Highways & Heatstrokes Masterlist
Pairing: Trucker!Ari Levinson x Hitchhiker!Reader
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?
Series warnings: Large age gap (Ari is 40, reader is in her early 20's), misogynistic men, physical altercations/violence (although not graphic), big beefy trucker daddy Ari, sassy and confident reader, fluff, angst.
Smut warnings for this series: Daddy kink, dom/sub undertones, praise, dumbification, a bit of degradation (nothing crazy), fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex, oral (f and m receiving), forced multiple orgasms, rough sex, dirty talk (ari is filthy), spanking, pet names, shower sex, choking, anal play, mention of anal sex, breeding kink/creampie kink.
Status: Complete
Heated Encounter
Saving Grace
Sugar & Spice*
Diners & Disasters*
Come Hell or Highways*
Story drabbles: (read in order)
Ari's POV (Set after Saving Grace)
Coming Home* (Set after Come Hell or Highways)
A (Pretty Decent) Proposal (set after Coming Home)
Road Head* (Set after A (Pretty Decent) Proposal)
Tattoos Together (set after A (Pretty Decent) Proposal)
More Than This (set after A (Pretty Decent) Proposal)
Part 2: Baby Fever*
Random drabbles/requests/HC:
Trucker!Ari visual board
Reader testing Ari's patience*
Ari's love language* (headcannon)
Sucking on Ari* (drabble request, 500 followers celebration)
Look at daddy* (HC request, 500 followers celebration)
Riding daddy* (HC request, 500 followers celebration)
Stranger offers reader a ride* (drabble request, 500 followers celebration)
Soft and sweet with Ari* (drabble request, 500 followers celebration)
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I’m writing trucker Ari..😩
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Fic Rec Masterlist
*This list is constantly being edited as I read more that’s so good I feel the need to share
Fluff 💞| Smut 🔥| Angst 🧊 | ST’s Favorite 🌟
Bucky Barnes
Series
🌟An Offer by @wntrs0ldier
I Thought You’d Never Happen to Me by @nickfowlerrr
Van Helsing Retold 🧊by @gaysindistress
New Tricks by @sebstanwhore
The List by @srgntjamesbuckybarnes
Catch Me if You Can by @buckyalpine
Treat You Better by @notafunkiller
Wedded Bliss by @gutsby
I Think He Knows by @delicatebarness
One-Shots
Wrapped Around Him by @angrythingstarlight
Back Again by @delaber
Are You Bored Yet? By @pellucid-constellations
Curiosity Killed the Cat by @queers-gambit
My Everyday by @pellucid-constellations
Traitor (technically a 2-shot) 🧊🔥 by @insomniumstella
Details by @soulgazingwithbucky
When we are Older by @buckys-wintersoldier
Hell Hath no Fury Like a Farmer Scorned by @eat-limes-bitches
You Know Just What I Need by @sinner-as-saint
Right Here by @ellemj
I Hate You by @ellemj
My First and Only by @buckyalpine
Bake Nights by @jobean12-blog
Steve Rogers
Series
Reckless 💞🔥🧊 by @kinanabinks
The Gemini by @rogersideup
One-shots
With You by @buckets-and-trees
I’m So, So… Sorry by @ronearoundblindly
Stucky
Series
The Brooklyn Boys by @buckets-and-trees
Backstage Pass by @luxeavenger
Mafia!Stucky by @myfictionaldreams
The Fuckboy Committee by @kinanabinks
Ari Levinson
Series
Highways & Heatstrokes (trucker AU) 🔥 by @oh-my-damn
🌟Bedrock and Blueprints by @ronearoundblindly
Sweet Renegade by @cevansbrat0007
Being in Love (ex Bucky) by @imtryingbuck
Pearls & Sunflowers by @chase-your-dreams-away
Flamingo King by @onsunnyside
One-Shots
Stoner sex 🔥 by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
I’ll Wait, Angel by @buckyscombatboots
Jake Jensen
Series
One-Shots
A Helping Hand by @buckymorelikefuckme
Curtis Everett
Series
Live Is Short So Make It Sweet by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
I Know I Should Know Better by @krirebr
Dream Come True by @thezombieprostitute
One-Shots
Andy Barber
Series
Like I’m Gonna Lose You (with Ransom Drysdale) by @paperweight91
One-shots
Ransom Drysdale
Series
Precarious Agreements by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
The Root of All Ransom by @ronearoundblindly
More Than This by @krirebr
One-Shots
Afterglow by @stargazingfangirl18
Johnny Storm
Colin Shea
Sprawling Multi-character AUs
Lucky Charms by @yenzys-lucky-charm
We’re All Monsters by @krirebr @paperweight91
Come Hell or High Water by @imaginedreamwrite
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October Reading List
Hey, lovelies! Here are the fics I've had the pleasure of reading and reblogging throughout the month of October. Please show these writers some love and heed the warnings for each fic. Remember, you are responsible for your own media consumption. Banner by yours truly and divider by the talented @saradika .
Love, thanks, and happy reading!
Marvel Characters
Bucky Barnes
Feelin' Gourd by @jobean12-blog
Never Saw You Comin' by @nickfowlerrr
Healing Hands by @rookthorne
Mile High Club by @writing-for-marvel
Off Day by @theeleggymeggy
Hold Me Down by @flordeamatista
Blood Sweat and Tears by @treatbuckywkisses
Protective Biker!Bucky by @pellucid-constellations
Insomnia by @intrepidacious
Chain Around My Neck by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky
Storm by @bucky-barnes-diaries
Biker!Bucky Headcanon by @sinner-as-saint
Smitten by @buckylattes
Give Up Part 1 and Part 2 by @fineanddandy
New Perspective by @honeybloomss
Behave by @becca-e-barnes
Steve Rogers
Haunted by @targaryenvampireslayer
Let's Get Physical by @mrsmischief209
Darkness Between the Stars by @biteofcherry
You Are in Love by @scrumptious-delusion
Baby Girl by @wint3r-h3art
Drain You by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor
Morning Light by @drabblewithfrannybarnes
Interrupted by @ciarawritesmarvel
Steve Rogers as a Husband @neonovember
What You Can Do For Your Country by @krirebr
I Made Your Favorite by @heli0s-writes
The Cinema Experience by @myfictionaldreams
Learn My Lesson by @cockslutpadalecki
Breathe Me by @fushic0re
An Olive Branch by @real-jane
Stucky
Letters to the Moon by @violentdelightsandviolentends
Chris Evans Characters
Andy Barber
Your Age is Showing by @worksby-d
Rosebud by @kthynes
Second Shot by @/drabblewithfrannybarnes
Ari Levinson
Beauty Wrought of Rapture and Desire by @the-iceni-bitch
The Domestic Life @imyourbratzdoll
Of Service by @stargazingfangirl18
The New Romantics - Part 1 by @slvttyfied
Curtis Everett
Lots of Candles by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
Can I Try Something? by @luxeavenger
Lloyd Hansen
Trucker!Lloyd by @oh-my-damn
Alpha by @boxofbonesfic
Sebastian Stan Characters
Lee Bodecker
It Will Come Back by @slyyywriting
Lights Out by @vellicore
No Way Out by @shadeysprings
Captivity by @wheezy-stucky
Devil Devil by @sgt-seabass
Snuggle Time by @holylulusworld
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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
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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.
