#stalker!​Ari Levinson

[onsunnyside]

💤. 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | Stalker!Ari Levinson x reader (College AU)

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | DARK THEMES AND ELEMENTS, SMUT - minors DNI, NON-CON, DARK!Ari Levinson, stalking, implied drugging. College IT!Ari, camboy!Ari, outcast!Ari, size difference: 6’8!Ari. non-consensual filming & posting, perving, somnophilia, dirty talk, daddy kink, dry humping, size kink, masturbation (f & m), slight cumplay. 

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | Beware the quiet ones.

𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐎𝟑

𝗪/𝗖 | 1.3K

𝗔/𝗡 | this is my entry for @boxofbonesfic Friday the 13th Challenge, and I picked stalker. Here’s the Pinterest board. this is my first time participating in a challenge, so i'm a little nervous, but here we go !! this is a dark fic, the warnings have been given—if you don’t like it, don’t read. all mistakes are my own. [all asks & drabbles]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 & 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲: @𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲

˗ˏˋ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ ⋰˚ 𝐂.𝐄. & 𝐂𝐨. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“I’ll call you when it’s fixed or if anything c-comes up…” 

You nod, quickly gathering your things. His throat tightens, fingers itching for yours. “I-I could walk you home, I don’t have any more appointments today.” 

“It’s fine. I live on campus.” 

“But it’s getting dark—”

“I’m okay.” You repeat firmly, softening the blow with a smile, “but thank you, Ari, I appreciate it.” 

You don’t give him another chance to protest and leave. When you step out, the smell of rain engulfs you, cool air washing away any traces of him, but your goosebumps never leave. 

Whatever. At least it’s done. 

You flip up your hood and start the short trek home, forcing yourself not to glance back—even though you just know he’s watching from the window. 

Desperate times called for desperate measures, and since your coursework list was neverending, you had no choice but to book an appointment with the IT department. One click, one stupid click on a link was all it took for your laptop to go haywire and then completely unresponsive. 

You couldn’t afford to miss another deadline, even if that meant sitting face-to-face with the campus outcast. 

Nothing was wrong with being alone or preferring solitude, but Ari had a strange energy around him. It was suffocating and unsettling, either too quiet, too friendly, or too close. 

There weren’t many places for him to hide with his towering height and broad stature, yet he blended in almost too naturally, adapting to the surrounding space as if he belonged there—when that was far from the truth. He didn’t belong anywhere, regardless of how hard he tried to pretend so.

The only tell was the feeling of being watched. 

His blue eyes set in steely glare, dissecting you like one of those dead specimens on the aluminum tray.  

You had a lab with him one year, and you remember the shivers crawling up your spine when he smiled and made his way over. You thank the universe every day that Natasha slid into the free chair and asked very loudly if you’d be her partner.  

“He’s a fucking weirdo.” Natasha grumbled in disgust, glaring at his retreating back, “I don’t have to know him to know he’s into freaky shit.”

Rumours were always just gossip, ill judgment spreading around like wildfire but at this point, you’d believe anything about him, anything to fill that empty void of unease.

Was there any proof that he was into fucked up shit? Or that he was a dark web lurker or a disgusting pervert? No, but your gut told you to flee whenever he was around and that was enough.

Ari was a proud introvert, an odd balance between shy and awkwardly friendly. A small part of you pities him—the different, nerdy reject shrouded in alleged disturbed mystery. You’d never admit it but he was devilishly handsome and in an alternative dimension, he’d be exactly your type. 

In any other classes you shared, you purposefully arrived late so he couldn’t sit next to you and so far,  it’s kept him at bay. You felt weird around him but so did everyone else. 

If there were something truly wrong with him, all of those lingering suspicions would’ve exposed him by now, or at least that’s what you tell yourself.

It was easy to blame everything on stress, the pressure of school and your impending future weighing heavy on your shoulders. Like most lonely nights, you dive into the virtual passions of the Internet. 

With earbuds in, you scroll through the profiles, your gaze lingering on the lewd photos and biographies. One catches your attention, a little red ‘Top Hot 20’ pinned by the username and a teasing picture of flexed abs and a dark happy trail. You read over his most recent videos: 

Jerking off and cumming in library (almost caught) – public masturbation

Eating sleeping girlfriend’s wet pussy – puffy clit, spitting, pussy slapping

You tap on the last one:

Dry humping girlfriend while she sleeps – dirty talk, cum shot

Clean runners softly pad on the carpet floor, the blanket is pulled back and exposes the girl’s backside. The dim flash barely illuminates her body, just an outline of her figure bathed in the moonlight. His big hand caresses her thighs, wasting no time in rubbing over her core. 

Almost in a trance, you replicate his motions, tracing over your clothed slit as a quiet breath flutters from your lips, drowned out by his heavy groan.

“Look at you, all ready for daddy…” He rasps, his words slurred, “You knew what I needed tonight, huh?” He touches her petals, spreading the panty-clad folds, “Such a cute little pussy, Want me to fuck you?”  

She sleepily rocks against his hand and he laughs, silencing her murmurs with a hand on her back. He manhandles her as he pleases, tossing pillows and blankets to the floor before straddling the back of her thighs.

You exhale and dip your fingers beneath the band of your underwear, seeking that needy bundle. Tingles fill your tummy while you circle your hole, gathering your juices up to your clit. 

His fist squeezes his base and slides up to the angry red tip, smearing the pearly dribbles with his thumb. He’s thick and long, veins protruding from the smooth girth before disappearing under his bushy pubic hair. He grinds against her ass, his pre cum leaking all over her panties.

“You’re so fucking wet, I can smell you.” 

With heavy groans, he rocks against her and the camera shakes. Primal thrusts slide his solid cock between her cheeks, staining the poor cotton. His big hand lands a series of harsh spanks, they’re so hard you feel the burning sensation too. 

You fuck yourself with your fingers in time with his grinds and whine, imagining his fat length rubbing against you just like that. 

“One of these days I’m gonna rub my sack all over your cunt. Get you all messy.” A forceful thrust sends the girl sliding a few inches up the bed. “Awh, you dropped your stuffie, little dummy.” He reaches out of the frame and returns with a stuffed animal. 

It takes you less than a second to recognize the black and white spots. To your horror, he places the stuffie on a pillow and pets the head right between the small horns. 

“There we go, gotta make sure Milky is watching. You gonna be quiet for me now, baby?” He laughs, “oh, why am I even asking? It’s not like you can wake up anyway.” 

Your heart plummets to the ground, shattering every layer of the Earth until falling into the endless oblivion of space.

“Can’t wait to fuck your ass, maybe I’ll do it while you’re sleeping, just like how I ate your cute cunt.” He spits, roughly groping her—your flesh, “bet you woke up all sore. Was wondering why you were so sensitive, like someone tortured your pussy.” He curses lowly and his hips stutter,  “sorry for bein’ so mean. You make me into a fucking animal.” 

All air is yanked from your body when his cum spurts out, covering your panties and lower back. He groans shamelessly, jerking off with his own seed to expel every last drop before pulling down the back of your stained panties. He rubs it into your skin like a sick claim of ownership. 

“I love you so much, baby. You have no fuckin’ clue.”

Despite the lightheadedness, you scroll to the comments. Every blink momentarily focuses your blurry vision on the bright screen: 

Cute stuffed animal lol

should’ve taken her panties off. I wanted to see that pretty pussy

damn, she’s knocked out cold. How does she sound when she’s awake?

MrSinister: absolutely divine. She’ll be awake in my next video, I promise.

𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: my oh my 🫡 i feel very dirty, like i need to physically scrub my brain from this whore behaviour. happy Saturday besties.

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞! be sure to check out the other fics for bones' challenge !!

As always, I hope you all enjoyed this and I’d love to hear your thoughts/feedback !! <3 — ☼ 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐊𝐨-𝐟𝐢 ☼

I don’t do taglists anymore. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 & 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲: @𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲

[flordeamatista]

𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙚

pairing: Park Ranger!Ari Levinson x Female Reader

concept: Unlike air or land, water can't forget what it travels through. Ari has been with you in water, so you will remain with him.

word count: 1.7k

warnings: yandere!Ari, soft dark Ari, soft!dom!Ari, desire, exhibition (lake smut), body worship, lust, stalking, soft handjob smut, poetic smut - p in v smut, unprotected sex, possessive behaviour, Masturbating, obsessive behavior, kisses, orgasms because Ari is Ari, nicknames = Sunshine 

a/n: It's for Synth's Writer's Camp, @syntheticavenger, thank you so much for your guidance and I am always in awe of your storytelling.

This fic is also dedicated to @ lookiamtryingbecause you have been a constant source of support for me, and our silly rants about our men inspired Park Ranger Ari.

gif by the lovely @ lilacevansI adore you and appreciate you making me this gif

lovely betas: @writing-for-marvel

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There is no ribbon to bind me down underwater. I can feel nothing on my body. 

Before running to the water, you glanced around, knowing your nudity. A smile spread across your face as you felt the refreshing sensation on your skin.

Your body glides smoothly over the surface of the water as you dive and slide through it with ease. Swimming through the shimmering waters, you saw swirls of light and ripples of gold encircling you.

Your visit to the lake was a joy because of its vibrant blue color, but also because of the crisp, piney scent in the air.

The waves created an ambient noise.

Your entire head was immersed, and there was no sound reverberating around you. It was a peaceful underwater world, and you needed that serenity. Over the last couple of weeks, there has been chaos, so you decided it was time to find peace and tranquility.

You immediately felt the coolness, flushes, and silkiness of the water as it travelled from your hair to your skin. 

In her art, she is dressed in the warm sunlight that dances on her skin 

Sunlight illuminated the lake where his lady was swimming, glistening like pearls off the water. A mythical mermaid emerges from the water after diving and resurfacing with curves that sparkle across the surface. Your shoulders and nipples pierced the surface of the water. Your hair fanned back as you broke the surface. 

It is a beautiful sight to see. 

All he needs is your touch and closeness.

You glow like a siren in the sun with the light reflecting off your damp skin.

 There is a burning sensation in my body and the water is cleansing for his touch to rekindle his mark on me  

Closing your eyes, you enter a dreamlike world.

There is still a sense of Ari around you. You can feel the heat of his body behind you, and his breath caresses your neck. You feel comforted by the way his strong arms embrace you.

 You can picture how his soft, large hands grasp you. His fingers trace patterns from your elbow to your fingertips as he trails them along your arm. Your fingers are entwined in his, his eyes twinkling as he surrounds them with his thick ones.

Every time the water whispers memories around your body, you feel every touch of his hands as they drift over you, making you tremble and shiver for his touch.

While your eyes were still closed, a light splash landed in the center of the lake. Trees and clouds that framed the lake were distorted as he approached. 

Call of love's siren. 

 You steadied your gaze on the slowly approaching ripples with your right arm grasping your right breast and your elbow covering the left.

 Inhaling deeply and letting go of your tense muscles, you let the air out of your lungs. 

A second splash.

 Ari slapped the water from the same direction even though he was only a few feet away. From the rippled craters in the water, you watched a slow movement gradually creep toward your position while cupping your breasts tenderly. The only thing moving in your body was your breathing. You were paralyzed as the water around you cooled down, sending a shock of silent shivers through your nerve tunnels.

When you opened your eyes and smiled, you saw crystal blue eyes in front of you.

Seeing the sunlight brightening your eyes, he touches your body. You feel the heat of Ari's hands brushing against your skin as the water ripples over your shoulders and encircles your waist. 

“Sweet Sweet Sunshine, I am here to take all the thoughts in your pretty head and make them only about me.”

His mouth is also warm, a softness that draws you in as he nibbles across the arching bow of your upper lip.

My love for you is more than a thousand words.

His hands trace the curves and dips of your silhouette. His hands find your bottom as you wrap your legs around his waist. There is a slight twitch in his hips, and there is a small amount of friction that is enjoyable-but not enough to satisfy him. After breaking the kiss, Ari ducks his head and kisses the tops of your breasts as they rise out of the water with your back arching. 

As your hands skim over his forearms and biceps, he feels his pectoral muscles bunch as he cradles you in the water, positioning you according to his taste.

Being in his arms in this beautiful water is freedom.

He stares at your loving gaze as you cup his face and stroke his hair, leaving a trace of water on his cheeks.

Whenever I kiss you, I feel as hot as fire and I will never get tired of your lovely scent.

Taking him hard in your hand, you tease him around your entrance, watching his chest quiver with small breaths. Taking hold of his length, your fingers feel the tingle of hunger as he squeezes impatiently against your hips.

As he steadily moves into your body, you exhale as you gasp for breath, sparking heat and sensation up your spine. Slowly, he presses into you, creating a long, sinuous curve that extends throughout your body. Soft moans followed by ripples of water almost completely obscuring your bodies. 

You can feel Ari's hands everywhere—stroking over your nipples, pressing into your back's dimples, grounding your spirit, encouraging you, and always being there for you. He sucks his lower lip into yours in response to your soft moan. 

Placing your forehead against his, you whisper, "You feel amazing, Ranger," and he nods.

A world of waters awaits Ari and you

With his hands sliding down to the front of his pants, Ari clutches himself through denim. It's like he's there with you, sneaking into the lake and putting his arms around you from behind. It is impossible that he is imagining the way you look at him, the way you did when you checked into the park. 

No, why would you come to his park to undress? It's clear to him that you came for him.

The skin on your body is very soft. He knows that because he felt it when you signed your name on the sign in sheet and your fingers touched. His mind wanders to how it would be to be pressed up against you, bare-chested, nothing but skin and lips, as he has pictured it in his jeep at the nature trails searching for you. 

He groans harder, breathing heavily. The echoes of the forest do little to muffle the moan. He wants badly to feel your thighs around his waist and your arms around his neck, something imagination cannot quite capture: slipping into you. 

His desire to know these things has been long-held, and now he has a sudden image in front of him, accompanied by the knowledge that you are so nearby that he could very easily jump all the rocks and go into the lake with you. The only one who can have you is him.

His hand ceases to knead, and he reluctantly pulls it away.

In spite of his body's cries for stimulation, he forces himself to control those desires. 

Unlike air or land, water can't forget what it travels through. Ari has been with you in water, so you will remain with him.

