#ari levinson x black!reader
Text
|| Party Girl ||
Summary: You secretly go to a party mid exam season and your friend forgets to exclude Ari, your responsible senior boyfriend, from their social media stories. To make things worse, said party is at his rival, Ransom Drysdale's house, who unbeknownst to you, ends up posting a picture of you two together.
Pairing: Daddy/Cg!Ari Levinson | Little!You.
Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) do not own Ari Levinson. This is a mature story so browse at your own discretion. Minors do not interact.
Warning(s): Smut with plot (c'mon it's me), spanking (ass and pussy), punishment, protective!Ari, possessive!Ari, Daddy kink, ddlg vibes, orgasm denial, rough p-in-v, cock warming, slight angst because we are being responsible for once, mean Ari, dacryphilia, humiliation, begging, doggy style, hair pulling, choking, slapping, dumbification, unprotected but reader is on birth control, creampie, degradation, maybe slight fear kink.
Note: First independent Ari fic go boommm~ Also omg I'd forgotten how good ddlg can be lmfao the warnings literally increased a shit ton from the teaser. Lots of love to everyone who was so nice to the teaser. Feedback is much appreciated 🩷
MASTERLIST
"Mmm, Dadduuuuu~" the remnants of the painkillers that you had hurriedly chugged down were still bitter on your tongue as you returned to your boyfriend in the living room. Sliding over the couch from behind, you crawled into Ari's lap and nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. The stiffness of his form went unnoticed by you due to your much unfortunate hungover state. Him not turning the tv on to watch some sports should have been the second sign that your fate for the day had been sealed before you had even woken up. The first was him showing up to your apartment unannounced and cooking you breakfast. Not that you knew it yet, it was to prepare you for what was coming. You foolishly took it for granted and thought he had come over to study together as he sometimes did on Sunday mornings.
"Slept well, baby?" You purred into his soft hair to signal agreement as one of your hands reached to snake around his dark brown locks.
"Yes, Dada~" you gave the third sign yourself. It was habit for you to get super clingy whenever you were sick… or hungover. "Followed bedtime rules~" as you smiled and craned your neck to bat your lashes up at him after lying through your teeth with shameless confidence, you sighed to yourself.
God.
You really, really, really loved and appreciated your boyfriend but right now you wished more than anything that he rather have some other plans today.
Because it was 8 in the morning on a Sunday!
Since you had snuck out, you had to pretend that you had gone to sleep at your bedtime; which was 10pm. But the truth was that you had stumbled into this very apartment with your roommates at 4 in the morning drunk off your rocker! All you wanted right now was to crawl into your bed and sleep the whole day away.
"Oh, is that so?" You were too tired to notice the mock in his faux amusement.
"Of course, Daddy!" You tightened your other arm around his broad shoulders in as convincing a way as you could muster. "Good babies follow Daddy's rules, right?" Shame nipped at your cheeks so you kissed his cheek to hide the blush that was spreading across them.
You felt bad but if Ari found out, your butt would feel worse.
Besides, what he did not know could not hurt him.
… Right?
Ari nodded, leaning his heavy body to one side in order to fish his phone out of his pocket before he unlocked it, softly squishing and pulling your ass with his free hand. "Do you have a twin, baby?"
Your eyebrows furrowed and you snorted at the randomness. "What?" When he did not respond and kept swiping away on his phone you added, feeling just a little uneasy now. He only behaved like this when something was wrong. "Of course not, Daddy."
"Then this is just the craziest little thing, isn't it?" He turned to look at you and the intensity in his sky blue eyes made you gulp.
"What is, Daddy?" You had checked your app settings three times to make sure he was excluded so it couldn't be that.
… Right?!
"Come here" the pretentiousness in his enthusiasm was clear as he 'excitedly' pulled you closer. Ari was not like that. He was the chill, laid-back kind of guy and you were the frivolous, fussy and noisy one. "Look at what I saw on Dee's story last night!" As he showed you a screen recording of one of the many stories your friend had posted last night, your blood ran cold. "Doesn't this girl standing between her and Steve look just like you?" You gulped as he pointed at a carefree you having the time of your life doing silly TikTok dances with your friends as your titties bounced in the skimpy outfit that you wore to the party.
Oh, he did not appreciate you wearing those kinds of clothes in public settings.
Especially if he was absent at said settings.
"But of course, it's just a lookalike" Ari nodded sarcastically in a fake reassuring manner, every word laced in mock. "Because… wait, when was this? Oh, yes" he checked the time it had been posted. "This was way past my baby's bedtime who was in bed after studying for her upcoming exam the entire day!" Since it was a screen recording -you could always count on criminology major Ari for precaution-, the next story played and there you stood happily doing another dance with… fuck.
You were dead, done, dusted, deceased.
Or at least, your ass was.
Your urge to kick Dee increased with the passing second.
"And of course, the party was at Drysdale's house" the blood under your face was bubbling. "So there's no way that's my baby because she would never betray me like that, right?" Ransom was Ari's arch nemesis.
The major fellows continuously rivaled each other in grades and their respective sports. While your boyfriend was the football captain, Ransom was that of the basketball team and there was even a rumor that they had initially competed for the title your boyfriend now held all throughout their freshman year. Since Ransom refused to be subordinate to Ari, he had left shortly after losing to him and had joined the team he captained now.
But Ransom had always been so nice to you it didn't feel right being mean to him!
Or yes, perhaps he was a tad bit too nice.
You were naive and Ari was overprotective.
Another story rolled on. Dee had the camera in selfie mode as she pressed her cheeks against Steve's -her boyfriend-, who was nuzzling against her and laughing at you along with her. You were having a chug off with– you wanted to facepalm with all the strength you had.
Fucking hell, you did not even remember meeting Ransom let alone having a beer race with the guy! And now there was footage of the event you had blanked out in your unhappy Daddy's phone!
Why had he even hung out with your group for that long?!
"This girl is gonna get in soooo much trouble!" Steve tipsily pointed at you as you drunkenly cheered and waved in the camera upon being shown, grabbing another bottle from your boyfriend's rival but only sipping at it now. In your defense, you did not remember the Ransom bits because you couldn't care less for the guy and you were probably too drunk by the time he found your group.
"Shhhh, it's a secret, guys…" Dee pretended to whisper into the camera. "Ari doesn't know she's here, we excluded him from our stories!" The football captain was a renowned campus topper so it didn't need any more explanation than that.
How said captain managed to keep up with all of his obligations, was a popular mystery.
"And she's gonna be one sorry little girl when he finds out" Steve spoke like the loyal friend that he was to Ari, both his substitute captain and childhood best friend. His girlfriend laughed and switched to back-camera again to show you. "He's not gonna be happy, you know?" The blonde man was heard speaking to you as though you were a child and you were glaring at him exactly like one.
"I am a big girl!" You scowled as you shot back, cheeks puffed and arms crossed. "And if he's gonna be unhappy then that's just too bad!" Dee had told you that her boyfriend shared the same old fashioned thoughts as your Daddy regarding certain things. "Because I don't CARE! He's not here and I am!" You giggled into the camera as you stumbled closer, your nose colliding with the lens as your whole group laughed with you. Then, as though you hadn't damned yourself enough, you grabbed the camera and looked into it. "Sorry not sorry, Daddy! If you mind so much… come and stop me? Oh, what's that?!" You winced and cringed at the girl in the video -you- as she put her hand behind her ear to 'listen' better. "You can't?! Because you don't even know?! Oh–" the phone was snatched from you with a cackle and the story ended abruptly along with the music and laughter.
How the hell did you not remember any of that?!
Your face was hot in embarrassment.
And what the hell would you even do that for?!
"Huh" Ari snorted as he cocked his head to the side. "Did you hear that, baby? They were talking about me" you looked anywhere but at the smug man, praying for your ass and wellbeing. "But since there's only one me and I only have one baby…" You gulped as you gingerly detached yourself from him and tried to move away only to fail. Daddy had a near death grip on your butt.
His suspicions from yesterday had just been confirmed. Ari could read you like a book and he had noticed something was off about your behavior yesterday. To which you had denied by brushing his questions off and assuring him that everything was fine.
Only…
Your heart was hammering against its cage in panic. Clearing your throat after nervously chuckling a little, you tried to politely twist free from his rough hands. "Y- You're right, Daddy… that's n- not me" now why would you say that?! As Ari raised an amused eyebrow at your sheer audacity, you went to stand.
"Is that so, little girl?" And then you dared to nod, only digging your grave deeper.
"Yeaah… Oh! I think my phone's-" you tried to make a run for it but one heavy arm wrapped around your form to make you stay put.
"Oh, yes" much to your horror, Ari took your phone out from his other pocket now. "Your phone, how could I forget?" Unlocking the screen showing a picture of you two cuddled up on a camping trip, Ari tapped on your Snapchat app. "I am so proud of you for following all your rules and studying hard yesterday, baby" he said as he tapped through your many stories from last night before swiping to story settings to find him crossed out. "I really treasure the trust we have built in this relationship" that made you lower your head, his disappointed voice enough for your throat to tighten. Now he tapped on your Instagram and went to a pending tag request. "And the mutual respect is just off the charts" your eyes stung and bottom lip wobbled when he pressed at said request.
Ransom had tagged you in a selfie he had posted with you, the both of you posing with your drinks. The caption read 'Saturday night shenanigans' and there were comments from his friends about– of fucking course.
No wonder he had clung to your group like a leech after spotting you amongst them last night!
He had used you to one up Ari.
You opened your mouth to speak and raked your tired mind for excuses. But none came. When you slowly looked up at your pissed off boyfriend, you sniffled in defense and gulped down the huge bile that had formed in your throat. His anger was justified. What was he to make of all this?
You would have reacted in a much worse manner had you been in his place.
Hell, you actually had ghosted him for a whole week early on in your relationship once because some cheerleader was getting too handsy with him.
That was before Ari had taught you how to communicate.
Jeez, he knew everything, didn't he?
Why couldn't you just shut up and obey your Daddy without question because he clearly knew best?!
"I… s- so sorry, Daddy…" His face was stern; features hard and eyes a dull disappointed blue instead of the usual intelligent bright coral. You tried to say more but shame strangled you and your bottom lip wobbled again. "Sorry…" Turning around in his arms and placing yourself flat against his lap, you couldn't help but pout. You wanted to say more, you really did. But no words came.
Ransom's stupid post had closed all paths to easy redemption.
He was so dead!
You just knew Daddy was not going to let him get away this time.
"Are you?" The arm that faced your back laid down along its length, his elbow firmly digging between your shoulder blades to nail you in place. "Or are you only saying it because you got caught and are in trouble now?" A hiss left you when he squeezed your ass and caught an old bruise in his grip.
"N- No, Daddy!" You whined. "R- Really do m–" your words were sucked out of your throat in a gasp when Ari gave a particularly hard pull to one of your cheeks, causing your pucker to painfully stretch sideways in the process.
"I am sorry, what was that?" You pouted.
He got so mean during punishments!
Yet, you could feel your special parts bubble up to life. "R- Really do mean that I am s- sorry, Daddy!"
The older only hummed. "Good" before his calloused fingers disconnected with your ass cheek only to come down on it with a heavy smack a few moments after. "You should be." A loud grunt left you as one of your feet kicked up defensively.
"Oh!"
Ari hummed as he drew his hand back and then brought it down again, your cheeks jiggling in the process. "Yes, oh" the sarcasm was making your cheeks burn even hotter. But as his hand worked on your poor little butt that was sure to have started blushing even in its still clothed state -which were some panties that you wore under one of your boyfriend's huge shirts-, you realized that things were yet to get worse.
Much worse.
"Lying" five smacks followed that and you jumped with each one. "Sneaking out" each of your cheeks received a spank before your naturally wet panties -Ari was to fully blame here, his existence alone triggered you- were peeled off with a click of his tongue before six repetitive strikes were administered to your now blushing and much nude butt. "Staying up past curfew!"
"Sorry, Daddy!" You could do nothing but helplessly grip his leg and lay ass up at his mercy.
"Oh, already, little girl?" Ari's calloused palm was relentless as it continued to collide with your fleshy cushions after being pulled back up in air to produce as much force as possible. "But I have barely even started with you yet" you kicked your legs to help and fight the pain of his harsh slaps, your spoiled little butt jiggling feverishly with each hit.
"Oh, nooooo!" You couldn't help but sink your teeth down into the hard muscle of his lap when a particularly hard thump fell directly atop your pucker and made you feel as though it had shattered the rim.
Ari was a really strong guy after all.
"Oh, yes" your boyfriend taunted as he paused his hits to harshly squeeze one of your cheeks before pulling it away from the center and creating space between your legs. "You disobey Daddy, lie to him and break his rules to go to a party that–" your lips formed into an 'O' shape as you arched your back and nearly mewled in response when he cupped his free hand against the curve of your blushing ass, fingers tapping against your moist core. "Ransom fucking Drysdale is hosting," your tingling pussy was now beginning to warm up due to his incessant pats. "And then as if that's not enough, you party with him and fucking post about it–"
"Ouchie, Daddy!" You cried out when he pulled his hand out from between your ass cheeks only to resume the spanking. "Please!" You were sure that your whines and pleads were going to wake the girls up.
… Not that it would be the first time that they would overhear you getting absolutely railed or punished to fuck and back.
"Oh, and let's not forget hiding your silly little social media star adventures from your Daddy!" Your eyes were starting to tear up from how badly your poor ass was throbbing.
"Swear I am sorry, Daddy!" Ari clicked his tongue when you tried to get away, placing a firm hand on the small of your back to keep you trapped and meek. It continued like that for a couple minutes and it was only when you were afraid his next hit would draw blood did he stop.
Only…
"Dirty little girl" Ari grunted as he moved down and onto your soaking pussy now. "Making a mess all over the fuckin' place while she's being punished, tsk" your bottom lip wobbled as you blinked away stars that the heavy slap had caused. "Is your silly little brain too stupid to understand that this is not playtime, huh little girl?" The tenderness in his mocking words made you the wrong kind of warm and before you knew you it, tears were streaming down your face due to how exposed and sensitive you felt.
"... N- No, Daddy" you sniffled and he snorted. "N- Not playtime…" Your mouth quivered.
"Ah, great. The good old academy award performance!" Your features scrunched and you sobbed out loud at that, trembling when Ari slapped your core again. "How could we leave that out!"
"R- Really do mean it, D- Dada!" Your boyfriend tutted before connecting another strike to your vulnerable folds.
"Is that why you're leaking like a dumb little slut?" Your eyes clenched shut as you anticipated yet another spank but were surprised when one of his fingers pressed into your leaking slit instead. "Because you're so sorry?" Your body tensed and fingers tightened around his leg regardless of the suddenness, whilst his invaded and explored your narrow passage of flesh.
"Daddy…" Your head fell limp as you hissed, clenching around his finger as it slowly pumped in and out of you.
"Do you think you deserve to feel good after you humiliated your Daddy like that, little girl?" Your frantic breaths got heavier and more labored as his finger gained momentum. "Making all those asinine big girl speeches and daring your Daddy to participate in your kiddy little games like he has the time?" You could only shake your head as you sucked on your thumb since it had snuck its way into your mouth out of habit, willing your hips closer to your relief.
But Ari knew your greed too well.
And his thick digit was pulled out of you with a loud and devastating plop to which you reacted with a sharp turn of your head, gaping up at him with your teary eyes with shock painfully evident on your face.
The male shook his head with a sigh. "You really thought I was gonna let you off the hook just like that?"
"B- But…"
"But, what?" The edge of his words along with the intimidating raise of an eyebrow killed all your protests in your throat.
"N- Nothing, Da–" You hicupped. "D- Daddy."
"Hm, that's what I thought" Ari nodded sarcastically as he kept his eyes on you but continued to torture your pussy with the lightest of rubs and prods for a short frustrating while. "Get your backpack" you whimpered at his tone which was still as harsh as ever.
He was still very much upset.
"Y- Yes, Daddy" lifting your body off his and onto your feet, you couldn't help but lower your head in shame as you waddled away while biting your lip to hold back your sniffles.
Grabbing the carelessly discarded backpack from a corner of your room, you rubbed your stinging eyes as you walked back to your giant of a man, your shoulders trembling into a shake as you tried to breathe and were forced into a hiccup instead.
Ari didn't take it from you when you held it out to him, as not per usual. "Take out a practice notebook and a pencil" oh, fucking shit. Your eyes welled up with tears again when he refused to acknowledge your puppy dog eyes, instead crossing his huge arms over his broad chest and raising an eyebrow at you, "well?"
You opened your mouth to try and plead your case but his unimpressed expression made you close your mouth momentarily before finally uttering out a quiet, "Y- Yes, Daddy."
You were not graced with a good girl today. Instead, your boyfriend rested his back against the couch and watched you squirm under his dark, intense gaze while carrying out the order. As your hands shakily fiddled with the zippers of the bag, you contemplated whether to whine and pout your way into getting him to melt. But then a bitter flashback of the image Ransom had posted heated your cheeks and you couldn't help but lower your head in complete defeat.
When you had finally fished out the items he had asked for in the most awkward and downright pathetic manner -as you dropped multiple things a couple times before fulfilling the seemingly basic task-, you nervously shifted your weight onto one foot, silently holding the items out to him again.
Usually, he made the makeshift quiz paper himself.
But.
Ari was not in the mood to pamper you in any way. Well, that's what you got for vehemently lying to him all day yesterday when he was being so loving and sweet. He had even offered to come over and go to sleep together all cuddled up. To which you had made some half-assed lame excuse.
Your boyfriend's next orders were to open a new page and jot down a question which basically asked for a summary of all the academic tasks he had planned for you yesterday. You gulped to yourself as you pondered whether to confess or pretend to solve the contents that you didn't even bother to look over let alone study.
In your humble opinion, only geeks studied during the weekends.
But one look at Ari's face and you knew your only option was the latter. Because you could not take disappointing him yet again so soon.
Though deep down you knew it was inevitable after what you had done.
So, off you went pretending to write into the page while trying to hide it from him, desperately raking your mind for any information similar to the keywords. Except you forgot that you could never win against your boyfriend who was now reaching for your elbow. Your whine turned into a grunt when your throbbing butt cheeks were not only lowered to make you sit on his lap so he could look at what you were doing, but the material of his clothes grazed against your sensitive skin. And then his fat tip prodded against your swollen pussy.
You weren't allowed any time to adjust -not that you needed any, courtesy of his cruel punishment- before you were lowered all the way down on his angry red leaking cock. Despite your attempts to be as quiet as possible to keep his annoyance in check as much as could be managed at this point, you cried out at the intrusion.
Your boyfriend was way too big for you not to.
The skin of your impaler was hot and rigid, erect in long and thick cable-like patterns in certain places, the top grazing against your most sensitive part and causing the formation of neon stars in your vision while the even thicker base violated your intimate part like it was meant to be treated that way. Your heartbeat was in your ears.
"Well?" Ari's taunt was nearly breathless. "What are you waiting for?" Right. His beard tickled your arm as his cheek pressed against it to have a better look at your nonexistent work. "Go ahead."