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kthynes masterlist
as of Jan 19/22 - here's an exhaustive list of works and mindless writings that I've done.
Whatever is on this list belongs to me and I do not consent for my creative writing to be reproduced, copied, distributed or translated over any other platform without my permission.
I’m on wattpad under krthyn — that’s my only other affiliation.
REQUEST GUIDELINES
DISCLAIMER I've written a few 18+ nsfw one shots - these are labelled with the appropriate warnings so if you're a minor please for the love of god do not interact by reading those pieces. Come back and enjoy them after you turn 18 when you are free willed to read such content, alrighty?
I’ll also be checking likes/reblogs, along with my followers and blocking if I suspect there are minors reading and viewing my content. This includes blank blogs!
so pls enjoy what’s offered here - they are mostly short stories centered around a broad based female reader. I try not to associate the “reader” with any race based/physical attributions because that way, I can provide some inclusivity on my part.
I do not personally claim to know Chris Evans or any other celebrity and whatever I write is purely fictional. That is all.
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chris evans & co ;
one shots:
the caller you have reached
to you
rosebud - andy barber au / nsfw 18+ minors DNI
lumber and railed - ari levinson / nsfw 18+ minors DNI
a fuck stop - trucker!ransom drysdale / nsfw 18+ minors DNI
challenges
the lycanthropes — werewolf!ari levinson /#synth8kspookychallenge - nsfw 18+ minors DNI
prompts + drabbles
smutty prompts— nsfw 18+
PROMPT 87: professor!Ari - glutton for punishment
PROMPT 29: senator!Andy - candidate
PROMPT 165: andy barber au - 🌊
PROMPT 210: chris evans - no one
mini series —
agent so and so (agent!Andy Barber x ex-agent!fem reader) - series masterlist / pending
in another series (chris evans) - series masterlist
the mixologist 🍸 (Bartender!Nomad Steve Rogers x fem!reader) - series masterlist / ongoing
husband for hire (mafia!lloyd hansen x fem!reader) - series masterlist
sin & sorrow anthology (mob!steve rogers x ceo!fem reader) - masterlist
completed requests:
plaster disaster
shower me in your embrace — nsfw 18+ minors DNI
ring bearer
miss me, kiss me, don’t you dare diss me — jake jensen
this and more — paul diskant
people like us — nick vaughan
propositional fun — paul diskant
spoke to soon — frank adler
let it be known — implied smut - nsfw 18+
live on air, with love
oh so romantical?
if you really want it — nsfw 18+ minors DNI
the love we have
truth be told
i moustache you a question but i’ll shave it for later
meet cute
brazilian coffee
baby me
you give me premature ventricular contractions
in your arms
who's who?
ahuvati — ari levinson
jealousy and all
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Ari Levinson
Practice Makes Perfect: Ari lets you use his hair to practice braiding
Empty Spot: Nightmares are 10x worse when you're by yourself (trucker AU)
Sunday Morning: Just a lazy Sunday with your husband (trucker AU)
Baby's First Hanukkah: A surprise visit leads to a very emotional first day of Hanukkah (Operation: Rekindle addition)
All I Need is You: Your plans for Ari's birthday just keep falling apart (trucker AU)
What Big Eyes You Have: Your knight in shining armor may not be as noble as you thought (werewolf AU)
Mean It: Ari says those three magic words, but not exactly in the way you were expecting (trucker AU)
Close Call: Brynn and Ali's planning session nearly gets discovered; Ari nearly has a heart attack (Operation: Rekindle addition)
Doctor's Orders: Ari takes care of you while you're sick (trucker!Ari AU)
Memory Lane: Ari's girls treating him for Father's Day brings along some good (and emotional) memories (Operation: Rekindle addition)
Sweet as Can Be: Ari has a surprise waiting on your special day (trucker AU)
Honeymoon Phase: Everything comes to a head at your office New Years Eve party (trucker AU)
When a Door Closes...: Your Valentine’s Day might turn around after all (neighbor AU)
Daddy Dare Care: Ari’s bright idea to stay with the girls to give you a break may not go as smoothly as he thought (Operation: Rekindle addition)
Patience is a Virtue Burden: Ari can’t mess this up (hockey coach AU)
Series
Gratuity (part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4): You're smitten by the suave businessman, Ari, who stops by your restaurant every morning, and he's equally smitten by shy, sweet you. Will you still feel the same once you find out more about him though? (mob!Ari AU) (ongoing)
Motive (part 1) (part 2): You're the shiny, new toy in the office that every man seems to want. However with every "no", some start to wonder if there's another reason besides you wanting to keep business and personal life private. A tall, muscular, brunette reason that is (ongoing)
Operation: Rekindle (part 1): 11-year-old twins Brynn and Aliana are in for a very eventful summer break with their dad (mechanic!Ari AU) (ongoing)
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Once again I have read a hell of a lot this month and I'm blaming that on you lot being far too talented that I can't help myself!
Make sure you check out all these fabs stories and give them some love! ✨🥰
The tags last time were a bit iffy so I've organised this one by author instead!