Tonight is a pleasure to be in, but it isn't now. His love for you can be expressed to him when he comes down to your tent for dinner. That's why you teased him this afternoon, he knows.

His gaze returns to you once more.

You seem at peace. You seem so relaxed. 

During your stay, he will ensure you have the most relaxed experience of your life. Using his body and love, he will relieve your stress.

In the future, you two will be able to tell the kids about your camping adventure.

His pleasure is in the woods, and you will be the wind he welcomes with peace

The words echoed on the breeze, softly, gently, almost too faint to hear. You look around nervously, fingering your knife without thinking. By the full moon, shadows dance between the trees.The fire crackles and sparks fly into the air, a piece of burned wood falling and sending more sparks flying. 

The fire is reflecting in the blue eyes of the ranger as he carries a rope in his hands and is ready to tie you down. He will make sure you both live until the end because you are his pearl of light and you will not swim away from him this time.

In this dark blue night sky, you will be his ride and and journey to every part of this park. because a ranger needs someone to share the beauty of nature with.

His shadow would no longer surround him, but you would be on your knees for him every blue day and night. 

[mavsstar]

𝑀𝑦 𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑃𝑒𝑎

Summary ︱Mr. Levinson lives right next door to you, the sweet, innocent college girl. Little do you know that you're Mr. Levinson's favorite neighbor. He's there every chance you need the slightest of help, maybe a little too much.

Pairings︱Mechanic!Ari Levinson x Innocent!Fem!Reader, Robert Pronge x Innocent!Fem!Reader

W.C︱4k

Warnings︱18+ MINORS DNI, Trailer Park AU, it's pretty tame for right now, pet names (Sweet Pea),cursing, reader is scared of Pronge, masturbation (m!) and I think that is all the warnings. Let me know if I missed any!

Author's note︱I am very excited for this series :) This is set around the 90s just because I feel like it fits better with the idea I have going on in my head. It has been awhile since I've written anything so I'm hoping it's not too terrible. I hope you will enjoy this! Feedback is appreciated! Follow my side blog and turn on post notifications :D

“Did you see Mr. Levinson today?” your Mother’s friend, Valerie, asked while wiggling her eyebrows. 

“Nope,” you instantly responded. “Have you?” 

“Already got my dose of that sexy man.” She smirked while winking at you. 

Ari Levinson towered everyone he’s ever met. He stood at a proud 6'6. It was hard to miss the luscious brown locks that fell over his face and the cerulean blue eyes that you could never find your way out of. His beard adorned his jaw and hid the pump rose colored lips he held.

Even when he was doused in motor oil and dirt he was still a beautiful man. He was your neighbor and very well known at the trailer park. Ari was a woman’s walking wet dream come to life. 

“He’s already up?” you asked as your eyes bulged out of your head. “It’s like 6 in the morning.” 

“Of course he’s up, he’s having his morning coffee.” 

You rolled your eyes playfully. “Only you would know that stalker.”

“It’s not stalking Y/N, it's called being an astute observer,” she retorted. “That’s besides the point, shouldn’t you be heading out by now?” 

“I should be but…” you started to answer, looking out the window cautiously, “I have a feeling you know who is outside.”

“If you don’t leave now you’ll be late for work which by the way is in 20 minutes,” she reminded you, pointing towards the clock. 

“Please don’t remind me.” You internally groaned as you threw your head back and rubbed your eyes. 

After a few moments you finally decided to lift yourself from the couch and head your way out. Goosebumps arose on your arms as you opened the front door. You hated this kind of weather, you couldn’t be without a sweater in the morning but by 3pm you’d be sweating like a dog. You shrugged on your brother's jacket, not bothering to zip it up and closed the front door.

Just as you predicted, the person you dreaded seeing most was standing right outside, Mr. Pronge. 

Robert Pronge was your neighbor and lived right across from you. Ever since you moved in he formed the bad habit of staring at you and hitting on you like there’s no tomorrow. From what you heard he was a sick sadistic bastard who liked to torture girls with pleasure. He’s had many lovers enter the trailer but seemingly none of them come back.  

You didn’t like the way he makes you feel. It felt like a hungry lion stalking its predator, ready to pounce at any moment’s notice. At the same time you couldn’t help but feel hot. Everytime he was near you, your heart raced from the fear and you felt a pulse in between your legs. 

“Morning Princess!” Mr. Pronge called out from his front lawn.

“Good morning Mr. Pronge!” You greeted back but only to be polite. You tried to avoid looking too much at him and instead looked towards the ground. 

You heard shoes beating against the ground and you prayed with all your heart that it was someone else running. Luck was not on your side that morning. When you looked up it was the one and only Mr. Pronge. 

“Where are you going Princess?” he asked. His breath was minty fresh even though his appearance would say otherwise. 

“To work,” you bluntly replied, trying to open your car door. 

“Aw Princess, don’t be like that,” he cooed. Once you did get your car door open, he immediately slammed it closed, almost smashing your finger in the process. “I’ll give you a ride. Come on, let's go.” 

“I appreciate the offer Mr. Pronge but I can take myself,” you insisted while attempting to reopen your car door. 

“Princess…” he warningly said.

Mr. Pronge didn’t like it when people told him no. The word no did not exist in his world. 

“I said I’ll give you a ride.” 

“Leave her alone Robert!” Ari yelled from his porch, causing the both of you to turn around. “She’s probably late for work!” 

Mr. Pronge sighed as he stepped back in defeat. “I’ll take you next time Princess.” 

You internally groaned at his comment. He could never leave you alone. Every morning he would play this game with you. On the bright side, you were one of the very few people allowed to tell him no and get away with it. 

“Thank you Mr. Levinson!” you yelled as you got in the car. 

“Anytime!” Ari walked over to Robert after you drove off. Though his eyes never peeled off from you the entire time. 

“You’re always in my way,” Robert playfully commented. 

Ari chuckled at the jab. Ari always had to save you from him every morning without fail. “Rob, how many times have I told you to leave the poor girl alone?” He asked as he brought his cup of coffee to his lips. 

“I will never leave her alone,” he answered with a proud smirk. “Not until I make her mine.” 

“Oh please! You’re old!” Ari jabbed at him. “She’s going to want a hot 20 year old guy not some 40 year old.” 

“Her father was not present in her life.” 

“What does that have to do with anything?!” Ari asked, confused at Robert’s statement.

“The girl has major daddy issues, Ari,” Robert said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “All I gotta do is caress her a bit, say sweet nothings in her ear and bam! She will fall in love with me.”

“Do that and she will call the cops on you.” 

“I’d like to see her try,” Robert remarked as he crossed his arms across his chest. “Besides, why do you care?” 

“Because her mother is really starting to get concerned and-” 

“Oh that's why you’re concerned!” Robert hooted. “You want to fuck the mom!” 

“I do not want to have sex with her mom,” Ari declared with a serious tone. “The woman is stressed enough and I feel bad for her and I feel bad for the girl. I see her peek her head out of the door every morning to avoid you.” 

“Ari?” 

“Yes Rob?” 

“Mind your business.” 

The following morning was the same dreadful routine. You were trying to stall, not wanting to face Mr. Pronge though you knew he would be there. He always was. Even when you would try to leave at an earlier time. It’s like he would sleep there and wait for you. 

 Your mother shoved your car keys in your hand. “Sweetie, you need to go now before you’re late.”

“But what if he’s out there?” you asked with a slight hint of fear. 

“Is he still bothering you?!” she questioned, her overprotectiveness coming out. “I’ve had enough, I’m going out there.” 

“No! No! No!” you instantly said, jolting your hands out to stop her from taking another step. “Please don’t say anything. Mom please!” 

Your pleads were granted. She stayed still as she squinted at the window, sending a silent threat to Mr. Pronge.

“Fine,” she said. “But If I hear or even get the feeling, I’m going to rip his nutsack and his stupid smirk off of him.” 

“Wow,” you said with your eyes bulging out in shock.

“Sweetie, you’re too nice and a little bit–how can I put this?” she sarcastically questioned herself as she tilted her head to the side. “Oh yeah, you’re naive.” 

“I am not naive,” you muttered under your breath, offended. 

“Yes you are,” she said as she was walking out of the living room. “Now go to work!” 

You grabbed your bag from the couch and swung it over your shoulder. Your hand went on the doorknob, turning it to open the door. You peek your head out to see if you’re one and only was out there waiting for you. 

“He’s not there Sweet Pea!” Ari exclaimed. “You’re safe, you can come out!” 

“Thanks!” you yelled from the door, fully stepping out. You confidently walked over to your car, happy Mr. Pronge wasn’t outside to terrorize you. Your happiness was soon cut off when you saw a complete flat tire. 

“Dang it!” you cursed to yourself. You peered down at your watch, it was 6:41 A.M. You were trying to calculate how much time it would take to go on the bus and you heard the dreadful sound of boots hitting the road. 

“Oh no,” you internally whined. 

“Got a flat, Princess?” Mr. Pronge sarcastically asked. “I’ll give you a ride.”

Ari quickly stepped in. “Robert no.” You didn’t even hear him walk over to you. You looked at Ari in shock and sent a cry for help at the same time. “Leave her alone.” 

“She needs a ride, I’m giving her a ride. What is the problem?” he challenged, taking a step closer to him. 

“You’re not taking her.” 

Robert straightened his back and puffed his chest out. “And why not?” 

“Because I’m taking her. She was just getting something from her car.” Ari grabbed your bag from your hand and placed his hand on your lower back. “Lets go Sweet Pea,” he said as he guided you to his car, opening the door for you and handing you back your bag. 

Robert stood in shock. Ari was taking you. And you let him. Though he couldn’t say he wasn’t impressed, he was just wondering how he did it. That lucky bastard. 

The inside of his truck was bigger than you ever imagined. It was dirty and there were oil stains everywhere you looked. Wrenches were scattered across the floor along with bolts and lug nuts. The only thing that was almost impeccable was the air freshener hanging off the rearview mirror but there were five oil stained fingerprints on it.

“Thank you for the ride Mr. Levinson, you didn’t have to take me. I could've taken the bus.” 

“Don’t even mention it Sweet Pea,” Ari said. “Plus I don’t think you wanted to ride with Rob now did you?” 

“No,” you answered as you shook your head. “He scares me.” 

“He scares you?” Ari repeated, barely shocked. 

“Mhm,” you confirmed with a small hum. “He’s really big and mean. Everyone says he’s the nicest to me and if that’s true I don’t want to see him when he’s mad.” 

“It’s true, he’s the nicest to you.” Ari found it weird when Robert wouldn’t constantly yell at you like he did with other people but he can see why. You’re the sweetest thing ever.

“Is that all?” 

“Mr. Pronge used to bring women and–and they would come out screaming and crying. It frightened me.” 

Robert used to bring women over all the time. They wouldn’t last for too long. They would run out of the house screaming all kinds of profanities after 3 weeks. You’ll never forget the moment a woman came to your house and asked if you had anything sharp. You gave her one of the knives from the kitchen. 5 minutes later the word asshole was embedded on the side of his car in big, bold letters. 

You’ll also never forget the time another woman came to your trailer. She screamed while she banged on the door like a madman. When you opened the door she had red hand prints on her body and a barely carved ‘R’ on her exposed hip. She asked you to hide her because he was coming. Sure enough a minute later Mr. Pronge came, demanding you to show him where she was hiding. Luckily your brother was there to kick him out.

He could see why you were scared. Hell even that scared him a couple of times. For some reason Ari didn’t like the thought of you being scared. Hell, he could barely deal with the fact how uncomfortable Mr. Pronge made you. 

When you approached the building Ari parked the car and exited out, lightly jogging over to your side and opening your door for you. He held out his hand to you to help you out of the truck, your hand delicately gripped his and he could feel the rush of dopamine releasing in his body. 

“Thank you again Mr. Levinson!” you beamed with a bright smile. You raised yourself on your tippy toes and slightly bounced to place a thank you kiss on his cheek. 

An unexplainable warmth rushed through him. The action was short and sweet but it made him feel weak in the knees. He would get cheek kisses from women quite a lot but it never felt like this. 

“Anytime Sweet Pea.” He felt himself staring at your eyes for a little bit too long. He forced himself to look anywhere else for a brief second, making sure you didn’t grow uncomfortable. “What time do you want me to pick you up?” 

“Oh it’s okay Mr. Levinson, I can take the bus or have my brother pick me up.” 

“Are you sure?” he asked you again. 

You nodded your head. “Thank you again! You’re a lifesaver.” 

“Don’t even mention it,” he waves off. 

You muttered a small goodbye to Mr. Levinson before taking off into the diner. He watched you go in with a small smile on his face.

 Even though this was your first real interaction, he knew he wasn’t going to get enough of you. You were the most adorable thing he’s ever seen. The whole way back he thought of you. You were like a deadly plague in his mind. A beautiful, rose scented, warm plague. 

Luckily your brother was able to pick you up after he got off of work. The next bus was going to come within another hour. When your brother picked you up, he was agitated. 

“What happened to your tire?” your older brother asked, not amused at all.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged your shoulders. “I went outside this morning and it had a flat.” 

“I helped Mr. Levinson changed the tire, it had 4 nails,” he said in a matter of fact one. “4.” he repeated as he held four fingers in the air. 

“I’m sorry,” you weakly apologized. 

“You need to pay more attention where you’re driving.”  

“I didn’t mean to drive over the nails. There weren’t even any when I drove yesterday!” you protested. “I only drove to the library which is 2 minutes away.” 

“So they magically appeared?” he sarcastically asked. “Just pay attention please.” 

“I will.” 

“You left your bus pass on the table this morning. How did you get to work? ” he questioned you. “Mr. Pronge didn’t take you, did he?” He turned to glance at you with a worried look. 

“No, Mr. Levinson did,” you told your brother.

“Did you make it on time?” He quickly glanced at you again, “because you are horrible at giving directions.” 

“Hey!” you barked at him. “I am not horrible at giving directions.” 

“Yes you are.” 

“Well lucky for me I didn’t even have to tell him, he already knew where to go,” you responded, “sure did save me the hassle.” 

“Did you thank him?” 

