed but you dared not look behind and at him. You were not allowed to do so, as he had ordered you to look ahead when he had begun. “It's not my fault those little boys look at me! I only have eyes for you!” You heard his snicker of disbelief.

“Yeah, right–” your eyes widened when you felt him heatedly spit on your asshole, clearly further instigated by your words, before one of his fingers began to push against your virgin rim. 

“DADDY!” You panicked but Ari was unbothered. “Oh, no!” Your face burnt hot in humiliation but that didn't stop your pussy from tearing up. 

“Oh, yes” Ari's guttural voice was quiet as he leaned in to lick at one of the many fingerprints he had left on your ass cheeks, the digut he had inserted in you now knuckle deep. His thick beard tickled your sensitive skin where his tongue touched you. “Only have eyes for your old man, huh? Is that why you go bowling with your silly girlfriends in those cute little shorts, hm?” He gave you a good few jabs so you would feel his knuckle butt against your rim. “Tsk, like I don't know about those foolish little boys following you around like dumb little mutts.” Okay, maybe you did like the attention. 

“B- But that's not my fault, Dada! I only want you!” That was true. “You know it!” It was the reason why you liked to rile up Ari like this. Especially during periods when his stupid work took nearly all his time.

Ari began to pull his finger out and your ass humiliatingly squelched. He stopped when only the tip reached your rim. You whimpered as your pucker clenched in discomfort. “Too bad that is not going to stop me from breaking this–”

“Daddyyy!” You whined when his finger began to push into you once more.

“– bratty little ass in like I should have a long time ago” you shuddered when he added some tongue to the finger fucking. “Maybe you will finally learn some fuckin’ patience when you limp all over the place like a sorry little baby slut.”

Oh dear, oh dear.

You had a long evening to go.

And a lot of begging to do. 

.

[onsunnyside]

So I stumbled over this and I just... Can you imagine cam daddy!Ari and shy!reader, coaxing her to do a stream with him, just so he can show off those big hands? Reader would be doing him such a big favour, her face won't be in it, he'll just touch her a little, "That's fine, right, bunny? Can you do this favour for me, I promise I'll be gentle..." (he adds "at first" quietly to himself because MMMPH he'd go wild for her eventually)

this is going in the fic 😵‍💫 what if I just… post the masterlist so all the asks are easy to find 🌚 totally not bc the fic is coming soon

it's the first time you're on camera, but you aren't showing your face. Just dressed in a cozy sweater and fuzzy socks, biting on the hem of your sweater to hold it up and "show everyone your pretty cunt, baby." You watch yourself through the screen, you can't read the comments without your glasses so Ari does it for you: "they're talking about how cute you sound, how small you are compared to me... someone asked if I have to force myself into your little hole."

"H-He does..." You manage, whining when he pushes away your hand to rub your swollen nub, his fingers slowly thrusting into you, "he sometimes goes slow, but I-I like it when it hurts."

"She cries when it's just the tip—it's 'cause I tease her." His beard brushes your cheek, his lips pressing soft kisses along your tear-stained skin, "she's just my little baby, my sweet dummy. Crying when daddy won't fuck you, rubbing your face all over my cock when you're needy," he laughs at a comment, "yeah, yeah, she gets real dumb. Can't even remember her own name."

He curls his fingers and hits that spot, and you cry out, your sweater dropping from your mouth. You almost fall over right there, but his other arm keeps you up and pinned against his bare chest.

"No, you won't see her like that tonight. This is just a test run, seeing if she likes it." He talks as if you aren't there, trembling on his fingers and making the most pathetic sounds. He lifts your sweater and places it between your teeth again, giving the viewers that filthy view of your drippy pussy, "and you like it, baby? You like all these people watching you cum all over daddy's fingers?"

[sweetsbfreex]

who loves you

summary: a four month long situationship with Ari goes south when you see a text you shouldn't have

pairing: college!hockey player!ari x situationship/fwb!reader

warnings: none?

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Fuck. You felt refreshed and blissed out as you sat up and stretched. Watching Ari’s bare, fit body disappear into his bathroom. 

It always surprised you how he showers without his phone because that meant he showered with no music. You couldn’t imagine taking a shower without music, how else would you fulfill your popstar dreams. But alas, Ari was different from a lot of the guys you’ve previously been with. 

You drop back against his bed, smiling at the ache between your legs. Ari was a lot of things and a sex god was definitely one of them. 

The incessant buzzing from a phone..his phone jerks you from your blissed out state.

Bzz-bzz

Ignore. 

Bzz-bzz

Ignore.

Bzz-bzz

Okay, what the hell?

You grab his phone beside you, it comes to life when you lift it. 

Joy ;)

—Meet you in the parking lot after? My place?

—I’ll wear the special panties with your number on them

You squint as more texts roll in. Special panties? Her place? The fucking winky emoji by her name?

What. The. Fuck. 

You stare in disbelief for who knows how long, feeling a little hurt and naive. 

“Why is my phone in your hand?”

Ari stands at the end of his bed. A towel wrapped around his hips as he runs another through his shoulder length hair. Your eyes can’t really help to worship the droplets over his chest. 

“Who’s Joy?” You push out the question. 

You can see something change in Ari as he walks over and takes his phone from your grasp. “None of your business, why are you snooping around”

You scoff, “I wasn’t snooping! It kept buzzing and I thought it was an emergency or something. Who’s Joy?” you question again, annoyed at the way he’s avoiding your question. 

“I don’t appreciate you looking through my phone. And she’s none of your fucking buisness, so drop it”

You stare up at him, subconsciously lifting his sheet to cover your bare chest. 

“You’re having sex with other people?” you accuse, and deep down you're confident you know the answer, but that naive part of you is hoping it’s all a misunderstanding. 

“And if I am? We’re just fucking around too. Are we not?”

Your breath stutters at his admission. Although the two of you have never stated terms of this…relationship, his actions have always spoken louder than words. Everyone thought the two of you were together. Even though he’s never formally asked you to be his girlfriend, you always had an inkling that he would at some point.

Your stomach flips thinking of his protectiveness over you, the way he’d always pay if he was there, and the way he goes out of his way to check up on you after his practices. Or the way you’re always there for him at every game, his number and name on your back as you cheer him on. 

Shit, even the sex was anything unlike a pair of friends. It always felt intimate between the two of you. Your toothbrush stood next to his in his bathroom, and yours, for Christ sakes. 

“Are you being serious right now?”

Ari shrugs. Fucking shrugs at your question.

“Y/n, I don’t understand why you’re upset. In no way have I ever committed myself to you.”

That stings. 

“You really don’t see it, do you?” You mutter, trying to blink away the tears forming in your eyes. 

“I don’t.” 

“Fuck you, Ari.” You seethe, dressing yourself with speed. “Have fun with Joy.” You tell him, buttoning your jeans, and gathering your shoes in your hand. Anything to get out of this humiliating scenario. 

You shove your way past Ari’s confused figure. Which stops you as he grabs your elbow, “I’m not understanding what the big deal is? You’re telling me you haven’t been sleeping around.” 

You remove your elbow from his grasp, “No. I haven’t. And if I did, I’d at least have the decency to let you know.” And with that, you’re out of the room. 

Ari stands there for at least a minute, disgruntled and confused with what the fuck just happened. He shakes his head trying to figure out whatever the fuck he was missing. 

-

“You’re a fucking idiot, a moron if you will. Maybe a dodo would fit better?—” Ransom laughs to himself as relaxes in his spot in the frats living room, snacking on his favorite biscuit cookies. 

“Ran,” Steve interrupts the way Ransom isn’t helping. Softly shaking his head in reprimandment. “Now isn’t the time.”

Ransom only shrugs, and looks back to the television. 

“I hate to say it, man. But Ransom is right, the only answer was in front of you the whole time.” Sam tosses in his opinion, clapping Ari on the back.

“Well what the fuck is it? Why is no one saying what I’m missing?”

“She likes you, Levinson.” Bucky answers, walking through the living room and out the door, his key to his motorcycle swirling around a finger. He didn’t need to know the full conversation to know what exactly was going on. He would’ve stayed to watch the aftermath, but he had a certain spicy redhead waiting for him at her apartment

Ari doesn’t mean to sound dramatic, but he quite literally feels the world tilt on its axis at the discovery. He’s admired you for a while, but never in his mind did he think he was the right guy for you. He’s seen the guys you’ve dated before and they were the complete opposite. 

Intelligent, brainy, in tons of clubs, they wouldn’t do stupid shit like fighting on ice skates because it’s fun. They were guys who any mother would love.

Fuck. He can’t believe this, there’s no way. 

“What—“ 

“Dude, you can’t be so blind, to not see how in love with you she basically is,” Ransom says around a mouth full of cookies. “The sex is probably great, but you think a chick like her is gonna wanna be around you without an ounce of admiration.” 

“I think what Ransom is trying to say is: there’s a lot of telling that y/n has feelings for you, and I’m pretty sure her getting offended that you’re sleeping with other people is a big one.” Steve says. 

“Fuck.” Ari groans, running his hand down his face and over his scruff.

“How would you feel if y/n told you she was screwing someone else?”  Sam asks. 

“Livid.” 

Sam snaps his finger pointing at the dark look already on Ari’s face. “There you go.” 

“Fuck. She’s not even answering my calls. What the hell am I supposed to do?” 

“Give her time to cool. If anything, maybe she’ll be at the game?” Steve offers.

“Maybe,” Ari mutters.

-

But you never picked up a single call and for some reason, even picked up that Ari thought of swinging by your apartment. You had texted him to leave you alone.

And then Saturday rolled around…

-

“How long have you been into hockey? I’d never take you up as a sports girl. Sorry that sounded terrible—“ 

“It’s okay, Jake.” You laugh. “Not until this year, you’re right I’m not really into sports at all. What about you?”

“I really got into it with my dad, we used to watch every game together if we could,” he smiles at the memories. 

“That’s really sweet,” you smile back, placing your hand over his. 

Jake Jensen is a computer science major you befriended over your French class last semester. But the both of you basically ran in the same social groups, leading to you guys staying friends. 

When talking about the upcoming game, you had let it slip that you passed the deadline to donate your ticket, and couldn’t find anyone to sell it to. Leaving you to go to the game alone or getting a strike. 

Jake was kind enough to let you join him. You would’ve joined Natasha and the others, but it felt too weird to you and you wanted no chance running into Ari. Especially since you weren’t wearing his jersey like you usually do. 

You haven’t spoken to him all week, minus the small text you sent, and you refused to. Even though he had tried non stop to run into you on campus. 

“Have you—“ Jake starts, but is interrupted by the commentators introducing the team. Everyone stood up and cheered at the sight of the school’s players. 

-

Ari skates out with a smile on his face, lifting a hand in the air as he waves and joins the line of his teammates. As he does so, he tries to find you, but it’s hard to distinguish you among the wave of people in the stadium. Especially since you weren’t seated in your undesignated-designated seat closer to the rink. 

