#ari levinson x female reader
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A Very Happy Birthday
Pairing: Mob!Ari Levinson x Female!Reader
Summary: When Ari asked you what you wanted for you birthday, you knew exactly what to request.
Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Explicit language. Unprotected sex. Implied edging. Slight dom/sub undertones. 18+ only!
A/N: Here you go, you thirsty hoes! Enjoy! 😘
The slow, sensual grind of your hips instantly stopped as Ari’s hands cupped your waist. You ignored the delicious stretch of his cock deep inside you—and the fade of the pleasure that had been slowly building in your core—as you straddled his hips.
Ari’s brows furrowed in frustration as you went still. You arched your own brow at him as you dropped your hands to his.
“You’re not very good at listening, Mr. Levinson,” you tsked, peeling his hands from your waist.
Ari groaned as the stretch of your body over his had you shifting against him, clenching around him but not much else, as you pinned his hands to the mattress at either side of his head.
“Come on, honey, you’re driving me crazy,” he bemoaned quietly, his hair a wild disarray and his handsome face flushed red and shining with sweat after hours of playful torture in the bedroom. “Please—“
You pressed a finger to his lips, smirking as he went quiet. Ducking close, you replaced your finger with your lips, keeping your kiss chaste and teasing, and enjoying the choked noise of distress Ari couldn’t quite suppress as you pulled away.
“You asked me what I wanted for my birthday, this is it,” you reminded him, sitting up straight and dragging your nails down his stomach and watching his muscles jump in response. “No touching unless I say so.”
You lifted up on your knees, until just the tip of Ari’s cock was breaching your cunt, and then you slowly sank down on him, finding more pleasure in the wrecked moan he didn’t bother to stifle as you circled your hips until he was bottoming out than the actual feeling of him filling you up so perfectly.
Then you were back to your slow, sensual grinding, fingers dropping to you clit and strumming as you dropped your head back with a sigh and let the sensations consume you.
A sharp rut of Ari’s hips had you crying out in surprise—and carnal delight—even as your eyes snapped opened and narrowed at him.
“I’m sorry,” he breathed, looking abashed as he curled his fingers into the sheets beside him in lieu of touching you. “Fuck, sweetheart, please, you’re killing me.”
“So desperate for me to bounce on this pretty cock of yours, huh?”
“Fuck yes, wanna feel you riding me hard, squeezing me tight then milking me dry.”
You grinned at the desperate desire shining from Ari’s gaze, the tension in his big, beautiful body, and the way the tendons were popping on his thick neck as his fingers twitched beside your knees, so close but still not touching.
“I know how much you love to fill me up with your cum,” you murmured, slowly stretching out over him again, making sure to drag your breasts against his chest and smirking as his breath hitched.
“How much you love pounding into me like an animal, until I’m cock drunk and crying and begging you to pump me full of that hot, sticky cream of yours,” you whispered. “Begging you to make me yours.”
Ari grunted a quiet “fuck” as his cock twitched inside of you.
You smiled as you gently brushed his sweaty hair from his forehead, scratching your nails along his scalp and nearly laughing at the way he shuddered in response.
You’d never seen him so sensitive, and you were reveling in every fucking second of it.
It was a nice change from how gifted—and meticulous—he was in wrecking you on the daily.
“Are you close to begging yet?” You hummed, bouncing on his cock for a few seconds until he was choking on your name and screwing his eyes shut, still struggling to keep his hands off you.
“Yeah, please, anything you want, sweetheart. Please, just wanna feel you, please.”
Touching your knuckles to Ari’s cheek, you pressed a sweet kiss to his lips, your gaze meeting his as he stared up at you in a lustful, needy haze.
“Ruin looks good on you, Mr. Levinson,” you pressed another soft peck to his lips. “Happy birthday to me.”
Ari’s shoulders slumped, his body sagging back against the mattress in defeat as he closed his eyes and took a slow, shaky breath.
And only then did you finally feel a tiny modicum of pity for him.
You rocked your hips against him in the way you knew he liked, lips twitching as Ari’s eyes shot open, a hopeful gleam aimed your way as he watched you.
His hands twitched, reaching for you then dropping and falling away.
You grinned. “Go ahead.”
Ari’s face twisted, wary and distrustful, and you laughed, reaching for his big hands and guiding them to your hips.
The quiet hum of relief he made as his fingers kneaded your flesh made your cunt clench, and you picked up your pace, riding him faster as that desperate bloom sparked low in your belly.
“God, so good,” Ari breathed, hand sliding up your stomach, then your torso before cupping your breast. “You always feel so good.”
You moaned as his fingers plucked at your nipple, twisting and pinching and making your toes curl.
“Wanna taste you,” Ari begged softly, his hand gently circling your throat, moving higher, until his thumb was pressing against your bottom lip.
He groaned as you sucked it between your lips, tongue twirling as you leaned over him, planting your hand against the mattress as your hips rose and fell more quickly now.
The sound of skin slapping rose up around you as your head ducked low and you kissed Ari slowly.
He touched your face gently, like he still didn’t trust he could, and then he was gripping you tighter, pressing up and kissing you eagerly—urgently—moaning into your mouth as his tongue touched yours and he hurtled closer to release.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he panted, pulling away to meet your gaze. “Wanna feel you first—“
“No,” You cut him off. “You first.” You nipped at his bottom lip before pulling away. “Fill me up.” Your hand slid against his cheek, fingers getting lost in his hair and you rode him harder. “Make me yours.”
“Ah, fuck,” Ari hissed, hands framing your hips as he fucked up into you desperately.
It wasn’t long at all before he was cumming. Hard. A strangled shout falling from his lips, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut as he jerked his hips against you frantically.
You moaned at the hot rush of Ari’s spend blooming inside you, his hips still pumping into you wildly as his release drew on longer than you’d ever seen.
“Fuck,” you whined at the beautifully erotic picture he painted, rubbing hard circles on your clit as you watched Ari sag back against the bed, chest heaving and eyes fluttering as he shuddered, completely spent.
Your orgasm rocked through you, making your body go taut as your pleasure peaked. Keening softly, you watched Ari jerk at the feel of your cunt clenching and pulsing around his overstimulated cock. You shivered as visceral delight sang through your veins, lighting your body up one nerve ending at a time.
Sagging against him, you didn’t complain as Ari held you close. He tucked his face beside yours, quiet and still trembling with aftershocks as you carded your fingers through his hair.
“Happy birthday,” Ari’s voice was a quiet, sleepy murmur against your ear.
You pulled away so you could meet his gaze, grinning as you replied, “I think we just upgraded it to a very happy birthday, Mr. Levinson.”
And then you were both giggling like idiots as Ari smoothed a hand along your cheek.
Your laughter slowly faded as you stared at each other, and you felt something wild and jubilant bloom to life in your chest at the soft adoration you found waiting for you in Ari’s gaze.
Something in his face softened as he watched you and brushed his thumb over your cheek as he lured you closer with his reverent touch. Until Ari was gently cradling your face close and pulling you in for a round of slow, drugging kisses, which you eagerly, happily, returned.
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to have and to hold (2) ✧ lee bodecker & ari levinson
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request: Hello ❤️ hope you are eating and hydrating! I was wondering if you could gimme another part of Holding Her Heart 🥺👉👈 absolutely loved the first one ❤️❤️❤️ - @the-soulofdevil
pairing: alpha!lee bodecker x omega!reader; alpha!ari levinson x omega!reader
summary: your little family is about to grow.
word count: 2,642
warnings?: a/b/o dynamics, pet names (bunny and little lady), fluff with a touch of angst (very minimal, you should be proud of me), ari bonds with reader, reader’s birthday, pregnancy announcement (if literally anyone asks, i’ll make a blurb about who the father is), not proofread
PART ONE | PART THREE
Lee didn’t like sharing, but he didn’t mind sharing your nest with Ari. Well, he did mind. He didn’t like it all that much. But, you had moved the nest back into the master bedroom, where it belonged. And for that, he was grateful. He had missed having you in his arms, your face tucked into the crook of his neck while you let out quiet snores. Yeah, he was a fool for ever seeking out another. How could he ever think he would be happy with another omega when he had a brilliant diamond in his midst? But he’d been an idiot, and now your heart belonged, in part, to another alpha.
Some days, he wished he had just taken Ari straight down to the station, locked him up and threw away the key. But other days, he would remember that bright smile on your face when he told you that he would let you keep Ari in your life, that he was willing to share, that he would be loyal to only you. He’d remember how you threw your arms around his neck, peppering his face with soft kisses, whispering your gratitude and love for him. And he’d remember how Ari had leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed over his chest but a smile on his face, as he watched. Ari had given him a nod, a quiet affirmation that this was going to work.
It hadn’t been easy, of course. He had jealousy issues to sift through, and a lot of them at that. It took everything in him in the early days of this arrangement to not pull you out of Ari’s arms into his, to shut it all down and keep you for himself again. But he knew he had to put you first. It was what you deserved. For far too long, he had been thinking of only himself and he had hurt you in the process, had pushed you to another alpha because he couldn’t get his own head out of his ass. He could never forgive himself for that.
And, so it seemed, neither could you.
Well, you could forgive him. You’d never been good at holding grudges. But you’d built up so much pain, suffered through so much, because of him and his idiocy. He never realized how far it had gone, he never had to truly address the pain he caused. Not until Ari came into the picture, anyways.
You practically blossomed under Ari’s love. Your smile grew brighter, you gave love more freely. When you greeted him as he got home from work, there was actual love in your eyes. He often wondered if it was love for him, or if it was love for Ari. A lot of the time, he wondered if you loved Ari more than him. He didn’t know what the man didn’t for a living—truthfully, he didn’t care enough to ask; his relationship with Ari started and ended with you—but he knew that Ari spent a lot of time with you alone. It was hard to stop the jealousy from bubbling up, but he knew better than to pull some stunt in front of you.
He grew to tolerate Ari, eventually. It helped when he finally convinced you to move your nest back to its original place. It was still the place you preferred to sleep and, given that Ari had moved in shortly after the arrangement had been made, it annoyed Lee to no end that Ari got you all night long. He said as much to Ari, who promised to talk things over with you. Within time, you moved the nest back to the master bedroom, adding little touches of both him and Ari, before declaring it perfect. Yeah, it helped that Ari was around, even if it meant that the three of you were squeezed into one bed (not that you’d ever complain).
But, for as good as things were, there were still things that had to be said. The air still needed to be cleared.
The three of you were tucked into your nest, your back pressed up against Ari’s chest, his lips ghosting over the crook of your neck. It had been many months since Ari had entered yours and Lee’s lives, and Lee finally relented that Ari could mark you, make the arrangement permanent. But, damn Ari for drawing this out so long.
“This what you want, bunny?” Ari asked.
You gasped, your head lolling back. “Yes,” you hissed as he nipped at your soft skin.
And, though they both knew it was what you wanted, there was an undeniable hesitancy to your voice. There was something you wanted to say, something you weren’t sure of. Lee reached out, grasping at your hand, kissing your knuckles as he whispered, “You can tell us if something’s wrong. We’ll fix it. We just gotta know.”
“I-I don’t think I can do this,” you whimpered. Ari immediately pulled away, and you seemed to realize what you’d said, that it wasn’t what you meant. “I mean, I want this. I do. But...I just...I don’t know, I feel like I gotta say somethin’ first.”
“What’s that? You know you can tell us anything,” Lee said. “We’re s’posed to take care of you after all.”
“It’s just...It wasn’t always like that, and I don’t know...I can’t stop thinking about how bad everything was after you were bonded to me, Lee, and I-I’m just scared that it’ll happen all over again.”
“Would it help to talk about it, bunny? Tell Lee about everything you’ve been building up?” Ari asked.
“I think so...”
“Then go ahead, bunny, tell him how much he hurt you,” Ari said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “It’s not good for a sweet little thing like you to pent up your emotions so much. The only way things can get better is if you let it all out.”
You looked over at him, your eyes brimming with tears. “I don’t think you understand how much it hurt, Lee...To know that I wasn’t good enough for you. To know that nothing I did could’ve ever made you happy.”
His heart ached at your admission. “Y/N...”
“I did everything I ever could to make you happy. I made everything in this house exactly to your liking. I made the food you liked, always had your favorite candy in the cabinet...I made sure your clothes were always laid out, your shoes always nice and shiny. And I tried...I tried to make sure we could have a happy family. But then you—” You choked on a sob.
He lunged forward, wiping your tears away with the pad of his thumb, nuzzling his nose against yours. “I didn’t mean—”
“—you left me, when I needed you most. You weren’t the only one hurtin’ when I lost those pups, Lee. But you didn’t care about me. You didn’t care about me until someone who threatenin’ to take me away. And I still can’t believe that you care about me now. I just keep waitin’ for you to change your mind, to hurt me all over again, and I can’t stand this kinda fear anymore.”
“I’m not leavin’ you, I promise,” he swore. “You’re my little omega, and I’ll spend the rest of my life tryin’ to make up for the mistakes I made.”
“I don’t know if I can believe that.”
“I know. I know it’s hard. But...that’s why you got Ari. ‘Cause if you ain’t sure if I love you, I wanna make sure that you know you are loved. Even if it means that you’re loving another alpha. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything, little lady, and...I know I messed up for a long time. And nothing I do could ever change that. But I’m tryna change for you, to be a better alpha for you.” He pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “And I don’t want you to feel like you gotta hide stuff from me anymore. You can tell me these things. Or if you feel better tellin’ Ari, do that and we both know he’ll set me straight.” Your lips quirked up in a smile. “I love you so much.”
“I love you, too, Lee.” You looked back at Ari, who was smiling down at you. “And I love you, Ari. I-I’m ready if you are.”
“I’ve been ready the moment I set eyes on you, bunny.”
Ari’s head ducked back down to where your neck connected to your shoulder, pressing kisses to your soft skin as he looked for the best place to put his first mark on you. Lee held onto your small hands, kissing your knuckles, you squeezing his hand hard as Ari’s teeth sank into your skin. You cried out, your back arching against Ari, the initial pain quickly melting into pleasure. Ari pulled away, your blood staining his teeth, whispering how you’re the perfect little omega for him, for Lee, how they’ll take care of you for the rest of your life.
That night, Lee made sure that you knew he loved you, that you knew he would never leave again. It wasn’t enough to make all your worries disappear, but it was a start. It was a start to mending the damage he had created and, really, that was all he really wanted.