“Of course I did, I’m not rude,” you responded, half hurt he would think that of you. 

The rest of the ride was short but your brother took the remaining 4 minute drive to lecture you once again to pay attention. You tried to zone him out but he would snap at you, telling you to listen. You knew he did it to annoy you, it was simply too easy to annoy you. 

When you arrived at home, you jumped out of the car to look at the tire. Sure you had no idea what you were even looking at but it never hurt. You bent down to look at it and you noticed one thing. It wasn’t patched up like before. It was brand new. 

“Are you coming in?” your brother asked you. 

You turned to look at him. “Yeah, I just have to do something really quick.” 

“Don’t take too long, I’ll be done cooking in 10 minutes.” 

“I promise,” you told him before he went inside. 

You took out a sticky note, a pen and 50 dollars that took you 4 days to earn. You used the hood of your car as a desk and wrote a sweet but short thank you on the sticky note. Afterwards you walked over to his house and placed it under the surprisingly alive flower pot he had on his front porch. 

The both of you didn’t see each other for almost 2 days. You got overwhelmed with work that you barely were in the house. It wasn’t until Ari caught you late at the laundromat. 

“Sweet Pea?”

You turned around at the sound of your name. “Oh hi Mr. Levinson,” you greeted him with a huge smile. 

“What are you doing here so late?” he asked you though he could barely pay any attention to you at the moment. You wore a thin pastel pink cardigan with a pearly white nightgown that had a bow at the valley of your breasts.

“I forgot to do my laundry this morning and I didn’t have time so I came here after work,” you told him. 

“Isn’t it a little late to be working?” he questioned you. 

“I’ve been picking up other shifts at work,” you said, “it doesn’t help having the extra money.” 

“Speaking of money,” he began to say as he took out the fifty you gave him from his front pocket of his flannel, “you left this on my porch.” 

“Yeah it’s for you,” you innocently said, “I noticed the tire is brand new and I’m 90% sure my brother forgot to pay you.” 

“It’s your money, I’m not taking it. Here.” He passed the money back to you but you refused. 

“Keep it, you changed my tire and I’m paying you for your service.” 

“I really can’t—” 

“Please,” you begged him with puppy eyes. 

You pulled at his heartstrings. It agonized him, he didn’t want to take your money but he also didn’t want to make you sad. But he kept it anyway and stuffed it back into the front pocket of his flannel. 

“What are you doing here so late?” you asked him as you bent down and took out your now dry clothes. 

His eyes peered down for a quick second and he saw the nightgown riding up, revealing your baby blue panties. His throat went dry and he fought hard to keep his gaze up but it found itself looking back down. 

“I–I realized I forgot to wash my work clothes.” 

“I hate when that happens.” You came back up after you pulled out the last piece of clothing. “Then I’m stuck getting yelled at by the manager when I come in with the wrong clothes.” 

Ari chuckled to avoid an awkward silence. Really it was to refrain himself from stuttering or making a fool out of himself. In his head he wanted to compliment you and how pretty your nightgown was but the words wouldn’t leave the tip of his tongue. 

He took a deep breath before he spoke. “You look pretty in your nightgown,” he quickly muttered out. 

Your eyes lit up at his compliment. “Thank you Mr. Levinson. It’s pretty but I don’t think I’ll keep it.” 

“Why’s that?” 

“It always rides up and by morning it’s all the way up here,” you pointed to your upper stomach.

Oh what he would give to be a fly in the room in the morning. He quickly changed the conversation, it was obvious you were too oblivious to what you were doing to him. Your sweet voice and innocence were driving him insane but he loved it, he secretly wanted more. 

The both of you left the laundromat 40 minutes later. He insisted on carrying your basket for you. You both walked side by side. You were busy trying to keep up with him while he was busy looking down at your breasts. 

“Thank you for carrying my basket Mr. Levinson,” you thanked him as you took your basket from him when you got to your front porch.

“Anytime Sweet Pea.”

You kissed his cheek once again to seal your thank you. “Sweet dreams Mr. Levinson.”

“Sweet dreams honey,” he repeated to you. 

Ari was in a rush to get back to his trailer but a dear beloved friend was waiting for him. 

“Well would you look at that?” Robert sarcastically asked him. “She gave you a kiss on the cheek.” 

“Not now Robert,” Ari pleaded, dying to get back into his place. 

“What’s the big rush to get back home?” Robert crossed his arms as he smirked, “I see you’re sporting a hard on. Surely it can’t be because of her. Right?” 

“Oh shut your trap.” 

“It is, isn't it?!” he gawked. 

“No it’s not!” Ari protested. 

“Oh really?” Robert Challenged as he squinted his eyes.

“I was about to get lucky with Kim before she came into the laundromat and interrupted us,” Ari quickly lied. 

“So you waited for her to be done then walked her back?” Robert questioned Ari. 

“Of course I did,” he scoffed, “otherwise she would’ve ran into you. Not to mention she’s terrified of you, fuckin’ creep.” 

“Whatever. She wants me, I know it,” Robert boasted. 

“Yeah in jail.” 

Robert rolled his eyes and walked back to his trailer while Ari walked back into his. He immediately locked the door behind him and dropped the basket on the floor. 

“Oh thank god,” Ari hissed as he unzipped his painfully tight pants. 

His cock was rock hard and had been for the past 20 minutes. The pants barely gave him any friction and if anything, made it worse. He palmed himself through his boxers and moaned in relief. 

All he can think about is you in the short nightgown and how he’s never been this hard before. Sure he’s been turned on but it was nothing compared to this. It was like he was a horny spazzy teenager all over again. 

He freed his cock from his boxers and sharply inhaled at the impact of the cold air. The tip of his cock was bright red and oozing with precum. He used his thumb to spread his precum and use it as lube.  

His eyes screwed shut in bliss when he began pumping up and down. He tried to think of the porn he watched three days ago but instead you kept popping up. He imagined you being here with him, helping him out. 

“Does that hurt?” you ask him as you point to his angry, leaking cock. 

“It does Sweet Pea,” he rasped out. 

“Was it because of me?” you innocently ask him as you bat your lashes. 

“Yes,” he admits. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” you apologize to him. “Let me help you,” you tell him as you take his cock into your tiny, warm hand. 

“Oh Sweet Pea,” he moans out. 

“You’re s-so bi-big,” you sputter out, slowly pumping him up and down. “Does that feel better?”

He doesn’t have the strength to talk so instead he nods eagerly. “G-Go a little bit faster.”

You obey him and start pumping faster. His moans fill the room as he gets lost in the pleasure you’re giving him. Your hand is cramping but you don’t care, anything to make him feel good. 

“Sweet Pea, I-I’m about to cum,” he warns you. 

You get down on your knees while you still pump him. “Let it all go,” you seductively say as you open your mouth. 

Ari was brought back to reality when his high overtook him and he orgasmed. It was so intense his thighs started to shake. He continued pumping and pumping until he got too sensitive he had to stop.

He stood there with his cum dripping down his hand and secretly wishing you were there to help clean it all up. The realization had hit him hard, he needed you.

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Thirst Trap

Summary: Ari loves looking at your ass in those shorts, as long as he's the one who gets to walk behind you.

Warnings: Ari Being A Menace, Implied Stalking, Smut, Brat!Reader, Arguments, Jealous/Possessive Behavior, Biting, Light D/s Overtones, Slight Manhandling, Ass Slapping, Spanking (mentioned), Edging (mentioned), Punishments (mentioned), Hair Pulling, Discussions of Body Image, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: This story is part of my Sweet Renegades Series. Not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated. Thanks for reading!

“Any minute now.” Ari grumbles to himself as he glares down at a display of brightly colored bell peppers while he waits for you to move on to a different part of the store. 

You’ve been lingering in the produce department for the better part of ten minutes now. In fact, it’s your second time over here, what with you having doubled-back to switch out some of the strawberries you’d originally grabbed in favor of several containers of blueberries.

Or, perhaps raspberries. Maybe blackberries and – nope. You appeared to be solidly set on those damned blueberries. Thank God.

It wasn’t so much Ari being impatient with you as it was him ready to leave the store. If he was being honest, you most likely weren’t even aware that he was here. And if you had noticed, then you were doing a fantastic job of ignoring him.

Frankly, he was surprised that a member of Herb & Twine’s loss prevention team hadn’t approached him by now. Especially since he had yet to actually put anything in his cart. The same cart he’d been pushing around for the better part of a half-hour. 

At this point, Ari Levinson was growing suspicious of his own damn self. Starting with the fact that every day he woke up more and more addicted to you – your voice, your smile, your touch.  

And that body. Fuck! 

You had no idea just how many nights he had lain awake thinking of those gorgeous curves, his hand fisted around his cock desperate for a little relief. You were a permanent fixture in his mind these days. And you had no fucking clue. 

Just like you had no fucking clue that you were drawing the attention of practically every man in this place who still possessed the ability to get it up. 

All thanks to a pair of cutoff denim shorts. They fit your ass so good it was damn near disrespectful. And sweet heavenly fuck were they short! Everytime you moved he was treated to a glimpse of those tempting curves. 

Shit set his teeth on edge. Because while he was thrilled that you were feeling confident enough to show off your curves, there was another, more primal, part of him that hated the fact that you were showing off what belonged to him.

Mine.  

That one word dances through his brain, making him wish that he could simply toss you over his shoulder and carry you off to some remote location. Maybe punish you for daring to wear that outfit in public without your man by your side. 

So now, instead of focusing on his own shopping, he’s been forced to follow you around the store. Staying just out of sight, of course. Which wasn’t easy. It was tough to be stealthy when he constantly found himself being mesmerized by the sway of your hips.

In his defense of his stalker ways, he’d been ready to identify himself from the moment he laid eyes on you. But since he was already in a foul mood – because you hadn’t called him like you said you would – he decided to pretend to run into you at the check-out lane instead. 

Until Ari had caught a couple young punks, whose barely-there mustaches were entirely too wispy for his liking, checking out your ass for a few seconds too long. And what pissed him off more than anything else is that you appeared oblivious to all of it.

You were too busy living in your own little world, sashaying your way through the grocery store, with your sweet ass on display. An ass that belonged to him.

Just like you did, beautiful Bird. 

“Time to move it along, fellas.” Ari grunts, none-too-gently nudging their cart with his own. “We’re here to shop, not to gawk at the pretty ladies.”

What were their names again? Charley and Dirk? More like Beavis and Butt-Head, if he were being honest.

“Ain’t no laws against admiring.” Dirk responds as he elbows his buddy in the ribs. “I’m telling you, man. I don’t think she’s as stuck up as everyone lets on.” 

Ari also agrees with that assessment of you, even though he doesn’t say anything. Because they were right. You were so much more than what the folks in this town had initially led him to believe.

“Nah. That bitch once gave me shit for throwing away a bunch of my sister’s old books instead of donating them or whatever the fuck she said she does.” Comes Charley’s retort, a smirk firmly plastered on his lips.  

“So what? Maybe she just needs to get laid. I bet if I – hey!”  

 Ari interrupts the young men, ramming their cart again with a bit more force this time. “I meant what I said. Now you can either move it along, or I can escort you out the door myself. Up to you.”

“But we ain’t even done anything wrong, Levinson!” One sputters as the other takes a tentative step back.

“Harassment is a crime anywhere, boys. Even in bumfuck towns like this one.” The imposing bounty hunter dips his head knowingly, baring his teeth as he does. “Now, do I need to retrieve my cuffs? And because I’m passionate about the law, I always carry two pairs.” 

Shaking their heads “no”, both of them turn and quickly hasten away, continuing to mutter under their breaths as they do. Which is fine by him. Because whether they knew it or not, they’d just made Ari’s personal shit list. Which meant they’d do well to stay out of his way for the foreseeable future.

But you, on the other hand…you two were about to have words. As soon as he tracked you down again.

Ari searches high and low for you for several minutes, continuously walking the aisles hoping to catch a glimpse of you. But unfortunately for him, his search turns up empty. Which then leads him out to the parking lot, just in time to see you hang a left off the property.

What on earth possessed you to walk here? And better yet, where the fuck was your car?

“Swear to God, you need a damned keeper.” He grumbles as he makes a beeline for his own vehicle. Throwing himself inside, he slams the door and guns the engine before peeling out of the lot. “Might as well be a full-time job.”  

Although you’re moving quickly, it doesn’t take long for him to catch up with you. You all-but jump out of your skin when he pulls out next to you. But instead of apologizing for scaring you like he normally would, he finds himself ready to rip you a new one on account of the fact that you’re wearing fucking headphones.

“Have you lost your fucking mind?” Ari snarls, his gruff tone taking you slightly aback.

“I mean I don’t think so.” You sniff, temporarily halting your steps so you can peer at him through the passenger window. “But the day is young and I just got some new inventory that’s been on back-order for a while so…” You muster up a cheeky smile, even as you feel yourself beginning to sweat. “I guess anything is possible.”

Damn this early summer heat. Between the stickiness in the air and your thighs rubbing together, you were ready to sit down. But first you had to make it back to the shop in one piece.

“Get in the car, Bird.” Your occasional bed-partner’s no-nonsense tone instantly has your hackles raised as he puts the truck in park. 

“Why?” You ask, not bothering to hide your suspicion.

“Get in the damn car.” Ari repeats, his left hand squeezing the steering wheel so hard you worry he might rip it clean off the dash. 

“Say please.” Sometimes Mr. Levinson seemed to forget the importance of manners.   

“Fucking damn it, woman!” He barks, before exiting his ride and jogging around the side to yank open the door closest to you. “Baby,” he tries again, his fingers going to pinch the bridge of his nose. “We can do this either one of two ways. Either you can get in the car on your own like a good girl, or I can put you in it myself.”

You shoot him a glare, suddenly wishing you had purchased something a little heavier than fresh fruit and whipping cream from Herb & Twine in preparation for this very moment. That way you might have a better chance of knocking some much needed sense into his thick skull.

“And I take it there isn’t a third option?” You venture, your teeth going to nibble at your bottom lip.

“Bird, I’m so glad you asked.” This time Ari finally sees fit to offer you a smile. Too bad there’s nothing friendly about it. “Option three involves me bending you over the hood of my truck and tanning all that ass you’ve got hanging out of your shorts for being dumb enough to walk to the damned store instead of taking your car.   