You had gotten so carried away by the much needed penetration, that you had momentarily forgotten about the object of your doom that stared up at your hot face blankly from its position in your hands. Though as you went to begin your little game of pretend for just until you could ride his dick -or just rub against it- into relieving the ache between your legs, your boyfriend's heavy arms wrapped around your waist and restricted any and all movement, his warm chest pressing into your back.
Your mouth fell open when you felt Ari press your stomach inwards against his cock, its ridge pressing up into you with the full intent of now intruding you even deeper. His throaty chuckle spent vibrations up your pussy and spine alike from where he connected with you.
"You seriously didn't think it was gonna be that easy, did you, little girl?" Your lips wobbled into a pout as you whined softly, feeling sweat break out on your skin as you struggled to write, then erase, scribble a meaningless half sentence and then rub it clean with the eraser once more.
When you didn't respond and instead took your frustration out on the poor paper that was yet to see something substantial, Ari threw his head back and gave a loud laugh. The action caused formation of another series of cruel reverberations that were still not the required friction but enough to edge you on and you cried out in exasperation, crossing a word out this time because your patience had had it with the eraser though the force you used to do so caused the nib to break.
"Huh, you did think it was gonna be that easy!" You resisted the urge to fling the notebook across the room, instead half turning to whimper at him in a pleading manner.
"P- Please, Daddy…" His blue eyes ignored your glassy ones and instead traveled to the notebook in your hand.
"Hm, let's see what we have here so far…" Unwrapping one arm to hold the bunch of binded papers that was dangling from your hands at this point, Ari hummed. "Nothing, how surprising" you didn't think it possible for him to sound any more disappointed than he had already done but here you were.
"Daddy, I am sorry!" Your frustrated whine was loud enough for him to finally look at you and that with a challenging twinkle in his eye. "I- I mean…" Biting your lip, you couldn't help but lower your head, unable to hold his gaze in these kinds of situations. Ari Levinson was an intimidating man, boyfriend or not. "I- I am sorry that I broke almost all the rules–"
"Almost?" You bit your tongue and tried to reach for his hand but were denied the pleasure.
"Sorry, sir…" Taking a deep breath to calm yourself and try to clear your clouded head, you continued. "I am sorry that I b- broke all my rules yesterday" his silence and lack of movement signaled that your offense required more rectification than this. "I am sorry for not being honest and l- lying about everything that I did wrong and– ah~" a sensual whine forced itself out of your throat when his cock suddenly twitched between your walls.
"Go on" maybe he was liking this. Perhaps this was the way.
It had to be.
You had fucked up enough for a month and redemption was a vital need.
"A- And…" Your heart rate picked up even more. "I am s- sorry for not listening to you about Ra-" your heart jumped when his body tensed and you had to recompose yourself before continuing. "... About R- Ransom. You were r- right and I should have trusted your word because Daddy always means well…" You could make out his growing smirk from your peripheral.
"Oh, is that so?" You whined.
"I am sorry, please! I get it! I will never question your word ever again, I promise!" Because that was what this was about, the extra cruelty anyways. "J- Just please…" Your opening was so sore.
It was crazy how good he was at holding himself back.
You were too impatient for edging.
"Please, what?"
"Please use me, Daddy…" You dared to peak up at him through your lashes. "N- Need you so bad…"
"But big girls don't need Daddies" you could scream out at this point.
"I am not big, Daddy! I promise!" Your voice finally broke and tears came flowing down in frustration, his arm still not allowing your hips any movement. "I… D- Daddy's dumb little baby… dunno anything…" Leaning closer to him, you were glad to finally be allowed his hand when you reached out for it yet again. "N- Need him t- to think for me… and take c- care of me…"
Ari sighed and stayed quiet for a few moments before speaking, hopefully contemplating whether you had suffered enough or not.
Preferably the former.
And then. "Because you can't do it on your own?" You shook your head eagerly. "Because you're such a silly little baby that your useless mind needs Daddy to make all the decisions?" Oh, yes.
"Y- Yes, Daddy. B- Baby is too stupid to know w- what's good for her" your pussy clenched around him at your own words, causing his eyes to darken.
Ari nodded in agreement. "That's right. Nothing without your old man, are you?" Oh, God. You clenched again at his words and hummed in agreement, unable to form any words this time around and ducking your head down to press your lips to his neck submissively. "You need me, don't you, little girl? To make even the simplest of decisions for you" the notebook and pencil were taken from you before being discarded on the couch. "Tell you when you need to eat, sleep, wake up, go potty, study…" He moved effortlessly with you still clamped on his cock, moving you both down against the coffee table, you on your hands and knees as he straddled you from behind. "Who to speak to, who to stay away from, where to go" your eyes fluttered close as you felt him move inside you, humming along his words. "What to do at what time…" With one firm hand on your hip, Ari gathered your hair into the free one. "When to breathe…" He whispered once he had pulled you closer by your hair, holding your throat with his free hand.
You gulped and clenched around him again, eyes rolling up momentarily. "P- Please, Daddy~" you squeaked out helplessly.
"What do you want, baby?" The male still refused to move. "Use your words for Daddy."
"N- Need you, Daddy" you tried to rock yourself against him but the attempt was in vain. "Please, Daddy. Need you so bad!"
"And how do you need me, baby?" You groaned when he curved your body with the grip he had on your hair even more, causing your body to jut outwards and his dick to change position.
"Every way, Daddy!" You were on the verge of breaking out into sobs again. "Please, Daddy! Please, use me!" You reached behind to tap and feel for his arm, your fingers curling around it when you found it. "Any way you want, Daddy! Please, please, use me! Need you so bad…" As you squeezed his wrist you realized that anything would do at this point.
You just needed him to fuck into you regardless of the position.
You would cum wet or dry all the same.
"Any way I want, huh?" His hand let go of your throat to reach for your tits as his chest draped over your sweaty back. You could only nod out with a whine, nether regions in extreme need of relief. "What about… dirty little baby slut getting fucked like the little cockwore that she is for her Daddy?" Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when he finally moved his hips, causing you to whimper out loud, arms trembling as the upper half of your body threatened to give out against the cold floor. "Being reminded of her little place?" You groaned aloud in agreement, moving your head back until it was pressing into the crook of his neck, back arching when he twisted one of your nipples.
"Yes, please~" you breathlessly whimpered, feeling your knees shake when a loud plop sound resonated against the wooden floorboards behind you as Ari's thrusts gained some speed, your hot slick hanging and thumping out of your weeping pussy and onto the ground.
"How she can't even– shut up" your head lolled to the side when your boyfriend tugged at your scalp with the grip he had on your hair to turn your face sideways. "Shut the fuck up. Not one word. You have had more than enough undeserved speaking privileges for a few weeks. Now Daddy will speak and you will only listen like the dumb little slut that you are" you pursed your lips tightly shut to hold yourself back from accidentally disobeying him. A harsh slap was addressed to your neglected boob. "Is that clear?" You jumped and gasped, the movement causing his tip to pound against your sensitive bundle of nerves. "Nod if you understand" you cried out in response to how your nipple was pulled.
Fighting the urge to verbally respond, you hurriedly nodded and bit your lip in anticipation.
"Tsk, would you look at this stupid little baby…" Ari's voice was gravelly as he tutted at you, increasing the pace of his thrusts to his typical slut pounding rhythm now from the previous one which was more of a smooth, velvety intrusion that was sometimes for torture and sometimes to get you to adjust. "Can't even fuckin' breathe without my permission" his hand followed his words and enclosed around the shape of your neck again. "But tries to act all big and independent in front of her silly little friends, tsk" the sound of skin slapping against skin was getting louder by the second, your delayed orgasm quickly rebuilding itself through the pressure and haze Ari's denials had caused your insides.
"S- Sorry, Daddy!" Your knees were literally squeaking against the floorboards at this point and you just knew that you were gonna be very sore everywhere tomorrow.
"I told you to shut up" his rhythm changed to long and hard penalizing jabs as he pulled your collapsing body back up by your hair and sat up on his knees, now fucking up your tight cavern. "Stupid little baby slut" Ari's grip on your throat disappeared for a few seconds to land a slap on your wet cheeks. You hadn't even noticed that you had started crying from the intensity of it all. "Can't even carry out basic tasks" now your other cheek was made to share the same heat as your body bounced all the way to his ridge only to come gliding all the way down and onto his heavy ballsack with loud squelches. Though it was all happening so fast you could barely keep up or comprehend it.
"Stop with that mouth breathing" your nails dug into the skin of the arm he was using to suspend your head upwards, the other set pressing into the palm he wrapped around your throat now. "Disobedient little whores like you don't deserve that" and then he finally squeezed, restricting you of what little way of coping you had been clinging on to deal with this prostate shattering pounding. "Think you deserve to breathe after what you've done?" His words were nearly venomous.
Though this much cruel final loss of autonomy caused the hundreds of knots that had formed in your abdomen to finally explode and your loins boiled over. Your tense body fell limp against his and color drained out of your face, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you clenched around his cock and milked it subconsciously.
Ari was breathless himself as he clicked his tongue in disapproval. "Did I say you could cum?" He let go of your throat when you began to lose consciousness and forced you back to the present. "Tsk, only you would dare to cum when you weren't even allowed to speak" but then how were you supposed to ask? That was just it.
This was why you did not piss Ari Levinson off.
Now he moved your upper half onto the floor and laid your head against it so your cheek pressed against the cold wooden boards as you numbly blinked out the stars in your vision, feet cold and mind too fucked out to process anything. Your ears were ringing so you could barely make out any of his insults and heart was thumping with such heaviness in quick intervals that you could feel it against the skin of your chest. Although only faintly.
Ari widened your thighs and lifted them off the floor to position himself even better against you. So you were nothing but an actual fuck doll for him to use. But before he began the ultimate battering of your hot and wet walls that had relaxed by now, Ari moved one of his legs out and reached for your head with his foot to both lock you in place as well as to reach you the deepest he could.
A shiver escaped you when you felt his heavy foot place against the side of your head and push your cheek deeper into the ground. Then one of his hands gathered both your arms into it and bundled them on your lower back. Last was his free hand which smacked both your cheeks before he grabbed a handful of one your hips.
And then the pummelling began. Your body slid, slipped, collapsed, nearly gave out and faded into unconsciousness multiple times as Ari fucked you so hard that both the sound and smell of raw flesh colliding filled the entire room until nothing else remained.
It was all so much that your mind gave up trying to comprehend it. The only thing you could decipher now was Daddy; inside, outside, under and above. And though Ari had fucked you probably beyond dumbness at this point, you felt your body -that was working independent of your mind now- curve when your pussy clenched again and you got wetter, hitting another orgasm when your boyfriend's hot seed exploded into your cavern and overflowed the narrow space.
"Look at you, baby." Ari panted as he pounded his orgasm out into you, his animalistic thrusts causing little droplets of both your cum to fly everywhere. "You look so perfect in your slutty little habitat. So completely fucked out under Daddy's foot, barely conscious yet inviting all the same." It took him a few moments to slow down and finally stop.
Though when he finally did, he reached for his phone and turned his camera on to record pulling his monstrous girth out of your battered pussy, snorting at the sight of your pucker winking at him defensively as your pussy dripped of his seed, the abused hole gaping open submissively.
"Tsk, tsk. What a slutty little baby I have here" Ari tutted as he watched you through the camera, squeezing your bruised ass before landing a harsh slap on it and causing both the cheeks to jiggle as well as some of his cum to plop down onto the floor. "Making all this mess on the floor like a dumb little slut who has no control over her body…" Now he moved the lens towards you and zoomed in on your face, pushing your face into frame with his foot. "Do you have any control over your body, baby?" When you just blinked up at the camera, he snorted. "You may use your words now, come on."
"... N- No, Daddy…" You croaked out softly.
"Who does?"
"Y- You do, s- sir…" Ari's smile was finally one of pure satisfaction.
"That's fuckin' right" another smack was addressed to your ass. "And you better fuckin' remember that next time you want to be a sneaky little disobedient lying brat" you could only nod submissively as you stared into the camera, feeling him move away before he pulled you up by your hair and sat you on your knees to face the camera properly.
"I- I will, Daddy. Th- Thank you." You wanted to look down and not at the camera but you did not want to take any chances.
You were so close.
"Hm," Ari caressed your cheek with the back of his hand before softly moving your hair out of your face. "Maybe I should post this on the campus forum, huh? Since you like being a little social media star so much, huh baby?" Your boyfriend cupped the side of your face now and wiped away your drying tears with the pads of his thumbs. "Would you like that? Everyone seeing how good you can be for Daddy?"
There was only one answer to that question. "W- Whatever you think is best, Daddy" your voice was hoarse as you looked up at him from the camera now, moving your face sideways to kiss the hand that was caressing you.
"There's my girl" a condescending pat was given to your cheek before Ari cut the video off and stood to his feet to fix up himself before putting his phone away. "You're coming with me. I've had enough of this silly cat and mouse chase." The edge of his tone made you whimper.
"Yes, Daddy."
Ari hummed before bending down to hold his arms out for you. "Now come here" your bottom lip wobbled as you used whatever little strength you had left and flung yourself in his direction with grabby hands that he easily caught and lifted you like the baby you were with little to no effort.
"I am s- so sorry, Daddy" you wrapped your limbs around him and whimpered into his soft hair gratefully, resting your tired head on his broad shoulder. "Really am."
"I know, baby. You took your punishment well, I am proud of you." His ticklish kiss was tender against your sweaty temple as he slung your now packed bag over his other shoulder and made his way to your room to pack your other things. "Rest that pretty little head now, Daddy's got you." Before he pushed one of your pacis in your mouth: a shiny yellow one shaped like a duck, and tucked your favorite candy doll under the arm you held out for it with a barely audible whine.
The party girl was gone and only the little girl remained, enveloped in her Daddy's loving hold as she drifted off to sleep.
Tag List 🩷; @goodkittyspost @loklaufeysonssgodess @emerald-writes @milknhonies @teen-wolfsydia @identity2212 @i-heart-anne-b00nchoy @hazycottagedreams @lokislady82 (can't tag you lovelies :()
#ari levinson#ari levinson smut#ari levinson x y/n#ari levinson imagine#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson x female reader#ari levison x reader#ari levinson x you#ari levinson x black!reader#chris evans#chris evans characters#chris evans character fanfiction#chris evans character x reader#chris evans smut#ari levinson one shot#chris evans fanfiction#chris evans imagines#chris evans x smut#chris evans x you#chris evans x female reader#chris evans x reader#chris evans x y/n#ari levinson angst#chris evans imagine
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Off the Market
Summary: Ari learns that you're not the sharing type. Which is fine by him, because neither is he.
Warnings: Mature Themes, Ari Being A Menace, Jealous/Possessive Reader, Oral Sex (mentioned), Discussions of Public Sex, Mentions of Disordered Eating, Polite Fat Shaming, Cursing, Minors DNI
A/N: This story is part of my Sweet Renegades Series. Be sure to check out the follow-up fic, A Man Starved. Not beta'd. Not beta'd. All mistakes my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.
“So?” You ask before taking another sip of your milkshake. The thick and creamy treat goes down easy, which makes the amount of time it took to get to you well worth it. “What’s the verdict?”
“Not bad.” Your companion mumbles as he eagerly gulps down his own shake. “Not bad at all. But just so we’re clear, drinkin’ one of these isn’t gonna get you out of our deal.” He stirs the drink with his straw before plucking out the cherry and popping it in his mouth. “Remember you swore on it.” He holds up his pinky finger as a reminder.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, sugar.” You tell him as a smile flits its way across your lips. Without thinking, you go to feed him your own cherry. You find yourself giggling at the way he playfully nips at your fingers, his tongue lapping at the traces of whipped cream.
There went your big Beast of a man proudly living up to his nickname, as per usual. Thank goodness you were the only couple dining outside today.
“Hey. How come yours tastes better?” Ari pouts suddenly, sending you into another fit of giggles.
“We got the exact same thing, honey.” You roll your eyes at him before returning your attention to the menu in your hand.
“Bird?” His growl comes out soft and silky. And it immediately has you on high alert. Because you recognized that tone.
It meant you were in trouble.
“Um, yes?” You try ducking your head behind the oversized, laminated piece of paper. Maybe if he couldn’t see you anymore, he’d just let it ride.
“Did you just do what I think you just did?”
“Well, I suppose that depends on what you think I just did.” You sneak another sip of your chocolate shake, doing your best to forget about all the extra unnecessary calories you’re putting into your body right then. After all, you and your man had a deal. And you aimed to see it through.
“I think you just rolled your eyes at me.” Ari rests his elbows on the table, leaning forward on his arms in an attempt to get your attention. “Now, just because I gave you a pass back the boutique–”
You blow out an annoyed breath. “That wasn’t my fault! You kept making me model the most ridiculous pieces for you, even when I knew they wouldn’t fit.” You peek out from behind your menu long enough to scan the area for Stella, your waitress. Of course she’s nowhere to be found.
Which, oddly enough, was fine by you. There was just something about the woman that seemed to ruffle your feathers a bit. Although you couldn’t quite put your finger on the reason why.
“Except they did fit.” Your bounty hunter surprises you by yanking the menu from your grasp. He then tosses both yours and his onto a nearby empty table. “And maybe if you would’ve allowed me into the fitting room with you earlier, we could’ve scored you another bathing suit. I still think we should go back for that sweet little black and white number. That ass was made for it.”
“It was too small. Just like the other ones.” You counter, feeling your cheeks heat at the intimate praise. The burn only intensifies when you recall the way he’d simply let himself into the fitting room after you’d vetoed your third bathing suit. It had been his pick, which meant he felt that he was well within his rights to, as he put it, “see for himself”.
One Hour Earlier
“Baby.” He said, chuckling softly. “If a woman expects a man to wait outside and do it patiently, then perhaps she ought to give him a little show.” When you balked he’d simply shrugged and picked up an ice blue monokini before handing it over to you, silently demanding that you try it on. With him right there in the flippin’ fitting room.
And he hadn’t felt the least bit compelled to help preserve your modesty by looking away as you’d changed. Instead, he’d had the gall to take a seat in a chair that was tucked away in a corner.
“This is completely inappropriate!” You hissed, clutching the forgotten suit to your chest. “Wh–what if someone comes by?”
“Then I expect you’ll have to be quiet then, won’t you?” He held a finger to his lips, playfully shushing you. “That way it stays our little secret. Now, how about you model the pink one for me?”
“I’ll model whatever you want once we get back to your place.” You tried, your entire body had been practically vibrating with embarrassment.
“Nah. I’m afraid that ain’t gonna work for me.” Ari had leaned back in his chair then, leisurely crossing his long legs over his ankles. “See, this Beast of yours is itchin’ for some instant gratification.” He’d locked his fingers together before resting them on his firm stomach. “And I ain’t leavin’ until I get it.”
“Guess we’ll be in here for a long time then, huh?” You’d responded rather snippily. “Because I’m not about to–”
“You know, sweetheart, now that I’m thinking about it, I just realized you haven’t fed me yet today.”
