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flordeamatista · 9 months

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𝗣𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝗲

pairing: bodyguard!ari levinson x mafia!princess reader

concept: You intrigue me, moving on top of me, touching my lips here and there, and I am enveloped by more desire.

word count: 3.5k

warnings: bratty reader, desire, lust, p— in-v, edging, dirty talk, degradation, rough sex, unprotected sex, praise, mature themes, small gun violence at the night club, teasing, nickname ──(Princess, Sweetheart)

a/n: Thank you @sunshinebuckybarnes and @lookiamtrying for always being the finest menaces, and I know this is a few months late, but here it is.

lovely beta: Thank you so much @writing-for-marvel for listening to all the ideas I had for this story and for always lifting my spirits. @lunarbuck Thanks for always telling me it wasn't a silly dream and for always encouraging me. lots of love for you both.

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The sky burns higher and higher, love, is fire too scary for you

Stepping into the house, the sound of your designer red heels striking the marble floor blasts through the foyer like a raging fire storm. Your unyielding determination and boiling-hot rage shines through every step you take.

His eyes are dominated by a blue hue that seems to numb your energy.

He glares at you as if you are nothing more than air; as if he didn't intend to acknowledge your presence.

You want to reach out and rip that icy gaze off his face. No one ever ignores you in such a manner in this state, or anywhere else for that matter.

“You’re destroying my life!" Your voice reverberates through the walls as you throw anything within reach to express your seething hatred for him.

Ari can’t help but take a deep breath, feeling your shouts stab at his head like spears.

"Why don't you just leave me alone?" You snarl through gritted teeth as you tear off your heels, aiming them at his face. “You know, I could hire someone to get rid of you."

For the one single night when all you want is freedom, he’s here trying to drag you out of the car. You tried escaping by hiding in the backseat of your friend's car, but you never got to the gate. You didn't have time to enjoy your freedom before Ari Levinson dragged you away.

Your humiliation reached its peak when he laughed, mocking your position as a mafia princess who has to beg her own bodyguard to stay away from her. The laughter sent ripples of anger and shame shooting through your veins.

"Do it, Princess." He smirks mockingly. “I would love to see them try."

Your nails dig deep into the flesh of your palms as you clench them tightly together. You scream at the top of your lungs as you ascend the stairs to your room.

Ari can still hear faint echoes of your cries drifting through the hallway until they slowly die away completely. His thoughts drift as he picks up your heels and walks up to your room, murmuring to himself, "This spoiled princess wants to be a brat."

Having no escape, no freedom, I will shake the world to get what I want.

There is something magical about dancing as rainbow-like colors illuminate the room around you, every move creating a small firework. As the music plays, the room fills with a sweet smell of sweat and perfume that only enhances the experience. Your arms move through the air and your feet bounce in step with the beat. Closing your eyes, you let go of everything else as you reach for the sky with wide eyes and a contagious smile in your heart.

The music plays, and you laugh to yourself, knowing he will probably kill you because of what you did.

“There she is!” You turn to see your best friend, Irnia. Her eyes twinkle with mischief as she hands you a glass filled to the brim with sparkling golden liquid. "How did you escape that beefy dreamy bodyguard of yours?"

A smirk appears on your lips as you sip the drink. “He’s wet and trapped in a bathroom with a broken door knob."

Through careful planning, you managed to lock Ari in the bathroom and break his doorknob. You collected your phone, along with other items he had hidden to keep track of you, and escaped. Your only desire was to hear him grunt in anger when he realized you had outsmarted him. But his blue eyes had lost their intensity long ago; they could never keep up with his work.

The music pulses through the club's veins, coursing through the air and pushing people to dance and laugh. With joy, drinks are thrown back and mouths are wide open.

There is a flicker before the lights go out, plunging everyone into darkness. Screams of surprise echo off the walls. As panic grips the crowd, hands grasp each other desperately in search of an escape.

You suddenly realize, as you feel yourself being pushed by the crowd, that your exit plan is stuck at home because you had locked him in.

Chaos in your mind leaves you speechless, and words cannot describe how fear engulfs you and flushes out the light.

Your finger trembles at the trigger of your gun, and your heart races in anticipation. A cold bead of sweat rolls down your forehead and mingles with the night's warmth, washing away what remains of your sense of security.

You take a deep breath and lunge forward, gripping your gun tightly as if it’s a lifeline.

A frantic noise outside causes a chill to grip your body, so you raise your weapon and cry as tears slowly trail down your cheeks. A burning white light weighs down on you, making breathing even more difficult.

The burning white lights mock you with what they can't provide.

Safety.

If you close your eyes, all you can see are a pair of familiar ocean blue eyes.

Ari had insisted you carry a handgun strapped to your leg and taught you how to use it, although he kept a distance from you. “It’s either your life or theirs. These men will not hesitate to shoot. Are you prepared?" You suddenly feel as if he was protecting you with his advice.

Your gun is aimed at the door, ready to face whatever danger may arrive. It feels heavy, but you know it is worth the effort for the sake of your life.

You feel an icy chill run down your spine as the door of the club's restroom slams against the wall. Across the concrete floor, heavy boots stumble, their footsteps echoing like thunder in the darkness. One by one, the stall doors open, closing in around you and filling the room with the smell of sweat and fear.

You hear Ari's voice and you know you are safe, but still too far away from him. Gun in hand, you hold it tightly. It's just a matter of holding on so he can find you. An agonizing scream follows Ari's grunt and the thud of his fist hitting flesh.

Your heart races as terror washes over you and your throat dried up. You muster every ounce of courage to cry out for help, “Ari, I am in here, please! I'm sorr-y.”

I only know where I am, and anger is outside.

Rage coursed through Ari's veins when he heard you had disappeared on his watch. In his quest to protect you, he called every contact to trace your movements. In the club, he saw your ex-boyfriend marching toward you and felt a flood of desperation wash over him.

As instinct kicked in, he punched anyone who stood in his way with animalistic skill and ferocity. A body flew across the room with each blow, leaving the walls trembling. He heard your voice calling for help at that moment.

Ari surges through the crowd and slams the door of the stall. You stand there, trembling in fear, your gun shaking.

He immediately runs towards you, ready to take on any foe if need be. The gun falls from your hand and into his arms.

When Ari touches you, your knees weaken, and you feel at peace just seeing his crystal blue eyes. You embrace one another and time seems to stop as relief washes over you both. Tears of guilt roll down your cheeks as you apologize profusely for everything that happened.

While the stormy sky pours, I search for your caring touch.

A slow pounding of your heart fills the air as you tiptoe into Ari's bedroom. A gentle thunderstorm rages outside the window; the room smells like rain; the steady rhythm of the drops is loud in the background, providing some comfort.

When your eyes adjust to the darkness, you can see Ari's figure in bed. His long, dark beard frames his lips, adding a relaxed aura to his facial features. Moonlight and lightning flashes create an ethereal effect on Ari's face and body; his sculpted muscles move beneath the blankets, with a few chest hairs peeking out.

The protective wrap around his arm from when he saved you at the club catches your eye. He never spoke a word about it or blamed you. The contours of his body ache beneath your fingertips, but you remember what happened the last time you tried to get so close to him.

A lump forms in your throat as you slowly lay the blanket across Ari's chest. It had been a long night for both of you, and this man in front of you saved you without a hesitation.

You reluctantly turn around, ready to leave, when suddenly Ari grabs your wrist and pulls you onto the bed on top of him. His muscular arms wrap around your waist and hold you against his solid chest.

Your body relaxes in his embrace as you breathe in Ari's breath.

The sound of his voice rumbles as he searches for your eyes. "Where do you think you're going, Princess?" he asks in a husky voice as his fingers caress your skin.

There is a throbbing sensation in the pit of your stomach, as well as warmth spreading throughout your body. You are feeling the effects of his presence. Your heart races with tension and nervousness as you try to pull away, but there is an undeniable magnetism between you that won't let go.

You don’t want to show it, but a part of you wants to stay with Ari forever.

Looking for an excuse, you murmur "Away from you. Let me go." But it is too late, he knows you’re concerned for his health and doesn’t let go.

A smirk appears on Ari's face and he responds calmly. "Oh no, now you want to tell me what to do in my room? You were here for a reason, so why do you want to leave now? When I opened my eyes I saw you on top of me. Princess, I can touch whatever is in my room - care to tell me what brought you here?"

You reply firmly, your voice low. "Ari, you're injured and out of it. I just wanted to see if you needed anything. Now let me go, you idiot."

His smirk slowly fades away and is replaced by sadness. "Princess, there's only one thing that can heal my wounds.” He pauses, letting his words sink in. “Kisses from that bratty mouth of yours."

In one swift movement, he flips you over and hoveres his body above yours, one hand pinning your wrists above your head and the other brushing and grabbing your throat.

A smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he replies, "Kisses, Princess." With your face inches from his, you open your mouth to protest, only to have him shush you with a stern look in his eyes.

A mischievous gleam adorned his eyes as he whispered in your ear, "Let me taste those lips and a few other things I've been thinking about for months." He places his lips on your neck.

A part of him has always intrigued you which was why you couldn't leave him. You whisper softly, "Ari, you're insane," inviting him to stop you, but that is the last thing you want and he knows it.

Ari looks at you with lustful eyes. Teasingly, he asks, "Are you sure?". He glances downward to where your fingers are digging into his shoulders and groans. "The way you're touching me makes me think that you're not."

You bite your lower lip and throw caution to the wind as you push his shoulders, securing yourself back on top of Ari again. Your legs straddle his waist; you don’t want him to let go.

In a frenzy, you whimper yes, and his hands begin to lace their way up your body, unbuttoning your night top. Soon, you feel the cold air on your breasts and his thumbs touch your nipples. "You feel this, sweetheart?” Ari’s voice is a low whisper. “I’m going to make you mine."

For months, you've wanted to see him like this, to feel him. Now, after tonight, you’ll never see him again. Because of what happened at the club your parents deemed Ari unsuitable to be your bodyguard. It is your fault, and they said they would talk to him in the morning, but you had to see him now.

