#ari levinson x reader
A Very Happy Birthday
Pairing: Mob!Ari Levinson x Female!Reader
Summary: When Ari asked you what you wanted for you birthday, you knew exactly what to request.
Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Explicit language. Unprotected sex. Implied edging. Slight dom/sub undertones. 18+ only!
A/N: Here you go, you thirsty hoes! Enjoy! 😘
The slow, sensual grind of your hips instantly stopped as Ari’s hands cupped your waist. You ignored the delicious stretch of his cock deep inside you—and the fade of the pleasure that had been slowly building in your core—as you straddled his hips.
Ari’s brows furrowed in frustration as you went still. You arched your own brow at him as you dropped your hands to his.
“You’re not very good at listening, Mr. Levinson,” you tsked, peeling his hands from your waist.
Ari groaned as the stretch of your body over his had you shifting against him, clenching around him but not much else, as you pinned his hands to the mattress at either side of his head.
“Come on, honey, you’re driving me crazy,” he bemoaned quietly, his hair a wild disarray and his handsome face flushed red and shining with sweat after hours of playful torture in the bedroom. “Please—“
You pressed a finger to his lips, smirking as he went quiet. Ducking close, you replaced your finger with your lips, keeping your kiss chaste and teasing, and enjoying the choked noise of distress Ari couldn’t quite suppress as you pulled away.
“You asked me what I wanted for my birthday, this is it,” you reminded him, sitting up straight and dragging your nails down his stomach and watching his muscles jump in response. “No touching unless I say so.”
You lifted up on your knees, until just the tip of Ari’s cock was breaching your cunt, and then you slowly sank down on him, finding more pleasure in the wrecked moan he didn’t bother to stifle as you circled your hips until he was bottoming out than the actual feeling of him filling you up so perfectly.
Then you were back to your slow, sensual grinding, fingers dropping to you clit and strumming as you dropped your head back with a sigh and let the sensations consume you.
A sharp rut of Ari’s hips had you crying out in surprise—and carnal delight—even as your eyes snapped opened and narrowed at him.
“I’m sorry,” he breathed, looking abashed as he curled his fingers into the sheets beside him in lieu of touching you. “Fuck, sweetheart, please, you’re killing me.”
“So desperate for me to bounce on this pretty cock of yours, huh?”
“Fuck yes, wanna feel you riding me hard, squeezing me tight then milking me dry.”
You grinned at the desperate desire shining from Ari’s gaze, the tension in his big, beautiful body, and the way the tendons were popping on his thick neck as his fingers twitched beside your knees, so close but still not touching.
“I know how much you love to fill me up with your cum,” you murmured, slowly stretching out over him again, making sure to drag your breasts against his chest and smirking as his breath hitched.
“How much you love pounding into me like an animal, until I’m cock drunk and crying and begging you to pump me full of that hot, sticky cream of yours,” you whispered. “Begging you to make me yours.”
Ari grunted a quiet “fuck” as his cock twitched inside of you.
You smiled as you gently brushed his sweaty hair from his forehead, scratching your nails along his scalp and nearly laughing at the way he shuddered in response.
You’d never seen him so sensitive, and you were reveling in every fucking second of it.
It was a nice change from how gifted—and meticulous—he was in wrecking you on the daily.
“Are you close to begging yet?” You hummed, bouncing on his cock for a few seconds until he was choking on your name and screwing his eyes shut, still struggling to keep his hands off you.
“Yeah, please, anything you want, sweetheart. Please, just wanna feel you, please.”
Touching your knuckles to Ari’s cheek, you pressed a sweet kiss to his lips, your gaze meeting his as he stared up at you in a lustful, needy haze.
“Ruin looks good on you, Mr. Levinson,” you pressed another soft peck to his lips. “Happy birthday to me.”
Ari’s shoulders slumped, his body sagging back against the mattress in defeat as he closed his eyes and took a slow, shaky breath.
And only then did you finally feel a tiny modicum of pity for him.
You rocked your hips against him in the way you knew he liked, lips twitching as Ari’s eyes shot open, a hopeful gleam aimed your way as he watched you.
His hands twitched, reaching for you then dropping and falling away.
You grinned. “Go ahead.”
Ari’s face twisted, wary and distrustful, and you laughed, reaching for his big hands and guiding them to your hips.
The quiet hum of relief he made as his fingers kneaded your flesh made your cunt clench, and you picked up your pace, riding him faster as that desperate bloom sparked low in your belly.
“God, so good,” Ari breathed, hand sliding up your stomach, then your torso before cupping your breast. “You always feel so good.”
You moaned as his fingers plucked at your nipple, twisting and pinching and making your toes curl.
“Wanna taste you,” Ari begged softly, his hand gently circling your throat, moving higher, until his thumb was pressing against your bottom lip.
He groaned as you sucked it between your lips, tongue twirling as you leaned over him, planting your hand against the mattress as your hips rose and fell more quickly now.
The sound of skin slapping rose up around you as your head ducked low and you kissed Ari slowly.
He touched your face gently, like he still didn’t trust he could, and then he was gripping you tighter, pressing up and kissing you eagerly—urgently—moaning into your mouth as his tongue touched yours and he hurtled closer to release.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he panted, pulling away to meet your gaze. “Wanna feel you first—“
“No,” You cut him off. “You first.” You nipped at his bottom lip before pulling away. “Fill me up.” Your hand slid against his cheek, fingers getting lost in his hair and you rode him harder. “Make me yours.”
“Ah, fuck,” Ari hissed, hands framing your hips as he fucked up into you desperately.
It wasn’t long at all before he was cumming. Hard. A strangled shout falling from his lips, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut as he jerked his hips against you frantically.
You moaned at the hot rush of Ari’s spend blooming inside you, his hips still pumping into you wildly as his release drew on longer than you’d ever seen.
“Fuck,” you whined at the beautifully erotic picture he painted, rubbing hard circles on your clit as you watched Ari sag back against the bed, chest heaving and eyes fluttering as he shuddered, completely spent.
Your orgasm rocked through you, making your body go taut as your pleasure peaked. Keening softly, you watched Ari jerk at the feel of your cunt clenching and pulsing around his overstimulated cock. You shivered as visceral delight sang through your veins, lighting your body up one nerve ending at a time.
Sagging against him, you didn’t complain as Ari held you close. He tucked his face beside yours, quiet and still trembling with aftershocks as you carded your fingers through his hair.
“Happy birthday,” Ari’s voice was a quiet, sleepy murmur against your ear.
You pulled away so you could meet his gaze, grinning as you replied, “I think we just upgraded it to a very happy birthday, Mr. Levinson.”
And then you were both giggling like idiots as Ari smoothed a hand along your cheek.
Your laughter slowly faded as you stared at each other, and you felt something wild and jubilant bloom to life in your chest at the soft adoration you found waiting for you in Ari’s gaze.
Something in his face softened as he watched you and brushed his thumb over your cheek as he lured you closer with his reverent touch. Until Ari was gently cradling your face close and pulling you in for a round of slow, drugging kisses, which you eagerly, happily, returned.
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WIP Wednesday: future series
No idea when this is coming (if y’all bug me enough about it, maybe sooner than I intended?) but the gist of it is somewhat of a reverse harem where you’re Steve’s, Ari’s, Andy’s, Frank’s and Ransom’s omega.
Each chapter centers around a different kink (or a few), more or less.
Yes, I can also be bribed to share what said kinks are. It’ll truly depend on y’alls interest.
And as always, you can go follow @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog and bother her about it because not only does she know the outline of the entire series, she has already read what it’s written of it so far (three chapters)
“Tell me, Y/N,” he asked, hands still cradling my face when he tilted his to take me in. “Are you an angel?” I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped me as I realized he had thought the same as I had when my eyes set on him.
“No, sir,” I confessed, to which he inhaled deeply. It was only later that I realized he was breathing me in, taking in my scent. And it was after I realized that he was trembling, exercising an enormous effort to hold himself back from doing something that I processed it.
“That makes me feel better about what I’m gonna do.”
He took me right there, in the middle of nowhere, my dress torn to shreds with a flick of his wrist when he pounced on me until we were both rolling on the dirt. He ended up on top but I ended up on my stomach and so I never got to see him taking off his clothes - I just assumed he did because the next thing I felt was his member stretching me out, forcing me to take every inch of him in my tight channel.
Perhaps I should have screamed to beg for help or for him to stop, but all I could think was that it felt too fucking good. His hand on my skin felt too fucking good and when he ran his own hands over my body, I just wanted him to keep me in his arms and never let me go.
My cries were lost to the woods, swallowed by the trees, taken as offerings by the forest. Not because of the pain of being split open like this, by something as long and thick as his member, but because of the overwhelming pleasure each snap of his hips gave me, a pleasure I had never once known before.
With each thrust, I felt something changing within me, like I was becoming more his than my own. The thought thrilled me to no end. I closed my eyes when the bliss engulfed me, welcoming me into its warm embrace and warning me of a life where I’d never feel sated without it again. My hands scratched the ground, collecting some dirt in my closed fist when I tensed, and behind me, I heard his groans before I felt a thickness at the base of his member, where we were connected, penetrate me with a pop.
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𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐈𝐬 𝐀 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞
2:36 ─〇───── 5:57 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻
𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨: In which you like it when Ransom gets jealous (ft Ransom Drysdale and Ari Levinson, there’s literally one sentence about him but he’s the cause of this nasty wall sex hehe)
𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Involves unprotected sex, fingerfuck, creampie and against the wall sex. This is absolutely filthy and I’m probably going hell for it but enjoyyy :P MINORS DNI & DONT PLAGIARISE
You would be lying if you said you didn’t like it when Ransom got jealous. Something about seeing his eyes darken and his jaw clench always had you going and whenever he did end up getting jealous, which was now less frequent than ever but nonetheless still happened, you knew it would lead to some passionate fucking on the floor of your bedroom or some wall sex where Ransom claimed you as his and his only. He marked you, planting his seed deep within you and making sure you felt that pain in your legs day after the whole interaction.
So sometimes you couldn’t help but wear a dress that was a little bit too tight, showcasing your cleavage a little bit too much to one of the many parties Ransom held. As soon as you had walked in, his eyes were on you, dragging up and down your body with an intensity that had you shivering with rapt anticipation.
Throughout the whole of the night, Ransom was by your siding, arm tight around your hip and fingers pressing into your ass, pulling you flush against him. It was a telltale sign that you had caught someone else’s attention and he was trying to show that you were his. He further amplified this by pulling you in for a nasty passionate kiss where his tongue explored the inside of your mouth as his hand came down to spank your ass, “you’re driving me crazy, you know that?” He growled against your lips making you giggle lightly. “It’s my plan”
“Being a naught girl aren’t you? Let’s go home” he spoke, voice deep as he pulled away from your lips and grabbed your hand, guiding you out of the packed club you two were at. He didn’t even care he was the host, he just needed to get out and claim you as his.
During the car ride, Ransom kept one hand on the wheel whilst the other slid up and down your thighs, disappearing underneath your dress and pushing your panties to the side so he could have a feel of how much you truly needed him. “That bastard, Ari couldn’t keep his eyes off you. Lucky I didn’t bust his face in” he groaned, remembering the way the man was eyeing your cleavage pretty much eye fucking you right infront of him. He got pretty distracted by your lips to even say anything in that moment at the club which was a miracle because normally Ransom isn’t one to hold back from a fight especially if it involves with something to do with his girl.
You could feel the way Ransoms thick fingers were spreading your lips apart before he slowly but surely dipped them inside of you, he had the tips of two of his fingers inside of you and you were already squirming on the passenger seat. Your hand goes to hold his wrist whilst he started to move his fingers in and out of you, bottoming out each time and curling them just right so that he hit your g-spot every time. His eyes were still on the road as you fell apart right besides him, your body shaking from the overwhelming pleasure and your pussy clenching and unclenching around his thick fingers.
He was quick to pull them out of you, a smirk visible on his face as he sucked your juices off them and drove you the rest of the way home but not before making a quick remark about how he was going to “absolutely wreck” you once you get there.
It was only a 10 minute ride and before you knew it, Ransom was parking up into your drive. You quickly stumble out of the car, your knees still weak from your previous activities and Ransom chuckles before opening up the door and guiding you in.
You’re barely through the door when he’s pushing you up against the wall, his lips on yours as you lift up to wrap your legs around his waist, your hands going to tangle into his hair. Ransoms mouth latches onto your neck, sucking a bruise under your jaw and biting at the junction between your collarbone and shoulder, something that has your eyes rolling back as he has found your sweet spot just like that.
“Mine” he growls against you as he quickly goes to fumble with his belt, you doing your best to pull off your dress all whilst being squashed inbetween the wall and ransoms sturdy chest. Once your clothes are off, ransom pulls off your bra with one hand and pushes your panties to the side, guiding his hard cock towards your dripping entrance. He had decided that the fingerfuck in the car was enough foreplay for the night.
A raspy moan erupted from your mouth when his cock made its way into you, stretching you out just how you liked it. You could feel every ridge and vein against your velvety walls and the feeling had you pulling at Ransoms hair in pleasure, it somewhat grounded you and he also loved having his hair pulled so it was a win win situation.