“I am not dumb!” You hiss, feeling the bite of his anger. “I just had to grab the stuff I needed to make popsicles.”

“Then what do you call it?” He growls, snagging a hold of your bags. “Because last time I checked, we’ve got a man on the run who just might be a fucking killer. And you decide that it’s a good time for a goddamned stroll.”

Those words have you instantly deflating. Just because this man in front of you had a way of getting under your skin sometimes didn’t make him any less right. While you had viewed your quick trip to the store as an easy way to stretch your legs and get some fresh air, someone else might take that opportunity to see you as a target. Which meant that you had almost royally fucked up.

“Okay.” Is all you can manage before handing him the rest of your belongings. “I assume you know how to get back to Baubles & Quills?”

“I do. Just like I knew you’d see it my way.”

It’s only a ten-minute ride to your shop. But thanks to your asshole companion, it might as well have been an hour. And at this point you were fucking fuming. 

“Thanks for the lift, Ari.” You snarl, shutting the car door with your hip and marching towards the front door of your shop. “But I can handle myself.” Fishing out your keys, you make quick work of unlocking the door and all but tossing your groceries inside. They land with a dull thunk, the contents spilling out of the bags and onto the floor.

The gall of this man! Acting as if he had the right to bark orders at you because you’d slept together once or twice. Alright, it was more like five. But no more. After today you were done. 

Especially since he’d spent the entire ten-minutes it took to get back to your shop reading you the riot act. Don’t do this. Don’t do that. No traveling on your own after sundown. Call him every night when you’re locking up the shop and then again when you get home…

The list went on and on. Up until now, you’d honestly had no idea just how much Ari Levinson loved hearing himself talk.  

“You know, for the record, I was doing just fine before you got here.” You continue, casting him a withering glance over your shoulder.You don’t miss the way his jaw clenches either. “And I’m sure I’ll find a way to do even better once you leave.”

Fire burning hot in your belly, you allow the door to slam behind you as you busy yourself with collecting your things. There was a refrigerator in the kitchenette you could use to store everything until it was time to head home for the day. 

In the meantime, if that beefy, overbearing knuckle dragger outside knew what was good for him, he’d pile himself into his truck and drive off into the sunset. Preferably sooner rather than later. Before you went and made the mistake of actually catching feelings or something. 

Because who the fuck were you kidding? The man had a propensity for spiking your blood pressure long before you ever allowed him anywhere near your damn panties. Which meant you knew better. And you’d still decided to give up the goods all because you were worried about cobwebs in your coochie.

“The sex isn’t even that good.” You mutter as you flip the light switch. 

Okay, yes it was. But you were also smarter than this. Just because the man had pretty eyes, an easy smile, and a big dick didn’t mean he could talk to you any ol’ kind of way. Or just insert himself in your life like he was planning to stick around. 

As if he planned to stay. You were done accepting promises from men who either couldn’t or wouldn’t keep them.

You startle when you hear the chime of the bells, signaling the opening and closing of the front door. For their sake, it had better not be a customer. You weren’t feeling particularly helpful or friendly at the moment.  

“We’re closed. Get out.” You call, hoping that whoever was out there had heard you the first time. Unfortunately for you, luck just didn’t seem to be on your side today. Because instead of the sounds of someone beating a hasty retreat, you get more Ari Levinson.  

“Which is exactly why you need to lock the goddamn door. Or what part of there might be a killer on the loose do you not quite get?”

“I was getting around to it!” You snipe, really wishing you’d had the forethought to lock the damn door before that insufferable man had decided to waltz through it after you.

“Not fast enough for my liking.” Ari leans against the doorframe, his big body blocking the exit. “And since I’m gettin’ shit off my chest, I don’t appreciate you walking away from me in the middle of a conversation either.”

That earns him an eye roll before you return your attention to rearranging items in the fridge. Quite honestly, you didn’t give a damn about what he did or didn’t like. And you hated the fact that the quiet authority in his voice was all it took to ruin your panties. 

Bossy bastard.   

“Eyes, Bird.” He growls, making it clear he wasn’t letting you off the hook for that passive show of disrespect. “I already made it plain how I felt about you rolling ‘em at me. And if you recall, it pisses me the fuck off.” 

Ari Levinson had never been the type of man who did well with being dismissed. By anyone. Anywhere. Ever.

“Well, it pisses me the fuck off when people like you make comments about what I wear. Frankly, I struggle enough being in this body as it is. So, if you don’t like my clothes then don’t fucking look at me and maybe you won’t be disgusted by the sight of my fat ass hanging out of my shorts. Problem solved.”

“The fuck did you say?” The sound of Ari’s pissed off snarl might as well be the equivalent of a record scratch.

“You heard me.” You find yourself rolling your eyes once again, not feeling the least bit sorry for it either. 

But in all reality, you had no idea just how hard you were pushing him. Maybe if you knew, you would’ve quit while you were ahead. 

“Duchess.” Comes Ari’s weary sigh as he jams his hands into his pockets, preventing himself from touching you. “You keep rollin’ those eyes at me and runnin’ that sassy little mouth of yours and I’m afraid we’re gonna have a problem.”

“Jesus Christ.” You sneer. “Why the fuck are you even still here, Ari?”

“Because we’re having a conversation. But in order for us to continue doing that, I’m gonna need you to settle down.”

“I will settle down when you get the hell out of my store.” Fuck, if there was ever a time when you could’ve used a cattle prod!

“And I’ll get the hell out of your store when I’ve finished making my point.” He responds, his nostrils flaring in frustration. “Now what’s all this business about you not wanting me to look at you? And who the fuck called you fat?”

All Ari needed from you was a name. He’d take care of the rest later.

“Argh!” You screech, your arms flailing wide. “You know what? Forget it! I’m done!” You slam the door to the fridge before attempting to shoulder past Ari. 

Too bad your 6”4 Beast doesn’t seem all that keen on moving.

“Done with what?” He grits out, purposely holding you hostage. 

“With you.” You hit back as steam practically pours out of your ears. “Us. And this entire godforsaken town. Now fucking move, Levinson.” 

Again you attempt to get by him. And again he stops you, his spine stiffening in confusion. Because he wasn’t ready to let you go just yet.

“We’re not done, you and me. Not by a long shot.” His big hands go to gently frame your face, his thumbs smoothing over your cheeks. “But I do think I might have said something that upset you. And while I’m not sure what it was, I apologize. But we’re not done, baby.”

“You’re not in charge of me, of this.” You tell him, breaking his hold as you do your damnedest to ignore the trembling of your lower lip.

“Now that’s where you’re wrong. Especially given the fact that you were in my bed the night before last.” He flashes you a cocky smile as he slowly backs you towards the wall. “And you loved every minute of it.” 

For some reason, Ari feels compelled to tack on the last part. Secretly hoping to get a rise out of you. And it works, but maybe not exactly in the way he intended.

“I had an itch. And you scratched it. It doesn’t make you special, Ari.” You hiss, ignoring the warning gleam in his eyes. “Any man would’ve worked, but I decided to bet on a stranger. Make things easier for myself.”  

All lies. And you both knew it. 

Unfazed, your bounty hunter continues to crowd you, using his hard, muscled body to box you in. And that’s when you remember that Ari Levinson had the ability to read people like a fucking book – you included.

Which meant this man had already pegged you for a runner the moment he met you. A fair assessment if there ever was one. 

“I want you to look me in the eyes and say that shit again.” Ari growls the moment your back connects with the wall, his palms coming to brace themselves on either side of your head. 

His message was clear. You were no longer in charge of the situation. Just like that.

“Let’s hear it, Bird.” The husky timbre of his voice washes over you, making your nipples pebble beneath the thin material of your shirt. “I mean, you’ve already gone and dug yourself in pretty deep with this shit.” And then the soft brush of his lips along the column of your throat has your world tilting on its axis. “But if you wanna keep going, I’ve got time.”

“I…” You croak, your mouth suddenly dry. Your eyes flutter closed when Ari begins to nibble his way along your jaw, sending your already thrumming pulse rocketing to new heights. “You can’t– I’m not…” 

“C’mon and tell me I’m not your man, that you don’t want me in your bed anymore.” He presses his body against yours, moving his hips so that you can feel the outline of his denim-covered erection against your belly. “Tell me that you don’t need me to keep you in line. Need me to punish you, please you, and everything else in between…”

Your eyes fly open at his words, your core spasming. “Y–you can’t punish me.” You stammer, shivering as Ari’s lidded gaze darkens with lust. “I haven’t done anything wrong.” 

“Now I’m afraid that’s where I beg to differ, sweetness.” Without warning, he sinks his teeth into the sweet spot where your neck meets your shoulder, sucking hard. You let out a sharp cry as your hands go to rest on his biceps. 

But you don’t push him away, not even when he releases you to let his tongue lave over the small hurt. 

Satisfied with his handiwork, he pulls back so that he can look you in the eye once again. “If you need a list of where you’ve gone wrong the last few days, I’m more than happy to give you one.” Ari’s nimble fingers find the front of your shorts, unsnapping them before you can blink. “Starting with your forgetting to call me last night.”

“I didn’t think it was that big a deal.” You confess on a whimper as he slips a dangerous hand inside your soaked panties. “Ooh! Or that you’d even really care if I didn’t.”

“Well, you thought wrong.” Ari cups your pussy, feeling immensely pleased when he discovers just how excited you are for him. “Contrary to what you might think, I don’t always talk just to make sounds. And I’d much rather hear your pretty little voice over my own. But when it comes to your safety, I do not play.” His grip tightens then, as he grinds the heel of his palm against your pulsing clit. 

“O–okay. I’m sorry!” You arch your back, letting the sparks of white-hot pleasure run their course.

“Atta girl.” He praises, cutting off your next cry with a kiss so good it makes your toes curl. Ari takes his time devouring you, enjoying every single little moan and breathy sigh that slips past your lips. “Since I’ve got you listening so nicely, how about we see if you can follow a few simple instructions for me?” Mouth curving in a rakish grin, he removes his hand from your shorts and takes a step back.

And then he licks his palm, his eyes never once leaving yours as he savors the taste of all that sweet, sticky honey you’d left behind for him. 

“Never get enough of you.” Ari groans, his apparent hunger for you only deepening the longer it takes for him to feed it. “Now turn around and face the wall. There you go, baby.”

Heart hammering in your chest, you move to comply and then ready yourself for his next command. While you weren’t exactly sure what happened to your earlier fire, you had a sneaking suspicion it had something to do with the renewed heat pooling in your belly. 

Well, that and the wetness between your thighs.

“Next I want you to take off those damned shorts, followed by your panties. Bend over and pull ‘em down real slow.” Again, you move to comply only to halt when he adds something else you weren’t expecting. “But there’s a trick to this one. You still listening?"

Wordlessly you nod.

“Thought so. Now, I want you to pull ‘em down without bending your knees.” He rasps, his own hand going to squeeze his straining erection through his jeans. “I’m tellin’ you right now, I wanna see pink, baby. Your man wants to get a good, long look at that juicy pussy. Go on.”

You bend over, intending to do as he asks. But before you can get very far, you hear the sound of him unbuckling his belt. Immediately you pause, glancing at him curiously over your shoulder. 

“Eyes front!” Ari barks, his hand connecting with your bare bottom with a sharp crack, making you yip. “Show me you know how to fucking follow my directions.” He lands another blow before giving you permission to continue.

This time you manage to do as he bids. And although you wish you could attempt to rub the sting out of your ass, you decide you’re better off simply leaving well enough alone. 

Now you’re standing there, naked from the waist down. Your shorts and panties in a heap on the floor at your feet. Seriously, what was it about this man that always had your clothes coming off? Shit was starting to get annoying!

“Would you get a look at you?” Comes your Bounty Hunter’s husky purr. He trails the slightly roughened pads of his fingers along your still burning butt. “And I want to be clear about something. I love this ass, baby. And I would never disrespect it or you by calling you fat.” He lands another hard slap for good measure. “And I damn sure won’t tolerate you referring to yourself that way either.”

Ari would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy seeing his handprint like this. In fact, if he had his way, you were going to be covered in his marks a lot more often from here on out. So you had better get used to it.

“Can I turn around now, please?” Your tiny voice somehow manages to sound both breathy and impatient at the same time.

“You must really want that fucking spanking I keep finding myself itching to give.” Ari growls, although this time there’s a teasing edge in his tone. “Go brace yourself on that little table for me, sweetness. I want those palms down flat and that luscious ass poked out. Now.”

Your jelly legs threaten to give out beneath you as you wobble over to the table, abandoning your clothes where they lay. Instead of complaining, you remind yourself to look at the bright side of things. 

At least he hadn’t ripped your shit this time. Maybe your panties would actually make it out of this in one piece this time. A girl could only hope.

“You’re doing so well, little Bird.” Ari praises as he toes off his boots and shucks his pants, tossing them in the direction of your own discarded clothing. “We’re almost there. Stick that ass out for me, I want this image of you right here, all soft and sweet, embedded in my brain so I have something to remember the next time you decide to be a brat.”

“Yes, Sir.” You whisper, unprompted. Your quiet admission serves to confirm something that Ari had long since suspected to be true.

He needed to earn your submission. Prove he deserved it. And now you had his unspoken promise that he would. Every single day from here on out. 

Soon, Ari’s pants are followed by his boxer and his shirt. Eventually he’s left standing stark naked and proud right there in your little shop’s kitchenette. His impressively thick cock stands at attention, a delicious bead of precum dotting the tip.

“Time for your reward, little Bird.” That’s all the warning he gives you. Gripping your hips with his big hands, he enters you with one hard thrust. You shoot up on your toes as your greedy pussy clenches around him.

“Fuck, Beast!” You whine, as Ari bottoms out inside you. But unlike your previous dalliances, he doesn’t give you time to adjust. Because he was still very much a man with a point to prove. “Oh God! Oh God! Please!”

And the only way he was convinced he was going to be able to ram that point home, is if you couldn’t walk straight by the time he was through.   

