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dc418writes · 6 months

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✨Pairing✨: trucker!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader

Summary🪄: It’s always a time when uncle Ari comes around

⚠️: uncle!Ari (just as damaging as dad!Ari and regular Ari lol) mention of nightmares, pretty much all fluff💕

A/N🎤: Hey guys! Another Halloween themed fic but this time with a softer Ari😌. This will serve as atonement to myself (and others who might be affected) for daring to make my fave dark in my last post lol. Hope you guys like it!!

*DISCLAIMER!: although visual made by me via Canva, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pics used as they were all found on Pinterest*

As expected, four year old Grace had been attached to Ari since the moment you both arrived to babysit for the night. You wouldn’t say you were upset seeing that he was her uncle and that they’ve talked nearly every day since she could babble, but there was still a little sting every time you were greeted with a quiet “hi” or short wave before she was gone and you long forgotten.

Like now as they dug through their shared pumpkin emptying it’s stringy contents while you were in charge of decorating the sugar cookies waiting on the cooling rack.

“S’cold!,” she squealed dumping out her handful of pumpkin guts.

“Be careful of the seeds, you swallow one and a huge pumpkin’s gonna grow in your belly,” Ari warned to which little Grace quickly shook her head.

“Nuh-uh!”

“Uh-huh!”

“No uncle Ari, we can eat. See?” Before either of you can say anything, she’s quick to set one on her tongue happily chewing until she can swallow it down rubbing her belly. “I’m fine.”

“I guess you showed me huh,” he chuckles tapping her nose and leaving some juice from his finger on her skin successfully turning it light orange. Grace is quick to retaliate though rubbing her hands on his cheeks to leave behind tiny pieces of string as she giggles - and you do too from the other side of the kitchen.

Honestly you couldn’t blame her for picking Ari over you as her favorite. You’d choose him too if you had to pick between the two of you.

“Alright, it’s pretty much cleaned out now. You want scary or funny?,” he asks watching as she adorably tapped her tiny finger to her temple in thought.

“Hmm…funny!”

“Got it,” he nods. “Why don’t you get cleaned up and help your aunt with cookies?”

“I got everything we could ever want Grace,” you smile reaching in your grocery bag full of decorating goodies. “There’s sprinkles - three different shapes I might add - glitter, edible stickers, and stencils to help us draw shapes!”

The way she gazed at the sprinkles with her mouth in a little “o”, you think you’ve got her. Finally able to bond with her over a shared love of cookies like you were in one of those Hallmark movies. Like a little happy family.

“Um..wanna stay with uncle Ari.”

Well, so much for that.

“Oh okay,” you answer successfully hiding your hurt behind your nonchalance. Ari still notices though giving you a sympathetic smile and mouthing, “sorry.”

You appreciated him trying, but maybe you were just meant to be the fun uncle’s wife that barely got a hello. And who tends to go overboard with cookie decorating supplies.

•

“Alright ladies are we ready?,” Ari asks sitting on the navy blue sectional between you and a bouncy Grace nodding yes. During your spaghetti dinner - made by Ari since apparently his was the best although he used your recipe - he suggested that you all watch a movie afterwards.

Specifically, Gremlins.

His thought process being what better way for everyone - more so you and Grace - to spend time together than to watch a movie? Especially a spooky one seeing that it was the night before Halloween. You, on the other hand, had a few concerns on his niece potentially being scared of the little troublesome creatures.

“She’ll be fine. It’s not that scary,” he assured kissing your cheek.

Freshly bathed and in her appropriately themed pumpkin pajamas, Grace couldn’t wait holding on tight to her Mickey Mouse blanket as she watched her uncle press play.

“Share with me!,” she smiles just as Ari spreads the bigger, cream blanket over both yours and his lap.

“I’m not gonna fit though bug.”

“Uh huh! Watch,” she states crawling into his lap and neatly spreading the grey blanket over her legs and his thighs. You - again - casted off to the side with your blanket as she tilts her head back to look up at him. “We fit!”

“Y-Yea, looks like we do.” He gives you another sympathetic smile draping his arm around your shoulders while you bundle deeper under the blanket.

“I’d rather be by myself anyway. Little does she know her uncle is a blanket hog,” you think trying to make yourself feel better.

•

Ari appeared to be right on Grace not being scared. She even fell asleep towards the end with her upper half on the cushion next to them and lower half still on his lap; mouth wide open pointed towards the ceiling. Ari was the one to tuck her in bed, while you cleaned up the blankets and plates of cookie crumbs left in the living room.

You were the last to enter the shared guest room to finally get ready for bed yourself. Your love struck husband taking turns gazing at you and the last period of some hockey game as you strode back and forth from the bathroom to the bedroom. A small, dopey smile on his lips watching you wash your face and apply all your products.

“Share with me?,” he pouts with those puppy eyes making you giggle while sliding into the full sized bed.

“I don’t know,” you sigh, “I feel like Grace is gonna somehow come in saying how she wants you to sleep in her room instead because that’s where you’re supposed to be.”

Yes probably a little petty, but you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

His tattooed arms bring you closer into his body pecking the top of your head as you settle between his pecs. A low “aw” vibrating in his chest while his hands rub along your back.

“I know I probably sound jealous, but I’m not. I love how you have a great relationship with your niece! But it’s like she hates me and I have no idea what I did.”

He knew that had always been a bit of a fear for you. Kids hating you for whatever reason, thus meaning you shouldn’t have them although you did desire to be a mother one day. It’s why you were nervous meeting Grace all those years ago, afraid that the smallest mess up would ruin everything.

It didn’t help that the minute Ari passed her to you, she began whining and squirming. Your coos of comfort and gentle rocks didn’t seem to help, only making her more agitated not getting what she wanted. She didn’t stop until she was back in Ari’s strong arms and you kept your distance the rest of the visit cautious of a repeat interaction.

If only he could get you to ignore that fear and really see how everyone you met - adults and children alike - had no issues with you. Some even left enchanted by the charisma you thought you lacked.

“I promise, she doesn’t hate you gorgeous.”

“She said so?,” you quietly ask lifting your head with a hint of hope.

“Well…no. But she didn’t say the opposite either.” He tried to soothe your qualms, but it’s not helping the way he hoped watching your head fall back to his chest with a light huff. “Trust me sweetheart. I guess she’s just attached to me because-,”

“You’re amazing and clearly the favorite,” you mumble making him chuckle.

“I was gonna say because I talk to her more, but I’ll take the compliment.”

It’s not long after that you’re both falling asleep lulled by the shared warmth from holding each other. Ari’s soft snores vibrating the side of your face still lying on his chest.

You think you’re dreaming when a mix of a whine and cry hits your ears disrupting your rest and making you groggily sit up. Hearing feet shuffling outside your door though confirms those sounds are in fact real, giving you more motivation to investigate.

Your husband’s too far gone in his own dreamland to be affected by your moving; still lightly snoring with an arm over his forehead and the other out by his side.