But he shakes it off, putting himself in the right mindset for the game. 

-

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for our favorite time of the night: THE KISS CAM!” 

Some players skate and others like Ari, watch the Jumbotron during the brief break.

The first is an elderly couple, then a pair of random strangers who kiss under the playful pressure, two pairs of students, parents with their children who dramatically gag. That makes everyone chuckle, including himself.

They go around the stadium one last and he cannot fucking believe it. His hand becomes around his stick.

He can feel his teammates staring at him in sympathy. But Ari cannot look away from the Jumbotron. 

The first thing he notices is your flustered smile, that you came to the game sans his jersey, and the most noticeable of all is the dork sitting next to you with his arm behind your seat, looking just as bashful.

He’s livid. You’ve been avoiding him all week, probably doing who knows what with this guy. 

-

“You know what you gotta do,” teases the commentator. You laugh behind the back of your hand. Jake sits beside you just as flustered, scratching his eyebrow with his thumb.

In no way is he against kissing Y/n, but he also doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable. 

“C’mon folks!”

You stare at Jake, shrugging a shoulder in question. Jake only smiles back before sitting up straighter. The both of you go to lean in. Your lips press softly against his until a loud smack of temper glass breaks it up. 

The two of you jolt away at the sound of a disgruntled voice. You look to see Ari, “hey!” His voice booms. “Back the fuck off my girl!” 

“What— who is he?” Jake’s eyebrows knit together as he points towards the enraged giant pointing a menacing finger towards him. 

“An asshole who doesn’t know what he wants.” You answer, shaking your head towards Ari before you place a kiss on Jake’s cheek. 

You watch as Ari stands behind the plexiglass. And even though you’re about eight rows back, you can see the confused and upset expression on his face. A pinch in his eyebrows and a pitiful glare in his eyes. 

“I’m really sorry about that, Jake.” 

“It’s nothing, don't worry.” He smiles, “Do you want popcorn or anything?”

“Sour patch kids, if that’s alright.”

“No problem.”

You look at anywhere but Ari during the rest of the brief intermission. 

-

Ari 🏒🦁

—Meet me outside the locker room

—Please?

You sigh as you grab your stuff. Just before the two of you reach outside the stadium, you gain Jake’s attention. 

“I’m really sorry to cut our hangout short, but I had a lot of fun. I just have to handle something really quickly.”

Jake tries not to show the disappointment on his face, “I’m gonna rightfully assume it has something to do with that ‘asshole who doesn’t know what he wants’?”

“Unfortunately,” you smile ruefully. 

“Okay,” he nods his head. “I hope everything goes well. I’ll see you around?” 

“Definitely,” you hug him before you make your way outside the doors of the locker rooms, with no trouble which you can guess is because of Ari. 

You smile awkwardly at the glances of Ari’s teammates. You hate that everyone has seen that happen and you assume most of his teammates know the intimate details of what’s gone down between you two. Which only adds another layer of unnecessary awkwardness. Time passes before you feel a light tap on your shoulder, looking up to see Steve at your side, a timid grin. 

“The locker is all cleared out, he’s in there waiting for you.” 

“Thanks, Steve.”

-

“Ari?” You walk in to him tying his sweatpants.

He turns around with a mournful look on his face. His sweatpants low enough that you can see the bands of his Calvin’s; he’s shirtless so his six pack is on display and glistening from his shower; his hair is disheveled, but the ends still curl at the ends; and he has a towel thrown over shoulder. 

You can ask any women how they could not be hung up on a guy as attractive as him. 

“Hey,” he sends a small smile, making his way towards you. 

“Wait—“ you interrupt, “We cannot have this conversation if you’re shirtless.”

He won’t argue, but he does as you’ve said and throws on some ratty t shirt in his locker. He sits on the bench in front of his locker, patting the spot next to you. 

You sit beside him, making sure to keep some distance between you two. 

“I see you’re not wearing your jersey?” 

The audacity of men will always surprise you.

“Your jersey and is that really the first thing you want to talk about?” 

“You’re right…” warily his hand grabs yours and when he sees you won’t retract from him, he brings it his plush lips. “I’m really sorry, Y/n. Seriously.”

“What you said Sunday was totally uncalled for and spiteful— and where do you get off announcing to practically the whole state that I'm your girl? And You embarrassed poor Jake for nothing.”

“It wasn’t for nothin’ and the douche will be fine.” He staggers at the fire in your eyes. “Sorry, I’m sorry.” 

“That seems to be the only thing you can say,” you huff. You turn to him, needing to know the answer to this. “Are you really sleeping with other people?”

He notices how small your voice is as you ask. 

He sighs and looks down for a little, before tightening the grasp of your hand. “I was.” 

You stand up while trying to get Ari to let go of your hand. The last thing you want is for him to see the tears begging to fall. 

Ari stands with you in haste, bringing his other hand to palm your cheek as he looks down at you. Those piercing blue eyes saying so many things at once. “Was. I was. Listen, I haven’t slept with anyone else other than you since last month. It was a moment of weakness and you can’t be mad at me for it. We’ve never made anything official, baby.” 

“Do you even care about me? At all.” 

It feels vulnerable and desirous, but you’re unsure how you can continue without asking. 

“What? Did tonight not show you that?” 

You go to argue, but he cuts you off before you can start. 

Both his hands cup your face while his thumb draws circles on the apple of your cheekbones. 

“I love you.”

Your breath picks up at his admission. 

“It’s been months coming, but you gotta know since our first night together I haven’t slept with anyone other than Joy and that was only once. And I didn’t think I could tell you because.. I’m just not the guy you typically go for, Y/n. But I guess that was my own insecurities playing a part of that. I’m rambling and i probably sound like Steve after he takes one hit. But I promise I’ve admired you for so long and it has never been just sex to me. I don’t want my stupid mistake to get in the way of us trying correctly this time.” 

You swing your arm over the back of his neck and pull him in a kiss, your other hand fists his shirt. 

He lags at first before his brain catches up and he’s kissing you back harder. He tilts his head just a smidge like he always does and one of his hands comes up to cup the back of your head. You feel his other hand cup the side your body. His hand roams up and down before he’s slipping it behind you to squeeze your ass. You moan into him, pressing your body closer to him. 

Both your breaths pick up and you know you need a breather. So you pull away in a blur. 

“I love you too.”

He smiles at your admission. One of those adorable, rare smiles not many get to see from the broody man. 

You smack his arm and he grabs it with a questioning look. 

“But I’m still really pissed at you and I’m not letting you off easy.”

“Even if I ask you to be my girlfriend?” He snakes his brawny arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he ducks to kiss your cheek. 

“Even then,” you giggle, turning his head for a kiss. “And that’s a yes.” 

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a/n: it's been so long, hi!!! sorry i disappeared

if you enjoyed pls don’t forget to reblog or give feedback 💗

[buckyscombatboots]

꒰ঌI’ll wait, Angel໒꒱

Pairing: Boyfriend!Ari x Virgin!Reader

Warnings: virgin!reader, no p in v, size kink, scent kink, reader is waiting till marriage, coming in between her folds, mutual masturbation, cunnilingus, overstimulation, fluff, mentions of Hockey player!Ari, Beefy!Ari (6,4), Soft!Ari, sickeningly sweet

Nicknames: Angel, Doe eyes, Doe, Bambi

Word count: 2.1k

A/N: This idea came from @junipermuses when she wrote this request 🫣

༻𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭🎀༺

“I Need you Angel.” The desperation in his tone is unmistakable as he tosses down his gym bag and hockey stick at the entrance of the bedroom. His hair is still a little bit damp from the shower he routinely takes after practice and he seems exhausted, yet his wandering gaze full of lust tells a different story. You let you own eyes wander, raking your gaze over his exposed beefy arms and then further down to his grey sweatpants where a prominent tent is forming between his thick thighs.

You lean over and place your phone on the nightstand, picking up the two bunny plushies Ari had bought, Hops and Thumper, and also placing them on the nightstand, but making sure to turn them around. They didn’t need to see what Ari was about to do to you “How was practice?” You ask innocently as Ari stalks closer, peeling off his grey sleeveless crew neck, throwing it in a corner of the room.

“It went well. Curtis got knocked onto his ass by Bucky, he was pissed. Steve’s been teaching Buck to be more assertive, he almost kicked all of our asses today.” He recounts in a low whisper, crawling across the mattress towards you. He looms over you, raking his eyes over every part of your exposed and unexposed skin; he licks his plump, pink lips like an animal preparing for a meal. His eyes linger at your clavicle and neck before falling to the swell of your breasts, then down further to your hips and exposed thighs. “I outskated Steve today, probably a fluke, but it felt good to finally have a one up on him and Ransom didn’t show up again, he’s gonna get kicked off the team at this rate.” You chuckle at Ari’s small victory, he’s always trying to one up Steve. They act like siblings half the time.

“I’m glad you had a good day. Wish I could have seen Steve’s face when you beat him.” You knew you’d congratulate him better later on, but at the moment Ari seemed preoccupied with his own mission. He runs his giant hands over the white lace that borders the camisole tenderly, before moving to stroke across the silky baby pink material of the rest of the nightie tracing the outline of your body with his hands till he reaches the hem half way down your thigh.

“It was great. But do you know what’s better? You. Your body. I’ve been thinking about you all day, Angel, and to come home and see you in the middle of our bed—in this sexy little chemise is making me feel even better than when I won against Steve. I need you so badly, little Doe.” Ari growled, his large hands bunching your night dress at your hips—as he bends your knees so he can open your legs—revealing your lacey, white underwear with an incriminating damp spot on the silky fabric. Ari takes two fingers and teases at the wet patch, pressing and stretching the fabric with his fingers. He sandwiches your clit between your fingers squeezing it lightly, before rubbing his thumb against the covered button making your insides ache at the promise of the fact that his thick, deft fingers would soon be plunged deep within you. You squirm away slightly from his pleasurable touch, covering your face with your fisted hands and attempt to close your thighs around him. Ari only needs one of his powerful hands to keep your thighs open as he uses his other hand to take a handful of your ass and drag you back towards him “Don’t run from me, Doe eyes. Take all the pleasure I give you.” He pulls you panties down and tosses them to join his crew neck in the corner.

His fingers stretch your tight hole and he inserts them, you’re soaking for him “So tight for me, Angel, always so so tight even when you’re naughty little hole is dripping for me.” He cooes, angling his fingers to rub against the sensitive spongy spot within you. He targets that spot as he fucks his fingers into you. Your pussy sucks his fingers back inside as he pulls them out, not all the way, stopping when the tips of his fingers are the only part remaining inside you. You let out a choked needy sob; pushing your hips against Ari’s stationary fingers, beckoning him to move. “Please Bear!” You keen, your core fluttering around his fingers. His cock twitched at the nickname and he obliges driving his fingers back into you with the addition of another, the burn his thick fingers stretching you open made your nerves buzz. The heat in your tummy builds until your body convulses as you reach climax. Your back arches off the bed; you grab at the pillows behind you squeezing them in your tight grip, your knuckles turning white as you wail and hump his still postponing fingers “So good Ari” you choke, coming down from your high. He takes your hand into his, placing a kiss on the promise ring on your finger and brushes your soft skin against his beard.