* = series or multi-part fic
✨ @sagechanoafterdark
Hold me closer (Bucky x reader)
✨ @firefly-in-darkness
Life on hold (Bucky Barnes x reader)
Out of love (Sam Wilson x Reader)
✨ @jobean12-blog
After the show (Bucky x reader (Rockstar!Bucky AU)
Tag! You’re it (Bucky x reader)
Attached (Bucky x reader)
The view at the zoo (Bucky x reader)
All shook up (Bucky x Reader)
✨ @navybrat817
Best man (Soft!Dark Bucky Barnes x Female Reader)
Silver and grey (Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Winter Soldier)
Hands to myself (Chris Beck x Female Reader)
*Visible mark (Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers)
Don’t make a sound (Steve Rogers x female reader)
✨ @tuiccim
*The coupon book (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
*The Geneva convention bed and breakfast (Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Reader x Frank Castle x Billy Russo)
✨ @lex-the-flex
*War of hearts (Bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x reader)
White noise (Bucky Barnes x reader)
Milk and honey (Ikaris the Eternal x reader)
✨ @kalesrebellion
*Whispers of the past (Bucky Barnes x reader)
✨ @angrythingstarlight
Pierced through and through (TFAWS Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Cool you down, heat you up (Fireman!Bucky x Reader)
*Just one taste (Beefy Bucky x reader)
As long as I can breathe (Beefy!Bucky x Reader)
Trust me, honey (Mafia lawyer Andy x Reader)
✨ @honeysucklesteve
Stranded (dadsbestfriend!bucky x reader)
Sweet & salty (fuckboy!biker!bucky x reader)
Fade out (dark!serialkiller!bucky barnes x reader)
Golden boy (roommate!steve x reader)
When world’s collide (roommate!bucky x reader x mickey Henry)
Menage a trois (fuckboy!bucky x reader x professor!Steve)
Innocence (priest!bucky x reader)
✨ @world-of-aus
*Stark Hub - The captain, the soldier and their good girl (Pornstar!Bucky x Pornstar!Reader)
✨ @babyboibucky
*The match (CEO!Bucky x Reader)
✨ @barnessupremacy
107 (Soft Bucky x female reader)
✨ @buckycuddlebuddy
Pour some sugar on me (rockstar!bucky barnes x virgin!reader)
*Trilogy (fuckboy!bucky barnes x reader)
✨ @sweeterthanthis
*Something old, something new (Stepdad!Bucky x 18+!Female Reader)
Bad habits (Lee Bodecker x F!Reader)
Rendezvous (Stepdad!Bucky x 18+F!Reader)
✨ @wkemeup
*Play pretend (bucky x reader)
✨ @river-soul
The wedding date (Bucky x reader)
Peaches and cream (Bucky x Reader)
A tender heart (Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader)
✨ @blackvelvetbarnes
Blackbird’s lullaby (Bucky Barnes x reader)
✨ @holacia2
My voice (Bucky Barnes x reader)
*Friends (Ransom Drysdale x reader)
✨ @bemine-bucky
Already gone (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
✨ @vampy-doll
*Bride of Soldat (Bucky Barnes x reader)
✨ @msmarvelwrites
Eat it up (Bucky x Reader)
✨ @syntheticavenger
*Time to run (Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Female Reader)
Good girl (Trucker! Steve Rogers x Female Reader)
Some assembly acquired (Steve Rogers x reader)
*Moment’s silence (Dark! Andy Barber x Female Reader & Frank Adler x Female Reader)
Birthday girl (Andy Barber x Female Reader)
✨ @sweetlyscared
Seed (Dark!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader)
Underwater (Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader)
You found me (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)
✨ @belladonnabarnes
Puttin roots in my dreamland (Steve Rogers x reader)
✨ @jurassicbarnes
Recording (Steve Rogers x Reader)
Yes, Mrs Barber (Andy Barber x Reader)
✨ @americasass81
Did you think I wouldn’t find you (Steve Rogers x reader)
✨ @marvelmaree
Indifference (Gray!Sam Wilson x Black Reader)
Late nights (Gray!Sam Wilson x Black Reader x Gray!Bucky Barnes)
✨ @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
*Life after snowpiercer (Curtis Everett x You)
*Owned sinfully sweet (Mob!Steve x You x Mob!Bucky)
✨ @autumnrose40
A little gift (Curtis Everett/Female Reader)
✨ @diorcevans
One night stand (andy barber x fem!reader)
✨ @infernal-fire
Love, at first sight (Ransom x you)
✨ @stargazingfangirl18
Caught (Ransom Drysdale x Reader)
Duress (Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader; Andy Barber x Fem!Reader)
✨ @wanderinglunarnights
For real (Ari Levinson x you/female reader)
✨ @fineanddandy
Let’s be roomies / Baby girl (Ari Levinson x black!reader)
✨ @chrissquares
Together (Steve Rogers x f!Reader x Bucky Barnes)
✨ @the-iceni-bitch
Accidents happen (Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader)
✨ @drabblewithfrannybarnes
Habeas copulateus (Andy Barber x wife!(female)reader)
✨ @lokiscollar
All silver & gold (Sugar Daddy!Bucky x Reader)
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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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Heated Encounter
A/N: Chapter one 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: Misogynistic men, minor violence/attempted assault, hot and sweaty Ari, sexual tension, sassy and confident reader, a bit of angst/uncertainty, fluff.
Word Count: 4100
The beautiful divider is by @firefly-graphics
The only sound reaching your ears is the continuous thump of your sneakers hitting the asphalt.
Your skin is hot at the touch from being in the sun all day and the air feels thick and humid as darkness falls, consuming the deserted highway.
The backpack slung over your shoulders feels heavy, heavier than when you packed it, and you're starting to wonder what the hell you brought along with you that could possibly weigh that much.
Your eyes are focused on one thing and one thing only; the light at the end of the tunnel. The large gas-station sign is the only thing lighting up your way, it's your north star, guiding you towards some form of relief.
Your throat is dry and your legs are sore from walking; so are your feet, and a small part of you is cursing yourself for not accepting the many, many offers you've had on the way today. Cars and trucks alike, pulling over to offer you a ride, but you know better than that.
Mama didn't raise no fool.
But as you trudge your way towards the gas-station you start to wonder if perhaps mama was wrong. A ride would have been nice, surely not everyone is bad. And perhaps you'd have somewhere to sleep tonight, instead of having to sit in a booth in the 24-hour diner at a gas-station.
You've accepted rides before but never from walking alongside the road. In the past it's been with truck drivers you met as they were having dinner at some truck stop you passed on the way, and you'd only ever accept their offer if you felt comfortable in their presence when you'd join them in smalltalk.
This stretch of road felt different, though. It's deserted, stretching on for miles, and that makes you more hesitant to join a stranger in his car or truck. So you followed your gut and decided to walk, and at this point, you've been walking all day.
You tug on the edges of your denim shorts as you reach your destination, walking into the light, relief rushing over you for a moment. You've reached it, which means you're safe. You did the right thing. You're sure of it.
Your tank-top is sticking to your skin, still damp from the heat of today, and the back of your neck feels sticky and warm every time the hair in your ponytail brushes over it.
You scan the lot as you walk across it, checking the several trucks parked on the side. This place must be a favorite for the truckers because you see a lot of them, lined up side by side, and you're not sure whether that's a good or bad thing.