Quietly opening the door, you wrap your arms around yourself in your thin pajama set feeling the chill of the night air seeping into your sister in law’s house before carefully padding out to the living room. There, you notice something on the couch moving under the blanket you folded earlier causing you to freeze in place. It was then you realized you probably should’ve woken Ari up so he could be the one playing detective or at least grabbed something you could use to defend yourself.

“H-Hello?,” you call out to the dim space only lit by a couple plug in nightlights in the walls.

“Hi,” Grace’s soft voice responds with a short sniffle.

You also realize how you’re sleepy brain might not be fully thinking straight unable to conclude earlier how it could just be your own niece sitting there on the couch.

Stepping closer, you sit on the cushion next to hers peeling back the cotton throw until you see her splotchy face and red eyes. Water attached to her curled lashes and some still threatening to spill over. “What’s wrong?”

“Bad dream…gwemlins,” she answers using the blanket to wipe her eyes. You immediately hug her close as you coo and assure her everything’s okay.

And surprisingly, she hugs you back.

Her tiny arms wrap tight around you - well, as far as they could with her adorably short reach - almost refusing to let you go.

“Yea, when they get angry they can be scary huh?”

She nods. “And have very very sharp teeth.”

“They do, but luckily they’re not real so there’s nothing-,”

A crash from the back room startles both of you making Grace scream, with the six year old nearly choking you now having her arms around your neck.

“It’s them!,” she cries hiding her face in your shoulder just as Ari limps into the living room holding his knee and appearing half asleep.

“Damn dresser,” he grumbles wiping his eyes that quickly fill with concern seeing both of you on the couch and his niece upset. “What’s wrong?”

“Grace had a nightmare about Gremlins,” you answer pointedly glaring at him as if saying, “I told you so!”

The slight wince on his face isn’t just from an uncomfortable knee as he walks forward to perch on the coffee table. “I’m sorry bug. I didn’t mean to show that to you to scare you.”

“Not nice uncle Ari,” she mumbles still attached to you.

“Forgive me?,” he pouts holding his arms out for a hug. “Peas?”

Wiping her eyes one last time, a small smile begins to spread on her lips as she moves from you to Ari. A fit of giggles rapidly escaping her mouth as his larger body practically swallows hers in a bear hug and he attacks her cheeks with kisses. A dramatic “mwah” sounding every time he made contact causing you to giggle as well.

And fantasize the undoubtedly joyful future you’d both have with your own children.

“Don’t do it again!,” she chastises when he stops. Wagging her finger inches from his nose making him chuckle. She was definitely her mother’s child.

“I promise I won’t.”

“Alright guys,” you sigh, “Since it’s gonna be a bit difficult to go back to sleep, I say we watch something happy.”

“Not Gwemlins!”

“No definitely not,” you chuckle. “I was thinking..Aladdin.”

“Yay! I love Aladdin!,” she claps in Ari’s arms as he picks her up so they both can sit on the couch. To both of your surprise, Grace crawls from her uncle’s lap and squeezes between you and Ari. “You like too?”

“Mhm, I even went as Princess Jasmine for Halloween when I was little.” You have to admit, seeing that gleam of admiration in her eyes as she gazed up at you made you silently thank Ari for showing her that movie. It was the reason behind this bonding moment that you didn’t think would happen.

As the movie played, you and Grace talked about the scenes and of course sung along to your heart’s content not caring if you were off key. All the while Ari watched you both with a soft smile on his pink lips loving how fast of friends you’d become.

And when you both fell asleep - you leaning on his shoulder and her across your lap - he couldn’t help but sneakily take a picture with his phone. Sending it to you with a message saying “looks like you’re amazing and a clear favorite too😉”.

#ari levinson #ari levinson x black!reader #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson x woc #ari levinson au #red sea diving resort #chris evans #chris evans x black reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans x woc!reader

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myfanficlibraries · 1 year

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Ari Levinson

Biker AU

1) Afterthought by @stargazingfangirl18 Featuring: Andy Barber Cheating

2) Biker!Ari Drabble by @angrythingstarlight Masturbation

College AU

1) Big Boy: Study Break by @onsunnyside Smut

Fairytale AU

1) Beauty and the Beast by @mdpplgtz03 Smut

Fluff

1) Fitness by @our-marvel-universe Trainer!Ari

Series

1) Bad Moon Rising by @biteofcherry Alpha!Ari Omega!Reader Ongoing Series Soft Dark Smut

2) This Love is Good, This Love is Bad by @wildestdreamsblog Complete Series Smut in later parts Soft Dark

Smut

1) Addicted to You by @rogerswifesblog Sex Pollen

2) Beard Burn by @biteofcherry Featuring: Bucky Barnes

3) Sweet Thrill by @biteofcherry Mafia!Ari Soft Dark?

4) Trucker Ari by @imyourbratzdoll

Tarzan AU

1) Smut drabble by @imaginedreamwrite

Werebear AU

1) Fluff Drabble by @imaginedreamwrite

2) Picnic by @imaginedreamwrite

3) Taste of Honey by @imaginedreamwrite Complete Series

#ari levinson x reader #ari levinson #ari levinson master list #ari levinson masterlist #beast!ari levinson #werebear!ari levinson #tarzan!ari levinson #soft dark!ari levinson #soft dark ari levinson #frat boy!ari levinson #college!ari levinson

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evansbby · 2 months

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i unconsciously always correlate somno n free use with ari bc he would be soooo mean with his words but also make u see stars???

ugh we’d be doing something casually like trying to reach something in the cupboard and he’d just bend us over n take us being all “yeah, you’re just a good little hole for me arent you” UGHHHH but his aftercare would also be top tier!!!

also if he comes home late n we’re already asleep, he’d slip into bed to fuck us n shush us if we start making any noise!! “ssh, it’s just daddy baby, go back to sleep. just need to use you for a bit, yeah?” GRAHHHHHH he can use me anytime!!

(i hope this doesnt make u uncomfy LMFAOO)

(also if u havent yet i highly recommend witchywithwhiskey’s trucker!ari series…….. STUCK IN MY HEAD.)

- 🧢 is this anon taken IDK

Oh yes, I can totally imagine Ari coming home late from work and you’re already asleep but he needs to fuck you now bc he has a hard long day at work and he can’t wait till tomorrow morning. So he just climbs on top of you and pushes himself inside you and you wake up all confused like “daddy? what’s going on?” And Ari’s deep voice all soothingly in your ear he’s like, “shhh baby it’s okay, go back to sleep. daddy’s just gonna use you for a while, okay?” And OF COURSE it’s okay bc he’s your daddy and he’s in charge of your body and can fuck you whenever he wants to and you keep drifting in and out of sleep as he holds you down on the bed and fucks you soooo deep and good with his thick daddy dick 🥹🥹🥹🫶🏼🫶🏼

#and ty for the recommendation!!!#anon #🧢 anon

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jamneuromain · 9 months

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Do you have any age gap (legal OBV) stories to recommend about Steve Rogers or other CE characters?