“I thought we were gonna grab a bite after..?” The knowing look that passed between you two had been enough to make you feel weak in the knees. “Umm...”
“You know how I get when you make me go too long without a taste.” His piercing blue eyes had dropped to your (thankfully) still panty clad pussy. “I’m gonna need a fix, baby. And soon.” You’d watched him cup his impressive cock through the fabric of his jeans. “Otherwise I might start gettin’ antsy.” The silky purr of his voice alone had been enough to have your thighs clenching.
“Don’t – ooh! Behave yourself, damn you!” You’d done your best to ignore the way your core had spasmed with need. “There will be no funny business in this fitting room. You are not getting us kicked out of this store, Beast!”
“But I’m hungry now. Starving actually.” He’d pressed, a wolfish grin spreading across his features. “And all I can think about is sinking to my knees and burying my face in that gorgeous pussy. Right here. Right now.”
You'd watched as he rose from his seat, his big body crowding your smaller one. “Wanna taste all that sweet, wild honey of yours when you cum on my tongue like a good girl.” You’d also squealed none-too-quietly when he pinned you against the wall.
And although the man had seen fit to warn you of his plan, you still hadn’t been prepared for his boldness. Even less so when he dropped to his knees in front of you, his nimble fingers tugging at the edges of your panties.
“Ari…” You'd breathed, rising on your toes to graze your lips along his bearded jaw. “We can’t. Not here. Patience, sugar.”
“Like I told you, I’m about out.” He’d responded on the heels of a groan. “But I might be able to find some more. Maybe. But only if…”
“If what?”
“If you stay the night once we get back to Bell’s Creek. I wanna spend the rest of the evening getting all tangled up in you. Especially after I managed to work up such a sweet tooth.” Ari had brushed mouth over your covered mound, loving the way your nipples pebbled at his words - his touch.
“I accept your terms.” You’d told him with a soft giggle as heat suffused your cheeks. “Now let me go so I can model these last few for you. It’s about time we get a move-on to our next stop -- no more kisses. Oh God, Ari! Be patient!”
“I’m not trying on another thing after I stuff my face, honey.” You mumble as you take another sip of your drink. “We’ll just have to come back another time. Plus, you’ve already spent more than enough on me.”
“You’re worth it.”
“You should’ve at least let me pay for half.” You start to protest, feeling uncomfortable with being doted on in such a way.
“Already said no. And you ain’t payin’ for lunch either, so you’d best not get that pretty mouth all twisted up to ask.”
“How about we–” You find your conversation interrupted by the arrival of your waitress, Stella.
“Hey, ya’ll!” She chirps as she comes around the corner, her blonde ponytail bouncing behind her as she finally makes her way to your table. “Sorry it took me so long to get back to you. How are those shakes treating you, hm? Pretty good?”
“They’re great.” You and Ari respond at the same time.
“I just knew you’d love ‘em!” She responds rather animatedly, her freshly manicured fingers lightly brushing over Ari’s shoulder. He doesn’t seem to notice. But you do. Because it’s not the first time it’s happened. “Looks like you’re doin’ alright over there, handsome. Can I get you another one?”
“No, thank you.” Your Bounty Hunter hums, his gaze locked on the menu as he works to make a final decision. “But I do think we’re ready to order.”
“Yep.” You readily agree, even as your eye twitches. “We sure are.”
Stella makes an innocent show of turning away from you, her gaze focused on Ari. “I bet a big, strapping fella like you would be interested in one of our steaks. Our beef is grass-fed and sourced locally. Which means it’s always fresh, never frozen.”
“Actually, I think we’re both gonna have–” You attempt to interject, only to be shut down without so much as a glance in your direction.
“Did you happen to see our line of Skinny Gal Salads, buttercup? They come with all the flavor, but only half the calories. They’re listed on page two if you wanna take a gander while I walk your lovely friend here through tonight’s specials featuring our signature porterhouse.”
Your waitress’ audacity hits you so hard you almost feel a headache coming on as an unexpected fury burns in your belly. A belly that could probably stand to benefit from one of those so-called Skinny Gal salads, but then again that would go against the deal you’d made last night.
Which involved you and your man enjoying a couple of worry-free milkshakes and bacon cheeseburgers. You’d promised that you would try to relax and not get so caught up in all of that internal calorie counting like you usually did.
So, like it or not, a deal was a deal and you aimed to see it through. Regardless of what your waitress had to say about it. And if the woman was smart, she’d take her hand off your man’s arm before something happened to it.
“Now handsome, did I hear you say you were visiting from Bell’s Creek?” Your waitress cocks her hip against the table while she ignores you in favor of cozying up to your Beast. “Because it just so happens that I have a friend there that I like to visit from time to time. Do you happen to know–”
“Actually, I’ve heard amazing things about your barnyard cheeseburgers. So I think we’re gonna have two of those with bacon. Extra bacon. Please.” You tack on the last word, which is spoken through gritted teeth.
Finally, Stella turns to you and offers a patronizing smile. “Can I interest you in a side salad with that, buttercup? It comes with a spritz of our homemade red wine vinaigrette.”
Ari sits back in silence, apparently content to watch whatever the fuck was transpiring between you and this bottle blonde heifer with a notepad. Which was fine. You were a big girl who knew how to take-up for herself when the situation called for it.
“I want fries, sugarplum. But who knows, my friend might want one of those skinny ass salads to go with his meal. Does that sound good to you, baby?” While your eyes never leave hers, you manage to catch a glimpse of a smile from your companion.
“I, uh, would also like fries.” He coughs. You can tell he’s trying not to laugh, which only serves to piss you off even more. “But thank you.”
“That’ll be all, honey.” You politely growl, snatching Ari’s menu from him before your waitress could use it as an excuse to touch him again. “We’ll let you know if you need anything else.”
“But you haven’t heard the specials.” Stella turns back to Ari, a soft pout gracing her plump lips. “It just might change your mind. You might find yourself wanting something…better.”
Oh, no the fuck she did not. Your man was fine with his choice. You. The burger. All of it. Be gone, bitch!
“We’re good.” You snap, seething inwardly. “You couldn’t possibly have anything more special than what he’s already got goin’ on in front of him, right here. Right now.”
Your waitress stares you down, but you refuse to be the one to blink first. If your eyes gave up and fell out, you had faith Ari would collect them for you before safely guiding you home. Your man was a gentleman like that.
“I guess I’ll go ahead and get these orders in. Two burgers, heavy bacon, coming right up.” The smile she gives you now is much more brittle and it doesn’t meet her eyes. But you also can’t bring yourself to give a fuck.
This woman needed to remember to stay in her lane before you ran her off the road.
“Thanks.”
“Welcome.”
And then she’s gone. You find your glaring at her retreating form. You’re actually in the middle of fantasizing about what would happen if you took a pair of scissors to her annoying ass ponytail when you hear your name being called.
“What?” You snarl as Ari comes back into focus. And what the hell was he grinning about? Didn’t he realize that that pretty face of his was in slapping distance?
“You’re really something, baby.” He murmurs, his gorgeous blue eyes dancing with mischief. “You know that?”
“Meaning?” At the moment, you were in no mood for anyone else’s bullshit.
Ari leans forward in his chair as one of his big hands comes to rest atop yours. “I just meant…I’ve never seen you jealous before. It just surprised me a little is all.” He finishes with a shrug. “I didn’t expect for you to…to…”
“Didn’t expect for me to do what, Beast?” Your tone softens as you watch his head dip, his bearded cheeks tinged with red. He perks up when you give his hand an affectionate squeeze, flipping your positions slightly so you can lace your fingers through his.
“Claim me.”
Those two simple words are enough to send you reeling. Is that really what you had just done?
“It’s no secret that I like you, Bird. A lot.” His voice drops an octave as he works to explain himself. “Every time I see you, it’s like there’s something in me deep down inside me that screams mine. I guess I wasn’t sure if you felt the same way about me. Until now.”
Was he being serious? Of course he was! This man had never struck you as the type to joke about any of this.
“I like you too, Ari. But what I didn’t like was watching our waitress flirt with you like I wasn’t even here. I almost fucked her up with my spoon for touching what’s mine.” Ari’s perfect teeth sink into his plush bottom lip, his nostril’s flaring as his mind works to process your admission.
“Say that again.” The command rumbles out from somewhere deep in his chest, compelling you to obey. “Louder”
“You’re mine, Ari Levinson. For today. Tomorrow. For however long this magical thing between us lasts – you belong to me.” You breathe, butterflies filling your belly. “You’re officially off the market, you got that?”
“I hear you, Bird. Loud and fucking clear.” The grin on his face soon proves to be infectious. “And you have no idea just how happy I am to hear you say that.” Ari opens his arms to you then, beckoning you forward.
The next thing you know, you’re up and moving before you’ve even registered what’s happening. All you knew was that your man needed you. Which meant you needed to go to him. Now.
“I always want you, Ari. Even when I shouldn’t.” You tell him as you gracefully slide into his lap, looping your arms around his neck as you do.
“I know the feeling.” Ari murmurs, brushing his mouth over yours. “Which is why I want to do something special once we get back to Bell’s Creek. Before I have to leave again.” The startled look on your face has your Bounty Hunter rushing to finish his thoughts before you can verbalize your confusion.
“What do you–?”
“I’m only gonna be gone a few days, baby. Three, maybe four, tops.” One of his large, slightly calloused palms presses against the back of your neck, drawing you in closer to him so that he can take your lips again.
“Oh.” Comes your lame reply.
“I’m coming back to you, Bird.” Ari rests his forehead against yours as you try to calm your racing heart. “You have my word. But I still wanna do something special for you – for us – before I go. Will you let me do that without a fight?”
“Okay.”
“Okay.” Feeling content, Ari leans in to capture your mouth with his own once again. After behaving himself all day, it was time for his reward.
“Wait.” You place your hand on his chest, halting his advances. “You’re still mine wherever you go. I don’t care if it’s fucking Siberia.” You grab a fistful of his shirt, hauling him forward. “You’ll still be mine there too. You with me?”
“Fuck yeah I am.” Ari growls, using both of hands to cradle your face as he slants his lips over yours once again. The kiss is as passionate as it is raw. Your tongues dance together, both fighting for dominance. But this time your Beast lets you win.
Desire burns in your belly as you savor the sensual victory. You bury your fingers in his hair, tugging at the chestnut strands. Meanwhile, one of Ari’s hands goes to grip your hip, making you moan when he gently molds and kneads your curves.
Jesus Christ! You suddenly felt as if you were wearing too many clothes.
His lips skim along the column of your throat as you pant. You were always so fucking needy for him all the time. It made it almost impossible for you to resist him during moments like these.
You’re so lost in each other that you don’t even bother to look up when you hear footsteps approaching. “Will these be separate checks or…oh.” You hear your waitress stammer as she tries to collect herself. “I’ll, um - I'll just bring the one.”
Ari briefly pulls away, eliciting a soft whine from you. “Thanks. And while you're at it, we’ll be taking our food to-go.”
“Bye, Stella.” You giggle as you give a little wave before playfully nipping at his jaw, not even bothering to glance over at the other woman’s face. You knew it was petty, but staking your claim on this man in front of your so-called rival felt so damn good. Especially after a day like today.
Frankly, the only way it could get any better was if you could make yourself utter those three magic words – the same ones you’d been practicing in the mirror last night. But right now they simply wouldn't come. They kept getting stuck in your throat.
Oh well. Guess you’d just have to try again tomorrow.
END
Unofficial Tag List
@katymae12344
@daykrisr99
@identity2212
@hisredheadedgoddess28
@blackhawkfanatic
@jamneuromain
@daykrisr99
@queerqueenlynn
@pono-pura-vida
#cevansbrat0007 Sweet Renegade Series#chris evans imagines#ari levinson imagines#chris evans fanfiction#ari levinson fanfiction#chris evans x you#ari levinson x you#chris evans x black!reader#ari levinson x black!reader#chris evans x woc!reader#ari levinson x woc!reader#chris evans x black reader#ari levinson x black reader#chris evans smut#ari levinson smut#chris evans x reader#chris evans x female!reader#chris evans x girlfriend!reader#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson x female!reader#ari levinson x girlfriend!reader#chris evans x poc!reader#ari levinson x yn#chris evans x yn#ari levinson x y/n#chris evans x y/n#ari levinson girlfriend!reader#chris evans x fem!reader#ari levinson x fem!reader#ari levinson x poc!reader
2K notes
·
View notes
Note
🧚🏻♀️✨Bippity boppity bow chicka wow oww! You’ve been visited by the Shameless Hoe Fairy, and now you must share a hoe drabble about:
Ari + pinned down + “Fuck, sweetheart, I love it when you whine so pretty for me.”
*incomprehensible screeching* ok ok calm down self no pressure 👀 lol but thank you Siri for this prompt! And all who read I hope you like what I came up with☺️!
Mine
✨Pairing✨: ex!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader
Summary🪄: As luck would have it, your ex is there to save you from a creep. Some coincidence right?
🚨: 18+ NO MINORS, soft/dark-dark elements, mention of sexual harassment, violence (man-man), unprotected adult happy funny times (please be safe everyone!), fingering, breeding kink, mention of alcohol, a couple bad language words
Your once pleasant buzz has since been replaced by a dull headache as you sit in the middle of your ex’s king sized bed. One of his shirts - smelling a mix of his cologne and detergent - covering your freshly washed body after the small bar brawl left the front of your top and skirt soaked with beer.
Every few minutes your mind wanders back to that moment where the “kind” and charming stranger showed his true colors. His touches becoming unwanted while trapping you against the bar and ignoring your protests. If it wasn’t for Ari, quickly yanking the hazel-eyed man away from you before his fist was soon meeting his cheek, you’re sure you’d be stuck somewhere and missing for God knows how long.
Maybe even worse.
A light knock on the door has a small smile curling on your lips seeing Ari in the doorway. His muscular body nearly taking up the entire space standing in his black sweats and some worn looking band tee.
“Hey, you feel alright?,” he asks and you nod. “Need anything?”
“No, just tired.”
“Get some rest. I’ll be out here if you need me.”
You didn’t want him out there though. In your current state - emotionally vulnerable and unable to get the events out of your mind - you wanted him next to you. To not be alone for tonight at least.
“C-Can you stay? Please?,” you call after him halting any further movement out of the doorway. With that tilted smile you still loved, he was soon removing his shirt and joining you under his sheets.
“Of course sweetheart.”
His thick arm wrapped around your middle with your back against his front, it was like old times how instantly safe and comfortable you felt. How you fit together so well, it was as if you’d never even broken up in the first place. And when his nose bumps behind your ear barely touching one of your special spots, that familiar flip returns to your stomach as well.
“Goodnight.”
“Night Ari,” you whisper, but you already know sleep is a far off concept from your highly active brain still focused on the bar. Trying to force you into reliving every detail as if helping you study for your own exam.
So many minutes pass of just feeling the air from Ari’s nostrils against your neck and hearing cars run by that you’ve accepted you probably won’t be sleeping tonight.
“That pretty head’s going a mile a minute again huh?,” he asks slightly startling you thinking he was asleep this whole time.
“You can tell?” He nods and you can feel the gentle scratching of his beard on your skin.
“Your pulse is a bit high; not to mention your body’s tense. Not as relaxed as I know you wanna be.”
He was always so intuitive with you. Knowing how you were feeling or if you were off without you having to even say a word. It was honestly scary sometimes how he was there with what you needed before it could cross your own mind.
“Why am I not surprised? Spot on as always,” you softly chuckle.
“Because I know you sweetheart,” he replies placing a chaste kiss to that sweet spot behind your ear. “Know all about this body. What goes on in your mind.”
His voice in your ear as his hand slowly drifts from under you and down your abdomen to the front of your thigh has you beginning to squirm. An ache quickly forming between your legs you want him to erase.
His fingertips trace a slow circle just centimeters from that junction as his lips create their own steady path down the column of your neck to your shoulder. It’s a tortuous buildup you wish he didn’t enjoy so much.
“Let’s get you to sleep, yea?”
“Please,” you shamefully beg anticipating his touch where you needed most.
And he doesn’t disappoint placing your leg over his so you were spread wide for him. His middle finger immediately dipping in your needy core and dragging just right you couldn’t stop the moan that tumbled from your lips.
“Still so tight after all this time. We can work around that though can’t we?”
By the time he was done - having readied you with two orgasms - you were already in a mindless haze only capable of babbling incoherent noises, “please”, and Ari’s name.
Exactly how he wanted you as he pushed your thighs up against your chest keeping them in place with his wide upper half while his hands pinned yours over your head. You were now completely at his use as he slowly began to push into you with a low groan and silent curses how you gripped him so tight.
“Ari please,” you whined. Head lulling to the side to lie on your arm. “Need you.”
“Fuck, sweetheart, I love when you whine so pretty for me,” he finishes with a gasp finally pushing to the hilt. For your sake, he tries to start slow, but the feel of you clinching around him and all the sweet noises you’re making, it doesn’t take long for that rhythm to quicken. The squeaking of the bed and the sound of skin slapping soon taking over your moans and panting.
“Mm don’t stop!”
He moans nipping at your bottom lip. “I’m the only one that can take care of you. Knows all your spots that make you dumb. Isn’t that right?”
Ari takes your whine as a yes, smirking as his mouth finds yours in a heated and numbing kiss.
“Because you’re mine sweetheart.” His pace quickens and you shriek as your release squirts to the sheets below. It only spurs him more moaning as he feels his own release approaching. “Always have been, shit, always will be.”
You want to whine and push him away with your new sensitivity and puffy folds that feel raw, but that blissed out cloud just keeps lifting you higher and higher that you don’t want to come down.
“And everyone’s gonna know it too seeing you with our little baby bump. Gonna be the best mama to our babies.” The thought of you carrying a mini version of the both of you pushes him over the edge moaning his release as you have one last one of your own feeling him fill you up with deep ruts wanting it to stick as deep as it could go.
Finally meeting that blissful high with you, a tired chuckle leaves his lips as he kisses all along your sweaty face. You’re pleasantly knocked out - mouth slightly parted - as he carefully lifts up so your legs can be stretched out again. Although soft, he doesn’t pull out; instead staying buried deep so none of him can escape.
Plus having you wrapped around him so snug, occasionally pulsing and clinching, it’s better than any blanket he could ever buy.
“Now, if only you weren’t so stubborn, I wouldn’t have had to go through all this,” he whispers before leaving one last peck on your temple.