One of his hands where grasping the beneath of your thigh as he hoisted you up against the wall, repeatedly grinding his erection into you whilst the other made its way down your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind, and landed at your tiny bundle of nerves. His fingers pressed against your clit and the feeling had your eyes fluttering and your walls clenching.
Ransoms mouth found your jaw again and he began sucking love bites there to remind you that you were his, “all mine” he moaned, eyes closed and enjoying the feeling of you wrapped around his body; you arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist as your walls suffocated his cock just the way he liked it.
“Yours” you manage to let out as his mouth now connected with your shoulder, his pace had increased, thrusting into you messily causing the pleasure in your abdomen to build signalling to Ransom that you were close. He could tell by the way you clung to him and the way your nails dug into his back making him bury himself as deep as he could inside of you, sending you over the edge. Your legs tighten around Ransoms waist and your eyes shut tight as you let your body take over.
Ransom kept a close eye on you whilst he started thrusting into you again, watching the way your high left you a withering and sensitive mess and not before long he was stilling his hips, pressing his dick directly against your g-spot as his balls tightened and he let go. His seed shooting deep within you. He was panting and groaning at the feeling of his cock twitching and emptying inside of you. “Fuck, you’re all mine. No one can take you away” he panted against your lips before connecting his lips with yours in a passionate and needy kiss.
He was still nestled deep within you and you smile against him. “All yours, I promise”
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to have and to hold (2) ✧ lee bodecker & ari levinson
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request: Hello ❤️ hope you are eating and hydrating! I was wondering if you could gimme another part of Holding Her Heart 🥺👉👈 absolutely loved the first one ❤️❤️❤️ - @the-soulofdevil
pairing: alpha!lee bodecker x omega!reader; alpha!ari levinson x omega!reader
summary: your little family is about to grow.
word count: 2,642
warnings?: a/b/o dynamics, pet names (bunny and little lady), fluff with a touch of angst (very minimal, you should be proud of me), ari bonds with reader, reader’s birthday, pregnancy announcement (if literally anyone asks, i’ll make a blurb about who the father is), not proofread
PART ONE | PART THREE
Lee didn’t like sharing, but he didn’t mind sharing your nest with Ari. Well, he did mind. He didn’t like it all that much. But, you had moved the nest back into the master bedroom, where it belonged. And for that, he was grateful. He had missed having you in his arms, your face tucked into the crook of his neck while you let out quiet snores. Yeah, he was a fool for ever seeking out another. How could he ever think he would be happy with another omega when he had a brilliant diamond in his midst? But he’d been an idiot, and now your heart belonged, in part, to another alpha.
Some days, he wished he had just taken Ari straight down to the station, locked him up and threw away the key. But other days, he would remember that bright smile on your face when he told you that he would let you keep Ari in your life, that he was willing to share, that he would be loyal to only you. He’d remember how you threw your arms around his neck, peppering his face with soft kisses, whispering your gratitude and love for him. And he’d remember how Ari had leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed over his chest but a smile on his face, as he watched. Ari had given him a nod, a quiet affirmation that this was going to work.
It hadn’t been easy, of course. He had jealousy issues to sift through, and a lot of them at that. It took everything in him in the early days of this arrangement to not pull you out of Ari’s arms into his, to shut it all down and keep you for himself again. But he knew he had to put you first. It was what you deserved. For far too long, he had been thinking of only himself and he had hurt you in the process, had pushed you to another alpha because he couldn’t get his own head out of his ass. He could never forgive himself for that.
And, so it seemed, neither could you.
Well, you could forgive him. You’d never been good at holding grudges. But you’d built up so much pain, suffered through so much, because of him and his idiocy. He never realized how far it had gone, he never had to truly address the pain he caused. Not until Ari came into the picture, anyways.
You practically blossomed under Ari’s love. Your smile grew brighter, you gave love more freely. When you greeted him as he got home from work, there was actual love in your eyes. He often wondered if it was love for him, or if it was love for Ari. A lot of the time, he wondered if you loved Ari more than him. He didn’t know what the man didn’t for a living—truthfully, he didn’t care enough to ask; his relationship with Ari started and ended with you—but he knew that Ari spent a lot of time with you alone. It was hard to stop the jealousy from bubbling up, but he knew better than to pull some stunt in front of you.
He grew to tolerate Ari, eventually. It helped when he finally convinced you to move your nest back to its original place. It was still the place you preferred to sleep and, given that Ari had moved in shortly after the arrangement had been made, it annoyed Lee to no end that Ari got you all night long. He said as much to Ari, who promised to talk things over with you. Within time, you moved the nest back to the master bedroom, adding little touches of both him and Ari, before declaring it perfect. Yeah, it helped that Ari was around, even if it meant that the three of you were squeezed into one bed (not that you’d ever complain).
But, for as good as things were, there were still things that had to be said. The air still needed to be cleared.
The three of you were tucked into your nest, your back pressed up against Ari’s chest, his lips ghosting over the crook of your neck. It had been many months since Ari had entered yours and Lee’s lives, and Lee finally relented that Ari could mark you, make the arrangement permanent. But, damn Ari for drawing this out so long.
“This what you want, bunny?” Ari asked.
You gasped, your head lolling back. “Yes,” you hissed as he nipped at your soft skin.
And, though they both knew it was what you wanted, there was an undeniable hesitancy to your voice. There was something you wanted to say, something you weren’t sure of. Lee reached out, grasping at your hand, kissing your knuckles as he whispered, “You can tell us if something’s wrong. We’ll fix it. We just gotta know.”
“I-I don’t think I can do this,” you whimpered. Ari immediately pulled away, and you seemed to realize what you’d said, that it wasn’t what you meant. “I mean, I want this. I do. But...I just...I don’t know, I feel like I gotta say somethin’ first.”
“What’s that? You know you can tell us anything,” Lee said. “We’re s’posed to take care of you after all.”
“It’s just...It wasn’t always like that, and I don’t know...I can’t stop thinking about how bad everything was after you were bonded to me, Lee, and I-I’m just scared that it’ll happen all over again.”
“Would it help to talk about it, bunny? Tell Lee about everything you’ve been building up?” Ari asked.
“I think so...”
“Then go ahead, bunny, tell him how much he hurt you,” Ari said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “It’s not good for a sweet little thing like you to pent up your emotions so much. The only way things can get better is if you let it all out.”
You looked over at him, your eyes brimming with tears. “I don’t think you understand how much it hurt, Lee...To know that I wasn’t good enough for you. To know that nothing I did could’ve ever made you happy.”
His heart ached at your admission. “Y/N...”
“I did everything I ever could to make you happy. I made everything in this house exactly to your liking. I made the food you liked, always had your favorite candy in the cabinet...I made sure your clothes were always laid out, your shoes always nice and shiny. And I tried...I tried to make sure we could have a happy family. But then you—” You choked on a sob.
He lunged forward, wiping your tears away with the pad of his thumb, nuzzling his nose against yours. “I didn’t mean—”
“—you left me, when I needed you most. You weren’t the only one hurtin’ when I lost those pups, Lee. But you didn’t care about me. You didn’t care about me until someone who threatenin’ to take me away. And I still can’t believe that you care about me now. I just keep waitin’ for you to change your mind, to hurt me all over again, and I can’t stand this kinda fear anymore.”
“I’m not leavin’ you, I promise,” he swore. “You’re my little omega, and I’ll spend the rest of my life tryin’ to make up for the mistakes I made.”
“I don’t know if I can believe that.”
“I know. I know it’s hard. But...that’s why you got Ari. ‘Cause if you ain’t sure if I love you, I wanna make sure that you know you are loved. Even if it means that you’re loving another alpha. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything, little lady, and...I know I messed up for a long time. And nothing I do could ever change that. But I’m tryna change for you, to be a better alpha for you.” He pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “And I don’t want you to feel like you gotta hide stuff from me anymore. You can tell me these things. Or if you feel better tellin’ Ari, do that and we both know he’ll set me straight.” Your lips quirked up in a smile. “I love you so much.”
“I love you, too, Lee.” You looked back at Ari, who was smiling down at you. “And I love you, Ari. I-I’m ready if you are.”
“I’ve been ready the moment I set eyes on you, bunny.”
Ari’s head ducked back down to where your neck connected to your shoulder, pressing kisses to your soft skin as he looked for the best place to put his first mark on you. Lee held onto your small hands, kissing your knuckles, you squeezing his hand hard as Ari’s teeth sank into your skin. You cried out, your back arching against Ari, the initial pain quickly melting into pleasure. Ari pulled away, your blood staining his teeth, whispering how you’re the perfect little omega for him, for Lee, how they’ll take care of you for the rest of your life.
That night, Lee made sure that you knew he loved you, that you knew he would never leave again. It wasn’t enough to make all your worries disappear, but it was a start. It was a start to mending the damage he had created and, really, that was all he really wanted.
The only thing Lee really wished for nowadays, other than finding out that you were carrying his pups again, was that he didn’t have to work as much. That he could stay at home with you like Ari did. But Lee had to make money, had to keep that roof over his family’s head. So, begrudgingly, he went to work everyday, counting down the minutes until he could pull you back into his arms. Today, the urge to be back home was stronger than ever.
It was your birthday, the first one since Ari came into the picture. And Ari had decided that he and Lee were going to make you feel special. Or, at least, more special than you usually do since, if they were being honest, they’d come to spoil you rotten in a friendly competition to see who could get the most affection out of you on any given day. He and Ari had spent the better part of a month planning everything, and it was finally time for their efforts to come to fruition.
And he could hardly wait. But first, he had to work.
Or, try to work, he mused as Ari walked into his office, hands shoved deep into his pockets. Lee looked up from the paperwork he was filling out. He set the pen down, leaning back in his seat, asking, “What can I do for you, Levinson?”
“It’s bunny’s birthday today.”
Lee fought the urge to roll his eyes. “I know.”
“Is everything set up?”
“Do you doubt my ability to take care of my house?”
“Our house. And bunny’s the one who takes care of it.” Ari’s lips twitched up into a smirk. “You’re just the sweethearted benefactor who pays for it all.”
“Don’t say it too loudly, Levinson. Got a reputation to keep up here.” Lee chuckled, his tongue darting over his lips. Lee had gone real soft for his omega lately, but none of his men needed to know that. No one except you, and Ari, needed to know how sweet he was on you. That was between the three of you and no one else. “Yeah, everything’s taken care of. Everything going to plan on your end?”
“Just got back from dropping her off at the spa. Will everything be ready when I pick her up?”
“Course it will. Already told my men that if they even think of botherin’ me after I finish my rounds, I’ll be lockin’ ‘em up and throwin’ away the key.”
“Good. Just wanted to check before I finish everything else I’m supposed to do.” Ari turned to leave, before pausing. “I’m glad you’re...taking care of her properly again. I know I wanted to take her away before, but I also knew doing that would break her heart. As hard as it is on the both of us, she does love us both.”
“Well, as much as I hated this, too,” Lee said, “I’m glad you came along. Showed me I had everything to lose. Really put my ass in gear.”
“Someone’s gotta do it,” Ari chuckled. “Alright, that’s enough with the sappy-ness. Gotta save that for bunny tonight, yeah?”
“Yeah. See you at home.”
“See you at home.”
When the clock finally struck 4:00, he was practically sprinting to his cruiser to get home. Or, well, technically to get to the store to pick you up a nice flower arrangement then to the bakery to get a nice cheesecake for you. At home, Ari had cooked a nice meal for you, setting out all of your favorite dishes on the fine china you’d gotten when you first bonded with Lee. Yeah, it was perfect. All they needed was you.
Lee got home first, setting the flowers in the center of the table and putting the cheesecake in the fridge to chill until it was time for dessert. Ari arrived home shortly after, having just picked you up from the spa day that they’d sent you on. Ari was guiding you into the dining room, his hands covering your eyes as you giggled. When Ari pulled his hands away, you gasped at the scene set before you, tears pricking at your eyes.
“Oh, I don’t know which one of you I should kiss first!”
“Me,” Lee said, stepping in front of your, cradling your face in his large hands. He pressed his lips against yours, mumbling, “Happy birthday, little lady.”
“Okay, okay, it’s my turn,” Ari said, pulling you away from Lee and spinning you around to face him. Your giggles only increased as he swiped his tongue over your lip, his hands tangling in your hair. “Give your alpha some sugar, bunny.”
“Alright,” Lee said, sinking into one of the chairs. “Don’t spoil your dinner with our sweet omega.”
Ari pulled away, winking down at you before taking his own seat. You, however, remained standing. You fidgeted with your hands, looking down at the floor, as if you had something you wanted to say.
“Something wrong?” Ari asked.
“I, uh, I...I really appreciate what you’ve done for me today, but I have...my own present for the two of you.”
“You didn’t have to get us anything, bunny,” Ari said.
“No, no, it’s not...I didn’t buy anything.”
“Then what’s our present, little lady?” Lee asked.
“I wanted to wait until I was further along, make sure I wouldn’t lose ‘em again,” you said, tears almost spilling over. Lee pulled you into his lap, pressing a kiss to your soft cheek, worry growing in him as you stalled your announcement. “I-I’m pregnant.”