"I'm going to scream and you–," you whisper, trying to tease him.

The two of you lock eyes, and your lips part slightly. As his hands reach out for your face, he pulls you in for a kiss. Taking a deep breath, he breathes you in. When you feel his breath on your skin, it makes you shiver with need.

You feel like an invisible fire has been burning your bodies since the moment you touched him, a fire which has been burning for months without a way to slake its thirst. Moans and sighs of desire fill each other's mouths as your mouths collide desperately. When he touches your breasts, your heart skips a beat; every spot craving to be touched more. Ari tears your clothes off your body and you feel the sensation of him bare against yours.

“The screams will be my name and you moaning for me to keep fucking you, sweetheart.” He adjusts himself between your legs.

Euphoria erupting in your body and a pounding heart.

“You’re already wet for me, aren’t you, sweetheart?"

He can also see how close you are to surrendering completely to his dominance. The teasing look in his eyes gets under your skin, so you lift your legs up and arch your back towards him.

You feel his cock against you again, teasing your needy pussy for him.

Your lips whisper, "Please, Ari." As he watches you squirm, Ari raises his hips as if he is considering whether or not to enter you. A coy smile spreads across his face as he teases you around the edges of your pussy. He seems to enjoy it too much.

The more he teases you, the more irritated you become. You bite your lip and moan, the excitement of danger heightening your lust. You watch as he looks into your eyes to see how much you crave him. “Fuck you, Ari," you beg, despite yourself.

You feel as if your bones have melted under pressure, and your legs shake with pleasure and anticipation.

"My princess really wants it." The words spin in your mind intoxicatingly and put a clenching pressure on your core.

Just outside of where you need him most, his cock strokes up against you. Is this teasing? It's driving you crazy, but with pleasure instead of anger. Your skin tingles just thinking about him, as if his touch has already molded itself over your soul.

You squint, begging him to stop teasing you without words. Before now, you have never asked anyone for anything.

His hard thick length felt foreign and hot as it slowly eases its way into your entrance. With an animalistic growl, Ari thrusts inside all the way in one motion, sending thrills through your body. His slow, precise movements inside you have you clutching desperately onto his neck, digging your fingertips into his skin.

You intrigue me, moving on top of me, touching my lips here and there, and I am enveloped by more desire.

Each time he rotates his hips, a different nerve ending is stimulated, causing you to moan uncontrollably. He pulls back slightly before pushing into you again. Dropping down on his forearms, he leans over you with his lips never leaving yours.

“You can’t control yourself,” he murmurs into your mouth. “I think I can already feel you coming.”

He smirks and pulls out almost completely before slamming back inside of you. Every muscle in your body tenses up in anticipation as he teases you with all the sensations he has been denying you for months. “Do you want more? Are you ready to come for me?”

Ari slams hard into you and pulls away, taunting you. In an effort to keep him inside, you grasp onto him desperately. The more you plead, the more he retreats, only to push harder the next time.

"My naughty princess," he whispers, "you love this so much." Take a deep breath! His rhythm is slow and shallow, fucking his cock in and out of you before speeding up. With each impact, he slides an arm under your waist and lifts you up slightly as he drives his body faster and deeper than ever before. "Look at you," Ari growls deeply as he pumps into you ferociously. The only thing stopping him is your legs holding him tightly around the hips while smacking your ass as the bed posts shake. The sight of you panting through gritted teeth thrills Ari.

"Let go," Ari whispers hoarsely as he seals a kiss of desperate longing on your lips, giving the command that calms all drives your body.

A fire of passion ignites beneath the moon's gaze, as he steals kisses from my body in a husk of passion.

The air in the room is hot and heavy, and Ari's sweat-slicked forehead glows in the low light. His lips find your forehead first in a gentle kiss that feels like a long-awaited release. As you lift his hair from his face, he grabs your hand and kisses it. His hand slips lightly through your hand before lingering on your face. “Did I still destroy your life, but now with my cock?” he asks with a hint of a smirk.

You couldn’t help but giggle, and you playfully slapped his shoulder in response. “Shut up,” you whisper back. “I still want to kill you.”

Ari chucks as he kisses your protest away and flips you so that you straddle him. He cups his hands around your waist, gently guiding you onto him until you both gasp at the sensation of being connected as one. “How about you ride me to death, Princess?” he murmurs.

It was black outside and thunder rumbled, but inside the room was hot, red, and heavy with lust.

When a thunderclap resounds this night, your hands grip his chest tightly. Whatever may happen now, he will always be by your side to protect your heart.

A hungry, filthy eye watches it as lustful desire ignites around every corner

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mavsstar · 2 years

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✧*:･ﾟ𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲︱𝐀𝐫𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬︱𝐀𝐫𝐢 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖.𝐂︱𝟗𝟎𝟎

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞︱𝐈𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐢! 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 @gutflorizts-library 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 <𝟑

Ari always had a fixation on your thighs. Majority of the time his hands were always planted on your thighs or his face would be buried in between them. Either way he absolutely ravished it. He did anything he could to them, lightly slapped them, pinched, bitten, licked. You name it Ari has done it.

One day curiosity got the best of you when you saw the word thigh job. Instantly you looked it up on the definition although deep inside you, you knew what it already was. You just wanted that confirmation.

Thigh job: a sexual act where someone's genitals are stimulated by a partner's thighs

Like a curious cat you ventured further and clicked on a video. You skipped past the unrehearsed poor acting and until you finally saw what you wanted. The man was fucking himself between the women’s thighs. He was succumbing to the pure pleasure her thighs brought him as she squeezed with every thrust.

After that you immediately knew that you had to do that to Ari. Throughout the day you kept dozing off, imagining the baritone grunts that you could pull from Ari as he rutted into your slick covered thighs. You didn’t even you kept daydreaming until Ari pointed out.

“Hello? Earth to Kitten?” He snapped his fingers in your face, catching your attention. His pointer finger lightly tapped your temple as he smiled, “What going on in there?”

You shook your head as you bit your lip, “Nothing.”

“Nothing huh?” He hummed as his pointer finger slithered down to your chin, lifting it up. “Something tells me otherwise.”

“I’m sure.”

Ari’s thumb rested on your bottom lip, playfully you bit it while mischievously looking at him. “Oh so you want to play.”

“I want you to fuck my thighs,” You blurted out while you maintained eye contact. “That's what’s been going on inside my head.”

Ari was more than amused at your outspoken thought. Truth be told he never even fathomed the idea before but he was more than happy to oblige. Without a word he took your hand and dragged you to the red room. In the red room where you and Ari go to play, there’s one side of the wall that is just one huge mirror that in his words allows you to see him fuck you at any angle.

The next seconds were nothing but a blur due to your lust blown brain. It was a haze of teeth clashing and clothes being ripped from each other’s body. Ari started to kneel down but you stopped him.

“No, later,” You breathed out, guiding him back up. “It can’t wait, I need you now.”

A smug look over took Ari’s face, “Really? That bad?”

“Stop teasing and just fuck my thighs.”

“What kitten wants, she gets,” He stated as he went to one of the drawers to grab lube. After choosing one he walked back to you with the bottle in his hand.

He popped open the cap. “Spread your legs, “ He demanded as he brought his hand down and spread the warming lube over your inner thighs.

Ari slightly brought his body downwards, his hands going to your hips as yours hung around his neck. He looked at you one last time for you to give him that final nod of approval. Once you did, he slid in between your drenched thighs achingly slowly.

At first you had no idea if you would get any pleasure but you were very wrong. Though you wouldn’t have been opposed for only Ari to feel good. But with that first thrust he perfectly slid across your puffy clit that you made you squeeze around him unintentionally.

“Fuck why didn’t I think of this soner?” He said as he started to thrust faster. “This feels so good.”

“I know,” You responded. “Jesus this is so hot.”

Ari had you standing with you back facing the wall and his facing the door. You turned your head to the side, watching as Ari’s cock thrust in and out, leaking with pre cum. Soon Ari also turned his head, instantly enamoured at the sight.

“Look how pretty you look, Kitten. All fucked out and my cock is not even in your pussy.”

You drooled against his chest with every thrust he took, each giving you pure euphoria in your veins. You knew you weren’t going to last long, especially since you’ve been horny all day thinking about this. It was just like you’ve been imagining, Ari desperately rutting into you as you felt his chest rumble with groans.

“I need to cum,” You meweld out as you felt yourself closer to your release. “Please let me cum daddy.”

“Cream over my cock Kitten, you’ve been a good girl.”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you gushed around Ari, your eyes screwed shut. Your nails clawed his broad shoulders as you let your relief wash over you.

“Oh god..fuck,” Ari mumbled out as you felt his cum start dripping down the back of your thighs.

His thrust started to lose its pace from the overstimulation. After he came to a stop he kneeled down again.

You gave him a quizzical look, “Ari what are you doing?”

“I have to clean you up, Kitten,” He simply stated as if it was obvious. “After all this was your idea and smart girls get rewarded.”

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itsthestutterforme · 3 months

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Hey Rebel 1/2 (Alpha!Ari Levinson x omega!reader)

Summary: Ari tags along on one of your missions, nearly jeopardizing it when he catches a whiff of your intoxicating scent.

Notes: GIF is not mine, this is not a beta’d read, A/B/O dynamics, reader is Afro!Latina and a CIA agent, reader is very bratty in this series

“I see the target,” you said through comms. The loud bass from the music reverberated in your ribs as you push passed a few people in the club.

The club was a lot more busy than you anticipated which made your mission quite easy for you.

You preferred to work alone on missions but with this particular target was violent and the two of you had history.

He killed your partner and made you watch. He kept you alive to continue the torment of know that your mistake had your partner killed.

Though he wasn’t just your partner, he was boyfriend at the time. His scent was everywhere in your apartment, and when it slowly started to disintegrate in spaces he would hang out the most, you wanted to tear your heart out.

When his clothes stopped smelling him and started smelling like you, you had nothing left of him but memories.