HiredHelp: I said only one punch! (sent 12:29 am)
HiredHelp: That’s an extra 2K (sent 12:30 am)
HiredHelp: 5K in my account by tomorrow or we meet again very soon (sent 12:30 am)
So for those who’ve read my works over the years, this is definitely a bit of new territory for me (soft/dark-dark and smut) so hopefully it’s not cringe🫣. Thank you @stargazingfangirl18 for this prompt and for allowing me to play☺️! Also sorry if this is longer than a standard drabble lol
#ari levinson#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x reader#chris evans x woc!reader#ari levinson au#red sea diving resort#chris evans#chris evans x black reader#chris evans x reader
443 notes
·
View notes
Note
Anon who asked if you take requests here, i wanted to ask you if you could write a third part to lumberjack!ari because he doesnt want to leave my mind 😩 i read both fics yesterday and ive been thinking about him non-stop. If you want and can could you write a third part where he got his little wife pregnant, her period is late but doesnt wanna get him excited for nothing so she goes by herself in town to buy a pregnancy test. He finds out and goes home mad, ready to punish her but once he gets there and sees the positive pregnancy test all his anger goes away and all he does is kiss her and praise her for being such a good wife who will soon give him a baby
༻𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬༺
WC:3.1k+ GIF by evansensations
{soft!dark!lumberjack!Ari x pregnant!reader}
{Warnings!! Soft!dark!Ari!! Ari being possessive!! Mentions of sex!! Mentions of abortion but like just the word!! Being pregnant!! Morning sickness!!}
Like real people do {part 1}
Eyes always seeking {part 2}
Ari was much softer after that night in the hot tub. From his glaces at you to how he held you. It was as if he was trying to apologize for how rough he could be through his gentle affection. And you were loving every second of it. It was such a change from his usual character. You were used to sharp glares and steeled looks and now when he looked at you, you saw adoration swirl in his blue eyes and a smile on his face. His hands that once held you so firm, now cradled your waist as he burried his face in the crook of your neck to drink your scent in and leave gentle kisses.
You had no idea why he had changed but you couldn't bring yourself to complain as you adored bathing in his love. Everyday after work you would make dinner and he would eat every bite with a peaceful smile on his face. Followed by him asking for dessert which always resulted in you on the kitchen table with your skirt of dress pulled up and Ari feasting on your pussy until you coated his beard with your essence. He devoured you everytime and would ask for a kiss in return. Loving Ari got easier by the day, and he couldn't help but let himself drown in your love.
Ari had changed after that night due to the overwhelming love he had for you. You accepted his gift and thanked him endlessly making his ego sky rocket. He knew that it was a gateway for an attempt to escape yet you never even tried, the thought had never crossed your mind. The fact that you had never even thought about running away from Ari made him soft. You wanted him just as much as he needed you. Being so gentle with you was so simple and easy that he fell into it. He loved holding you so closely and ghosting his lips across your neck. It was as if the final jigsaw piece finally slipped into place and Ari felt complete.
✧──────────────────────────────────✧
It had been a month since that night and Ari had made love to you nearly every night whispering sweet nothings to you while he wrapped his arms around you and showered you in his love. Every moment was perfect in the Levinson household now that things had changed and Ari had opened his heart to you fully.
You remember when you were laid across his chest listening to his heart beat, your head rising with his breathing. Your hand was interlaced with his after a night of love making. You stared up at him, mapping out his beauty so that you could forever remember his glory and write about it in a poem one day. He glanced down at you before holding your gaze. He raised an eyebrow at you, and you giggled making his heart beat faster causing you to blush.
"What are you looking at, little love?" He said it so softly yet his chest still rumbled almost like a purr. You kiss his chin and he hummed producing the purring noise again. "You. You're so pretty Ari. Thank you for giving me your heart." His ears turned red and he smiled so gently. He brought your joined hands up to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles and brought them back to lay on the bed. "Pretty? I've never been called pretty, but I'm glad you find me so appealing little wifey," a beat passed and his arms tightened around your waist. "Thank you for giving me your heart first little wifey. It's my most treasured item."
You blushed and giggled, everything he said was like poetry and it made butterflies errupt in your stomach. "I promise to protect your heart forever my handsome husband." Ari grunted, his eyebrows knitting together causing him to frown. Your heart sped up and you couldn't help but fear you had said something wrong when he suddenly kissed your forehead. You looked up at him and spoke it a hushed voice almost as if telling you a secret. "You shouldn't protect my heart, my love. That's my job. I'll defend every bone in your body, I'll protect your heart and soul, and I'll always keep you safe." And just like that you fell further in love with him.
You cherished that memory so dearly, yet the next morning wasn't as romantic. You awoke feeling so ill and ran to the toilet, you were as quiet as possible as you left the bed yet Ari immediately felt you leave and his heart raced. He heard the sound of you heaving in the toilet and quicky approached. He stared, worry swirling in his iris's as he saw you with your head in the toilet bowl. He walked over slowly and caressed your back, before gathering your hair out of your face.
When you were done, you groaned and felt Ari's hands leave you before you registered him returning with a glass of water and some medicine, you smiled up at him and thanked him.
That should have been your first sign but you assumed it was the new takeout that Ari had brought you last night, and he assumed so too. When you threw up the next morning Ari remained asleep. And it kept continuing, you'd get up and be sick while Ari slept peacefully. You hated it so much, throwing up nearly every morning was causing your mood to change to fast that Ari didn't know what to do. He assumed that it was your period yet didn't mention it as he was scared of offending you or upsetting you.
✧──────────────────────────────────✧
You had woken up to empty you stomach again, early in the morning. You flushed it away and brushed your teeth, trying to think of what could be wrong with you. You spat out the remnants and rinsed your mouth with water before heading back to bed. You cuddled up to the sleeping bed, needing his heat after running out of it and into the cold. You decided to keep your ill episodes secret, you didn't want Ari to change how he was with you. Logically you knew he would take care of you and make sure you were okay, but the otherside feared he saw you as a sick wife he didn't want.
You sighed and stroked a lock of his hair out of his face before heading to sleep too. You were awoken an hour later by Ari's soft lips pressing on your forehead and a whisper of 'I love you.' before he headed off to work. You hummed and cuddled closer to Ari's side, breathing his scent in. You relaxed and fell back to sleep, dreaming of Ari and him building a treehouse.
You slowly awoke again, much later in the morning and yawned. You reflected on your dream and smiled, Ari as a dad would be so perfect. One day you'd have your own but for now you were happy hogging all of his attention. You knitted your brows together. Thinking of pregnancy sent your mind racing until it lingered on the big question: When was the last time you had your period? You gulped. It must be late.
Yet the more you thought about it the more things made sense. Your increases sex drive which Ari was thriving off. The sickness you were enduring every morning. Even how your eating habits had changed. Your heart raced. You needed to settle your mind, with a determined huff you dragged yourself out of bed and remade your bed. You decided you needed to go to town and get a pregnancy test.
You put panties and sighed remembering how they felt. You hadn't worn any in such a long time because Ari often claimed he wanted easy access to his wife. You chose to wear a simple dress and glanced outside. It was sunny, so you'd skip the jacket. You smiled, you hadn't been to town in such a long time. You decided to do a bit of glam, and decided to do a cute look so that you didn't look overdone, but you definitely looked pretty. You grabbed your bag and stuffed your phone and purse in, before heading down the stairs.
You slid your shoes, you hadn't worn them in a while either. Ari hadn't let you leave the house, but why would you want to leave, everything was so beautiful here. And Ari had made so much of the furniture that you often marvelled at it. You grabbed the pair of keys that dangled on the side and headed out and locked the door. You decided to call an Uber to get into town. You smiled, maybe you'd go and see friends. You shut that thought down quickly remembering how Ari had told you what they were really like. You were so grateful for a man like him, he took such good care of you.
You snapped out of your thoughts when you saw your Uber pull up. You checked that the door was locked and headed into town.
✧──────────────────────────────────✧
Ari wiped the sweat from his brows after delivering another blow to the tree he was currently chopping down. He felt his phone buzz and he groaned before he pulled it out. He saw a text from his friend Richard, his heart started racing. Richard had agreed to help keep an eye on you, especially if you decided to wander.Suddenly all the heat he was feeling from the sun and his work disappeared, as he felt ice settle into his blood. There on his phone was a crisp picture of you in town.
His jaw tightened and his eyes fired up with rage. How could he be so stupid as to let his guard down. Ofcourse you'd wander, you're so curious about the world. He'd chain you down when he got you home. That was for certain, he'd teach you a lesson on trying to leave him. He dislodged his axe from the tree and threw it at the ground in a fit of rage before he stormed off to his truck and yanked the door open. He got it and slammed the door shut before speeding off home.
He'd wait for you at home, so you could do your walk of shame and give your shitty excuse as to why you'd even dare leave the sanctuary he had created for you. He parked his truck before unlocking the door. He practically kicked it open and closed. He stomped to the living room and sat brooding allowing dark cloud to linger over him and rain dark thoughts into his mind. He crossed his arms across his chest and he let out an angered huff. He'd wait for you.
✧──────────────────────────────────✧
You were browsing the aisles with a shy look on your face. You kept your eyes down until you reached the feminine health section. You looked around and strolled past the pads and tampons, you swallowed. What if it was just a late period and you were over reacting? You sighed it was better to be absolutely certain rather than letting your mind torment you. You looked at the variety of tests. There were so many options. Your eyes glanced until you saw the named brands and you decided to grab 2 to be absolutely sure.
You headed to the self checkout with the clutched in your fist and scanned them both before pulling out your cash. You never remember having cash in your purse, maybe Ari put it in there. Your heart fluttered at his selflessness. He was such a good husband. Although you haven't had a proper ceremony yet, he did manage to get you both married with the forms. You cried tears of joy that day, you were officially Mrs. Levinson. But you couldn't help but ache for a beautiful church ceremony, and Ari had promised that soon he would grant your wish.
You put the tests in your bag as well as the receipt before heading out and ordering and Uber back home again. Your heart was speeding up at the possibilities and soon your hands began to shake both out of fear and excitement. Your Uber pulled up shortly and you began your journey back after a short trip into town. No one had really noticed you or cared.
And that was all thanks to Ari and his subtle threats at town meetings. How he had staked his claim on you in front of all the folks. How he had waved your certificate of marriage in all their faces and then told them if they wanted to keep their houses warm and their buildings etc. Then they'd obey his rules when it came to you. Ofcourse you were oblivious to him manipulating the whole town, and believed his every word when he claimed that they didn't care about you except him.
✧──────────────────────────────────✧
You got out of the Uber and immediately noted Ari's truck parked outside. You were trembling, did he know? You had no other option but to bite the bullet. You sucked a breath in and slowly headed towards the door and opened it. You slid your shoes off and hung the spare key up. You turned around and jumped at the enraged look in Ari's eyes. Your eyes immediately filled with tears and before he could even utter anything mean out you babbled out, "I'm sorry! I don't know! But if I am we- we can have an abortion or something!"
Ari stopped functioning. His eyes went blank and his mouth went agape. He stared at you and your timid stance. Your eyes filled with tears and your bottom lip wobbling. You stared at him begging, pleading for any sign from him. Yet he was too busy in a loop of thoughts.
'Abortion.' That's all that echoed in his head. They are linked with pregnancies. And that would mean that you're pregnant. But that's impossible because you had your period. However Ari had been presumptions about it and when he thought you were, you had sex and there was no blood. Over and over his thoughts looped. His mind flashing with possibilities when he heard you voice sad and soft breaking him out of the inner discussion in his brain.
"I-I don't know if I am. I don't wanna get our hopes up." Ari immediately bundled you in his arms keeping you close. You weren't leaving him. You were potentially having his child. He felt his heart grow ten sizes, he pulled away and looked down, a stern look still planted on his face. "Why were you in town?" You gulped and reached into the bag pulling out the two pregnancy tests. Ari's eyes widened. His heart started racing suddenly coming to terms with the fact that he could potentially have gotten you pregnant. He might be a dad.
He gulped and looked down at you, "Have you taken them yet?" His voice was a whisper and you glared up at him. He was just too happy over what might be happening to realise how silly his question is. "They're still in the box. So no I haven't." You snapped at him. Ari felt more puzzle pieces connect. Your change of mood, the strange food you started eating. He stared down at you. "What are you waiting for? Take them."
You both ran upstairs, you went into the bathroom and Ari stood outside pacing, stroking his beard feeling every second drag on way longer than it should have. You came out and looked at him. "It takes about 2 minutes. I've left them on the side." Ari drew his eyebrows together before he headed towards you and gathered you in his arms. "Listen baby, all the sign point towards yes. But don't worry too much about my reaction okay. I'm happy if you're pregnant or not. All that matters is that you are okay and healthy." You stared up at him and nuzzled into his chest.
You felt safe, you felt loved. You both stood there embracing the moment not knowing what to do or how to act. You just simply stayed in each others arms where you knew it was safe and loving. Where nothing bad could attack, and nothing cruel could hurt you. In that moment you were just Mr and Mrs Levinson. And that's all that mattered.
When you pulled away, it had been way over 2 minutes. Ari looked down at you. You half smiled before heading into the bathroom and letting out a sigh. You looked down at both tests and tears gathered in your eyes. Ari felt his heart race at your watery eyes. You turned to him with a massive grin on your face holding both the tests. "I'm pregnant!" Ari had never moved so fast. He scooped you up in his arms.
He felt tears gather in his eyes. You were pregnant with his child. He was going to be a dad. He finally had a family. "You're pregnant baby!" You giggled wiping your tears and wrapping your arms around his shoulders hugging him tightly. He pulled back and placed his forehead against yours. "We're going to have a baby!" He whispered it so excitedly that you giggled. He put you down gently and you stared up at him seeing nothing but love reflecting in his eyes.
"We're gonna have a baby! You're gonna be a daddy!" Ari immediately began to smother you in kisses, making sure to kiss away all those tears. His anger from earlier melted in seconds, he was glad you went out. He pressed a kiss to your lips. Pulling away and swiping hair behind your ears, "You make so me so fuckin' proud mama. You're gonna have my kid! You're so fuckin' amazing!" You both smiled and laughed.
Ari looked down at you, his eyes returning to concern, "You haven't had morning sickness though?" You looked down shyly before gently saying, "I have. Every morning about an hour before you start work it happens. And I can't wake you because you look so peaceful when you sleep." You pouted. Ari immediately tilted your chin upwards, he stared down at you sternly, "Listen here wifey, I don't care how peaceful I look. You wake me up, you let me help you. It's my job baby. I need to take care of you. Got it?" You nodded and kissed him.
He smiled and his features softened up, upon feeling your lips against his. He was so happy in this moment, he couldn't stop kissing you and holding you. He admired every part of you. Feeling nothing but love fill his bones and his blood. You both stared at each other, drowning in adoration when Ari spoke again, his voice was a murmur and all you could hear was a rumble due to your head on his chest. "You're so perfect wifey, you're giving me a child! God I'm gonna keep you pregnant forever baby, that's a promise."
#chris evans#ari levinson x reader#ari levison x reader#chris evans x reader#dark ari levinson x reader#ari levinson#dark ari levinson#ari levinson x woc#ari levinson x female reader#ari levinson x innocent!reader#ari levinson smut#ari levinson x y/n#ari levinson angst#ari levinson dark#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x plus size reader#ari levinson x f!reader#ari levinson au#ari levinson fluff
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Sweet Pea
Ari Levinson hates people— except for you. But if he hates people why is he letting that girl at the bar talk to him? And why are you jealous? And why do you want him to **** your ***** until you’re *******?
Ari Levinson x Reader
Warnings: 18+, degradation, size kink, dumbification, possessiveness, spit, spanking, pussy slapping, exhibition, jealousy, creampie, praise
Masterlist
꘎♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡꘎
"He's so fucking big," the woman gasps. The group around her nods in agreement, their eyes dancing over to Ari who was hurdling darts at a target, drink in one hand as he aims with the other.
You raise an eyebrow, already knowing how this was about to go down.
"You should go talk to him," the woman's friend encourages. "He's been alone all night, I'm sure he's dying for someone to come up to him."
The woman grins as she sifts through her purse, pulling out a mirror to re-apply her deep red lipstick before fixing her dress and heading straight towards Ari.
Snorting, you await for the crash and burn she would soon ensue. She'd be lucky to even get out a "no thanks," from him. Usually he'd just shake his head before taking a longgg sip of whiskey until they got the hint and left.
But to your surprise, she never came back. Instead you heard the distinct sound of heavy laughter. Quickly you look up, face dropping at the sight of Ari and the woman giggling. Her hand slid across his shoulder as he pulls out a seat for her to sit.
"You've gotta be fucking with me," you grit.
She moves the chair closer to him until it there’s hardly any room for either to breathe.
You have never seen Ari so intrigued by someone before. He was smiling, fucking smiling! Thoughts began to intrude your mind. What if he took her home? What if this goes further than just tonight? What if they— fuck, you couldn't do this.
Hopping down from the stool, you grab your things and head for the door, stopping momentarily to contemplate telling him goodbye. But as you turn around the sight before you makes you only want to leave faster. She’s inches away from his face, hands reaching out for his as she stares down at his lips.
Scoffing, you leave the vicinity, vanishing into the cool night air and as far away from Ari as possible.
꘎♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡꘎
As shitty as it sounds, you liked being the only person that Ari enjoyed being around. The only person in which he was truly close to. You know he has needs and although you hate the thought, of course he was fucking other people.
I mean it's not like he's fucking you anyways.
But he never spoke about it. That side of his life was a mystery and you had intended on keeping it that way but last night kept racing through your mind.
Ari probably took her home...she probably laid on the couch that you had so carefully helped him pick out. Maybe her eyes lingered on the artwork you made for him— the colors contrasting against his otherwise dull apartment.
Maybe he laughed with her some more. Held her gaze and realized that "this might actually go somewhere."
You ached at the thought of Ari being with someone else. It wasn't fair. After all these years of silently pining after him, secretly wishing he'd wrap you in his burly arms and kiss you until you were dizzy, you had never thought about him finding someone else.
The sounds of loud knocking cause your thoughts to cease. Quickly you stand up, making your way to the front door and opening it with a huff. You already knew who it was based on the heavy, long winded, pounding.
"Ari." You state.
"Sweet Pea."
"Oh can you stop calling me by that ridiculous nickname?" you groan.
Ari was halfway in the door but took a step back upon your hostility. "What? You love when I call you that."
You shook your head, "Actually I hate it."
"Hm. That right sweet pea?"
"If you just came here to annoy me the doors right there."
"Aww don’t do that, what's got you all agitated this afternoon? Was it your landlord? Thought I told that bastard to leave you alone."
You could only sigh upon realizing how ridiculous you were being. If Ari found someone to make him happy then who are you to be mad about him for it?
"It's nothing Ari. M'sorry."
He nods, wrapping you into a tight hug before lifting you up and draping you over his shoulders. You squeal, laughing loudly as you bang on his back. "Let me down asshole!"
Ari throws you onto the couch and watches your body fly up slightly before sinking into the loveseat. Lifting your head, Ari sits down underneath, his gaze staring at you resting on his lap.
"You sure you're alright? You'd tell me if something’s going on right?"
"Yea." Your tone is far from confident but if Ari noticed he didn't say anything. Instead he reaches over for the remote and flicks on your tv, rubbing your back mindlessly as a movie begins to play.
꘎♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡꘎
You were beginning to drift off to sleep when the continuous sound of buzzing stirs you awake. Aris’ hand had left your back and instead occupied his phone.