Lee’s heart hammered in his chest. “You...you’re gonna have our pups?”
“Yeah, I am,” you said, “I am, for real this time.”
For the first time in a long time, Lee felt like crying. This...He hadn’t ever expected he could be this blessed again. So many months ago, he was sure he’d lost you forever, that another alpha was gonna take you away. But now? Now, he had you, you were gonna have his pups (or Ari’s, but Lee...he would be grateful you were having a pup regardless of which alpha furthered them), and you were happy. His family was complete.
“I can’t wait for our family to grow,” he said, kissing you until you were breathless.
“Hey, if I wasn’t allowed to spoil my supper, you aren’t allowed to either!”
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𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨! 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐢 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦!
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ dancing with the devil @chuckbass-love robert pronge x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ steve’s balls by @donutloverxo steve rogers x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ well taken care of by @bloomingbucky steve rogers x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ good little wife (3) by @donutloverxo andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ the journey to daddy by @gotnofucks steve rogers x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ improvised distraction by @fairyevans jake jensen x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a taste of freedom by @mianorth steve rogers x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ shy by @worksby-d andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ his perfect angel by @buckysbrattybug andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ to be so loved through it all by @geniedetails andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ streets by @afriendlyblackhottie chris evans x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ falling autumn by @honeyloverogers bucky barnes x reader x steve
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ made for him by @agentofbarnes ransom drysdale x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ untitled by @ozarkthedog andy barber x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ committed by @afriendlyblackhottie chris evans x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a different kind of love by @river-soul andy barber x reader x jake jensen
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ comforting kisses by @chrissquares ransom drysdale x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ me & u by @afriendlyblackhottie chris evans x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pathetic by @buckyhoney chris evans x reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ sky blue paradise by @strawbeariefaerie ari levinson x reader
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Here you go, my sweets. A sneak peek at what’s coming up for Ari and his girl in the next chapter of Necessary Arrangements.
Note that this is a rough draft and not super polished. And for context, they are at a mixer type of event that the escort agency is hosting. 😏
Warnings: Explicit language & sexual content. Reference to sex work/escorts. Reference to oral sex (f receiving). 18+ only!
“You should be working.”
“Would rather be playing,” Ari purred against your temple, pressing a soft kiss there as he led you through the crowd of people and toward the corner of the room.
You sighed as he leaned against the wall and settled you in front of him, hands falling to your hips and framing as he tugged your back to his chest. His beard scratched your bare shoulder as he rested his chin against you, thumbs rubbing circles against your waist as you tried to suppress your shivers.
“This is important,” you told him, your eyes traveling over the mixed crowd of clients and co-workers. “If the girls play their cards right, they can fill their client lists tonight. And the turnout is definitely bigger than last year, so you may even need to hire more--”
Ari’s hand slid over your mouth, muffling the rest of your words. He grinned at your quiet harrumph, lips finding your ear. “I love how invested in this you are, sweetheart, but I swear, seeing you in business mode is making me so hard.”
He rocked his hips against the swell of your ass, his erection catching between your cheeks and you squeaked, hand falling to his wrist and clutching as you felt desire pool in your panties.
Your other hand tugged his grip from your mouth as you twisted in his embrace, hands settling on his broad chest as your gaze flickered up to his.
Ari’s laugh was quiet as his hands interlocked along the small of your back. “Oh, I know that look. So riled up for me, honey.” His face dipped lower, until his lips were brushing yours as he asked. “What do you want?”
You knew the answer before he even finished asking the question, because you had the image in your head since you first donned your dress this evening.
“Wanna cum on your tongue,” you sighed, fingers curling against the crisp white shirt beneath his suit jacket as you pictured how pretty your dress would look, gaping around Ari’s head between your legs.
“Mmm, want me to fuck you with my mouth, huh?” Ari rumbled, his voice deep with the grit of desire, his eyes darkening as he held you tighter. “Want my beard burning those pretty thighs as you ride my tongue?”
“Oh fuck,” you whispered, dropping your forehead to Ari’s sternum as you felt heat flood your face. “Yes.”
He laughed as you squirmed against him, the press of your body pushing harder once you felt the hard ridge of him against your tummy. “Well then let's go. Even the hosts deserve to have a good time, no?”
You were too far gone to argue as Ari grabbed your hand and tugged you from the ballroom and down the empty hallway, until he found a deserted nook and was shoving you against the wall and dropping to his knees in front of you.
I’ll have what she’s having 🥴😘❤️
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the big 4-0
requested: hiiii! for chris’ birthday, can you do a futile oneshot of him being insecure for his 40th bday but reader makes sure he knows just how much she loves him and she tells him that the age gap is just *chef’s kiss* like she loves that hes older than her because she feels safe around him and protected and stuff so like a little bit angst but just fluff and smut!!! but only if you want!
a/n: i love this idea so much and i haven’t written any futile oneshots in a while so thanks for the request !! also i can’t believe this man is turning 40? he’s aged like fine wine😌
warnings: slight angst, eating a cupcake in bed(not any kind of food play kink tho!), insecure chris, smut (blowjob, unprotected sex - pls be smart),,, i haven’t written anything in so long please let me know of any other warnings i should put omg
no beta/loosely proofread so please excuse errors!
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June 13th. A morning like any other. Except, a very special occasion. Chris’ birthday. But not just any birthday: his 40th, to be exact. You know he was not looking forward to reaching that number, but you also know, being the little social butterfly he is and the way he loves his family, he’s looking forward to celebrating with you and with them.
A little less than a year ago, you’d just reunited with Chris for the summer. A little less than a year ago, you were having to hide your relationship from practically everyone. Now, both your parents and his parents, all of his close family members, and his close friends are all going to be at the Evans’ house to celebrate the big day. But first, you plan to celebrate with him this morning and you get him all to yourself.
So, while he’s still sleeping, you sneak out of bed and down to the kitchen where a batch of cupcakes you’d made the night before were sitting, just waiting to be eaten by the birthday boy. Dodger watches you get out of bed and leave the room and, thankfully, opts to stay on his pillow on the floor at the foot of yours and Chris’ bed.
Down in the kitchen, you anxiously gather what you need. You grab the cupcakes from the fridge, take the top off the container, and your nose is met with the sweet aroma of the sugary treat. You’re proud of how they’ve turned out and you’re excited for Chris to try one. Carefully, you take one cupcake out of the tin and grab a candle to poke into the top of the chocolate frosting. Then, you light the candle, grab a blue napkin that has a silver number 40 on it, slide it underneath the cupcake, and carry it back up to the bedroom.
By the time you arrive back to the room, though, Chris’ eyes are just beginning to open.
“Jeez, y’scared me. I don’t like wakin’ up without you next to me…” his sleepy voice begins to say, sitting up in bed more and the sheets fall from his body to expose his bare chest, littered with intricate ink designs, a chain hanging from his neck, and a layer of light hair. But he interrupts himself when he sees the little treat in your hands.
“Aw, Sweetheart,” he smiles bashfully.
“Haaappy birthday to you,” you start to sing quietly, but when you see his face and neck flush pink, you instead save him the embarrassment.
Climbing onto the bed beside him, you sit on your knees and hold the cupcake out in front of him to give him a chance to blow out the cute little smiley-face candle. He invites you closer to him, placing two firm hands on your waist.
“Make a wish, Lovie,” you say softly.
“I already have everything I want,” he says cheesily, voice gruff with sleep and a tilt of his head as he gazes into your eyes. But when he sees them roll at his goofy joke, he speaks his wish out loud: “I wish for happiness like this, with you, forever,”
And following his last words, he blows out the candle, causing a tiny amount of smoke to float in the air around the two of you.
“That’s a good wish,” you mumble as he pulls you into him, causing your mouths to clash in a slow, languid, lustful kiss.
After a few moments, both of you pull away just enough so that you can look down at the cupcake in your hand and start to wriggle it out of the reusable baking liner.
“You made these?” Chris asks, taking a swipe of the frosting off the top.
“Mhm,” you answer, pulling the candle from the top and offering it to him. He licks it off with a little giggle before you set the candle in the liner on the nightstand.
“They look delicious,” he compliments.
“Well thank you. I hope they taste just as good,” you laugh softly, unfolding the napkin from your hand to make sure no crumbs slip away.
“Aw, did’ja have to remind me of the number, Sweetheart?” he sighs, seeing the napkin with the number on it, but he gives a charming smile anyway.
“Yeah, it’s exciting,” you gently tell him in return, lifting the cupcake to his mouth. He takes a bite, then chuckles after swallowing.
“Exciting for you to celebrate, maybe. But I’m not exactly thrilled to be 40 now,”
“‘S just another year older, I guess. Just reminds me how much older I am than you,” he laughs lightly again, leaning over and taking another bite from the cupcake in your hands.
“Chris,” you say, a sad smile gracing your lips as your eyebrows furrow together.
“It’s true!” he mumbles, frosting sticking to his upper lip.
“Well, you’re always going to be that much older than me. That’s just how life works. You turning 40 today doesn’t suddenly make the age gap any different,” you say in a teasing tone, leaning up and over to kiss the little spot of frosting off his lip.
“So you’re okay with the fact that I’m officially an old man now?” he makes fun of himself, but you won’t tolerate it.
“Chris, I’m so glad we’re the ages that we are. If I’m being honest, I love the gap between our ages. There’s just something about you that sets you apart. You’re wiser, more experienced: and not just in the terms of sex or relationships. You’ve literally experienced more life than I have. You have a more mature outlook on life. And you look out for me. You keep me safe,” you say, placing a hand on his scruffy cheek and running your thumb over his lips.
“Chris, I love you for you. I love who I am with you and I love who we are when we’re together. And part of you is where you are in your life right now. And I want to celebrate your life.”
“What a little poet you are, Honey,” he says teasingly, but you know he’s being serious. He kisses your palm before he leans down to kiss your lips again, freely uttering an, “I love you” once more. You repeat it back to him, followed by a, “Happy birthday, Christopher” mumbled against his sugar-coated lips.
Soon, the kiss heats up. The remainder of the cupcake is forgotten, set on the nightstand, and all of his attention is turned to you. And all your attention is turn to him.
“Do I get an early birthday present now?” he asks in a whisper, but his voice is comparable to a growl.
Sliding your hand under the duvet, you find his lap and you squeeze him through his boxers, eliciting a small grunt from deep in his chest. Feeling just how hard he is already, you pull the covers all the way off his body before helping him out of the fabric covering his thighs, sliding them all the way off of him to completely expose him.
Chris slings his arm around you and grabs a hold on your shoulder, instinctively digging his fingers into your muscles there as you start to slowly stroke him. The head of his member is red and leaking and you let your thumb run over it before leaning down and over to take him into your mouth. Chris’ hand stays with you, gathering your hair out of the way of your face and rubbing your back and neck as you go down on him.
“Fuck, Sweetheart,” he hisses as your tongue swirls around his tip.
Your tongue presses against him, trailing along the vein on the underside of his cock. You try taking more this time and he guides your movements, making sure you can adjust to his size but you can’t help but gag around him as you feel him touch the back of your throat when you go too fast. You rub your thighs together to relieve some of the pressure building up for yourself, too. You swallow, the walls of your throat clenching around him, and Chris moans loudly.
“Fuck, Honey, fuck...”
You continue the actions with your mouth that you know Chris loves, and by the sounds the man above you is making, you can tell he’s getting close. You take him all the way again, and with a high-pitched cry of a moan, his high starts to hit him. And he’s gone for when your throat closes in on him, swallowing his hot release as best as you can.
“Oh my god,” he breathes, placing his hand on your back and bringing you up to meet his eyes “That was fuckin’ incredible.”
“Yeah?” you ask, and he wipes some of his cum from the corner of your mouth.
“Yeah,” he reaffirms, face still strawberry red.
“Well there’s a lot more where that came from. Ready to go again?” you ask teasingly once you see he’s hard again. “We can do this all day,”
“Goddamn, I’m lucky. Wanna be inside you now, Honey. Can I?”
“The birthday boy will get what he wants,” you smile slyly, as Chris starts to help to undress you, taking off your sleeping shorts and sliding his own over-sized tee shirt off your torso.
Once you’re both completely naked, you toss one of your legs over his lap so that you’re straddling him. Then, without any more waiting, he guides your hips so that you’re hovering over his hardened length.
You press your hands flat against his abdomen to hold your balance as you gently sink down into his hard member, letting out a quiet moan when just his tip enters you.
“Fuck, Chris,” you whimper, sliding down onto him a little further.
“Oh fuck. You feel so good, Honey. So good. Just for me."
You whimper and clench your eyes shut as you slowly feel him bottom out, inch by massive inch.
“Chris,” you moan out, your voice catches in your throat and you struggle to speak, “You’re— fuck, you’re— god, you’re so big,”
“I know, Sweetheart. Doin’ so good for me, though. Feel so fuckin’ good ‘round my cock,”
He places his hand on your lower stomach, feeling the bulge of the size of his member from inside of you.
“Honey. Oh, Honey,” he murmurs lowly, his voice breaking in pleasure.