Hi nonnie<3 Thanks for asking! Hehehe you've come to the right person for this ask :3

Since I don't really know whether you are asking for an age gap fic where Steve is older than Reader, or Reader older than Steve, so I'm gonna recommend a little bit of both <3

Steve Rogers age gap fics (where Steve is older than Reader):

Attached by @anika-ann: I literally wouldn't recommend any other fic before this one. It's funny, smutty, and full-on fluffy. It's an AU about the story between student!Reader and substitute Professor!Rogers. It doesn't specify how many years are there between Reader and Steve, but it's implied multiple times in the story.

The White Queen by Echoinsanity: This is the most amazing fic I've read regarding a Hydra!Reader and Captain America!Steve. It's about 87k and the author is currently writing the second part to this series :3

A litte bit of something else:

A Royal Scandal by @donutloverxo and LizzyGal: A Royalty AU with modern King!Steve and Chief of Staff!Reader. I would say the authors didn't specify about an age gap but I think it's a pleasant read :3

Steve Rogers fics (where Reader is older than Steve):

This is where @rogerswifesblog/@rogerswifesblog-updates comes in :3

Teach Me How to be Good: Tutor!Reader and Student!Steve. Tutor is 25, hired by Steve's father to give Steve （18） some tutoring ...

It's All about the...: Sugar mommy!Reader and Stripper!Steve. Reader's friend pulled reader into a stripper club where she met Steve, who was desperate for money (and of course, everything that happened after

CEVANS Character fics (Andy/Ari/... older than Reader)

@oh-my-damn:

Highways and Heatstrokes (Trucker!Ari x Hitchhiker!Reader)

Diplomatic Negotiations (Teacher!Ari x Student!Reader)

Sweet Heartache (DA!Andy x Intern!Reader)

@ronearoundblindly:

Bedrock and Blueprints (Ari x Reader, best friend to lovers trope)

@onsunnyside:

Flamingo King (Trailer Park!Ari x Reader)

And also shamelessly my own :3

You Had Me Before Hello (College AU, Ari x Student!Reader)

Dancing in the Daydream (Professor!Andy x Student!Reader)

That being said, there are also a lot of pretty amazing stories from the writers I've reblogged from (tagged #jnmreads) and you can check their masterlist/works!

#jnmanswers #inbox <3 #inbox open #anon ask

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arndylevinbarber · 2 years

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I JUST HAVE TO SHARE THESE!!! Below are the full fics that I’ve read last month that I think might interest you! I’ve read almost all of them in one sitting😅

ALL RECOMMENDED FICS ARE 18+. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

✨Enjoy✨

🔥 Highways and Heatstrokes by @oh-my-damn

Pairing: Trucker! Ari Levinson x Hitchhiker! Reader

THIS WAS SO SPICY. God I love Ari so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

🔥 Wooden Facade by @pagesoflauren

Pairing: Lumberjack! Ari Levinson x Reader

This one has a spinoff/sequel that’s in the works! It’s called House of Stone and it’s Professor! Andy Barber x Student! Reader and I’m so so so excited how it’ll continue😭🤍

🔥 The Highest Bidder by @pagesoflauren (Current read!!)

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

I’m still not done with this but so far I just know my heart is about to burst from the mixture of slow burn, mutual pining and ANGST.

#Chris Evans #Chris Evans x Reader #Chris Evans Characters #Fic Recs #Ari Levinson x Reader #Ransom Drysdale x Reader #Ari Levinson #Ransom Drysdale #Andy Barber #Andy Barber x Reader

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oh-my-damn · 2 years

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Sugar & Spice

A/N: Chapter three of Highways & Heatstrokes

Series Summary: After running away from your small hometown you venture out into the vast landscape, in search of a better life in New York City. When you meet truck driver Ari Levinson at a gas station, he offers you a ride, promising to take you as far as he can. But when it inevitably becomes time to part ways, will you follow your head or your heart?

Chapter Warnings: SMUT - praise, dumbification, a bit of degradation (nothing crazy), unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), forced multiple orgasms, rough sex, dirty talk (ari is filthy), anal play, mention of anal sex, breeding kink/creampie kink.

Word Count: 5500

The beautiful divider is by @firefly-graphics

You wake up slowly, feeling slightly disoriented. When you try to move, a weight around your waist stops you. You open your eyes, realizing that you're facing the back wall that's up against the bed, and when you look down you realize what the heavy thing around your midriff is.

Ari's strong arm is draped over your waist, and it's not until then you realize that you also feel his chest pressed up against your back. You can feel his hot breath at the back of your neck, that's how close he is.

You're pretty sure he's still asleep, he might not even be aware he's doing it, but you can't help yourself. You press yourself the tiniest bit into him, relishing in his embrace, and when his arm tightens around you, you let out a content sigh.

He says nothing, but his hand moves back to pull at the duvet until it covers you as well, and then his arm goes back to wrap around you, this time under the soft cover. He pulls you closer, curling into you more with his upper body, his beard scratching your skin when he nuzzles his face into the back of your neck.

You release a shaky breath, butterflies swarming around your stomach as you relish in his closeness. You carefully move your arm until it's draped over his, your hand resting on top of his own.

You close your eyes again, preparing to go back to sleep since Ari is seemingly not too concerned about getting back on the road anytime soon. You feel warm and content, safe in his arms, and your relaxed state is making you sleepy all over again. It's been a while since you've felt safe when falling asleep.

But your eyes pop open suddenly when you feel his fingers move under yours. It's careful, hesitant, first his pointer finger moves against yours, and then his middle does the same. You lie still for a moment, unsure if he's fallen back asleep and this is just a tick because of dreaming, but then you feel it again.

You carefully curl your own fingers over the length of his, brushing them carefully, a touch thats barely there, to see if you get a response.

You do.

You can feel it as he spreads his fingers a little wider before the back of his hand presses into your palm, and like on instinct, you link your fingers with his.

He releases a quiet sigh against the back of your neck, pulling your entwined hands flush against your chest, making you press your back further into his chest.

It feels like you're electrified, like fireworks are going off in your belly. Your eyes close again, it's almost like if they're not open then it won't be real and you don't have to think about whether what is happening is okay.

You want it to happen, it feels so fucking good to have him this close, but you're also not sure if it even means anything. Ari is a truck driver, he's probably lonely most of the time, and perhaps he just likes to have another body close to him. Doesn't matter who that body belongs to.

But then you feel movement under you when Ari's other arm snakes under your pillow to pull himself even closer, despite it barely being possible. And then you feel as he curls his arm until his fingers brush against your forehead, smoothing over your hair.

His fingertips rub your scalp, making you let out another happy sigh, and in turn, his arm around your waist squeezes you a little tighter.

You tense a little when he speaks, worried he's going to want to stop, that he's changed his mind. But his words are a soft whisper, making you relax in his arms again when you hear them.

"You're beautiful. I hope you never doubt that again."

You smile, choosing to keep your eyes closed and not speak right away in fear it might make you wake up from this wonderful dream. Your fingers hold his a little tighter before you raise his hand to your lips, turning it over so you can press a kiss to his palm.

You whisper against his skin, "And that's coming from you."