“I’m gonna fuck your folds now, Angel, okay?” He thinks for you, running his bulbous, leaking head through your silken folds. Ari bites his lower lips in concentration as he holds the fat base guiding his length, using all the willpower inside of him to not slip inside you. Just imagining how tightly your precious little hole would clamp around him was enough to push him near climax “God, Angel, I can’t wait until I can actually put it in you. It’s gonna go so deep, it’s gonna fill your tight little hole so well.” he briefly rubs the head against your clit and you whimper at the teasing motion. He moves forward slightly, just enough to rest the base of his cock at your enterance and hover his whole cock over your stomach “Fuck. It’s so big compared to you.” Ari holds your face in his hand, the cool metal of the promise ring pressing against your hot skin as he does, and strokes his large thumb over your reddened cheeks. He lowers his face to yours and places a gentle kiss on your lips “I bet you can’t wait either, right my sweet Angel?”

You run your tongue over your lower lip and nod timidly “Can’t wait to be with you forever.” You whisper next to his ear, nuzzling your nose into the area under his jaw, the edge of his thick beard tickling your cheek; you take a deep breath in letting the scent of Ari replace all the oxygen in your lungs. He smelt strongly of magnolia and vanilla, with a tinge of musky sweat that remained from hockey practice. The image of Ari in his hockey gear enters your mind; his muscular frame straining against the mesh of his jersey, the size of his already big hands exaggerated by the bulky, padded gloves—you remember the time he let you try them on, two of you fingers fit in one of the finger holes— Going to any of his games was a struggle, he always had you sat in the front and you had full view of your boyfriend as he glided across the ice with ease; dominating the rink and intimidating the other team, when he came at them at full speed while defending. You could barely focus on the game, only on the face Ari made whilst in a state of extreme focus—it made your whole body burn seeing just how skilled he was, just how hot he was in his gear. Your mind elsewhere, as you wonder about which jockstrap he was wearing under all those layers.

You’re pulled out of your fantasies, by Ari pinching and twisting your nipples that had stiffened into hard peaks. You whine as props himself up on his knees and slots himself fully between your legs, Ari pulls down both of the straps of your nightgown and holds your breasts in his two hands “Perfect size Angel. You drifted back to me from your little imagination yet?” Your moan in response doesn’t satiate him “Speak to me Bambi.” He demands. That nickname… all because you looked like a newborn deer when he first tried to teach you to skate.

He squeezes the soft, warm flesh of your tits in his hands “Ari, want you to move pleaseee.” You cry rolling your hips into his dick that’s resting between you puffy folds, he obliges dragging his length through your dripping lips his heavy balls slapping against you ass as he quickens his pace, ensuring the head of his cock stimulates your throbbing pearl with every thrust. Something about the debaucherous wet sounds of his cocksliding through you folds made it all seem so sinful, you were so happy that Ari was surprisingly fine with waiting till marriage to go all the way with you; but by God if he didn’t make it hard with the way that he completely destroyed you without ever even entering you. Your thighs shake slightly and jostle into Ari, he hisses in response “Bear, are you okay?” You ask, moving your legs away from the spot they had just come in contact with.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Bucky just bashed into me a little too hard during practice” your eyes glance down at his hip and you see the beginnings of a bruise blossoming on his slightly tanned skin “Don’t worry I’ll be fine, you should worry about yourself right now though, Bambi.” Ari’s thumbs roll over your pebbled nipples as he rolls his hip slowly, relishing in your soft moans before driving his hips into yours vehemently a growl leaving his lips when he catches on your hole, it doesn’t slide in only nudges it and you wail in response the action making you even more plaint under his touch and stokes the pleasurable fire, burning hotter and hotter inside you.

You feel Ari’s cock twitch as he rubs against your clit. He takes his length into his hand, fisting his cock as he rubs your clit with his other hand. Your eyes glaze over as you feel the pressure building in your belly yet again. You whine as the coil within you breaks, raising your hips off the mattress like a woman possessed, and shoving your face into the pillows to muffle your cries as your legs shake with the pleasure wracking your body. The sight of you coming undone below him sends him over the edge, Ari throws his head back “Fuck fuck fuckkk.” Letting out a guttural string of curses as he comes, hot ropes of cum spurting out onto your mound and in between your folds. Through hooded eyes he looks down at the mess he made, smirking at the glistening white come decorating your cunt

“So beautiful Angel, like heaven.” He groans, Ari’s head dips between your legs, as he begins to lick and suck the mess of both your arousals out of your cunt; the bristly hair of his thick beard scratching the supple skin of your inner thighs as he laps at you. His tongue grazes your sensitive clit and your hands fly to his hair in an attempt to pull him away from the area; but he takes the bud into his mouth and sucks, looking up at you through his lashes as he does. You gasp as he suck’s ferociously at your clit, you can’t take another orgasm but you were still overly sensitive from your last orgasm. He burrows his tounge inside your, devouring your still clenching hole moaning as he slurps and sucks yours and his juices. He returns to your clit, flicking his tongue against the abused nun before taking it back into his mouth. You see plasmic stars burst behind your eyelids, turning everything behind your eyes into a white abyss as you squirt on his face. He lets go of your clit with a pop, a devilish grin spreading across his reddened, wet lips “You’re sensitive aren’t you little Doe.” Your head is so addled by pleasure that you barely hear him, but you squeak out a yes and he rises from the apex of your thighs and lays down on the bed beside you. He cuddles you close to his chest and uses his long arms to retrieve both bunnies, placing them above your head on the pillow. Ari strokes your hair with his hand as you nudge impossibly closer into his hairy chest, breathing in his scent trying to memorise it.

His warmth envelopes you completely as you lock your arms around his strong back, brushing your hand over the corded muscle of his broad shoulders “I love you, Bear.” Your whispered confession muffled by his chest, he heard you.

“I love you too, and I’ll wait as long as you need, Angel, even after marriage. Whenever you’re ready.”

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[buckymorelikefuckme]

so while sitting at the golf range, i saw a man walk by with his dog—a dilf type of man—and it got me thinking…

ari levinson x fem reader

idk the word count bc i wrote it on here but it’s not too long, i promise! **18+ ONLY** for implied size kink and mentions of praise kink and illusions to filthy thoughts ok thank ♡

you huff and stomp your foot after swinging and missing the ball, yet again. why is golf so hard? and why is the ball so tiny? it hardly seems fair to have a club that long and such a small target to hit.

you try to focus and remember what little you learned before coming to the range, but it’s sweltering out and you’re frustrated, so all you want to do is throw your club as far as possible. at least then you’d get something on the green.

someone clears their throat from behind you.

“what?” you snap as you spin on your heel, the glare you had ready to aim at the person smoothing out quickly once you see them.

it’s a man, tall and broad and tanned and very shirtless, torso glistening with sweat amidst the hair on his chest. his shaggy hair is tied back messily and his cheeks are ruddy beneath his beard from the heat.

“hi,” the man greets with a grin that has your tummy fluttering. “i was walking by,” he continues, waving at the sidewalk several yards away (which is another thing—what’s with golf courses being in the middle of neighborhoods?!) and you feel slight shame at having been caught throwing a fit. “saw you were having some trouble and thought maybe i could offer my help.”

you bite your lip. “that’s kind of embarrassing,” you mumble.

he shrugs. “everyone has to start somewhere.”

and that’s… actually very true and also terribly kind of him to say, so you agree to let him give you some pointers. he tries by just telling you how to fix your stance and your grip, all from a respectable distance, even going as far as showing you by mimicking it and how to follow through on your swings. but after you still keep missing the ball entirely or only hitting it a few feet and veering sharply to the right, he clicks his tongue, pursing his lips in thought.

“would you be okay if i show you in a more, uh, hands on way?” he asks.

you simply shake your head in response, because if you opened your mouth right now you’d probably start begging, and not just for golfing tips.

he approaches calmly, stepping up behind you. his body heat in proximity to yours doesn’t help with the summer sun beating down on both of you, but you can’t find it in you to really complain, especially as you hear him take a breath before he finally wraps his toned arms around you.

“left hand here,” he instructs, voice low in your ear, “right hand below it, yes, there you go. keep this arm straight, okay? like this.”

he does a few fake swings with you, his hands wrapped around yours. it’s damn near impossible to pay attention, but you’re really trying your best. mostly.

“okay, now, keep your eyes on the ball when you swing. don’t look out to where you want it go, just keep looking down at the ball. alright?”

you turn your head, looking up and meeting his eyes and your breath hitches when you exhale. he’s so big, easily dwarfing you with how close he is to you, the smell of his sweat hitting your nose and, instead of finding it gross, you find that it has you wanting to clench your thighs together.

“eyes on the ball,” he repeats, sounding a lot more gruff than before. it’s hard, but you tear your gaze away and do as he says. “good. feet shoulder width apart. that’s perfect.”

you fight a shiver and bite your lip again. this is not the time or place for your praise kink to kick in.

“i’m gonna let go and step back, then you can swing. okay?”

you nod, holding your stance and waiting for the all-clear, and when you get it you take a deep breath and slowly let it out, following what he’s told you and swinging… and you hit it straight down the green! it doesn’t go too far, but it’s the furthest you’ve hit a ball yet, and you let out a shocked, happy laugh.

“oh my god, i did it!” you giggle, bouncing on your toes and spinning to face him, catching his stare snapping up from your ass to your face. you’re suddenly extremely happy you chose some of your tightest athletic shorts.

“that was great,” he praises with a smile.

you let out another giggle, this one a bit higher in pitch from your nerves. “thanks for your help. i really appreciate it.”

“it’s no problem at all, i’m happy it paid off.”

“is there any way i could repay you?” you blurt, not wanting to miss the chance at extending your time with him, also not wanting to come across as too eager and missing by a mile.

he hums teasingly, pretending to think about it, then smirks. “how about we start with lunch?” he suggests, eyes roving down your body and back up. “and then i can give you another tip.”

he winks and you burst into even more giggles at the terrible joke, but you can’t even be mad about it. he looks quite pleased with himself at the sound of your laughter.

(and then, later, he looks smug as fuck at the sounds of your absolute ruin by him.)

…OKAY BYE😬😇😅😂♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

[shotgunbunny]

I need outdoor, maybe even hot tub sex with lumberjack!ari like 🫣🫣🫣🫣

༻𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠༺

I'm adding this onto my like real people oneshot bc dark lumberjack daddy needs more screen time 😌

(Warnings!! Dark!Ari!! Smut!! Like a tiny bit of angst but it's not bad at all!! Mentions thoughts of murder from Ari!! Dumbification!! Breeding!!)