He wasn’t your mate necessarily, but you he made you feel safer than any of your previous boyfriends had.

His death put you in second gear on your missions. Your accuracy increased by 23% and you spent every waking minute in the gun range or in the gym. You were a forced to be reckoned with and quickly became Ethan’s favorite agent.

And Ethan couldn’t have his favorite girl off on a potential murder mission without backup.

So he sent in a newer agent with a promising record in shooting accuracy for support. And he sent in Ari, his other favorite.

If the target made your cover, he was as good as gone. So you put your pride aside and disguised as an exotic dancer.

It was the best chance to get close to the target without immediately getting made.

You tugged at the bottom strap of your solid gold top to alleviate some pressure on your ribs. You were sure they gave you a size smaller than you told them so your breasts are practically spilling out.

The bottom was a measly and thin, it was very obvious that it was made of leotard fabric and tailored it to be a bikini bottom.

You had absolutely no breathing room in this outfit. Every inch of skin on your body that could be visible is shown.

You’re not necessarily used to your sternum tattoo and your thigh tattoos being visible to the naked eye.

Continuing through the crowd, a man slapped your ass as he walked by making you immediately tense.

You looked over your shoulder at him, watching as he drank your figure in. One disgusting man isn’t going to jeopardize your mission, so you continued moving.

The mixed scents of designations with smoke and sweat made you nose blind to anything else so you didn’t bother sniffing.

You made eye contact with the newer agent when he started speaking on coms.

“I count five guards,” he says, pressing and adjusting his Bluetooth in his ear.

A scowl made its way onto your face when you saw a larger man in an all black suit look in the new agent’s direction.

He flagged down another man and they converse for a few paces, sending occasional glances in his direction.

Shit.

“Do me a favor and stop messing with your comms. You’ve been made. Go to the rendezvous point.” You commanded.

“I wasn’t made.” “Fine then I’ll let Tweetledee and Tweetledum take you into the back alley and beat you to a pulp,” you snap.

His eyes widen when the two large men push their way through the crowd and beelined straight for him.

“On it. Sorry.” He rushes out the back door with them hot on his tail.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, you rolled your neck around until it cracked. “Maybe you should go easy on the kid,” Ari points out.

“I’m not going to let anyone jeopardize my mission, Romeo.” “Your mission?” you opened your mouth to respond when a man whistled over at you, motioning you to come over once you made eye contact.

“Care to give me a dance, sweetheart?” The man asks, pulling you into his lap and squeezing your waist eagerly.

“Anything you want,” Ari’s gaze darkened when he saw your hips moving sensually to the soft beat of the music.

You threw your head back, your box braids swaying around until the landed on your chest. The man pulled you even closer, scenting the sensitive skin below your ear.

A omega woman approached Ari with a tray full of drinks.

“May I offer you a drink, sir?” She bends down slightly so he could take a drink from his seated position.

“Thanks honey,” he took out his wallet and gave her a twenty for her consideration. Her hand caressed his palm when she gingerly took the bill from his hand.

She moved her hair to the side, exposing her unmarked gland. “I’m not interested,” he takes a sip of his bourbon once the omega moves away from him.

Ari hasn’t had genuine relationship with an omega that wasn’t sexual. He initially fell for the bullshit theory that philosophers create centuries ago about the match made in Heaven.

An alpha and an omega destined to be together by the Alpha Gods.

He quickly realized when he married Rachel that not every omega can spark that special connection.

Just because omegas weren’t easy to find in common society, doesn’t mean they’re all special. Now he’s found himself caught in a marriage because an omega got pregnant

Neither of them have filed for a divorce yet because of the immense amount of paperwork and money that would go into it.

Ari came to terms with the fact that his child spends more time with the babysitter than with her parents.

With him away on missions and Rachel spending every waking minute with her sugar daddy alpha, the kid doesn’t stand a chance at a normal childhood.

And it’s not like anything is going to change any time soon.

Ari was seated in a loveseat across the room for you. He watches you over the rim of his glass, still dancing on the man’s lap.

He tilts his head as he tried to decipher your thigh tattoos from behind.

“I didn’t realize how tatted you were, Juliet.” You rolled your eyes at Ari’s remark and had glanced over the man’s shoulder at the target.

Rumlow. You thought to yourself. The man he was meeting hasn’t up yet, but you needed to prepare yourself for when he does.

Your strategizing was cut short when the man cradled your neck, smoothing a hand over your gland.

You stopped your movements, narrowing your eyes directly into his. The smile slowly fell from his face and a low growl grumbled in your chest.

His hand slowly dropped from your gland and you snapped at him.

“Shit. I’m sorry,” he holds his hands up and you slid off his lap.

“Pig,” you walked away from him and made your way to the bar. You were going to be giving drinks for the rest of the night. Screw the dances.

“Well that wasn’t very nice,” “Fuck you, Romeo.” He smiles against the glass before downing the rest of the bourbon.

Ari couldn’t help but notice the frequent head turning from groups of men when you walk by. Followed by the sniffs in your general direction.

Ari had to admit, you had an interesting scent. Actually, there is no scent initially and no way of telling what designation you were.

The way you carried yourself, you could easily be mistaken for an alpha. But Ari had a sneaky suspicion that you weren’t an alpha.

You were an omega that took the strongest scent blockers he’s even heard.

He’s smelled your original scent before. It was a faint whiff, but he smelled it and he’s been drunk for it ever since.

He made the connect that you scent spikes through the scent blockers when you’re aggravated about something.

Luckily for him, he had a knack for being aggravating. Truth was, Ethan knew you were capable of doing this mission alone.

It was Ari who insisted on tagging along.

But you will never figure that out. Or maybe you will, you’re quite the sharp tool. “We have a long night ahead of us. So let’s just play nice.” Ari suggests.

“Don’t provoke me and maybe I will,”

You continued serving drinks, getting more and more annoyed with every slap on the ass you received.

Ari kept an eye on the door to any new faces turn up and after a while, you realized how quiet your comms have been.

It’s been dead silent for at least five minutes. And Ari never knew when to shut up so you knew something was wrong.

You looked around for Ari only to find him staring at you confusingly. You needed to talk to him but you couldn’t pull him aside.

Otherwise that would break your cover. Letting out a sigh, you set the tray of drinks down at the bar and made your way over to him.

“Follow my lead,” you said to him, putting your hand on his shoulder and sliding into his lap. He keeps his hands by his side as he looked at you attentively.

You held his gaze for a moment before moving your hips against him and rolling your body. “What happened to comms?”

“No idea,” he slowly slides down the seat, his hands gripping the arm rests for dear life.

“Do you know how long they were out?” “No,” he grunts. “Do you think they’re onto us?” “There’s a chance. Are they looking?”

You glanced over his shoulder and saw Rumlow with a dancer giving him a lap dance. He downs his drink and shakes his glass at the bartender.

You felt Ari’s body tense underneath you and you raised a brow at him.

“If you want this to be believable, I need you to touch me.” “I’m trying to be respectful,”

“Please. Don’t pretend like your eyes haven’t been glued to my ass all night, Romeo.” He licks his lips and rested his hands on your thighs.

The second his hand touched your bare thigh, you inhaled sharply. Heat spread from your thighs up your waist and chest, finally resting on your face.

Your mating gland throbbed painfully and you stopped moving against him. His grip on your thighs tightened when you tried to move off of him.

Ari groans as the same burning heat took over him, his gland pulsing at the same rhythm as yours.

Your heart sank in your chest when you made the realization. Your scent was spreading passed the scent blockers.

Ari’s hands move up your back and held you close, dipping his head to inhale your sweet scent of honeysuckle and warm honey.

You let out a fearful growl when the tip of his nose brushes the base of your throat.

Your heart continued to patter in your chest when you made eye contact with the group of betas looking over at you, sniffing in your general direction.

The anxiety caused your scent to spike and you attempted to leave his lap once again but he held you down.

“Let me go,” “If I let you go now, they will swarm you. Just trust me,” he says the last few words slowly, removing his grip from your back.

He takes a few deep breaths, moving your body with each breath. You looked over at the initial group of betas who crinkled their noses and looked away from you.

His husky scent of pine and sandalwood invaded your nose in strong wafts. He was masking your scent with his, staking an unwanted claim. You had matched your breathing to his, bring you out of your anxiousness.

You hadn’t realized you were digging your nails into his dress shirt. Releasing him from your grip, you slid off his lap.

And when you looked over at the target, he was gone. “Mission’s over,” you hugged your arms to your chest and beelined for the changing room before Ari could reach for you again.

He waited for you outside in the car and you had changed back into your black slacks and white blouse.

You had pulled your box braids into a low bun. Sliding into the passenger seat, you tossed your duffel bag in the bag and sent a text to the new agent letting him know you were on your way.

Ari watched you turn your face to look out the window once you send the text. You were actively avoid any interaction with him.

At least before you entertained him with snarky remarks and insults. This was much worse. He reverses out the back alley and onto the highway.

“So are we going to talk about what happened in there?”

“Nothing happened, Levinson.” “Bullshit. You felt something and it scared you.” “No I wasn’t. I was pissed that I missed another chance to take the some of a bitch down.”

“Yeah, sure.” He says skeptically. “Why do you take such strong scent blockers?”

“Because of what happened in there. I’ve always had an intoxicating scent. And it’s gotten me into a lot of trouble as a teenager so I suppress it.”

“It is very intoxicating,” another silence fell over the two of you and Ari looked at you but your gaze remained outside the window.

“You’re really not going to talk about it?” “No. I already have a lot on my plate with work. I don’t need this right now.”

“Our primal instinct doesn’t care about our human duties,” “You sound just like those ancient men in those history books,” you dismiss.

“Look at me,” “No,” “Look at me, omega.” “You’re not my Alpha. You don’t tell me what to do.”

“I’m not trying to tell you what to do. I just want to talk to you.” “There’s nothing to talk about,” “Yes, there is. Stop dismissing everything, Y/N. This is serious.”