You know it's not a dream when you hear his tired chuckle, his breath hitting the back of your neck, and then you almost let out a whimper when you feel his beard brush against your skin, his lips leaving a hesitant kiss.

You try to press into him more in response, but his chest is already flush against your back. You move your hips, wiggling them backwards to try and fit into where his legs are curled towards you. You were close already, but not close enough, his hips held back at an angle that's annoying you at this point. You want to be closer, feel his warmth against you all over your body.

You scoot your ass backwards to reach him, but then an annoyed sound leave your lips when he suddenly moves his hand out of your grasp to grip your hip, stopping you.

"Don't," he whispers, his voice deep and gruff from sleep, "Stay where you are."

"Why?" You whine quietly, wiggling your hips again, which only makes his fingers dig deeper into your skin.

"Sugar, you gotta stay where you are. Don't come closer."

You huff out an annoyed breath, frowning with your eyes closed, "But I want to be closer. I'm cold."

Ari chuckles, a deep, hoarse sound, "It's 100 degrees outside."

"But it isn't in here," you pout, "The aircon is on."

"I'll go turn it off then."

You can feel the bed dipping behind you as Ari starts to get up, but you quickly take his hand to pull him back down, "No, don't go, please."

You tug him into you, making him let out a surprised laugh as he practically crashes into your back.

Both of your hands grip his right arm, one placed on his forearm as the other holds on to his firm bicep, forcing him to lean his weight into you.

You hear him huff, trying to pull back a little but you don't relent, gripping him tighter.

"Sugar," he husks, his voice sounding strained, "You need to let me move back a little."

"Why?" You plead again, "I want you close."

"But-"

"But what?" You suddenly exclaim, turning onto your back to look at him.

He's leaning on his left forearm, looking down at you, his long hair falling over his eyes. His cheeks are slightly flushed, the color rushing down to his chest, and you let your eyes follow it, lingering on his firm pecks and the dusting of hair covering it. The duvet has slipped off during your antics, no longer covering him, and you can't stop yourself from taking in his full form.

Your gaze move down his chest, to his soft abs that are flexing at the angle he's lying in, and then they move further down, following the trail of hair below his belly button. When your eyes follow his happy trail even further, your breath hitches.

So that's why he didn't want to be closer.

Your eyes widen slightly at the large imprint in his briefs, his cock clearly hard as it's hidden behind the fabric.

Ari follows your eyeline and immediately grabs the comforter, pulling it up to cover his lower half.

Your throat goes dry when your eyes dart back up to meet his. His are apologetic, a small furrow to his brows, and the shade on his cheeks is even redder than before.

After a few seconds, he turns around, swinging his legs over the side of the bed as he sits up with his back to you.

His hand goes to the back of his neck, making his bicep bulge out. He rubs his neck as he mumbles, "I'm sorry, it just.. It just happens. Doesn't mean anythin'.."

You can't help but feel a pang of disappointment at that.

You sit up as well, your hand reaching out to touch his shoulder blade. His skin is hot to the touch and you let your fingers trail down his back gently as you whisper, "It doesn't?"

He shakes his head, keeping his eyes downcast when he clears his throat, "No, uh, you know how it is.. Just happens sometimes.."

"Randomly? Doesn't matter who it is?" You whisper quietly, your eyes hopeful as you watch him from behind.

He looks over his shoulder, cerulean eyes meeting yours, "What are ya askin' me, sugar?"

"Are you attracted to me?"

The words spill out like word vomit, but you wouldn't want to hold them back even if you could. You want to know if you've been imagining it, you want to know if he wants you as much as you want him.

Ari scoffs, shaking his head before he turns his back to you once again, "Stop being dumb."

Dumb.

Last time he called you that, you were offended. This time however, it shoots an electric shock through your body, straight to your core.

Your palm flattens on his back, sliding over his shoulder as you inch closer to him, whispering, "So you don't like me being dumb?"

Ari tenses under your touch, his eyes following your hand when it slides down to his bicep.

"Sugar, what are you doin'?"

"Feeling you," you whisper, moving closer again until you can touch him with your other hand as well. Both of your hands slide down his arms before they move under his armpits to his chest, placing both of your palms flat on his firm pecks. You lean your chest into his back, your face tucking into the crook of his neck, "You feel good.."

Ari doesn't say a word, but he watches your hands on his pecs, how your fingers press experimentally on the soft muscles.

"Want me to stop?" You whisper against his skin, "I can stop if you don't want this.. If you don't want me.."

"No," he immediately replies, "Don't stop. I do want you.."

Excitement runs through you, making you nuzzle your face into his neck. You start kissing his soft skin, hesitantly at first, but when you hear a quiet groan leave his lips, you let your tongue taste him as well.

"Fuckin' hell," he groans when your teeth nip at his neck, "Sweetheart, you sure about this?"

"Mhmm," you hum, sucking on his skin.

"No, give me real words," he demands sternly, "'Cus once you get me started I won't want to stop. I gotta know you mean it. You want this?"

"Yes," you breathe out against his neck, "I want this, Ari. I want you." You punctuate your sentence by giving his pecs a firm squeeze and it's all the confirmation he needs.

He stands up from the bed, making your hands drop to your lap as you look up at him with pleading eyes.

He takes a deep breath, his large hand reaching out to cup your cheek, "You're so fuckin' beautiful."

You gasp when he suddenly leans down, planting his lips on yours as he crawls onto the bed. You let him take charge, your body landing on the mattress as he looms over you, lips expertly moving over your own.

His thumb caresses your cheek as he kisses you deeper, tongue teasing at the seam of your lips. You part them immediately, moaning when his tongue finds yours, the hand on your cheek trailing down your neck to your chest.

His fingers find your t-shirt before he starts tugging on it. He leans back to lift it over your head, letting out a deep exhale when he realizes you're not wearing a bra.

"Jesus christ," he mumbles, large warm hands immediately groping your breasts. He kneads them, eyes locked onto the soft flesh before they flit to yours when you let out a moan.

He holds eye contact as his fingers rub and tug on your nipples, giving them a squeeze. Ari's lips lift into a smirk when you whine, his fingers repeating the action.

He leans down, placing gentle kisses over your collarbones before he reaches your breasts, lips wrapping around one of your nipples as his fingers toy with the other.

"Ari," you breathe out, your fingers tangling in his long hair, "Fuck."

Ari hums against your skin, tongue swirling around your nipple before his teeth nip at it. Your hips buck up at the feeling, it's making you needier, and Ari notices.

His lips move to your other nipple, giving it equal attention, and then he slowly starts moving down your body, his tongue wetting your skin as he goes.

His hands find the waist of your jersey shorts, fingers curling around it as he starts tugging them down, over your hips. You help, lifting off the bed to get them off faster, but as soon as they're down to your thighs, Ari stills his movements.

"Sugar," he growls, the sound rumbling deep in his chest, "What the fuck is this?"

He looks up at you through thick lashes, strands of hair falling in front of his stern face as his eyes burn into yours.

Your cheeks heat up immediately, squeezing your thighs together.