All you can let out in response is a strangled whimper, rolling your head back and then around to rest your forehead against Chris’ shoulder. He sits up straight against the headboard of the bed and crosses his legs, digging his fingers into the flesh of your ass to pull you closer to him. Your feet wrap around his back and the new angle is even more stimulating for both of you. It takes a moment before you’re ready to move again, having to adjust to his size again before you’re driving your hips down into his once more.
When you feel closer to your climax, you want more control. So you uncurl your legs from around his back and instead bend your knees to press the bottom of your feet into the mattress below you. You meet his thrusts upward with your own bounces down onto his length. Moans and whimpers are accompanied by the slicks sounds from your bodies joining and the bed below you creaking. You can only hope Dodger’s left the room or is still fast asleep.
It doesn’t take much longer before your tight walls are clenching around him and Chris knows your body better than you do. He knows you’re about to come, and he also knows he’s practically about to burst.
“Chris, oh god,” you whimper, feeling your legs start to shake.
“Come for me, Honey,” he coos, gathering your hair in one hand to lick and suck on your exposed neck, nothing but a sheen layer of sweat covering your skin, “C’mon, pretty girl, come all over my cock,”
Your climax crashes through you with a breathy moan; you latch on to Chris’ shoulders and throw your head back. He finishes right with you, thrusting up into your tight entrance and coming hard for a second time this morning, painting your walls with his white hot pleasure.
“Oh god. Oh my god. Holy shit,” he pants, trying to recover his breathing.
A small groan escapes his lips and his eyebrows furrow in pleasure as you lean forward to kiss him. Air is only exchanged from his mouth to yours and your mouth to his, and you only break away when your vision starts to go a little fuzzy from a lack of proper oxygen. His sizable hands still spread wide on your back, brace you and hold you close to him while you both still work on coming back down from your highs.
A few moments pass, and with him still inside of you, before you know it, you’re both slumped down and tangled back in the sheets, your body on top of his, resting comfortably in a state of orgasmic bliss.
“Happy birthday,” you breathe out, leaning up and pressing a kiss to his beard.
“Y’know, maybe my 40th year won’t be too bad,” he sighs, pulling you closer into his embrace and humming softly against your cheek, “As long as I’m starting it out like this,”
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Wear Me Down
Pairing: Soft!Dark Ari Levinson x Female Reader, OMC x Female Reader
Summary: You never wanted a soulmate, but fate brought Ari Levinson into your life.
Word Count: Almost 6.9k (Yup! Sorry!)
Warnings: Tagging Dubcon to be safe (please do not read if this upsets you!), explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, possessive behavior, manipulation, mind games, angst, porn with feels, soft!dark Ari Levinson (he's a warning!)
A/N: For @stargazingfangirl18 's Siri's 5k Soft Dark Challenge (quote: "I can't stop thinking about you.") and @sweetlyscared 's Sweet Lee's Sad 1k Challenge (quote: "Do you love him?"). Congrats, lovelies!!! This is my twist on soulmates and I hope everyone enjoys. ❤️ Beta read by the wonderful @tuiccim , but any and all mistakes are my own. Moodboard by yours truly. Divider by the beautiful @firefly-graphics. Comments, likes, reblogs and asks are appreciated. ❤️
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Soulmates. Two separate beings condemned to spend their lives in search of each other. People yearned to find the other half of themselves. They prayed and begged for them. You weren’t one of those people.
You decided long ago that fate shouldn’t get to dictate who you were destined to be with. It didn’t seem right or natural. You didn’t need a stranger to complete you. Besides, what if your soulmate didn’t exist? Were you expected to be alone forever? And if they did exist, who was to say you would even like them? Let alone want to spend your life with them?
Luke wasn’t your “fated” soulmate. You knew that the moment you met. There was no aura surrounding him. Your minds didn’t link the moment you touched. But it didn’t matter. You fell in love with him as a person. It was your choice because you were free to make your own path in life. And you were happy with how things were.
“Oh, my god,” Luke moaned, bringing you back to the moment.
You smirked as you watched his eyes roll back. “That good, huh?”
“Good? It’s heaven,” he moaned again, licking his lips.
“Well, don’t hog it all,” you teased, reaching over to pull the dessert plate across the table. “I knew we should have ordered two.”
“You didn’t tell me it was that good,” he chuckled, trying to take the plate back as you smiled. “C’mon. One more bite!”
“No! You’ve had more than half.”
“Okay, okay. You win,” he said, holding his hands up in defeat as he gazed at you.
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t do what?” he asked innocently.
“THAT. That puppy dog look,” you answered, taking a slow bite of the chocolate cake.
“Should I switch to…” he trailed off as his head dropped, lifting it slowly with a pout. “The smolder?”
You almost spit your bite out, covering your mouth as you tried not to laugh. “Not even close.”
One of the things you loved about Luke was his ability to make you laugh. He was against the idea of soulmates, too. He saw too many people rearrange their entire lives just to appease others. He also saw people tear themselves apart when they didn’t find their other half soon enough. It was heartbreaking to see people crumble into themselves and so quickly. Neither of you wanted that.
“Actually, you probably should finish it. I can’t have another bite,” you said as you slid the plate back his way, wiping your mouth with the napkin.
“The smolder did work,” he winked, stopping in mid-bite when you rubbed your arms. “Cold?”
“No, no. I’m fine,” you replied, your eyes darting around the restaurant. It was a warm and cozy atmosphere, but you couldn’t shake the feeling in your gut that something suddenly felt wrong.
“Why don’t I pay the check and we can get going?” Luke offered, looking around for your waiter.
“Yeah. Maybe I’m just anxious to get you home,” you smirked, trying to be playful. Judging by the raised eyebrow you got in response when he looked back at you, it fell flat.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, taking your hand.
“I’m okay, Luke,” you assured him, trying to convince yourself as well. “I just want-”
“ARI! There you are!” a man across the room shouted, making a few heads turn. Including your own.
You stopped breathing when you saw the man, who you could only assume was Ari, begin to cross the room. If you had to describe an alpha male in look, it would have been him. The man exuded confidence and power, his muscles and large frame hardly contained under his clothing. The long, dark hair and beard only added to his allure. In fact, he was the most attractive man you had ever seen.
But that wasn’t what struck you. What got your attention was the glow around him. The red aura seemed to flicker as he got closer to you. Of course, it was red. Power. Passion. Love. It was him. Your soulmate.
You turned your head away before he could make eye contact and slid further into your seat. You prayed he didn’t see you, but how could he miss you? And why was he here?! You went all this time without him.
“We need to go,” you whispered as Luke flagged down your waiter.
“We can go as soon as-”
“We need to go. NOW,” you hissed, bumping the table as you got up. “So much for not attracting attention,” you thought.
“Is everything alright, miss?” the waiter asked as you fumbled to grab your purse, your hand shaking.
“Babe?” Luke asked, already out of his seat.
“I’m fine. I’m fine. I just need some air, okay? I’ll wait outside,” you said quickly, grabbing your purse and bolting from the table.
You knew the moment Ari stopped walking, his head slowly turning toward your fleeing form. You made the mistake of glancing back, seeing his blue eyes flash as he looked at you. He looked as if he would follow before his friend stopped him.
"I took the liberty of ordering you a scotch," you heard, thankful that you got the chance to slip outside.
The cold breeze hit your face as you stumbled outside, nearly losing your footing as you shivered. You concentrated on your breathing to steady yourself as you grabbed your keys. You debated getting in the driver seat as you got to the car before you decided on the passenger seat, too overwhelmed to drive. The car smelled like Luke's cologne and it only soothed you a bit.
You weren't sure how much time had passed when the driver door opened, making you jump.
"Woah. It's just me," Luke gently said as he saw your face, getting in and taking the keys from your hand. "Babe, you're shaking."
"Let's just go. Please."
He didn't say anything as he buckled up and started the car. You looked in the mirror when he backed out of the parking space and drove away, holding your breath until the restaurant faded from your vision.
"It was him."
"It was who?"
"It was him," you said again, refusing to say the word. Because that man wasn't… He couldn’t be. "Please, don't make me say it."
"Wait. Him? Your soulmate?" Luke asked, his grip tightening on the steering wheel.
"Yes. I saw his aura," you answered. "But it's okay. Maybe he didn't notice mine."
"I doubt that," he muttered, glancing in the rearview mirror.
"He didn't follow me out," you assured him with more confidence than you felt. You didn't want him to be upset or worried. "Can we just forget I mentioned it? Please?"
"How can you just forget?"
"Because I can," you stubbornly replied. Because you had to. You had your own life. You didn't need a stranger to mess it up. "Because I love you."
"I love you, too," he swore.
But for the first time, you heard uncertainty in his tone.
The automatic door buzzed as you stepped into the liquor store, shivering. The fluorescent lights made you squint as you went down the aisle. They never bothered you before, but you were on edge. You had a hard time sleeping the night before. A night in with a nice bottle of wine would help relax you. And it would hopefully make it up to Luke since you ruined the rest of that nice dinner.
You rubbed your arms as you searched for the right bottle. Why was it so cold? Or did you just need some rest? Smiling, you finally found the one you were looking for. But as you reached for it, a hand suddenly clamped over yours. The cold you felt was replaced by heat, like an electric current throughout your entire body. And it shook you to your core.
"You have good taste."
You drew a deep breath into your lungs and slowly exhaled as you turned your head. It was him. He found you. The aura surrounding Ari seemed to glow even brighter with his touch. Oh, God. He touched you.
"I'm Ari," he introduced himself, though you knew that. "What's your name, sweetheart?"
You mumbled your name in response when he kept his eyes on you. He repeated it, like he was tasting it on his tongue. As if he had the right. "How did you find me? You know what? It doesn’t matter. I should-”
"Did you really think I wouldn't notice you, sweetheart? Even if you weren't my soulmate, you know how to get a guy's attention."
You yanked your hand away, taking the bottle with it. The action made him smirk and you wished you could slap him. But you were afraid to touch him again. "You're not my soulmate. We don't know each other. And it's going to stay that way. I'm sorry."
He chuckled as if you told him a hilarious joke. "Let me pay for that."
"No thanks," you said, trying to walk around him. You gasped when he gently grabbed your arm to stop you, that current running through you again. Was it like that for everyone? How could they stand it?
"You already feel it," he whispered.
You wanted to deny it, but he would see through the lie. "I need to go. My boyfriend is waiting for me."
You chuckled this time at how simple he made it sound. "I'm not breaking up with him."
"Yes, you will. Or he'll break up with you, but I'm counting on you to make the right decision."
"You think you can tell me what to do because we have forced chemistry? It doesn't mean a thing. It isn't real."
Something you could only identify as deadly filled his blue eyes as he stepped closer. "You don't know the shit I've been through… What I've seen. I'm owed something."
The irrational part of you was curious and wanted to comfort him, but the real you took over. "Just because you're owed something doesn't mean I'm going to be your prize. Maybe fate was wrong. And I told you. I have a boyfriend."
"You're loyal. I respect that. But you should end it. It's only going to hurt him if you don't."
"Is that a threat?" you whispered as he brought a hand to your cheek.
"It's a promise," he whispered back.
You stumbled back, the bottle almost slipping from your hand. "I don't want a soulmate, so stay the hell away from me," you snapped as you walked away. You knew better than to push, but you stopped and looked back. "You know, I can't even feel you in my mind. Maybe this whole thing really is bullshit."
Something in his smile warned you that you just began a dangerous game when you walked away. And that you were going to lose.
"You've been quiet," Luke said as he opened the bottle of wine.
You were trying to decide how to tell him that Ari found you. It wasn't your fault, but you felt guilty. "Still tired."
"Maybe we can go to bed early," he suggested, smirking as he poured each of you a glass.
"Except I won't be sleeping," you teased, taking a sip as he handed one over. "Mmm. I needed this."
"Didn't I say you had good taste?"
The glass shattered at your feet. Your breathing picked up, trembling from head to toe. Ari's voice was like velvet in your mind, intimately brushing along the walls. A place you never invited him to, but he had the key. And you couldn't take it back.
"Babe, you okay?" Luke asked frantically, grabbing something to clean up the mess. "Be careful. I don't want you to cut yourself."
You tried to stand still, unsure of what to say. Maybe your mind was playing tricks on you. That had to be it.
"I know you can hear me."
You didn't move until you felt Luke take your hand. His touch was familiar, but feeling his hand in yours felt… wrong. You refused to accept that. He was the one you wanted. It was your choice.
"You're scaring me. Say something," he urged.
"Luke," you began, looking at him uneasily.
"What is it?" he asked, brushing his thumb along your palm.
"If he doesn't stop touching you, I'll break his hand."
You ignored Ari, but the threat was there all the same. "When I went to the liquor store earlier… He was there."
Luke pulled away, your arm falling to your side. You knew he didn't mean it as a hurtful gesture, but it still felt that way. "Did he touch you?"
You flinched at the accusatory tone. "Yes, he did and I'm sorry."
He searched your face, as if he was trying to see through you. "So, you can hear him? He can talk to you?"
You nodded. You weren't going to lie about it.
"Why didn't you tell me as soon as you got home?"