And that was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

You looked away from the window and said, “How serious is this, Ari? Hm? Is it life or death? Or just some stupid reason for Alphas to have complete control of another living being?”

You poked harshly at his arm and he growled at the tone you used and you emitted a growl low enough to make your chest vibrate.

“Y/N,” he warns. “I am not an omega you can just claim, Ari. If you try, I will make sure to make your life a living hell. So just drop it.”

You held his gaze for a few seconds before returning your gaze back out of the window. Ari made the conclusion like this was nothing like how they described it in the history books.

If you truly was his mate, then how the hell was he going to prove that to you? He had better luck finding a needle in a haystack.

Ari wasn’t sure what to do about pursuing you. Your inner omega was aggressive and untamed despite your calm human nature. You were strong for an omega and you made it clear that you had to be earned.

He spent weeks bring your flowers, contacting some of your coworkers to learn your favorite foods and wines. You didn’t trust him at all, but you decided to give him somewhat of a chance.

He took you on a date on horseback. Once he found out you grew up in el campo, he immediately researched the nearest horseback riding stable and booked a session.

He wanted to know as much about you as possible. From you of course, but you’ve been keeping him at arm’s length since you met him.

When he tried to lean in to kiss you after the date, you growled at him and retreated back into your house, leaving him completely dumbfounded on your porch.

You kept him on his toes, which encourages the chase. But Ari’s concern is that you never stop running from him.

That he won’t get the chance to catch you and he’ll lose you forever.

The last thing he had to remember between you was an argument. It was the day before he was set to leave for Ethiopia and wanted to see you before he left.

He would have been gone for weeks at a time and there was no telling when he would be back.

You were pissed because he hid the fact the was married from you. He thought you knew from Ethan but you hadn’t.

He replayed your argument almost daily in his head up until the drive back to your place after the assignment; his face would heat up at the mere thought of it.

“When were you going to tell me? Were you even going to tell me?” “Of course, I was- I thought you already knew.”

You scoffed and turned away from him to walk into your kitchen. “If I knew, I wouldn’t have given you the time of day.”

You took a glass from the cabinet and poured a bourbon on the rocks. “You barely give me the time of day now,”

“Any normal person would have gotten the hint by now and move on,” “Then I guess I’m not a normal person,” you down the drink in one shot, making a face when the burn lingers.

“Ari, I really don’t think this is going to work. You’re married. You obviously married her because you had some sort of connection with her. So focus on repairing things with her instead of starting new with me,”

“No. There was never a connection. I did it out of obligation.” “So.. does that make me an obligation then?”

“I want to be with you, Y/N. We share a connection whether you want to or not. So stop being stubborn for once and allow it to happen.” He snaps.

You met his gaze from across the counter and let out a long breath. “I think you should focus on your mission for tomorrow,” you said after a long pause.

He huffs and presses the palms of his hands against the counter. “Okay,” he said softly and left your house.

You waited for the door to close to lean your head against the wall. He wasn’t going to go away. So that means you have to.

Ari was immediately concerned when he was greeted by a for sale sign in your front yard when he pulled into your driveway.

He left the flower he bought you in the passenger seat and ran up the stairs. The front door was locked so he went around back to check if the sliding glass door was open.

He sighed in relief when the door smoothly slid open. Everything was moved out from the house and your scent has faded out, even in your bedroom.

He bowed his head when he realized that you were gone for nearly as long as he was on assignment.

Where the hell did you go?

He pulls out his phone and clicked on an unsaved number. On the third ring, someone answered.

“Well isn’t this a surprise. How’s it going, sunshine?” Lloyd greets. “Lloyd, I need you to do something to me,” “Name it,”

#alpha! ari levinson #black!reader #ari levinson x black!reader #ari levinson x reader #afrolatina!reader

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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years

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🌺 Study Me!

Ari Levinson x Latina!reader 🔥 spring vibes

here you go baby, hope you like it! <3

#flower picking vibes #alice💐#selenes 1500 celebration #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson moodboard #ari levinson #selenes moodboards

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onsunnyside · 3 years

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❝ 𝑊𝑂𝐶!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟/𝑃𝑙𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑖𝑧𝑒!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑖𝑐 𝑅𝑒𝑐 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡❞

☀︎︎ 𝐒𝐎𝐋 - ◉ 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍

Honourable author mentions below! *New fics added! - #Galore Update*

Organized by person/character.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Chris Evans:

@afriendlyblackhottie - [masterlist] - black!reader fics

@crackheadgeminibby - mother’s day - black!reader

@fineanddandy - Can I Come Over? - black!reader, secret relationship

@geniedetails — The Way He Sees You - black woman!actress!reader x dark!chris evans

@pastelastronomy24 - Noted - college!chris evans x POC! plus size!reader

@punani - the fluffer (masterlist) - 70′s pornstar!chris evans x black!reader

@xxindiglow - Superstar - plus size!black reader

Steve Rogers:

@buckysbruni - dreams, piercings & other pleasures - special agent!steve rogers x black!reader

@donutloverxo - Corrupting a good boy - steve rogers x desi!reader

@fineanddandy -

Sore Loser - nomad!steve x black!superhero!reader

Waves Series - neighbours, nomad!steve x black!reader x thor

@honeydulcewrites - Guys My Age - landscaper!steve, steve rogers x black!reader

@ilovefandoms102 - Going to Bed - nomad!steve x plus size!reader

@jamalflanagan - Cap vs the Grey Sweats

@jimblejamblewriting - Falling For The Captain - black/woc!reader, alternative universe!reader, avenger!reader

Ransom Drysdale:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Powerpuff - plus size!reader

@astrohnova - Are you filming this? - latina!camgirl!reader

@strawbeariefaerie - strawberry shortcake - model!ransom drysdale × black/woc! actress!reader

Ari Levinson:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Fallen - black!reader

@fineanddandy -

[Let’s Be Roomies] [Baby Girl…] - black!reader, roommates

Pesky Neighbor - rocker!ari

@avintagekiss24 - polar - black!reader

Frank Adler:

@afriendlyblackhottie -

Crush

In Like

Tease - Car Mechanic!Frank

@avintagekiss24 - Appearances

Curtis Everett:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Safe and Sound - black!reader

Johnny Storm:

@blackmissfrizzle - Lovers and Friends - friends to lovers

"Me":

@fineanddandy - [Back Rooms] [Fifteen Minutes] - punk!Me x black!reader

Jake Wyler:

@strawbeariefaerie - button eyed. - other!jake wyler x black//woc reader, caroline crossover

Harvard Hottie (Hayden):

@evansweaters - bookends. - black!reader, college au, fluff

@strawbeariefaerie - museum melodrama - black//woc fem!reader, fluff

Bucky Barnes:

@avintagekiss24 - belated - mob au, black!reader

@wkemeup - The Bad Days - plus size!reader

Crossovers:

@avintagekiss24 -

[Paper] [Power] - ransom drysdale x black!reader x andy barber

We Loved With a Love That Was More Than Love - gang bang/multiple sex partners m/m/m/m/m/f, cult-like gathering, cult rituals, steve rogers x black!reader ; minor pairings: andy barber x black!reader, sam wilson x black!reader, ransom drysdale x black!reader, bucky barnes x black!reader

@saint-bvcky - to have & to hold - andy barber x bi!woc!reader, ransom x bi!woc!reader

@strawbeariefaerie - As if! - dad's best friend!ari levinson x reader, ft. boyfriend!jake wyler × [black//woc]fem!reader

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

ও Honourable Author Mentions:

For WOC!Reader and plus size!reader fics — I recommend checking out these authors:

@afriendlyblackhottie - masterlist

@avintagekiss24 - masterlist

@strawbeariefaerie - masterlist

@honeydulcewrites - masterlist

@jimblejamblewriting - masterlist

@punani - masterlist

#woc!reader #plus size!reader #woc!reader fic rec #plus size!reader fic rec #fic rec #fic reccomendations #fic recs #author rec #poc!reader #poc!reader fic rec #fic recommendations #poc!reader masterpost #poc!reader masterlist #woc!reader masterlist #woc!reader masterpost

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mypoisonedvine · 3 years

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Hello and how are you? I was wondering if there’s anything you’re working on at the moment and if you’d be interested in talking about your favorite fics you wrote?

(This isn’t an interview I promise lol)

haha I don’t mind thank you for asking! I’m doing alright! I’m working on a lot at the moment, as we speak I’m preparing my sub!bucky x dominatrix!reader series which is looking to be about 35-40k and 7 parts.

as for oneshots, I have a lot there... dark howling commandos, dark andy barber with a latina reader, johnny storm with a mutant reader, soft lee with a prostitute reader, and some fluff with bucky based very loosely on something from ep 1 of tfatws

how many of those will actually get finished is another issue entirely...

and finally my favorites of my own works. it’s hard to pick because at any given moment I feel like I either love or hate them all equally, so I’m gonna tweak this slightly and put the fics of mine that I think are underrated:

time after time - neil (tenet) || it’s really niche so I knew it wouldn’t do well, but I’m still very proud of it! it’s my best soft!dark fic, incontrovertibly. read it if you like robert pattinson

discretion - 40s!bucky || one of my first bucky fics and still one of my favorites, perfectly captures my ideal mix of smut, fluff, and angst

double take - 40s!bucky and charles blackwood || I don’t think I’ve seen anyone else write these two together and I really had fun with their dynamic. it’s also one of the more interesting dark (soft!dark?) fics I’ve written.

hungry like the wolf - ari levinson || my first intentional attempt at soft!dark that I can recall, and I put a lot of thought into building tension in this one. I don’t think it did well because people typically prefer ari fics that ignore his culture (but you didn’t hear it from me oop)

more human than human - bucky, blade runner au || I wasn’t surprised when this one did poorly since a lot of people haven’t seen blade runner, but you don’t need to see the movie to understand the plot and I liked my efforts to create atmosphere in this fic! this is the only straight-up dark fic on this list, everything else is soft!dark or not dark at all

a beautiful little fool - sebastian stan, great gatsby au || alright, last one, this is similar to the blade runner fic in that it had a really strong atmosphere but ultimately was a bit too niche to appeal to people, that said I stand by it and I will never get over the beautiful gatsby!seb edits that sabbie made for me.