"W-what?"

"Why aren't you wearin' panties, hm? Where'd they go?"

"I-uhm," you stutter, wanting to hide away from his scrutinizing stare, "I didn't have any more clean ones, I haven't for a while.."

"What?" he exclaims, his brows raising, "You mean you were bare last night, sleepin' in here all alone, while I was out there? You mean this sweet little cunt was all over my sheets last night and I didn't even know?"

Then realization washes over his face as he whispers, "This morning you walked out and sat with me in your sleepshirt.."

"Mhmm," you reply with a small nod, your face burning up, "It's not my fault, I didn't have anywhere to wash them.."

Ari groans loudly, his eyes turning dark and dangerous as they move over your almost naked body, "You're gonna be the fuckin' death of me, sugar."

He rips the shorts down your legs, tossing them aside carelessly before his large hands grip your thighs, spreading you wide.

He licks his lips as his eyes lock on your weeping cunt, already soaked just from being in his vicinity. You could even tell you were dripping earlier, just from him being pressed up against you.

"Such a pretty pussy," he whispers, his lips pressing sloppy kisses to the inside of your thigh, "And such a pretty girl, can't believe I get to have you all to myself.."

His tongue darts out, licking a stripe up your thigh until he reaches your core. He licks a greedy stripe up your slit, tongue flat against you, a moan rumbling out of him immediately.

"Taste so fucking sweet," he moans again before he dives in, tongue lapping over your folds hungrily.

You jolt up as you gasp, your hands tangling in his hair again, "Oh shit, Ari!"

He groans against your pussy, eating you out like a man starved, shoving his entire face into your wetness. His beard scratches your sensitive skin as his lips wrap around your clit, tongue flicking it furiously.

"Ah!" you cry, hips bucking up at the sensation, "Fuck, oh god!"

Ari doesn't let up, your moans only make him hungrier, your juices are like an aphrodisiac to him and he already knows he'll never get enough.

His hands keep you spread completely wide, giving him easy acces to your sobbing core, his tongue diving into your needy whole greedily.

All you can hear are how wet you are, the noises his tongue makes as it moves over your pussy, and his loud, sinful moans.

When your back lifts from the bed due to a particularly cruel stroke of his tongue, you realize he's grinding against the bed in tune with his moans and it only fuels your desire for him.

He sucks and licks at your clit, teasing it ruthlessly as he suddenly dives two fingers inside you. You cry out, fingers tightening in his hair when he starts pumping his fingers into your wet channel, making you see stars.

"Ari, fuck, I'm gonna come!" You sob, your mind turning fuzzy from the pleasure, "Oh god, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna-daddy!"

You wail as your orgasm crashes into you, your body shaking under him as his tongue keeps working you over, your juices squirting out around his fingers lewdly. He groans deeply when they cover his chin and beard, turning feral as he continues to eat you out.

You don't even realize what you called him, but it made him hard as a fucking rock, and he needs you to do it again.

He doesn't stop, continues his wonderful torture even when you whine and push at his head.

"Not stopping," he growls against your pussy, adding a third finger to your tight hole, "Need one more, come on pretty baby. Come for daddy."

You let out a loud gasp as another orgasm crashes into you, the aftershocks from the first one still consuming your body. Your entire body tenses up, your breathing stops as it explodes inside you, and then you breathe in deeply once it washes over you.

You're panting and whimpering as you come down from your high, faintly aware of Ari as he slips his fingers out of you and licks them off, eyes roaming over your shivering body.

"Mmh, taste so sweet, sugar," Ari grins, making a show of cleaning his fingers with his mouth, "Guess that really is a fittin' nickname, hm?"

You're too spent to do anything but giggle tiredly, your cheeks and chest flushed as your body feels relaxed and pliant.

Ari spreads your thighs with his hands again when you try to close them, looking down at your sensitive core, "You made a mess on my sheets, honey. Such a dumb baby, makin' a stupid mess on daddy's sheets. Now we gotta go wash 'em tomorrow."

"Then we can," you breathe out, trying to catch your breath, "We can wash my panties too, daddy."

Ari tuts, "Now why would we do that, hm baby? You think daddy's gonna want you wearin' panties? Nuhuh, from now on, panties are banned from this truck, you hear me?"

You giggle deliriously as you nod, making Ari grin, "Atta girl."

His hands wrap around your thighs, thumbs stroking your skin as his smile turns softer, "How you feelin' sweetheart? Up for some more?"

Your hands reach out for him as you lay on the bed, "Yes daddy, more. Please."

"Okay sweet girl," Ari hums as he crawls between your spread thighs, "Can't resist you when you ask so nicely. I'll give you anything you want."

He pushes his briefs down, tossing them aside just like he did with your shorts, before he's sitting on his haunches between your thighs.

Ari leans over your body, arms caging you in, his lips landing on yours in a hungry kiss, swiping his tongue into your mouth and making you taste yourself on him.

"Taste so good, don't you, sugar?" Ari mumbles into the kiss.

You tangle your fingers in his soft locks, tugging on them as you nod.

Ari chuckles, "Mmh, yeah you do. Gonna have to have another taste soon. But right now I gotta get inside that pretty pussy a'yours, don't think I'll survive another second without you wrapped around me."

You gasp into his mouth when you feel the thick head of his cock prodding at your entrance, rubbing through your folds.

Ari smears his cock in your wetness, pushing it up to nudge your clit and down to tease at your needy hole.

"You want it, baby?" he leans down to whisper in your ear, "Want daddy's cock?"

"Yes daddy," you breathe out, "Please, need your cock."

You whine when he slowly starts pushing inside you, the stretch burning as soon as he enters. He's thick, and long, and three fingers were definitely not enough to prepare you for him.

Your hands grip his shoulders as you tense up at the intrusion, your eyes squeezing shut tightly.

"Shh," Ari coos in your ear, nuzzling his face into your neck, "It's alright. Relax for me, sweetheart. You can take it, I know you can."

He keeps pushing inside, slowly, and you breathe in deeply to relax around him.

"That's my good girl," he whispers as he places kisses on your cheek and the corner of your mouth, "Good job honey, doing so well for me."

You moan when he goes deeper, the burn turning into a dull pain as the pleasure slowly overtakes it. Ari groans into your ear when he bottoms out, making your stomach flutter.

You're so full, you don't think you've ever felt like this before. It feels like there's not a single inch of space left, his mushroom tip hitting your cervix whenever he moves his hips, even slightly.

"You okay?" He whispers in your ear, but you can tell he's struggling from the strain in his voice.

"Yes daddy," you breathe out, "You feel amazing. Fuck me, please."

He pulls back slowly, almost all the way out, before he pushes back in with a little more force.

Ari's head drops on your shoulder as he hisses, "Jesus christ.."

You whimper when he starts to slowly thrust into you, his cock dragging against your walls, making you feel every vein and throb of his thick length.

"God, you're so tight, you're grippin' me so fuckin' tight, shit," Ari moans as he slowly picks up pace, thrusting into you with more vigor.