The accusatory tone again made you angry. "What was there to tell? I told him I have a boyfriend and that soulmates are bullshit. My life is still mine and that's that."
"But he's in your mind now!" he snapped, tapping his temple with his index finger. "You can't just… shut him out!"
"Yes, I can!" you shouted, taking a breath to calm down. "I don't want to fight."
His shoulders slumped as he pulled you into his arms. "Neither do I."
"I love you. This doesn't change anything."
"Oh, sweetheart. It changes everything."
You knew Luke couldn't hear him, but you already felt him slipping through your fingers.
You groaned when Luke held a shirt up from the rack. "No. Absolutely not."
"What? I think this would look good on me," he smiled.
"I wouldn't wipe my ass with that," you joked.
"That's good because I'm wiping my ass with it," he said without skipping a beat.
You burst out laughing as you took it from his hand and put it back. "No. That's a deal breaker," you teased before your smile fell.
"It's okay, babe. I won't buy the shirt," he promised when you looked around.
"No, it's…" you had that feeling again. Only it wasn't a chill any longer. It was like a blazing fire.
"See someone you know?"
As if on cue, Ari walked into the store. He looked like a predator on the hunt and you couldn't tear your gaze away. It wasn't fair how handsome he was or the fact the power clung to him like a second skin. And the smirk he gave you as he walked your way sent a spike of arousal so sharp your knees almost buckled.
"That's him," you whispered, your heart pounding as you reached for Luke's hand. Instead of taking it, he grabbed your arm instead and pushed you behind him. The protective gesture brought a soft smile to your face.
Ari stopped in front of you and you took a moment to compare the men. Luke wasn't a small guy or easily intimidated, but Ari looked like he could eat him alive. He also looked like he had wanted to toss you over his shoulder like a caveman and take you away.
"You must be the boyfriend," Ari said smoothly.
"Luke. And you must be her… Oh, wait. Nothing. You're nothing to her."
The words shocked you and filled you with a sense of pride.
Ari smirked as he took a step closer. "End it."
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Luke asked.
"I'm her soulmate," he replied confidently. "And I promise it will be much less painful if you just walk away. And if you don't? I'll bust down your door and fuck her right in front of you. Just so you can see how good she should feel before I get rid of you myself."
Blood rushed to your cheeks. Hearing that made you furious, but it didn't stop the image from filling your mind. Your body pinned beneath his, taking everything he gave you, until you screamed.
"You son of a-"
"Stop!" you demanded before they came to blows. "Ari, please. You can't just interfere in our lives. You have to understand that."
Ari's gaze softened surprisingly as it swept over you. "Don't make me do something to him you won't forgive me for."
You swallowed as his voice lingered in your mind. "Please, go."
“Get your stuff and get out. I’ll know if you don’t. Consider that your warning," he said, turning to walk away. You hated the way your eyes followed his frame and the way your heart ached with each step he made.
"We'll be fine," Luke assured you once he was gone. "What could he possibly do?"
Every morning for the last three mornings, the moment you opened your eyes, you were greeted with Ari's deep voice in your mind. And, every morning, you ignored him. You admitted to yourself that it wasn't easy. The natural pull made you want to answer him.
"Are you getting enough rest? You need your strength."
"When you move in with me, I expect us to have breakfast together. Work can keep me busy, but I won't neglect you."
"We'll have to go shopping together. I want this to feel like your home."
It was always a combination of things. What he wanted to do to you, how he saw your lives together. He always made sure you were taking care of yourself, which didn't make sense to you. He had to know you weren't resting well. Maybe the arrogant asshole was taunting you.
Oh, you picked up quickly that he was arrogant.
"I woke up so hard thinking about you. Are you wet? I know you're thinking of me. I can feel it."
"This shower would be better if you were in here with me. Your cries would sound so pretty when I bend you over."
"You'll be addicted to my cock. You'll wonder how you went so long without it."
Luke tried not to worry when he saw your strained smile as you both got ready each day, but it was all over his face. Truthfully, you were worried, too. It was a distraction. You weren't sure how much longer you could ignore him. And his words were getting to you.
When you looked to the future, Luke's face was no longer there. It was a blur. But the focus was slowly shifting to Ari. You tried not to think ahead. You didn't want to see in your mind what your heart was fighting.
"Let's call in," you suggested as Luke poured his coffee.
"I can't today. I'm in meetings all day."
"Are you sure? We can go shopping. See a movie. Stay in," you ticked off, giving him a small smile.
Luke set his mug down. "You really want to call in?" he asked suspiciously. "You never skip work. What's going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"Is it…" he trailed off, touching his temple.
"We talked about this. I'm fine," you brushed off.
"No, you talked about it," he argued. "You keep saying you're fine, but he isn't leaving your head, is he?"
"No, he isn't, but I'm ignoring him. I haven't answered him at all."
"And how's that working out for you?" he asked, crossing his arms.
"It's fine, like I said. I thought you were on my side. You said we'd be fine," you reminded him. And you had believed him.
"I am on your side, but ignoring him isn't the answer.”
"Then what do you suggest?" you pressed. Because you certainly didn't know what to do.
Luke contemplated before he grabbed his phone. "I'll see if I can conference in from here. I don't want you here by yourself. You take the day off and try to get some sleep. We'll figure this out."
"Thank you," you whispered, getting your own phone to message your boss.
"I'll keep the door shut so the noise doesn't bother you," he said, kissing your forehead before he made his call.
You groaned as you flopped back on your bed a few minutes later. Thankfully, your boss was understanding and you had more than enough personal time saved up. Maybe Luke was right. Sleep would help and your head would be clear.
"Skipping work, huh?"
You groaned again. Of course, he knew. God, how did others stand someone being in their minds? The strange thing was, it didn't feel bad with him. That pissed you off because it shouldn't have felt good.
"Talk to me."
You closed your eyes, seeking out the link. You weren't sure what you were doing, but instinct took over. "Ari, you need to stop this."
"You have a beautiful voice."
The compliment made you heart somersault before you could stop it. "Thank you."
"So tell me what's so bad about being mine."
"That right there. You think I'm yours. You feel as if you have some kind of claim on me when you don't. I built a life for myself and I don't want to live depending on another. I know that isn't fair to you and I'm sorry."
"I built a life for myself, too, but I'm adapting so you can be part of it. We can adjust to this together, but you have to give me something to work with."
You sighed as you pinched the bridge of your nose. "I can't. I'm sorry."
“Don’t you feel empty, too, being apart from me?”
One of the bitter things about soulmates was the distance. Too much time apart, especially denying the bond, made it harder. “I’m not talking about this anymore. You need to try and forget about me.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you.”
"There are plenty of others out there."
"They aren't you, sweetheart. They'll never be you. Trust me. I tried to fuck you out of my heart before I even met you. All it did was make me feel empty. And now that I have you, you think I want to let you go?"
Your gut twisted at his words. "You don't have me."
"But I will and it's going to feel so good.”
You inhaled sharply, your heart beating faster. “Please, don’t say anything else.”
"Just imagine it, sweetheart. On my knees in front of you, slowly peeling down your soaked panties. Oh, we both know you'd be drenched and twitching for me."
Your pussy clenched as an image of him looking up at you, his pupils blown, flashed behind your eyes. "Ari."
"Fuck, I can practically taste you on the tip of my tongue. So sweet. So wet."
You gasped, swearing that you felt his tongue lick a strip along your folds. Fuck, you felt his beard, too. How was that possible? "Stop."
"But the first time I really make you come will be on my cock," you could hear the gravel in his voice. "You're going to say my name when you do. And when I fill MY sweet cunt, you'll know in your fucking soul that you. Are. Mine."
You almost reached between your legs to relieve the ache, but you gripped the sheets instead. "Ari, stop!"
"That's not what you really want. You know what you want more than to be wrecked by my cock? You want to feel whole. I'm the only one who can do that."
You wanted to scream in defiance. Or burst into tears. There were cracks in your heart that you didn’t know existed, but what did he have to fill them?
"Believe it or not, I actually admire your will. I'm not trying to break it. But we'll see how much longer you last."
You took off the rest of the week and couldn't find it in your heart to feel bad. Not with the images that refused to leave your mind no matter how hard you tried to block them out. You scrubbed the counter, unable to stay still as you tried to distract yourself. Adrenaline continued to surge through your veins as you finished, moving to the next task.
You used to pride yourself on your resolve, but maybe you were weak. How else could you explain how easily and quickly you were breaking down? You wiped your hands when you heard the front door open, rushing to see Luke. He was there. He was real.
"Hey, babe. I thought I'd come home early and-"
You pressed your mouth to his, not giving him a chance to breathe. "Bed," you ordered as he picked you up.
"I really need to talk to you," he tried as you kissed along his jaw.
"Bed," you said again.
He groaned as he carried you, not questioning what had gotten into you. Not even a minute later, you were tossed on the bed. Luke crawled up your body, his mouth finding yours again as pinned you down. You reached down and popped open the button of his pants as you kissed him deeper, making him gasp when you unzipped them and pushed them down as far as you could.
"Babe, we can go slow," he offered, sitting up a bit when you hiked up your shirt.
"Just fuck me," you hissed desperately, pushing your underwear down. You could talk later. "Please, just fuck me," you begged in a softer tone, reaching for him when he took himself out of his underwear.
Luke was always good to you with foreplay, making sure you were ready. But you saw the lust in his eyes from your demand as he settled between your thighs. There was something else there that almost made you pause. Why did it look like his heart was breaking? He slid his hands beneath your ass to lift you before you could think more on it, the head of his cock rubbing against your slick hole, before he slid in.
You moaned as you closed your eyes, putting your hands on his shoulders to keep you steady. The familiar stretch had you clenching around him and you wondered just how quickly it would take for you to get off. The broken whimper you let out made him groan as he pressed you further into the mattress.
"I love you so much," his voice cracked as he thrust deeper.
"I love you, too."
His mouth found your neck as he rocked his hips, his beard making you shiver as it scratched your skin. Your eyes flew open as your nails dug into Luke's skin because he didn't have a beard. "Luke," you gasped.
He moaned your name as you looked up at him, but his eyes were shut in ecstasy. You blinked and you saw Ari above you, staring right into your eyes. You felt him in you. Blinking again, it shifted back to Luke. Your body went lax beneath his as you squeezed your eyes shut.
"How badly do you need to come, sweetheart?"
The hands that moved to your hips felt different. It wasn't the touch you knew, but it was the touch you craved. It terrified you. You dared to open your eyes again and all you saw was Ari. Your soulmate. Bringing you higher and higher.
"Come. Give him one last treat."
You couldn't stop your body from seizing, crying out from your release. You didn't give yourself a chance to enjoy it as the image fell away, shoving Luke off of you as you tried to catch your breath. He called after you as you rolled from the bed and bolted to the bathroom. You barely had a chance to shut and lock it before you went to the toilet, retching.
The pounding at the door seconds later didn't even make you look up. "Babe, are you sick?" he asked, trying the handle. "Please, let me in."
"Be right out!" you called, gagging again as you began to cry. How could you face Luke when you thought about Ari? When you felt him? How could you tell him you came because of another man?
"He'll get over it."
"Shut up! Shut UP!"
"He will. He knows he's losing you. He lost you before he even had you. And he has his own soulmate out there. You do realize you're hurting them, too?"
You got to your feet, your stomach still rolling as you went to rinse your mouth. "Please, leave me alone. Please.”
"It hurts when you reject me. I know you can't stop thinking about me. I know you ache for me. I ache for you, too."
You wiped your eyes, looking in the mirror. You looked worn out. "I mean it, Ari. Stay the hell away from us and stay out of my mind."
"All this hurt and pain for what? Giving fate the middle finger just so you can say that you're right? Guess what, sweetheart? You're wrong. And I am fucking tired of you denying me. So… fucking tired."
You rubbed your arms as a chill rolled down your spine. The soft growl in his soft voice was enough to intimidate you, which angered you because you didn't owe him a thing. You stubbornly clung to that.
"I'll see you soon."
Luke sat on the sofa with you, not speaking for a few minutes after you told him what happened. You felt sick seeing the look of betrayal on his face. "Do you love him?"
"What?! No. How could you ask me that?" you asked. "I love you."
"But you're thinking of him. You're seeing him," he said, putting his face in his hands. "I've seen others fall apart. I didn't think it would happen to us."
"Falling apart? It hasn't even been a week since we saw him at the store."
"And look at you!" he shouted as he lifted his head, making you move back. "You're skipping work. You're thinking of him when we're sleeping together. You realize it's only going to get worse, right?"
Your lip trembled as you shook your head. "No. We love each other. That's enough to make it work."
Luke stood up, slowly pacing back and forth. "Except it isn't enough."
"Yes, it is," you said, standing up to take his hand.
"No, it isn't," he said, stepping back before you could touch him. "That's why I came home early."
"Why?" you whispered when he wouldn't look you in the eye. "Why?!"
"Because I’m saying we're done," he whispered, tears in his eyes as he finally looked at you. "I love you. I do, but… I can't do this. Neither can you."
You let out a bitter laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. "You don't mean that."
"Yes, I do," he said with a finality that broke your heart.