#sorry to ramble but I hope this anwers your question #honestly all my fics for rarer characters are underrated but I think the neil fic deserves attention more than any others #antheiagoddessofnarnia

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flordeamatista · 3 months

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𝗜'𝗺 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀

pairing: boudoir photographer!ari levinson x reader

concept: You're so pretty, I'm all yours

word count: 1.4k

warnings: new year feels, soft grey! reader, soft kisses, allusions to bj,

a/n: daydream written for the @writerscafehub writer's cafe secret santa exchange. prompt: “Character is a photographer. Reader wants to do a boudoir photo shoot for Christmas.

I appreciate the love you both gave me when I first wrote the first draft and ideas in December @targaryenvampireslayer @navybrat817

lovely beta: @/navybrat817

line divider by the lovely @s-tarksintern / the cute gif and moodboard made by me

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It was an image of you that sparked my desire to see you.

It was impossible not to admire your own reflection as you gazed into the large vanity mirror. Expertly applied makeup highlights your attractive features, giving you an air of magic and allure. You hadn't felt this confident and energized in a long time.

Ultimately, today was the day she returned to you.

There is a charred, hollow space in your soul where the flame of your soul once burned fiercely. The time is now to reignite that flame and let it spread throughout your veins, consuming all doubts and fears.

It's time to reclaim yourself, step back into your true self, open your heart and let her back in. After years of waiting and walking through the dark, she is coming through the day and the time for hesitation is over.

Set that flash ablaze and watch it turn into an inferno of passion and strength.

The silk robe draped smoothly over your body, providing comfort and a soft barrier as you prepared for the photo shoot. Often, a photo can convey a thousand words about a person, and your photos conveyed intensity and fierceness.

Little did you know, the man behind the camera would become the perfect match for your fiery energy. You had seen his work online, attracted by his talent and unique style. A face-to-face meeting with him, however, was a whole new experience. Your spine was tingling from his presence. The piercing blue of his eyes and the chiseled features only added to his allure. Billboards were the right place to advertise his face, not behind a camera.

Faced with his blazing inferno, you couldn't help but feel like a mere flicker.

As the light from the camera engulfs your eyes, primal desires ignite in your mind.

The heat radiating from it beckons you closer, enticing you to grasp its alluring power and reach out and grasp it.

As you step toward the camera, your heart pounding with anticipation, you repeat like a manifesting prayer, "She will burn, she will be loved."

This new year brings you closer to achieving your deepest desires.

You breathe deeply as you step in front of the lens and release any inhibitions or doubts you may have. Hearing the air rush into and out of your body, you become aware of your own existence.

Now is your chance to shine without apologies or hesitation.

Embrace your true self and ignite it before Ari Levinson's eyes.

Feel the flames of passion and authenticity dancing within you, pleading to be released.

Making your own ambiance of beauty.

A sense of anticipation tingles your body as you lie on the crisp, white sheets. There's something unmistakably sexy and inviting about the way your legs are spread apart.

Your bare skin shivers as cool air blows over it, both excited and nervous.

Standing before you is someone who has witnessed your most intimate and sensual moments.

Through the eyes of his high-quality camera, he captures each curve and angle of you, gently guiding you so that you feel more at ease and desired.

Praise and compliments from him ignite desire within you.

He is telling you to move slightly to the left, so he can see your pretty eyes. With each shot he took, his flattery stoked the sparks of desire within.

You're so pretty, I'm all yours.

Ari emerged from behind the camera and slowly approached you, getting down on his knees in front of you. You held your position, trying to maintain composure as his fingers danced across your skin.

The tension in the room only grows as his intense gaze and heavy breathing intensify.

Inhale and exhale, you remind yourself as Ari's touch becomes more daring and electrifying. In the midst of all this intensity, he gently turns your face towards another light source.

More of this touch. It will make you want to burn with him and feel his touch. This time, more.

Your mouth dropped open as he reverted to his vision.

An intense spark lit his cyan eyes, and he quickly grabbed his camera, eager to capture the raw emotion emanating from within you. Standing before him, you radiated fiery passion. With each click of the shutter, he immortalized your essence, capturing every detail, every surge of energy. The final click, the room reverberated with unbridled passion and boundless creativity as one, sealing the moment in time.

Your adoration grows in me, and I’m thrilled to be able to share mine with yours.

When you look in the mirror, your lips, covered in a rich crimson lipstick, press together. You give the mirror an air kiss. A kiss to seal this moment. A moment that you achieved.

She is getting what she was made to get on this very night.

Behind you as the sun sets, your lover now lies a peaceful state, his hands bound by metallic handcuffs under the low light. You move fluidly and seductively towards him with a mischievous twinkle in your eye. Your lips leave a trail of bold red kisses along his bare chest, each one expressing your passion and desire for him.

You are enthralled by his skin under your touch, igniting an inner fire that cannot be quenched.

Yours.

It is a man who sees your vision and your vision sees him as your own.

An abrupt blinding light breaks through the darkness as he stirs from his slumber. Trying to adjust his blurry vision, he hears soft moans escape his lips. A sudden sense of urgency arises in him as he notices your piercing eyes and your body hovering over him. Seeing your fingers clatter against his belt, he weakly grunts and asks what you were doing.

“Shhh. I'm just pleasuring my man," you declared boldly. "It's only moments ago that you were taking my pictures and now I'm fully taking you."

You felt your breath tighten as you looked at him. Seeing his body under your touch was a release because this connection is real.

Curling your lips into a sensual smile, you knew his body was yours to possess.

After having been his muse during the photoshoot, now it was your turn to capture every inch of him.

The love you shared simmered between stolen glances and yearning gazes. You glide down his zipper as his eyes widen, unable to resist your intense pull towards him.

In your arms, he belongs.

Since that first snap with his camera captured your heart, he's yours entirely.

Our connection, strong and deep, breaking through.

Despite trying to contain his moans, they escaped as he gazed upon your completely naked and flawless form. The sensation of your fingers around him was stronger than any flash in the world.

"You're mine," you declared, locking eyes with Ari in a passionate stare. "You belong to me, Ari Levinson. Only me. "I've been searching for you" With those words, you took him into your mouth, teasing him with your tongue and igniting a fire within him.

Despite trying to contain his moans, they escaped as he gazed at your completely naked and flawless form. The sensation of your fingers around him was stronger than any light in the world.

"I'm yours," you said, locking eyes with Ari. "I belong to you, Ari Levinson. Only me. You've been searching for me, and now we have found each other." With those words, you took him into your mouth, teasing him with your tongue and igniting a fire within him.

You are Ari Levinson's perfect picture.

This flame is back, and let it spread throughout your veins as you go into the flare of flame, ultimately winning the light, consuming everything you touch.

Embracing each other, two souls seeking comfort found they were not themselves completely, until they descended into lust, an intense desire that devoured their muses.

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flordeamatista · 2 years

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𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙚

pairing: Park Ranger!Ari Levinson x Female Reader

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

word count: 1.7k

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

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

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

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

lovely betas: @writing-for-marvel

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

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

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

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

The waves created an ambient noise.

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

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

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

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

It is a beautiful sight to see.

All he needs is your touch and closeness.

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

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

Closing your eyes, you enter a dreamlike world.

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

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

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

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

Call of love's siren.

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

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

A second splash.

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

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

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

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

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

My love for you is more than a thousand words.

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

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

Being in his arms in this beautiful water is freedom.

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

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

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

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

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

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

A world of waters awaits Ari and you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His gaze returns to you once more.

You seem at peace. You seem so relaxed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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flordeamatista · 1 year

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qué voy a hacer con mi amor

comfort with ari🥺

Hold Me

pairing: boyfriend!Ari Levinson x reader

concept: Hold me like you can’t let go.

word count: 900

warnings: Soft Ari, poetic fluff, poetic kisses, You just want to snuggle with him during the cold days

a/n: @treatbuckywkisses I'm always in awe with all of your moodboards and thank you for making this one of my husband. I absolutely adore you.

This is for my entry for @jadedvibes Falling in Love Writing Challenge. Adore you!

Beta by the lovely @writing-for-marvel

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Hold me like you can’t let go.

There are flutters of color in the air, ranging from the brightest crimson to the deepest earth tone. Savoring this moment in slow motion, he watches the petals fall from the branches. He can savor this for as long as he wants as though nature had done it for him.

The end of summer is shrouds in golden hues and golden dreams.

Autumn is the year's crowning achievement, its fruit, and the lilting melody of love. She is a hug for chillier days and a love letter for winter, warming hearts as the seasons turn.

Now, you rule as queen.

You've got the season's most gorgeous ensemble on, with a plaid skirt, white sweater, white tights, and knee high boots.

A single leaf falls from the tree as a tribute to his queen. A way to every corner of the globe for the deserving. Ari thought you were the most gorgeous woman on the planet.

Since you always present yourself with such poise, it is easy to tell that you are a good person at heart. To put it plainly, you are flawless. You are always one to appreciate the little things in life, and now you can do so while basking in the fall weather and hearing the world around you speak to you through its changing colors and sounds.

The wind carries your laughter and grin as you close your eyes in the crisp outdoor air. The breezes of autumn bring to light a secret that should be common knowledge.

However, Ari is in on the secret.

You.

His pulse quickens as he realizes the truth: when you find art, you revere its lines.

After hearing your hum and watching you begin to sway in the midst of the park with the leaves, Ari's face lights up with joy. He sprints over and snatches you up in his strong arms. Ari can't help but feel an overwhelming urge to hug you and never let go.

You giggle as you call his name.

He presses his lips against yours and successfully silences you, even for a moment. "You're so beautiful. Why can't I hold what's mine?"

Everything feels right to him as a crisp breeze blows in and leaves flutter down all about you.