The only thing Lee really wished for nowadays, other than finding out that you were carrying his pups again, was that he didn’t have to work as much. That he could stay at home with you like Ari did. But Lee had to make money, had to keep that roof over his family’s head. So, begrudgingly, he went to work everyday, counting down the minutes until he could pull you back into his arms. Today, the urge to be back home was stronger than ever.
It was your birthday, the first one since Ari came into the picture. And Ari had decided that he and Lee were going to make you feel special. Or, at least, more special than you usually do since, if they were being honest, they’d come to spoil you rotten in a friendly competition to see who could get the most affection out of you on any given day. He and Ari had spent the better part of a month planning everything, and it was finally time for their efforts to come to fruition.
And he could hardly wait. But first, he had to work.
Or, try to work, he mused as Ari walked into his office, hands shoved deep into his pockets. Lee looked up from the paperwork he was filling out. He set the pen down, leaning back in his seat, asking, “What can I do for you, Levinson?”
“It’s bunny’s birthday today.”
Lee fought the urge to roll his eyes. “I know.”
“Is everything set up?”
“Do you doubt my ability to take care of my house?”
“Our house. And bunny’s the one who takes care of it.” Ari’s lips twitched up into a smirk. “You’re just the sweethearted benefactor who pays for it all.”
“Don’t say it too loudly, Levinson. Got a reputation to keep up here.” Lee chuckled, his tongue darting over his lips. Lee had gone real soft for his omega lately, but none of his men needed to know that. No one except you, and Ari, needed to know how sweet he was on you. That was between the three of you and no one else. “Yeah, everything’s taken care of. Everything going to plan on your end?”
“Just got back from dropping her off at the spa. Will everything be ready when I pick her up?”
“Course it will. Already told my men that if they even think of botherin’ me after I finish my rounds, I’ll be lockin’ ‘em up and throwin’ away the key.”
“Good. Just wanted to check before I finish everything else I’m supposed to do.” Ari turned to leave, before pausing. “I’m glad you’re...taking care of her properly again. I know I wanted to take her away before, but I also knew doing that would break her heart. As hard as it is on the both of us, she does love us both.”
“Well, as much as I hated this, too,” Lee said, “I’m glad you came along. Showed me I had everything to lose. Really put my ass in gear.”
“Someone’s gotta do it,” Ari chuckled. “Alright, that’s enough with the sappy-ness. Gotta save that for bunny tonight, yeah?”
“Yeah. See you at home.”
“See you at home.”
When the clock finally struck 4:00, he was practically sprinting to his cruiser to get home. Or, well, technically to get to the store to pick you up a nice flower arrangement then to the bakery to get a nice cheesecake for you. At home, Ari had cooked a nice meal for you, setting out all of your favorite dishes on the fine china you’d gotten when you first bonded with Lee. Yeah, it was perfect. All they needed was you.
Lee got home first, setting the flowers in the center of the table and putting the cheesecake in the fridge to chill until it was time for dessert. Ari arrived home shortly after, having just picked you up from the spa day that they’d sent you on. Ari was guiding you into the dining room, his hands covering your eyes as you giggled. When Ari pulled his hands away, you gasped at the scene set before you, tears pricking at your eyes.
“Oh, I don’t know which one of you I should kiss first!”
“Me,” Lee said, stepping in front of your, cradling your face in his large hands. He pressed his lips against yours, mumbling, “Happy birthday, little lady.”
“Okay, okay, it’s my turn,” Ari said, pulling you away from Lee and spinning you around to face him. Your giggles only increased as he swiped his tongue over your lip, his hands tangling in your hair. “Give your alpha some sugar, bunny.”
“Alright,” Lee said, sinking into one of the chairs. “Don’t spoil your dinner with our sweet omega.”
Ari pulled away, winking down at you before taking his own seat. You, however, remained standing. You fidgeted with your hands, looking down at the floor, as if you had something you wanted to say.
“Something wrong?” Ari asked.
“I, uh, I...I really appreciate what you’ve done for me today, but I have...my own present for the two of you.”
“You didn’t have to get us anything, bunny,” Ari said.
“No, no, it’s not...I didn’t buy anything.”
“Then what’s our present, little lady?” Lee asked.
“I wanted to wait until I was further along, make sure I wouldn’t lose ‘em again,” you said, tears almost spilling over. Lee pulled you into his lap, pressing a kiss to your soft cheek, worry growing in him as you stalled your announcement. “I-I’m pregnant.”
Lee’s heart hammered in his chest. “You...you’re gonna have our pups?”
“Yeah, I am,” you said, “I am, for real this time.”
For the first time in a long time, Lee felt like crying. This...He hadn’t ever expected he could be this blessed again. So many months ago, he was sure he’d lost you forever, that another alpha was gonna take you away. But now? Now, he had you, you were gonna have his pups (or Ari’s, but Lee...he would be grateful you were having a pup regardless of which alpha furthered them), and you were happy. His family was complete.
“I can’t wait for our family to grow,” he said, kissing you until you were breathless.
“Hey, if I wasn’t allowed to spoil my supper, you aren’t allowed to either!”
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Here you go, my sweets. A sneak peek at what’s coming up for Ari and his girl in the next chapter of Necessary Arrangements.
Note that this is a rough draft and not super polished. And for context, they are at a mixer type of event that the escort agency is hosting. 😏
Warnings: Explicit language & sexual content. Reference to sex work/escorts. Reference to oral sex (f receiving). 18+ only!
“You should be working.”
“Would rather be playing,” Ari purred against your temple, pressing a soft kiss there as he led you through the crowd of people and toward the corner of the room.
You sighed as he leaned against the wall and settled you in front of him, hands falling to your hips and framing as he tugged your back to his chest. His beard scratched your bare shoulder as he rested his chin against you, thumbs rubbing circles against your waist as you tried to suppress your shivers.
“This is important,” you told him, your eyes traveling over the mixed crowd of clients and co-workers. “If the girls play their cards right, they can fill their client lists tonight. And the turnout is definitely bigger than last year, so you may even need to hire more--”
Ari’s hand slid over your mouth, muffling the rest of your words. He grinned at your quiet harrumph, lips finding your ear. “I love how invested in this you are, sweetheart, but I swear, seeing you in business mode is making me so hard.”
He rocked his hips against the swell of your ass, his erection catching between your cheeks and you squeaked, hand falling to his wrist and clutching as you felt desire pool in your panties.
Your other hand tugged his grip from your mouth as you twisted in his embrace, hands settling on his broad chest as your gaze flickered up to his.
Ari’s laugh was quiet as his hands interlocked along the small of your back. “Oh, I know that look. So riled up for me, honey.” His face dipped lower, until his lips were brushing yours as he asked. “What do you want?”
You knew the answer before he even finished asking the question, because you had the image in your head since you first donned your dress this evening.
“Wanna cum on your tongue,” you sighed, fingers curling against the crisp white shirt beneath his suit jacket as you pictured how pretty your dress would look, gaping around Ari’s head between your legs.
“Mmm, want me to fuck you with my mouth, huh?” Ari rumbled, his voice deep with the grit of desire, his eyes darkening as he held you tighter. “Want my beard burning those pretty thighs as you ride my tongue?”
“Oh fuck,” you whispered, dropping your forehead to Ari’s sternum as you felt heat flood your face. “Yes.”
He laughed as you squirmed against him, the press of your body pushing harder once you felt the hard ridge of him against your tummy. “Well then let's go. Even the hosts deserve to have a good time, no?”
You were too far gone to argue as Ari grabbed your hand and tugged you from the ballroom and down the empty hallway, until he found a deserted nook and was shoving you against the wall and dropping to his knees in front of you.
I’ll have what she’s having 🥴😘❤️
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Wear Me Down
Pairing: Soft!Dark Ari Levinson x Female Reader, OMC x Female Reader
Summary: You never wanted a soulmate, but fate brought Ari Levinson into your life.
Word Count: Almost 6.9k (Yup! Sorry!)
Warnings: Tagging Dubcon to be safe (please do not read if this upsets you!), explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, possessive behavior, manipulation, mind games, angst, porn with feels, soft!dark Ari Levinson (he's a warning!)
A/N: For @stargazingfangirl18 's Siri's 5k Soft Dark Challenge (quote: "I can't stop thinking about you.") and @sweetlyscared 's Sweet Lee's Sad 1k Challenge (quote: "Do you love him?"). Congrats, lovelies!!! This is my twist on soulmates and I hope everyone enjoys. ❤️ Beta read by the wonderful @tuiccim , but any and all mistakes are my own. Moodboard by yours truly. Divider by the beautiful @firefly-graphics. Comments, likes, reblogs and asks are appreciated. ❤️
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Soulmates. Two separate beings condemned to spend their lives in search of each other. People yearned to find the other half of themselves. They prayed and begged for them. You weren’t one of those people.
You decided long ago that fate shouldn’t get to dictate who you were destined to be with. It didn’t seem right or natural. You didn’t need a stranger to complete you. Besides, what if your soulmate didn’t exist? Were you expected to be alone forever? And if they did exist, who was to say you would even like them? Let alone want to spend your life with them?
Luke wasn’t your “fated” soulmate. You knew that the moment you met. There was no aura surrounding him. Your minds didn’t link the moment you touched. But it didn’t matter. You fell in love with him as a person. It was your choice because you were free to make your own path in life. And you were happy with how things were.
“Oh, my god,” Luke moaned, bringing you back to the moment.
You smirked as you watched his eyes roll back. “That good, huh?”
“Good? It’s heaven,” he moaned again, licking his lips.
“Well, don’t hog it all,” you teased, reaching over to pull the dessert plate across the table. “I knew we should have ordered two.”
“You didn’t tell me it was that good,” he chuckled, trying to take the plate back as you smiled. “C’mon. One more bite!”
“No! You’ve had more than half.”
“Okay, okay. You win,” he said, holding his hands up in defeat as he gazed at you.
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t do what?” he asked innocently.
“THAT. That puppy dog look,” you answered, taking a slow bite of the chocolate cake.
“Should I switch to…” he trailed off as his head dropped, lifting it slowly with a pout. “The smolder?”
You almost spit your bite out, covering your mouth as you tried not to laugh. “Not even close.”
One of the things you loved about Luke was his ability to make you laugh. He was against the idea of soulmates, too. He saw too many people rearrange their entire lives just to appease others. He also saw people tear themselves apart when they didn’t find their other half soon enough. It was heartbreaking to see people crumble into themselves and so quickly. Neither of you wanted that.
“Actually, you probably should finish it. I can’t have another bite,” you said as you slid the plate back his way, wiping your mouth with the napkin.
“The smolder did work,” he winked, stopping in mid-bite when you rubbed your arms. “Cold?”
“No, no. I’m fine,” you replied, your eyes darting around the restaurant. It was a warm and cozy atmosphere, but you couldn’t shake the feeling in your gut that something suddenly felt wrong.
“Why don’t I pay the check and we can get going?” Luke offered, looking around for your waiter.
“Yeah. Maybe I’m just anxious to get you home,” you smirked, trying to be playful. Judging by the raised eyebrow you got in response when he looked back at you, it fell flat.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, taking your hand.
“I’m okay, Luke,” you assured him, trying to convince yourself as well. “I just want-”
“ARI! There you are!” a man across the room shouted, making a few heads turn. Including your own.
You stopped breathing when you saw the man, who you could only assume was Ari, begin to cross the room. If you had to describe an alpha male in look, it would have been him. The man exuded confidence and power, his muscles and large frame hardly contained under his clothing. The long, dark hair and beard only added to his allure. In fact, he was the most attractive man you had ever seen.
But that wasn’t what struck you. What got your attention was the glow around him. The red aura seemed to flicker as he got closer to you. Of course, it was red. Power. Passion. Love. It was him. Your soulmate.
You turned your head away before he could make eye contact and slid further into your seat. You prayed he didn’t see you, but how could he miss you? And why was he here?! You went all this time without him.
“We need to go,” you whispered as Luke flagged down your waiter.
“We can go as soon as-”
“We need to go. NOW,” you hissed, bumping the table as you got up. “So much for not attracting attention,” you thought.
“Is everything alright, miss?” the waiter asked as you fumbled to grab your purse, your hand shaking.
“Babe?” Luke asked, already out of his seat.
“I’m fine. I’m fine. I just need some air, okay? I’ll wait outside,” you said quickly, grabbing your purse and bolting from the table.
You knew the moment Ari stopped walking, his head slowly turning toward your fleeing form. You made the mistake of glancing back, seeing his blue eyes flash as he looked at you. He looked as if he would follow before his friend stopped him.
"I took the liberty of ordering you a scotch," you heard, thankful that you got the chance to slip outside.
The cold breeze hit your face as you stumbled outside, nearly losing your footing as you shivered. You concentrated on your breathing to steady yourself as you grabbed your keys. You debated getting in the driver seat as you got to the car before you decided on the passenger seat, too overwhelmed to drive. The car smelled like Luke's cologne and it only soothed you a bit.
You weren't sure how much time had passed when the driver door opened, making you jump.
"Woah. It's just me," Luke gently said as he saw your face, getting in and taking the keys from your hand. "Babe, you're shaking."
"Let's just go. Please."
He didn't say anything as he buckled up and started the car. You looked in the mirror when he backed out of the parking space and drove away, holding your breath until the restaurant faded from your vision.
"It was him."
"It was who?"
"It was him," you said again, refusing to say the word. Because that man wasn't… He couldn’t be. "Please, don't make me say it."
"Wait. Him? Your soulmate?" Luke asked, his grip tightening on the steering wheel.
"Yes. I saw his aura," you answered. "But it's okay. Maybe he didn't notice mine."
"I doubt that," he muttered, glancing in the rearview mirror.
"He didn't follow me out," you assured him with more confidence than you felt. You didn't want him to be upset or worried. "Can we just forget I mentioned it? Please?"
"How can you just forget?"
"Because I can," you stubbornly replied. Because you had to. You had your own life. You didn't need a stranger to mess it up. "Because I love you."
"I love you, too," he swore.
But for the first time, you heard uncertainty in his tone.
The automatic door buzzed as you stepped into the liquor store, shivering. The fluorescent lights made you squint as you went down the aisle. They never bothered you before, but you were on edge. You had a hard time sleeping the night before. A night in with a nice bottle of wine would help relax you. And it would hopefully make it up to Luke since you ruined the rest of that nice dinner.
You rubbed your arms as you searched for the right bottle. Why was it so cold? Or did you just need some rest? Smiling, you finally found the one you were looking for. But as you reached for it, a hand suddenly clamped over yours. The cold you felt was replaced by heat, like an electric current throughout your entire body. And it shook you to your core.