His lips find yours, devouring you in a messy kiss, your saliva mixing as your tongues meet. His teeth dig into your bottom lip, tugging on it as his thrusts get harder, your moans mixing in the kiss.

"So good," he grunts, cock sliding in and out of your wet heat quicker, "So fuckin' good, you feel fuckin' amazing, baby. Taking me so well, fuck."

Your nails rake down his back as his hands grip the sheet, a rumbling growl bubbling up in his chest, and when your eyes meet his again, they're dark, the blue almost completely swallowed out by his pupils.

He leans back and pulls out of you suddenly, flipping you over on the mattress. You land on your stomach, barely even having time to react before he straddles the back of your thighs.

"Look at this," he moans as his hands grope your ass cheeks, "So beautiful, you're so fuckin' beautiful sugar. A fuckin' work of art."

You would have gotten flustered at his sweet words if you'd had time, but you don't. Because as soon as he finishes his sentence, he starts sinking his heavy cock into your tight channel, stretching you open again.

He groans as he slides in, keeping your cheeks spread so he can watch the whole thing, and you don't miss the wet sound your pussy makes as he bottoms out.

He grinds his hips into yours, making his cock nudge your cervix. You whine, your fingers gripping the sheets, while Ari lets out a deep groan. "Fuuck, that's it. God damn it you feel good, sugar. This is the best pussy I've ever fuckin' had, jesus. I'll never fuckin' get enough a'you."

He starts pushing and pulling, his throbbing cock moving against your tight walls. His pace is slow at first, teasing his way inside, but he gradually picks up pace, his thrusts turning harder.

"So good," he moans as he starts to fuck you in earnest, his cock spearing into you, "So perfect, perfect, perfect."

He punctuates his last word with a hard thrust and a smack to your ass, making you yelp. Then he growls when he starts rutting into you, thrusts turning frenzied, leaning over you to cover your back with his large frame.

"Fuck, you're so fucking tight," Ari grunts as he slams his cock into you over and over again. The wet squelching sounds coming from your pussy as he shoves himself inside you are obscene, they're the only sounds you can focus on in this small space besides Ari's loud moans.

His fingers dig into your hips, sure to leave bruises by tomorrow, his heavy weight draped over your body as you lie face down in the mattress.

His beard scratches your neck as he nuzzles his face into it, his deep moans directly in your ear, your whines muffled as your cheek is pressed into the pillow.

"Such a sweet little cunt, sugar," he moans, rutting into you faster, "Pussy's just swallowin' me up, suckin' me right back in whenever I try to pull out. Fuckin' hell."

You cry out when he hits a particularly deep spot, making your toes curl as your walls clench around his thick cock.

Ari groans loudly, his teeth nipping at your neck, "Yeah, you like that? You like how my cock feels, hm? Tell me, sugar. Tell me how you feel."

"S-so good, daddy, fuck, you're so deep, ah!"

Ari growls against your neck, pumping his cock inside you with deep, calculated strokes, "That's right, takin' me so well, baby. Takin' my cock like a fuckin' champ, barely even tryin' to run away from me. You like daddy's cock, huh? Like bein' stretched out by my fat cock, honey?"

You sob and nod, your cheek rubbing against the pillow.

Ari chuckles, "What, too dumb to speak? You cock drunk already, sugar? Can't answer daddy even when he asks you a simple question?"

He straightens back up, ramming into you from the back, his palm landing flat on your ass as he spanks you in quick succession, your cheek stinging from the impact.

"God, this fuckin' ass," he growls, fingers digging into your plump flesh, spreading your cheeks apart, "And this little cunt. It's a tight fit but daddy made it work, hm? You take me fuckin' perfectly, such a good girl, sweetheart."

Ari spits between your cheeks, his saliva dripping down from your puckered hole to where he's spearing into you. His thumb finds your tight rim, rubbing over it until you wail into the pillow.

"Mmh, you like that, huh? You ever been fucked up here, sugar? Ever had a cock in your ass before?"

You gasp when his thumb pushes inside, slowly and teasing the edge, your mind clearing enough to let you shake your head.

"No? That's too bad, bet you'd look fuckin' beautiful with my cock shoved in there, stretchin' you out. But then again, you're already all stretched out around daddy's cock, aren't you sugar?"

He punctuates his words with a few hard thrusts, your pussy fluttering around his cock as tears spill from your eyes.

Ari coos, "Aw, you gonna come already, sweetheart? You're just a dumb baby, huh? Can't even let daddy fuck you for five minutes before you're comin' all over his cock."

He leans over you again, the thumb in your ass moving deeper as his free hand brushes the tears off your cheeks, "Spillin' all your pretty tears for me, honey? You just a dumb baby, cryin' because you can't handle daddy's cock? Want daddy to stop, hm?"

His mocking tone makes you shudder, but when his pace slows, you whine, "N-no daddy, please! Don't stop, please, love your cock!"

"Oh, we're back to full sentences now, hm?" Ari grunts as he picks up pace, "Guess I'm not doin' a good enough job, then."

He grits his teeth as he slams into you, your ass bouncing every time his hips meet yours. His thick cock fills you to the brim over and over again, your entire body tensing up as you feel your orgasm hurdling towards you.

Ari feels it too when your pussy flutters around him, "C'mon pretty baby, come for daddy. Make a stupid mess on my cock, sweetheart."

You cry out when the orgasm hits you like a freight train, your pussy convulsing as you tense up under him.

Ari hisses and groans loudly, hips stuttering, "Fuck! Grippin' me so fuckin' tight, I can't-ah!"

He growls as he comes undone, his warmth filling your insides and only adding to your pleasure.

But then he doesn't stop, he keeps going, the wet noises coming from your pussy even louder now.

"Gonna pump you full of my fuckin' cum, honey. Take it, fuckin' take it. Take all of my cum, gonna make you so full of me you won't even be able to walk, fuckin' hell. This little cunt is fuckin' magic."

You feel your mixed cum dripping down onto the mattress below you as he keeps pumping into you sloppily, filling you to the brim just like he promised, his hands now digging into your ass as he watches his seed spill out around his cock.

He grinds into you, pushing his hips flush against yours with a moan, "So fuckin' good, jesus. I'm addicted to this pussy."

You whimper quietly, and that's what finally snaps him out of his heated trance. He leans over your body, his hands next to your head before he lies down on top of you, cock still buried inside you.

He's panting heavily as he envelops you, his chest flush to your back, and then his lips find your cheek.

"Did so well for me, sweetheart," he whispers against your cheek, placing soft kisses on your skin, "So good. So proud of you."

His arms wrap around you until he can move you onto your side, him lying behind you, ensuring his cock stays inside. His hands land on your chest and stomach, holding you close to him as he whispers in your ear, "Gonna need to stay inside you a little bit, okay baby? You feel too good, can't pull out just yet."

"Okay daddy," you whisper breathlessly, pressing your body into his.

He grabs hold of the duvet, draping it over you to keep you warm as he nuzzles his face into your neck, kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin.

"That's my good girl."