An uneasy feeling washes over you. He could've been texting anyone, but of course your mind drifts to the woman from yesterday. Ari smiles down at the screen, tapping away. At one point you swore he took a photo of himself— something he rarely ever did unless it was for you.
Suddenly you no longer wanted to cuddle against him. Hesitantly you left your spot beside him, retreating to the other side of the couch solemnly.
His eyes never even left the screen and quickly fear began to consume you. Was it finally happening? Was it time for you to finally step back and let go of this idiotic crush of yours?
You fought back against the anxious thoughts as you continue to watch the movie. Deep in thought and not even paying attention to the way Ari is now staring at you, confusion riddling his face.
"Hey? You okay over there?"
You nodded. "Mhm."
Ari shook his head. "No I know that look sweet pea. C'mere."
When you didn't move Ari took the liberty of dragging you back towards him. His scent and muscular arms providing you warmth and comfort. "Now are you gonna tell me what's wrong or am I gonna have to drag it outta ya."
You’re about to speak when his phone begins to buzz. His eyes trail to the screen and a clear look of agitation crosses your face. “Who the fuck keeps texting you?”
“Nobody important,” he shrugs.
“Its that girl from the bar isn’t it? How was last night anyways? You two seemed real cozy.”
He lets loose a deep laugh. “Are you jealous?”
“No,” you tsk. “Why the hell would I be jealous over you wantin’ to get your dick wet.”
Now he was full on grinning. "You want me all to yourself princess? That what it is? Can't handle the thought of anyone touching what's yours?"
You shivered at his deep tone. "Of course not," you scoff.
"She gave me her number, I could call her back, finish what we—"
"Go ahead then."
You shouted the words more than you intended. Aggravation bubbles inside of you causing tears to spring from your eyes. You hate how easily strong emotions made you tear up.
"Aw sweet pea, I was joking!"
"Well it wasn't funny," you spat. Fighting off his hold, you got up from the couch. Ari reaches out to grab you but you had already stepped away. "I should be the only woman you ever fucking look at, touch, or speak to," you mumble underneath your breath.
"That right princess?" Ari smirks. "Wanna be the only person riding my cock too?"
"Yes—"
Your eyes widen.
"No! I didn't— shit."
Ari stands up, laughing as he embraces you into a hug. His hand massages the back of your head, forcing you to press against his chest. "Shh it's okay princess. Jealousy's cute on you."
Quickly you push him away, annoyed by his condescending tone. You usher for him to leave entirely but he stays put. Grumbling, you walk away from him, making your way into the kitchen.
Ari follows you into the kitchen, fighting back laughter for each step. "Oh C'mon! It's okay to be a little jealous!"
"You don't get it Ari!"
"No I get it. My Princess can't stand the thought of sharing me."
You try your hardest to dodge his embrace as he speaks. But of course you're no match for Ari Levinson. On instinct you fight against him, fists balled as you kick your way from his grasps. "Get off of me!" You shout.
It was a winless fight. Ari crowds around you, his cedarwood scent surrounding and trapping you. His arms wrap tightly around your body, crushing you slightly as you attempt to escape.
Ari growls, his hands reaching down to slide your dress up. His movements were fast, you hadn't even realized what had happened until you felt the cool breeze followed by a loud slap. "When are you gonna realize that you have me already huh? Ain't nobody comparing to my sweet pea."
A small gasp slips from your chest as Ari smashes his lips against yours, his hands still gripping your ass tightly. You wrap your arms around his neck, his hands reaching to grab your thighs and lift you against him.
"Never even left with that woman," he grumbles. "Told her to shove off the moment you left."
Confusion swims around your mind. "But—"
"You don't think I feel the same way about you baby? Don't think I spend every waking moment thinking about how you wrap around my body? The perfect piece to my puzzle."
You whimper at his words. "You knew this whole time?"
"I was scared to ruin what we have. Only person I've given a fuck about in a long time princess. Took all my heart to resist you but I had to wait for the right time. For when we were both ready."
You begin grinding against him, his hands locking on your hips. "Always ready for you Ari," you groan.
"Fuck princess. You see what you do to me?" He grabs your hand and glides it against his hardening cock.
"I'm sorry for lying. But I needed you to say those words for me. Needed to make sure you wanted this too."
You raise an eyebrow, "Couldn't just have told me?"
"Couldn't you just have told me?" Ari quips.
"I wouldn't trick you like that," you huff.
Ari smiles, his hand cupping your cheek gently. "You’re right. I’m sorry for tricking you baby but you just look so damn cute all worked up."
You scoff. "Yea? Well let's see how much you like it one day."
His gaze turns fiery. In a flash he rips your panties from underneath your dress. You yelp as he draws his hand back and slaps your pussy, your thighs jiggling from the fast movement. "Let's not make the same mistake twice. I learned my lesson."
You pout, eyes watery as you try to drag the guilt out of him. "I don't think you have yet. You really hurt me daddy."
His hand snakes down to your stomach, his long fingers inching their way to your entrance until your arching from the way he rubs your clit. "I'll make it up to you. Can't have my sweet pea upset now can I?"
“No you can’t,” you murmur, shaking your head tauntingly.
Ari pulls his hand away, slipping his clothes off until the only barrier between the two of you is the thin sundress on your body. He hikes your leg up, pressing you against the kitchen counter all while his throbbing cock swung between his legs. He was dripping with pre cum, the liquid coating your hands as you wrap your hands around him.
“Its heavy,” you murmur in awe.
"This what you needed princess?" Ari says gruffly. Your body felt blissfully crushed against his, your mind fuzzy with thoughts of adoration. His lips press against your neck softly while he murmurs into your ear.
"So good to me. So beautiful," he groans.
You whine as he lets loose a bit, slightly lifting off of you in order to peel your dress off.
He hovers over your entrance, immersing himself in your wetness before slipping his aching cock into you. Your pussy was dripping the moment he slapped your ass, but your slick did nothing to ease the pain from Ari’s length. He was so goddamn thick, veins traveling up and stopping at his head, pulsating inside of you as if already ready to explode.
“Hurts Ari,” you whimper.
“I know baby, it’ll get better. You trust me?”
You nod, clinging onto his shoulders as he pushes in further. “Got jealous over the thought of me fucking someone when you cant even take my cock yourself. But that's okay baby, I know you get a little dumb sometimes.”
You whine out his name as he thrusts into you. His beard brushes against your face as he tugs at your lips. “Oh baby, Im barely inside of ya and you already look fucked stupid.”
“Don’t care if it hurts daddy just fuck me, please, just need you deep.” You thrash your hips against him, begging him to just sink into your pussy already.
“You sure? Gonna hurt yourself princess,” he warns.
“Please,” you beg. “M’sure.”
The sound of your scream echos around your apartment as he shoves into you. He stays there for a few moments, allowing yourself to get adjusted before beginning a steady pace.
“See what happens when you get desperate sweet pea? Now your little pussy is all spread open.” He can’t decide if he wants his mouth on your lips or neck so he takes turns doing both.
Tears spring from your eyes as you move your legs, sinking yourself deeper onto his cock until his moans join yours. “Can’t help it. Feels too good daddy.”
“So fucking greedy. Bet you’d sit that pretty little pussy on my cock anywhere if it meant nobody would approach me? Ain’t that right?”
If you could turn back time you’d sit your ass right in Ari’s lap the moment that woman got up to speak to him. Her face would’ve been hilarious after seeing you bouncing up and down on his cock, sundress sprawled around his lap so nobody could see what was happening underneath.
But you’d give her a peek. Show her who the fuck Ari Levinson truly belongs to. And he’d have no issue doing the same, fucking into you until you’re creaming around his base, spend dripping down his balls and covering his jeans without a care.
"I've only ever had eyes for you sweet pea," Ari groans. “Only ever wanted your sweet cunt. Your pretty face.”
Tugging on his soft hair, you draw him in close. His eyes pierce into yours before ravaging your lips. Ari’s so vocal and it was only turning you on more. He moans into your mouth, grunting as he hits you painfully deep.
He grips your cheeks, turning your face downwards to watch the way he buries himself inside of you. “Look at that. See how messy you’re getting the counter babygirl? Gonna clean it up for me after?”
You nod, staring down at the now shiny marble as you swore to clean up your mess.
“Gonna have you bend over the table and lick up every last drop up while I fuck you from behind. That sound good sweet pea? Would you be my good little girl and do that for me?”
“Yes. Wanna be daddy’s good girl” you cry.
Ari grips your chin harder, tilting your head up as he lets a string of saliva land into your mouth. “Been dreamin of fuckin’ you like this. You know that?”
“Think about your cock all the time,” you whimper. “Specially in those shorts.”
Ari laughs breathlessly. Neither of you could talk properly, every sentence came out stuttered and slowed. “Didn’t think I noticed the way you stare at em? Practically drooling.”
You smile blissfully, eyes half closed as his strokes became faster. You were shaking against him, yelling out his name as you felt yourself near. “M’gonna cum daddy.”
“Gonna cum for me sweet pea?” He slaps your pussy again, hand rubbing against your clit before spanking it again and again. Your mind begins to blur as he continues both actions. Hitting your cunt roughly and making it all better by rubbing soft circles on it.
He loses himself within you, mumbling your name as he begs for you to cum. “Gotta let go for me sweet pea. Need to feel you cum around me, please baby. Dyin’ to hear my pretty baby cum.”
You convulse around him, hands gripping his locks tighter as you cry out his name. Eyes fluttering closed, you allow yourself to drift.
“Gonna fill you up. Make you mine now sweet pea.” The moment Ari feels you tighten he buries himself deep, repeating your name frantically as he cums inside of you. “That’s it pretty girl,” he praises. “Did so good for me...fuck I love you.”
When you fall back down to reality Ari’s staring at you with a dopey smile on his face. Mind still fuzzy, and legs still twitching, you smile up at him. "Apology accepted.”
#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson x woc#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x you#ari levinson#ari x reader#i want to scream
4K notes
·
View notes
Text
Say That Again? (Alpha!Ari x omega!reader)
Summary: You have a hormone imbalance that makes your heat different from other omegas. Very different.
Notes: GIF is not mine, this isn’t a beta’d read, A/B/O dynamics, reader is an absolute brat (as per usual 💅🏾), sexual themes (pussy slapping, oral sex, rough sex), MINORS DNI
**
“Fuck this shit!” You exclaim, gripping your sheets for dear life as you heeled over the side of the bed.
The cramp started on the right side of your abdomen slowly traveling downwards like a hot, freshly sharpened knife carving your insides
“Just stop already! Shit!” You yelled out, cursing your entire existence for needing such a deranged sign to tell you that you weren’t pregnant.
You barely had time to build your nest with Ari’s flannels and Henley shirts and your favorite plush pillows.
The nest was only a quarter done when the cramps started and you’ve been withering in pain ever since this morning.
Letting out a shaky sigh when the cramp finally subsided, Ari walks back into the room with a bag from Walgreens.
He bought all sorts of things for you. He had found a list on Pinterest listed ‘The Ultimate Period Care Package’.
He frantically tossed pills, tampons (although you didn’t need those), heating pads and countless other things on the list into the basket, hating the idea of leaving you alone in his house during your heat.
He even bought some things for his rut in case he were to sync with you. Although he desperately wishes that didn’t happen.
This was your first heat since the two of you bonded and it was nothing like he expected. With most omegas in heat, they were sensitive and clingy with their alphas.
But you? You wanted to clawed his face for even being in the same room as you.
You released a low whine when you noticed his presence. “How you feeling, rebel?”
“Like I want to jump off a bridge,” you grunted out, rolling on your side and curling into a tight ball.
“I uh, I got some Midol for you. But if you didn’t want that, I got Naproxen because I read that it works better than regular Tylenol.” He explains.
He takes a cautious step towards your nest and you snapped at him, a low growl erupting in your chest.
“I can’t help you if you don’t let me near you, baby.” Ari pleads. “Your presence makes it worse,” you groaned, your body trembling as another cramp rips its way through your body.
“I’m your Alpha. It shouldn’t make things worse. My scent should be helping you,”
Yelling into the pillow, you slapped the wooden pillar on the headboard harder every second it took for the cramp to subside.
The crease in Ari’s brow deepened, his hands rested on his hips as he watched you writhing around in his bed.
He sighs, turning away from you and reaching into the bag. He takes the blanket into his hand and opened it up before draping it over your trembling frame.
The wind from the blanket landing, brushed Ari’s scent in your general direction. A quiet purr left your lips and Ari freezes at the soft sound, cautiously taking off his shoes before sliding into the space next to you.
When you turned to face him, he opened his arm to you and you buried your face in between the pecks of his chest.
His chest vibrates as he purrs, his own body relaxing when you purred in response. The stomach relaxed when the cramps slackened.
“Has your heat always been like this?” He asked, you gripped the fabric of his shirt anxiously.
You hummed in response and he rubbed circles on your back. “Ever since I hit puberty,” you explained.
“Yeah. Apparently I have a hormone imbalance. My body produces more estrogen than the DES-hormone.” You started.
“Which is why you needed scent blockers,” he concludes.
“Yes but they were more than just blocking my scent. They were practically suppressing the DES-hormone until it was nonexistent. I could almost pass for a regular human. Hence why my heat is like a menstrual cycle without the blood, ”
“That’s.. I couldn’t imagine how it was for you in your teen years,” “It wasn’t for the weak,” you said with a soft chuckle.
“It had its perks. I was more aggressive than the typical omega so I was barely approached.” You added, smoothing your hand over his chest.
“And when you were?” “I had a cousin who was an Alpha-“ his body tensed at the thought of another Alpha interacting with you.
“And he defended me from persistent Alphas,” you continued, noticing his hand gripping your side.
“Any of them knot you?” “Ari, seriously?” You huffed, another cramp threatening your stomach.
Lifting your head to turn away from him, he pulls you back down on his chest.
“I’m serious, omega. Did any of them knot you?” “Why does that matter, Ari? It was nine years ago. I don’t ask about the omegas you hooked up with before we got together.”
Goosebumps erupted all over your skin when Ari growls at you. All in on motion, he sits up against the headboard and planted you in his lap.
He gripped your chin harshly and bared his teeth at you. “So I take that as a yes?” He questioned.
“I’ve hooked up with an Alpha before yes. Once. Then he tried to stake a claim on me. When I refused, he started stalking me-“ he waited until you finished, wanting to know as much about you as possible.
“I don’t want you to talk about other Alphas during your heat. I don’t want you to talking about other Alphas at all. I don’t even want you thinking about anything else besides my knot during your heat. Understand?”
“If you even think about knotting me during my heat, I will tear it off.”
He taps your cheek with his index finger, tongue in cheek as he processed what you just said
He nodded gently, as if he made something up in his mind. He brings his hand down your to neck and shoved you on your back before you could try to catch yourself.
He sits up on his knees, tearing your fleece shorts down your legs. “Hey!” You start.
He pushed you back down, tearing your tank top down the middle so you were completely exposed.
You bet he enjoyed the power trip of you naked under him while he was fully clothed
“I’m still trying to figure out who you were talking to earlier,” his hand rests on your collar bone as a silent threat to watch your tone.
“You would rip my knot off? The same knot you use to fuck yourself stupid every chance you get? That knot?”
“A-Ari, I’m,” he pried your legs open. You lifted your head to see what was going on when he pushed you back down again and sent a harsh slap to your bare pussy.
Your tried to close your legs around his hand but he sent a warning slap to your thighs, forcing you to hold them open.
He continued to slap your pussy each one harder than the last. “Ari, please.” “Stay,” he commanded, your body took his word as gospel and didn’t move an inch.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
“Ari,” you croak and he stops his assault on your pussy. He leans over you until your noses were touching.
“You aren’t just an ordinary woman. You’re an omega. You’re my omega. Act like it.” “I’m sorry, Ari.”
Smack!
“Say that again?” “I’m sorry Alpha!” You croaked, tears staining your cheeks. Your body relaxed once he lifted the Alpha command.
“I thought we were past this, omega. I was going to let the growls slide because of your heat but you just had to push it didn’t you?”
“I’m sorry,” he tsked at you, his eyes scanning your figure now covered in a thin sheet of sweat.
His gaze stopped at your pulsing core, your slick sliding down your thighs. “You going to be good for me?”
“ Y-yes, Alpha.” You let out a soft moan when he gathered your slick on his fingers and bringing them up to his mouth.
Humming at your taste, he slid down your frame until he was level with your core. “I shouldn’t even be doing this because of your behavior,” he starts, ghosting his lips over your core.
“But you taste so sweet. Such a pretty, brown pussy.”
He spreads your folds with his fingers, sucking harshly on your sensitive clit. “A-Ari,” you groaned, your body twitching as you were already neared your orgasm.
His slaps brought you just close enough to the edge but not to the point of an orgasm.
Alternating between sucking your clit and kitten licking your folds, the sense of euphoria washed over you.
Your body tenses and twists around in his grip as he continues to lick you through your orgasm. When you sat up on your elbows, you met his dominating gaze from in between your thighs.
He propped your legs over your shoulders, rubbing your clit with the tip of his nose as he licked up the broad stripe skillfully.
Creating a suction with his lips, your head dropped back down on the bed. Your shaky hand touched his soft locs, your hips slowly moving against his face until your body seized with another orgasm.
He let you catch your breath, pulling off his tshirt stained with your slick. He set the shirt gingerly in the nest you partially made.
Leaning on one hand, he kissed you warmly. You hummed at your own taste on his lips. He unzips his jeans and kicked them off his legs.
You mewled when you felt his tip smooth over your slick folds.
You rolled onto your stomach, lifting your hips so you were presenting for him but he turned you around so were on your back once again.
Sliding between your legs, he grinds his hard cock against you, occasionally nipping at your neck.
Your hands found his hair and gave it a tug, spurring him on as he left hickeys across your chest.
Lifting one of your legs over his waist, he slowly sunk into you. He cursed when your walls flexed around him, he pushed into you until he bottomed out.
“Still wanna rip my knot off, omega?” He rolls his hips in slow, deep thrusts, moving the leg from his waist to his shoulder for a deeper stretch.
“Hm?” He continues. “No, Alpha.” You whimpered, moaning when his thrusts quickened. His massive hand presses onto your stomach to hold you still so he could drill into you hard and deep.
“Fuuck,” he groans when your walls fluttered against him. You scratched down his back like a crazed woman, gasping when he arches his back as he spears into you.
Your body jolted upwards with every thrust. A strand of his hair brushed against his cheek as he gazed to where your bodies met.
Pins and needles erupted across your chest when his lips brushed against your painfully throbbing mating gland.
“Do it. Please.” You whimpered, wailing his name when his teeth pierced the previously claimed skin.
Lust burned under your skin as you scratched down his arms frantically, your third orgasm of the night washing over you.
Ari hissed when your nails break skin, eyes fluttering closed as your walls clenched around his cock.
“Shit,” he cursed when he knot swells, bringing your bodies closer in primal union.