He is counting on you to protect his heart, to love and cherish him as much as he loves and cherishes you in return. Everything in the world, all he wants to do is walk with you and hold your hand.

Kiss me like you don’t need air.

Ari and you are snuggling up by the fire, blankets drapes over your bodies, and you're munching on cookies you made together. Your body melting into Ari's soulmate stones, linked by time. Scents of their sweetness and coziness permeate the space.

The first time Ari kissed you, his heart did not burst. In place of fire, there was a sense of calm.

To be in love, two people should feel safe, secure, and connected to universal peace, able to let go of their fears.

You have soft, inviting lips, and he can't wait to taste them and brand his lips against them.

You take a nibble and mutter, "Want a bite," as you relish the cookie's sweet flavor. "What?" you blink in confusion. "What's the matter?” Ari insists, grin firmly on his face, "Nothing. You've got cookie crumbs on your face."

Raising your hand, you delicately brushes your mouth. You laugh hysterically and say, "I probably look like a disaster." He brushes the crumbs from your face with the palm of his hand. "Don't worry," he shakes his head.

“Let me clean my mess." A soft whisper escapes his lips. His lips are muffled by your last words as he presses his over yours.

He kisses you, and your hands cradle his jaw as he caresses your mouth and his hands slip down to your butt. He breathes in the scent of your kiss, and he feels your fingers cradling his jaw.

The man is teasing you, and you know it. His soft beard hair tickles your bare lips, causing you to giggle with anticipation.

A kiss might seem ordinary enough on the surface. A season is born when two hearts fall in love with each other.

Ari bites you on the bottom lip. You let out a startling sound that sends chills down his spine. Ari wants to give you the same feeling of warmth that he experiences when he touches you. You are everything he breathes and everything he feels.

His kisses and touches will be the warmth you experience in every grin, every laugh, and every embrace, no matter how chilly it gets or how much dew there is on the ground or how many dead leaves you step on.

Like fire, his love is boundless, and you make it new and without limits. It does not matter how many years pass, your charm remains a magnet for him every season of the year.

Love me as you’d die without me.

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flordeamatista · 2 years

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𝗢𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗘𝘆𝗲𝘀

pairing: Ari Levinson x Reader

concept: He needs your love to overcome his demons

word count: 1.3k

warnings: soft angst but a happy ending, a pure love, and a willingness to accept love, soft kisses, happy tears, nickname: Butterfly

a/n: Mi amor @musingsinmoonlight Congratulations on reaching this milestone. You deserve it all. This is from the heart, so I hope you enjoy it.

prompt: leave then; I’m fine

my lovely beta @cwbucky

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He can hear your voice as you laugh, sing, and have a good time with his friends around the campfire. He can't be there with you because he is weak.

Weak people prevent romance from blossoming.

A person in love is someone who protects their loved one from any harm that may come to them. His love for you will bring you grief because he is afraid to embrace your shine and bring it into his life.

A shadow touched by this stranger will kill the light.

My world was not full of sorrow or tears, or anything that made me cry. But I knew of affection, intimacy, and tenderness

Watching the waves crash against the sand is often his favorite pastime. To him, it provides him with a sense of safety. Near safety.

It makes him feel pathetic. The words are too painful to utter. Whenever he's at the beach, he enjoys the cooling sensation of wet sand between his toes. His life was simple before he met you. You weren't a pain, but you were a pain to love and experience. Love makes him feel the world. When he loves, the pain disappears. He cherishes your love and wishes there would be no pain in it.

Neither the waves nor the sand stops rolling. His heart feels as if it has stopped beating. Ever since he told you; "leave then, I'm fine", he feels like he won't be able to make you happy. No one wants a lost man who is incapable of even helping his own people.

He can almost taste the salt when he breathes in the fresh air, bitter, and he cannot stop crying since you left him, after you closed the door behind him. After you left him. The ocean wept for him.

The ocean soaked up his tears of sorrow. Yet, it wasn't your loss because he left you behind. By loving him, you extended your hand to him. As he pushed you away, you drifted away into the void. The consequence of his refusal.

The night begins to live and I slowly proceed through every part of your being

He realizes how your eyes pick up on every emotion on his face. It's almost as if you can see the true Ari.

You see him sitting alone by the tide, lost in his thoughts. The man is always dwelling on the issues of life. The truth is, you were not dumb, and you could see how he pushed you away. You only wanted to love him. And the problem was that you never quit because when you wanted something, you’d get it. There is a beefy man sitting down on the beach who is yours.

You're going to paint him and give him your heart to persuade him that he's worthy of love.

Your footsteps went unnoticed by him. In some ways, you were crawling back to him in a fresh spirit, demonstrating to him that he is not alone.

You sit down next to him, softly pulling down your dress and you take a hold of his hands. He flips your hands over and embraces them like a large blanket. You let the silence take over the discussion as you observe the waves smashing into the shore. The ocean waves whisper your feelings to him in hushed voices.

My happiness comes from you, and if I die, I'll be back with you like a wave

You say his name softly and hopeful. Ari didn't enjoy it when he heard his name on your lips because he knows he's wronged you. He has no need to be sorrowful for you because he knows you are warm and don't deserve his pain.

It doesn't matter how many times you whisper his name before it drowns out by the water, or maybe you are crying. Your tears taught him that his happiness is worth preserving and should not be pushed away like a tide. With these tears, you wanted to remind him that you are here for him all the time.

You kissed me, my love flowed from your lips, and we shed some tears from pain

He is unable to breathe; as he looks at you in the moonlight, you are so magnificently beautiful, that he knows he can't take another breath.

Your eyes burn into his. His beautiful ocean gray eyes are so tear-filled that the tears begin to stream down his face; he hurts because he has torn your eyes and caused the tears to flow.

The situation has become unbearable for him. No plan for the future exists. The one he is running away from is the one he wants to stay with. Now, he's waiting for just one touch from you, one touch, just one touch.

He loves you so much, god knows how much.

“Love me?” you whisper softly to him. His walls are starting to crumble.

You can hear him whisper a single word, 'yes.'

My understanding of anything has disappeared. Without you, nothing makes sense.

“I said it, I said it loudly. I asked if you loved me, and you said yes.”

“Your hands is holding mine, and the ocean is already full of water, so it doesn't need my tears.”

He lifts you off your feet and brings you closer to him, your chest touching his. His heart is beating so fast that you can feel it.

As you melt into his embrace, he whispers into your ear: “I am ready to offer you my love now that I have you in my arms.” You lean over to kiss him on the cheek

Starlight twinkles in his exquisite blue eyes, and a loving chuckle softness his features. Ari savors your scent as you kiss slowly and sweetly. He wants you to absorb the sensation of his body over and over again until you know it by heart.

“Please look at me, Butterfly. Keep looking at me.”

Ari's skin was smooth against your lips. The sand touches his skin as he exposes it to you, wanting you to stare and devour you with his eyes so he won't forget.

Some tears are shed in love. Your body is pulsing with me

The following kiss takes the same amount of time. His sobbing is both painful and seductive. As Ari pushes in, his fingers clench in the sand, and he stares at you with wide-open eyes.

Every time Ari forces himself down, you see a smile across his face. Ari's lips twitch into a grin, then a smile, as you stare into his eyes. Ari inspects your body with affection and stares at you with such devotion, and you glow brightly. You are enamored by the warmth and infuse your gaze with the same affection until Ari moans and pulls you in for another kiss.

He leans in close to your neck and cries his “I love yous” until he’s breathless and weary, panting heavily. The sweet sand embraces you as Ari cradles you in his arms.

My love for you will last forever because it is forever

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flordeamatista · 2 years

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qué voy a hacer con mi amor

All Of Me

pairing: mafia!Ari Levinson x fem!reader

concept: Your world is controlled by the hands that you're holding.

word count: 800

warnings: Poetic fluff that makes you want an Ari, a little bit of angst

a/n: This fic is dedicated to you,@angrythingstarlight. Hands = love, and 'All of Me' is connected to them. My friend, you are truly a star.

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His love.

It weakens and trembles you, filling you with need.

This is all it takes.

Your voice captures his attention from across the room, and he immediately focuses on you. His face lights up with a kind, nostalgic, and somewhat grin as you carefully close the door behind you. You feel a magnetic force field drawing you closer to him as your feet move silently toward him.

Your expression can only be defined as loving, loaded with understanding and kindness. You move your fingers in a circular motion around the man's face, following the contours of his veins as they go from his arms, down his neck, across his shoulders, and finally to his lips. While you’re caressing him, he observes you closely, knowing and familiarizing himself with your features.

You recall his hands from the very first time he touched you.

Your world is controlled by the hands that you're holding.

It is all of me that loves you. You are so perfect in all your imperfections, your curves, and your edges.

While you stand in front of him, you put your hands behind his back and allow him to rest his head on your shoulders. Your cheek nestles on his chest as he pulls you closer. There is nothing except the rhythm of your hearts beating for each other in that room.

Seeing the ocean blue eyes of this man, your eyes seem to glow.

While staring at each other's eyes, you exchange words of strength, solace, and encouragement. In your arms, all the world's cruelty and monsters he stoked become irrelevant.

You are his queen, and he takes great care to maintain the sanctity of his throne.

His forehead rests against yours, his eyes are closing in sync with one another, and a heavy, deep sigh rises from his chest.

"A penny for your thoughts, Butterfly?" he asks, caressing your skin with his fingers.

He wraps his fingers around your wrist and makes circles with them. This is a passionate touch that only lovers know.

Your life has been reduced to that. It was what he did to you.

"About us," Interacting with your fingers along his pulse and into his palm, you tell him. His fingers brush against your wrist, tickling it; how his strong fingers are warm and thick; your body flushed and humming as the flame of anticipation burns brightly.

An act of kindness from Ari. This is the only act he performs, showing you the real Ari around you.

His other half is the only one who can witness it.

Here in this room, he is weak and displays his demons, unlike out in the world, where he is feared and owns every piece of soil.