“That’s right.” Ari snarls, showing you no mercy as he finds his rhythm. He sets a rough pace, drinking in every cry of pleasure as he works to stake his claim. “This pussy knows me, baby. And so does this body.” He bears down, loving the way you rise to meet him with each punishing thrust. “Say it. Tell me.” He orders, angling his hips in a way that allows him to go even deeper.

His heavy balls slap against your sopping wet core, the filthy sound of his primal claiming echoing throughout the empty room. You feel the coil tighten in your belly as your man pushes you closer and closer to the brink.

“I’m yours!” You cry as your vision begins to blur. Fuck you were getting close.

“Again.” Ari snarls, the harsh sound reverberating in his chest. He shifts his grip, allowing his muscled chest to press against your back. 

“Ari, oh God! Fuck!Fuck!Fuuuuck!” This shit was too fucking much. Your knees practically threatening to buckle under the weight of the pleasure that is currently responsible for driving you insane.

“Either say it or I stop.” He warns, although his brutal pace never once falters. “Tell me what I wanna hear unless you want me to edge you for the next week.” That’s all you need to hear. Because what he just proposed sounded a hell of a lot like your worst nightmare.

“I’m yours!” You wail, as a tear tracks its way down your cheek. “Beast, I’m yours. Swear to God I am!” Satisfied, Ari then redoubles his efforts to reward you for being his good girl.

“Thank you, sweet Bird.” Comes his dark chuckle as he whispers a hot kiss along your damp brow. “Now was that really so hard?” Another kiss, this time as one of his hands sneaks around to play with your sensitive clit. “How about we see what else we can get you to finally admit to?” 

That same coil pulls tighter, the invisible cord now dangerously close to snapping while your man busies himself with taking you apart piece by piece. And then his other hand fists itself in your curls, wrenching your head back to bestow a trail of scorching hot kisses along your throat. Leaving no doubt in your mind that he was about to thoroughly wreck you.

“And when we're through, baby, I'll even take you out for ice cream.” 

END   

[myfanficlibraries]

Bucky Barnes

Alpha!Bucky

1) Alpha!Bucky Drabble by @vanillanaps

2) Heart and Soul by @all1e23       Complete Series

3) Little Red Riding Hood by @holylulusworld       Dark

4) Need You Now by @angrythingstarlight       Smut

5) The Start of Something New by @navybrat817​       Featuring: Hal Carter       Omega!Reader       Ongoing       Smut in later parts

Angst

1) Question by @bluehourbucky       Cheating

2) Stuff of Fairy Tales by @hannibals-favourite-meal       Complete Series       Plus Size Reader       Pregnancy       Sex Pollen

3) The Ultimatum by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky       Ex-Boyfriend Angst

4) Waiting on the Corner by @holylulusworld       College AU

Biker!Bucky

1) Kiss Me Like You Mean It by @angrythingstarlight       Fluff       Implied Smut

2) Roar & Giggle by @holylulusworld       Ongoing Series

Boyfriend!Bucky

1) Can You Not by @buckyalpine       Exhibitionism (later parts)       Reader’s Ex

2) Measurements by @invisibleanonymousmonsters       Fluff       Tall Reader

3) So Perfect by @bloodredwolfsbane       Fluff

4) Something New by @beanthesprout       Smut

5) Take the Trash Out by @splendidreads       Angst       Reader’s Ex

Dark

1) Make You Feel My Love by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor​

2) Wrong Number by @targaryenvampireslayer

Drunk!Bucky

1) Clingy by @sleepypanda27

2) Drunk Baker!Bucky by @angrythingstarlight      Dirty Jokes      Implied Smut

3) Drunk Bucky Drabble by @pellucid-constellations

4) Drunk Words Are Sober Truths by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

5) Guess What’s On Your Mind by @tellmealovestory       Angst       Insecure Reader

6) Guys Night by @teamcap4bucky       Featuring: Avengers       Injuries       Mentions of vomit

7) I Think I Wanna Marry You by @likeahorribledream

8) Maybe Later by @lovelybarnes

9) Sober Thoughts by tropicalcap (Deactivated account)

10) You Know What Rhymes With Drunk? Sex by @seventven         Implied Smut

Fairy Tale AU

1) The Unseen One by @extremelyblackandwhite       Complete Series       Hades!Bucky

Fluff

1) Anything to Make You Smile by @takenbypeter

2) Best Boyfriend You Never Had by @language-rxgers       Fake Boyfriend       Complete Series

3) Big Fan by @bubblessunshinehoney      Ongoing Series

4) Happy Little Accidents by @espinosaurusrexex​       Veteran!Bucky

5) The Life by @hesthermay

6) Little Black Dress by @thefallenbibliophilequote       Insecure Reader       Plus Size Reader

7) Tall Drink of Water by @invisibleanonymousmonsters​       Tall Reader

8) You Are Beautiful by @holylulusworld       Ongoing Series       Plus Size Reader

Fuckboy!Bucky

1) Send Nudes by @bucky-barnes-diaries       Implied Smut       Nudity

Librarian!Bucky

1) Face Sitting by @bucky-barnes-diaries       Smut

2) Once Upon a Time by @navybrat817

Mafia AU

1) A deal with Bee by @angrythingstarlight       Fluff

2) Blow Sweet and Thick by @angrythingstarlight       Smut

3) Owned by @jobean12-blog​       Smut

4) Passionate Negotiations by @targaryenvampireslayer       Smut

5) Plot Twist by @winterarmyy       Arranged Marriage       Mini-Series       Smut in later parts

6) Power Play by @late-to-the-party-81       Ongoing Series       Smut       Soft!Dark

7) Promise by @straywords       Smut

8) Trespassing by @sebstan2020      Dark Fic    

9) Your Hands On Me by @slyyywriting

10) Your Love Gets Sweeter Every Day by @povlvr       Series

Omega!Bucky

1) A Touch Too Far by @angrythingstarlight

2) I Am Sorry Alpha by @bucky-boo-bear

3) Where the Shivers Won’t Find You by @heli0s-writes       Alpha!Reader       Smut

Series

1) Baker!Bucky by @angrythingstarlight       Fluff       Ongoing Series       Smut

2) Keeping Me Up by @writing-for-marvel      Complete Series

3) You Will be the Death of Me by @fluffysucker       Angst       Completed Series       Ex-husband!Bucky       Fluff       Some Smut

Smut

1) Beard Burn by @biteofcherry        Featuring: Ari Levinson

2) Fitness Pack - Bucky by @holylulusworld       Personal Trainer!Bucky       Plus Size Reader       Smut in Part 2

3) Lumberjack!Bucky Drabble by @angrythingstarlight

4) Midsummer Night’s Dream by @jamesbuckybarnes1917

5) Overtime by @navybrat817       Featuring Jake Jensen

6) Petals by @biteofcherry       Sex Pollen

7) Pluvious by @buckymorelikefuckme

8) Sleepless Nights by @kikixreverie

Soft Dark/Stalker!Bucky

1) Follow You Home by @navybrat817

2) Permission by @silver-pieces​

3) Sleeping With a Friend by @rubynationwins​      Plus Size Reader      Somnophilia

Soulmate AU

1) Heartbeat for a Biker by @definitely-a-nerd

Winter Soldier

1) Kidnapped by @buckgasms       Dark       Smut

2) Sleepwalking by @lanadelreyscokewhor3       Smut       Soft Dark

3) Welcome Home...Soldat? by @winterarmyy       Light smut

4) Winter Soldier is a Match Maker by @universitypenguin       Dark/Soft Dark?       Smut

[fineprintedsunsets]

ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴇᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ-ʟɪsᴛ

Haunted Hoedown Master List! Created for the haunted hoedown challenge. Created by @inklore and @psychedelic-ink

18+ content! NO MINORS should be reading/interacting with these posts. NSFW content will be present in most if not all!

Thank you to both @inklore and @psychedelic-ink for creating a fun challenge!

DAY ONE: taboo au + "this is so fucked up." "you like it." | dbf!bucky x f reader, JAWBREAKER

DAY TWO: murder plot au (let’s hide this body together) + "what's your favorite scary movie?" | darkhiker!steverogers x oc, MERCY'S AXE

DAY THREE: inspired by a favorite song + "you are mine, whether you agree or not" | sugardaddy!maxburnett x nickfowler x f reader, CUPCAKE AFFAIRS

DAY FOUR: artificial intelligence au + "do you like it when I touch you like this?, I can keep going if you want me to". | robot!buckybarnes x f reader, A.I.R

DAY FIVE: masquerade au + "I want to see you bleed" | nickfowler x assassin!f oc, THE CROW'S DISGUISE

DAY SIX: circus au | buckybarnes x f!oc, FREAK SHOW

DAY SEVEN: summer camp au + "i can't stop thinking about how perfect we would be together" | lifeguard!ari levinson x f!reader, AFTER HOURS

DAY EIGHT: best friend-lovers au + "this fear you feel? It won't last." | sweet!ransomdrysdale x nerd!f reader, AUTUMN ACOUSTICS

DAY NINE: the toxic exes trope + “why do you keep following me?” | ex!Lloydhansen x stripper!f reader, LEMON GUMDROPS

DAY TEN: zombie apocalypse au | bucky barnes x f reader, DEAD RINGER

DAY ELEVEN: inspired by a favorite psychological thriller (YOU) + "I would burn the world for you”| stalker!natasha x black!f oc, APPLE OF HER EYE

DAY TWELVE: nurse au | nurse!ari levinson x unnamed f!oc, HIRAETH

[venusstorm]

Behind the Curtain

⋆ Summary: Ari loves watching you roller skate in front of your house. But after you mistakingly taunt him about it, he’s ready to take matters into his owns hands.     -Inspired by this drabble

⋆ Neighbor!Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader

⋆ Warnings: 18+, dub/con, stalking, exhibition, voyeurism, spit-kink, choking, breeding, squirting, daddy-kink, masturbation, size kink, degradation, praise-kink, pet names

Masterlist

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It wasn't difficult to notice the way your neighbors curtains magically moved to the side whenever you were outside. By now, you expected the sight of him poking through, eyeing the way you roller skate around the street in your pretty little outfits.

It was like a game.

You'd twirl, your skirt flying upwards and revealing your baby pink thong underneath. Your tits were hardly contained, and it was more than often that you had to grab them as you skated.

But just for him you let them slip out more than they ever should. Groaning as the cool air made your nipples harden. 

Sometimes his head would loll back and you just knew he was touching himself. Fisting himself, groaning in frustration because nothing he did would settle his desperation for you.

Nobody he had ever fucked compared to the innocence you displayed. You seemed to be blissfully unaware of what he did behind the curtain. You were untouchable and he craved to learn what makes you break.

You know nothing about this man and yet you find yourself daydreaming about pushing yourself against his cock, his hand gripping your neck, a menacing smile on his face as your eyes grow closed from the lack of oxygen.

He's a stalker— but in a sense you are too.

Watching his face contort with pleasure and knowing it was because of you? It’s intoxicating watching a huge man like him fall to his knees without you even having to touch him.

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This evening you were out skating again. A pink mini skirt that could hardly count as a belt hung from your waist. You awaited for the sight of his curtains shifting before beginning your plan.

The cascading trees around your two homes served as a blockade and you thought it was about time you took advantage of it. 

Your hands creep underneath your skirt slowly. You glance around the area, nervous for what you’re about to do despite the excitement coursing through your veins. 

His eyes are on you. Watching your hands disappear between your folds. Ari can’t fathom what he’s seeing— maybe you weren’t as ignorant as he thought you to be. 

His cock is aching from the sight of you. He pumps himself, eyes not leaving your figure for even a second. You’re practically humping your hand and Ari wished he could hear the noises you were making. He pictured your moans to be soft and low but he knew he could make it high pitched. He knew he could make you scream.

He smears his spend around his cock. He wanted to feel you around him, force you to go through the torment that you've made him go through this past month. He'd use you for everything you’re worth and make you beg for him to do it again.

You slip your fingers from your cunt, pressing them against your tongue and sucking yourself off. Ari feels himself near, his hand moving against his tip to bring him over the edge.

And then you stop.

You fucking stopped and skated back up your driveway as if nothing happened.

Ari's jaw goes slack. His gaze followed you until you stopped at your garage.

You look back up at him, an innocent look on your face before breaking out into shit-eating grin. You wave mockingly and he swore he could hear the laughter erupting from your throat.

“So you wanna play games sweetheart?” He murmurs to himself.

He slips his shorts back on, not even bothering to clean up the mess underneath before leisurely going down his steps and towards your house.

You were in the midst of trying to untie your skates when the sound of a door slamming made you jump. Your heartbeat quickens as you feel him approach, and slowly you turn around and see his staggering 6’7 form coming straight for you. His shorts hung low and you could see how painfully hard he was.

“H—hi,” you stammer. But the man doesn’t respond, instead he shoots you a fiery glare before reaching out to grab you.

You try to run but the loose shoelaces make you slip, falling onto the hard concrete and scraping your knees. He scoops you up, his hands roaming your body and smacking your bare ass roughly.

He shakes his head with disappointment. “See what happens when you run from me sweet girl?”

His hands graze over your wound causing you to flinch. Your eyes trail down the chest hair that inched up his front and descended down to his groin. His grip was tight, you couldn’t escape even if you tried.

You were shaking. The thought of him coming down to confront you never occurred— you always felt safe with him confided behind his window. But now he’s free and the only thing on his mind is fucking you until your body laid slumped against his.

“I don’t think we’ve properly met.” His breath is hot against your neck, lips trailing against your skin and stopping at your collarbones before fluttering his eyelashes back up at you.

“Y/N,” you whisper.

“Ari.”

His clothed dick presses against your stomach, the friction making you whine. Curiosity gets the best of you and slowly you place your palm against it.

“Jesus,” you mutter.

He holds your hand reassuringly, guiding it up and down his shaft. He’s already soaked and you began to wonder how many times he’s cum just from the sight of you.

“Can I…"

Your fingers glide over his leaking head while the other slips his shorts off. He springs out and immediately you grow weak. You’re salivating from the sight, he was even prettier up close.

Before you get a chance to touch him, Ari flips up your skirt, his throbbing head grazing against your entrance. He forces your legs around his waist, not even caring that your skates are still on your feet. 