Truckers can be nice, you've even befriended a few in the past when you've made a pit-stop, but they could also be loners. And loners are dangerous.
You've met quite a few of them since you ran away from home, running from that god forsaken small town you grew up in. Ever since your mom died, there was no reason to stick around. Your deadbeat asshole of a father sure wasn't one; out of all the junkies in your small Florida town, he certainly took the cake.
So that's why you decided to leave. You needed to put everything and everyone behind you, and there was only one place to go - New York City.
A brutal city, sure. But you've been through hell and back and you're not one to shy away from a challenge.
Right now, however, the city is not the challenge currently on your mind. Right now, the challenge is getting some food. And water.
The little bell above the door rings when you pull it open, breathing in deeply when the aircon inside hits your sticky skin.
You let yourself soak it in for a second, relishing in the cool air before you walk up to an empty booth and plop yourself down on the leather seat.
The interior of the diner looks to be run down; the once white walls have a tint of yellow to them, the red leather seats in the booths torn and worn down by time. The breakfast bar probably used to be white, and you can tell the metal edge surrounding the counter has been polished, but it's obvious this place has been around for years without proper care.
It may even be older than you.
You place your backpack next to you before you slump into the seat, humming quietly at how the leather cushions feel soft under your tired body.
"Hiya sweets. What can I get ya?"
Your head raises at the sound of the waitress' voice, a tired smile on your lips.
"Some water, please."
"Sure thing," she replies, chewing her bubblegum enthusiastically as she pulls a notepad out of the front pocket of her dress uniform, "Anything else?"
"Yeah, uh.." You pick up the menu, quickly scanning it for the cheapest dish on there, "Could I have the soup of the day, please?"
She nods, blowing out a bright pink bubble as she writes your order down on her small notepad, "That it?"
"Yeah, that's it. Thank you."
"Be right back." She walks off and your smile falters as soon as she turns her back, it's like the extra effort made you even more exhausted.
You rest your elbows on the table, letting out a deep sigh as you crack your neck from side to side and roll your shoulders, trying to relieve the tension in your back.
Your eyes wander over the diner, the fluorescent lights sure to give you a headache before the night is over. You glance over the few people sitting inside; a guy in a cowboy hat sitting on a bar stool, another leaning tiredly in the corner of his booth.
There's a group of guys sitting in a booth at the far end of the diner, your eyes meeting a pair of brown eyes when one of them looks over his shoulder.
You quickly look away, not wanting to encourage anyone to come speak to you, and you feel almost elated when the waitress comes back and places your water and a bowl of tomato soup in front of you.
You thank her with another tired smile as you pick up the spoon placed next to it, not wasting a second before you dig in.
The bell above the front door dings again, announcing another customer, but you're too focused on your food to look up.
You register someone taking a seat at the end of the breakfast bar in your peripheral, but not even the Queen of England could make you break focus from your food right now.
You gulp down the soup eagerly, and far too quickly, feeling disappointed when you slurp down the final spoonful.
And then, just as you put down your spoon, someone plops down in the seat directly in front of you.
Your eyes lift at the sound and you sigh inwardly when you recognize the pair of eyes looking back at you. It's the brown ones from earlier, the ones looking at you from the back of the diner, the edges crinkling when the stranger smiles at you.
"Hey there," he says, a southern drawl to his accent, "How are ya, sweet cheeks?"
You want to roll your eyes at the pet name, but you resist, knowing it's never a good idea to provoke anyone when you're the vulnerable one in the situation.
You smile politely, "I'm good, thanks. And you?"
"Yeah, yeah, just excellent," he snickers, shifting in his seat when he places his elbows on the table to lean in, "You look like you've been walking all day. Going somewhere?"
"Yes," you nod, "I am, actually."
"Need a ride?"
Your smile turns more exaggerated before you shake your head, "No thanks, I'm good."
He frowns at your words, "I'm not some creep or nothin'. You just look like you could need'a hand or two."
"I don't need your hands, thank you," you reply curtly, eyes scanning over the diner when you see his features change.
"No need to be rude, I was jus' offering. Bein' a gentleman."
You chuckle shortly, "I'm sorry, but I'm not a damsel in distress. And I don't need rescuing. Thanks for the offer, though."
You hear someone snorting faintly at your response, but it certainly isn't the man sitting across from you. He looks too upset to be amused by your words.
"Fine," he huffs as he gets up to walk back toward his friends, "No need to be a bitch."
This time, you actually roll your eyes, dropping your head into your hands with a heavy sigh. What a gentleman.
Ten minutes later, the not-such-a-gentleman and his friends leave the diner, and you release another audible sigh. He glances at you over his shoulder as he walks out, but you don't meet his gaze, choosing instead to look over the map you have spread out on the table.
But then you jolt up when a plate is placed on your table with a clink, the waitress from earlier smiling down at you, "Your pancakes, sweets."
You look up at her in confusion, your gaze dropping to the stack of pancakes placed unceremoniously on top of your map, "Uh, what?"
"Pancakes," she quips, blowing out another pink bubble, "With whipped cream."
"I didn't order pancakes," you reply with a shake of your head.
"It's on him," she points her thumb over her shoulder, gesturing to a man sitting at the breakfast bar, "Said you looked hungry."
You peer around her to get a look at the man, but he's not looking in your direction. Your gaze falls over the long, brown hair that's curling up at the ends from the heat, a trucker hat covering the top of his head. He's dressed in a blue denim shirt, of which you can only see his broad back, and denim jeans with a pair of black boots to finish off the look.
You look back at the waitress, asking with a whisper, "Uh, who is he? Are these safe?"
She chuckles with a hearty nod, "Yes, honey. That's Ari, he's a regular. Good guy. Enjoy your pancakes."
Your brows furrow as she walks off, eyes drifting back to the stranger who just bought you food.
Ari.
You're just about to say something, or perhaps refuse the pancakes in case he bought them hoping for anything in return, but when he doesn't look back at you, your eyes move to the plate in front of you.
Your stomach growls loudly when you inhale and the sweet scent fills your nostrils and it only takes you a moment to dig in.
You're eating like a starved animal which, in fairness, you practically are. You have very limited options when it comes to food if you want your small wad of cash to last all the way to New York.
Once you've practically inhaled your food you sit back in the seat with a content sigh, a wide smile on your face. You turn your head to thank the stranger for the meal, but when you look to his spot at the bar, he's no longer there.
Your brows furrow for a moment, you're not used to anyone buying you a meal and not at least trying to talk to you in return, but you honestly don't mind.
This is perfect.