"Did something happen?" you asked, tears clogging your throat when he shook his head. Was that why he looked so heartbroken in bed? Because he knew he would walk away? "I don't want to lose you or what we have. Please."
"I'll stay somewhere else for the next few days until we can get this sorted,” Luke sniffled, like he was trying to hold himself together. "I'm thankful I had you as long as I did. And I know love exists because of you. I'm always going to cherish that."
You let the tears flow freely. You two were supposed to beat fate. But was this the path all along? "So, that's really it. You're done with us?"
Luke took cautious steps toward you, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I’m sorry,” he said against your skin, walking around you as you crumpled to the floor.
Sobs wracked your frame as you tried to process what just happened. It felt like another bad image in your mind, but the sound of the door slamming shut made you cry harder. He walked away. Was it your fault?
You cried until your head hurt, not lifting yourself from the floor when you stopped. You expected to feel Ari’s voice brush in your mind, but you didn’t hear anything. There was no warmth. No comfort. Nothing.
You were met with silence. That was what you wanted all along. So why did it feel like your heart broke all over again?
A knock at the door made you open your eyes. You pulled yourself up, cracking your neck. Sleeping on the floor wasn’t your brightest idea, but you were too hurt to care. You didn’t even check your reflection before you went to open it.
You felt the warmth before you saw Ari on the other side. You wanted to bask in it. As he stepped inside, making you step back, you wanted to know why he was there. And how he found you. But he was your soulmate. He would always know where you were and when you would need him.
"Are you happy?" you asked. “He left. Isn’t that what you wanted?”
When Ari didn't respond you shoved his chest. It was like pushing a wall of pure muscle as he stared with that stoic expression. You tried again and he didn't budge, your anger surging.
"Damn you! And fuck you!" you shouted, your mental walls crumbling to rubble. "You ruined everything! Because of you, I lost the man I lo-"
Ari gripped the back of your head before you could finish the word, crushing his lips against yours in a bruising kiss. He bit down on your bottom lip, dragging it between his teeth. His tongue followed, slipping into your mouth as you gasped. The dam broke completely as the taste of bittersweet sorrow was forever committed to your memory.
"Don't say his fucking name and don't you dare you say you love him. I'm going to spend all weekend fucking him from your memories until all you know is me."
The distinct sound of fabric tearing hit your ears, your breasts spilling free from the ruined shirt. “What are you-”
“You were soaked the moment you saw me. Don’t deny it,” he snarled, your panties joining the torn shirt on the floor.
You felt his hunger and it fueled your own. His need filled your mind until it was all that you felt. It was manipulative. It was euphoric. The desire that only a soulmate could fulfill.
“He’s gone, but I’m here. He gave up on you, but you have me.”
His hands explored you as he sought the silken heat of your mouth again. Every touch lit a fire under your skin. You leaned into it, wanting it branded on your skin. Your heart began to piece itself back together as much as you wanted to wallow in the pain.
“Doesn’t it feel good to give in? To know that you have someone who will never let you go?”
“I don’t love you,” you argued as he stripped down. Why weren’t you stopping him? Why did you want to see all of him?
“You’ll learn to love me. Unlike you, I took the time to explore your mind. Because I never left.”
You trembled as you saw his muscles ripple. He really was built like a god. And you knew he was there in your head. He would always be there.
“I love you with everything I have,” he swore, his hands finding your breasts with ease. They ached and swelled as you pushed against his palms. It was like your body wasn’t your own. “And I’m not letting you go.”
Your throat tightened as he took you to the floor, like the bed was too far away. Fighting this bond ruined the life you had. You knew you would never have it back. With Ari hovering over you, you felt ruined all over again because you needed him. You couldn't stop the tears that filled your eyes and you didn't care if they made you look weak. You had never felt so helpless in your life, but he was there to anchor you.
“Do you remember what I said?” he asked as he slapped his hard cock against your pussy. The feel made you jolt. Would he tear you in half with it? As much as you feared the pain, you knew your body would accept him. “You’re going to scream my name when you come on my cock. That’s a fucking promise.”
He surged forward and sheathed you in one, deep thrust. You cried out in protest, even as your body molded to his. He gripped your chin when you tried to look away, making sure your eyes were focused on him.
“Relax, sweetheart. You were made for me.”
His hips rolled once some of the tension left your body, his grip sliding to your neck. Your pulse beat frantically as he surged in and out, feeling him squeeze gently before he let go. Each movement drove out the terrible longing you felt. Your back was likely to be sore later from how he was taking you, but you didn’t care.
“I would have made our first time beautiful if you let me. Gentle. Tender. But you’re fucking stubborn. And this is just as good.”
He pulled back until only the head of his cock was inside you, snapping his hips to bury himself into your wet heat. He repeated the motion as you shouted, a dark smirk on his handsome face. Your arms slipped around his neck, keeping him close as he thrust deep. You shuddered as your eyes rolled back, your hips moving restlessly against his.
"There you go, sweetheart. Your pretty little hole is hungry for my cock. Knew you’d take me so well.”
“Fuck!” you cried, your body humming in undeniable pleasure. You felt him in your heart, mind, body and soul. He was everywhere. You’d never get him out. And, after having a taste, your soul didn’t want to let him go.
“You’re mine, do you understand me?” he grunted as you tried to meet his thrusts.
“Yes,” you moaned, shuddering again. The countless, perfect thrusts had you clenching rhythmically around him. A hand reached up to grab his hair, unsure if you wanted to make him groan in pleasure or pain.
“Say you’re mine,” he growled, licking his thumb before he reached between your bodies. You nearly sobbed when he found your clit. “Say it.”
“I’m yours!” you shouted, seeing him flash a smirk again as he rubbed the swollen bundle of nerves. “Please.”
“Cocky bastard,” you thought.
“Heard that. You know what you need. Just say it.”
“Please, let me come!” you begged, your head falling back as the last word ended on a choked breath.
“Come on my cock and say my name, sweetheart,” he said, pinching your clit.
You screamed his name, nearly sobbed it, as you arched and clutched at him. It was the most powerful orgasm of your life, the aura around Ari exploding in colors you didn’t know existed. Your cunt sucked him in to the point it was almost painful to keep him there, but your body refused to let him go.
“That’s my girl. Fuck, you drenched me. Trying to drown me with your beautiful pussy. Never letting you go.”
You were pliant as you lay there, your body still buzzing as he lost his rhythm and rutted into you. The warm splash on your insides moments later was like the final balm you needed, his moan of pleasure sealing the fate you denied. You were complete. And you knew he was, too.
You shook again as you clung to him, trying to catch your breath. You felt the link from your mind spread everywhere, irrevocably tying the two of you together. The intensity almost smothered you. He rubbed your side soothingly as he kissed over to your ear, panting gently against it. “Who do you belong to?”
“You,” you whispered.
“And I’m yours. Don’t forget that.”
Barely a week. That was all it took to make you forget Luke and wear you down.
Ari studied you later as you slept, smiling to himself as he touched your cheek. He leaned over to check his phone when he knew you wouldn’t stir, dialing one of his contacts. “Where is he?”
“Checked into a hotel. We have eyes on him.”
“Keep it that way,” Ari said, looking down at you again. “Remember, if he comes back this way before we’re gone, kill him and his family.”
“Consider it done. Though I would think the visit we paid him at his office would have been enough to scare him away for good. But, Ari, are you sure you still want him alive?”
Ari smirked a little. “She thinks he gave up on her and he’s going to have to carry that around the rest of his life. Each time he looks at his family, it’ll be a reminder of what he let go of. And he knows she’s really mine because he was too much of a coward to actually fight for her.”
“You really are a cruel bastard.”
“I know, but I warned him. He should have let go when he had the chance,” he chuckled, wrapping a leg around you to keep you close. “And my girl really is special. She’ll adjust.”
“And if she doesn’t?”
“Then I’ll make her. She’s my soulmate, after all.”
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warnings: smut. 18+ only. oral sex (male receiving). cum play. grinding. post sexy time cuddles.
word count: 600
author's note: I couldn't stop thinking about how he'd look standing over me with that hair, okay?
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Imagine Ari looking down at you as you take his cock into your mouth. His lean torso a map of valleys and peaks, speckled with chestnut hair. His abdomen flexing with every hoarse moan you pull out of him.
Thick, auburn locks cascade down his face, shading his handsome features as he takes in the sight of you on your knees whimpering with each bob of your head.
"God, what a sight." His fingers outline your jaw as you widen your lips desperate to consume every inch of him.
“Trying to swallow me whole, Baby?” he purrs, a smug grin tugging at his lips, “Can’t get enough of me, huh?”
He's careful to not drive his hips into your mouth too hard as he savors the warmth that's wrapped around him. You tease his crown with swirling licks and build an intense pressure that causes his jaw to go slack.
His teeth clench when you double your speed and milk his length with care. "I can't-" his breath hitches, voice straining as he's just on the edge.
Your eyes flutter shut when you feel him swell, staining your tongue with his musk. His sack is heavy and warm in your hold as you softly roll his balls and feel him growl from the sensation.
The pads of his fingers dig into the curve of your jawbone as his hips take over and thrust into your mouth in a hurried frenzy. Your belly plummets into your core when he lets loose a ragged, drawn out moan of pleasure.
Salty heat envelops your taste buds making you preen and vibrate his sensitive girth. He gives a hearty chuckle from the ripples of over stimulation as your lips curl around his shaft, sucking the last few drops of spend from his sack.
He falls back against the wall with a huff, so spent and worn from your talent. You swirl his seed around in your mouth relishing the taste as he speaks. “Open up, Baby.”
Your mouth parts showing him a watery mix of his seed and drool before you let it spill over your sticky lips. The lewd mixture dribbles down your chin and neck, making a mess of your blouse but you can’t help but smile up at him.
He loves it when you dirty yourself up with him.
“C’mere.” A solid hand to the nape of your neck pulls you to your toes and a searing tongue licks at the fallen spend that stains your skin. You grind your throbbing core against a denim thigh, the smallest amount of pressure making your world spin.
His lips slot over yours, diving his come covered tongue into your mouth as the two of you share his taste. Burly hands drop to your ass and fall into sync with the gyrations against his leg.
A deep growl emits from his bare chest and it makes your core spark to life as you fly head first into a blissful peak. His hold is strong as you ride out your pleasure, coming with a raspy scream into his parted lips.
You come down from your elation with soft kisses and slide from his hold when your heart beat resumes its normal pace. Hazy, cobalt pools shine as you tear off your dirty blouse and opt for one of his t-shirts.
“Let’s take a nap.” You whisper, reaching towards him with a welcoming hand. He intertwines your fingers and spoons into your frame as you settle down into the sheet tousled bed listening to the waves crash in the distance.
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Fic Recs #18
I’ve decided to start creating some fic recs list, mostly because I am too always in search of good fics to read in my constant thirst for whatever it is I’m in need at the moment. I hope this will come in handy to at least one of y’all.
no expectations, by @andiebeaword - for when you want to suffer in your unrequited love for Spencer that’s not quite as unrequited as you think - but might as well be. My favorite part is Spencer’s utter inability to deal with his emotions. (Spencer Reid angst)
crowned sin, by @angrybirdcr - for when you want to be swept off your feet by prince!Ransom, who really needs to find someone to marry. My favorite part is the plot twist! (Ransom Drysdale smut)
murder at the whorehouse, by @gotnofucks - for when you want to be submerged in a murder mystery filled with sexual tension provoked by pornstar!Steve Rogers and your very own boss, Sargent Bucky Barnes. My favorite part is that the reader is a badass detective in this. (Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes smut)
a very good morning, by @stargazingfangirl18 - for when you want to wake Ari Levinson up to satisfy your hunger and let him use your body to satisfy his, too. My favorite part is that reader gives into her own needs despite her inner struggles to accept her situation. (Ari Levinson smut)
a simple solution, by @sweetlyscared - for when you want to be Ari’s soulmate but Andy’s submissive at the same time. My favorite part is how they find a way to be together. (Ari Levinson, Andy Barber smut)
Don’t forget to reblog and leave a comment for these talented writers!
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Welcome to my masterlist, where I’m still learning and figuring shit out. Let’s begin shall we?
I write 18+ material, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
I see writing as a form of creative artwork with everyone having its own liking or preference to it. I write for fun, not demand, asks/requests are always welcomed. I decide if I want to pursue a request.
Your media consumption is your own responsibility, proceed to read with care. Warnings have been up and mentioned, if I missed any please feel free to let me know. Do not interact if you are uncomfortable with any of the given warnings or if you are a minor(can’t stress this matter enough).
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Andy Barber - Coming Soon
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Ari Levinson Masterlist
Your media consumption is your own responsibility, proceed to read with care. Warnings have been up and mentioned, if I missed any please feel free to let me know. Do not interact if you are uncomfortable with any of the given warnings or if you are a minor(can’t stress this matter enough).
I do not consent to have my work copied, reposted or translated on any other platform. Reposts on any given platform have been reposted without my permission or consent. By reading this, you agree that you are at least 18 years old!!!
Ari Levinson x Female Reader
Deeds For The Big Screen *
Summary: You’re taking power into your hands when your actors don’t seem to do their job and are wasting expensive production time.