You wake up when the truck door slams shut, your eyes slowly fluttering open.

You squint as Ari moves into your vision, dressed in his denim jeans and an unbuttoned flannel shirt, flowing in the air as he moves.

He smiles softly when your eyes meet his, "Hi sweet girl. How are ya feelin'?"

You groan as you stretch your limbs on the mattress, rolling onto your back.

Ari chuckles as he crawls onto the bed, holding something in one of his hands, "That bad, huh?"

"No," you mumble, your brows furrowing when he pulls the duvet off your naked body, "Not bad, just a little sore."

Ari's face falls as he spreads your thighs, kneeling between them, "I'm sorry, sugar. Didn't mean to hurt you.."

His eyes drop to your core and you gasp when something warm and wet lands on your puffy folds.

"You didn't hurt me, Ari," you whisper in response when you realize he went to get a wet cloth to clean you up, "I liked it. It's just been a while, and.." You trail off as your stomach flutters with excitement, your eyes trailing over how big and beefy he looks, kneeling between your thighs in just an open shirt and jeans.

"And?" he asks, glancing up at you as he gently swipes the cloth over your pussy.

Your cheeks flush as your eyes lock with his, "You're really big.."

Ari chuckles again, his hair falling over his eyes as he shakes his head, "I appreciate the compliment, sweetheart. But I still shouldn't be makin' you hurt."

"It's alright," you reply as he finishes, covering you with the duvet again, "It was worth it."

"Yeah?" Ari grins, tossing the cloth aside.

"Absolutely," you respond, smiling widely as your hands reach out for him.

"One second, sugar," Ari says as he stands up and drops the shirt from his shoulders before he starts tugging off his jeans, "Gotta get these off, then I'll cuddle you for as long as you want."

Once his jeans are off, leaving him in all his naked glory, he crawls under the covers and wraps himself around you, holding you close.

He places kisses on your collarbones as his arms are wrapped around you and you lie on your back, his beard a comforting tickle on your skin. He places his head on your chest, nimble fingers drawing invisible shapes on your exposed breast.

"You're fuckin' amazing, you know that?" he whispers against your skin, making your stomach do a flip.

"So are you," you respond quietly, your fingers running through his long strands, nails scratching his scalp.

You both fall asleep like that, holding each other close in the back of his truck.

And you try to push away the thought that in just a few days, you'll reach New York City, and he'll leave you there as he continues on.

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onsunnyside · 2 years

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Idk why the idea of Fk ari not having it when reader wants to go get some things from the grocery store late at night alone. Like she’s craving some ice cream so she’s like “im gonna go buy some brb” and ari is just like ?????? Wait for me ???? And she’s like “ill be quick stay here” and he’s just “absolutely fucking not im going or no ice cream”

omg yes !!

"It's just down the road—"

"I don't care!" Comes Ari's muffled voice.

Just a second ago, he was lounging on the couch in his grey sweats, strumming away at his guitar while you did a puzzle on the floor. Then, you spotted your designated ice cream mug (a thrifted mug with a crude cat painting) on the shelf. For a split second, you got excited for some ice cream before you went to bed, but then you remembered you had finished the tub yesterday.

The only option to feed this abrupt craving? Late night ice cream run.

You were fine going alone. It didn't make sense for Ari to get dressed to come along when you could just take your bike and be back within ten minutes at max.

"Look, you either wait a fuckin' minute, or you don't go at all and I'll go pick it up alone."

"That doesn't make sense!"

"It doesn't have to. Stop pouting, I don't have to see you to know you're doing it."

Your frown disappears. "So bossy..."

You roll on the heels of your feet, cocking your head at the quarter-finished puzzle on the floor. It was a peaceful garden with plenty of colourful flowers and too much green. Over half the pieces were different shades of green. It was going to take a while to complete.

"Oh please, I know you love it." He emerges from the bedroom in jeans with messy hair, and his shirt half-buttoned. He goes to the kitchen and swings open the fridge, then the freezer and the cabinets. "We need to go grocery shopping anyway."

"I was gonna go to the convenience store!"

"And now we're going to the grocery store." He swiftly replies, and takes out several reusable bags, "they have more ice cream flavours anyway—and they have the good ones."

You fall back onto the couch dramatically, "Ugh, but I don't wanna walk around for thirty minutes."

"I'll carry you if I have to." Ari slips on his shoes, stuffing his wallet into his pocket. "Pick a hat for me, sugar."

You begrudgingly point to the pink trucker one with the worn brim, and he puts it on his head, holding back his long brown hair.

"Well, get up then!" He promptly yanks you up, making you crash into his chest with a squeak. "Let's get you all your snacks too, baby, you still like those little gummies?"

#fk drabble #fic drabble #fk ask #fk: fluff

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imyourbratzdoll · 11 months

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Truckdriver au where Ari is a single and handsome truck driver and reader is a camgirl and a hitchhiker. One day Ari and reader met in a diner and the two hit it off quick. Smut please

hey honey! sorry for taking so long! I hope you like it, honestly love trucker ari!

summary - ari finally meets his favourite camgirl at his regular diner.

warning - smut, dirty talk, dirty thoughts, swearing, creampie, oral sex, sex video.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

You wore a tiny crop top that read ‘Treat me like the princess I am’, paired with a little denim skirt and hi-tops. You twirl the straw around with your tongue before sucking the chocolate milkshake into your mouth, moaning softly at the taste. You grab a chip, dip it into the sauce and bring it to your mouth, and your plumped lips wrap around the savoury food, biting into it and chewing it. You don’t notice that you’ve caught the attention of a handsome older man, his cap pulled down to cover his face a bit. His beard is rugged and scruffed, as he’s been on the road for a long time.

Ari had felt his heart stop as his gaze landed on your figure, not only with how you ate and drank but also how he had noticed who you were. The wig and mask you usually wore during your videos do nothing to hide the beauty you hold. He felt himself harden beneath the table, remembering the videos and photos you had sent him. The money he had paid was worth it with how orgasmic his release was. You turned around in your seat, deciding to scan the diner before your eyes connected with the large man, feeling slick gather between your thighs. You give him a small smile before returning your attention to your drink, hoping he’d come over.

Ari stands, placing some cash down on the table before making his way over to you. He couldn’t pass up the chance of meeting you. It was as though you were a celebrity, and he was your fan. Ari clears his throat as he stands beside your seated form, “Is this seat taken?” You turn and stare at him, eyes slowly moving up and down his body as you check him out. Your eyes widen as you see the prominent bulge in his pants, and your thighs squeeze together at the thought of the giant man pounding into you. You had never met someone so big before, and it was as though a dream had come true. You shake your head, gesturing for him to sit. Your eyes nearly roll to the back of your head as you get a whiff of his scent. “Thank you, so what is a gorgeous woman like you doing all alone in a place like this?” His deep voice sends pleasant shivers through your body.