An hour later you need to use the restroom. You pack up your things to bring them with you - you have absolutely no intention of leaving your only possessions unattended at a diner - and ask the waitress to point you in the direction of it.
Your stomach drops when she tells you it's across the lot. It's getting late and it's dark outside, the thought of needing to walk out there in the darkness is unsettling.
You take a breath and square your shoulders before you march out the door determinedly; you're a big girl and darkness doesn't scare you.
You get to the toilet in no time and once you're done, you wash your hands and prepare yourself for the walk back, feeling more relaxed this time around.
But maybe you shouldn't be.
Because after just a couple of steps, an unfortunately familiar voice yells out at you.
"Hey, sweet cheeks! Sure you don't need a ride? Or how 'bout a place to spend the night?"
You turn towards the sound of the voice and see the brown-eyed man from earlier as he walks in your direction. You decide to ignore him, soldiering on as you take quick steps back to the diner, but you're not fast enough.
You flinch when his hand grabs your arm, pulling you roughly back to him, making you shriek.
"Hey! I'm talkin' to you!"
"Let me go!" You yell, trying to tug your arm out of his grasp, "Get the fuck off me and leave me alone, asshole!"
"You little bitch!" He spits, pulling you towards him again, trying to drag you out of the light covering the lot and towards the truck stop, "If you hadn't been such an entitled cunt I would've been nice, but that's too late now!"
You scream and resist when he tries to pull at you, yelling at him to let you go as you start kicking out for him. He grunts in annoyance, clearly not prepared for a fight, and just as you see him raise his hand to strike you, a loud voice makes him freeze.
"LET HER GO, RUMLOW!" The loud voice booms and suddenly someone is behind him, an arm wrapped around Rumlow's throat in a chokehold, "Let go you fucking piece of shit!"
Your arm is released immediately, the lights in the lot finally making you realize that the guy holding Rumlow in a chokehold is the brunette man from earlier.
Ari.
"Get off me, Levinson," Rumlow spits venomously, trying to break free, "She was actin' like a little bitch and I'm gonna-"
Ari roughly pushes him away, seething as he yells, "You're gonna do nothin' but climb into that shitty truck of yours and go to bed, you son of a bitch! You hear me?!"
Rumlow stares at him for a second before his eyes glance to you and then he grumbles out, "Fucking dickhead, why can't you ever just mind your business.." He walks off, in the direction of a truck parked a little away, and you're standing there, wide eyed and stunned as you process what the hell just happened.
"You okay?"
Your eyes move to Ari at the sound of his deep voice, his eyes scanning your face worriedly.
"Did he hurt you?"
You look into his eyes, the cerulean blue of them almost mesmerizing in the harsh light of the gas station, his thick beard covering what is clearly a chiseled jawline. His chest is covered by the same denim shirt from earlier, but a few of the top buttons are popped, revealing a small patch of hair. He looks to be in his late 30's or early 40's and he's big, bigger than you realized earlier, towering over you in his 6'3 frame, and most definitely built. But there's also a softness to him, the way he looks at you, the way he does his best to make his deep voice as soft as possible.
His tan skin makes the blue in his eyes burn even brighter, and you feel your heart beating in your chest as you hold his gaze.
But it's not beating because you almost just got attacked. It's beating for something else.
He tilts his head in question and that finally snaps you out of it, making you realize he asked you something.
"Y-yeah," you stutter, one hand running up your arm comfortingly as you shrink in on yourself, the thought of what might have happened if he hadn't stopped it finally settling in. "Yeah, I'm okay."
Ari eyes you for a moment, clearly not believing you, taking a hesitant step closer. "You sure?"
You nod again, although you know you're not, and he drops his head a little as he sighs, "Alright then. Have a good night."
Just when he's about to walk off you realize that once he leaves, you're a sitting duck inside that diner. It's late now, there are barely any people left at this point, and if you're alone, you're an easy target. Who knows what that asshole might do.
"W-wait," you quickly say as he's about to turn around, "C-could I, uh.. Where are you going?"
Ari's brows furrow as he looks at you, "Right now, to sleep. Gotta get on the road early tomorrow."
Fucking hell.
You glance back towards the diner, and the few people still inside it, and then back at the truck Rumlow just walked into. It's in direct view of it.
You have limited options, but you don't really know if trying to hitch a ride with Ari is better than walking back into the diner. But then you remember the waitress' words from earlier; he's a regular. Good guy.
And, he bought you pancakes, without expecting even as much as a thank you in return.
You look back at Ari with wide eyes as you take a step closer to him, your voice low, "C-could I maybe.. Could I come with you?"
Ari looks you over for a moment, glancing over at the diner and then to Rumlow's truck before he sighs and nods, "Yeah, sure. C'mon."
He places a protective hand on the small of your back as he guides you to his truck and to your own surprise, the touch doesn't feel unnerving. It feels comforting, soothing even.
You walk side by side until you reach an 18-wheeler, the blue cab seeming larger than what you've usually seen.
Ari unlocks it and climbs onto the step to open the door before offering you a hand to help you inside. You take it with a small smile as you climb into the raised front compartment, immediately looking around the cockpit once you enter.
He keeps it organized and tidy; something you've rarely seen on your travels so far. He has a few things on the dash, one of them being a girl wearing a hula skirt (that probably sways when he drives) and he has a picture of a little girl taped to the spot right above his gearshift.
There's a pair of sunglasses lying haphazardly on the seat, probably the pair he wears when he drives.
"It's not much but it works," Ari mumbles as he steps inside behind you, immediately locking the passenger side door.
He brushes past you, maneuvering around you in the small space of the cockpit, before he pushes the curtain hiding the back aside.
You smile softly when your eyes move over his small sleeping space; he has two pillows and a duvet in matching bedding, pictures hanging on the wall of himself with other people, and a small bedside lamp that you'd assume has been hung with double sided tape, or the likes of it. He also has a thick book lying at the edge, one that he quickly picks up and places on the driver's seat.
Your eyes move over the title when Ari starts fussing about, clearly a little flustered that he suddenly has company, and your smile turns wider when you recognize the book.
"Jane Eyre?" You ask as you look back at Ari, watching how he's hunched over on the bed to get it in order. You can sense muscles moving and flexing under the denim shirt he's wearing, and it makes you wonder how a long haul trucker has time to work out.
Ari glances at you over his shoulder, his eyebrows furrowed until he notices the book. He chuckles, "Oh, yeah. I've read it a few times. It's one of my favorites."
He straightens to look at you, placing his hands on his hips as he releases a breath, "Alright, should be all set now."