"Been actin' like a slut for everyone to see, haven't you babygirl?"

"Only for you daddy," you groan.

He growls from the name that he never imagined to hear in person. Without another thought he’s slipping his aching cock inside of you. The sound was obscene, your slick giving him easy access as your pussy squelches.

“Somehow I don’t think that’s true.”

His name flows from your lips as lifts you up and down. “Bet you love catching the neighbors’ attention don’t you? Your pussy gets soaked from it.”

“You like showing this off?” He smacks your cunt, daring you to say something. “Want all the neighbors to see how pretty your ass is in these skirts?”

He laughs humorously as you begin to squirm. “N—no, just you.”

Ari moves you over to a bare wall, pressing your body up against it. He cups your cheeks, “tongue out for me, pretty girl.”

Obediently you follow orders, tongue extended out as he spits into your mouth. You sob from the action, clenching around his cock while he watches you swallow. “I’ve seen Drysdale eyeing you. I’m hurt I’m not the only one watching your little show anymore.”

“But I bet you already knew. So selfish babydoll. Showin’ off for two men cause your greedy cunt wants to be shoved full with cock.”

You groan, the thought making you quiver.

“But only I’d be able to cum in this pretty pussy. Drysdale can shove his cock in your ass all he wants, but this?” He smacks your cunt. “This is mine.”

“I— I don’t know who that is, daddy please.”

Ari shoves his fingers into your mouth, collecting your saliva before gagging your throat.

“Sweet girls like you shouldn’t lie.”

Desperate to hold onto anything, you grab onto his locs, drawing him in closer. You wanted to feel his lips on yours so badly. They were a pretty pink, visibly soft and screaming at you to push your tongue through them.

You whimper for him to grow closer but all he does is break out into a taunting smile.

He moves his face backwards so you’re unable to kiss him. Instead, you’re hovering a few centimeters away, eyes half lidded as you begged him to shove his tongue down your throat.

“Tell me how sorry you are for being a fucking whore first babydoll.”

“I—I’m sorry for being a whore,” you stutter. 

His hand moves to your neck in a flash. The quick movement only sends his cock further inside of you. “And?” He questions.

Your eyes bulge in confusion. What more did he want? You can’t think…what else had you done wrong? Frantically you thought of what to say as his grip grew firmer. You were losing oxygen, your well lit garage turning darker by the second.

His nose grazes against yours, mouth parted, mocking the way your own lips refused to shut. 

“Can’t breathe,” you sputter.

The bottom of his lip grazes yours softly. “I know, baby.”

You start rambling out apologizes, his grip tightening after each one. “M’sorry for taunting you daddy. And for trying to run. I—I didn’t know anyone else was watching me. Only wanted you to see me, only t—think about your cock, Ari.”

Ari sneers, hiking your leg up so the skates are right next to his head. All of your clothing was still on. Your boobs spilled out completely, jumping alongside his thrusts.

You sob as he smashes his lips against yours, releasing his grip and allowing his hand to latch onto your tit.

It’s messy, saliva going down your chin as his pace becomes slow and languid. 

“You’re a desperate fucking whore aren't you? Was your fuckhole feeling empty without daddies cock?”

“Y—yes,” you stammered.

“Feel so good around me sweetheart.” Ari buries himself inside of you, his breath becoming labored as he feels his high near.

“Let’s see how Drysdale likes it when you’re walking around with my child,” he grunts. You’re clawing at his back, begging him to let go. 

“Gonna fill you up real nice, babydoll.” He allows a long string of salvia to land on your pulsating hole before pressing his hand against your belly. 

He couldn’t stop whispering in your ear about your child. How he’d fuck you even if you couldn’t walk with your pregnant belly. Full with his offspring. That’s how he wanted you to be. 

You chant his name, your own release approaching fast.

You’re begging him to not cum inside of you but your voice goes numb to his ears. You’re mine. You’re mine. You’re his. That’s all he heard as he finally unleashed inside of you. 

Ropes of cum hit your walls and seep from your cunt. He fucks back into you— needing every last drop to take. 

Ari presses his forehead against yours as you shake. You clench around him, milking him for everything he’s worth. His voice is erratic, eyes glazed over from his orgasm as he speaks. 

“Be a good girl and cum for me. Can you do that sweetheart? Can you cum for daddy?

His heavy balls slap against your skin as his hand presses against your belly harder. You’re screaming until your vision spots, your whole body tingling with the feeling of Ari Levinson.

You’re trembling in his grasps, a steady flow of his name stemming from your lips. You squirt against him, liquid coating his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm.

“That’s it, babydoll. Let go, it’s okay.” Your body goes slack as he continues to pound into you before finally stilling.

Once you calm down he plants a soft kiss on your lips. His heart flutters when he feels you smile against him. “Daddy?” You murmur.

Ari cups your face, the spend from his fingers spreading across your cheeks. His gaze softens. “Babygirl?”

“Y’know…I just ordered a new pair of skates.”

He raises an eyebrow, already following your path of thinking. “Guess we’ll have to break those in, don't we sweetheart?”

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A/N: the roller skating felt like a really corny porn plot line but I’m kind of here for it.

[boxofbonesfic]

𝔅𝔬𝔵𝔬𝔣𝔟𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔰 𝔓𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔰: 𝕱𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 13𝖙𝖍 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 

A list of all of the wonderful entries for my first annual Friday the 13th Challenge! I will be updating this list annually to catalogue all of the wonderful work my friends and peers have submitted. 

2023 Fics:

Talking to the Moon (Werewolf!Lloyd Hansen x Reader) by @boxofbonesfic. Summary: “Run,” Lloyd gritted the word out to you through teeth like knives as his hands became claws, scoring into the expensive leather steering wheel. “Run so I can catch you.”

Wax and Wane (Werewolf!Andy Barber x Reader) by @boxofbonesfic. Summary: “You were drawn to Andrew Barber like a moth to flame, and now that everything you were is burned away, you cling to him in the ashes.”

Undying Change (Vampire!Bucky x Hunter!Reader) by @geminixevans-stan. Summary: “Reader was on a mission, a mission that caused her to lose to a being that she hated.”

Wherever you will go (Andy Barber x Reader) by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor: Summary: “Your vacation isn’t the escape you thought it was.”

The Night Shift (Thor x Reader) by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor. Summary: “You work the night shift at the local museum and not all history is dead.”

Sleepy Hollow by (Stalker!Ari Levinson x Reader) @onsunnyside. Summary: “Beware the quiet ones.”

Fox Fire (Dark!Thor x Reader) by @syntheticavenger. Summary: “Despite repeated attempts to access a forbidden forest, approval comes with a cost. One that has been centuries in the making.”

No Motive (Serial killer!Stucky x Reader) by @moosereblogsfics. Summary: “Surprise, Sidney!”

Witchview (Steve x Reader) by @buckets-and-trees. Summary: “You wanted out before, but now you were compromised as the bait in your own trap and were becoming desperate for freedom. As he had said famously, the price of freedom was high. Desperation was dangerous. Desperation was fed by hope. Desperation erased the limits of reasonability. You had crossed lines, and you wouldn’t stop now.”

It will come back (Old God!Lee Bodecker x Reader) by @slyyywriting. Summary: “Don't let it in with no intention to keep it. Jesus Christ, don't be kind to it. Honey, don't feed it. It will come back.” -Hozier, It Will Come Back 

The Stalker (Bucky x Reader) by @winter-soldier-101 

Safety Measures (Dark!Vision x Reader) by @springdandelixn. Summary: “The security system you had installed in your apartment was done to keep your stalker away. Little did you know, he's already made his way in.” 

Something’s not right with Mrs. Barber (Andy Barber x Siren!Reader) by @scandinavianfairytale. Summary: “Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Especially with a wife like you.”

K I L L B I L L (Andy Barber x Dark!College Student Reader) by @geniedetails. Summary: “hate to see you happy if I’m not the one drivin’.”

And all was lost (Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader) by @witchywithwhiskey. Summary: “you must make it through the forest without being caught, lest you be forced to give in to whatever dark desires reside in your captor's heart.”

Pretty Thing (Dark!Charles Blackwood x Curvy!Reader) by @bellasburdens. 

Impatient (Lloyd Hansen x Reader) by @flordeamatista. Summary: “There is no breath or glare in the world, but only a faint demonic memory.”

[joannaliceevans-fanficblog]

Phone Sex

Warnings: There is mentions of phone sex. Blow jobs, dildos.

Didn't say I warned you.

Ari Levinson x Wife Reader

It was late at night, in this cool fall London evening. Ari paid the taxi driver and headed inside the hotel he's staying at. As he walked in, he noticed a lot of beautiful women staring at him.

Giving them a polite smile and wave, Ari just headed to the elevators and pressed the 9th floor. Once the door dinged, he got out and headed to his room.

Closing the door behind him, stretching his tired muscles. He collapsed onto the bed. But as he did, there was something missing. A warm body, the steam and the body shampoo of roses flowing out bathroom.

You, it was you that he was missing. His ring, on his left hand glowed in the dark, and it reminded him of you.

You were back home, left behind and taking care of the family. He missed you. Rolling over to his back, he looked at the ceiling.

He let the your images flow through his mind, letting you take over his mind.

The more he thought of you, the more he needed you. Ari laid down for a few more minutes, until a thought hit him. He quickly got up, grabbing his phone with him and headed to the bathroom.

**

Ari looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He knew that you would like this, because he would always catch you looking at him, when he got out the shower.

And of course the same with him. Even with having 3 kids (5, 3, and 3 month old) you are still the most sexiest woman.

**

In bed, after placing all threw kids down, you let out a long tired sigh. A loud vibration came and you looked to the side to see your phone light up. You swiped the screen to see your husband's name. You smiled and received the message.

The moment you do, your whole body went on fire. His bare chest and hair, his strong muscles arms, and his thick beard. Just staring at him, was getting you wet.

So, you called him right away. And it didn't take long, and Ari picked up on the second ring.

"Hey honey."

"Ari, your a menace."

You knew that was a smile over the phone.

"Oh am I? What did I do?"

"Oh you know, sending me spicy naked pics."

"I did nooo such thing honey. Maybe you have a stalker."

You laughed, "Oh I do? Okay, so I'll just rub myself tonight, looking at this hot stalker."

Ari's famous laugh came, and you laughed with him.

"So, what are you going to do?" Ari asked. You bit your bottom lip, and your hand went down your waist. You finger tips, went around your covered pussy, and you let out a small moan.

"Going to crawl between you, and lick my tongue over your cock." You moaned, while your hand, slowly rubbed against your now harden pearl.

"Baby, grab your toy from the drawer. I want to fuck you."

And you didn't waste any time and quickly grabbed it. You then had your legs spread, and you started to rub the toy around your moist pussy. Getting the juices.

"Ari, I need you."

"Okay honey, put it in. Thrust it nice and hard, just how I fuck you in bed. Imagine, my cock, hitting your walls. Tell me how you like it baby."

"Fuck Ari, so good! Fuck me!" You nearly yelled.

"That's it honey, I'm almost there. Moan for me honey. Want my cum? Want me to fuck a another baby in you? You like that, huh? Keep you nice and round?"

"Yes, fuck me-" Was all you can get out, as your walls began to tighten around the dido, and your body started to heat up. Your eyes rolled the back of your head and you let out a loud moan. You collapsed onto the bed, and you can hear Ari panting on the other end.

"Well, I do have a mess on my hands."

"Damnit, I want some!"

"When I get home honey, then you can suck me anytime."

"Good, cause you owe be big time Mr. Levinson!"

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

Another month, another rec list! Please make sure you give these gorgeous stories and writers the love they deserve. As always, you are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ only and contain adult themes.

Happy reading 💐

Bucky Barnes ✨

Lay me down by @navybrat817

Vampire Mob!Bucky Barnes x Gifted!Female Reader

Pinot noir by @cryptidcasanova

Detective!Bucky x Reader

Awake my soul by @foreverindreamlandd

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Bring your wife to work day by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky x Reader 'Sugar'

Hunger by @navybrat817

Bucky Barnes x female reader

Tension by @bucky-barnes-diaries

CollegeProfessor!Bucky x Student!Female!Reader

What's cookin' good lookin' by @slyyywriting

Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Shallow(s) by @late-to-the-party-81

Beach Lifeguard Ari x Beach Lifeguard Reader

Sleepy hollow by @onsunnyside

Stalker!Ari Levinson x reader (College AU)

Feels so right by @geminixevans-stan

Mechanic!Ari Levinson x Female Reader

Eddie Munson ✨

Not the type by @quinnsbower

eddie munson x fem!reader

Just a reminder by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader

Red light at the bowling alley by @chaseadrian

eddie munson x f!reader

Start me up by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader (Mechanic AU)

Dealers choice by @ohcaptains

eddie munson x female! reader

Steve Rogers ✨

Overstimulation by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Steve Rogers x Agent!Reader

Ethereal by @oh-my-damn

TWS!Steve Rogers x neighbor!reader

The unexpected valentine by @cockslutpadalecki

SilverFox!CEO!Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Andy Barber ✨

Preliminary by @navybrat817

Sugar Daddy!Andy Barber x Female Reader

Sweet heartache by @oh-my-damn

DA!Andy Barber x Intern!Reader

Steve Harrington ✨

It's nights like these by @supernovafics

steve harrington x fem!reader

Multiple characters ✨

Private party by @late-to-the-party-81

Steve x Reader (established), Bucky x Reader x Sam

The perfect life by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Dark!Steve x You x Dark!Bucky

A price to pay by @navybrat817

Mob!Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader

[professionalbratqueen]

Hello, Neighbor

18+ only, please.

Originally posted by darkling-er

Every year, you and your best friend head to her parent's beach house for three weeks of summer fun. This year, there's a new neighbor.

Pairings: Ari Levinson x female reader

Media: The Red Sea Diving Resort

Warnings: Ari Levinson is a warning in and of himself, blatant objectification, awkwardness, no filter, manhandling, oral sex (m and f rec), unprotected sex (honestly, don't do that), squirting, fluff, don't trip on that second sentence, not beta'd

Word Count: 3,827

Notes: Omg, I done it! It only took me months more than it should have. 🙄 I feel like this could be a fluffy little series about the three week vacation or even later but I don't know. I guess it depends on if anybody likes it. 💕

Read it on AO3.