It had been 6 months since Ari had saved you from the big bad world and now that it was summer, you craved to be around people. To go outside more and hang around the lake with your friends. Well you're not so sure they were your friends. Afterall Ari knew everything and he said that they were just using your stupidity to laugh at you.

You remember crying all night when Ari had told you this. He soon comforted you though by telling you that he would never do that, that he loved you and he adored teaching you everything he had to offer. You were absolutely smitten for him just as he was you.

Yet you didn't like his rule of not being able to go outside without his permission or him accompanying you. You felt trapped. So everytime Ari got home at the beggining of summer you pleaded with him to take you to the lake to go skinny dipping and everytime you were met with a harsh glare and a spanking.

After two weeks of asking you eventually gave up, his stubborn attitude and the spankings he gave you made you stop trying. This dulled your mood, and you eventually stopped greeting him with cheerful hellos and goodbyes. Instead when he got home, he was greeted with you serving him dinner and then a silent meal. No matter how he tried to converse you simply just gave him one word replies and he knew he had to make this right.

So everynight while you slept, he dedicated 2 hours to building you a hot tub. He put it around the back so that you had a beautiful view of the town from way up here. He was determined to get you to smile again, to get his little Persephone to stay happy and never wander back home.

After 2 weeks of working on it, he was finally finished, June had ended and July had sprang up. It was hot and perfect weather for you to lounge in and pretend you were at the lake. He was going to suprise you with it later today after he had finished work.

With a groan he pulled his arms off your body that was latched onto his, and sat at the end of the bed. He was nervous for today but he knew it would disappear the second he picked up his axe and imagined it being all the boys and men that said crude things about you. He stood up, and began dressing, looking down at you with a soft smile. He would do anything for you and you didn't even know. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and left you some breakfast to eat.

He headed to work and wore a smirk, thinking about the time he went into the town after rumours of you dating the grumpy giant were confirmed. How all the men looked disappointed that you were snatched up by the big bad man rather than them. He could have beaten them up for even imagining you as theirs yet he refrained and instead handed in your notice of quitting work. Ensuring you were completely devoted to him.

God when he got home that day he marked you like a feral caveman. And with those thoughts lingering in his mind he began chopping. All the while you had just awoken and headed downstairs finding breakfast already made. You couldn't help but smile as you felt butterflies errupt in your chest at the sweet gesture.

After cleaning you went for a nap and awoke an hour before Ari came home. You decided you would cook him something nice as a way to say thank you for the treat this morning.

You dressed in a dress that Ari had bought you, it was very short but so pretty. You floated around the house cleaning it wearing only your pretty dress because Ari made the rule that you didn't need to wear underwear in his house because you were his wife and wives didn't need to be so prudish around their husbands.

Ari parked his truck in the driveway and walked down the pathway leading to the house. He opened it and was hit with the smell of steak. He smiled and took his shoes off and headed towards the kitchen, practically floating on the fumes of food and his adoration for you.

He stood at the door was appreciating the view before him. There you were clad only in the dress Ari got you. It was so short he could see the underside of your ass sticking out of it. He watched you place the steak on his place with a happy hum. "This is a great surprise little baby, any reason why?"

You jumped and turned seeing Ari stood there with a lazy smirk on his face. You looked down and blushed as he began to walk to you. You looked up when you heard his heavy footsteps. He stood in front of you and placed his hands on your hips and pulled you closer somehow. Your feet were on top of his and your hips were pressed together. "What's the reason for this baby? Tell me." He feared you had found the hot tub before he could surprise you with it, yet his fears were quickly wiped clean with your sunshine voice.

You beamed at him, "It's for making me breakfast this morning, it was really sweet. I know you're always in a rush for work but it was lovely." He smiled and leaned down placing a gentle kiss on your lips. "Come on baby, let's eat this beautiful dinner you've cooked me."

You both sat down and began digging in, this time there was no silence as you began babbling to him about things you saw on the magazines which Ari got you. He smiled and you began pitching ideas about decorating the spare room into something and all Ari had on his mind in that moment was turning it into a nursery. And then he had his reward for the night. He was going to get you pregnant. He was going to build a family with you, so you couldn't escape.

After you had finished eating and washing the dishes, Ari spoke, "I have a surprise for you little wifey." You looked at him, excitement coursing through your veins. "What is it?" He smiled and took your small soft hand in his and led you outside to the back. You gasped seeing candles everywhere and a hot tub built in the middle with a beautiful view of the town and the woods.

You turned and tackled Ari into a hug. He smiled. "Come on baby, let's try it out." You giggled, "I need to get my swim suit." Ari grabbed your arm and pulled you to his side, whispering in a sultry tone. "You said you wanted to go skinny dipping, So you're gonna strip get in the tub with me." You blushed heavily and began slowly pulling the straps of your dress down before if all was pulled off.

You stood naked before Ari watching as his eyes hungrily devoured you. You flashed him a shy smile and got in the hot tub soon followed by a naked Ari. He turned the bubbles on and you smiled feeling relaxed. "Come here baby, sit on my lap like a good girl." You pushed through the water and straddled him. You immediately felt the tip of his hard cock brushing against your hole and just as you were about to slide against it. Ari pushed your hips down, impaling you on his fat cock.

You moaned and Ari hid his grunt in the crook of your neck, opting to bite into your neck leaving a huge mark. He pulled away and you arched your back as you began grinding. He lowered his face to your tits instantly taking a nipple into his mouth and slobbering all over your tits. He moved you up and down on his lap, pulling away from your tit as he watched your eyes roll into your head. You were already dumb over simply grinding on his cock, so he had to take charge and man handle you into riding his cock.

"Such a good girl. Gonna cum in you baby. I'm gonna stuff you with my kid so that we can turn that room into a nursery. Gonna carry the Levinson name." You whined and babbled at him, yet he ignored you. You laid your head against his broad shouder, drooling from how well his cock massaged you walls. He began fucking into you, and the angle that you were at allowed for you to grind you clit against his pubes. Each rub bringing you closer to heaven.

"Fuck yeah! My little wifey. You're gonna be stuffed forever. With my cock and my kids. I'll get you that fuckin' ring too. I'll get you whatever you want baby." He held you close as he felt you start to convulse, cumming around his cock. He groaned at how tight you are. "Dumb fuckin' whore. We're in public and you're cumming on my cock. Anyone could see you, and you know what I'd do princess? I'd fucking kill 'em. No one is allowed to see you cum but me. Cause you're fuckin' mine."

Your registered the kiss on your head and the gentle murmurs of Ari before you faded to sleep mumbling to him, "lub you awi." He chuckled and replied "I lub you too baby. So much" and with that you closed your eyes and rest consumed you.

You answered him with a babble and unconsciously began boucing your ass on his cock, and with that he came inside you with a grunt and a stuttered moan. Making sure his cock was all the way inside you and his balls were against your ass. You sighed and collapsed on his chest, drooling and dumb. He playing with you hair, holding you close and making sure that you stayed together so that you kept most of his cum in for as long as possible.

[rogerswifesblog]

Hi Vera😘❤️

for your 1k bingo: Ari + sex pollen👀

Imagine Ari being an agent. Ari jokes around and flirts around a lot, which makes you cautious about what comes out of his mouth. Stuff like "you're a peach" "can you help me with this, sweetheart?" "My heart just stopped, you're so beautiful." He would say this to different agents and scientists all day without truly meaning it. But you have a huge crush on him, nonetheless.

Fast forward to the incident, when Ari played around the lab carelessly one day and accidentally caused lab scientists to mix up two dangerous chemicals. And since he's the only one in the lab who didn't have a full hazmat suit on, he inhaled the chemicals (which is sex pollen) and was sent to quarantine. And when his mind is in a haze, the only name that stuck in his head is yours👀👀👀

Does he call you to the quarantine room? Do you perceive his words as a desperate measures or you believe him? Does he tell you about his feelings after the pollen wears off?👀👀👀It's your decision! :3 Surprise me hehehehehe😘😘😘

(And probably the fourth(or fifth?) Time, congratulations on your 1k❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Ari + sex pollen???? Damn👀 an idea I never knew I needed but yeah. Love it.

And thank you sm!🥺❤️

Turns out I’m shit at short Drabble writing so this one is 4 k, enjoy 🤣

All drabbles will be posted with the tag “1 k followers special” just look for it on my blog:)

Addicted to you

Warnings: dub-con (sex pollen), p in v, unprotected sex, squirting

„Hello, gorgeous, how’s your day?“, your favorite coworker asked, not you. He leaned over Mindys table, right in front of you, making you sigh quietly.

Ari was a very friendly and also handsome man. Most agents, especially all women, had a crush on him, even married once.

And of course, you.

You had a crush on your work partner, making your life awfully miserable. At first you actually thought something was between you, a little spark maybe. All the flirting and sweet petnames seemed to be special, right? Wrong. At least to Ari. He called half the agents gorgeous or flirted his way out of writing reports. At this point whenever he came to you, offering his sweet smile and glances, you knew it was for a reason.

"you're a peach" “No, Ari, I won’t share my lunch.”

"Can you help me with this, peach?" “No, Ari, I won’t write your report”

"My heart just stopped, you're so beautiful, peach." “No, Ari, I won’t fall for that. Go get you your own coffee.”

It’s always the same game. Him trying to flirt his way out of something and you having to do everything to not lose your mind over his words. You’d do anything to hear these compliments honestly. Having Ari call you beautiful because you two went on a date and not because he needed something.

At first you had fallen for it, still hoping the spark you felt was real-but then you noticed he didn’t seem to care about his words as much as you did. How many women here thought he actually meant any of it? How many agents had or will have their heart broken because of his careless thinking? Well, you were definitely one, but probably not the first.

“Oh, really? You don’t have to do that, gorgeous, are you sure?” “Oh course, Ari. I wanted to get a coffee anyway, it wouldn’t make much sense for you to walk unnecessarily if I’m already on my way”, said the clearly not suspecting woman. Sometimes you felt bad for them, really, but on the other hand you knew Ari wouldn’t stop his flirting. You tried to tell him to stop, but it seemed like it was a part of his personality he just couldn’t ‘turn off’.

Grinning Ari walked over to your desk, plopping down on it with his ass, nearly knocking over your own coffee, “be careful you imbecile”, you hissed, making the man laugh. “Good morning to you too, peach. I can tell Mindy to get another coffee for you, if you want”, “no thank you, I like my coffee without the taste of slave, besides I still have mine”, with that you stubbornly took a long sip of your coffee, trying not to frown when you noticed how cold it had already gotten. And Ari definitely saw it too, but he didn't comment on it.

“So, what are we doing today? I heard they have something for us in the laboratory?”, he asked instead, leaning a bit closer to you so he’d be able to read whatever you were writing. His aftershave immediately hit you, making you feel lightheaded. God, how could someone smell this good?

What you didn’t know, he was thinking the same about you, not being able to stop himself from leaning a bit further into your personal space and nearly falling from the desk. “Ari, stop that or you might already sit in the chair with me-” “oh that’s not a bad idea, let’s-“ “no.”