You smile as you sit down on the passenger seat, placing your backpack on the floor in front of you as you lean back into the cushion, "Okay, cool. Goodnight then."
Ari frowns, glancing back at the bed behind him before he looks at you again, "What? Aren't you gonna go to bed?"
You match his expression as you tilt your head, "Yeah, uh, I'm here?" You toe off your sneakers before you pull your feet onto the seat, your back leaning against the door, "I'm ready for sleep."
Ari scoffs and shakes his head, "Absolutely not."
You blink in surprise at his offended tone, "What?"
"You're not sleeping like that, of course you aren't. C'mon, it's ready for you."
You glance at the small bed behind the cab, your cheeks heating up a little when you notice that he actually made the bed to make it more enticing. You look back up at Ari, "Listen, I really appreciate getting to sleep here, but I'm fine right where I am. I'm already intruding on your personal space, and besides, I'm not really comfortable sleeping in the same bed with a man I just met, so.."
You trail off when you hear yourself, realizing how ungrateful you sound, but it's also the truth. You wouldn't be comfortable, despite how fucking handsome he is, because you don't know anything about him.
To your surprise, Ari just chuckles as he drops his head, his hands staying firm on his hips, "As nice as that sounds sweetheart, I wasn't plannin' on sleeping next to you. I gotta drive early, I'll be able to get a few hours tops, so I was gonna sleep out here and you can sleep in the back."
Your eyes widen, immediately shaking your head, "Oh, no, please, I couldn't take your bed, I'm already-"
"It's not a problem," Ari cuts you off, putting his hand up to stop you, "Please. I wouldn't be alright with you sleeping out here when I'm in there. C'mon, get in there and you can get some shuteye."
You hold eye contact for a few seconds, trying to decipher if he's really serious or not, but when he just raises an expectant brow, you get up from your seat.
You hesitantly walk closer until you need to brush past him to get into the small space, butterflies tumbling around your stomach when you feel his body heat practically radiating off him.
He offers you a soft smile as you take a seat on the bed, he himself sitting on the driver's seat before he takes off his trucker hat and places it on the passenger seat.
You watch as he pushes a hand through his hair, the long locks falling wildly around his face once they're no longer held back by his hat. Your eyes trail over the side of his face, lingering on his thick beard covering his cheek before they move down the side of his neck. You spot a few beauty marks on his tan skin, and you can tell despite the shirt that his chest is firm.
When he senses your stare, he looks over at you, immediately making you clear your throat as your eyes dart away.
"You can pull the curtain if you want some privacy, sweetheart. You should get ready for bed and get some sleep. It's late and I'm pretty sure you've been walkin' all day."
Your cheeks heat a little when you look back at him, meeting his beautiful blue eyes, "Yeah, I have, actually. Thank you. And thank you for this, Ari. I really appreciate it. What, uh.. What time should I get up and leave tomorrow?"
"You only gotta leave if you want," he replies with a warm smile, "What direction are you headed?"
"New York," you reply with a small smile, your eyes focusing on your hands.
Ari nods, "Then you just need to get up when you wake up. I'm heading that direction myself. I'll give you a ride as far as I can."
"Really?" You ask as you look back up at him.
He chuckles, shooting you a breathtaking smile, "Of course, sugar. It's no problem. Besides, it'll be nice to have some company. Now, off to sleep you go."
He settles into the seat, making it clear that it's time for bed, and you chuckle to yourself as you pull the curtain closed. You put on an oversized shirt to sleep in once you're undressed, and then you snuggle under the soft covers, humming happily at how comfortable it feels.
You turn over on your side to face the closed curtain as you whisper, "Ari?"
He hums, "Mhmm?"
"Thanks for the pancakes."
He chuckles tiredly, "You're welcome, sugar. Sweet dreams."
You smile as your nuzzle your face into the pillow, inhaling the clean but somehow musky scent imbedded in it, before you drift off to sleep.
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Watching RSDR with roomie because OBVIOUSLY she needed to see superior CE and this is right on the heels of her reading Highways & Heatstrokes last night. We are both SWOONING over this fucking bear and she said she's going to HAVE to read Diplomatic Negotiations now because of it 🥴
I think we may have a new favorite CE character for her 🤭 Can't say I blame her, he's my favorite too (other than Steeb hehe)
I told her I would love for her to read DN bc then she may be able to give me some suggestions of what should come next. I really wanna get back to writing the next update 🫣
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A (Pretty Decent) Proposal
Highways & Heatstrokes Masterlist
Pairing: Trucker!Ari Levinson x Hitchhiker!Reader
Summary: Checking in with Trucker!Ari and Sugar, about a year after she goes back for him.
A/N: A little drabble on our two lovebirds! I figured perhaps it was time I showed you guys just exactly how big beefy trucker Ari would ask his girl to be exactly that - all his, for the rest of his life. And as expected, it really isn't anything special. But it's all Ari. And the only thing that matters to him is his Sugar.
You're sitting in a lawn chair next to the truck, flipping through a magazine while Ari is off filling the tank.
It's hot today, but not unbearable, which makes it the perfect time to work on your non-existent tan. You're eating a bag of jellybeans that's almost finished as you read through the articles.
Ten signs he's into you
How to get his attention
Get a beach body in 30 days
You flip through the pages, rolling your eyes at how half the articles have recipes for desserts and treats, while all the ads are for fad diets or guides on how to lose weight.
To be honest, you only bought the magazine because it's all they had at the convenience store in the lot, and you weren't in the mood to read Ari's copy of Jane Eyre again.
You really need to buy some books, soon. Especially for days like this.
You know for a fact it doesn't take this long to refill the tank. You know this, because you've been with Ari for over a year now, and it only rarely ever takes this long. You also know exactly why it is taking this long, today.
Your eyes lift from your magazine to look across the lot, just to confirm your suspicion.
Whenever you're at a truck stop that's one of Ari's regular places, he always takes such a long time to fill the tank. Or to get supplies. Or to do just about anything.
You chuckle to yourself when you spot him standing around with a group of men, a bottle of beer in his hand and a cigarette between his lips. One of the men, whom you recognize from past encounters, says something to the group, and Ari immediately throws his head back, letting out a rumbling laugh that carries through the parking lot.
You slide your sunglasses down the bridge of your nose to look at him over the brim, eyes trailing over his form. He's shirtless, undoubtedly to both maintain that delectable tan color of his skin as well as to assert himself. None of the others come even remotely close to him.
Most of them have small bellies, and they don't seem as.. well groomed, as Ari. They may be around the same age but they still look much older, jeans fitting a little too tight and hair not as thick.