Your mouth opens in a soft breath of yearning, and his nose nuzzles up against yours as his lips slide across the tip of yours in a sweet, passionate kiss.

You take a deep breath, then open your eyes and stare into his.

Your beautiful smile fades as sheer desire takes control of your face. His movements are so smooth and unstoppable that you can't help but be drawn to him. As you get closer, he meets you halfway, enthralled, in need of your assistance and desiring your love.

You are so close that silence envelops both of your hearts like a comforting shawl, no matter how heartbreaking and unnecessary the farewell is while taking deep breaths inside the tiny space between your faces.

Stillness makes you feel safe and secure, like when you're wrapped up in a love blanket.

Your mouth is gently surrounded by his tongue as he nibbles your top lip and lower lip in a delicate, almost inquisitive kiss. As he kisses you, he is engulfed by the sounds emanating from your lips and overcome with all of the pain, worry, and repressed need he has felt throughout the day. Whining, you virtually collapse into it as you move your hand from around his waist to cradle his neck and draw him closer to you.

"My love," drifts across the silence between his kiss and your moan.

You have a firm hold on him, encircling both of your legs around his hips and grabbing his sides. You preserve your embrace by holding him close.

Still pressing together, his hands are clasped securely around your waist. He draws you closer to himself.

The touch of his hands on your skin. Because the hands are all of him and he is you.

As you untie the strings of your body for him, he will drink the perfume of your skin and glide a rose over your body, inspiring love.

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flordeamatista · 2 years

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𝘓𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦

pairing: Beach Bar Owner!Ari Levison x curvy!Reader (any body type)

concept: Heaven is where he'll take you to

word count: 1.4k

warnings: one-night stand, poetic smut but a little of plot, unprotected sex, riding the soul out of Ari, spanking, vaginal sex, orgasms because Ari is a god of sex, size kink, body worshiping, nicknames ( princess)

a/n: Here is the first peek of my beach bar owner!Ari AU This was supposed to be a small drabble of their first one-night stand before the first few fics but here we are.

Beta'd by @jobean12-blog and @purpleshallot

line divider by @s-tarksintern

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Touch my body and I will be his, if he comes close to me and whispers the secret of us

Attempting to distract oneself from world problems. It was your intention to find peace here in this small European town. The beefy man catches your eye, and you choose to have a taste of desire. He has forearm veins that are pure fantasy. The new chapter in life demands fantasy. Imagine the possibility of him grabbing your thighs.

You can taste his lips when you take a puff of his cigarette. Lips looking so ready to speak in their own tongue on your body, so willing to reveal the secrets of his body.

He glances at you delicately through those fluttering eyelashes, but his body is robbing all other men this night of their right to be with you or any night after tonight.

He literally yanks you onto his lap, forcing you to straddle him. His manhood is aligned with your dripping sex. While your hips buck, you whimper with the exhilaration of being so turned on. Grabbing your hips, he pushes you down onto him before thrusting himself forward, impaling your pussy on his thick cock. A pleasant sensation is felt throughout your body, and you savor it.

A squeal of pleasure comes from you when he enters deeply into your pussy. When he reaches the tip of it, you groan.

When he uses his grip on your hips to push you down at the desired rate, he doesn't give you time to adjust to the invasion. The movement of his hips helps him push you faster.

He met the shore of my hips like a tide flowing in and out, back and forth

Feeling the sensation of his cock inside of you, you begin to moan and rock your hips to the beat. Almost like your heart is thumping in rhythm with his. His dick touches the inner walls of your body in various directions as you rock and gyrate.

Your only concern was the full sensation of his heat. In the presence of him, he groaned and gasped, whispered, and screamed dirty nicknames in the room, and you had never felt more beautiful. While pulling your hair over your head, you felt the deepest sense of sexual pleasure that you'd had in months.

Heaven is what he'll take you to.

The solid, muscular body of this man cannot be ignored as you moan and embrace it. All your emotions, which have been bottled up for so long, can now be let free on this vessel. Suddenly, your whole life is swept away by the waves, and you feel an intense rush of lust consuming your body

The noise he made spurred you on to ask, "Do I feel good, am I making your cock feel good?".

"Keep talking shit and I'll show you the other things I can do with that mouth of yours." He smacks your ass with one hand, grasps a cheek, and squeezes it tightly.

In response to the sharp sting and then his rough squeeze, you feel the tears and cry out.

Your hips begin to move faster. You are planning to ride this man until dawn.

"Fuck me good, Princess," He whispers, spurring you on.

Increasing your speed, you rock and sway your hips, setting a fast pace that thunders over him. It fills the air with the scent of your lust as you are riding him so fiercely.

A fire you thought was extinguished has risen again, setting the butterflies aflutter.

Your muscles are being strengthened by this muscular man, and you are establishing yourself. He opens doors you wouldn't have thought to look through.

You ride him so intensely that the bed begins to shake slightly, the headboard slamming against the wall. The way he talks dirty to you makes you love every word, every measure of his hot mouth.

The more you grind him down, the more he grunts with pleasure.

The fingertips of his hands trace the contours of your breasts as they encircle them. When he pulls on your nipples, your back arches, forcing your tits even deeper into his palms. While groaning, he holds your nipples between his thumb and index finger and your teeth dig into your bottom lip as your fingers firmly press on his forearms.

With every stroke, the man's appeal changes. With every stroke, the beefy man feels the nails on your back and it's an incredible feeling. It's like someone is stirring up some magic.

A squeal of surprise escaped your lips as he moved swiftly and maneuvered the two of you onto the bed flat on your back. Even as you continue to make deep thrusts without even pulling himself away from you once.

You have never met a man like this, not even a man but a god. You are sleeping with the god of pleasure. He’s using you as his toy and you are taking it with every pleasure you can. This is the night you can be alive.

A mind-blowing kiss occurs as he moves his hips and locks his lips onto yours. Whimpering softly, you allow him to drive himself deeply into you with long, fluid strokes.

You don't hesitate to swallow lust if you kiss me this way.

He breaks the kiss by pulling your legs to rest on his shoulders, leaving you panting for air, and then resumes kissing you, digging further into your core. He smirks knowingly in your direction, his sapphire eyes glazed over with lust and longing.

He knows you're about to hit your peak. He continues at it, moving his hips to pound you deeply from different angles.

A thin coating of sweat has accumulated on his body, which you can see when you look up at him. You can hear his rapid breathing as he dives in and out of your center. You moan with pleasure, absorbed in the here and now.

You gasp as you feel him strike your tender regions with each push. Your eyes flutter shut as you sense yourself rising steadily and your body beginning to stiffen up. A growing sensation in your abdomen increases with every wave and stroke he makes.

Your eyes glisten, as your ears hear the sounds of passion.

He stared at you, with intense blue eyes, for the first time: no one had ever looked at you in such a way, as if you were an integral part of his soul.

As you finally realized you had made the right choice, you obstructed the view.

A few hours later, Ari woke up cold. Eventually, he was unable to feel the body that lay against him. Taking out a hand, he rubbed it over the area where you had been sleeping and looked up to find your earring. His spirits are revived.

The desire in your body for him might even border on madness.

The thought of not being able to touch him whenever you wanted would make your heart fall into the fiery pits of hell. However, at the same time, it's as if you'll never get to experience it again. In one night, you gave it all to that man.

Now you are settling down in this newly discovered town, wishing once more that you could sin again in lust with him.

Sipping your coffee, all you could think about was his lust for you and the marks on your body. There was a tingling sensation on your lips, not from the coffee, but from the mysterious man out on the water.

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flordeamatista · 2 years

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Happiness + Ari Levinson

Air

pairing: husband!ari levinson x reader

concept: For Ari to survive, he needs your love.

word count: 400

warnings: Ari poetic fluff

a/n: Ari's happiness comes from loving you to the core. Thank you for listening to my poetic ramblings about him and life. Hopefully this made you smile. Love you. @navybrat817

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The light inside of you and I is greater than any other

His eyes soak up the beauty of your life.

You felt his lips gently kiss your face, neck, and jaw as he inhaled warm air over your skin and held your mouth to his.

With lingering kisses, he grips your body to his.

In his ears, he hears your moans as he whispers sweet words to you.

Your lips have been sealed by his kisses as you accept his words.

He radiates deep longing and passion from his azure eyes to yours.

"You are my love, so let me love you."

The thought of me makes you happy when you see me. Perhaps there is something special between us.

Ari gasps for air.

You make him breathless with the way you look at him, with the way you hold tight and stay with him.

While kissing you on the neck, he runs his tongue over your skin and smells your luscious, savory aroma as he turns you around. With your head lowers, you shudder against him.

Feeling the warmth of every kiss.

For Ari to survive, he needs your love.

He devours every inch of your skin, including every curve and outline.

In the process of unraveling your dress, he savors the low moans of your back and then traces his lips along the curve of your spine.

In front of him, your beautiful body was exhibited in full view through the dress that fell to your waist.

The warmth of his lust radiated from your body as cold goosebumps covers your skin.

In spite of the need, Ari manages to remain focus on you and hold on to the low, delicious fire of love.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to explore your body, he traces the enticing line beneath your dress then shifted his index finger back down.

"There is something about you that makes me feel this way, but let me show you how much I cherish you."

When I saw you, I felt my heart race. Your love for me ignited a flame that could only be lit by your love.

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flordeamatista · 2 years

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Sun and Moon AU

Sun!Ari Levison x Moon!f!reader

Oh, Darling, My Soul

The sun is Ari, and you are the light

Glisten in the Moonlight

He is the fire you feel in your veins

moodboard

Into Your Arms AU

Beach Bar Owner!Ari Levison x curvy!Reader

Lust For Life

Heaven is where he'll take you to

Glimpse of You

Your darkness will be drained away by him. Because you gave him air, he'll let you breathe and release.

I’m Yours

You're so pretty, I'm all yours

Playing With Fire

You intrigue me, moving on top of me, touching my lips here and there, and I am enveloped by more desire.