He furrowed his eyebrows a bit, crossing his arms over his chest. “But why-“ “Hey, Ari, I got your coffee-and they called you into the lab. They said it’s urgent”, said Mindy, walking up to your desk and giving Ari his coffee. Was her blouse further open than before?

Head shaking you stood up, ignoring that she didn’t even greet you. “Ari, let’s go”, you didn’t let him talk to Mindy anymore, already grabbing his massive biceps and pulling him to the labs. “Wait-I wanted to-” “I don’t care what you wanted to do, you’re here to work and not to flirt” “geez, chill, someone’s got their panties in a twist-tho I couldn’t help you untwist them, peach.” “Ari-”

At this point you weren’t even sure why he was still your work partner.

Just when you wanted to enter the lab someone held you back, one of the interns smiling up at you. “Oh hello, Peter, everything okay?”, you smiled at him, not noticing Ari rolling his eyes when the young man blushed. “I have some documents for you to sign, it’s important”, since it was important you told Ari to go and ask the scientists about the substance they found while you’d sign the papers.

“So, Peter, how was your weekend?” You asked the young man, while sitting down at your desk. He sat down in the chair in front of your desk, looking around your office. Mindy seemed to ignore him, just like she did ignore you. What a bitch. Did she really only talk when Ari was around?

Peter cleared his throat. “It was really fun, we-“ a shrill alarm sounded, alarming everyone to leave the building. Fire? No it wasn’t the fire alarm. You’ve never heard this before. Grabbing petter by the arm you immediately left your office, hearing Mindy's steps behind you. “What’s happening?”, you called out to one of the guards.

“There was an accident in the lab. Some chemicals exploded-“

Your chest immediately tightened. Oh god. Ari. No, no, no. What if he got hurt? What if he- “Miss, we need to go”, your intern interrupted you, pulling you out of the building. “No wait- I need-Ari is still there-”

The whole floor was closed for two days. Two days in which you didn’t know what happened to Ari. You were worried sick-and heartbroken. His behavior may be annoying but it didn’t mean your heart had stopped craving him. It seemed your feelings only grew in the past days.

As soon as you entered the building you went to your boss to ask about Ari, not receiving much information only that he was alive but in quarantine. Did it mean he had a disease? Maybe whatever the scientists had found was incurable?

Again you felt yourself nearly hyperventilating. “Please let me see him. I just want to see he’s alive. I don’t believe it until I see it myself”, you nearly begged with tears in your eyes. Your boss sighed, rubbing the brick of his nose with two of his fingers. “Fine, fine just-stop crying. I can’t handle that”, he mumbled walking you to the quarantine room.

You could see him through a window and your boss was right, he was alive.

But he looked like death was close.

He was sweaty, his clothes soaked and hugging his body like a second skin. His skin was pale. Dark circles beneath his eyes. His wrists cuffed to the bed. God, poor Ari. “What’s wrong with him?” “We don’t really know…He was affected by the chemicals. The scientists said he inhaled them and immediately felt dizzy, hot…started mumbling some nonsense about peaches”, said the man. Just when you wanted to ask something else his phone rang. He excused himself and walked away.

The ringing had caught Ari’s attention. “Peach-peach”, he whined, writhing in the bed like crazy. His wrists were already red and scratched, but it didn’t stop him from pulling at them harder. You swallowed, seeing his wrists bleeding.

“Miss, you’re not allowed to be here”, one of the doctor’s came, pulling you a bit further away from the window. You noticed how it made Ari even angrier than before, throwing himself from side to side. “Bastard! Don’t-don’t fucking touch her!”, he hissed, making you immediately pull away from the doctor who had touched your arm. Ari stopped his movements, his breathing slowly calming down.

You furrowed your eyebrows at that, the doctor doing the same and reaching out to you again, making Ari going feral. Seeing the hand of the stranger touching your skin made him pull at the restraints even harder, till they started cutting in his skin. Not wanting Ari to hurt himself, you stepped away from the man, closer to the window noticing how Ari tried to lift his hand-which wasn’t possible.

“Let me in. I think he…wants my company?”, you mumbled. The man seemed unsure. “We don’t know what the chemicals did to his body-he’s still…unstable. And maybe contagious-“ “Please, I think he’ll feel better when I’m there”, the Doctor sighed and pulled out a key, opening the door. As soon as you walked in Ari tried to pull at his restraints to touch you, which he managed when you sat down at the edge of his bed.

A moan escaped his throat when your cool hands touched his burning forehead. “Oh god, you have a fever-and you’re drenched”, you whispered, wiping away the sweat from his skin. “I’m-hot. Too hot”, he mumbled, sitting a bit up and hiding his face against your throat, immediately inhaling your smell. The soft smell of your peachy parfum. So, so good. So addicting. “So nice…missed you, peach”, he mumbled, his lips touching your throat, close to kissing.

“Ari, you should…you’re totally out of your mind”, you pushed him back into the pillow, turning around to the doctor who was still watching you two. And taking some notes, huh? “Excuse me, could you get me a cloth and bowl of cold water?”, the doctor nodded, leaving you two for a few moments.

Your hand caressed Aris cheeks, slowly brushing down to his chest, his chest heaving uncontrollably, heart pounding so fast you couldn’t count the beats. “I’m so sorry I let you walk into the lab alone. I should’ve known something would happen…”

Ari moaned again, pushing himself into your palm. He felt completely overwhelmed, especially now that you were here. So close. Touching him.

“I’m hot-I want it off-take it off”, he tried to grab at his clothes, pulling them away from his body, but he couldn’t really move his hands. His breathing became even faster than before. You knew you probably shouldn’t act on his words, but seeing his big blue eyes begging you. “Okay, okay, I’ll help you”, with that you started pushing up his shirt, but stopping at his chest. “You’re cuffed-I can’t help much more, I’m-“ “take them off. I don’t want them-take them off”, he started fidgeting again.

That’s when the doctor from before came in with a cloth and water. “What are you doing miss?” “Open the cuffs-” “miss-“ “open the fucking cuffs! Don’t you see he’s bleeding? When will you react?! When he breaks his wrists?!!” You started arguing with him, making the man jump in surprise, not expecting your yelling.

“Fine, but I’m leaving the room.” He only put the bowl with the cloth aside, giving you the key to Aris cuffs. Then he quickly left the room leaving you with Ari behind.

You felt your own hands shake while slowly opening the restraints. Before you could even really let Ari pull out his hands he was already taking off his shirt, not caring about the ripping sound. When you noticed how he tried to open his pants you gasped quietly. “Wait Ari-no-pants no”, you took his hands that were working on his zipper, making him moan quietly while he pushed his hips up into your hands.

It surprised you and you couldn’t stop yourself from pulling your hands away again. “Fuck no-don’t stop”, he mumbled grabbing you by the hips and pulling onto his hips, letting you feel his hard dick throb in his pants. “What-Ari, what are you doing-hey-no”, you swatted his hands away, grabbing the wet cloth and hitting his chest with it.

Ari gasped, his eyes focusing a bit more while he looked up at you, still lightheaded but less than before. “Please-I don’t know what’s happening to me-but I need you-fuck, I need you so bad, please”, he sat up and immediately buried his face again your throat, kissing and sucking at your skin. He was losing his control.

He felt exactly like he felt when the chemicals first hit him.

As soon as he opened the tube, a yellow powder explosion went right in his face. Everything around him started to spin, his vision getting blurred and-he felt aroused. So fucking aroused.

Why weren’t you here? You were supposed to come with him. He needed to see you. No.

He needed to fuck you.

God. He wanted to feel your skin. Your lips. To taste you. He wanted to taste the sweet peachy shampoo or parfum-or whatever it was that made you smell so good.

“Peach-where’s-peach”, he moaned quietly, bracing himself on the table next to him. He didn’t even know what was happening around him. The people calling a code something-and grabbing him, touching him. He hated the touch of these people. He wanted you. “Peach-no-not you-peach-“

“Ari, are you okay?”, when your voice pulled him out of his thoughts he grabbed your arms again. “I can’t control myself-I need you-fuck-please-“, he mumbled close to your lips, already wanting to kiss them, but you pushed him away.

Someone walked into the room again, two doctors you didn’t know. “We found out what it is-but there’s no cure for it”, hearing this made your throat tighten. No cure? “Miss, he won’t die-not if…the person of his desire…helps him out.” You didn’t understand what they were talking about and it was also hard to concentrate with Ari trying to kiss your throat or sucking hickeys into your skin.

“What do you mean help him out? What should I-Ari stop it-that tickles-“, you tried to push his head away, feeling his beard tickle your throat. He whined when you pushed his forehead again, his arms tightening around your waist.

“Miss, we think Mr Levinson was affected by, the so called, sex pollen, a drug making the affected wanting to…breed and reproduce. It won’t stop until he…fulfills his needs.” The doctors words made your mouth immediately feel dry, like you hadn’t drank anything for days.

“I…need to have sex with him?” Both doctors looked at each other, then back at you. “We can probably try to find someone to…help him, but he seems to react to you.”

For fucks sake, why couldn’t he be affected by…something that wouldn’t make him want to reproduce.

Of course you’ve always wanted it, but not like this. You wanted for it to matter and not when Ari was not himself. Drugged.

You swallowed. Then swallowed again.

“Okay…i'll do it, but…can we have privacy? A room without a huge window?”, you asked self consciously, finally letting Ari bury his face further in your neck and cleavage since he definitely heard you agreeing to sleeping with him.

The doctors seemed a bit uncomfortable in this situation. “Yeah this window has curtains. Well let them down and then you can-“ “Yeah I know-just-go. I’ll take care of him”, you mumbled a bit embarrassed and also slowly turned on. How could someone not get turned on when the person they love kissed their throat and cleavage? Or nibbled at your earlobe? Fuck, your panties were probably drenched.

A couple minutes later the doctors were gone, the curtains lowered and some of the buttons of your shirt open, but Ari seemed impatient just ripping the rest from your body, making you gasp quietly. “Ari-“, you moaned, letting him pull you over his lap, his hard dick immediately pressing into your cunt. There were still too many layers between you two, making Ari mumble something unhappily, while he opened his pants, hastily pushing them down.

You quickly helped him out of his clothes, nearly falling from his lap since Ari was so impatient to finally get out of these he kind of got carried away and was close to actually pushing you from the bed. As soon as his body was completely bare he sighed in relief and grabbed your waist, pushing you into the bed. You didn’t had much time to appreciate the beauty of him, before he started hastily ripping your skirt and slipping from your hips, immediately pushing your legs open.

“Jesus-Ari, we have time-”, you mumbled when he immediately tried to place himself between your thighs, his lips still suckling at your throat. When he reached your breasts he bit into the flesh, making you moan in pleasure and surprise. His tongue circled the pink teeth mark, before hastily doing the same closer to your nipple.

When you felt the tip of his cock press against your wet cunt you couldn’t stop the nervousness creeping up inside you. Even though you weren’t able to really admire him you still noticed the size of his cock.