Warnings: 18+, explicit sexual content, explicit language, sexwork, porn industry, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, oral receiving (f), swearing
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I debated whether or not to make an introduction post or just to fill send and post my first fic, but here we are! My name is Jo, I live on the East Coast, I’m 21, I have an amazing, bratty cat named Dove and I’m a 9-1-1 dispatcher. Writing in my free time has always been something I try to do, and lately (well, over the last few years) I’ve been doctoring up a good amount of smutty work based on our lovely Chris Evans and his characters. Additionally, being a female, I do only write from a female’s perspective, since it’s what I’m comfortable and familiar with.
I have a few things lined up that I’m soooo excited to share with you guys. Here’s what the laundry list looks like so far.
Family Values: Ransom Drysdale x (adopted) Cousin!Reader
You and Me, Kid: Steve Rogers x Reader
‘Tis The Damn Season: High School Sweethearts!Ransom Drysdale x Reader
Take It On the Run: Ari Levinson x Reader
I’m still learning the ins and outs of Tumblr writing, so a lot of things are foreign to me, but I promise I’ll do my best!
Thank y’all for reading and starting this journey with me! I’m excited for what’s to come xx
— Jo 🪐
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Congratulations Natalie 🎉🎉✨
Your slutty wheel of fortune was so fun, I’m cackling. Seeing ‘squirting’ in confetti was exactly what I needed! So here you go queen:
Squirting + Ari + “You’re going to need crutches when I’m done fucking you.”
Bronte!!!! Holy fuck this is such a good one! I started cackling as soon as I saw it.
Thicc beefcake smut, no minors!
You could feel Ari's gaze following you through his house, his eyes searing your flesh wherever they caught you.
The man had been giving you those lingering glances for weeks. Ever since you started consulting at his architecture firm, he'd been thinking about you a little too much. He'd never jerked off at the office before until he had caught that brief glimpse of your pretty lace bra when you had bent over next to him to review his presentation.
You were loving every fucking second of it. Was it extremely unprofessional trying to seduce someone you were working with, even if it was only for a couple of months? Yes. Could anyone really blame you? No. Your friends had immediately stopped all their objections once you had pulled up his Instagram page, especially when they got a look at him in a wetsuit.
But he wasn't making a move, and it was driving you crazy. You didn't know what else you could do to break him. You almost went into the office without panties yesterday, but that was too forward even for you.
So now you were drinking a glass of sangria in a snit at his monthly cookout, frustrated that your typical seduction dance didn't seem to be working on this man. You hated making the first move.
The party was starting to wind down, your other coworkers slowly filtering out and muttering polite goodbyes as the tension between you and Ari steadily rose until it was almost suffocating. You turned to set your glass on the counter and drew in a deep breath as you prepared to pounce on him.
"So... Jesus Christ!" You had no idea how he made it from the front door to the kitchen so fast but you were not ready for him to wrap his arms around your waist and start growling against your lips. "Fucking finally!"
"I'm sick of your goddamn teasing." He snarled as he lifted you off the floor and started carrying you towards the bedroom. "If I had to go one more week watching you prowl around the office in those barely professional outfits, I was going to explode."
"Well excuse me for having to up my game so you would finally make a move, Levinson." You ripped his shirt open and tossed it down the hall, humming when you could run your fingers through his perfect chest hair. "I can't believe you didn't cave when I practically shoved my tits in your face."
"Of course you did that on purpose." He rolled his eyes and gripped the hem of your dress, pulling it over your head and sighing at the sight of your nipples pebbling in anticipation. "Fuck me."
"I've been trying to." You grinned at him and reached behind you to open the door to his bedroom. "Not my fault your stubborn ass took fucking forever."
"God, that mouth." He wasted no time tossing you on the bed and working on unbuckling his belt. "Part of me wants to shove something in there to shut you up, but I think I'm gonna wreck that pretty pussy first."
"Yeah, how you gonna do that?" Your teasing smirk fell as your mouth dropped open once his pants fell to the floor, his cock springing fee and bouncing up against his abs and making your whole mouth fill with saliva. "Wow. I mean, my expectations were high, but, shit."
"You think you can handle all of it?" Now his tone was teasing, his fist dragging over his prodigious length as he strode forward to stand between your knees.
"Oh, I can take it." You were not going to give up your upper hand that easily.
"Good." He grinned at your yelp when he flipped you over and dragged your hips back against his own. "I'd normally take my time and savor this, but now I've got a good look at you," Your whole body jolted when he slapped your pussy, a low growl vibrating his chest when he watched your hole twitch and sucked your slick off his fingers. "And I don't think I can do that anymore."
All you could do was shriek when he speared into you, his hips smacking against your ass at a vicious pace while his fingers dug into your waist.
"Ah, fuck. Ari!" He was dragging over your sweet spot with each drive of your hips and making it impossible to think straight, your voice leaving you in a thin wail as he brought you right to the edge almost embarrassingly fast. You could feel the thoughts draining from your head like honey out of a broken jar, your mouth falling open and your fingers digging into the bedding painfully as you tried to keep yourself from shattering.
"Don't hold back now, honey, c'mon." Ari curled over your back and buried his face in your hair, his hands moving to dig into your tits as he nipped at your ear. "Choke my cock with that tight little cunt."
Those filthy words sent you right over the edge, a strangled moan falling from your lips as you spasmed wildly underneath him. Your release coated his length in a thick cream that made it easier for his movements to grow even more wild. His breath was hot as he panted against your neck, one of his hands trailing up your neck until he could cup your jaw and turn your face so he could devour your mouth with his.
This was exactly what you needed. The unbridled passion and need completely overwhelming all your other senses until it was just the two of you, your bodies writhing together in a frenzied embrace as you abandoned all your carefully gathered control.
He swallowed each of your tiny mewls greedily, grinning against your lips as your hips started moving to meet each of his thrusts. Your back arched to give him better access to your mouth, your tongues curling against each other in a wild tangle while your pleasure started gathering again in a fury.
"Jesus fucking Christ." You started muttering a string of curses when he shoved his knees under your thighs and brought the two of you up to a seated position. He somehow managed to twist your spine even further so he could duck under your arm and wrap his lips around your as much of your breast as would fit in his mouth and sucking a harsh bruise against your skin, sending a jolt directly to your core. "Ah, shit."
The brush of his teeth was all you needed to fall apart, your fingers digging into his hair and yanking harshly as your whole body tried to arch off the bed. Your breath left you in a desperate scream as you fluttered wildly around him, his arm around you waist holding you close and keeping you pressed to his body as he continued mouthing at the curve of your breast.
He had fully intended to keep going, but when he felt you squirt all over his lap that went out the window. You felt more than heard his soft grunt against your skin, his hips stuttering a few times as he pumped his thick cum into your pulsing heat.
Both of you sagged into the bed when you were finished, the odd angle of your previous position making it so Ari's face was pinned under your breasts. Neither of you seemed to mind though, your fingers running through his hair lazily as the two of you panted against each other.
"Well, fuck, baby." He rolled you over and rested his face on your chest. "I have to say, the payoff was definitely worth the wait."
"Says you." It was too hard for you not to be a bitch so why bother trying. "I just can't help thinking we could have been doing this the whole time."
"Fuck's sake." He snorted and rolled his eyes as he sat up over you, pushing his hair out of your face and giving you a playful scowl. "Only you would complain after I gave two pretty spectacular orgasms. Don't fucking talk." His lips smashed against yours to keep you from sassing him again, his body covering yours as he forced your thighs apart with his own. "Hope you don't have any other plans this weekend, cause we're gonna make up for lost time. You're gonna need crutches when I'm done fucking you."
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A Very Good Morning
Pairing: Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader
Summary: You wake up horny AF, so you wake Ari up too.
Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Explicit language. NSFW. Mild, consensual somnophilia. Oral sex (m & f receiving). Anal play. Unprotected sex. Cockwarming. AU. 18+ only!
A/N: Alright y’all, I promised you some NA!Ari filth, and I’mma deliver. Enjoy 😘
You wake from your dream suddenly, breathing heavier than normal, sweat dotting your forehead.
You can’t remember any details of your dream, or much of it at all really, but you know it was dirty, and you know you’re left woefully unsatisfied.
And so fucking horny.
The awareness of your body and that dissatisfaction washes over you slowly. From the aching peaks of your nipples, to the ruined state of your panties and the urgent need to be filled and stretched and fucked within an inch of your life.
You glance beside you to find Ari still blissfully asleep.
Your gaze takes its time drinking him in, all that firm, golden flesh and that dark, wiry hair peppering his chest and stomach. The line of it that trails down the center of his torso is like a visual invitation and you follow it—accept it—as you carefully sit up in bed beside him.
Your fingers twist in the sheets near his hip, gently tugging them down and away, your gaze fixed on the reveal of that glorious cock of his, soft against his thigh and nestled in the dark hair at the root of his pelvis.
If you weren’t out of your mind with need right now, you’d hate yourself for the way you actually salivate at the sight of him, at the urgent, mindless need to feel him hard as steel and seated deep within you.
You’re reaching for him before you can talk yourself out of it, your fingers trailing along the soft, warm heat of him.
Drawing your knees up under you, you pause to tug off your sleep shirt, already feeling too warm and stifled. You shimmy out of your panties while you’re at it.
And as you curl over Ari’s hips, fingers teasing along his length and watching it twitch in awareness at your touch, part of you revels in just how naughty you feel right now, with slick oozing down your bare thighs as you press soft, slow kisses to his stiffening cock.
It swells before your lust-blown eyes, Ari letting out a quiet grunt in his sleep as he shifts, his brows furrowing as his head lolls on his pillow.
Smirking up at him, you gently take his cock in hand, your grip firm as you give him a few tugs and almost laugh at the way his hips rut up, eager for you even in sleep.
He makes another quiet noise as your tongue slowly drags along his tip, your taste buds singing at the salty, bitter tang of him.
And when you finally draw him into your mouth, feel the heavy glide of him over your tongue, Ari wakes with a sharp inhale, his bleary eyes blinking open and gazing down the length of his tense body to find your sparkling gaze already on him as you hollow your cheeks around his cock.
“Christ,” he groans, his voice gravelly from sleep and desire, his big hand reaching for you, sliding against your cheek, fingers curving over your jaw as he ruts into your mouth.
And you welcome him further, eyes closing as you relax your jaw, breathe through your nose, and take him as deep as you can, until you’re gagging around him, the constriction of your throat making him hiss as you slowly pull off of him with a wet, salacious pop.
“What’s gotten into you?” He rumbles, blinking owlishly as you stroke him slow and lazy.
“Nothing yet,” you smirk. “Why don’t you do something about that, Mr. Levinson?”
He’s on you before you can blink, big body rolling up to a sit, hands grabbing your sides and yanking you against him as he kisses you so deeply and thoroughly you whimper into his hot mouth, delighting in the twirl of his tongue against yours.
“How do you want me, sweetheart?” He murmurs as he pulls away.
You twist away from him, settling on all fours as you glance at him over your shoulder, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as a smirk curls it’s way across Ari’s mouth.
He rises up behind you, shifting closer, a big, warm hand landing on each of your ass cheeks and spreading them wide.
You moan at the lewdness of it, head hanging between your shoulders as you feel the cool air hitting your soaked pussy, and then you’re jolting forward as you feel Ari’s face pressing against your folds from behind.
“Ari!” Your fingers claw into the rumpled sheets as he licks up your slit, his tongue a firm, slow drag as he hums at the taste of you.
You cry out again as his kisses up to your puckered hole, teasing the tight ring with his tongue as his fingers glide over your clit.
“Oh my god,” you cry out, unable to stop yourself from pushing back against his face, his wicked tongue.
Laughing, Ari pulls away, grinning at your disappointed mewl and the way you’re already squirming and begging for him.
Giving your ass a slap, he pushes your legs further apart, taking his cock in hand and stroking himself a few times as he stares down at your wet, clenching hole, mesmerized.
The sound of unabashed pleasure you make when he eases the head of his cock inside you, stretching you open and paving the way for the first slow, hard plunge of his cock drives him wild.
Groaning, Ari pushes into you further, hands falling to your ass and spreading you open so he can see your sweet, tight cunt gobble him up, every hard, aching inch of him.
When he settles flush against your ass, you gasp again, and he rolls his hips, giving a hard rut until he hears that sound you make when he punches the air from your lungs because he’s filling you up so good, just right, as deep as he can go, so there’s no question just how much you belong to him.
“Is this what you wanted, sweetheart?” Ari teases, smoothing a hand up the arch of your spine. “Needed my cock filling this sweet cunt?”
“Yes!” You cry out as his hands slide up your sides, then around, until he’s squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples and you’re groaning, all mindless, for him.
When his hips retreat only to drive back into you hard, rocking you forward on the bed, then doing it all over again, settling into a hard, fast pace, you keen, chanting, “Yes, yes, yes,” and “Please, please, please,” to the rhythm of Ari’s surging hips.
You drop your head to the sheets with a moan, fingers clenching around whatever you can reach as you rut back against Ari desperately, loving the heavy pounding of his balls against your clit, the way you can hear just how fucking soaked you are for him, can feel it drenching your thighs.