You felt him soften inside of you, sighing in relief when your body relaxed from the constantly flexing.
The cramps were long forgotten. It was as if they never happened. “Everything okay? I wasn’t too harsh was I?” Ari asks breathlessly from above you.
“I’m okay,” “Okay,” he kisses you warmly, tongue swiping across your bottom lip. “M’sorry about what I said,” he sighs, pulling you flushes against his chest.
He slipped out of you when you hiked a leg across his abdomen, some of his spend leaking down your legs and onto the bed sheets.
“I understand. I wouldn’t be myself if I went through that kind of pain either.” “But watch it next time,” he pats your ass as a warning. “Yes, Alpha.” You purred.
A comfortable silence fell over you, his fingers drawing patterns on your skin and occasionally pressing a kiss to your hair.
“I think my heat broke,” you admitted softly. “Well that didn’t take long,” he says with a chuckle. You met his gaze, heart fluttering when you noticed his irises dilating at the sight of you.
“I love you, rebel.” He starts, smiling as you pondered at the nickname. “I love you too, baby.”
#black!reader#alpha! ari levinson#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson#omega!reader#a/b/o dynamics
187 notes
·
View notes
Text
𝒊𝒗. 𝑪𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒓
𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — (incubus!)ari levinson × fem!reader
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — all you wanted was to go on vacation but your car didn't have the same idea. A handsome stranger and his friends offer to help you. They're devilishly handsome…or almost demon like? Something about them entrances you. Today it's Ari's turn...
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT; dumbification, throat fucking, p in v, rough sex, unprotected sex, brat taming (light), oral (mostly male receiving/ female only short), dom!ari, dirty (filthy) talk, belly bulge, allusions to cream pie, spanking (like twice)
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — THIS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE!!! if you only want smut then this will be it! Ari fucking you for being a brat. Reblog, comment and/or follow! I sometimes feel like there should be more plot? Does anyone want drabble on this series? Do you have ideas?
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐍
When you woke up the next morning everything was quiet, you could only perceive the sound of Bucky’s even breathing. For once in a long time you felt at peace, nothing bothered you.
As you laid there, you replayed the events of the previous night. You had sex before but this? It was the best sex you ever had, Bucky looked after your pleasure instead of using you to get his dick wet.
You cuddled deeper into his embrace, he was so warm and comfortable. Instinctively Bucky wrapped his arms tighter around you, holding you close.
Then a heavy knock on the door pulled you back into reality, “open up punk, we have a meetin’, remember?” It sounded like Steve, but you weren’t completely sure. The incubus next to you groaned in protest, “fuck off,” he shouted to his friend.
On the other side of the door Steve shrugged and opened the door without warning anyone. “Good morning, Angel,” he greeted you smiling before turning to Bucky, “get up or I’ll help ya,” he said in a type of voice that left no room for arguments.
Grumbling something under his breath, Bucky got up from the bed…split naked. Steve pinched the brick of his nose, sighing. You couldn’t hold back your giggle, which made Bucky smirk.
“Seriously?” the blonde questioned his best friend, keeping his eyes shut, “please, don’t act like you haven’t seen it before, or should I say sucked it?” Bucky answered in a teasing tone.
You gasped at the reveal, it didn’t quite surprise you however it still shocked you. Something inside you even found it hot.
“Yeah, Stevie here is a bit smitten with me you know?” the brunette added and walked to the bathroom, leaving you and Steve alone. “I’m not smitten with him, it was ages ago,” he tried to explain himself, but you shook your head. The demon didn’t need to explain himself, you knew how handsome Bucky is.
You didn’t say anything, just chuckled and went to turn back around. Steve however had other plans, “ah, no, Ari made you breakfast, come on Angel,” he nudged your shoulder.
Rather unwillingly you wrapped the blanket around your body and stood up, following Bucky into the bathroom. Your expression was grumpy as you hated being forced to go out of bed, if it was so comfortable why should one leave it?
“Move,” you muttered to Bucky, who frowned but moved aside without hesitation. Begrudgingly you went to take your toothbrush, it was only then you realized you had none.
“I have no toothbrush,” you stated, looking around before walking out to Steve, “I have no toothbrush,” you repeated and looked at him expectingly. Steve took a second to understand, but then quickly left the room to get you a toothbrush.
Meanwhile, you went back to Bucky who had gotten in the shower. Once you had stepped inside you were pulled inside, you found yourself in an all too familiar situation.
“Bucky,” you whined as he began kissing down your neck. “How about we relive the moment from last night, huh?” he muttered against your skin with a little smirk. You threw your head back as you felt his flesh hand slip to your cunt, two fingers teasing your clit. He pulled a whine from you which only spurred the brunette on.
Suddenly Steve busted in, “I have a toothbrush!” he called out and ruined the moment you shared with Bucky.
“Fuck, Steve,” he cursed and glared at his best friend, “couldn’t have taken a bit longer?” Once Steve saw what he had walked in on he closed his eyes instantly, “sorry, sorry,” he laid the toothbrush on the counter and walked out with both hands up.
Bucky went to kneel down, but you stopped him, your hand rested on his cheek, “the moment’s ruined,” you told him. Even though he didn’t want to accept it, he had to agree.
As you showered Bucky helped you wash your hair, massaged your strained muscles, and made sure to take good care of you. For a moment you could give everything up and enjoy the moment.
After showering and putting on the clothes borrowed from Lloyd you walked downstairs to find Ari while Bucky went with Steve.
You were still not in a cheery mood, you hoped it was only Ari in the kitchen. If there was anyone else and he’d make a remark you’d normally brush off, you would explode and snap at them.
The warm smell of pancakes, fresh tea and bacon filled the air, you stomach growled, a clear signal of the hunger you felt.
Stepping into the kitchen you saw Ari flipping a pancake, the table already set. As if he sensed you – which he probably did – he turned around with a smile, “mornin’ Angel,” he greeted you, “I made you some pancakes, bacon, tea and-,” “do you have hot chocolate?” you cut him off, eyes wide.
Ari was taken back a little, but then shock his head, “no, Angel, we don’t, but I have tea,” he tried to make a compromise. You pouted and walked past him, searching through the cabinets.
“I do not want tea, I want hot chocolate ,” you said and went to climb onto the kitchen isle to reach the higher cabinets.
Shaking his head Ari walked over to you and picked you up to set you down, “I told you we do not have hot chocolate, I made you a whole breakfast. Is that not enough?” It was enough but you were persistent on your hot chocolate.
“I didn’t ask you to make me breakfast,” you countered tilting your chin up. Ari towered over you, he tried not to give into your actions knowing it would only rile him up.
“I know you didn’t, I just wanted to make a nice gesture,” the demon explained, and moved you to sit at the table. You grumbled something under your breath as you sat down which Ari could hear very clearly but chose to ignore.
“You’re quite moody when you wake up,” he jested as he put a pancake onto your plate. “I ain’t moody, just not a fan of people forcing me out of bed,” you snapped at him, a little voice in your head told you to be nice. After all he made you breakfast and only wanted your best. However, you couldn’t bring yourself to be nice.
“No one forced you Angel, you could have stayed in bed,” he cooed while stroking your back gently. You weren’t stupid, you realized he was trying to butter you in.
“Well tell that Steve or no, I will tell you because you are the reason I’m here,” you stated turning away from him. Ari sighed, with every passing second his fuse got shorter and shorter.
“Angel,” he tried again but was interrupted by you, “no, I just wanted a hot chocolate, and you couldn’t even give me that!” you whined, now right back with the hot chocolate.
“For god’s sake, woman,” Ari muttered under his breath and stood up cupping your cheeks in his large hands before pressing his lips to yours in a heated kiss. You gasped loudly in shock, but quickly fell into the kiss.
Ari was a drastic change from Bucky, his lips felt warmer yet rougher however felt as addicting as his.
“You’re such a brat,” the incubus told you as you parted for a breather, “you haven’t seen me bratty,” you retorted and wrapped your hands around his neck to pull back in for a kiss.
If Ari wanted a brat, he would get a brat. Never would he imagined that you being a brat would turn him on in the way it did. He hated it when the people he slept with would get snappy, but with you…god he would fuck the brat out of you.
He picked you up, wrapping your legs around his torso and walked into the direction of his bedroom.
“No, no, I don’t wanna go back to bed,” you protested, needing him right here as you didn’t want to wait any longer. “Angel I ain’t gonna fuck you in the kitchen,” Ari told you in a dark tone.
“Ari, you fuck me here,” you snapped at him, he didn’t listen instead he threw you over his shoulder and slapped your ass. Ari kept walking to his bedroom, he kicked the door open and shut behind him. Meanwhile you had began talking his ear off on how you didn’t want to go into the bedroom but rather stay in the kitchen.
You were thrown on the bed by Ari and silenced, “shut that pretty mouth of yours or I will make you,” he threatened you. His words made you clench your walls together, they excited you.
“Then make me,” you smirked at him. That set him off, he ripped your clothes apart and left you completely naked for him, at his mercy.
Hands gripping your ankles Ari pulled you to the edge of the bed, “you look magnificent,” he whispered as he trailed his hands along thighs. Your cunt was pulsing with every centimetre he came closer to your heat.
Grinning he rubbed over you bundles of nerves with the pad of his thumb as his middle and pointer finger stroked over your entrance. You whined, his fingers were bigger than Bucky’s and it was already hard to take him in.
Pushing his fingers in Ari pulled a moan from you, “mhm, you’re wet, like a bitch in heat.” You clenched around his digits which caused him to groan, “fuck, you’re tight, does it hurt Angel? My fat fingers fucking your tight cunt.”
It did hurt, but the feeling turned into pleasure. When he curled them against your sensitive spot, when he drew you closer and closer to your high.
Just as you were about relish in the pleasure Ari stopped and retrieved from your cunt. “What are you doing?” you asked him the moment he denied you your orgasm, sitting up to glare at him.
“You think you can be a brat and not get punished? I thought you were smart, but in fact you’re just a stupid little slut,” Ari spit and gripped you by the back of your neck to pull you forward.
He had you sit at the edge of the bed as he pulled his shirt over his had and removed his pants. Now standing there naked, in all his glory.
Your mouth almost watered at the sight, your eyes roamed over his hairy chest and suddenly felt the need to trail your hands through it.
Then your eyes casted down to his large cock, if you thought his fingers were big you hadn’t seen his cock yet. “Cat caught your tongue?” he smirked and began stroking his hard cock that leaked with precum.
“Now, be a good little Angel and suck my cock,” Ari commanded, in all honesty he already expected you to talk back and not do as he said.
“No, you just take my orgasm away and expect me to suck your dick? Fuck you, I will-,” “enough,” with that he had your face shoved onto his cock, you couldn’t take him all the way. The tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat causing you to make a gagging noise, instead of lifting your head he pushed you down deeper.
Just as you settled, he pulled you back up by your hair, with your mouth agape and spit dripping down the corner of your mouth you looked up at him.
“Lookit you, don’t you look pretty?” Ari had the upper hand and pushed you back down his thick cock. You let your tongue run along his veins, his sensitive veins that made him moan when you licked them.
God, the sound he made only spurned you on. You found it one of the most attractive things in a man when he moaned.
Once he noticed how you tried to take control, he started moving your head at a fast pace, fucking throat raw. “My little cock slut, that’s what you made for, being a dumb little cock slut,” Ari closed his eyes, head fallen back in pleasure.
As much as he wanted to, he couldn’t cum in your mouth just yet. Pulling you away from him fully, you looked fucked out and it was the best sight he had ever seen.
“Look at you all fucked out, now what do you want huh? Little Angel wants my cock?” he questioned you as he picked you up and pushed you closer to the headboard.
You tried to answer him, opened your mouth but no tone came from your tongue. “Have I fucked you silly already? My that was quick,” he teased you as he spread your legs open, “where has my bratty little angel gone, huh,” it was more of a rhetorical question.
How bad you wanted to snap at him so bad, but your mouth felt too sore, “think you can fit my thick cock inside that tight little cunt? ‘Course you can, you’re my dumb cock slut after all,” he chuckled to himself.
Ari lined himself up with your throbbing heat, the tip of his cock gently stroking your entrance before he pushed in. Only the tip, you whine as he slowly kept entering you.
“Ari, oh god,” you found your voice again as the began stretched your tight cunt with his large cock, almost ripping you open. “Gonna split you open, fuck you even dumber than you already are. Won’t remember a thing, not even your name,” it was a promise he intended to keep.
“Please, as if you could,” your fire wasn’t yet extinguished, you wanted to continue riling him up. The way he manhandled and wasn’t soft on you did wonders on you.
“Fine Angel, you wanna test me,” Ari shrugged and entered you without mercy, his full length, thick veiny cock pushed inside you not caring to ease it into you. “Fuck!” you moaned as he filled you up.
At first, he gave you a steady pace, his large hand gripped your wrists together and held them above your head to keep you from moving. “That all you can do?” you gasped, and it seemed like something snapped in the brunette.
His pace became hard and irrational, your whole body was shaking at the impact. “You dumb slut, all you can think of is my cock. Riling me up just so I would fuck you harder…let’s see if you can take it,” Ari wouldn’t slow his pace down, in fact he only fucked you harder.
Moan after moan slipped from your lips as he hit your spot with every thrust. His unoccupied hand gripped your shin pressing it against your stomach.
The new angle causing you to grip Ari tighter, “Angel, if you get even tighter, I won’t be able to move,” he warned. “I-, I can feel-, feel you in my be-, belly,” you stuttered getting the sudden urge to touch the bulge in your belly.
Ari heard you perfectly and let go of your leg to press down on your stomach where he felt his cock moving inside you, “see how big I am, feel my fat cock in your little belly.”
You bit down on your lip as your eyes rolled in the back of your head. Ari felt you clench around him again, a clear sign you were about to come, “if you come without tellin’ me first, I’ll punish you again,” he warned you, not slowing down his pace. This was part of the punishment, if you wanted to say something then you had to while he was fucking you like an animal – okay you hadn’t been with Lloyd yet.
“Ari I’m about to-, to c-come!” you shouted arching your back, “hold on tight,” this was the only warning you got from Ari.
In the next moment you were flipped around, hands on the sheets and ass in the air. Ari didn’t break his rough pace, the change in position has his thick cock made him keep hitting your soft, sensitive spot.
“Please, please I’m coming, Ari I’m coming!” you let out a pornographic moan as you fought hard not to come without his permission.
“Then come for me, dumb slut,” he demanded and rutted into you like a desperate man. Your hands gripped you’re the sheets, head pressing against the mattress as your orgasm washed over you.
Ari had a tight grip on your hips, moving them along with his thrusts, “Ari, shit, fuck,” you cursed. You were fucked through your orgasm, the high was intense, and you wished it never deceased. For a moment you forgot that Ari still hadn’t come, but you were fast reminded of it when he groaned and started breathing heavily.
“Gonna fuck you full of my cum, make you my offical cock slut,” Ari hissed and slapped your ass. Ari cursed when he reached his orgasm, painting your velvet walls with his seed.
His pace became slower as he filled you up, slowly he pulled his cock out of you and a little of his seed dripped from your cunt. Once again Ari manhandled you, turning you on your back. “Look at that pretty cunt filled with my cum, doesn’t it look pretty?” he adored the view, then lifted his eyes to meet yours.
You however were completely out of it, barley understand what he was saying. Only when you felt his hand on your neck you reacted, “what?” you asked weakly.
“I fucked you that stupid huh, my stupid little Angel, did so good,” Ari softly stroked your cheek, he turned back into the soft teddy bear you first met. Before he went to get a cloth to clean you, he covered you with a blanket to make sure you stayed warm.
When he came back, he cleaned you up and out you into one of his shirts which looked more like a dress on you.
He laid himself down next to you, snaking his arms around your shoulders while you cuddled up to him. “Did I tire you out that much?” he chuckled as he traced patterns on the small of your back. You nodded into his chest, right hand trailing over his chest.
Touching him gave you comfort as your eyes became heavier, “it’s okay, when you wake up, we will have lunch and just relax for the rest of the day, deal?” “Deal, teddy bear,” you mumbled against him just before sleep overcame you.
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋��𝐒𝐓 | I do have a taglist however it has conditions that must be followed — you can follow @sstanhoe-updates for updates without anything
𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑳𝑺 𝑫𝑬𝑵 — @smile1318 @georgiapeach30513 @alina02 @broadwaybabe18 @jobean12-blog @buckymcu12 @shara-ne @lou-la-lou
#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson smut#ari levinson one shot#ari levinson fic#my beefy bear ari🧸#the devils den series❤️🔥💯#ari levinson x y/n#ari levinson#ari levinson x female reader#ari levinson x you#ari levinson au#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson fluff#ari levinson fanfiction
515 notes
·
View notes
Text
ari’s spoiled baby princess gf ♡
reblogs are appreciated! u are allowed to use this as inspo for ur stories!
requests are open! ୨୧
#ari levinson moodboard#ari levinson#ari levison x reader#ari levinson x fem!reader#ari levinson smut#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x female reader#steve rogers x black!reader#steve rogers moodboard#steve rogers x reader#steve rogers smut#chris evans smut#chris evans moodboard#chris evans x female reader#aesthetic moodboard#spoiled!reader#steve rogers x black female reader#ari levinson x innocent!reader#ari levinson x spoiled!reader#ari levinson fluff#chris evans x wife!reader#jas’ moodboards#black!fem!reader#black!reader#chris evans x black reader#coquette#girly girl#girly!reader#girly aesthetic#dollette
457 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Title: New Hire [2]
previous chapter
Pairing: Alpha!Mob!Ari Levinson x Naive!Omega!Reader
Summary: After escaping your demanding, violent father, you get your first job nannying for Ari Levinson.
Warnings: Manipulation, Obsessive behavior, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha!Ari, Dubcon, Darkfic, Breeding, Smut, MINORS DNI, Dead dove: Do not eat
A/N: @cocobutterqwueen strikes again, smh. pretty sure this is the second time i’ve turned a oneshot into a series on account of her, lmao. fair warning, i don’t know where this is going, but i hope you’ll enjoy getting there as much as i do. floral divider by @firefly-graphics
This work is entirely unbeta’d, and unedited. Though I don’t own any of Marvel’s characters, this work and the plot contained inside are entirely mine. I do not consent for this work to be posted anywhere else by anyone but me. Enjoy 😘
Even in dreams, the steady rocking motion of your body makes itself known. Through the runny watercolor of your subconscious, you’re aware of the back and forth, the quiet whisper of the sheets on your skin.
“That’s it.”
Ari’s low voice drags you out of unconsciousness, and you slam back into your body, suddenly overwhelmed with sensation as his thick cock slides back into you.
“Good morning, Kitten,” he rasps, dragging his teeth down the side of your throat as you whine at the fullness inside of you. “Couldn’t wait.” His hair falls into his eyes as he grins at you. He loops his arm underneath your thigh, angling himself deeper as you gasp and moan.
“Ari!”