You tilt your head, eyes trailing over how Ari's abs flex as he leans back on the half wall surrounding the lot, one arm resting on top of it.
You recognize the other guy, the one that made him laugh, and he might be the only other guy in the vicinity who could come close to Ari.
His name is Curtis, you've bumped into him a few times by now, and he's nice. Always treats you kindly, with respect even, which is not always something you've experienced. Everyone who meets you and Ari know there's a power imbalance there, they can tell you're much younger, and it's made for some awkward encounters once in a while.
But you always brush it off. You don't care about what anyone else thinks; all you care about is Ari and how happy he makes you.
Curtis' eyes find yours for a moment before he mumbles something to Ari, who turns his head to look in your direction. He grins widely, making you quirk a brow at him as he says something to the group.
Before you know it, all five men are walking in your direction, Ari taking a final drag of his cigarette before he tosses it on the ground.
You push your sunglasses back up your nose, pretending not to notice them as they walk towards you, returning to your reading.
What to do to drive him wild in bed
You smirk, immediately marking the page so you'll be able to easily find it later, and right as you do, you hear a familiar voice.
"Hiya sugar," Ari says, making you look up at him. He walks the rest of the way towards you, a dazzling smile on his face, "Stayin' hydrated in the heat?"
You shrug, looking up at Ari as he stands before you, Curtis standing next to him and the remaining three men standing a little behind them, but all eyes are trained on you.
"I had some water earlier."
"Mmh, that's good," Ari hums, turning to look at the other men, "Guys, go grab some chairs and beers. Come sit with us. We're stayin' for the day."
The others nod and walk off, Curtis offering you a smile before he walks in the direction of his truck. The second you're alone, Ari turns back to you, "C'mon sugar, stand up for me for a second."
You chuckle, knowing exactly why he's asking you to get up, closing your magazine and getting up from your chair with a smirk, "Why do I need to get up?"
"You know why," Ari grins, grabbing your hand and tugging you to him before he places a quick kiss on your lips. He turns you both around and places himself in the chair, pulling you down to sit in his lap once he's seated.
His arms move around your waist, palms landing on your stomach as you lean your back against his chest. His slender fingers find the magazine in your hand, immediately opening it and flipping through the pages, "Anythin' excitin' in here?"
"Mhmm," you hum, shifting in his lap to get more comfortable, "Flip to that marked page."
You can feel his chest hair against the nape of your neck, your head leaning back until you can rest it on his shoulder. He hands you his beer, and you take a sip while he finds the article you've marked.
"What to do to drive him wild in bed," Ari reads, humming as he nods, "Interesting. Did you write this article, sugar?"
Ari smirks at you, making you giggle, "Hmm, no, but I figured it was worth a look. See if there's anything in there I haven't done to you yet."
"Doubt it," Ari snorts, quickly scanning through it, "Ain't nothin' in here that's as fun as what we do, baby."
You chuckle, your free hand finding his fingers, playing with them gently, "Nah, we're pretty good at it."
"Yeah, we are," Ari mumbles, taking a sip of beer when you direct the bottle to his lips.
You smile when the others walk back to your little spot with their chairs, immediately placing more beers on the ground before they sit down to make all of you sit in a circle.
One of the men looks at you, his gaze lingering on you for a moment as you sit in Ari's lap, before he asks, "And what's your name?"
"This is sugar," Ari replies as you take another sip of his beer, "My wife."
You sputter, choking on your sip, before you look at Ari over your shoulder with raised brows.
The other men chuckle at your reaction, making Curtis state, "You sure about that, Levinson? Doesn't seem like she was aware."
"Uh, no," you immediately say, looking at Ari incredulously, "She wasn't."
Ari snickers, "Aw, come on. I'm too old to have a girlfriend. It's wife or roommate, you pick."
The others chuckle again, but you refuse to bite, narrowing your eyes at Ari, "Excuse me, Mr. Levinson. If you want me to be your wife, you have to ask. And, you have to get a ring. End of discussion."
"Who says I ain't already got a ring?" Ari counters, watching your tense expression.
"Well, the ring isn't for you, idiot," you grumble, pursing your lips, "It's supposed to be for me."
You glare at Ari for a moment, and he holds your stare teasingly before he lets out a chuckle, "Oh sugar, aren't you just the cutest? You want a ring, hm? Whaddaya want? A diamond? That good enough for ya?"
You snort, taking a sip of his beer before you turn back to look at the others, mumbling under your breath, "Asshole.."
Ari laughs, arms squeezing you tighter, "That's not very nice."
"Neither are you," you immediately respond, plucking the magazine from his hands, "It's not nice to tease."
"Who says I'm teasin'?"
You look at Ari over your shoulder, his eyes gleaming mischievously.
"Ari, stop," you whisper quietly, pouting slightly, "It's not funny."
"I'm not makin' any jokes here, sugar," Ari replies, tilting his head as he looks at you, "What'll it take, hm? A diamond?"
You frown, glancing shortly over at Curtis who just looks at you with a curious expression. You look back at Ari, "No, don't need a diamond. Just a ring."
"Okay," Ari nods, taking the beer from your hand to get a sip, "What else?"
"Uhm.." You glance away to gather your thoughts before looking back at him, "Honeymoon. One where I get to decide where we go."
"That I can do," Ari responds calmly, eyes holding yours intensely, "That it?"
You nod once, unsure if he's bluffing or not, "Mhm, that's it."
"Okay then," Ari states, placing a quick kiss on your cheek, "You got it, sugar."
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you answered so quickly omg your so sweet.
I don‘t know where you want to go with the fluffy smut in hell or highways, so whatever fits best in your opinion (drabble or series)
Could you include lots of praise & intimate moments where they just know that they are so in love with each other and he talks sweetly with nicknames to her.
Like pinning their linked hands above her head being in good old missionary, whispering how much he cares about her and she is a complete mess bc she loves him too😩
anddddd could you add the aftercare afterwards where ari is just a dream and takes care of her when she is completely fucked out.
forgive me when i ask twice I am pretty new to tumblr 🙈
Okay bb this is very cute and sweet
I decided to write it as an H&H drabble BUT that story is not yet finished and therefore I will put a disclaimer here and say it is a hypothetical. It's written with the characters in mind but it does not necessarily mean it will be in the story or be part of the story!
Warning: incredibly soft, sweet, fluffy sex. Loving words whispered, a very different type of smut than the filthy kind I usually write. A little bit of angst and uncertainty. This made me smile a lot. I want to imagine beefy trucker daddy Ari doing this to me pls
Quiet moans and breathy gasps leave your lips with every deep thrust of Ari's hips.