You’re already so close as needy, inhuman noises fall from your lips, because forming words is too hard, and thinking is impossible.
You just know you’re close and it feels so good but you need more.
There’s a desperate lilt to the noises you’re making now, sweat coating your body as you spread your legs wider, urging Ari deeper, wanting to feel him everywhere.
But still, you need more, and because Ari knows you—knows your body—so well, his fingers are dancing over your clit before you even need to ask.
Your next cry is sharper than before, your toes curling and calves cramping, your orgasm building and building and you’re hurtling closer to release as that coil twists and twists deep in your center until—
You cum with a high pitched wail, your body convulsing with the force of your orgasm, the pleasure flooding through you as your pussy clamps and clenches and has Ari moaning behind you, pounding into you harder.
You feel like you’re floating, static buzzing in your head, you’re body still trembling but feeling so light, so good, so fucking sated as you sag against the mattress with a delirious laugh.
You hum at Ari’s hoarse shout and the warm rush of his cum flooding your still fluttering cunt, biting your lip as you feel some of it leak out around his cock as he gives you a few more hard, jerky thrusts.
He sags against your back with a satisfied groan, his cock going soft but still filling you up, keeping you stuffed with him and his spend as he nuzzles along your shoulder and presses kisses to the sweaty nape of your neck.
“As far as wake up calls go,” he murmurs against your ear, “Mark that down as a favorite.”
Your giggles are muffled against the sheets, your body still delighting in the pleasure that hasn’t quite faded yet as you feel Ari grin against your shoulder.
When he goes to pull away, you reach for him without thinking, catching his fingers with yours and a quiet, “No, not yet.”
You tug him back toward you and have him following your collapse against the sheets as you lounge on your side, Ari curled behind you, your bodies still connected.
Once the fuck drunkenness wears off, and your armor is back in place, you’ll squirm away and act like this was nothing, just another day, just another fuck.
But for now, you bask in the afterglow, in being the little spoon, in the way Ari’s holding you tight and chaining soft, slow kisses down your neck.
You drink it all up, greedy for it—for him—for just a little while longer.
WELCOME TO RUIN, MY GOOD HOES, AT LEAST I’M NOT ALONE IN THIS HORNY PLACE! 🥺😭
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Respect 1/3 (Ari Levinson)
Summary: You are a Beta that belongs to an all women pack. You and your pack were originally from Virgina but drove to visit family in Boston. You spent hours on the rode and stopped by a bar and grill to stretch their legs. Ari smelled you as soon as you stepped foot outside of the car, he wanted you but he used something that you rarely experienced before.
Characters: Steve Rogers x reader (platonic), Bucky Barnes x reader (platonic), Ari x reader (romantic)
Notes: Heidi is my own character, A/B/O dynamics, mentions of Alpha! Steve Rogers, Beta!Bucky Barnes, Beta! Natasha Romanoff, Beta!Thor Odinson and Alpha! Tony Stark, GIF is not mine
*Y/M/N= your mates name
*Y/A/F/N= your alphas first name
*Y/A/L/N= your alphas last name
Knocking on Steve's door, Bucky opens the door with a wide smile. "Come 'er, ya squirt." He says, wrapping an arm around your neck and pulling you into the house.
"Get off of me, Bucky." You say with a giggle. He drags you into the living room where Natasha, Bruce, Thor and Tony all resided.
Your playful behavior soon shifted when you notice an unfamiliar scent. "Who else is here?" You ask, your voice loaded with alarm. "Relax, Y/N. This is Roma, our new omega," Steve says with an arm around her waist.
"Clearly she's more than just a new omega, she's your omega." You taunt, making Steve growl in warning. "Relax, Steve. I'm just yanking your chain. I'm Y/N honey, nice to meet you." You say with a respectful nod.
"You're friends with a lot of Alphas," she squeaks, making everyone in the room laugh. "Yeah, well what can we say. He has charm." Natasha purrs and you shrug in agreement.
Feeling a sharp pain in your chest, you cry out and collapses to the floor. You claw at your chest as you rest on your knees. "Y/N, what is it?" Bucky asks frantically as he kneels down next to you.
When he places a hand on your shoulder, your head snaps forwards with your eyes glowing an empty blue. Your teeth shifted into your wolf set and you whine in pain. "What's happening to her?" Roma asks but Steve tells her to be quiet.
You're seeing through your mate, Y/M/N's, eyes. He was looking up at an Alpha and a Beta punching and kicking down at him. He put his hands up to cover his face and curl into a ball to block the blows.
Your body spasms when reacting to the blows they were landing on Y/M/N. Tears flood your eyes when you could no longer see through his eyes. "Where are you?" You ask telepathically.
Standing from the floor, everyone was now crowding around you. "Corners Street," he says weakly. "I'm coming baby, just hang on a little while longer." You say, before dashing to the door and ripping the door open.
"Steve we have to go after her. She'll kill somebody." Bucky reasons. "Alright," Bucky grabbed his coat and rushed out the door, Steve going the same. You shift into your wolf form and dash through the streets as fast as your four legs could take you.
Slowly approaching your Y/M/N's lifeless body, you nudge his face with your snout. And his eyes snap open. "Oh thank God," you say in your head. You look from side to side before shifting into your human form.
"It's okay, baby." "Y/N," Bucky calls from Steve's truck and your head snaps to him. Pulling Y/M/N up from the ground, he winces as he puts all of his weight on you. You drag him into the truck and tell them, "Take him to the hospital and keep an eye on him."
"No, you're coming with us. You're bonded and he needs you right now." "I'm going to find them and pull out their entrails. And don't you dare stop me."
You threaten and Steve gets out of his truck angrily. Grabbing your shoulders, he pulls you closer to him and lifts your chin so you're looking up at him.
"You're coming with us." He says, pines and needles litering your skin. He was using his alpha command and you hated it.
"Get in the car," he adds before pulling away from you. Piling yourself in the car, Bucky tried to touch your hand but you growl at him and he retreats.
Steve hops into the driver seat and pulls out into the highway. Your hand latched onto Y/M/N's hand and you really wished you had the ability to take some of his pain away.
His body trembles with pain and you telepathically say, "I'm sorry, Y/M/N." "It's not your fault," he says, squeezing your hand tightly.
Steve looks at the two of you through his rearview mirror. Arriving at the hospital, the nurses put him on the gurney and roll him into the ER to operate. You wipe some sweat from your forehead with your blood stained hands.
Bucky tried to touch comfort you but you push his hand away. Steve and Bucky watch as you pace through the waiting room. Both of them wanting to say things but knew you would shoot them down. Once your anxiety reaches its peak, no one can calm you down.
Hours later, a crew of doctors and nurses came in with disappointed looks on their faces. "Oh God," you say, clutching your chest. A broken howl leaves your lips and Bucky catches you when your knees buckled.
"Y/N," you wake up with a growl, scaring everyone in the car. "Sorry," you mumble. "Had another bad dream?" your pack mate, Heidi, says. You nod in response. It's been a year since Y/M/N died and even longer since you broke contact with Steve and Bucky.
They were good friends and had positive intentions. But whenever you think of them, you think of Y/M/N.
And your heart hurt too much to think about him. Pulling your phone out of your pocket, you scroll through your messages until you saw Bucky's name.
"Come on, doll. Don't shut us out. Not when you need us the most."
"It's okay to let go, Y/N. I understand." He says a couple weeks later and that was the last message you had from him.
Moving onto Steve's messages.
"If you're going to be mad at anyone, be mad at me. Just don't shut Bucky out, Y/N/N. I was the one that forced you with the alpha command, and I'm sorry for that. Just don't take it out on him."
"Y/N, please. At least let us know you're okay."
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard. "I'm doing fine. I found a new pack that makes me feel at home." You started typing, but then you delete your text and shove your phone back into your pocket.
"You guys hungry?" Your Alpha asks from the driver's seat. There were a few scattered yeses but you chose not to say anything.
What you wrote in the text was true. The pack did make you feel at home. You just chose to stay quiet and keep to yourself. Only put your opinion in when asked but when you feel that someone is disrespecting your pack, your family.
Your words tear them to shreds before you need to sink your claws into them. "Y/N, honey, you hungry?' she asks, glancing at you.
"I need a drink, so sure." "Alcoholic drink or regular drink?" She asks. "Both," you say, smiling when you notice her smiling.
Your Alpha recognizes your past and knows that you can step up when she needs her to. And for that she respects her more than the rest of the pack, though she'll never admit it. Pulling into a gravel parking lot, your Alpha parks in the front row and you open the door.
Hopping out, you step out of the way so the remaining nine people can come out. Your bones pop when you lift on your toes and twist your body side to side.
A pack was sniffing in your general direction. Out of the 12 of you, 7 were mated and claimed. The remaining 5 were free reign, or so they thought.
Those five were minors except yourself. You snap at them and all of them looked away from you. Your Alpha was at the front of the line and nods to you, and you stand in your rightful place as the tail. You all walk in and some of the chatter died down a little.
"Nothing to see here, mind your business." Your Alpha states. "A table to twelve please. Could you put two six seaters together?" Heidi asks. "Sure thing, follow me." You all follow the hostess and shot glares at the Alphas that were eyeing your pack.
Sitting down, Heidi passes a menu to each of us. You felt a pair of eyes on you but chose to ignore it. You were not in the mood for another alpha trying to stake their claim on you. "I have to go to the bathroom," "Yeah me too," more agreements grumble in the group.
"I'll go with them," Your Alpha says, standing from the table. You stay with the remaining five women and they converse among themselves about the menu. Hearing a chair scrape across the hard wood floor, you just know that you had to put someone in their place soon.
"Hey there beautiful," a man says, brushing a few hairs behind Heidi's ear. She squeaks and cowers into her chair. "Don't be scared, sweetheart. I'll take good care of you." "She's a minor, you pedo." You snap. "I'll just wait for her to turn of age then," "No you won't. Leave the table."
He places a hand on either side of Heidi and looked down at her. You stand from the table and approach him. He reaches out to touch your chin and you grab his wrist. Digging your claws into his wrist, you twist it until you heard a pop.
He yells out in pain and cradles his broken wrist in his hand. "You see that's what's wrong with you men, you never take no for an answer.. until you're put on your ass." You say loud enough for the whole bar to hear.
"Approach us without common sense and I'll slit your throat." You add, scanning the room for any contenders. This time you find the man who's been staring at you. It's an attractive man with a broad shoulders and chest.
His black button up stretches around his swole biceps and brings out his skin tone pretty well. He had a well groomed beard and a strand of his long, dark brown hair was resting on his forehead and his eyed you amusingly.
A small smile was perched on his lips but before you could say anything, you heard your Alpha crying out in pain. You, Heidi and the three other betas rush towards the bathroom where an entire pack was pinning them down. Your heart races when you see blood trickle down from where they were being held.
You flip over a chair and broke off two of the legs. You plunge each leg into a back and the men collapsed to the ground, struggling to pull it out. Another man run towards you and you drop kick him into the wall. You grab another man's head and slam it against the wall.
Getting a running start, you jump on his shoulders and use your momentum to throw him to the ground. You go into a somersault and kick two men in the face. You felt a hand on your shoulder and turn to see a man swinging at your face.
The next thing you knew, a strong hand grabbed his wrist before it hit you. The man from earlier stepped into view and growls at him. He punches him in the face and he falls to the ground.
Eyeing him suspiciously, he cracks his knuckles and reaches out to grab the throat of a beta trying to run away after trying to violate one of your betas.
The man from earlier hold the beta in front of you and you use your claws to slice open his chest. The beta drops to the floor and you look over your shoulder to see your Alphas pinning the other Alphas by the throat.
"A female pack can't even get food anymore." She retorts. "Ridiculous," she adds, dropping them so they could scramble away. "Are you alright, guys?" Your Alpha asks. You suffered from a few scratches but nothing too serious.
Glancing around the group, the suffered similar injuries. "Hi, I'm Ari. Ari Levinson." He introduced, holding a hand out to your Alpha. "Y/A/F/N Y/A/L/N," she states. "They're did a terrible job representing Boston packs. I'm sorry about that." Ari explains.
"Thank you for helping. It was appreciated." Your Alpha says. "Well it seems like you had it under control," he says, making eye contact with you. "Miss Y/A/L/N, I would like to take your beta out to dinner." He adds.
Who is this guy? You've never had an Alpha ask for your hand before. An Alpha never ask permission for anything, period. Your Alpha ponders for a moment before saying, "She's all yours. What day did you have in mind?"
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(ꈍᴗꈍ)ε｀*) 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 @𝔟𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔶𝔰𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔶𝔟𝔲𝔤💞𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔩𝔢𝔱 𝔪𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶 𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔰😚
𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 — 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢
𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔣𝔦𝔠 — little dove (the winter soldier x reader — ddlg)
𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰 — 𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤
𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔢 — 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔢 <3
𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔠 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔰 — 𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔰 𝔟𝔶 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔠𝔨 𝔬𝔲𝔱
𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔰 — 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱,, 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔡𝔞𝔶 - 𝔦𝔱 𝔯𝔲𝔫𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 9𝔞𝔪 - 9𝔭𝔪 <3
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