"You have good taste."
You drew a deep breath into your lungs and slowly exhaled as you turned your head. It was him. He found you. The aura surrounding Ari seemed to glow even brighter with his touch. Oh, God. He touched you.
"I'm Ari," he introduced himself, though you knew that. "What's your name, sweetheart?"
You mumbled your name in response when he kept his eyes on you. He repeated it, like he was tasting it on his tongue. As if he had the right. "How did you find me? You know what? It doesn’t matter. I should-”
"Did you really think I wouldn't notice you, sweetheart? Even if you weren't my soulmate, you know how to get a guy's attention."
You yanked your hand away, taking the bottle with it. The action made him smirk and you wished you could slap him. But you were afraid to touch him again. "You're not my soulmate. We don't know each other. And it's going to stay that way. I'm sorry."
He chuckled as if you told him a hilarious joke. "Let me pay for that."
"No thanks," you said, trying to walk around him. You gasped when he gently grabbed your arm to stop you, that current running through you again. Was it like that for everyone? How could they stand it?
"You already feel it," he whispered.
You wanted to deny it, but he would see through the lie. "I need to go. My boyfriend is waiting for me."
You chuckled this time at how simple he made it sound. "I'm not breaking up with him."
"Yes, you will. Or he'll break up with you, but I'm counting on you to make the right decision."
"You think you can tell me what to do because we have forced chemistry? It doesn't mean a thing. It isn't real."
Something you could only identify as deadly filled his blue eyes as he stepped closer. "You don't know the shit I've been through… What I've seen. I'm owed something."
The irrational part of you was curious and wanted to comfort him, but the real you took over. "Just because you're owed something doesn't mean I'm going to be your prize. Maybe fate was wrong. And I told you. I have a boyfriend."
"You're loyal. I respect that. But you should end it. It's only going to hurt him if you don't."
"Is that a threat?" you whispered as he brought a hand to your cheek.
"It's a promise," he whispered back.
You stumbled back, the bottle almost slipping from your hand. "I don't want a soulmate, so stay the hell away from me," you snapped as you walked away. You knew better than to push, but you stopped and looked back. "You know, I can't even feel you in my mind. Maybe this whole thing really is bullshit."
Something in his smile warned you that you just began a dangerous game when you walked away. And that you were going to lose.
"You've been quiet," Luke said as he opened the bottle of wine.
You were trying to decide how to tell him that Ari found you. It wasn't your fault, but you felt guilty. "Still tired."
"Maybe we can go to bed early," he suggested, smirking as he poured each of you a glass.
"Except I won't be sleeping," you teased, taking a sip as he handed one over. "Mmm. I needed this."
"Didn't I say you had good taste?"
The glass shattered at your feet. Your breathing picked up, trembling from head to toe. Ari's voice was like velvet in your mind, intimately brushing along the walls. A place you never invited him to, but he had the key. And you couldn't take it back.
"Babe, you okay?" Luke asked frantically, grabbing something to clean up the mess. "Be careful. I don't want you to cut yourself."
You tried to stand still, unsure of what to say. Maybe your mind was playing tricks on you. That had to be it.
"I know you can hear me."
You didn't move until you felt Luke take your hand. His touch was familiar, but feeling his hand in yours felt… wrong. You refused to accept that. He was the one you wanted. It was your choice.
"You're scaring me. Say something," he urged.
"Luke," you began, looking at him uneasily.
"What is it?" he asked, brushing his thumb along your palm.
"If he doesn't stop touching you, I'll break his hand."
You ignored Ari, but the threat was there all the same. "When I went to the liquor store earlier… He was there."
Luke pulled away, your arm falling to your side. You knew he didn't mean it as a hurtful gesture, but it still felt that way. "Did he touch you?"
You flinched at the accusatory tone. "Yes, he did and I'm sorry."
He searched your face, as if he was trying to see through you. "So, you can hear him? He can talk to you?"
You nodded. You weren't going to lie about it.
"Why didn't you tell me as soon as you got home?"
The accusatory tone again made you angry. "What was there to tell? I told him I have a boyfriend and that soulmates are bullshit. My life is still mine and that's that."
"But he's in your mind now!" he snapped, tapping his temple with his index finger. "You can't just… shut him out!"
"Yes, I can!" you shouted, taking a breath to calm down. "I don't want to fight."
His shoulders slumped as he pulled you into his arms. "Neither do I."
"I love you. This doesn't change anything."
"Oh, sweetheart. It changes everything."
You knew Luke couldn't hear him, but you already felt him slipping through your fingers.
You groaned when Luke held a shirt up from the rack. "No. Absolutely not."
"What? I think this would look good on me," he smiled.
"I wouldn't wipe my ass with that," you joked.
"That's good because I'm wiping my ass with it," he said without skipping a beat.
You burst out laughing as you took it from his hand and put it back. "No. That's a deal breaker," you teased before your smile fell.
"It's okay, babe. I won't buy the shirt," he promised when you looked around.
"No, it's…" you had that feeling again. Only it wasn't a chill any longer. It was like a blazing fire.
"See someone you know?"
As if on cue, Ari walked into the store. He looked like a predator on the hunt and you couldn't tear your gaze away. It wasn't fair how handsome he was or the fact the power clung to him like a second skin. And the smirk he gave you as he walked your way sent a spike of arousal so sharp your knees almost buckled.
"That's him," you whispered, your heart pounding as you reached for Luke's hand. Instead of taking it, he grabbed your arm instead and pushed you behind him. The protective gesture brought a soft smile to your face.
Ari stopped in front of you and you took a moment to compare the men. Luke wasn't a small guy or easily intimidated, but Ari looked like he could eat him alive. He also looked like he had wanted to toss you over his shoulder like a caveman and take you away.
"You must be the boyfriend," Ari said smoothly.
"Luke. And you must be her… Oh, wait. Nothing. You're nothing to her."
The words shocked you and filled you with a sense of pride.
Ari smirked as he took a step closer. "End it."
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Luke asked.
"I'm her soulmate," he replied confidently. "And I promise it will be much less painful if you just walk away. And if you don't? I'll bust down your door and fuck her right in front of you. Just so you can see how good she should feel before I get rid of you myself."
Blood rushed to your cheeks. Hearing that made you furious, but it didn't stop the image from filling your mind. Your body pinned beneath his, taking everything he gave you, until you screamed.
"You son of a-"
"Stop!" you demanded before they came to blows. "Ari, please. You can't just interfere in our lives. You have to understand that."
Ari's gaze softened surprisingly as it swept over you. "Don't make me do something to him you won't forgive me for."
You swallowed as his voice lingered in your mind. "Please, go."
“Get your stuff and get out. I’ll know if you don’t. Consider that your warning," he said, turning to walk away. You hated the way your eyes followed his frame and the way your heart ached with each step he made.
"We'll be fine," Luke assured you once he was gone. "What could he possibly do?"
Every morning for the last three mornings, the moment you opened your eyes, you were greeted with Ari's deep voice in your mind. And, every morning, you ignored him. You admitted to yourself that it wasn't easy. The natural pull made you want to answer him.
"Are you getting enough rest? You need your strength."
"When you move in with me, I expect us to have breakfast together. Work can keep me busy, but I won't neglect you."
"We'll have to go shopping together. I want this to feel like your home."
It was always a combination of things. What he wanted to do to you, how he saw your lives together. He always made sure you were taking care of yourself, which didn't make sense to you. He had to know you weren't resting well. Maybe the arrogant asshole was taunting you.
Oh, you picked up quickly that he was arrogant.
"I woke up so hard thinking about you. Are you wet? I know you're thinking of me. I can feel it."
"This shower would be better if you were in here with me. Your cries would sound so pretty when I bend you over."
"You'll be addicted to my cock. You'll wonder how you went so long without it."
Luke tried not to worry when he saw your strained smile as you both got ready each day, but it was all over his face. Truthfully, you were worried, too. It was a distraction. You weren't sure how much longer you could ignore him. And his words were getting to you.
When you looked to the future, Luke's face was no longer there. It was a blur. But the focus was slowly shifting to Ari. You tried not to think ahead. You didn't want to see in your mind what your heart was fighting.
"Let's call in," you suggested as Luke poured his coffee.
"I can't today. I'm in meetings all day."
"Are you sure? We can go shopping. See a movie. Stay in," you ticked off, giving him a small smile.
Luke set his mug down. "You really want to call in?" he asked suspiciously. "You never skip work. What's going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"Is it…" he trailed off, touching his temple.
"We talked about this. I'm fine," you brushed off.
"No, you talked about it," he argued. "You keep saying you're fine, but he isn't leaving your head, is he?"
"No, he isn't, but I'm ignoring him. I haven't answered him at all."
"And how's that working out for you?" he asked, crossing his arms.
"It's fine, like I said. I thought you were on my side. You said we'd be fine," you reminded him. And you had believed him.
"I am on your side, but ignoring him isn't the answer.”
"Then what do you suggest?" you pressed. Because you certainly didn't know what to do.
Luke contemplated before he grabbed his phone. "I'll see if I can conference in from here. I don't want you here by yourself. You take the day off and try to get some sleep. We'll figure this out."
"Thank you," you whispered, getting your own phone to message your boss.
"I'll keep the door shut so the noise doesn't bother you," he said, kissing your forehead before he made his call.
You groaned as you flopped back on your bed a few minutes later. Thankfully, your boss was understanding and you had more than enough personal time saved up. Maybe Luke was right. Sleep would help and your head would be clear.
"Skipping work, huh?"
You groaned again. Of course, he knew. God, how did others stand someone being in their minds? The strange thing was, it didn't feel bad with him. That pissed you off because it shouldn't have felt good.
"Talk to me."
You closed your eyes, seeking out the link. You weren't sure what you were doing, but instinct took over. "Ari, you need to stop this."
"You have a beautiful voice."
The compliment made you heart somersault before you could stop it. "Thank you."
"So tell me what's so bad about being mine."
"That right there. You think I'm yours. You feel as if you have some kind of claim on me when you don't. I built a life for myself and I don't want to live depending on another. I know that isn't fair to you and I'm sorry."
"I built a life for myself, too, but I'm adapting so you can be part of it. We can adjust to this together, but you have to give me something to work with."
You sighed as you pinched the bridge of your nose. "I can't. I'm sorry."
“Don’t you feel empty, too, being apart from me?”
One of the bitter things about soulmates was the distance. Too much time apart, especially denying the bond, made it harder. “I’m not talking about this anymore. You need to try and forget about me.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you.”
"There are plenty of others out there."
"They aren't you, sweetheart. They'll never be you. Trust me. I tried to fuck you out of my heart before I even met you. All it did was make me feel empty. And now that I have you, you think I want to let you go?"
Your gut twisted at his words. "You don't have me."
"But I will and it's going to feel so good.”
You inhaled sharply, your heart beating faster. “Please, don’t say anything else.”
"Just imagine it, sweetheart. On my knees in front of you, slowly peeling down your soaked panties. Oh, we both know you'd be drenched and twitching for me."
Your pussy clenched as an image of him looking up at you, his pupils blown, flashed behind your eyes. "Ari."
"Fuck, I can practically taste you on the tip of my tongue. So sweet. So wet."
You gasped, swearing that you felt his tongue lick a strip along your folds. Fuck, you felt his beard, too. How was that possible? "Stop."
"But the first time I really make you come will be on my cock," you could hear the gravel in his voice. "You're going to say my name when you do. And when I fill MY sweet cunt, you'll know in your fucking soul that you. Are. Mine."
You almost reached between your legs to relieve the ache, but you gripped the sheets instead. "Ari, stop!"
"That's not what you really want. You know what you want more than to be wrecked by my cock? You want to feel whole. I'm the only one who can do that."
You wanted to scream in defiance. Or burst into tears. There were cracks in your heart that you didn’t know existed, but what did he have to fill them?
"Believe it or not, I actually admire your will. I'm not trying to break it. But we'll see how much longer you last."
You took off the rest of the week and couldn't find it in your heart to feel bad. Not with the images that refused to leave your mind no matter how hard you tried to block them out. You scrubbed the counter, unable to stay still as you tried to distract yourself. Adrenaline continued to surge through your veins as you finished, moving to the next task.
You used to pride yourself on your resolve, but maybe you were weak. How else could you explain how easily and quickly you were breaking down? You wiped your hands when you heard the front door open, rushing to see Luke. He was there. He was real.
"Hey, babe. I thought I'd come home early and-"
You pressed your mouth to his, not giving him a chance to breathe. "Bed," you ordered as he picked you up.
"I really need to talk to you," he tried as you kissed along his jaw.
"Bed," you said again.
He groaned as he carried you, not questioning what had gotten into you. Not even a minute later, you were tossed on the bed. Luke crawled up your body, his mouth finding yours again as pinned you down. You reached down and popped open the button of his pants as you kissed him deeper, making him gasp when you unzipped them and pushed them down as far as you could.
"Babe, we can go slow," he offered, sitting up a bit when you hiked up your shirt.
"Just fuck me," you hissed desperately, pushing your underwear down. You could talk later. "Please, just fuck me," you begged in a softer tone, reaching for him when he took himself out of his underwear.
Luke was always good to you with foreplay, making sure you were ready. But you saw the lust in his eyes from your demand as he settled between your thighs. There was something else there that almost made you pause. Why did it look like his heart was breaking? He slid his hands beneath your ass to lift you before you could think more on it, the head of his cock rubbing against your slick hole, before he slid in.
You moaned as you closed your eyes, putting your hands on his shoulders to keep you steady. The familiar stretch had you clenching around him and you wondered just how quickly it would take for you to get off. The broken whimper you let out made him groan as he pressed you further into the mattress.
"I love you so much," his voice cracked as he thrust deeper.
"I love you, too."
His mouth found your neck as he rocked his hips, his beard making you shiver as it scratched your skin. Your eyes flew open as your nails dug into Luke's skin because he didn't have a beard. "Luke," you gasped.
He moaned your name as you looked up at him, but his eyes were shut in ecstasy. You blinked and you saw Ari above you, staring right into your eyes. You felt him in you. Blinking again, it shifted back to Luke. Your body went lax beneath his as you squeezed your eyes shut.
"How badly do you need to come, sweetheart?"
The hands that moved to your hips felt different. It wasn't the touch you knew, but it was the touch you craved. It terrified you. You dared to open your eyes again and all you saw was Ari. Your soulmate. Bringing you higher and higher.
"Come. Give him one last treat."