The beach house had become a tradition. Every summer since the two of you had met at orientation your Freshman year of undergrad found the two of you sharing your best friend's parents' summer home that lay on the coast within sight and walking distance of the water.

You took a deep breath, smelling coffee from the machine you'd just turned on and clean ocean from the open window. It was a bright, beautiful day and the first of your three-week vacation. When the coffee finished, you poured yourself a cup and doctored it to your liking before stepping out onto the front porch.

There were voices in the next yard. Nobody had ever been in residence the entire time you'd been coming here but you remembered Melanie's dad mentioning it had been sold recently. Trying to hide how nosey you were, you hid behind one of the porch pillars while peering over at the two men standing in the grass.

"Oh, my God," you breathed, eyes helplessly locked on the demigod in short swim trunks talking to another neighbor who'd been on his morning run. "Oh, my God, what is going on?" Your numb fingers tightened on your coffee mug in an attempt not to drop it, every other possible bit of brain-power draining somewhat south. "What is happening?"

He was gorgeous. He was beyond gorgeous, the word didn't even do him justice. From the top of his head crowned with pretty, silky hair that just begged your fingers to run through it to the tips of his toes which were strong and well-formed--and what the fuck, you noticed toes now? From this far away? What kind of useless--?

The screen door opened with a mild screech behind you and Melanie stepped out onto the porch.

"Help," you whimpered, eyes taking another leisurely stroll down your new neighbor's perfect body. Sun-kissed skin and rounded, soft-edged muscles, all tucked into a broad, tight package that screamed strength. A smattering of hair over his chest and belly. And what a belly. You could write sonnets to those abs. You wanted to press your face into his skin and chew. And his thighs. You'd do some terrible, horrible things to have those thighs choke you to death. "Oh, God, Mel, please help."

"Honey? What’s the matter?" she asked, immediately concerned.

"He's so pretty, Mel. He is so pretty, I am going to die. Please help, it's been like five minutes and I can't look away and he's going to catch--" You whipped your head toward her with a yowl when she pinched your side, body flinching the opposite direction. You missed the way Gorgeous And Godlike turned toward the sound, blue eyes narrowing. "Ow! What the fu--why are you such an awful person?!"

She was laughing at you while she calmly sipped her coffee. "What? I helped! You're not staring at him like a crazed stalker anymore." She giggled into her cup before getting herself together.

"I hate you," you told her sincerely, finally remembering your own coffee, grateful you hadn’t spilled it all over yourself. "So much."

Melanie tsked and shook her head. "Well, that's rude. Better find your manners, he's heading this way." You choked on the warm liquid, sputtering and coughing as she cackled beside you.

"Ladies...everything all right here?" His voice was deep and friendly and things tingled when you heard it. "Need any CPR?"

Melanie slapped your back hard enough to break your paralysis and you cleared your throat. "Hi! Uh. Yeah, we're good. I just sometimes forget I'm still not a mermaid." You cringed internally, absently wondering where your brain-to-mouth filter had gone. "No...uh. No CPR necessary," you told him, eyes widening because you knew it was coming and for the love of all that was holy, you could not stop it. "Unless you just wanna practice?"

His eyes were very pretty, an ocean blue with a beautiful little sparkle that was still there even when he was blinking at you in surprise. You could feel flames coming from your cheeks and you winced, helplessly blinking back at him.

Melanie cackled again, sounding more like an evil witch than your best friend. "Oh, I see you two are gonna get along great. I'm Melanie, she's Y/N."

He smiled at her--a very nice smile--then went right back to staring at you. "Nice to meet you, I'm Ari. I just moved in next door."

"Oh, we know," Mel snickered and danced out of the way of your blind smack. "I have to go inside and do something else now, you two enjoy."

The screen shrieked closed and silence descended upon the porch. Ari was still down on the grass, looking up at you. You fiddled with your mug, looking away because now your body decided to be shy. "Um. So. Just moved in, huh?" You cringed even as you were saying it, throwing him a desperately apologetic glance.

He smirked at you easily, not seeming put off at all. "Yeah. Didn't bring a lot with me, though, so unpacking is already all done."

"That...that's good," you mumbled, shifting from foot to foot and trying to keep from ogling him again. No. Up, up, stay on his face! Bad eyes, no cookie. "Unpacking's the worst."

"Sure is." He grinned up at you and you felt your breath stop; he was too pretty to be allowed. "Want to come and see the house?"

"Yes, yes, I do, thank you," you blurted, abandoning your coffee on the porch railing as you flew down the stairs. He laughed and caught your hand, leading you over.

His hand was huge, fingers calloused but not painfully rough. Up close, he smelled like citrusy bergamot, floral neroli, and earthy musk, overlaid with clean, salty seawater. His skin was warm, blood hot against your perpetually cool fingers and you squeezed unconsciously. He saved you from burgeoning embarrassment by squeezing back.

All of the houses in the area were custom-built, not a single one exactly like another. Where Melanie's parents' house had a distinct Cape Cod bent to it, Ari’s was ultra-modern, looking like various-sized boxes stuck together, some glass, some entirely enclosed in metal siding with windows. The downstairs looked like several rooms from the outside but when you followed him in, you saw one huge space with an open kitchen, a dining area, an entertainment area, and an area that looked like it might be a library someday.

You looked around with lifted eyebrows. The light was, frankly, amazing in there; any wall that was plaster was covered in framed art, otherwise, it was all glass. The view of the beach was gorgeous, especially from the dining table. The stairs came down in the middle of the room and there was art on the outside of them, too, no space wasted.

The kitchen was a chef's dream. You didn't even cook that much but found yourself salivating at the extended island, the commercial reach-ins for the refrigerator and freezer, and the Viking range. You paused and whispered, "It has a grill," in awed tones and Ari chuckled softly, right behind you. You didn't turn, not exactly surprised at his proximity. Instead, you leaned forward to touch the water spigot against the wall, arching your back a little and pushing your ass out. You didn't quite touch him, it was more an invitation than anything else. You were close enough to feel his body heat against your thighs and through your shorts, though.

"You like to cook?" you asked, struggling to keep your voice steady.

Ari took the invitation and ran with it, pressing his groin against your ass, hands on your hips. "I do when I get the time." His voice was deeper than it had been outside and he was obviously glad to be where he was, pressing hard and hot between your cheeks.

You braced your hands on the edge of the stove, eyes half-closing, your tongue automatically licking your lips. If he was as big as you thought he was… "Don't get the time often?" you asked, unable to keep from sounding anything except breathy.

His hands wandered up your sides and he pulled you back to stand straight, then further to lean back against his glorious chest. He was a wash of delicious heat from your shoulders to your thighs. You shuddered, basking in it as his scent enveloped you in bright citrus, orange blossoms, and that deep, musky note that made you feel like you'd had a little too much to drink, even though it was only 8 something in the morning and you'd only had coffee. "Not as often as I'd like," he murmured, right in your ear, proving that you didn't care what he said, you only cared about his voice, as goosebumps ran down your arms.

You gave an honest-to-God whimper and then pretended you hadn't. "Shame," you whispered, shivering.

"Would you like a tour of the upstairs?"

"Yes, yes, please, I would," you answered in a rush. You grabbed his hand and headed for the stairs, towing him behind you as he laughed, warm and deep. You led him up his own staircase, then stopped in the upper hallway, uncertain which room was the master.

He scooped you up into his arms bridal style like you weighed nothing, causing you to squeal in surprise and loop your arms around his neck. He laughed as he headed for the last door on the right. "This way, sweetness." You hid your face against his neck and grinned at the nickname.

He gave you a little toss onto the bed and you landed with a bounce, giggling as you pulled your top over your head. Ari tugged your shorts over your hips and down your legs, leaving you in your cute little sunshine yellow bikini. He raised his eyebrows at you and you shrugged, stretching into an arch, arms above your head. "We always end up at the beach."

The bikini was held on with strings that tied into cute little bows. "I can appreciate that," he murmured. "Let me get a condom."

You extended a leg to stop him with your foot on his hip. "I'm clean, tested last week for this vacation, and I'm on birth control."

He met your eyes, that beautiful blue gazing at you like you just saved the world. "I'm clean, too," he offered, voice a little rougher. "You sure, beautiful?"

You smiled at him, warmth spreading through your chest. "Yeah, I'm sure. Nobody's called me beautiful. I like that."

"Yeah?" He crawled into the bed, hovering over you, caging you in. "You must be with some stupid people because you are gorgeous." His fingers touched your hair, his eyes staring into yours with an intensity that made you squirm.

His fingers tugged at the bows that kept the bikini top on, pulling the yellow fabric away from your chest. His eyes flicked down to it and stayed there. Big, warm hands pushed you flat on your back before they cupped your tits reverently. He squeezed them a little, pushing them together, then looked back up at you. Keeping eye contact, he leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth.

His tongue swirled around it and you arched, breathing out on a sigh. He moved from breast to breast, sucking and licking your nipples, biting the soft flesh around them, too. A sharp little nip made you gasp and jerk and he licked the spot in apology, looking back up at you.

He crawled higher up your body to kiss you, hips getting between your thighs, one hand leaning his weight on the bed near your head. His kisses just confirmed the sex god status you'd suspected and you squirmed under him, just to feel all the places where his weight was leaning into you. He kissed away from your mouth, down to your jaw, then your throat. Exploration found that sweet spot you had just behind your jaw and below your ear. Shivers spilled down your spine as pathetic little needy sounds escaped your mouth and your hands came up to clasp at his back, fingers digging into his lats. He smiled against your skin before he sucked gently at the area again.

You lifted your hips with a little cry, trying to rub against him for friction. He made a pleased sound but started back down your body. His hands came to your hips to hold them still as he went back to worshiping your chest. Slow kisses moved further downward, over your tummy as he slipped off the bed to the floor. His hands got busy, tugging the strings to your bikini bottom until the bows unraveled and he could tug the scrap of fabric out from under you, tossing it aside.

Ari on his knees between your legs was a revelation. You couldn't help but stare as he kissed down along your hip, then across your pelvis. He reached up to push his hair back, one eye looking up at you. You sucked in a breath, getting wound tighter and tighter as he approached your pussy. He flashed you a smile as he pressed a sweet little kiss on your mound.

He hugged one thigh to him and pushed the other out to open you up. He kissed along the outer lips of your pussy, then nipped along the inside of your thighs, ratcheting the tension higher. When his tongue finally touched the slick valley between your thighs your head fell back against the bed with a little moan. He gave it a wet, open-mouthed kiss that let him explore from your opening upward, then settled on your clit.

He stared up at you, tongue lapping and swirling, flickering back and forth over the little bundle of nerves. He closed his lips over it and sucked and your head fell back again, arms above it in complete surrender. All the little noises he coaxed out of you got louder and more intense as he worked. Your hips jerked and he gripped them gently, keeping you exactly where he wanted you.

He pulled back a bit and spit on your folds, fingers rubbing it against your clit and you squirmed, giving a strangled little sound. His hands pushed your thighs back and flat, going back to sucking and licking at you like it was his damn job.

Once he was sure you'd keep your legs open he reached up with one hand to slip his fingers into your mouth and you mimicked his rhythm around the tips with your tongue. When he took them back he played with a nipple, slick digits stroking feather-light before he pinched and rolled it between them and his thumb.

His other hand moved between your legs, a finger slipping inside you easily. He moved in and out, slowly at first, then faster, adding another and canting them up to catch your G spot. You couldn't help the sound that came out of your mouth then, hands slapping down on either side of your body to curl in the duvet. You kept lifting your head so you could watch, but then he'd send electricity shooting up your spine and it would fall back again.

He sped up, fingering you fast and hard enough to get your tits rocking a little. He licked and sucked at you like a fiend and you writhed under him as your orgasm crashed over you, loud little cries of his name spilling from your mouth like a melisma.

He eased up, then pulled back entirely, wiping his mouth and beard with his hand, both wet with your juices. Standing, he pushed his swim shorts down over his hips and lower. His dick sprang out and slapped his stomach and your mouth practically watered. Long and thick with a cut head that was wet with precum. He had no tan lines, all the same shade of golden bronze the sun had made him. You sat up happily and maneuvered onto your hands and knees at the edge of the bed. He put his hand on the back of your head as you took him into the warm cave of your mouth, just resting, not restraining you.

The weight of him on your tongue made you groan and you bobbed your head to take as much of him as was comfortable, hands coming up to stroke the rest of him and play with his balls at the same time. Precum leaked over your tongue and you swallowed while making a happy sound. He chuckled softly and pet your hair, curving his big hand over the contour of your head affectionately. "Yeah? Good?"

You looked up at him and deliberately made your eyes wide and innocent, watching it hit him like a blow to the head, his face going slack with lust and a deep groan coming from his chest. You managed a muffled, "Mm-hmm," and then really went to work. Each dip of your head took more and more of him in, little choking sounds escaping your lips as you got him to the edge of your throat. He gathered your hair into a ponytail, holding it for you without forcing your head down or changing your pace. Saliva overflowed your lips and you used it to slick the rest of his cock and even down to his balls. Every now and then, you'd pull back and spit on him, rubbing it along his length, until your hands on him almost felt as wet as your mouth.

You knew your limits and you took him there, just edging down into your actual esophagus with the tip and no further. The urge to choke tapped insistently at the back of your awareness, along with the contractions of your stomach muscles. Your gag reflex wasn't particularly sensitive but Ari was a little bit bigger than your experience allowed. You pulled back with a gasp, blinking tears from your vision that spilled down your cheeks.

"Shit, beautiful," Ari murmured and used his hold on you to drag you up into a kiss, heedless of the mess your face was at the moment. "Gotta stop that for now or this'll be over before I want it to be."

You laughed and wiped the drool off your face with the back of your arm. Ari used his thumbs to gently brush away your tears, smiling at you. "Wanna go for a ride?" When you nodded he climbed on the bed, then manhandled you on top of him, clearly enjoying the squeak that produced.