No wonder he was always this…cocky.

“Ari-oh fuck-”, when he thrusted inside your wet cunt you couldn’t stop the moans from leaving your mouth, especially since he didn’t waste time before fucking you hard and fast. His gaze glued to your cunt swallowing his cock, clearly only thinking about his release.

For a moment you doubted even if it really mattered to him who was beneath him. Did he really recognise you as you or were you just a cumdump to him? (Not that you would’ve mind under other circumstances.)

“Peach-peach look a’me”, Ari moaned, grabbing your chin with one hand, making you look into his blown eyes, the pupil completely swallowing the usually bright color. “My peach-mine”, his words were slightly slurred, but it seemed like he meant it. Maybe. Hopefully.

You wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, pulling him a bit closer till your bodies were flushed against one another. “Yes, Ari, your peach. I’m all yours”, you whispered into his ear, not expecting the nearly inhuman sound rumbling from his chest, his thrust immediately quickening, the sound of skin on skin slapping becoming louder, just like the squelching sound from how wet you were for him.

Fuck, it felt so good. He was fucking you like no one else before. His cock was hitting every spot inside you, his pelvis rubbing against your clit from time to time, stimulating you even more. “Fuck-fuck, Ari-I’m close-please-oh god”, as soon as you felt your high approach your nails pushed into the skin of his back and biceps, making him moan in pleasure. The pain felt so good. So, so good.

You were a moaning and shaking mess beneath Ari, while he watched your every reaction. He didn’t know what to say or if he was saying something. He knew he opened his mouth, but the only thing leaving his lips were moans and grunts. He had no idea why he was behaving like this, like…like a feral animal, but all his sensations felt so different, his senses heightened, especially his smell. The smell of you was everywhere, surrounded him, filled his lungs whenever he took a breath.

A few thrust more and your cunt started squeezing him, your walls tightening around him, hugging him like you were made for him. Your mouth was open in a silent moan, your face scrunched in pleasure. He couldn’t stop himself from pressing his lips onto yours, his tongue exploring your mouth. The kiss took you by surprise but you immediately returned it with the same enthusiasm.

Slowly feeling too overstimulated, from having him hit your g-spot over and over again, you felt yourself coming closer to something you’ve never felt before. Not only were you completely lightheaded and cockdrunk, but your whole body seemed to have stopped listening to you. Your legs gave out, your thighs not wrapped around Aris waist like the did before, your arms lightly hanging around his neck.

Ari grabbed your legs, pushing them up to your chest, before continuing his assault on your sensitive spot. The change in position makes him feel even bigger, if that’s even possible. With that he was also now fucking your spot dead on. Your eyes filled with tears, your throat feeling raw from moaning and screaming in pleasure, your whole body useless, just like a doll in his hands.

Before you could react another orgasm rushed over you, this one different, more intense, like never before.

You squirted all over Ari and yourself, your juices gushing onto his thighs and abdomen, a deep growl rumbling in his throat while he pushed his cock deeper into you, grinding against you while you felt him twitch inside you, your walls milking him while was filling you with his cum.

He didn’t stop releasing for a few minutes and you didn’t know if it was because of the drug or if it was just Ari, but when he finally pulled out and put your legs down some of his cum leaked out of you, making him grunt in annoyance and furrow his eyebrows a bit. If you had the strength to do it you'd probably have laughed at his behavior, but your muscles were too sore.

“Come’ere my caveman and stop grunting at my…you know”, you laughed quietly but also a bit self conscious. When he saw your open arms Ari immediately laid onto you, his face pressed into your neck once again. “Mine”, he mumbled barely audible, while you gently scratched his hair and back, noticing the rosy lines you’d left behind.

At that point you didn’t know what to do next. Were you supposed to leave him now? Would he be fine now? But just leaving like that felt weird. Especially since Ari meant to you more than just a friend, way more than that.

A few minutes passed and you noticed how Ari’s body felt cooler now, it even seemed like he had goosebumps. Not wanting him to freeze you grabbed the blanket that was laying on the floor and pulled it over his body. You felt him sigh softly against your skin, cuddling closer into the crook of your neck. It felt nice to have this huge man making himself small to fit into your arms wanting to cuddle.

It also made you think….

Was his head clear now? How would he react? Would he be mad?

“Ari…are you awake?”, you whispered quietly into his ear, hearing him mumble something incoherent back. The corners of your lips twitched while you shook his shoulder again, finally getting him to lift his head. At first he seemed confused, then shocked, then confused again and finally something like..regret.

Oh god, no. He didn’t want it. He regretted it. What if he felt like you- “I’m so sorry you had to do this, peach-I-I never wanted for it to happen like this-fuck. I’m sorry. I’m such an idiot, I shouldn’t have-” “Ari, it’s okay. I understand. You needed it. We can forget it and just think of it as…needs to an-“ “no. We can’t forget it-please don’t make me have to forget it. I don’t want to forget it..”, his voice quietened to the end, his gaze glued to your face.

Noticing your confusion he leaned down, pressing his lips gently onto yours, only in a sweet peck. A soft smile crept onto his lips, even a blush was visible. “I wanted to do all of it with you…touch you…kiss you…taste you…fuck you”, he whispered the words in your ear, kissing down your throat, before lifting his head again, “I’m sorry it happened like this and not how you really deserved it.”

You still were confused, but your chest tingled with hopefulness. “So you mean-you like me?“, to that Ari only laughed gently before kissing you one more time, passionate and loving.

“But never call me caveman again, tho.”

“Sure…..caveman”

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| Savouring Your Taste |

18+ MINORS DNI

Ari visits you, like he often does but this time he wishes for something different — a taste.

✧Pairing✧ Beast!Ari Levinson x Princess!Reader

✧Warnings✧ Dom!Ari, Mentions of Alcohol Consumption, Kinda Desperate Ari (can you blame him), Size Difference, Body Hair Kink (is it a thing? No? It is now), Petnames: [Little Queen, Angel, Pretty Girl, Good Girl],Oral (F), Hair Pulling, Fingering, Maybe a teeny bit Sacrilegious, Cum Eating, Mention of Breeding Kink, Alluding to further activities - Any more please let me know

✧Word Count✧ 1k

✧ Author Note✧ Thank you so much for your support on my Ari work, I love him so much and it fills me with so much happiness to see how much you guys love him too. Thank you for requesting this I had a lot of fun writing it — it even gave me a few ideas :))

He knocks lightly on your door with a pointed claw, the soft tap tap letting you know exactly who’s there. It fills you with excitement at just the thought of what tonight will entail. You move gracefully to the large double doors, swinging open the heavy wood.

Ari stands in all his glory, white shirt unbuttoned most of the way revealing his wide, hairy body, his thighs wrapped in dark pants. He knew what he was doing, the hair that littered his body never ceased to rile you up; during your time with him trapped in his cottage he came to find out just how much you really loved it. Now he does this every time he visits. A dark jacket brings the whole outfit together.

Ari tilts his head at your ogling, a teasing glint in his eyes, “little queen, can I come in?” He rasps, his voice tainted with deep primal need and all he’d seen was you standing there. If people were to see what the beast became infront of such a small little thing, he wouldn’t be the most feared creature of the kingdom, he’d be a laughing stock. He ducks as he steps in, mindful of the short height of your doors. They don’t make them for 7ft beasts in mind.

“You’re early” you announce, turning your attention to the wine jug and chalice.

He doesn’t respond as he shrugs his jacket off and lays it over the high back chair, his deep blue eyes studying your room as though it were his first time being there.

He watches as you turn to him, raising an intricately designed cup in his direction, his hand engulfs it and he takes a sip - the expensive kind, fit for his little Queen.

He lets his eyes fall to your tiny body, in comparison to his at least. Your nightgown rests just below the swell of your ass, the cup that looks more like a shot glass in his hand is almost too big for you. You shuffle over to the other side of the room, swaying your hips a little as you move to your final resting spot, the bottom of your large bed.

Your eyes are locked, lust radiates from your bodies changing the temperature of the room. He moves first, the chalice forgotten on your heavy drawers in favour of resting on his knees in front of you.

Ari takes his time, a large hand wrapping around your calf as his full lips taste your silky skin. It’s unusual, he was never one for taking it slow - the beast part of his brain taking over more often than not resulting in your legs spread wide and his thick length splitting you open mercilessly.

The difference between them setting off fireworks in your brain.

“Ari” you whisper breathlessly, a hand combing through his straw like locks.

“Quiet little queen” sharp canines nipped at the skin of your inner thigh, his tongue poking out to lick the wound sympathetically.

“Let me savour you.”

And savour you he did. Your father always told you never to play with your food but Ari clearly had never been taught the same lesson. Both paw-like hands gripped at your hips over your night slip, bringing you closer to the edge of the bed - your leg seeking refuge over his broad shoulder in order to not fall.

Your idea to forgo panties this evening had paid off. Ari’s nose bumped your mound, atoms above your tingling nerves, his hot breath fanned over your folds.

“Smell good, like fruit.” Ari growled before he sent your body into shock with a fat lick over your pussy, his tongue gathering your slick into his mouth. He smacks his lips over dramatically at your taste, savouring its tang on his tastebuds.

“Why didn’t I taste this before little Queen?” He asks rhetorically and dives in again, from your tiny pucker over your hole before flicking your clit to finish. He savours it all, devouring your pussy. You don’t think there were any words to describe the way he treated your cunt other than devour.

You lost your ability to control your volume at his first lick despite trying your hardest, your sharp pornographic moans shaking the walls but you didn’t care, couldn’t care.

Thick fingers teased your entrance, claws retracted for your pleasure, he wasted no time in plunging deep into your hole, scissoring you open.

“Haah Ari” one look at Ari had you almost coming undone, your eyes rolled into the back of your skull to protect your sanity, your fingers tightening in his auburn locks.

“You like this? Like me licking your pussy? Taste so good, knew these little folds were hiding something from me.”

“Fuck…” you screamed his name in prayer, your gods forgotten about in favour of the one servicing you, a god kneeling between your legs and making you experience heaven, it was no wonder why his name was all you could think of.

“Little Queen is squeezing me, you gonna cum on my fingers? This little pearl is begging for my tongue.”

Ari’s lips sealed around your clit, his hot pink tongue flicking relentlessly. Your brain buzzed with release, your hips rolling up into him, riding his beard like it was your last life line.

“Please Ari” you begged, pushing him closer to your heat with the hand in your hair.

“Cum angel, let me drink up those juices, gimme more” he slurred, pulling his fingers from you and replacing them with his tongue while his thumb rubbed over your puffy clit.

With a final broken shriek your body went stiff, eyes blotting with black and white dots as wave after wave of raw pleasure raked through you. Ari didn’t stop until you were a writhing mess, your thighs clenching the side of his head shaking harshly.

Basking in the afterglow you failed to notice him move until he hovered above you, beard and lips still glistening with your release as he stared down at you wide eyed - animalistic.