You couldn't stop your body from seizing, crying out from your release. You didn't give yourself a chance to enjoy it as the image fell away, shoving Luke off of you as you tried to catch your breath. He called after you as you rolled from the bed and bolted to the bathroom. You barely had a chance to shut and lock it before you went to the toilet, retching.
The pounding at the door seconds later didn't even make you look up. "Babe, are you sick?" he asked, trying the handle. "Please, let me in."
"Be right out!" you called, gagging again as you began to cry. How could you face Luke when you thought about Ari? When you felt him? How could you tell him you came because of another man?
"He'll get over it."
"Shut up! Shut UP!"
"He will. He knows he's losing you. He lost you before he even had you. And he has his own soulmate out there. You do realize you're hurting them, too?"
You got to your feet, your stomach still rolling as you went to rinse your mouth. "Please, leave me alone. Please.”
"It hurts when you reject me. I know you can't stop thinking about me. I know you ache for me. I ache for you, too."
You wiped your eyes, looking in the mirror. You looked worn out. "I mean it, Ari. Stay the hell away from us and stay out of my mind."
"All this hurt and pain for what? Giving fate the middle finger just so you can say that you're right? Guess what, sweetheart? You're wrong. And I am fucking tired of you denying me. So… fucking tired."
You rubbed your arms as a chill rolled down your spine. The soft growl in his soft voice was enough to intimidate you, which angered you because you didn't owe him a thing. You stubbornly clung to that.
"I'll see you soon."
Luke sat on the sofa with you, not speaking for a few minutes after you told him what happened. You felt sick seeing the look of betrayal on his face. "Do you love him?"
"What?! No. How could you ask me that?" you asked. "I love you."
"But you're thinking of him. You're seeing him," he said, putting his face in his hands. "I've seen others fall apart. I didn't think it would happen to us."
"Falling apart? It hasn't even been a week since we saw him at the store."
"And look at you!" he shouted as he lifted his head, making you move back. "You're skipping work. You're thinking of him when we're sleeping together. You realize it's only going to get worse, right?"
Your lip trembled as you shook your head. "No. We love each other. That's enough to make it work."
Luke stood up, slowly pacing back and forth. "Except it isn't enough."
"Yes, it is," you said, standing up to take his hand.
"No, it isn't," he said, stepping back before you could touch him. "That's why I came home early."
"Why?" you whispered when he wouldn't look you in the eye. "Why?!"
"Because I’m saying we're done," he whispered, tears in his eyes as he finally looked at you. "I love you. I do, but… I can't do this. Neither can you."
You let out a bitter laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. "You don't mean that."
"Yes, I do," he said with a finality that broke your heart.
"Did something happen?" you asked, tears clogging your throat when he shook his head. Was that why he looked so heartbroken in bed? Because he knew he would walk away? "I don't want to lose you or what we have. Please."
"I'll stay somewhere else for the next few days until we can get this sorted,” Luke sniffled, like he was trying to hold himself together. "I'm thankful I had you as long as I did. And I know love exists because of you. I'm always going to cherish that."
You let the tears flow freely. You two were supposed to beat fate. But was this the path all along? "So, that's really it. You're done with us?"
Luke took cautious steps toward you, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I’m sorry,” he said against your skin, walking around you as you crumpled to the floor.
Sobs wracked your frame as you tried to process what just happened. It felt like another bad image in your mind, but the sound of the door slamming shut made you cry harder. He walked away. Was it your fault?
You cried until your head hurt, not lifting yourself from the floor when you stopped. You expected to feel Ari’s voice brush in your mind, but you didn’t hear anything. There was no warmth. No comfort. Nothing.
You were met with silence. That was what you wanted all along. So why did it feel like your heart broke all over again?
A knock at the door made you open your eyes. You pulled yourself up, cracking your neck. Sleeping on the floor wasn’t your brightest idea, but you were too hurt to care. You didn’t even check your reflection before you went to open it.
You felt the warmth before you saw Ari on the other side. You wanted to bask in it. As he stepped inside, making you step back, you wanted to know why he was there. And how he found you. But he was your soulmate. He would always know where you were and when you would need him.
"Are you happy?" you asked. “He left. Isn’t that what you wanted?”
When Ari didn't respond you shoved his chest. It was like pushing a wall of pure muscle as he stared with that stoic expression. You tried again and he didn't budge, your anger surging.
"Damn you! And fuck you!" you shouted, your mental walls crumbling to rubble. "You ruined everything! Because of you, I lost the man I lo-"
Ari gripped the back of your head before you could finish the word, crushing his lips against yours in a bruising kiss. He bit down on your bottom lip, dragging it between his teeth. His tongue followed, slipping into your mouth as you gasped. The dam broke completely as the taste of bittersweet sorrow was forever committed to your memory.
"Don't say his fucking name and don't you dare you say you love him. I'm going to spend all weekend fucking him from your memories until all you know is me."
The distinct sound of fabric tearing hit your ears, your breasts spilling free from the ruined shirt. “What are you-”
“You were soaked the moment you saw me. Don’t deny it,” he snarled, your panties joining the torn shirt on the floor.
You felt his hunger and it fueled your own. His need filled your mind until it was all that you felt. It was manipulative. It was euphoric. The desire that only a soulmate could fulfill.
“He’s gone, but I’m here. He gave up on you, but you have me.”
His hands explored you as he sought the silken heat of your mouth again. Every touch lit a fire under your skin. You leaned into it, wanting it branded on your skin. Your heart began to piece itself back together as much as you wanted to wallow in the pain.
“Doesn’t it feel good to give in? To know that you have someone who will never let you go?”
“I don’t love you,” you argued as he stripped down. Why weren’t you stopping him? Why did you want to see all of him?
“You’ll learn to love me. Unlike you, I took the time to explore your mind. Because I never left.”
You trembled as you saw his muscles ripple. He really was built like a god. And you knew he was there in your head. He would always be there.
“I love you with everything I have,” he swore, his hands finding your breasts with ease. They ached and swelled as you pushed against his palms. It was like your body wasn’t your own. “And I’m not letting you go.”
Your throat tightened as he took you to the floor, like the bed was too far away. Fighting this bond ruined the life you had. You knew you would never have it back. With Ari hovering over you, you felt ruined all over again because you needed him. You couldn't stop the tears that filled your eyes and you didn't care if they made you look weak. You had never felt so helpless in your life, but he was there to anchor you.
“Do you remember what I said?” he asked as he slapped his hard cock against your pussy. The feel made you jolt. Would he tear you in half with it? As much as you feared the pain, you knew your body would accept him. “You’re going to scream my name when you come on my cock. That’s a fucking promise.”
He surged forward and sheathed you in one, deep thrust. You cried out in protest, even as your body molded to his. He gripped your chin when you tried to look away, making sure your eyes were focused on him.
“Relax, sweetheart. You were made for me.”
His hips rolled once some of the tension left your body, his grip sliding to your neck. Your pulse beat frantically as he surged in and out, feeling him squeeze gently before he let go. Each movement drove out the terrible longing you felt. Your back was likely to be sore later from how he was taking you, but you didn’t care.
“I would have made our first time beautiful if you let me. Gentle. Tender. But you’re fucking stubborn. And this is just as good.”
He pulled back until only the head of his cock was inside you, snapping his hips to bury himself into your wet heat. He repeated the motion as you shouted, a dark smirk on his handsome face. Your arms slipped around his neck, keeping him close as he thrust deep. You shuddered as your eyes rolled back, your hips moving restlessly against his.
"There you go, sweetheart. Your pretty little hole is hungry for my cock. Knew you’d take me so well.”
“Fuck!” you cried, your body humming in undeniable pleasure. You felt him in your heart, mind, body and soul. He was everywhere. You’d never get him out. And, after having a taste, your soul didn’t want to let him go.
“You’re mine, do you understand me?” he grunted as you tried to meet his thrusts.
“Yes,” you moaned, shuddering again. The countless, perfect thrusts had you clenching rhythmically around him. A hand reached up to grab his hair, unsure if you wanted to make him groan in pleasure or pain.
“Say you’re mine,” he growled, licking his thumb before he reached between your bodies. You nearly sobbed when he found your clit. “Say it.”
“I’m yours!” you shouted, seeing him flash a smirk again as he rubbed the swollen bundle of nerves. “Please.”
“Cocky bastard,” you thought.
“Heard that. You know what you need. Just say it.”
“Please, let me come!” you begged, your head falling back as the last word ended on a choked breath.
“Come on my cock and say my name, sweetheart,” he said, pinching your clit.
You screamed his name, nearly sobbed it, as you arched and clutched at him. It was the most powerful orgasm of your life, the aura around Ari exploding in colors you didn’t know existed. Your cunt sucked him in to the point it was almost painful to keep him there, but your body refused to let him go.
“That’s my girl. Fuck, you drenched me. Trying to drown me with your beautiful pussy. Never letting you go.”
You were pliant as you lay there, your body still buzzing as he lost his rhythm and rutted into you. The warm splash on your insides moments later was like the final balm you needed, his moan of pleasure sealing the fate you denied. You were complete. And you knew he was, too.
You shook again as you clung to him, trying to catch your breath. You felt the link from your mind spread everywhere, irrevocably tying the two of you together. The intensity almost smothered you. He rubbed your side soothingly as he kissed over to your ear, panting gently against it. “Who do you belong to?”
“You,” you whispered.
“And I’m yours. Don’t forget that.”
Barely a week. That was all it took to make you forget Luke and wear you down.
Ari studied you later as you slept, smiling to himself as he touched your cheek. He leaned over to check his phone when he knew you wouldn’t stir, dialing one of his contacts. “Where is he?”
“Checked into a hotel. We have eyes on him.”
“Keep it that way,” Ari said, looking down at you again. “Remember, if he comes back this way before we’re gone, kill him and his family.”
“Consider it done. Though I would think the visit we paid him at his office would have been enough to scare him away for good. But, Ari, are you sure you still want him alive?”
Ari smirked a little. “She thinks he gave up on her and he’s going to have to carry that around the rest of his life. Each time he looks at his family, it’ll be a reminder of what he let go of. And he knows she’s really mine because he was too much of a coward to actually fight for her.”
“You really are a cruel bastard.”
“I know, but I warned him. He should have let go when he had the chance,” he chuckled, wrapping a leg around you to keep you close. “And my girl really is special. She’ll adjust.”
“And if she doesn’t?”
“Then I’ll make her. She’s my soulmate, after all.”
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Ari Levinson Masterlist
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Ari Levinson x Female Reader
Deeds For The Big Screen *
Summary: You’re taking power into your hands when your actors don’t seem to do their job and are wasting expensive production time.
Warnings: 18+, explicit sexual content, explicit language, sexwork, porn industry, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, oral receiving (f), swearing
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I debated whether or not to make an introduction post or just to fill send and post my first fic, but here we are! My name is Jo, I live on the East Coast, I’m 21, I have an amazing, bratty cat named Dove and I’m a 9-1-1 dispatcher. Writing in my free time has always been something I try to do, and lately (well, over the last few years) I’ve been doctoring up a good amount of smutty work based on our lovely Chris Evans and his characters. Additionally, being a female, I do only write from a female’s perspective, since it’s what I’m comfortable and familiar with.
I have a few things lined up that I’m soooo excited to share with you guys. Here’s what the laundry list looks like so far.
Family Values: Ransom Drysdale x (adopted) Cousin!Reader
You and Me, Kid: Steve Rogers x Reader
‘Tis The Damn Season: High School Sweethearts!Ransom Drysdale x Reader
Take It On the Run: Ari Levinson x Reader
I’m still learning the ins and outs of Tumblr writing, so a lot of things are foreign to me, but I promise I’ll do my best!
Thank y’all for reading and starting this journey with me! I’m excited for what’s to come xx
— Jo 🪐
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Congratulations Natalie 🎉🎉✨
Your slutty wheel of fortune was so fun, I’m cackling. Seeing ‘squirting’ in confetti was exactly what I needed! So here you go queen:
Squirting + Ari + “You’re going to need crutches when I’m done fucking you.”
Bronte!!!! Holy fuck this is such a good one! I started cackling as soon as I saw it.
Thicc beefcake smut, no minors!
You could feel Ari's gaze following you through his house, his eyes searing your flesh wherever they caught you.
The man had been giving you those lingering glances for weeks. Ever since you started consulting at his architecture firm, he'd been thinking about you a little too much. He'd never jerked off at the office before until he had caught that brief glimpse of your pretty lace bra when you had bent over next to him to review his presentation.
You were loving every fucking second of it. Was it extremely unprofessional trying to seduce someone you were working with, even if it was only for a couple of months? Yes. Could anyone really blame you? No. Your friends had immediately stopped all their objections once you had pulled up his Instagram page, especially when they got a look at him in a wetsuit.
But he wasn't making a move, and it was driving you crazy. You didn't know what else you could do to break him. You almost went into the office without panties yesterday, but that was too forward even for you.
So now you were drinking a glass of sangria in a snit at his monthly cookout, frustrated that your typical seduction dance didn't seem to be working on this man. You hated making the first move.
The party was starting to wind down, your other coworkers slowly filtering out and muttering polite goodbyes as the tension between you and Ari steadily rose until it was almost suffocating. You turned to set your glass on the counter and drew in a deep breath as you prepared to pounce on him.
"So... Jesus Christ!" You had no idea how he made it from the front door to the kitchen so fast but you were not ready for him to wrap his arms around your waist and start growling against your lips. "Fucking finally!"
"I'm sick of your goddamn teasing." He snarled as he lifted you off the floor and started carrying you towards the bedroom. "If I had to go one more week watching you prowl around the office in those barely professional outfits, I was going to explode."
"Well excuse me for having to up my game so you would finally make a move, Levinson." You ripped his shirt open and tossed it down the hall, humming when you could run your fingers through his perfect chest hair. "I can't believe you didn't cave when I practically shoved my tits in your face."
"Of course you did that on purpose." He rolled his eyes and gripped the hem of your dress, pulling it over your head and sighing at the sight of your nipples pebbling in anticipation. "Fuck me."
"I've been trying to." You grinned at him and reached behind you to open the door to his bedroom. "Not my fault your stubborn ass took fucking forever."
"God, that mouth." He wasted no time tossing you on the bed and working on unbuckling his belt. "Part of me wants to shove something in there to shut you up, but I think I'm gonna wreck that pretty pussy first."
"Yeah, how you gonna do that?" Your teasing smirk fell as your mouth dropped open once his pants fell to the floor, his cock springing fee and bouncing up against his abs and making your whole mouth fill with saliva. "Wow. I mean, my expectations were high, but, shit."