You sat up straighter and bore down on him as he sank inside you. He was thicker than anyone you'd ever taken and it burned a little in the best way possible. You braced your hands on his glorious chest and started rolling your hips in a sinuous undulation that shifted him back and forth inside you. You lifted up and went back down on every back sway, aiming for and finding the spot way up near your cervix that nobody ever seemed to hit.

He stared up at you the whole time, his hands wandering your body and occasionally gripping your hips but letting you be in charge. His cheeks were flushed and that just made his blue eyes that much brighter. You whimpered and mewled through it with zero concept of pride, not caring how pathetic and cockdrunk you sounded as long as that end shimmering in the distance found you.

The closer it got, the faster your hips went until you were writhing on top of him. He curled those big hands around the back and sides of your head, bringing you down to touch foreheads. It was the most intense eye contact you'd ever experienced period, let alone during sex. "You gonna come?" he asked, voice quiet.

"Uh-huh."

"Yeah? Gonna soak my dick, sweetheart?"

"Uh-huh, yes, please, please…" You couldn't help begging, eyelids fluttering as your eyes rolled back in your head. The orgasm drew up high to tower over you before crashing down like a tsunami, leaving you to shout your way through it, hips losing all rhythm.

Ari cursed and grabbed them hard enough that you knew you'd have some marks the next day. The idea made you warm and squirmy inside. He held you still and planted his feet on the mattress, jackhammering up into you hard and fast.

You cried out as you felt another swell rising in the distance before your first orgasm had even finished. You closed your eyes against the bright blue of his, the potency of his gaze threatening to catapult you into that second climax too soon.

"Oh, my God!"

He watched you, laser-focused on every microexpression.  You shook your head, not exactly sure what you were denying but Ari seemed to know, nodding in counterpoint. "Come on, honey, you can give me one more."

You whined and squeezed him tight in automatic reaction but shook your head again.

"Oh, I think you can," he practically purred. "Come on, gimme just one more, there's my sweet girl, cum for me."

You whimpered his name, eyelashes wet with tears as you shook apart on top of him, fluid gushing out of you in one of the most intense orgasms you'd ever experienced. He let out an actual growl and thrust up into you faster, losing his rhythm as he chased his end. He dragged you down and shoved up into you, holding you there as he came, staring up at you, mouth open as he panted.

You both hung in the moment, suspended in bliss before you collapsed down against his chest like a fallen tree. "Oh, my God," you repeated, face buried against his neck.

He laughed a little, breathless, and nodded in agreement, hands running up and down your back, warm and soothing. After long moments of afterglow, Ari asked, "How long is your vacation?"

"Three weeks," you murmured sleepily, fingers toying with a lock of his hair. It was just as silky as you'd imagined it to be and you made a mental note to check out what conditioner he used before you left.

"Hmm. Three weeks. That's a long time. Need company?"

You pushed yourself up to see his face, smiling slowly. "Why? You offering?"

He grinned up at you and it was like the sun shining, bright and happy. "I'm offering." He kissed your forehead. "Asking." The tip of your nose. "Begging." The corner of your mouth. You giggled and he squeezed around your middle in a hug.

You gave him a sweet, closed-mouth kiss, letting your eyes close as you lingered. "I think we could work something out. Wouldn't want you to be lonely."

He chuckled and drew you back down into a kiss that was much less chaste than the one before, settling in for a lazy makeout session. After all, the day was just getting started.

[onsunnyside]

Imagine this CUTIE MILKY JUST WITNESS THAT! 🤧 THOSE BLACK INNOCENT EYES! 😫😩 LOVE THE SLEEPY HOLLOW FIC!!! ❤️❤️❤️

poor innocent milky has seen disgusting things 😖 thots below !!

when you aren’t home and Ari breaks into your dorm, milky is sitting pretty on your bed, watching him search through your dirty laundry for your panties. Then he sits on your bed and reads through your journal while sniffing your underwear, eventually getting rock hard and jerking off right there, reading your darkest fantasies scribbled in blue pen 😳 it makes him think that maybe… maybe you are meant for him after all

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Make me write tag

I wasn't tagged but really wanted to do this.

Rules: Make a 24hour poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It's fine if you only have one.) Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote recieved.

no pressure tags! @brandycranby @nickfowlerrr @inklore @vellicore @thornsnvultures

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witchywithwhiskey's rules and masterlist

about me: molly ◦ 30s ◦ she/her rules: ✧ you must be 18 or older to interact with my blog ✧ ageless and blank blogs will be blocked ✧ none of my works should be copied, translated or reposted in any way ✧ don't send asks/dms with nsfw gifs, vids or links unless you've asked me first important notes: ✧ i don't do taglists. do not ask to be added to a taglist ✧ i'm open to requests but i'll only fill them if they interest me ✧ i write for chris evans, sebastian stan and henry cavil characters. no rpf links: ao3 ◦ main blog

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latest

springtime fun [smut, fluff] multiple characters, springtime-themed

trucker king part 3 [smut] dark ari levinson, trucker au

the endurance of a super-soldier [smut], steve rogers, catws 10-year anniversary

inappropriate attire [smut] steve rogers, avengers tower au, coworkers to lovers

bucky's birthday wish [fluff] bucky barnes, avengers tower au, bucky's birthday

steve rogers masterlist

bucky barnes masterlist

other chris evans characters

andy barber (defending jacob):

warm you up [smut] fluffy winter smut, established relationship

by the light of the christmas tree [smut] boss au, established bdsm relationship

the right girl [smut] dad's best friend 🌟💖

a decent man [smut] strangers to lovers in a bar

ari levinson (the red sea diving resort):

the sun and the fool [fluff] lotr au, elf au, meet cute

always keep my heart safe [smut] ceo au, established bdsm relationship (drabble follow up: vacation with ceo ari) ⭐️💖

cole turner (ghosted):

the only man for you ⟨part 1⟩ and the only one for him ⟨part 2⟩ [smut] dark au

lloyd hansen (the gray man):

getting filled for christmas [smut] established bdsm relationship

the fate that found you and part 2 [smut] strangers to lovers, dark-ish

ransom drysdale (knives out):

the way he adored you [smut] fake dating, friends to lovers 💖

these wicked games of his [smut] established relationship

other sebastian stan characters

nick fowler (the 355):

worship your dark lord [smut] lotr au, monster au, established relationship

an easy deal to make [smut] acquaintances to lovers

henry cavill characters

august walker (mission: impossible - fallout):

don't let go [smut] friends to lovers

a bird in a cage [smut, non-con] stalker au

not a part of the mission [fluff] forced proximity, bed sharing ⭐️

geralt of rivia (the witcher):

your love would prevail [angst, fluff] orpheus and eurydice retelling 💖

multiple MMCs

andy barber (defending jacob), ari levinson (the red sea diving resort), ransom drysdale (knives out), nick fowler (the 355), steve kemp (fresh):

giving your body and soul to the warlocks [smut] warlock au (more info and back story about the warlocks) ⭐️

series masterlists

ONGOING: trucker king [dark, smut] trucker au, ari levinson (+ other characters)

ONGOING: a bun in the oven series [smut, fluff] baker au, steve rogers

ONGOING: see you next shift series [smut, angst, fluff] coffeeshop au, bucky barnes, eventual steve rogers

COMPLETE: you belong to me, i belong to you [smut] dark bucky barnes

collections and challenge masterlists

springtime fun [smut, fluff] springtime-themed, multiple characters

LOTR-verse universe [smut, fluff, angst] lord of the rings au, multiple characters

a cozy steve rogers autumn [smut, fluff] fall-themed steve rogers fics

halloween fics [smut, fluff, angst] multiple characters

30 day writing trope challenge masterlist [smut, fluff, angst] multiple characters

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NEW ADDITIONS MASTERLIST PT 1

NO MORE STORIES WILL BE ADDED TO THIS MASTERLIST

*= smut

Chris Evans + Characters:

Firecracker 1/? (Ari Levinson)

Firecracker 2/?*

Firecracker 3/?

Firecracker 4/?*

Stay* (Ransom)

Shameless* (Jensen)

Chris Evans Drabble #1*

Chris Evans Drabble #2

Chris Evans Drabble #3

Chris Evans Drabble #4

The Strategist* (Ransom)

Cancun (Ransom)

Worried Sick (Ransom)

Am I Left? Am I Flawed? (Ransom)

Vincenzo Stories:

Guilty Pleasures 1/2* (Hanseok)

Guilty Pleasures 2/2*

Know Your Place* (Hanseok)

Different Kind of Love* (Vincenzo)

Only With You* (Hanseok)

Marvel Stories:

Numb 1/2 (Johnny Storm)

Numb 2/2*

Not Forgiven* (Shang Chi)

The Oscars* (Tom Hardy)

You Left, Not Me 1/2 (Druig)

You Left, Not Me 2/2 *

Mute (Druig)

Vulnerability (Steve Rogers)

To Feel 1/2 (Steve Rogers)

To Feel 2/2

I Hate It When You (Steve Rogers) *

Numb 1/2 (Johnny Storm)

Numb 2/2 *

Hard to Love (Steve Rogers)

Reunited 1/2 (Druig)

Reunited 2/2

Chosing You (Druig)*

Lost You 1/2 (Loki)

Lost You 2/2

Oh Princess (Druig)

Since the Blip (Bucky)

Call First (Frank Castle) *

Off the Rail 1/3 (Frank Castle)*

Off the Rails 2/3

Off the Rails 3/3*

Get Out of Hell's Kitchen (Frank Castle)

Fancy Me (Frank Castle)*

By Pure Coincidence (Frank Castle + Matt Murdock)*

What I'm Meant to Do (Matt Murdock)

Charlie Hunnam + Characters:

Desperate, Are We?* (Raymond Smith)

Desperate, Are We? pt. 2

Desperate, Are We? pt. 3*

Lick Me Like That* (Raymond Smith)

Your Dad's Bestfriend 1/2 (Charlie Hunnam)

Your Dad's Bestfriend 2/2*

Pretty Little Stalker 1/2* (Raymond Smith)

Pretty Little Stalker 2/2

Yes, My King 1/2 (King Arthur)

Yes, My King 2/2 *

When in Peru 1/3 (Will Miller)

When in Peru 2/3

When in Peru 3/3*

Take Shelter* (Will Miller)

Kick Rocks (Jax Teller)

Peaky Blinders Stories:

Breaking Ties* (Thomas Shelby)

Had (Thomas Shelby)

Traitor 1/2 (Alfie Solomons)*

Traitor 2/2

Earn You 1/2 (Finn Shelby)

Earn You 2/2*

Give a Chance* (Finn Shelby)

Move In (Finn Shelby)

Misc. Stories:

Don't Give In* (Bane)

Ruined the Moment (Tom Hardy)

A Friend From Beacon Hills* (Robby Keen)

Overlooked* (Robby Keen)

Ghosts of the Past (Geralt)

Ancestral Plane (Geralt)

Remember Your First 1/2 (Geralt)

Remember Your First 2/2

Love/Hate (Andre Lyon)*

Just Business (Andre Lyon)*

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Master List

Hello and welcome to my growing masterlist! I write mainly for Marvel at the moment but who knows what else I’ll end up writing in the future. This is an 18+ only masterlist and all my "reader" stories are "female reader" unless otherwise specified. I appreciate you all respecting my boundaries and not interacting with me if you are a minor. If you have a prompt or drabble request send it over! I won’t guarantee it’ll be written but I’ll do my best. Enjoy!

I DO NOT GIVE MY CONSENT TO REPOST ANY OF MY STORIES ON ANY SITE OTHER THAN TUMBLR.

Writing Challenge Master

Steve Rogers:

Concentrated Sunlight (Florist Steve x Reader AU)

In Bloom (Florist Steve x Reader AU) 18+ ONLY

Just Say It And I’m Yours (Series)

Bad Day (Steve x Reader)

Morning Sick (Steve Rogers x Reader)

I Just Want to Look At You (Steve Rogers x Reader) 18+ ONLY

Into the Frey (Steve Rogers x reader)

Greatest Love Story (100 word drabble)

Sam Wilson:

Walk Me Home (Sam Wilson x Reader AU)

Take Me Home

Falcons (Sam Wilson x Reader AU)

I licked it, it's mine (18+ ONLY)

Let Me Come Home (Sam Wilson x Reader)

The Perfect Dress (Sam Wilson x Reader)

The Talk (18+ only)

What's that tune (Drabble)

Bucky Barnes:

Ukulele (Bucky Barnes x Reader AU)

Team-Building (Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes x Reader) 18+ ONLY

Beautiful Music (Bucky Barnes x Reader AU) 18+ ONLY

Friend Date 

Heaven’s Not Too Far 

Don’t Over Do It

Knocked Out (Bucky x Reader)

Full of Sleep (Bucky x Reader)

Like You Have a Choice (Bucky x Reader) 18+ ONLY

I Can Treat You Better (Stalker!Bucky x Reader)

Rejected (Bucky x Reader) 18+ ONLY

My Omega (Dark!Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader) Dark 18+ONLY

All Dressed Up (Bucky Barnes x Reader) 18+ ONLY

First Time (Librarian!Bucky x Reader) 18+ ONLY

Stuffed Full (Baker!Bucky x Reader) 18+only

Gentle Massage (Bucky x Reader)

Daddy Shark

Andy Barber:

Hidden Talent (Andy Barber x Reader)

When Can You Start (Andy Barber x Reader) 18+ ONLY

Ten Minute Recess (Andy Barber x Reader) 18+ ONLY

Banana Pancakes 

Andy Barber Headcanon 18+ ONLY

Misc Characters:

I Am The Law (Dark!Lee Bodecker x Reader) 18+ ONLY

I’ve Got My Eyes On You (Dark! Jake Jensen x Reader) 18+ ONLY

Dark!Jake Jensen HC (18+ ONLY)

New Mascot (Ari Levinson x reader)

Soothe a Broken Heart (Nick Vaughan x reader)

Drunken Sin (Ransom x Reader) 18+ ONLY

HC Frank Adler x Reader

Grand Central (Nick Vaughan x reader)

Friendly Neighbors (Frank Adler x reader)

Soft!Dark Frank Adler Headcanon

Make A Wish (Frank Adler x reader)