You don’t know how long he’s been at it, but your body already feels wound up tight like a spring as he continues to work you over. You should be used to it by now, it’s how he’s woken you up every day for the last week. It’s like he’s starving for you, his hand buried in your hair as his teeth scrape against the still-new mark at the juncture of your neck and shoulder.
His thick cock punches the air from your lungs in a strained moan, and you feel him chuckle against your skin.
“Fucking cunt’s so perfect, Kitten,” he says in a voice like black honey. “Could stay in my pussy all day.” Despite yourself, you clench down around him at his words, and Ari looses a ragged groan. “That’s it, baby,” he pants. “Fuck.” He’s already so big that you feel the stretch of him every time, regardless of how often he’s you, and you can already feel the base of his cock swelling with his knot, forcing you open even.
You’re not sure if you’re pleading for him to stop or continue as his name drips from your lips like a blasphemous prayer.
“Ari, Ari, Ari—” You cum with a pitiful whine, digging your fingernails into the thick muscles at his shoulders, your thighs squeezing his hips as you writhe underneath him. Ari growls, baring his teeth as he bears down, the frayed cord of his restraint snapping.
“M’gonna fill you up how you need, Kitten,” his voice is low and guttural, fingers digging in to the meat of your hips as he ruts into you. “You want that, don’t you, Omega? Keep you nice and full of me, just like you deserve—” Ari slams into you so hard you squeal, tearing at the bedsheets underneath you as his knot pops into you, sealing the two of you together as he cums, hard. Ari presses his face into your throat, his beard rasping against your skin while his teeth slot neatly into the puncture wounds he’d left behind.
With a pathetic whine you cum again, a strangled gasp escaping your throat. Ari’s pleased growl vibrates against your skin, and you lay there beneath him, panting in the aftermath. When he pulls away from you, you can faintly scent the copper on his breath before he drops his lips to yours, kissing you.
“Morning,” he says again, and you squeak out a quiet “morning” in response before you hide your face against his shoulder. He chuckles breathlessly. “Shy, Kitten?”
You can’t help the embarrassment that heats your cheeks as you nod, unable to look him in the eye. You’re still not used to it, the intimacy. Even though it’s been a week since Ari moved you out of the guest room and into his, it still feels… surreal. Ari drops a kiss on the tip of your nose, before rolling onto his back, bringing you with him, sitting lewdly astride his lap with his cock still wedged inside of you. You grab for the sheets as he rolls over with a deep, sated sigh.
Ari drags his hands up and down your sides, and slowly flexes his hips into yours, laughing softly, when you cover your face with your hands.
“No, Kitten. Don’t hide from me.” Gently, he pulls your hands away, and you’re forced to look him in the eye. “Not so bad, right?” He gifts you with another languorous thrust, and you whine when his knot pulls at your cunt.
“N-no,” you mumble, your face burning. “I just… this is new, I never…” You swallow thickly. Aside from clumsy teenage fumbling that left you feeling guilty and unsatisfied, you’d never really been with anyone. Your father had quite seen to that. In fact, you could scarcely remember your “first time”, a painful, ten minute affair with one of the Beta boys from the neighborhood you’d been sweet on. “I never really had a boyfriend.”
Ari cups your chin. “I’m not your boyfriend, Kitten.” He swipes his finger across the fullness of your bottom lip. “I’m your mate.” The rings on his fingers glint in the low bedroom light. “And I’m going to take care of you.”
“Are you?” The question pops from your lips before you can swallow it down. You remember the way your father took care of your mother, how she worked herself half to death while he drank and smoked and fucked away her efforts. How she’d died, alone in that hospital because your father was too blitzed to drive—
“I’m a man of my word.” Ari says, furrowing his brow and cocking his head at you questioningly. “Have I ever lied to you?”
“I—no,” you admit. You feel your hindbrain preen as he strokes the apple of your cheek. Alpha is strong, it murmurs, just beneath the noise of your thoughts. Protects us. “But I’m… I’m scared, Ari. I, I don’t know you, a-and we’re mated, and—” You’re beginning to hyperventilate, all the ways in which this is wrong, so wrong are circling in your head. He’s your boss, it’s inappropriate, never should have happened—
“Hey, hey, Kitten, it’s okay,” he sits up, his softened cock slipping from your oversensitive folds as he presses you to his chest. Ari is so big, even sitting it’s like he towers over you as he wraps his arms around your body. “I know, I know things are new, and different now.” His voice is so soothing, so easy to listen to as he rubs his hand in circles on your back. “Sometimes this is how relationships go, Kitten. The rest will fall into place.”
He sounds so sure, it’s hard not to believe him. Your panicked breaths ease as Ari rocks you, his lips soft against your temple. You actually feel… safe.
Safe.
You’re not sure how long you sit there, but your heart rate has eased, and your staccato breaths have returned to normal by the time the pitter patter of little feet outside the door draws your attention. Liam bangs on the door with his tiny fists, and you hear the rumble of Ari’s laughter in his chest.
“Daddy,” he calls through the door. “It’s breakfast time, daddy! Are you up yet?”
“Wait for me in the kitchen, pal,” Ari calls. “We’re going to go out for breakfast.”
You manage to disentangle yourself from Ari—which is no small feat, considering how much he likes to touch you—and get into the shower. You make it quick, hopping out just as Ari is about to step in, and his palm cracks loudly against your ass as you scoot by. You yelp, as much from the pain as from the surprise as Ari clucks his tongue at you.
“Next time wait for me, Kitten.” He says with a wink. You rub lotion into your skin as you sit on the bed, before slipping into a sundress and sandals. Liam is downstairs waiting patiently, and he beams at you as you enter.
“Good morning!” he chirps, his wide grin missing a few teeth.
“Morning bud,” you say, crossing the kitchen to the fridge. You pull out the orange juice, and pour some into one of Liam’s brightly colored plastic cups. “Here you go.” He takes it from you, and takes a grateful swallow. “What do we say when someone gives us something, Li?” You ask, cocking your head.
“Thank you,” he replies bashfully, his little cheeks reddening. “I, I went to your room this morning but you wasn’t there.”
“Weren’t there,” you correct gently, more out of habit than anything. Your own face grows warm at his words, and you find yourself scrambling for an explanation.
“Well, um, you see, I, um—”
“She’s my mate, Liam,” Ari answers easily, and your head snaps up at the sound of his voice. You don’t know how a man as large as Ari manages to move so silently. “We’re all one big family, now, aren’t we?” You’re not sure Liam really comprehends the seriousness of the commitment—one you weren’t even sure if you’d consented to—but he seems pleased just the same, sipping on his orange juice.
“Y-yeah,” you reply with a small smile as Ari loops his arm around your shoulders. “Family.”
—
You’re not sure why you’re surprised when Ari parks the Jaguar directly in front of Goldie’s, but you suppose you shouldn’t be. Ari doesn’t do anything small, and that apparently includes breakfast. Goldie’s is a diner—the most popular one in the tristate area. The line stretches around the block, but Ari doesn’t bother finding the end of it. You try to ignore the murmurs of frustration filling the air behind you as Ari pulls open the double doors.
“Kevin, good to see you,” he greets the maitre’d with a familiar smile. “Any room for us?”
“Always, Mr. Levinson.” Ari grasps your hand, and you hoist Liam on your hip. He’d fallen asleep in the car with his thumb in his mouth, and it was too adorable for you to disturb him just yet, even for the waffles he’d been promised. Ari squeezes your hand, before leaning down to murmur in your ear.
“You’re such a good mother, Kitten.”
The complement makes your cheeks warm even as your stomach fills with hot lead. This wasn’t what I signed up for. Your conflicted thoughts won’t move from your mind, no matter how hard you shove at them, and as you settle the boy in the booth, he pops his thumb from between his lips and gives you a sleepy smile.
“Thank you.”
Your heart clenches. You do love Liam… Ari isn’t wrong about that. Ari sits across from the two of you.
“What are you hungry for, Kitten?” He slides you one of the menus with a wink. “On me.”
You open it, and begin scanning the items. Everything is expensive, all fancy, overwrought versions of staple items.
It looks amazing.
You’d never been anywhere like this before, not that you could remember. Your parents hadn’t had the spare funds for much—sometimes, not even groceries. And nights out had consisted of the drive thru, or if you were especially lucky, Chinese from the shop a few blocks away. This was… entirely new. It makes you feel… strangely inadequate. After all, what kind of person’s never been out to eat before?
“Um, this looks good.” You point at something underneath the section labeled Tried and True. Ari nods his approval at your choice. You glance down at Liam. “What are you getting?”
“Waffles!” He’s as decisive as his father. “Dad promised.”
“You’re right,” Ari’s warm laughter fills your ears. “I did.” When the waitress returns, he orders for everyone, checking that nothing’s changed. “That’s right, isn’t it Kitten?”
“Y-yeah, that’s, um. That’s it.” From your bag, you produce one of Liam’s coloring books and a pack of crayons, which he accepts and thanks you for without prompting. You busy yourself asking him about his drawing—it’s easier than acknowledging Ari, who watches the two of you with a pleased expression.
So he does it for you.
“Kitten.” His hand covers yours and you’re forced to look up, meet Ari’s cool gaze. “Your family name—your father’s name, it’s Randolph, isn’t it?” He asks, and you swallow thickly, nodding. There’s no use lying to Ari, and you know it. It’s like he can smell the dishonesty on your breath whenever you try.
“Yes. I have my mother’s maiden name, though.” You wonder if he can feel your relief at that through the bond. It’s been almost a year since you’d left your father’s house—run away, really. But you were grown, had been grown for years. So even when the cops found you in that shitty apartment before Ari, all they could do was tell you your father was looking for you and ask for permission to share your location, which you hadn’t given them.
You don’t like talking about your father. Even before last week when Ari had snapped after the amusement park, you kept the mentions of your past vague and uninteresting, unworthy of further questioning. You hadn’t hidden anything, either; Ari knew your real name, your phone number, previous addresses. It was certainly enough to get more information about you if one had the resources at their disposal.
What resources did Ari have at his disposal?
Breakfast is delicious, and by the time you make it back to the car you feel overfull, but sated. You climb into the passenger seat after making sure that Liam is buckled in safely, and you don’t jump when Ari rests his palm on your knee through your dress. He rubs tender circles with his thumb as he navigates out of the crowded parking lot and out onto the road.
“Did you have a good time, Kitten?” He purrs, and you nod, your breath catching in your throat a little.
“Yes, it was really nice, Ari. Thank you.”
“You don’t need to thank me, sweetheart. It’s what I should be doing for you.” He gives your thigh an affectionate little squeeze. “That reminds me. I have something for you.” The lopsided grin on his handsome face sets butterflies swirling in your stomach. “Well, two things. Glove compartment for one, my wallet for the other.” He fishes the dark leather wallet out of his pocket, and tosses it into your lap. “I had a card printed for you. Now you won’t even have to ask.”
The thick black card is metal and heavy, and there’s a gold chip glinting at the other end of it. Your name is printed in raised block letters on the front, and you run your thumb across it. It feels strangely serious as you slip it into your own wallet, almost afraid to open the glove compartment next.
“That’s the real gift,” Ari replies jokingly, nudging you with his elbow as he turns off of the freeway. “You can buy whatever you like, Kitten.” It’s unsettling being handed the keys to the proverbial kingdom—you’re not even sure what to do with them. You know Ari’s…wealthy, though you’ve no idea what his paychecks or… anything look like.
“Ari—”
“Open your other present, Kitten.” In the glove compartment is a long, slim jewelry box. Even the velvet covering on the outside feels expensive, and when you crack it open with nervous fingers, the delicate gold chain inside winks at you from the white satin cushion. You only briefly wonder if it’s real—knowing Ari, it certainly is. Gently, you stroke it with the pads of your fingers.
“Do you like it?”
“Ari, it’s beautiful.” The pendant hanging from the chain is shaped like a sitting cat, inside a heart. It’s the nicest piece of jewelry you own—everything else you have is gaudy and costume-y, things you’d grabbed from stalls at the mall when you took Liam with you to pick things up. Ari smiles at you, squeezing your knee again.
“I’m happy, Kitten.”
The Jaguar rounds the corner into the private drive leading up to the house. The gate slides open at the car’s approach, and you glance back at Liam, who is wide awake and flipping through one of the simple books you’d been reading with him. The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe was Liam’s latest fascination, and you all were currently right in the middle. You stifled a quiet giggle as you watched him carefully avoid flipping past the brightly colored bookmark—so as not to spoil himself with the illustrations.
What a good kid.
Ari’s low mutter draws you from your thoughts, his tension arcing sharply through the bond.
“What the fuck?” It’s so low Liam doesn’t hear it, but you do, your eyes snapping up to his face. Ari looks surprised, yes, but angry too, and you follow the line of his vision to—
“Stay in the car, Kitten.” You nod wordlessly at his order—he hadn’t even needed to make it an Alpha command, you would have obeyed him either way. Your stomach clenches and rolls, and your mouth won’t move as Liam leans forward in his seat, tugging on your elbow.
“What’s the matter?” He asks, his little voice muffled through the ringing in your ears and the rush of your blood. You can’t answer him, no sound comes out of your mouth as you stare at the man through the windshield, and he waves at you around Ari’s stern shoulder.
“Well aren’t you all grown up, darlin’?” You’re not fast enough at rolling up the windows, and even as Ari blocks his view, you hear his smug laughter. “What,” he says loudly in protest as he tries to skirt around your mate.
“Can’t a man see his daughter?”
to be continued…
Hello friends! I no longer maintain a taglist, so please follow @box-of-bones-library for updates and new work, thank you!
Likes and comments are amazing, but reblogs are golden! Please consider sharing my work so that others can see it too!
#chris evans fanfiction#chris evans smut#chris evans x reader#chris evans characters#ari levinson#ari levinson x reader#alpha!ari levinson#ari levinson x you#ari levinson smut#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x female reader#ari levinson x y/n#alpha ari levinson#chris evans imagine#alpha/beta/omega AU#alpha/beta/omega dynamics#ari levinson fanfiction#boxofbonesfic#New hire fic#mob!au#mob!ari levinson
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
| Party Girl Teaser |
Summary: You secretly go to a party mid exam season and your friend forgets to exclude Ari, your responsible senior boyfriend, from their social media stories. To make things worse, said party is at his rival, Ransom Drysdale's house, who unbeknownst to you, ends up posting a picture of you two together.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Ari Levinson. This will be a mature story so browse at your own discretion. Minors do not interact.
Warning(s): Spanking, groping, punishment, protective!Ari, possessive!Ari Daddy kink, ddlg vibes, fingers, orgasm denial, p-in-v, cock warming, slight angst because we are being responsible for once.
Status: Complete.
Note: Tap on the status to access. 🩷
#ari levinson#ari levinson smut#ari levinson imagine#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson x you#ari levinson x female reader#ari levison x reader#ari levinson x y/n#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson fanfiction#ari levinson fic#ari levinson angst#chris evans#chris evans characters#chris evans character fanfiction#chris evans character x reader#chris evans imagine
257 notes
·
View notes
Note
There is a trend on some social media where the wife/Gf gives her man a full plate and only her self a little saying that is all that was left. How would Andy and Ari act in that situation?
What's Eating You, Mr. Levinson?
Summary: You decide to test your man's patience with a prank you saw on TikTok. CLICK HERE to read Andrew Barber's reaction to the same prompt.
Warnings: Mature Themes, References to Smut, Ari Being A Menace, Brat!Reader, TikTok Hijinks, Brief Mention of Calorie Counting, Bickering, Manhandling, Threats of Spanking/Punishment, Discussion of a Sex Tape, Cursing, Minors DNI
A/N: Prompt brought to you courtesy of a Reader Request. This fic features Ari Levinson from my Sweet Renegade Series. Semi-proofread, not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated. Thanks for reading!
You weren’t quite sure what possessed you to do this. If anybody asked, you would claim temporary insanity. But right now you were about to get up to some mischief.
“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.” You mutter under your breath as you adjust the position of the camera you hid tucked away behind a plant. Pleased with the angle, you make a mental note to revisit the world of Harry Potter sooner rather than later.
It was officially time for a reread.
Tonight you were gonna play a little joke on your bounty hunter boyfriend. One that you’d come across the other day after accidentally straying from the wonderful world of BookTok. You just hoped he would find it as amusing as you did. In fact, you were certain that he would.
Eventually.
Hands on your hips, you do an about-face and traipse back into the kitchen to get started on dinner. On tonight’s menu was a Tuscan pork roast, complete with red wine mushrooms and Haricots Verts – also known as French Green Beans. And for dessert, you’d decided to whip up your man’s favorite: key lime pie
So, even if he got pissed at you later, you were confident you had something that would soothe his ruffled feathers.
Fingers crossed.
Later that Evening…
The heady thrum of excitement hits you the moment you hear the open and shut of your front door. Having anticipated his arrival, you’d even thrown on a new dress and cued up a little music. While it wasn’t your usual style, you knew without a doubt that Ari would appreciate your efforts.
“Bird?”
The sound of your nickname has a smile forming on your lips before you even realize it. Smoothing your hands over your skirt, you make your way towards your mudroom, eager to greet your handsome bounty hunter.
His eyes light up the moment he sees you. He stands there for a moment, drinking in the sight you clad in your new black dress and wedge heels.
“Well, get a look at you.” He breathes, allowing his bag to drop at his feet next to his forgotten boots.
“You like?” Biting your lip, you give into temptation and do a little spin.
Confidence blooms when you hear his appreciative whistle. But that’s nowhere near enough for your man. Because now that you’d gone and given him a show, he wanted more.
“Oh baby, I love.”
Pulling you into his arms, his mouth quickly descends upon your own. His tongue wastes no time finding yours, exploring every inch, every corner of your mouth. He lets you know without words that he’s so unbelievably happy to be home holding you like this.
You cling to him, your hands roving beneath the soft fabric of his t-shirt to run along the sculpted plane of his back. When he finally lets you up for air it’s so he can nuzzle his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet, unique scent.
“You’re beautiful.” He rasps, pecking your lips once more, his large hands come up to frame your face. “So beautiful. Can’t wait to take this dress off you later, see what you might be hiding underneath.”
“All in good time, Beast.” Your lashes flutter closed as you lean into his touch. “All in good time.”
“What if I don’t wanna wait?” His husky growl rumbles from somewhere deep in his chest as he fiddles the material of your skirt.
“Well, you’re gonna.” Comes your cheeky response. “So go on and wash up for supper. We’re having something yummy.” You bat as his hands, intending to shoo him up the stairs.
The look that flashes across your man’s face makes it clear that he’d much rather have you for dinner instead. He boxes you in, slowly crowding you with his much larger frame as he backs you against a nearby wall.
However, you refuse to let yourself be swayed.
“I mean it, mister.” You repeat, poking him in the chest. “Now, be a good boy and go wash up.” Ari’s eyes darken at your words. His head dips without warning as he bites your finger, sucking the digit into his mouth, making you gasp.
“Alright, Duchess. Have it your way.” He growls once he finally deigns to release you. “You’d best be ready for me when I get back.” With that, he gives you his back as he strides off in the direction of the stairs.