"You think you can handle all of it?" Now his tone was teasing, his fist dragging over his prodigious length as he strode forward to stand between your knees.
"Oh, I can take it." You were not going to give up your upper hand that easily.
"Good." He grinned at your yelp when he flipped you over and dragged your hips back against his own. "I'd normally take my time and savor this, but now I've got a good look at you," Your whole body jolted when he slapped your pussy, a low growl vibrating his chest when he watched your hole twitch and sucked your slick off his fingers. "And I don't think I can do that anymore."
All you could do was shriek when he speared into you, his hips smacking against your ass at a vicious pace while his fingers dug into your waist.
"Ah, fuck. Ari!" He was dragging over your sweet spot with each drive of your hips and making it impossible to think straight, your voice leaving you in a thin wail as he brought you right to the edge almost embarrassingly fast. You could feel the thoughts draining from your head like honey out of a broken jar, your mouth falling open and your fingers digging into the bedding painfully as you tried to keep yourself from shattering.
"Don't hold back now, honey, c'mon." Ari curled over your back and buried his face in your hair, his hands moving to dig into your tits as he nipped at your ear. "Choke my cock with that tight little cunt."
Those filthy words sent you right over the edge, a strangled moan falling from your lips as you spasmed wildly underneath him. Your release coated his length in a thick cream that made it easier for his movements to grow even more wild. His breath was hot as he panted against your neck, one of his hands trailing up your neck until he could cup your jaw and turn your face so he could devour your mouth with his.
This was exactly what you needed. The unbridled passion and need completely overwhelming all your other senses until it was just the two of you, your bodies writhing together in a frenzied embrace as you abandoned all your carefully gathered control.
He swallowed each of your tiny mewls greedily, grinning against your lips as your hips started moving to meet each of his thrusts. Your back arched to give him better access to your mouth, your tongues curling against each other in a wild tangle while your pleasure started gathering again in a fury.
"Jesus fucking Christ." You started muttering a string of curses when he shoved his knees under your thighs and brought the two of you up to a seated position. He somehow managed to twist your spine even further so he could duck under your arm and wrap his lips around your as much of your breast as would fit in his mouth and sucking a harsh bruise against your skin, sending a jolt directly to your core. "Ah, shit."
The brush of his teeth was all you needed to fall apart, your fingers digging into his hair and yanking harshly as your whole body tried to arch off the bed. Your breath left you in a desperate scream as you fluttered wildly around him, his arm around you waist holding you close and keeping you pressed to his body as he continued mouthing at the curve of your breast.
He had fully intended to keep going, but when he felt you squirt all over his lap that went out the window. You felt more than heard his soft grunt against your skin, his hips stuttering a few times as he pumped his thick cum into your pulsing heat.
Both of you sagged into the bed when you were finished, the odd angle of your previous position making it so Ari's face was pinned under your breasts. Neither of you seemed to mind though, your fingers running through his hair lazily as the two of you panted against each other.
"Well, fuck, baby." He rolled you over and rested his face on your chest. "I have to say, the payoff was definitely worth the wait."
"Says you." It was too hard for you not to be a bitch so why bother trying. "I just can't help thinking we could have been doing this the whole time."
"Fuck's sake." He snorted and rolled his eyes as he sat up over you, pushing his hair out of your face and giving you a playful scowl. "Only you would complain after I gave two pretty spectacular orgasms. Don't fucking talk." His lips smashed against yours to keep you from sassing him again, his body covering yours as he forced your thighs apart with his own. "Hope you don't have any other plans this weekend, cause we're gonna make up for lost time. You're gonna need crutches when I'm done fucking you."
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farmer! ari fucking you in the bed of his truck
pairing || farmer!ari x fem!reader
The truck door is opened and you stepped up first with a slight shove to her rear. The place on your ass that he touched feels as though it's been seared. You can hardly calm yourself, you want him so badly. He follows you into the back of the truck and motions to the bed. Suddenly he grabs you by the hair at the nape of your neck. He winds the hair into to his and pulls your face to his. Your lips are smooth, his kisses are deep and forceful. You undress quickly, letting clothes fall as you will and he lays down on the bed with his member standing at full attention, a sight that causes you to physically quake.
You stand and throw one long leg across his body and lowering herself onto his thick throbbing member. You push it inside yourself only one inch. Then you rise just short of letting it pop out. You lower yourself again, this time an inch further and glide back up. You were so wet that your movements were making a slick swoosh. One more time, you begin to move downward, the inside of you squeezing him tight. You can't take it any longer. You lower yourself downward and moan. Up again. Down. You begin moving faster and landing harder. He tells her how much he needed you and think you could come anytime now and so you open her eyes and look into his face. His rapture is quite complete. He is intense but has more to offer her. His load. "Do you want it? Do you want me to come in you?" You’ve have been working up to this climax for weeks. His giant hands grab you roughly around the hips and slam you down. Hard, he lifts you up and at this point, you’re no longer working at all. He pulls you hard against him and releases himself into you just the same time you release all over him. You begin to yell out in pleasure; who can hear them anyway?
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I just need king!ari to spit on my puthy and slap it 🙊
In Ari's mind. Some women love to be punished. And yet others simply crave the two extremes of hands on love. The slap followed by the caress. Especially that one. Just like a good King knows how to spank a slut, the whip followed by the hand caressing that stinging bottom is a pleasure known to turn both sexes into greedy jelly. The more they get, the more they want.
The slap wakes up every single nerve ending in the erectile tissue that the clitoris is made of, and causes them to sting a little, the caress over those wide awake nerve endings causes the whole vulva, not just the clitoris to shiver and shake with erotic excitement.
Ari would sometimes rest his head on her smooth thighs as he was fingering her moist pussy, however, this time while she was tracing her nails and rubbing the back of his neck, she suddenly reached down and began running her fingers through his hair. Then she grabbed his head with her hands and pulled it up between her legs. She spread her legs wide open and he began kissing up her thighs and found his nose right at the entrance of her pussy. Her smell was intoxicating. He knew it well. It was always on his fingers when he stumbled out of the door and across the hall to the west wing of the castle, but instead of being on the stairway to the ballroom, he was on the doorstep to Heaven. He stuck his tongue out to lick her pussy lips and it was like he was knocking loudly, hoping she would let him in. Her lips were so soft and slick. He licked her pussy lips and soon stuck his tongue inside to taste her. He had just passed through the Pearly Gates and was now in Heaven. Her pussy had a taste unlike anything he had ever tasted before, but not unpleasant. It had that tangy but sweet taste, just like the smell he loved.
As he licked and probed her pussy with his tongue, his lips were dripping from her lubrication. He had her pussy juice, mixed with his saliva, all over his face around his mouth, and even his nose was wet like a happy healthy puppy dog -- and hd loved it. The smell and taste and the act itself were all so erotic that he could have came in his pants. He didn't, but a copious amount of my pre-cum was all over the inside of his underwear.
She let him lick her pussy for a while and then she reached down again and gently guided him to the upper area of her pussy lips. He felt a little bud on his tongue and he licked there. She seemed to really enjoy that and responded nicely to the tongue lashing he was giving her. He would pull away occasionally to spit and lick her again before slapping down on her clit. He pulled away, spitting again before he licked away he instinctively knew that that hidden gem he had found was her clit. It was a nubby little thing tucked away in the folds of her pussy lips and when his tongue pushed its way under the little hood, He noticed that she moaned even more. He moved his tongue up and down, and back and forth to flick away at her clit. And he alternated between fast flicking and slow licking. He would slowly lick from the bottom of her pussy, pushing his tongue into her vagina, and then on the next pass he'd continue right through to the top of her pussy lips -- and spend a little time sucking the nub into his mouth and doing his "clit flick". He even stopped licking occasionally to breathe and blow lightly on her clit, which caused her to shiver.
As he concentrated on pleasing her, it seemed that her breathing pattern started to change from drawing in long deep breaths and slowly exhaling to taking short quick breaths, like she was panting. He knew she was getting close to orgasm. Soon, he could feel her whole body starting to quiver and when she orgasmed her legs shook uncontrollably; and soon she pushed his mouth off of her pussy. It seemed like her mind had drifted off to somewhere else, perhaps, Cailvania? He laid his head back down on her thigh and watched as her pussy pulsed with contractions for a couple of minutes and eventually she relaxed and resumed her long slow breathing. When she came back to earth, he started to move in for more, but she was done. She stopped him saying, "No, don't, I'm too sensitive". He found out that, like most women, her clit became highly sensitive after orgasm and she couldn't tolerate any more stimulation.
Suddenly, he felt that somehow things had changed and he now had some kind of power over her with the way she moaned and squirmed and became so wet and slick from his mouth on her pussy -- the way she passionately whispered his name when he was pleasing her, and the way she was completely overwhelmed when he brought her to orgasm. Like any king, he liked that.
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞— 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞
IMPORTANT MESSAGE | MEET THE ROYAL FAMILY
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𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑-𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧
she submits to the king, her duties as a young virgin.
she submits to the king, her duties as a young virgin.
king!ari eating pussy
private fingering with king!ari
𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑-𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐀
𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
now that his father is gone, how is he supposed to go into his arranged marriage with an open mind?
𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑-𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀
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♡The Mark of an Angel♡
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem! Reader
Warnings: 18+, mention of cellulite, stretch marks, eating issues, body dysmorphia, slight body shaming, body negativity, talk about different body types, general body anxiety, angst, fluff, implied sexual content, please DO NOT read if any of this stuff bothers you, MINORS DNI.
A/N: This is my entry for Dibs' Body Positivity Challenge (@gotnofucks ). Dibs, you are a gem, and I cannot thank you enough for shedding light on this. I struggle a lot with self love and body image, so this is very close to my heart. To all you lovely people out there, know that you are not alone. Society and media has warped our idea of normalcy, but let me tell you what you see in movies and on TV are not real bodies. Every person is different, every body is different. I have now learnt to love myself, because my body has kept me alive and working in a situation like this pandemic, irrespective of my size and shape. I hope and pray that everyone stays healthy and safe in these times.
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You stared at your reflection in the mirror, grimacing a tad. Your skin was marred by those marks, on your stomach, your breasts, your thighs. They were everywhere. It was really disheartening. You had grown up to be a chubby girl, hoping, wishing, praying as each day passed, that you, too, would blossom and grow and be tall and thin like the girls in your class.
You were 25 now, still waiting for that miracle.
You hadn't blossomed the way you wanted to. You didn't have a taut belly, firm thighs or a peach shaped ass. The stretch marks were one thing, nut so was the cellulite. Try as much as you did, you couldn't ignore all these small factors. And how could you? You were engaged to one of the World's most handsome men, a Greek God, a perfect specimen among mere mortals. Steve Rogers looked like he had been sculpted by God himself. That man hadn't a freckle out of place, let alone stretch marks and cellulite. How he had fallen in love with you was a mystery to you, in addition to thousands of news outlets and other media outlets. A simple outing like going to the beach was a Herculean task for you: even then, you would only wear shorts and a teeshirt, ashamed to expose any part of your skin. You wore knee length skirts and pants to ensure that he wouldn't see the cellulite on your thighs.
And so it began: starting fad diets, appetite suppressant pills, detox teas, "miracle-working" anti-cellulite, stretch mark removal creams and massage oils. You stopped eating full meals, instead just eating half of what you would normally eat. You made excuses for going to dinners and other public outings with Steve, feigning work or even fatigue. Sometimes it wasn't even a lie; you felt exhausted due to lack of proper food. Steve saw that you'd been missing meals, which he did not approve of. Many a times you found a plate of cut fruit on your table, which he placed everytime he saw you working. You ate a bite or two of it, but you persisted in your endeavours. You had to do something about it. You had to make yourself worthy enough to be Steve's wife. You dry brushed yourself till your skin was red and raw, trying to erase the marks of cellulite that the world would no doubt ridicule; an imperfection in the otherwise perfect life of Steve Rogers.
So you stood in front of that mirror, everyday. Trying to check if you were there yet; if you were beautiful, thin, "skinny" enough to be his wife. The marks stared back at you, the roadblocks in your soon-to-be married life. Steve had never mentioned them, nor had you even talked about them to him. But you did try to hide your body from him every chance you got, turning down the lights everytime you had sex. The marks and cellulite stayed hidden, as did your fear of them, atleast for the moment.
That's where you were right now. Cursing yourself. Cursing your genes, cursing your parents for not allowing you to look the way the world would like you to look. The comments on the press release about your wedding didn't help either, the internet's venomous and scathing remarks about how Steve had "settled" for you adding onto your insecurities, threatening to drown you. A few tears made their way down your face. Were you really that hideous?
Lost in your thoughts, you didn't hear Steve walk in, who was stopping by to ask you for lunch. He'd noticed that you were a bit withdrawn these past few days, but chalked it up to work stress and pressure. He entered the room, seeing you cry, cradling your face with your hands. Alarmed, he rushed to you, gathering you in his arms.
"Sweetheart, what's wrong?! Is everything ok? Are you hurt?" He asked, his firm arms cocooning you.
"I...I don't think...we..should get married..Steve.."
"What? Why? Talk to me, sweetheart, tell me what happened!" Steve said, panic settling in his voice.
Turning him to face the mirror, you met his eyes, bewilderment meeting resignation and shame.
"Look at you. Tall, muscular, well-built. You're practically Adonis, like you've just walked off the pages of a magazine. Millions of girls and guys would be willing to throw themselves at you and worship at your feet, most of them much prettier, skinnier and better looking than me."
"And now look at me. I am not you, Steve, and I probably never will be. I try to block out every article, every comment written out there, but I'm not blind. I can see what they're talking about; and it's true. We are so different, in many ways. How can I ever match up to literal perfection?"
You looked down, unable to meet his eyes. He would surely understand your decision, and why you were not willing to go through with this union. It was better if you dealt with it quickly, so that you could get over him quickly.
"My love, look at me. Please." His soft voice broke you out of your reverie. Standing behind you, he kept his hands on your shoulders, placing soft kisses in your hair, till you met his gaze in the mirror.
"Do you know what I see, when I look at you?"
"I see a beautiful, and gorgeous young woman. A fierce, independent and strong woman, who is not afraid to back down from any challenge or adversity. She faces it head-on, like a lioness. But most importantly, I see a woman I love, who I cherish, and the only person I can see spending my life with."
Grazing his fingertips over your marks, he gently placed a kiss along the column of your neck, the heady combination of sensations wreaking havoc. You felt your tears begin again, his words weighing down your already heavy heart. You wanted to believe him, to trust him, but how could you? It had taken years for these insecurities to keep building up, it would take longer for them to be broken down.