His fingers fiddle with his belt, the clanks reaching your ears making you look up. He undoes the button of his fly and zip before pushing them past his thick thighs. His huge cock slaps against his hairy stomach.

“I want you to cum like that again pretty girl, think you can do that?”

Your body shook with overstimulation but your brain preened at the thought, your back arching into him.

“Yes, please Ari.”

“Good girl, gonna breed you so good.”

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | virgin

pairing | daddy!ari levinson x little!reader

warnings | ddlg; daddy!ari is sooo soft the softest ever. virginity loss, not very graphic. stretching ft. ari's 13 inch dick. clit rubbing. cock bulging in tummy kink. lots of praise and encouragement. reader struggles to take him (same girl), cries a little. p in v, protection not specified. ari gives a safeword reminder.

word count | 837

an | written for ari's #1 babygirl @evansbby, who's been very good this year so no need to leave coal (an andy fic lol) under the tree for her!! happy holidays to you friend, i tried to make ari as sweet and soft and loving and wonderful as you always remind us he'd be! <33 hope the 13 inches live up to your expectations, if he's 13 inches soft he's a shower,, right??

Dragging his fingertips over your hipbones, Ari's warm gaze met your own as he whispered one final time, "You sure you're sure, baby? We can always wait. Daddy knows how big of a deal this is."

He had set the bedroom up just right for the occasion, his goal to make the space as safe and comforting as possible. He had lube on hand in case you'd need it, a big fluffy blanket spread out over the bed to act as a soft surface for you to lie on, a candle he knew you liked burning on the nightstand, and everything for cleanup and aftercare set out in advance: a pack of baby wipes, a clean pair of panties, one of your favorite old t-shirts of his that you liked to sleep in, and more. If your daddy was one thing, it was thoughtful, and he had put plenty of thought and care into preparing for your first time.

"'m sure, Daddy," you giggled sweetly, smaller hands coming down to find his. And you meant it; you had been the one to finally initiate things, after all. Ari had been patiently waiting for you to tell him you were ready, never giving you even the tiniest sense that he was getting impatient. He wanted everything done on your timeline, when your heart and body were telling you that they were ready.

The broad man held your hands momentarily, giving them a squeeze as he smiled adoringly at you, "Okay, princess. Just wanna be sure." Gently releasing your fingers to lay on your tummy, he brought his thumbs down to spread your puffy pussy lips open. He had already spent plenty of time warming you up and getting you ready; as he suspected, he wouldn't be needing any help from the lube. "So fuckin' pretty, sweetheart. Look at how wet you are for me, such a good girl." He took a moment to swirl some of your arousal over your perfect little clit, marveling at the way it twitched excitedly beneath his touch.

Steadying his thumb there, he moved his other hand down to line up his leaking tip at your entrance. Pushing his head up against your tiny opening, he sucked in a breath, trying to reel himself in. It was taking all the strength and self-control he had to refrain from sinking himself into you without a care- but your big, trusting eyes blinking up at him so adorably were more than enough to keep him in check. You were his princess, his baby, his entire world; he didn't have it in him to hurt you, no matter how tempting the situation.

"Ready, pretty girl? Take a deep breath for me," his heavy voice guided you as he gently began easing himself in. Immediately, the stretch was nearly unbearable. Little feet kicking weakly, you whimpered as tears welled in your eyes. "You're okay, baby. You're okay," Ari took his time with you, keeping his thumb working circles over your clit to help with the discomfort. "You remember your word, sweetheart?"

"M-mhm," you sniffled, the way you rubbed your eyes so sweetly earning a loving smile from the man. "Keep going Daddy, please. I-I can take it," you promised. As much as the insertion ached, you were determined to be a big girl for your daddy.

Gentle eyes resting on your face, Ari's voice swelled with affection as he murmured, "My baby girl's so brave. Doin' so well, little one. That's it, just keep those pretty eyes on me."

It was a long, grueling affair, each inch of his massive length proving to be harder to take than the last. But through every painful moment, he was talking you right through it. "Doin' so well, sweetheart." "That's it, baby. Keep breathin' for me." "Almost there, pretty girl. Daddy's so proud'a you."

When he finally pushed the last of himself inside you, his wide hips pressing up to meet your own, he brought a hand up to cup your cheek as the rest of his body stilled. As he stood there over you, looking down on your sweat-dampened face, you swore you'd never seen his eyes shine with so much love. "Look at that, sweet girl. So full of Daddy," he crooned with pride, his hand rising from your clit to gently press on the base of your tummy where his cock was bulging from within you.

"S-so full," you managed a nod in agreement.

Barely rocking his hips, Ari was intent on giving you plenty of time to get used to his size. As you lay there on your back, panting from the arduous process of simply fitting his entirety inside of you, your daddy's heart was so full of love and sympathy for you. "My good, sweet girl," he hummed knowingly, wiping a stray tear that had escaped down your cheek. "Don't worry, little one. We'll take things nice and slow. I'm in no rush; the most important thing to me is making you feel good."

[eccentricallygothic]

Idk guys. This is literally Titan Husband Ari Levinson showing you where he is having the castle built for you and your future children to live in after possibly your wedding night. Breathe if you agree, I guess.

[onsunnyside]

Rugby player Ari has a thick dick, nice and pretty and long and intimidating. And his balls are so heavy🥵! So much rumors surrounding his nether region! Until he makes you sit on his lap! And you’re so confused as to what the huge bulge is until he makes you start squirming and grinding that you realize it might not fit! So he has you practice by sucking on his dick and balls. Calling you the sweetest endearments

hold on, bc your prof partnered you two up for a project and you become fast friends, lots of flirting on his part while you ducked down, not used to all of the attention. one thing leads to another and he's your first kiss, then he takes you on a sweet perfect date, and boom !! he refers to you as his girl when introducing you to his friends !! you have no objections ofc and add a few cute emojis to his contact name:

he's so nice and charming, it's hard not to fall for his tricks, but you're so awfully oblivious you don't notice them anyway. oh but you do know all about his skills and the gracious gift between his thick thighs. your friends are determined to know the truth and demand you tell them if it's as big as they heard. truthfully, you wouldn't need to see it to know: you've fooled around, some over the pants touching or his hand up your skirt or that one time you were making out and he pushed you flat on his bed, crawling over you until his hips settled between your thighs.

that's when you knew he was bigger than you thought, heavier too.

at the frat house on a quiet Thursday night, you're perched on his lap while he compliments your new plaid skirt: "you're always dressed so cute, you know that?" he murmurs against your cheek, affectionately nipping at your flesh. "Just wanna eat you up all the time." His thick arms wrap around your waist.

"T-Thank you, Ari." You squirm for the umpteenth time. Those little worries flutter in your head, filling it with stupid what if's: what if he doesn't fit? What if he's too big and you'll never get to feel him that way?

You've fantasized about him every night since you met, had far too many wet dreams and woke up all sticky. You don't know how much longer you'll survive like this. Unbeknownst to you, Ari has felt the same.

He's jerked off to the thought of you, wrote and deleted every sext he was going to send you and deleted the nudes that would follow. You weren't the most experienced and he wanted to respect that, but it was so fucking hard when you were grinding against his cock like it was your job.

For (also) the umpteenth time, he tries to shift you off and onto his thighs, but you wiggle right back when you laugh at one of Sam's jokes.

Once everyone's attention has returned to the big television screen, he grabs your face, his blue eyes flickering to your lips. "You keep squirming like that, and we aren't gonna finish the movie with everyone."

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅?

part 4 of 💔broken family💔

summary - you and ari finally have the talk you should've had months ago.

warning - angst, sexual harassment, swearing, miscommunication, cheating assumptions, heavy conversation.

the gif I use isn't mine, headers by me.

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 5

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

When the morning came, you had woken to your son curled against you. A smile graced your face as you looked down at him, stroking his hair back, enjoying this moment. You didn’t want to think about what you had to do today, but unfortunately, your mind wanted you to remember that you had to see your ex-husband, especially after he had witnessed your breakdown. But he was Jason’s father, and you wouldn’t be the person to keep your son from his own father. 

You slowly untangle yourself from Jason and quickly head into the bathroom to freshen up before heading to the kitchen and preparing breakfast. You smile softly when you hear his little feet running down the stairs. “Mumma!” Jason waddles toward you, giggling as you kneel to pick him up, resting him on your hip. 

“Morning, baby. How did you sleep?” You smile when he gives you a thumbs up with his little chubby thumb, his fingers curling into your shirt. You place a soft kiss on his forehead before putting the food onto the plates and feeding your son and you. “Are you ready to go back to your dad’s?” Jason shakes his head, and you look down at him, confused. “Why not, baby?”

He nuzzles his face into your neck, pouting. “Is lonely, miss both. Miss here.” He taps your chest, struggling with his words as fat tears appear in his eyes. Your smile slowly slips from your face, realising that not only did this divorce hurt you, but it’s hurting your son, and you don’t know how to fix it because you don’t even know what you did wrong. “Mummy, okay?”

You look down at Jason and place a fake smile on your face. “Yeah, baby. Mummy’s okay. Why don’t we finish breakfast and get ready for your father's?” You watch as he sadly nods, finishing the food and heading into the bedrooms as you both get dressed. You fiddle with your fingers, nervous as you wait for Jason to collect some of his things. He looks up at you with a sad pout, and you grab his little hand, leading him to the car. “It’s okay, baby. You’ll see me soon.” You enter the driver's seat, turn some music on and drive to Ari’s house. When you arrive, you look into the rearview mirror and see your son sitting there with his arms crossed and a pout on his face, none of you noticing Ari exiting the house and watching the interaction. “C’mon, baby. We’re here. You’ll have fun.”

Jason kicks his leg, “Don’ wanna! Wan’ stay with you! Wan’ both of you!” He grumbles and shakes his head. You sigh and look up, noticing Ari moving closer to the car. Your body shivers when your eyes connect, but then his eyes move to your son and open the door. “Go way!” 

“C’mon, buddy. Don’t you want to come inside? We can get some ice cream?” Jason shakes his head, huffing and clutching your hand, and Ari looks at you with a glare. 

“Not without mummy! Don’ wanna be separated! Wan’ mummy!” He pouts more, and you and Ari sigh, connecting eyes again before Ari nods.

“Okay, buddy. Mummy can stay, okay?” Jason nods and smiles, continuing to grip your hand as Ari collects his things and walks back into the house. You get out and grab your son, placing him on your hip as you slowly follow behind. Unsure if you should even enter until you feel a soft tug on your hair and see your son staring at you with a pout. Once you enter the house, Ari appears with his hands shoved into his jeans. You kneel and place Jason down before standing and watching your son run off to his playroom. Ari clears his throat, “Coffee?” You nod awkwardly, following him as he heads to the kitchen, beginning to prepare your favourite.