His large body is looming over you, his forearms resting beside your head as he fucks into you slowly, deliberately, dragging out his strokes to ensure you feel every vein and ridge of his cock.
He always goes so deep, it knocks the air from your lungs, his cock is so thick you always wonder how you manage to take him.
Your eyes are locked with his cerulean blues, a deep fondness lingering in them as he pants, pink lips parted in breathy moans as he stares into your soul. His long hair falls over his forehead, covering one of his eyes, but you're quick to swipe it away with your fingers, running them through his hair for good measure.
He nudges your nose with his, gently, rocking into you slowly before his head dips, his lips landing on yours.
He moans softly into the kiss, the scruff of his beard scratching over your chin, your fingers tangling in his tresses to hold him close and kiss him deeper.
Your legs tighten around his waist, hips raising ever so slightly to meet his thrusts, and he groans into the kiss at the new angle, keeping his steady rhythm.
He lies his heavy body down on top of yours, pressing you deeper into the mattress, his skin hot against your bare chest, as his hands slide up the bed.
His large paws find your smaller hands, sliding over your open palms as they lie on the bed, his fingers twining with yours as he delivers an especially hard thrust. He keeps himself pressed inside, grinding his cock into you while his hips swivel, pulling a whimper out of you that his lips swallow. Your fingers tighten their hold on his, back arching off the bed, your tongue colliding with his eager one when he dives it into your mouth.
He starts moving again, pulls back slowly before sliding back home, sweaty skin slapping when he picks up the pace but continues rutting deep into you, needing to hit that special spot hidden inside that makes your toes curl.
You whine against his lips, walls clenching around his cock when he hits that spongey spot inside you, and the added tension makes him groan. His head dips to the crook of your neck, hot breath fanning over your skin when he whispers, "I'm never gonna get sick of this, sugar. Can't let you go, you gotta stay with me."
You gasp as Ari picks up pace again, his strokes becoming more determined, your hands clinging to his as your fingers are entwined above your head.
"Ari," you whisper breathlessly, a fire blooming when his beard scratches the sensitive skin on your neck, "Ari, please."
"Tell me you'll stay," he breathes, panting into your ear as he continues rutting into you, "Tell me you'll stay with me, sugar. Promise you won't go. Need you here, need you with me."
His body moves like waves on top of yours, small groans leaving his lips every times he pushes inside you, rocking you up the bed with every fluid motion. You can feel him all over, consuming you from the inside out, and your stomach hurts from the words he's saying because you want to stay so bad.
"Sugar."
His tone is more demanding this time, his head raising from the crook of your neck to look down at you. Your eyes find his, they're deep and never ending, they make you want to let go and drown in him. His fingers give yours a squeeze, hips rocking against yours steadily, "Promise me."
"I promise."
The words tumble out of yours mouth before you can even think about it, and once they're out, it's like a weight lifts off you. Ari lets out a panting chuckle, a chuckle that turns into a moan when your walls tighten around him in response to the beautiful sound.
His eyes scan yours, bouncing between them hesitantly before he suddenly blurts out, "I love you."
Your breath hitches, and his hips still, cerulean eyes going wide once he realizes what he just said. He watches you as you stay silent, his expression concerned about your reaction.
You untangle your fingers from his, making him lean on his forearms as he stays still on top of you, and he leans into your touch needily when you cup his face in your hands.
"I love you too."
EEEEEEP
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i guess it’s size kink again (? somewhat ?) but yet again i am thinking about ari SOOOO
what places on your body, besides the obvious ones, do you think ari would love touching/kissing the most? i guess this could be kinda fluffy. does he love how big his hands look wrapped around your wrists? does he like burying his face in your neck when you sleep? does he love kissing your forehead because he’s so much taller than you? does he love tracing your spine with his fingers? tucking your hair behind your ears?
i am simply in love w this man .
yes yes yes honey absolutely im loving this
okie so here's some thoughts about big beefy trucker daddy ari
it's not particularly the fact that you're smaller than him that turns him on, there's something special about you that makes him insatiable in a way he's never experienced before
with that being said, he does really love how much bigger than you he is
he obviously takes advantage of it; he's very much aware of how deep he reaches when he gives you deliberate strokes, he can tell you're sometimes almost in pain when you take him, especially when you're not properly warmed up or if you're riding him
he also knows that it turns you on just as much as it does him, and that even if it takes some gentle stroking to properly fit inside you, it soon turns to pure pleasure, the pain always fading away
HOWEVER
mans is a beast, there's no way around it
ari loves being on top because he loves being in charge, but he also loves how easily it gives him control of you
you're so easy for him to manhandle, he can flip you over and move you around with ease, and you let him because you trust him
which only turns him on even more
ari is very much a toucher
he loves being close, he loves being wrapped around you
when you sleep, he'll curl his large body around you, hooking a leg over your hip to press himself completely up against your back
his arms are always around you, holding you as close to him as possible
and he loves burying his face in your neck, breathing in your comforting scent
it calms him and helps him sleep better, and he's also noticed how you'll chirp happily or even whimper when you feel his beard rub against your sensitive skin
he also loves sucking and licking your skin, marking you up
the places he loves to touch the most are the ones where he can tell you're sensitive in a way thats not obvious
trailing his fingers gently over your wrist, up your forearm, or over your palm
almost tickling you, but not quite, just in a way that makes you shiver in his hold
he loves trailing his hands down your back, it arches so beautifully if youre lying on your stomach, or if your upper body is draped over his chest
when he's spooning you from behind, he loves trailing and touching your waist, over the curve of your hip
and then there are the obvious places
he loves gently touching your breasts, squeezing them experimentally, teasing a nipple between his fingers
he'll do it lazily, if you're just cuddling, not with the intention of starting anything sexual, just to feel the weight of them in his hand
he's got an obsession with your ass, and he knows you know that too, he just likes to watch it jiggle when he gives it a smack, how round and full it feels when he squeezes the flesh between his fingers
but your hips are hypnotizing
he's obsessed with the curve of them, loves gripping them in his hands, loves how they sway when you walk
it makes him think filthy, filthy, thoughts, thoughts he shouldn't say out loud, thoughts of just exactly why those hips are so enticing to him
but he also loves touching your face
trailing his fingertips over the bridge of your nose, down your cheek bones and jaw
and yes, he loves placing kisses on your forehead or temple if you're standing close enough, he'll also kiss the top of your head if he's holding you close to his chest because he loves the feel of you in his arms
in conclusion, he loves that he's bigger than you, it definitely turns him on, but what he loves the most about you.. is you
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