"Growing up, I wasn't who I am now." He continued. "I was a skinny guy, weighing a 100 pounds soaking wet. Being Bucky's friend used to be tough, seeing all the beautiful dames fawn over him and barely throwing so much as a glance my way. Somedays I still see myself as that skinny man, who wasn't even eligible to be a soldier, let alone a Captain. The serum changed only my physical features, but on the inside, I am still insecure. Still that Steve who wasn't good enough for the army, let alone a woman."
He sat you on the bed, taking your hand in his, placing soft kisses on your knuckles. "That changed when I met you, sweetheart. You saw me for who I am. You didn't want to be with Captain America, with the leader of The Avengers. You wanted to be with plain old Steve, who likes watching war documentaries, eats only vanilla icecream, still doesn't quite understand how technology works. You make me a better man, and everyday with you is like an adventure."
Lowering you onto the bed, he left featherlight kisses on the marks on your breasts, raising himself to leave the most tender kiss on your lips. You spoke after a beat,
"But that doesn't change things, Steve. I've tried so hard to get rid of these..these imperfections. I don't understand how to tackle this. I'm so...conflicted..and confused." You sobbed, tears streaming down your face. He leaned down, kissing your tears away, rubbing his nose to yours.
"Sweetheart, I understand. I do. But trust me when I say this, that no one is perfect. And no one will ever be as perfect as you are to me. These marks, if anything, make you more appealing and sexy to me. It shows me that you're human, in a world of plastic smiles and bodies. A beautiful human with a kind, nurturing heart and soul. You're perfect to me and I have no doubts that you will be an amazing wife and mother, as you have been a girlfriend to me. I love every inch of you, and will always do so. Never doubt that. To hell with what people think. They can go and set up camp in a place where the sun don't shine." He finished, grinning.
You chuckled, running your palm over his slight stubble. You were still apprehensive, but your lover's words calmed you down. He loved you, plain and simple. You felt his love through his actions, his kisses, trailing down your body, lips adorning every mark, every part of your body you had been too ashamed to bare to him. But that stopped today, or atleast you hoped it would. Maybe with time, it would get better. But you knew for sure, that you wouldn't begin your married life with doubts and apprehensions.
You bared yourself to him completely, resisting the urge to dash under the covers. He kissed your dimpled areas, your stretch marks, as if worshipping you and your body with reverance. As he seated himself deep within you, you gasped, staring deep into his eyes, tears forming yet again.
Neither of you were perfect. But that was ok. Because to you, he was perfect, and so were you, to him. And that's all you needed.
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Poison: Part II/?
Pairing: Ari Levinson x fem!reader, Ransom Drysdale x fem!reader
Summary: Ari finally sees you again after months, but it’s not exactly what he was hoping for.
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (male masturbation, fingering, unprotected vaginal sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism), technical dub/non con elements, kinda yandere Ari, reader is a slutty bitch, Ransom is a cocky asshole, kinda angsty, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!!
A/N: I dunno guys, for some reason I just wanna drag this out. So poor Ari is gonna have to deal with some pining for a while and things may get a little dark before he gets some relief.
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Divider by @firefly-graphics
Ari felt like a shell of himself.
It was so fucking stupid. You would think he’d never had a one night stand before with the way he was pining after you. Every time he went out with his friends he insisted on at least stopping at the dive where he’d met you, hoping desperately that you’d be there and he could beg you on hands and knees to see him again. He didn’t care how fed up his friends were, he could deal with their teasing if it meant he could lose himself in you again.
You were constantly on his mind, occupying his thoughts to the point of obsession. The few dates he’d tried going on were absolute disasters, his brain unable to stop from comparing whoever was sitting across from him to you like a complete asshole. He couldn’t even get hard anymore without thinking about you, remembering how your tight pussy felt wrapped around his cock. If he wanted to come all he had to think about was the utter control you’d exerted over him, even when you had your mouth stuffed full of his balls or were choking on his dick.
Even work could barely keep thoughts of you at bay, but it was the closest he could get to peace. So he threw himself into it, spending almost all his time at the hotel and probably annoying the shit out of his staff but at least it was some respite from the memory of your perfect body wrapped around his. And if he couldn’t fight it, he could always lock himself in his office for an hour or two and stroke his cock until the images of you had receded to the back of his mind.
Now he was striding into the lobby for his sixth day in a row, ignoring the constant buzzing of his phone as his friends tried to convince him to go out with them instead of working himself to death. But he’d been dreaming about you, and the only way aside from work he could think of to take his mind off you was to drink himself into oblivion.
He was pulling his phone out of his pocket to frown at the ridiculous number of texts he was getting when a familiar scent tickled his nose, a murmured apology leaving his lips as he turned his head to look at who he had bumped into and he felt his heart stop.
It didn’t seem possible, but you looked even more beautiful than he remembered. The dress you were wearing hugged every curve you had perfectly, and he hated the way his gaze raked over you like you were there just for him. He thought he saw recognition flash across your face and his heart soared, but then you turned and started to walk away without a second glance.
“Y/N!” God, he hated how desperate his voice sounded, but if he lost his chance with you again he didn’t know what he would do.
“Hmm?” You turned back towards him with a quizzical look on your face, a warm smile spreading your lips when your eyes met his. “Oh, hi...Archie!”
That was a slap in the face.
“Ari.” He said with a defeated huff, running his hand through his hair as he tried to figure out what exactly he should say to you. “How have you been?”
“Oh, I’m good.” You didn’t seem phased in the least, still giving him that heartbreaking smile as he squirmed under your gaze. “You?”
“Me too.” It was taking all his self control to keep from stepping forward and wrapping his arms around you, he just wanted to lose himself in kissing you.
“Not that it’s not great to see you,” You said, peeking over your shoulder towards the bar as you chatted with him. “But what are you doing here? Something going on with your place?”
“No, all good there.” He wondered if he could get you to go home with him again. “This is my hotel.”
“That’s right, you own a hotel.” You let out a light laugh and he felt his stomach flip. “This hotel.”
“Yeah. What are you doing here?” Aside from giving him heart palpitations.
“Oh, y’know, just…”
“Hey gorgeous, sorry, didn’t want that dumbass valet to fuck up the beemer.” Some smirking asshole in a $400 scarf came sauntering up behind you and Ari felt his heart drop when he wrapped an arm around your waist possessively. “Let’s go to the room.”
“Yeah, ok.” You moaned softly when he started mouthing at your neck and Ari could have vomited right there. “Nice seeing you, Ari.”
He just grunted at you when you let that cocky slimeball pull you towards the elevator, hating the fact that he was growing hard even though you hadn’t laid a hand on him. Of course you were on a date. What did he think, you were just walking around town looking like walking sex on the hope you’d randomly wander into his hotel?
His gaze lingered on you waiting for the elevator with that moron’s tongue in your ear and he let out a low snarl, storming to the security office and slamming the door open.
“Get out.” He growled, clearing his throat and trying to give an apologetic look when he realized how aggressive he was coming off. “I mean, take an early break, Otto. There’s some fresh donuts in the back from the fancy place.”
The older man gave him an inquisitive look before shrugging and leaving the room. He definitely had a sugar problem, but Ari didn’t care as he scanned the wall of monitors until he found you strolling onto the elevator with that idiot sticking to you like a barnacle.
Seeing Ari had thrown you off your game a little bit. That man had been like a little worm in the back of your brain ever since you’d slept together a month ago. And that never happened.
Sure, you’d always go back to your favorite memories from your various trysts whenever you were indulging in a little me time. But Ari kept popping up randomly. Something about the way you had completely wrecked that god of a man just stuck with you.
Not that it stopped you from sleeping around, you were still you. It was just a little weird that sometimes some other dude would be balls deep in you and you’d start wondering what Ari was doing.
Right now though, it was a little hard to think of anything else when the beautiful asshole you had let pick you up was nipping at the tops of your breasts while his hands started to snake under your skirt.
“Fuck sweetheart.” He purred as he ran his tongue up your chest until he could suck a bruise against your throat. “Been thinking about what’s under this dress ever since I spotted you in that bar.”
“Yeah? You wanna be inside me, baby?” You cooed, grinning at the low groan he let out. “First I’m gonna rub that smirk off your pretty face.”
“Christ.” He brought his face up to yours and gave you a cocky grin. “Oh, I like you.”
Ari couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen as you let that idiot feel you up, his cock straining against the front of his slacks as he leaned back in his chair. He hated what he was considering. It made him feel like the world’s smarmiest asshole.
It might not even lead to what he wanted, he’d probably just end up staring at nothing for a few minutes before he came back to his senses.
He took a deep breath and reached behind him to lock the door before punching the button that would stop the lift and leaning forward to watch what you would do, drawing his cock out of his pants and giving himself a slow stroke.
“Oh for fuck’s sake.” He reached over and tried pushing the emergency buttons. “Why are we stopped?”
You let out a sigh as he continued nibbling at your jaw as he pressed the call button over and over, running your fingers through his hair and lifting one leg to wrap around his hips. He started grinding against you and you let out a whine, rolling your hips against his as your eyes roamed over the interior of the elevator, stopping when they reached the camera as your face split into a wicked grin.
“Hey, pretty boy.” You gripped his hair tightly and moved his mouth back to yours, tugging at his lips with yours gently until he finally stopped trying to get the lift to move and placed his hand on your hip. “How you feel about putting on a little show?”
“What?” He let you tilt his head towards the camera and he gave you a rich laugh. “Fuck, I really like you. You like showing off, honey?”
“I fucking love it.” You purred, tracing your tongue over his bottom lip slowly.
“Yeah, I bet you do.” He hooked his fingers under the neckline of your dress and yanked it down until your breasts spilled free, immediately bending to drag his tongue over one of your nipples.
His hand snaked under your skirt and you felt him growl when his fingers brushed against the dampened lace of your panties, pulling them tight over your swollen cunt before moving them aside and shoving two fingers inside you.
Ari’s cock was leaking precum all over his fingers as he sped up the pace of his strokes, completely entranced as he watched the blissed out look on your face. God, he wished it was his hand that was shoved under your skirt, feeling those perfect soft walls clenching around his fingers until you were murmuring his name like a prayer.
If he had to settle for watching you get fucked by some other bastard, though, he could make it work.
“Jesus Christ.” His lips were so soft against your flesh when he sucked a bruise against the curve of your breast, grinning at the wanton moan you gave him. “You’re so fucking wet. Making a damn mess all over my hand. This all for me, or you just like having an audience that much?”
“You sure you want me to answer that, baby?” You teased, taking in a sharp gasp when you felt his teeth brush over your nipple. “Don’t wanna hurt your feelings.”
“God, you’re bitchy.” He slid another finger inside you and brought his face back up to yours, beaming at you as he curled his digits against that spongy spot that made you want to scream. “Is it weird I kinda love it?”
“Careful with what words you throw around here, sweetheart.” You leaned forward and grabbed his bottom lip between your teeth.
“Relax, honey.” He mumbled, sucking on your tongue when you shoved it into his mouth. “You just worry about coming all over my hand like a good girl.”
“Mmm, I’m close.” Your breath was starting to hitch as your pussy started trying to suck his fingers even deeper, your stomach tightening as he stroked your sweet spot vigorously.
When he ground his palm against your clit you lost it, your entire body arching into him as you squirted all over his hand with a hoarse cry. He kept finger fucking you through it, relishing the feel of your cunt fluttering around him until you were sagging against the wall of the elevator with a sigh.
“Fuck, great job, gorgeous.” He looked all too pleased with himself as he dragged his cum soaked fingers up your torso until he could smear your release all over your nipples. “Not quite finished though. Make sure you smile for the camera.”
Ari was panting heavily as he collapsed back in the chair, his fingers covered in his spend as he did his best to collect himself. He was about to tuck himself back in and unlock the door when he saw the two of you moving, pausing his movements as he watched that idiot turn you so your body was facing the camera as you propped one of your feet on the railing.
The sound that escaped from him when he watched your pussy swallow that douchebag’s cock was absolutely filthy, his own cock starting to harden again as the man started rutting up into you like an animal. He was so deep in it now he was past the point of caring, wrapping his hand around his dick again and using his own cum for lube as he started jerking off.
You kept your eyes glued on the camera as he fucked you, his cock punching into you viciously as he murmured filthy praises in your ear.
“Fuck, you’re taking me so good.” He rolled your ear lobe between his teeth, one hand palming your breast painfully as the other trailed down to the apex of your thighs. “Pussy’s so fucking tight. God, I dunno how long I’m gonna last.”
“Aww, I thought for sure with that attitude you were gonna give me a little more to work with.” You teased, reaching behind you and gripping his hair roughly when his teeth scraped over your jaw. “The cocky ones are always a disappointment, I guess.”
“Yeah, am I disappointing you, honey?” He brought his hand from your breast to curl around your throat, tilting your head back so he could run his tongue over your lips. “Sure doesn’t seem like it with the way this cunt is sucking me back in.”
You whined when he slapped your clit, tugging painfully on his hair when he chuckled darkly against your cheek as your pussy fluttered around him. Your body arched into him as he started rubbing soft circles against the swollen bundle of nerves, your breath coming in shallow pants as he brought you right to the edge of your bliss.
Ari could tell you were close. Your face was starting to relax as your chest heaved with deep breaths, and it seemed like you were looking directly at him as you gazed into the camera.
He twisted his hand around himself as he watched you shudder, his entire body rolling with bliss as he came all over his hand for the second time and mumbled your name under his breath.
God, he knew he should feel like a disgusting pervert, but all he cared about was that he had seen you again. He cleaned himself up with a deep sigh, tucking himself back into his slacks and running a hand through his hair as he tried to think of some way he could convince you to maybe see him again once you were done with that douchebag.
You felt his cock twitch inside you right when the elevator started moving again, his warm spend spilling deep within your canal as he growled against your shoulder and triggered another small orgasm for you.
“Mmm, Ari.” You murmured without thought.
Well, wasn’t that interesting?
“What? It’s Ransom.” He leaned back on his heels and tucked himself back into his pants while you shoved your tits back into your dress and pulled your skirt down.
“Who cares.” You muttered, rolling your eyes before turning back to him and giving him a wicked grin. “I’m still gonna suck that dick, pretty boy.”
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Deeds For The Big Screen
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Warnings: 18+, explicit sexual content, explicit language, sexwork, porn industry, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, oral receiving (f), swearing
Pairing: Ari Levinson x Female Reader
Summary: You’re taking power into your hands when your actors don’t seem to do their job and are wasting expensive production time.