You clear your throat, thanking him when he slides the mug over and leans against the counter opposite of you. “Ari… We need to talk.” Your eyes lift from the hot coffee, connecting with his pretty blue ones. “Why did you leave?” You begin to chew on your bottom lip, watching anger flash across his eyes as he stares at you.

“You know why I left. Do we really need to talk about this?” You watch him lift the mug to his lips, taking a sip and your brows furrow.

“Yes, we do, Ari. If you haven’t noticed, whatever is happening between us, is affecting me badly, and it’s starting to affect our son.” You move your hands between the two of you, staring at him wide-eyed. 

Ari scoffs. “You deserve it. You hurt me first, Y/n. I don’t think you deserve anything good.” You look at him with sad eyes, staring as you wonder what he means by that, and Ari continues to stare back, waiting for a look of recognition to register in your eyes, but when it doesn’t. He tilts his head. “You really don’t know what you did, do you?” You shake your head. “You cheated on me, Y/n. I saw you.” He keeps his voice down, not wanting Jason to hear. “I thought you loved me, but you ripped my fucking heart out instead.”

You shake your head, tears brimming as you look down at the coffee mug between your hands. Ari chuckles, “And you won’t even fucking own up to it. Are you really going to act like you’re innocent here?” You look at him again, feeling confused.

“W–when?” You watch his mouth open and close as he glares at you. You walk around the counter and stand in front of him. “When, Ari? When did you see me cheat on you? When did you think I had the time to cheat? Hmm? Between my job? Or between coming home to the people I loved the most in the world? When did you see me cheat? When did you see me throw my life away?” You question, the lump in your throat becomes more prominent as you continue to ask. 

Ari scoffs again, shaking his head. “You know when. That day at work a few months ago! I came to drop off some lunch, and there was the coworker you always told me not to worry about! He was leaning so fucking close to you, and you were fucking smiling!” You remember that day. You had begged in your head for someone to interrupt him. You never told Ari that you had felt uncomfortable around the man because he would’ve done something. But after that day, you wished you had. He didn’t hurt you but made it known that he was attracted to you, even with your ring glistening in the light. He kept telling you what he’d do to you if you were his, and you had only smiled because he said if you didn’t. You’d wish you had. He had threatened your family and you. When you had come home in desperate need of a hug… Ari had pushed away, and you had thought maybe he had a bad day. “Oh, yeah. You’re remembering it now, huh” You blink away the tears, missing the look that flashed through Ari’s eyes as he noticed the look on your face as if you had seen a ghost. 

“Okay…” You swallow, “If that is what you want to think, then I’ll let you.” You look at him, giving a watery smile. “Because if you think I’d cheat on you, that’s on you.” You push the lump in your throat down, not wanting to cry in front of him again. You turn, heading through the house and to where Jason plays, kneeling next to him and giving him a soft smile as he hands a dinosaur over to you, and you play along, ignoring your ex, who stays in the kitchen, wondering why you looked like that when he mentioned that day. It was worse than if you had cheated on him as if something else had happened.

As the sun goes down, you press a kiss onto your son’s forehead, ready to say goodbye. “No, mumma! Stay, pwease!” You look at him with sad eyes, about to open your mouth to tell him you can’t, when you're interrupted.

“You can stay.” Your head turns, looking up at your ex. Ari shrugs, “It’s just one night, and I don’t think he’ll sleep if you leave.” You slowly nod, seeing Jason grin widely, snuggling into you.

“Movie?” Jason stares at you with wide eyes before looking over to his dad, pleading. Ari nods, and Jason cheers before running to the lounge, making sure to drag you along with him. He sits you down, cuddling into your side and whines when Ari goes to sit far away. He pats the spot next to him and smiles when his father obeys, sitting so close and making it feel somewhat like a family again. “Transformers!” As you hold your son close, you don’t notice Ari staring at you from his position. His eyes move down your face, taking in your features. 

A few hours go by as you watch the movies, and your son’s breathing slows as he falls asleep. Leaving you and Ari to sit in a dark room quietly. “I didn’t cheat.” You whisper, seeing Ari’s head turn as he looks at you again. Your eyes stay focused on the movie playing on the screen. “I would never cheat. You are… You were the love of my life. The man I felt a spark the first time our eyes met.” You gulp, looking down at your son, running your fingers through his hair as he snuggles into you. Your voice is quiet, as you don’t want to wake him. “I remember the day you talk about, but not for the reason you think.” Your eyes slowly move from Jason’s head to Ari’s. “I never told you how horrible that man was because I knew you would’ve done something to him, and I never thought he’d get as bad as that day. You may have seen me smiling, but it wasn’t one of comfort. He told me that if I stopped, he’d hurt my family. That day…” You swallow the sob that threatens to leave. “That day, he told me everything he would’ve done to me if he had me instead. That day I came home needing someone to hold me, only to find a husband who would no longer talk to me. From that day, I stayed late until my boss could walk me to my car because I didn’t feel safe, and you weren’t there to answer your phone.” You press your hand that wasn’t running through your son's hair against your mouth, pushing the sobs back as you and Ari stare at each other, rage bubbling beneath. 

You shake your head, closing your eyes as a tear falls. “That day, I needed you, and you were too busy thinking I would cheat on you.” You gain the courage to open your eyes, staring at his tear-filled ones. “Is this how we were supposed to end?”

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

[sstan-hoe]

the way I’d let ari absolutely knock my shit out the park but IN A HEADLOCK😭???!!

it would be heaven with his thick ass arm around ur throat while u drool and cream braindead over how good he’s fucking u with his fat cock🥺🥰

(thanks big time for taking requests because ur writing serves cunt in a “Shakespeare could never” honoring way)

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — ari levinson × fem!reader

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — well smut obviously, p in v, rough sex, unprotected sex (don't do it) ari and his big dick, ari (he's a warning okay)

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — I would also like to use this post as a little announcement! This is one of my last works that includes c.e. characters, there is another andy drabble coming and the series "They Changed Me Forever" will come to an end. Beginning of November 2023 I will stop for an unknown time, however I will finish Devils Den with them. I will concentrate on others, if I have it in me to write my stucky series I will. However I will not promise it. I also took down the Barber's Production to go under some editing, I'm still unsure if I take them down completely or just put them under private.

Also, no idea what got to me... it isn't as filthy as I intended! reblogs and/or comments are appreciated ♡

NAVIGATION

Pressed against his hairy chest, drops of sweat running down your forehead as he had his thick arm wrapped around your throat to keep you in place.

His cock pounding into your spend cunt, over and over again. Having stretched out for hours by now, and fucked our every braincells that were available. The sound of his hips snapping against yours echoing through the walls.

Ari's cock creamed in your cum, the bedsheets wet, soaked with your mixed fluids. His other hand rubbing over your clit, overstimulating you.

Your body is clinging to his, only by the strength of his arms. You couldn't hold yourself anymore. All you needed was his cock, still after hours you wanted him.

He was breathing down your neck, groaning every time he felt you tighten around his fat cock. Asking you how good it felt being fucked by him, his hungry cockslut who was only there to please him.

"Good, good, feels so good, Ari," you mumbled, imagining you spoke clearly when in reality he could barely understand you.

You chanted those words over and over again. Drool is already slipping from the corner of your mouth, as your head falls back onto his shoulder.

Ari tightens his grip, cutting off a little of your air and enjoying every time your body twitches thanks to him. You became so sensitive, all because of him, braindead and just for his entertainment.

"Mhm, I can feel your orgasm coming little one…, give me one more. This is the last one, I promise," he purred into your ear.

He already told you three orgasms ago, that this would be the last one and every time you believed him. The man fucked you deeper, harder and rubbed your clit in circles.

A loud scream carried through the house, belonging to you who just had her sixth orgasm. Ari was close behind you, pumping you full with his seed, not letting a single drop escape. You closed your eyes, darkness overwhelming you.

You had a desperate need to sleep, with Ari comfortably seated inside of you.

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[amathslutsguidetofandom]

Let's Eat

PAIRINGS: Ari Levinson x Girlfriend!Reader

WARNINGS: Fluff, Ari being a simp

WORD COUNT: 570

ENJOY!

You wipe at the tears at the corner of your eyes, you tip your head back to prevent them from falling down your face.

The onions are spicer than you expected them to be, still you persist and chop through them.

ABBA blasts through your headphones, and you channel the song through your body and give a mini concert to all the inanimate objects of your open kitchen.

“Mamma-Mia! Here I go, again! My, My! How can I resist ya!” You yell and sway your hips to the music, the proceed to throw the vegetables that you chopped into the open pan.

You sprinkle in your spices and stir the pan with your wooden spoon. And when you let it sit for a while, that’s when the music takes over your body. You’re spinning and singing your heart out.

You’re absolutely in tune with the song, that you don’t realize that someone’s watching you.

Ari leans against the hall, with a small smile on his lips.

His eyes are solely focused on you, while his mind runs at 100km/h with how fast his thoughts are.

He thinks about how he’s lucky to have a girl like you, how lucky that a girl like you has fallen for a man like him, how happy you’ve made him ever since you walked into his life.

When you spin one more time, you catch him staring and stop in your place. You move your headphones to rest around your neck, “babe, hi.” You start awkwardly and drag out your ‘hi’.

Ari smirks and starts walking towards you. He runs a hand through his hair, and when he’s right in front of you he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you to him.

“Why’d you stop?” he smiles and takes a hold of your chin, “was enjoying the show.” He winks at you, and you blush hard. You try to push away from him with a sheepish smile, feeling a bit embarrassed by his words.

“Oh no no no, you’re not going anywhere princess,” he laughs and pulls you even closer. “Hey, lemme see those pretty eyes. Yeah?” He says when you try to hide your face behind your palms.

“I didn’t know you were watching,” you whisper, which just makes him chuckle. “Well, I think that just made it even better. I thought it was cute,” he cups your cheek, and rubs his thumb over your cheekbone.

You can’t help but lean into his touch, and you giggle when he nudges his nose against yours. “God, can’t believe your mine,” he whispers. You lean up quickly and peck his lips, “well, I am.”

He pulls back and you see the sheer amount of love that rents the blues in his eyes.

You see him trying in to soak in this moment with you.

“I love you,” he whispers.

You’ve been together for 3 months. Neither of you have said the ‘I love you’s yet.

And now with Ari saying it, you can actually see that he genuinely loves you.

“I love you, Ari,” you go on your tiptoe’s and kiss the tip of his nose.

He leans down and rest his forehead against yours.

You both just stand there, holding each other.

“I'm almost done with dinner,” you giggle, and Ari laughs and rubs circles on your hips.

“Then let’s eat, princess.”

💌💌💌

@buckys-wintersoldier, girlie you can't just attack me with an ARI gif like that. 😩😩😩 (totally love you for that <3)

Again, my requests are open lovelies!

But I think that I will be focusing more on the ongoing series', plus uni's back in session this Monday (ya girl's gotta start grinding (I meant studying y’all 😉) again, lol)

Till' then

Stay Coquette-y,

Anya 🫶🏽🕊️🎀