Your cheeks heat, wondering how a man as handsome as him could think you were gorgeous. “I’m running away!” You giggle, lips wrapping around the straw again as you drink the remaining shake, not knowing how hard Ari is restraining himself from bending you over the counter and pounding into you. “I just wanted to see how city life is… I’m always stuck in an isolated area that grows boring, you know?” You chew on your bottom lip, brows furrowing as your eyes connect with his. Your breath nearly hitches when you notice how blue they are.

Ari grunts, nodding. “Don’t worry. You’re young. You’ll get to see the world.” He looks down at you, his eyes slowly moving down to your exposed thighs, holding back a groan as he notices how they are squeezed together. Ari distracts himself by looking out the window, seeing that there’s only his truck and what seems to be the worker's car, and he knows that the bus doesn’t come till morning. “So, how’re you thinking of getting to the city? Bus doesn’t come till tomorrow.” He raises a brow.

You blow your cheeks out as you spin around and look out the same window, noticing how it’s no longer as bright as before. “I didn’t really think about that…” You blink, wondering if the older man sees you only as a dumb little girl following her dreams without a plan. You know you could probably call a taxi, which would cost a fortune and even though you had the money for the long ride. You didn’t really want to spend it all like that. You shrug, spinning back around and dipping another chip into the sauce, swinging your legs back and forth as you eat.

“I don’t want to come off weird or a creep, but I’d be happy to take you. I’m heading that way, so I could drop you off at a bus station.” Ari shrugs like it’s no big deal, but inside, he’s melting at the thought of being so close to you in his truck. You invaded his dreams, your moans, your voice, how you played with your pretty little cunt. He practically drools at the thought of tasting you, of feeling your walls wrapped around his cock. Ari quickly cleared his throat, needing to get out of his mind because it was a dangerous place.

You stare at him with wide eyes, “Really?! You’d do that for me?” Ari nods and grunts as you throw yourself onto him, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Thank you, mister! I’ll owe you! Whatever you want as payment, I’ll give!” Ari had struck gold the moment those words fell from your perfectly plumped lips, and all he replied with was a grin.

“O–oh! Mister! Ari! Right there!” You moaned, back arching from his mattress as he feasted on your cunt. Your hands fly down and tangle into his hair, pushing him closer to you, wanting to feel him more. “Fuck!” His tongue swirls around your puffy clit before he begins to suck on it, flicking his tongue simultaneously, causing your eyes to cross, and you swear you see stars floating around your head. You tug on his hair, grinding down on his tongue. Ari stares at you with lustful eyes as he eats you out.

Ari had taken you up on your offer for payment immediately, taking you out to his truck and seducing you into his bed. Not like it was hard, you had been practically fucking him with your eyes the whole time you two were talking. He mentioned that he knew who you were as Ari kissed your neck, whispering that he wanted to be in one of your videos. He wanted every other man to see that you were his little fuck doll, and you happily agreed, setting up your phone and getting right down to business where he’s currently eating you out like there’s no tomorrow.

“I’m cumming! Ari, please!” He picks up his pace, devouring you until your soul leaves your body, eyes rolling to the back of your head, and your juices squirt out of you and cover him. Ari pulls away, his beard covered with you, and he smirks as he crawls on top of you. A whine escapes you when you feel his bulge brush against your thigh. “That was… Wow…” You blink up at him, and your lashes flutter as you’ve never had that intense of an orgasm ever.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this. You know I’m your top-paying fan.” He grunts, nuzzling his face into your neck, placing kisses along it as he makes his way up to your lips. “I’ve dreamt of this, being between your legs, tasting your sweet cunt.” His hands move all over your body, staring into your eyes. “You gonna be a good girl for me and take my cock?” You nod, whimpering at his words. Your legs spread further apart, practically dripping onto his sheets. Ari quickly removes his jocks, gripping his throbbing base, stroking his hand up and down before he leads it to your glistening entrance, rubbing his thick mushroom tip against you. His head falls back. “Fuck! I’m not even inside you yet, and it feels fucking amazing already.”

Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer and crashing your lips against his, stopping the moan from leaving you as he slides deep into your tight cunt. Ari’s eyes fall shut, a grunt escaping him as he feels your velvet walls hug his cock, sucking him deeper. You whimper as he bottoms out, feeling him deep inside your stomach. “Ari… So full… So big.” Your brows furrow, your nose scrunches, and your toes curl. You had never felt this complete in your life, never experienced this amount of pleasure before just by being stuffed. “Move, please. Oh, god, move!” You beg, latching onto him, wrapping your tiny legs around his waist.

Ari’s hands grasp your hips and your cheek as he begins to move, thrusting slowly at first to get you used to his size and to stop himself from exploding immediately by how good you feel. “Fuck, sweetheart. You feel so good. Just gimme a moment… Don’t want to cum so fast.” He groans, burying his face into your neck before he picks up his pace. His hand on your cheek moves down to your hips and lifts you, quickly maneuvering a pillow underneath. The new angle hits deeper, if that was even possible, hitting your g-spot with every thrust. “My god, for a slut you’re so fucking tight and warm.” His body crowds you, surrounding you with his muscles, chest hair and scent, making your mind go fuzzy.

You cling to him, feeling him move underneath your palms. Ari stares at you, fucking into you deeply as his eyes trace your face. “How’d I get so lucky, huh? Walking into my regular diner, meeting my favourite camgirl, and now getting to feel you. It’s a dream come true. How do you feel, sweetheart? You feel good letting an older man fuck you, huh? Like having a stranger split you open?” You nod, whining, barely able to focus on anything other than his cock sliding in and out of you. You’re so lost in your pleasure, moaning as he fucks you hard but sweet. “Such a dumb little whore.”

Your toes curl, your back arches, and your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your walls clamp down on Ari’s thick member, pulsating as your arousal leaks from your used cunt. You grip his biceps, and your vision becomes black as you have the most intense orgasm.

Ari growls, pounding harder and faster in and out of you. The feeling of your cunt squeezing him sends shivers up his spine, his balls tighten, and his cock twitches and tingles. Thick spurts of cum shoot out of his large mushroom tip and deep inside your puffy cunt. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! So good, baby!” His orgasm is neverending, cum continues to leak out of him and fill you until your cunt is overflowing. “Such a good girl, you’re a good girl. Fuck, baby. You’re doing so good.” He groans, holding your body close to him, pumping his cock in and out of you slowly before his orgasm finally comes to an end, and he buries his face into your neck, letting out a breath. “Jesus, baby.” Ari leans back, pulling his softening cock out of you and smiles at your fucked out expression. He grabs a shirt and wipes you clean before grabbing another and pulling it over your head, covering your naked body.

“Mmm, is good. I tired.” You babble, snuggling into his pillow, barely able to register anything anymore. Ari leans over, flashing the video a smile before stopping it and turning your phone off. You try and look at him, eyes squinting as you reach out. “Cuddle?”

Ari chuckles, pulling on some jocks before crawling in behind you, pulling your body flush against his. “Course, baby. Wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else.” He presses a kiss to the back of your head, whispering. “You’re mine, now. Gonna pump you full day and night, then put a pretty little ring on your finger. You’ll carry my babies and my last name in no time.” He smirks, and you nod, too tired to register his words.

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