Word count: 3006
A/N: This might be a little rusty, I haven’t done this in a while, but some creators have inspired me to pick up writing again! Fairly new to Tumblr, despite having an account for years and having done zero with it. Apparently me dreaming about different story ideas has become a thing now. So bear with me here. As said; if I missed any warnings please feel free to let me know.
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Deeds For The Big Screen
Irritation bubbling underneath your annoyed expression, your lips tightly pressed together. Fingernails tapping aggressively on the armrests of your director’s chair. Your legs crossed, bouncing with frustration at the sight in front of you. It seemed liked the actors onsite were on a mission to make everyone’s life on set hell. Your hands grabbing the armrests your knuckles white from the intense grip of the edges of your chair.
You were a visionaire, adultery was your passion, you had been in the business for year before starting your own company. Focusing on the female friendlier porn demand had paid of well for you, your company was your pride and you thrived on the success. You ran a tight ship, time was money and currently both actors were wasting every second of it. The current creative project was not being envisioned at all. It had been meticulously drawn out on a storyboard, it seemed like everything that had been discussed and rehearsed was thrown out the window.
You let out an annoyed huff, it had been hours on end anything between action and cut. Your million-dollar superstar was propped on his elbows towering over the fragile body underneath him. His hips franticly pumping in and out of the actress underneath him, who was clawing her nails into his skin desperately. Was he really the problem or was it the useless woman caged underneath him. Her super loud moans that probably could be heard at the other side of the world and the quantity of clawing at his skin.
“CUT!!!” you yelled and everyone in the production stopped, heavy sighs heard across the studio. Your hands rubbed your face slightly not wanting to yell or lose control of the raging thoughts running through your mind.
“What’s wrong this time?” your most prized possession asked, the annoyance clearly dripping of his tone. He stood up facing you, his hands falling to his hips, sticking out his chest while his thick muscle stood proud against his pelvis. You couldn’t help but take in the sight, his cock was red and he was painfully hard. You licked your lips and took in a deep breath, trying to refocus on your thoughts.
“Alright let me make myself very clear here. The crew is TIRED and I am tired of fucking repeating myself” you took another deep breath as you felt anger rising “was I not clear enough when we had a table read yesterday and when we rehearsed this morning?” your eyes switching between the actors. No response “An answer would be nice, because that storyboard on the wall contains every movement of where body parts go during every fucking scene”
“Get the fuck out Y/N, you know storyboards only contains the major outlines of a grand story being told, it is different when you are pumping in and out of a body you know. You don’t always get to choose where a hand, leg or cock lands”
“Ari, we are in the god forsaken porn industry, that thick throbbing dick better end up in the fucking dripping vagina, between her lips or even in that nice and tight puckered hole” you could hear a few supressed snickers from the crew. Ari just kept staring you down “Right now all I see is stiffness, no passion, no fire and absolutely nothing that was on the fucking board or script”
“Whatever Y/N” Ari huffed, you rolled your eyes breaking the tension that was clearly building between you and Ari. You turned your gaze to Edie, who just sat there uncomfortably.
“Edie, can you just tone down on the moans, I know this is your first gig and a step up from the amateur adultery films you have done, but we are not in the cheap kind of porn. This is exclusive, sensual and soft sex. We make porn for the ladies and if it happens that men love it too so be it-” you clapped your hands together trying to get through to the actors in front of you “Also ease up on your facial expressions too they are just too much and stop clawing at Ari, we are not feral wolves in the outskirts of woodsy valley…” you pointed at her, the hostility evident in your voice, she just nodded your way she almost looked too scared to speak. Your attention turned to Ari, just by looking at him you knew he wouldn’t be able to take a lot more of your antics “-And for you mister, I need more open posture. We want to see those muscles work underneath that toned skin of yours. Flex them a little, you want the person watching this to drool from their mouths while their vaginas or arseholes are begging for your majestic cock. Yes, we can do this all rough and tough, but with this project we want fire, passion and mind-blowing sex. Understood?”
Both pornstars nodded your way and you sat back down in your chair. The actors taking their spots again, you raised your hand, cues being called across the room.
“ACTION!” Edie tried her utter best to contain her excessive sounds, but she looked like she was about to take a dump “CUT!”
“Y/N, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Ari yelled, jumping of the small platform, grabbing his robe from the floor, storming your way while putting on his robe, you got off your chair.
“Is it really that hard to do what I am asking? Edie you look like you are about to take a dump right in front of the camera” you lost control of the anger that had been boiling inside of you. Ari bumped into you, almost knocking you down, it must have been on purpose as you could sense his anger “where the fuck do you think you are going?” he spun on his heels
“I have been edged for hours on end, I need some form of release and it looks like our director is not going to let us get any release for a few more hours” Ari spat your way
“GET BACK HERE!!” you definitely lost control, watching Ari on a mission to march out of the studio “ARI I SAID GET BACK HERE”
“I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING A DOG!!!”
“YOU ARE MY FUCKING TOP DOLLAR DOG, SO YOU BETTER GET THE FUCK BACK BEFORE I FIRE YOU MYSELF” it was true, Ari was your million-dollar star, your company couldn’t have grown without him. He had been there from the beginning, you had him to thank for the success of your company and in return he had you to thank for his stardom.
Your words had made Ari stop in his tracks and turn around, the temperature in the room increasing quickly. You had started to doubt if the room had been that hot the entire time or if it was the arousal creeping through your veins caused by Ari’s deep angered gaze.
He charged your way his finger pointing at you and his mouth was moving, but your hearing seemed to have vanished. You contemplated if you should just show them what you meant or just call it a day. Things were getting heated and the crew was already exhausted enough. Your thoughts interrupted as your mouth started to speak.
“Do I really have to do everything around here?” you muttered under your breath “Edie get off the sunbed and put your robe on” she complied to your order, getting of the stage and putting on her silk robe. You took a moment to analyse your thought, to see if the voice inside your head would protest of what you were contemplating. Nothing came to mind, so instead you unbuttoned your sundress quickly before regretting your decision “Last attempt to film this guys, start rolling. Ari off with the robe, we start from the beginning. Edie take notes” you ordered around the room. Your sundress and underwear falling off your frame piling up next to your director’s chair.
“What are you doing baby girl?” Ari whispered in your ear as you walked backwards his hands holding your hips guiding you towards the double sunbed. His anger seemed to have disappeared and replaced with intrigue.
“Showing you what I want, but mostly taking what I need right now” you replied, he quirked an eyebrow, a smirk plastered on his face in approval “Let’s give them the show they want”
“The show you want” Ari chuckled as he corrected you, before narrowing his eyes a little “The big boss in action, I like it…” Ari whispered as he took in your naked body “I like it a lit” His confident spoken words made you a little insecure, but you hid it well trying to hold your nerves together.
You climbed on the sunbed laying back, your eyes wandered over Ari’s toned chest, his cock aching, your pussy throbbing. You licked your lips and the muscles in your core tightened with the exciting thought of him filling you up to the brim in a matter of minutes, you being at his complete mercy.
“ACTION!” you yelled
Ari crawled on top of you, your hands roamed freely over his arms and chest, his lips crashing on yours briefly before moving on to your neck and your upper torso. Your hands finding their way onto his shoulders, caressing the bare skin. You arched your back at the delight feeling when he sucked on your nipples, a low moan left your lips. Ari’s hands cradling your frame as he peppered kisses further south.
Your eyes following him, he looked back at you through his long lashes as two of his fingers tease your entrance, running gently through your folds. One thing was for sure, you were hot and bothered, all because of the eye candy encaging you in his porn play. He dipped two fingers in your aching core and pumped three times before they stilled inside you. His face coming up to meet yours, his eyes darkened and stole another passionate driven kiss.
His fingers starting pumping you faster earning a few unexpected deep moans. Your lips parting, your lust blown eyes were completely taken by the current moment. Your mind completely forgetting everything was being recorded. Ari’s fingers left your soaking cunt as he lowered his head and settled himself between your legs.
His mouth sucked your clit, you took in a sharp breath. His tongue firmly stroked downward on your slit, enough pressure for a controlled yet obscene moan to escape you. His tongue entered your dripping hole before returning his attention back to your clit. Ari’s fingers rejected as your vaginal muscle had tightened from the attention your clit was receiving. His mouth eased off and he pushed his fingers inside you, your cunt accepting, sucking them in.
The pleasure was almost too much, your hands caressing your upper body finding your breasts. With a feathered touch you rubbed your index fingers over your nipples, biting your bottom lip at the pleasure. Your touch made your nipples erect, the sensation spreading like wildfire through your entire body. Ari increased his pace and your moans and whimpers became more frequent, but in a more wanting and loving way.
Your back started to arch up and you were about to cum, when Ari stopped all his actions. Your eyes shot fully open to protest, but he shushed you by placing two of his fingers in your mouth allowing you a moment to taste yourself before retracting them. You watched him pump his hard cock with his hand, before he gripped your hips as his member slowly pushes down in your sopping cunt.
“Big enough for you princess” Ari grunted as he pushed fully into you.
“Y-Yes” the response was short and simple, your brain not functioning anymore when the pleasure had taken over from the thoughts. His tempo made your eyes roll backwards, your hips meeting his rhythm as he held a firm grasp on your hips helping and guiding you up and down on him. Without warning Ari stopped and flipped you over. A fistful of hair grabbed pulling you back, his grasp wasn’t harsh and only intensified your lustful awakening.
His left arm snaking around your waist finding your right boob, giving it a sinful squeeze, pinching your nipple between his fingers. He held your back close to his chest while his lips sucked pleasure marks on your neck and breathing heavily into your ear, whispering nothing but obscenities to you. Your arms lifted up and your hands fisted his hair, your fingernails scraping his scalp a little. He growled in your ear, you repeated your actions and he gave your hip a single firm squeeze.
His cock slowly being dragged in and out of you, your walls coating his thick veined cock. The squelching noises pulled from the juices being pulled from between your legs. Ari’s hands running freely over your skin setting it on fire. You felt fucked out and your orgasm was building rapidly.
Ari must have felt it as his hips started bucking up into you even faster, making is his mission to finish you. Your moans of sin becoming frequent again, Ari’s wandering hand slid in between your folds, rubbing your clit gently, pushing you even closer to the edge. One of your hands held onto his wrist holding it in the pleasurable place whilst the other placed on the nape of his neck, fingers gripping the hairs at the bottom.
Your orgasm washed over you as Ari let you ride out your high before pulling you off, laying you flat on the double sunbed. As you tried to calm your breathing he straddled you underneath him, pumping his member faster. The white strings of sin faltering out of his cock, you leaned up on your elbows and opened your mouth while he decorated your face and chest.
Licking your lips with his salty cum, you swallowed and stared back at Ari who seemed to enjoy the fucked out sight in front of him. When he had finished squirting his load on you, he cradled your head in his large hands, his thumbs running over your lips before leaning in to steal one last fiery kiss. You separated from the kiss and kept staring each other in the eyes for what felt like hours.
“Happy boss?” Ari questioned still holding your head gently as you nodded your head
“CUT!” you yelled, Ari climbed off of you and helped you up.
“WOW, that was amazing” Edie clapped being stunned by the scene that just had taken place.
“Thanks, hopefully a great lesson for you on what to do next time” you spoke, she smiled widely back at you when you walked towards your chair, picking up your clothes from the floor “Well done everyone, I think we all need a break and we’ll continue with fresh eyes tomorrow” a relieved cheer was heard “I’m off to have a shower, since I have become a Picasso art piece” you started walking towards the dressing room
“Worth millions” Ari spoke after you, you raised your middle finger at him without looking back at him. His loud laughter filled the room.
You walked out of the building, rolling your eyes at Ari as he leaned against your car, one leg propped up on the tire, his arms folded and a cocky grin beaming back at you.
“There she is, my million dollar star” Ari clapped his hands before raising up his arms slightly and bowing down “I bless the ground you walk on peaches”
“Oh shut it Ari” you felt your cheeks burn, embarrassment bubbling underneath your skin. It was ridiculous, but you felt a little insecure “Hopefully good enough for what I want to get done” you continued walking towards the car, halting in front of Ari.
“Hopefully?” Ari raised an eyebrow “Peaches you were wonderful, you are in my top 3 ‘the best fucking sex I ever had’ so I guess for a retired pornstar you still possess your magic” you shoved him a little and his head fell back letting out a laugh “Don’t be embarrassed, I liked it a lot” his hands found their way on your waist pulling you into a hug, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Thank you Ari, but can you move out of the way, I want to go home, I am little worn out”
“Must be because of my majestic cock” he laughed
“Don’t flatter yourself, it doesn’t suit you” you giggled “Why are you still here, I thought you left a while ago”
“Couldn’t stay away from you peaches, since you performed so well today” Ari wiggled his eyebrows
“Had to show you guys somehow, you were costing me a fortune” you pointed out, opening the car door, tossing your bag on the backseat.
“Would it make a difference if it was done on purpose?” Ari questioned, climbing into the driver’s seat. Your mouth had fallen open from the shock and your brain scrambled for words and phrases to throw Ari’s way. You opened the door on the passenger’s side and got into the seat.
“Are you telling me you put on an entire show so you could get your dick wet on the clock?”
“Had to fuck the brat right out of you somehow” his cocky grin beamed back at you. You knew he was taunting you if it wasn’t for his sunglasses shielding his eyes “You have always been such a perfectionist, so I knew you would fall for my well thought out trap”
“Well next time ask me to eat a snickers instead” you rolled your eyes as Ari started the car.
“Might need another round of fucking the brat out of you peaches” Ari grabbed your hand, pulling the intertwined hold to his lips and placing a kiss on top. Your cheeks flushed with heat at the thought of how intense your fuck session had been and what kind of ways you both would fuck one another later.
YIKES, that was a true adventure!!!
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King!ari demanding you sit next to him during feast and him shamelessly fingering you in front of everyone while you try to keep it hidden
pairing || king!ari x fem!reader
warnings || fingering under the table
𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐑
The table had a long table cloth, so you knew as long as you were careful, that nobody would notice what you were doing.
When you felt his hand go to your knee, you opened your legs slowly. You gave a sudden jolt, as his fingers touched your panties but he didnt seem to stop or pull his fingers from out from under, so he continued what he was doing. He reached in and pushes your panties to the side, letting his fingers tease your clit under the table.
One of the times you wound up having to answer questions from others, meaning you were currently speaking to the crowd. It was so exciting to him, listening to you trying to speak normal, like nothing out of the ordinary was going on, while his hand was down there sliding trying to make you cum.