After Hours

One kiss will ignite all this, which will light my darkest fire for your body

Skin

Oh, honey, how I lust for you

Good For You

At midnight, let me taste that desire from those lips.

Hold Me

Hold me like you can’t let go.

Air

For Ari to survive, he needs your love.

All Of Me

Your world is controlled by the hands that you're holding.

Under the Blue

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

Love, Love, Love

a poem about my love for him

Ocean Eyes

He needs your love to overcome his demons

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flordeamatista · 2 years

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allure

of the moon pales -

luster lost

to the

c a n d l e l i g h t

in your eyes

Susan Ashley

Glisten in the Moonlight

pairing: Sun!Ari Levison x Moon!f!reader

concept: an extra love scene from oh, darling, my soul au

word count: 460

warnings: poetic fluff, just love for this man

a/n: not beta. I was immediately drawn to this and thought of Ari. Thank you for the nice poem. I changed up a few things and added my own meaning. That's the beauty of poetry. Like you said to me before "sounds a bit strange to me, but it's a poem so it can sound however you want" your words @purpleshallot I hope it makes sense!

Masterlist

He is the world you see with your gaze, he is the fire you feel in your veins

All the passion, sensitivity, and deep love you both feel for one another is conveyed in this intimate gesture.

It never lets go.

Your heart is woven into every strand of the cosmos through this relationship. In embracing both sides of the day, you are fulfilling one act of desire.

Just one more step remains. This is the light that is needed at nightfall when the day ends and darkness falls.

The moon has been romanticizing for eons, but the light of the day brings your light, the meaning of your breath, and the reason to leave for him to shine to the world that comes with it.

He is peering at you with vivid azure eyes. A calm and fiery glow permeates your entire body. You can see the clear blue sky in his eyes, which is the dance floor for the living. You dance for him, as he is your most cherished desire, as you breathe in his presence.

The dark moon is enamored with the sun's love

His eyes reflect the innermost feelings of his heart, and he sees you as a reflection of his heart: his eyes sparkle when he looks at you.

You crave the blue air to penetrate your soul. The things you want him to do are to make you feel peaceful and comfort you when you are scared or upset and make sure he is aroused by every sound you make.

My heart drips with love as it drips from my mirror

You found it increasingly difficult to breathe when the intensity of his eyes is so close to your forehead.

He looks into your soul for what feels like an eternity.

"Ari" you breathed like a song of praise to him.

"Mmm...my sun," The song he sings for you, only you, reflects in those dazzling eyes that grow half-closed and his lips curl into an almost seductive smile.

His eyes were like angels, speaking of knowledge and the wisdom of his heart.

In his angelic eyes, you are the flame that makes his soul glow like candlelight.

It made you breathless. There was a rush in your heart. Immediately, you feel butterflies stir up in your stomach and start fluttering.

His eyes speak volumes to you. Through the power of his captivating stare, he could compel you to want to touch him, to embrace him.

"I love you," you whispered.

His lips began to descend on yours slowly as he replied huskily, "I love you too."

The act sheds light on the flame of love.

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flordeamatista · 1 year

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HAPPY NEW YEAR! LET DADDY BLOW YOUR BACK OUT 💕

Good For You

pairing: DBF!Ari Levinson x Reader

concept: At midnight, let me taste that desire from those lips.

word count: 1.5k

warnings: anal sex, ari kink, dirty talk, mirror sex, new year smut with a little poetic plot, nicknames- Princess and Bunny

a/n: @slyyywriting thank you for sending this lovely ask and hope Ari breaks your back this year.

lovely betas: @lunarbuck and @writing-for-marvel

Masterlist

On the first minute of the new year, a new beginning is expected to take place, and you are going to welcome the new way of life.

You finish touching up your hair and double-check your lipstick. You look down to adjust your dress, and it isn’t until you feel someone staring at your back that you see the man of your dreams. His hair is pulled back slick, and his beard is trimmed. He grabs you by the waist before you can even say his name.

"Quiet Bunny," Ari murmurs in your ear, one hand firmly pressing over your lips, muffling any whines that escape your throat. He bites your ear before spinning you around. “Tell me, do you like making me mad?”

You succeeded in getting him where you wanted him. This relationship with Angry Ari is what makes it so inviting and captivating. When he watched you flirt with DJ Mickey and promise a new year's kiss, you watched him hold onto that glass of whiskey.

Trying to claim what belongs to him, Ari clenches his fingers around your neck. “As much as I would like to be gentle with you, Princess, you make it so hard."

The feeling you get when you see his big beefy fingers and see him licking his lips before meeting your eyes is something that you have never experienced before.

Messy, wet, and hot lips meet aggressively in a mixture of flavors, the smell of rain, and a hint of vanilla on the tongue.

Your body's reaction to this man as you taste his kiss is electric.

You moan as you reach out to pull Ari closer to you. This is exactly what you’ve imagined, what you’ve hoped for.

You moan as Ari pulls your hair back and exposes your neck, and he licks and kisses your skin as hot air whispers on your body as he speaks every word. "This is what you were made for. You're just a filthy princess. Just mine, and I will only get the privilege of kissing you today and tomorrow."

Your little moans confirm his claim.

There is something primal about you - a ferocity that burns fiercely.

“Turn around, Princess.” You follow his instructions because you are already wrapped around this man's finger. Pulling your dress to your waist and yanking your underwear off, you feel the cold winter air welcoming two fingers into your pussy.

Ari watches your ass moves while he’s teasing.. He flicks your clit as you moan and grind against him. Ari stares you in the mirror and sees how he makes your body feel good just by touching it.

It is a breathtaking view.

You squint at the mirror and twist your hips in a circle, self-conscious. “Ari, please." You bite your lip.

He runs his hand along your spine, going up under the dress and then back down. The tempo grows chaotic as you learn to control the movement. It is as if every moan comes to life when he squeezes your ass.

Ari wants to touch every inch of your skin, from the curves in your ass to the smooth expanses of your thighs and calves. Your skin is a magnet for Ari, so he wants to feel it all.

He kneels down and leaves a kiss on your ass cheeks and goes back to grab your neck, whispering in your ear. He looks straight into the mirror, your eyes meeting his azure color.

“Go ahead, play with yourself,” he says in a gruff voice.

You move your hand into your clit. Ari spanks your ass to give you a little tease as your fingers slide into your pussy.

After he watches you play with yourself, he grabs the lube from his drawer, kisses your shoulder, and gives you another smack.

Upon a whim, Ari slips his hands beneath your ass, and pulls your cheeks apart.

Licking his thumb and pressing against the soft opening he is unable to see, he presses forward. Just as you are about to exhale, Ari has already eased the tip of his thumb inside your tight sensitive muscle ring, you shout out in surprised pleasure.

This is a new year and a new hole to explore, and this is what he deserves to be able to ring into the new year.

Spreading cool lube on your ass, Ari teases your backside and whispers, "I'm gonna fuck you into the New Year."

“It's just a few seconds of pain, Princess, but you'll take it well for me," he says as he grabs your neck and presses the tip of his dick against you.It is a breathtaking experience as soon as the tip is pushed in.

“Taking a deep breath and holding it there will make it much easier for you." Ari strokes his dick before slowly pushing into your tight hole. One hand grips his length and the other remains on your hip to hold you steady as he slowly slides into you.

You feel a sense of relief and a longing for more of him.

To hold you so tight that something remains after the moment ends.

The party outside is in full swing, but you hadn’t realized your dad's best friend was about to take you for a ride, making use of every opportunity.

Your face is filled with emotion as you gaze into the mirror. Seeing your mouth open and your eyes meet in your reflection, you become more aroused.

The movement of your hips lets Ari know he’s free to move. Despite his tense hand on your hips, he accepts your silent command. He is too distracted by the way you fit like a glove around him to realize how you're using him.

After feeling a deep longing for him the entire evening, you can finally provide your body with what it's been craving. The look on your face, the way your mouth opens wide, and the way your eyes search for more is enough to further enchant you. Ari is deep inside of you, causing the bubbling in your core to begin rising. A look of pure and intense hunger fills your eyes, the heat in them makes things possible that you never thought possible.

This leaves you needy and full, but aching as well. Not to mention that you had a dream of this moment not too long ago.

The dreams pierce your mind like fireworks. Ari keeps thrusting his hips as you look up at him in the mirror, blinking at him while he breathes hard.

In response to your reaction, Ari praises you, boosted by your moans. "This is what you're made for. You're just a filthy princess taking my cock."

The sensations are more vivid than ever, making you feel like you are spinning but also more aware and focused.

He seeks to taste the natural flow of pleasure in my eyes, and every glance at me reveals a lustful desire to own me.

Hands fly to the mirror's edges as you bend closer, changing the angle so that every thrust hits you just right. As you bite your lower lip, a lustful last glance catches your attention.

Your hips move in response to his.

You can only hear deep breathing and skin slapping together. By letting the feelings flow through you, you allow them to control you. The midnight countdown can be heard from the open windows. As Ari thrusts in and out of your hole, all you see is yourself getting a countdown to your orgasm.

Your hot breath creates steam as your hands press flat against the mirror.

Almost grueling in its weight, his length and speed stretch you to your limits. Ari begins murmuring against your neck. "You're such a desperate whore, aren't you?" he teases. "Whores can't come until midnight" Before thrusting back and forth, he groans slowly and kisses your back, not in the mood for slowness, hoping to hear you scream his name into the New Year. "Mmm, Princess, how do you manage to squeeze me just right in every position?"

As each second passes his thrusts become faster and harder.

He keeps one hand on your hip and moves the other to your clit. "I'm not going to last. You feel so good. I―you're so tight," he groans again. He starts fucking you faster, his dick filling you in a way that makes your body numb. "Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Princess― look at you taking my cock."

At the last second, your mind spins in every direction and pressure rises within you as you grasp on the mirror. Ari bites down on your shoulder. Your most intense orgasm of the new year occurs right at midnight, when the fireworks go off.

But the real fireworks are with Ari.

365 days of him blowing your back and more.

At midnight, let me taste that desire from those lips.

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