Because of the table cloth, and because of the couple hundred people in the room staring at him and the other allies, he couldnt look down to see what he was doing. All the both of you could do was sit their trying to act normal while feeling his fingers slide in and out of your pussy, over and over again. He did it slowly at first to get a nice good feel of you, then he started to thrust bis fingers faster and faster, as you got really wet in his hands.
The situation made him really over excited. It wasnt more than a minute or two of him fingering you, that he felt you close your thighs and your walls tense up and a soft suctioning sound as squirt started shooting out and hitting the floor several times. You couldn’t believe how much came out, but it was amazing, and he smirked, knowing that as the king, he could make sure he was the only person that did this to you. Your face was a flustered by the time he was done as you looked at him, hoping no one had noticed.
He didn’t stop there, his fingers slide back in as he drank his wine and slowly went in and out of you, his rings touching your clit and skin, causing you to make a hissing sound.
As he was going faster and faster, there seemed to be a sudden pause in your speaking for about four or five seconds, and then almost at the same time that you started trying to speak again, you started to cum all over his fingers.
As you tried to keep speaking, your voice became very very shaky and almost moaning-like as you continued to feel him pump his fingers.
It was a very exciting moment for both of you knowing that while the crowd is out there watching both of you and interacting with each other, he was busy sitting there trying to make you cum. It is a moment neither of you will ever forget.
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Characters: Ari Levinson x you/female reader
Summary: You ask Ari to pretend to be your boyfriend for one event.
Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, swearing, mentions of a cheating ex, dirty talk, oral female receiving, penetrative sex, cream pie-ish. Only for adults! PURE FILTH
Important: I do not own the character Ari Levinson. Not beta-read, wrote this quickly. Gif not mine. (I know I have a lot of WIPS I need to continue, but hey, at least this will hold you over for a while? 🤷🏼♀️😂)
“Ariii.” His name was a whine on your lips. “It’s not like I’m asking you for a kidney transplant. Just be my fake boyfriend for one afternoon.”
Ari groaned. You tried not to stare at his bulging muscles underneath the tight denim shirt, but failed on more than one occasion. You’d always felt attracted to him, though you knew it was one-sided.
“I’m not a fan of lying, sweetheart,” He rubbed his beard. “Not unless I really really have to.”
You nudged him playfully with your shoulder. “I know, I’ll owe you one. But I also know you’d do anything to keep your friends happy. And I really need you right now.”
You implored him with your puppy eyes and he groaned again. You tried to hide your smirk because you knew you had him.
“Fine, just this once.”
You planted a kiss on his bearded cheek. “Thanks, Ari! They know we’re friends already so we’ll just tell them it recently became something more.”
“I know your mother, I wouldn’t be so sure. And what happens after?”
You shrugged. “I’ll say we decided it would be better if we stayed just friends.”
“Right.” He raised a brow, obviously finding fault in your plan. “Fair enough.”
You were happy Ari was here with you at your mother’s birthday party. He’d be a buffer and an answer to all the questions about when you’ll settle down, or how sad it was that you still hadn’t found a man. Or the worst one: how stupid it was of you to let Sam go. Your ex was still moving in the same circles and chances are he’ll be there too tonight.
It was a casual event so you’d put on a cute wrap top and a flowy skirt. You felt confident and pretty as it complimented your figure perfectly. Ari himself looked godlike in a simple light blue fitted t-shirt and jeans.
As you arrived, your mom immediately hugged you tight and then her eyes went wide when she saw Ari next to you.
“Ari? What are you doing here?” she said with a smile.
“Sorry for crashing the party, I hoped Y/N had told you I’d be coming too.”
Your mom frowned at you. “No, she didn’t.” Then she turned her warm smile to Ari again. “But you know, you’re always welcome, honey!”
“Thank you and happy birthday.” He handed your mom a gorgeous bouquet of flowers he picked out himself.
Ari then smoothly put his beefy arm around your waist and your mom’s eyes widened once more. You hid a smile as she seemed ready to burst with a thousand questions.
Ari turned to you and gave you a peck on the cheek. The simple touch lit up your entire body. His blunt fingertips brushed your exposed midriff and a shiver went through you. Down, girl.
“I’ll go get us something to drink, sweetheart. Be right back.”
You watched his tight ass walk away from you before your mother smacked your arm.
“Oh my god! You’ve got some explaining to do, missy!”
You shrugged. “We’re trying to see if being more than friends works for us.”
Your mother wagged her finger at you. “I knew it! It’s the way he looks at you.”
You rolled your eyes. “Of course you did.”
But on the inside you were dying to ask how he looked at you exactly. But you stopped yourself before feeding into the fantasy any more. Tonight wasn’t real. Ari wasn’t yours. You’d do best to remember that.
All throughout the evening Ari was a perfect and attentive boyfriend. He’d casually hold you, kiss you on the cheek or your forehead. Which made you melt into him even more.
You were actually having a good time, despite the fact that some ‘well-meaning’ ladies had to give their two cents anyway.
“Whew! He’s a looker, honey!” She was almost drooling as she looked towards Ari who was standing by the grill. “You’d better try your best to keep him. Men like that get bored easily.”
Your fake smile turned into a grimace. But of course she wasn’t done. “Look at what happened with Sam. Better make sure you don’t make the same mistakes this time.”
“I’ll make sure of it,” you murmured, gritting your teeth.
Then the old harpy’s eyes twinkled. “Look what the cat dragged in!”
You turned around and there he was. Sam. With one of the women he cheated on you with. The sight of him still made you jumpy, but you saw him for what he really was now. An asshole.
He smiled at you and you politely waved back.
The woman grinned at you. God, she was evil. “What a beauty he’s got on his arm now.”
You fisted your hands, trying not to smack this woman on the head. “Excuse me,” you grit out while trying to hold back tears. They were tears of anger and frustration, but not of sadness.
You ran inside upstairs to your old room. The familiar smell and feeling calmed you down a bit, though not much. You were breathing heavily when suddenly Ari stood in your doorway. He was so big he barely seemed to fit under there.
He leaned against it, eyeing you like he would a wounded animal. “You okay there, sweetheart?”
You paced through your room. “I am. Well...kind of. I’m fucking pissed though.”
He chuckled. “I can tell.” He stepped closer to you. “Care to tell me what happened?”
You looked at him then. Really looked. His longer hair fell over his strong brow, bright blue eyes with big pupils gazing at you warmly, his big arms crossed over that mighty chest. Ugh. You wanted him so much.
Your anger started to heat you up in a different way. You sidled up to him and to your satisfaction he didn’t move back.
“All afternoon people have been telling me I should try harder to keep men like you, like my ex. As if he was the one who deserved better than me. But I see it so clearly now, I deserve better. I think…” You put your hand on his left pec, loving the firm feel of it under your hands. “I think I deserve you.”
Ari wasn’t fazed, it was as if he’d expected this. “What are you telling me exactly?”
He took a stray lock of your hair and put it behind your ear. The small touch made you shiver. You looked up at him, more determined than ever.
“I want you to fuck me, Ari.”
A breath escaped him, like he was holding one in. He crossed his arms again, the muscles straining, the veins thick on his arms.
“Elaborate,” He grunted, all business now.
You got excited about the fact he didn’t refuse you right away.
“Well,” You started unfastening the bow at your side that held your top together. “I really want you to fuck me hard. Now. In my childhood bedroom. And if you’re any good we can do it some other time too.”
Ari chuckled. “Christ, anger really does turn you on, doesn’t it sweetheart?”
You shrugged. “It’s either this or punching old ladies in my mom’s backyard.”
He laughed but you swallowed the pretty sound when you pressed your lips to his. Your hands fisted his hair immediately and Ari groaned against your mouth when you pulled at the silky strands.
His own hands yanked at your top, getting it off you in no time. He pulled back a bit and his heated look made you clench your thighs together. God, your panties were already damp with need for him.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” He breathed.
His big hands cupped your bra covered tits and squeezed. You moaned when he pulled the nipples through the lace, your back arching into him.
“Ari…” you sighed. You captured his lips with yours again, pushing your tongue to twirl around his.
Ari growled and threw you on your tiny bed. It squeaked with the movement which made you giggle. Ari smirked.
“This is all kinds of wrong.” He gestured to your girlie posters and pink bedding.
You pulled him to you with his belt buckle. “Hmm, strange, it feels just right to me.”
You still felt his smile on your lips as you devoured him once more. His mouth pressed firmly against yours, the pressure was passionate yet still soft somehow. You were drunk on his kisses, the weight of his body on yours.
You spread your knees and sighed when his hips slotted perfectly between your thighs. Ari ground his aching erection against your center and you both moaned at the friction.
You pulled at his shirt and Ari swiftly took it off.
“Oh fuck.” Your wide-eyed stare took in his broad chest. The muscles were bulging, but in a beefy way. He looked strong. You licked your lips as you followed the dark chest hair down to where it disappeared into his jeans. Jeans that were straining with his hard cock underneath.
Ari grinned. “That’s right.”
Still sitting up on his knees, his knuckles grazed over the damp lace of your panties, making you close your legs. Ari tssked.
“No, no, honey, keep those nicely spread for me. I’m going to fuck you hard, remember?”
His gruff voice made you whine but you kept your legs open. Ari ripped off your panties in one swift motion and you gasped. You didn’t think he could turn you on even more, but boy, were you wrong.
He pushed your skirt up around your waist, your wet folds open to his hungry gaze.
“Fuck, sweetheart, dreamed of this pussy since I met you.”
Ari then opened his jeans, not once taking his eyes off you. He pushed them down and took them off. He was now gloriously naked before you. His heavy cock stood proud and ready when he sauntered over your body again.
“Now, be a good girl and free those perfect tits for me.”
You swallowed at his command but hurriedly removed your bra. Immediately Ari latched himself on your nipples. Biting and sucking until your back arched.
His sensual assault trailed further down until he roughly pressed his hands on your quivering thighs, spreading them open, eyeing your glistening folds.
Ari growled as he nipped at the sensitive skin on your thighs which made you yelp.
He traced a thick finger through your slick and groaned against your skin.
“This all for me, sweetheart?”
“Fuck.” You hid your face behind your arm. “Yes, please, Ari.”
With a satisfied groan he dived in. He licked a long stripe through your center, up to your clit and nipped at it. The short burst of pleasure had you jump up off the bed. But Ari held your thighs wide, his broad shoulders slotting between them as he devoured your aching cunt.
His firm tongue stoked a fire deep inside you, you were already so close to falling off the ledge. Your hands threaded through his hair, trying to find a hold on the pleasure he was giving you. Ari nuzzled your clit as his talented tongue speared inside you. He alternated between nipping and licking until your breathing got heavier.
He felt you were close so he sucked your clit with strong wet pulls until your muscles contracted and you moaned his name on a long breath. “Ariii…”
Ari licked his lips, drunk on your sweet taste. When you released your tight grasp on his hair he immediately molded his lips to yours. You could taste yourself and the scrape of his soft beard gave you small aftershocks.
Ari lifted his hips, stroking your hair from your flushed face. “I need to be inside you. Can I?”
You looked up at him, this wild beast of a man was holding himself back to make sure you were on the same page.
His huge arms were bracketing your face, his eyes scanning your expression while you felt his thick cock hard and ready, twitching against your fluttering core.
His name hadn’t left your lips yet or he plunged himself deep and swiftly inside you. His cock drove so deep your body was pushed higher onto the mattress, your back arching off the sheets.
Ari’s deep groan made you contract around him. Your breathing was shallow as your body couldn’t comprehend the delicious but overwhelming onslaught on your senses.
“Jesus, so tight and warm.” He muttered.
A small gasp escaped you as Ari started moving. Ari lifted himself up ons his knees, making sure your lower body was still firmly attached to his. His grip on your hips was bruising but you welcomed it. You needed him to hold on ‘cause you couldn’t.
His hips pistoned wildly against yours, hitting your clit just right every time. Your eyes roamed over his strong chest, his abs clenched with every push and pull. You could feel the ridges and veins of his dick building the pleasure inside you.
Ari was going insane. Nothing ever felt as good as being inside you. Holding you against him, watching your eyes roll back in pleasure.
With a groan he lowered himself, hovering over you. With a filthy kiss his huge hands grabbed your tits and squeezed them hard while he tongued your nipples. He was going at you like a man starved at you loved every minute of it.
You wound your legs tighter around him, your pleasure building again. Your hands pushed his firm ass closer to you, as if he wasn’t as deep as anyone had ever been.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna-” The rest of his words changed into a strangled groan, but you knew.
“Ari, I’m so cl-close.”
Ari nipped and kissed at your pulsepoint making your heart pound even wilder in your chest. He angled his hips up and your resulting moan almost made him come too soon.
“Ahh, fuck. I’m gonna fill you up. You’re mine.” His growl reverberated through your body.
Ari kept up his pace, but it was erratic and you knew he was going to explode soon.
“A bit more,” you breathed while holding on tight. Ari’s cock hit your g-spot just right and when he sucked a bruise at your neck he thrust inside so deep you saw stars. Your eyes rolled back and your nails made crescent shapes in his tight ass as everything went black and your body was taking over by a billion tingling sensations.
“Ohh.” The small whine you let out made Ari kiss you deeply and with another groan he came apart inside you.
“Fuckkk.” Ari threw his head back as your core still fluttered around him. Milking him for every drop.
Unable to stay up Ari’s huge body dropped on top of you. But you welcomed the weight.
This was hands down the best sex you have ever had. As both your breathing slowed down, Ari rolled off you but pulled you close to him.
“Jesus, this was… I don’t even have the words.”
You giggled. “I think we could maybe do this again sometime.” You pretended to think about it.
Ari chuckled and tickled your side. “Oh really? Was it up to standards, miss?”
You kissed him quickly. “It was all right. I’ll give you some pointers next time.”
He laughed. “Hmm, you little brat,” He suddenly pushed his fingers to your pussy, pushing his cum back inside you. “Let’s see how funny you are when you’re walking around your mother’s yard with my cum leaking out of you.”
You gasped but then smiled again because this man’s mischievous and sated smirk made your heart pitter patter in your chest.
“What if I want to stay here?”
“Nuh-uh. I’m taking you home soon, we’re not nearly done yet, sweetheart.”
Hope bloomed in your chest. “And then what?” you asked tentatively.
Ari caressed your side in lazy strokes as he kissed the tip of your nose.
“And then we’re doing this for real. You and me. Real.”
I think I killed myself with this one. 💀
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