“I ain’t scared of you.” You tell his retreating form, waiting until you hear his heavy footfalls sounding on the floor above you. Only then do you move, intending to finish setting up for dinner.
‘Alright, sugar.’ You think, taking a second to fluff your curls. ‘Time to earn yourself an Oscar.’
Fifteen Minutes Later…
You’ve just finished hiding away what’s left of your meal when you hear Ari make his way into your tiny dining room.
“Have a seat, Beast!” You call out, hoping that the act you were about to put on was at least mildly convincing. “I–I’ll be right in.”
Blowing out a breath you snag your bounty hunter’s plate, along with a glass of wine, and head into the next room. Although he admittedly wasn’t much of a wine drinker before he met you, he tended to enjoy whatever selection you paired with your meal.
Tonight you’d picked a lovely pinot noir.
This time when you see him, you’re treated to the sight of a freshly showered Ari lazily sprawled in one of your slightly too small chairs. His still damp hair is pushed back off his face as he waits for you, patiently biding his time while he plans his next move.
Or so you assumed, anyway.
“Here you are.” You sing as you approach. “Tonight I bring you an expertly roasted Tuscan pork loin, complete with a garlic and mushroom risotto and french-style green beans.”
“Smells good, baby.” He absentmindedly scratches at his jaw while he surveys the mountain of food on his plate.
“Hopefully it tastes good too.” You lean down to press a quick kiss against his temple. “I’ll, uh, be right back with mine.” The handsome brute smacks your ass when you turn to depart, making you yip.
“Hurry back.” He grunts, letting out a chuckle when he sees you trying to rub the sting out of your butt.
Seconds later you return with your food before quietly taking a seat at the table, all the while refusing to make eye contact. Picking up your napkin, you make a show of draping it across your knee, and then…
You wait.
It doesn’t take long for Ari to notice the differences between your respective plates, and it takes even less time for him to speak on it – much to your internal satisfaction.
“What the–?” Ari pushes his plate aside so that he can get a better look at your virtually empty one. “Where the hell’s the rest of your food, baby?” His deep voice comes out deceptively soft.
“Huh?” You cast him a sheepish glance, feigning embarrassment. “Oh this? It’s fine.”
“That’s not what I asked, Bird.” The quiet steel in his voice is impossible to miss.
“I know it wasn’t. But this was all that was left, so…” You trail off, averting your gaze in favor of using your fork to push food around your plate. “It’s fine.”
“There’s that damn word again.” You hear him grumble under his breath, his nostrils flaring in frustration. “I got news for you, Bird. It ain’t fine.” He grouses, reaching for you even as you shift away.
“But it is.” You sing, daintily fanning yourself with a napkin.
“No it isn’t.” He sings right back, clearly not understanding your game. Which was a good thing. It meant that you two could play a little longer.
“Look, if this is about you feeling like you need to start counting calories again…” Ari goes to rest his elbows on the table, his own meal all but forgotten. “Then please believe me when I tell you that you look phenomenal. And not just tonight, baby. I mean every night.”
You feel your cheeks heat as your body responds to his praise. That familiar warmth soon spreads, pooling in your belly while you mentally preen at his words.
“Thank you, Ari.”
“Oh don’t thank me, sweet girl.” His already husky voice dips another octave. “I just want you to eat.” You stifle a small shiver when the roughened pads of his fingertips lightly graze over your hand. “Now, do me a kindness and take your pretty little self back into that kitchen and fix yourself a proper plate.”
And there it was. He thought you were lying about there not being any leftovers. He was right, of course. Just not the way he thought he was.
“I would if I could, sugar.” You stretch out your legs beneath the table as you prepare to really sell the narrative. “Honest. But there really isn’t anything left. I…accidentally only bought one pork loin instead of two. And then I misjudged the recipe for the risotto, but that was most likely on account of the fact that I was in my feelings about the state of Herb & Twine’s green beans selection. It wasn’t very good.”
Ari doesn’t tell you this, but he’s actually impressed by your ability to speak that fast without so much as taking a breath. Instead all you receive is a gruff “uh huh” for your trouble.
“So,” You forge on, now fully committed to the bit. “I salvaged what I could out of the meal I planned and then gave most of it to you.”
“Why?”
Boy, he did not look happy. Which was great news for you
“Because…” You draw out the word, wincing when you belatedly notice the sudden tick in his jaw. “I just…felt like you shouldn’t have to suffer for my mistakes.”
“Oh.” He hums, pursing his lips as he mulls over your story. “Well, I reckon we’ll just have to fix that.”
Unsure of what he means, you open your mouth to keep talking, only to let out a shriek when Ari suddenly reaches over to grip the back of your chair to drag you, and it, over closer to him.
“Christ, Beast!” Your hand flies to your still-heaving chest as you will your heartbeat to calm down.
But your man’s not done yet.
You scarcely have time to catch your breath before you’re hauled into his lap. Immediately your arms go to weave themselves around his neck to keep you from falling. Not that Ari would’ve ever allowed that to happen.
Seemingly unbothered by your rather dramatic response, Ari seeks to balance you on top of his muscled thighs as he leans over again to retrieve your plate. You watch in confusion as he unceremoniously dumps the contents onto his own dish before setting yours aside once more.
“Hate to break it to you, Duchess.” He seamlessly adjusts your positions so that he can grasp his knife and fork. “But I don’t need all this food. So it looks like we’ll just have to share.”
Momentarily stunned by this turn of events you can only nod as he feeds you a tender bite of pork. It takes a moment for you to find your voice, but when you finally do, it’s to utter two simple words.
“Ari, wait.”
“‘Fraid I’m not really in the mood to wait.” Your impatient bounty hunter warns. But he does pause his efforts, his fork hovering mere centimeters from your mouth. “You’re nuts if you think I’m the kinda man who would even consider stuffing himself while his lady sits by and starves.”
“I know.” You assure him before rearranging your body so that you’re facing him, your thighs now straddling his hips. “And I think that’s awfully sweet.”
“Great. So how about you –”
“But since this is a prank…” The grin you’re sporting threatens to split your face in two. “It looks like you get to keep your food.”
Ari blinks back at you, his mouth briefly opening and closing in a way that very much reminds you of a fish. You feel positively giddy as you press your hands on either side of his bearded face so you can plant a kiss on his full lips while he tries, and fails, to make sense of what you just said.
“Run that by me one more time.” His quiet snarl is enough to have you soaking your panties.
“I saw this thing on TikTok, where these women all decided to prank their boyfriends by serving them this big ol’ plate of food, while pretending to give themselves only a little bit and claiming that was all that was leftover. They filmed their reactions and posted ‘em for everyone else to see.”
“What the hell is a fuckin’ TikTok?”
“It’s this app where you…” You pause as you try to find the right words. “Where people can, um–”
“Post dumb shit?” He quirks a tawny brow as he tries to remain serious, even though you’re also pretty sure that you just saw his lips twitch. “Come up with new and inventive ways to torture the men that love them?”
“I mean, that’s not all it is.” You take a moment to whisper kisses along his chiseled jaw. “But I guess that’s a pretty accurate description.”
“Hmph.” Your grumpy bounty hunter continues to glower at you, even as his large, warm hands move to settle on your hips. “And am I right to assume you’re recording this?”
“Maybe…” You giggle, not bothering to hide just how funny you found this all to be. “Oh – but I was never gonna post it. Promise.”
You hold up your pinky, trying your hardest to look solemn. But the look Ari gives you lets you know that he’s done falling for your act.
“I’m warning you, Duchess.” He grunts, lightly bouncing you on his lap. “I swear to God, if I catch myself on that fuckin’ tock clock…thing…you have my word that I’m gonna redden that ass.”
“I already told you I wasn’t gonna.” You reassure him once more, resting your forehead against his. “By the way, thanks for bein’ such a good sport about the whole thing.”
“No problem.” He flashes you a feral grin, revealing his pearly white teeth. It shoots straight to your core. “But the way I see it, you kinda owe me one. Don’t you?” He leans in close as his hands begin gently kneading your curves.
“Um…I don’t think–” You let out a soft whimper when he drags his nose along the delicate column of your throat.
“Oh, but I do.” He nips at your jaw.
“I suppose that’s fair.”
“Trust me, it is.” His sensual growl has you practically shivering with need. “Which is why you’re gonna show me where you hid that camera.” His lust-filled gaze drops to your cleavage as he openly begins undressing you with his eyes.
“Now hold on a minute, Beast –” You stammer once realization dawns.
“Aw, don’t fret.” Ari’s rueful chuckle lets you know that you will never win this battle. “You’ll have your turn to direct our little movie.” Ari suddenly stands without warning so that he can gently deposit you back in your own chair. “Especially now that I know how much you love performing for the camera.
Oh, the man had you there. Sometimes your Beast was a bit too cunning for your liking.
“I don’t think–” You try again, now feeling shy. “What we do in the dark has no business being on film!”
“Hm, guess we’ll just have to keep the lights on. But for now, let’s get you fed.” He drops a kiss on your head before picking up your empty dish and sauntering off towards the kitchen. “We’ll talk lighting and camera angles once you’re finished.”
Good Lord on high. What had you just gotten yourself into?
“Here we are.” Ari continues upon his return a few minutes later. He sets your down in front of you before taking your napkin and redraping it across your lap. “But I’d eat fast if I were you.”
“Um…why?” You ask, eyeing him warily.
“Because.” He winks at you before taking a seat and enthusiastically spearing a piece of meat onto his fork. “Tonight’s dress rehearsal starts in thirty minutes.”
END
Sweet Renegade Series Tag List
@katymae12344
@identity2212
@hisredheadedgoddess28
@blackhawkfanatic
@jamneuromain
@queerqueenlynn
@pono-pura-vida
@daykrisr999
@jamneuromain
@ninacutebee16
@whiskeytangofoxtrot555
@emerald-writes
#cevansbrat0007 asks#cevansbrat0007 sweet renegade series#chris evans imagines#ari levinson imagines#chris evans fanfiction#ari levinson fanfiction#chris evans x you#ari levinson x you#chris evans x black!reader#ari levinson x black!reader#chris evans x woc!reader#ari levinson x woc!reader#chris evans x black reader#ari levinson x black reader#chris evans smut#ari levinson smut#chris evans x reader#chris evans x female!reader#chris evans x girlfriend!reader#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson x female!reader#ari levinson x girlfriend!reader#chris evans x poc!reader#ari levinson x yn#chris evans x yn#ari levinson x y/n#chris evans x y/n#ari levinson girlfriend!reader#chris evans x fem!reader#ari levinson x fem!reader
436 notes
·
View notes
Text
✨Pairing✨: trucker!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader
Summary🪄: It’s always a time when uncle Ari comes around
⚠️: uncle!Ari (just as damaging as dad!Ari and regular Ari lol) mention of nightmares, pretty much all fluff💕
A/N🎤: Hey guys! Another Halloween themed fic but this time with a softer Ari😌. This will serve as atonement to myself (and others who might be affected) for daring to make my fave dark in my last post lol. Hope you guys like it!!
*DISCLAIMER!: although visual made by me via Canva, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pics used as they were all found on Pinterest*
As expected, four year old Grace had been attached to Ari since the moment you both arrived to babysit for the night. You wouldn’t say you were upset seeing that he was her uncle and that they’ve talked nearly every day since she could babble, but there was still a little sting every time you were greeted with a quiet “hi” or short wave before she was gone and you long forgotten.
Like now as they dug through their shared pumpkin emptying it’s stringy contents while you were in charge of decorating the sugar cookies waiting on the cooling rack.
“S’cold!,” she squealed dumping out her handful of pumpkin guts.
“Be careful of the seeds, you swallow one and a huge pumpkin’s gonna grow in your belly,” Ari warned to which little Grace quickly shook her head.
“Nuh-uh!”
“Uh-huh!”
“No uncle Ari, we can eat. See?” Before either of you can say anything, she’s quick to set one on her tongue happily chewing until she can swallow it down rubbing her belly. “I’m fine.”
“I guess you showed me huh,” he chuckles tapping her nose and leaving some juice from his finger on her skin successfully turning it light orange. Grace is quick to retaliate though rubbing her hands on his cheeks to leave behind tiny pieces of string as she giggles - and you do too from the other side of the kitchen.
Honestly you couldn’t blame her for picking Ari over you as her favorite. You’d choose him too if you had to pick between the two of you.
“Alright, it’s pretty much cleaned out now. You want scary or funny?,” he asks watching as she adorably tapped her tiny finger to her temple in thought.
“Hmm…funny!”
“Got it,” he nods. “Why don’t you get cleaned up and help your aunt with cookies?”
“I got everything we could ever want Grace,” you smile reaching in your grocery bag full of decorating goodies. “There’s sprinkles - three different shapes I might add - glitter, edible stickers, and stencils to help us draw shapes!”
The way she gazed at the sprinkles with her mouth in a little “o”, you think you’ve got her. Finally able to bond with her over a shared love of cookies like you were in one of those Hallmark movies. Like a little happy family.
“Um..wanna stay with uncle Ari.”
Well, so much for that.
“Oh okay,” you answer successfully hiding your hurt behind your nonchalance. Ari still notices though giving you a sympathetic smile and mouthing, “sorry.”
You appreciated him trying, but maybe you were just meant to be the fun uncle’s wife that barely got a hello. And who tends to go overboard with cookie decorating supplies.
•
“Alright ladies are we ready?,” Ari asks sitting on the navy blue sectional between you and a bouncy Grace nodding yes. During your spaghetti dinner - made by Ari since apparently his was the best although he used your recipe - he suggested that you all watch a movie afterwards.
Specifically, Gremlins.
His thought process being what better way for everyone - more so you and Grace - to spend time together than to watch a movie? Especially a spooky one seeing that it was the night before Halloween. You, on the other hand, had a few concerns on his niece potentially being scared of the little troublesome creatures.
“She’ll be fine. It’s not that scary,” he assured kissing your cheek.
Freshly bathed and in her appropriately themed pumpkin pajamas, Grace couldn’t wait holding on tight to her Mickey Mouse blanket as she watched her uncle press play.
“Share with me!,” she smiles just as Ari spreads the bigger, cream blanket over both yours and his lap.
“I’m not gonna fit though bug.”
“Uh huh! Watch,” she states crawling into his lap and neatly spreading the grey blanket over her legs and his thighs. You - again - casted off to the side with your blanket as she tilts her head back to look up at him. “We fit!”
“Y-Yea, looks like we do.” He gives you another sympathetic smile draping his arm around your shoulders while you bundle deeper under the blanket.
“I’d rather be by myself anyway. Little does she know her uncle is a blanket hog,” you think trying to make yourself feel better.
•
Ari appeared to be right on Grace not being scared. She even fell asleep towards the end with her upper half on the cushion next to them and lower half still on his lap; mouth wide open pointed towards the ceiling. Ari was the one to tuck her in bed, while you cleaned up the blankets and plates of cookie crumbs left in the living room.
You were the last to enter the shared guest room to finally get ready for bed yourself. Your love struck husband taking turns gazing at you and the last period of some hockey game as you strode back and forth from the bathroom to the bedroom. A small, dopey smile on his lips watching you wash your face and apply all your products.
“Share with me?,” he pouts with those puppy eyes making you giggle while sliding into the full sized bed.
“I don’t know,” you sigh, “I feel like Grace is gonna somehow come in saying how she wants you to sleep in her room instead because that’s where you’re supposed to be.”
Yes probably a little petty, but you couldn’t hold it in anymore.
His tattooed arms bring you closer into his body pecking the top of your head as you settle between his pecs. A low “aw” vibrating in his chest while his hands rub along your back.
“I know I probably sound jealous, but I’m not. I love how you have a great relationship with your niece! But it’s like she hates me and I have no idea what I did.”
He knew that had always been a bit of a fear for you. Kids hating you for whatever reason, thus meaning you shouldn’t have them although you did desire to be a mother one day. It’s why you were nervous meeting Grace all those years ago, afraid that the smallest mess up would ruin everything.
It didn’t help that the minute Ari passed her to you, she began whining and squirming. Your coos of comfort and gentle rocks didn’t seem to help, only making her more agitated not getting what she wanted. She didn’t stop until she was back in Ari’s strong arms and you kept your distance the rest of the visit cautious of a repeat interaction.
If only he could get you to ignore that fear and really see how everyone you met - adults and children alike - had no issues with you. Some even left enchanted by the charisma you thought you lacked.
“I promise, she doesn’t hate you gorgeous.”
“She said so?,” you quietly ask lifting your head with a hint of hope.
“Well…no. But she didn’t say the opposite either.” He tried to soothe your qualms, but it’s not helping the way he hoped watching your head fall back to his chest with a light huff. “Trust me sweetheart. I guess she’s just attached to me because-,”
“You’re amazing and clearly the favorite,” you mumble making him chuckle.
“I was gonna say because I talk to her more, but I’ll take the compliment.”
It’s not long after that you’re both falling asleep lulled by the shared warmth from holding each other. Ari’s soft snores vibrating the side of your face still lying on his chest.
You think you’re dreaming when a mix of a whine and cry hits your ears disrupting your rest and making you groggily sit up. Hearing feet shuffling outside your door though confirms those sounds are in fact real, giving you more motivation to investigate.
Your husband’s too far gone in his own dreamland to be affected by your moving; still lightly snoring with an arm over his forehead and the other out by his side.
Quietly opening the door, you wrap your arms around yourself in your thin pajama set feeling the chill of the night air seeping into your sister in law’s house before carefully padding out to the living room. There, you notice something on the couch moving under the blanket you folded earlier causing you to freeze in place. It was then you realized you probably should’ve woken Ari up so he could be the one playing detective or at least grabbed something you could use to defend yourself.
“H-Hello?,” you call out to the dim space only lit by a couple plug in nightlights in the walls.
“Hi,” Grace’s soft voice responds with a short sniffle.
You also realize how you’re sleepy brain might not be fully thinking straight unable to conclude earlier how it could just be your own niece sitting there on the couch.
Stepping closer, you sit on the cushion next to hers peeling back the cotton throw until you see her splotchy face and red eyes. Water attached to her curled lashes and some still threatening to spill over. “What’s wrong?”
“Bad dream…gwemlins,” she answers using the blanket to wipe her eyes. You immediately hug her close as you coo and assure her everything’s okay.
And surprisingly, she hugs you back.
Her tiny arms wrap tight around you - well, as far as they could with her adorably short reach - almost refusing to let you go.
“Yea, when they get angry they can be scary huh?”
She nods. “And have very very sharp teeth.”
“They do, but luckily they’re not real so there’s nothing-,”
A crash from the back room startles both of you making Grace scream, with the six year old nearly choking you now having her arms around your neck.
“It’s them!,” she cries hiding her face in your shoulder just as Ari limps into the living room holding his knee and appearing half asleep.
“Damn dresser,” he grumbles wiping his eyes that quickly fill with concern seeing both of you on the couch and his niece upset. “What’s wrong?”
“Grace had a nightmare about Gremlins,” you answer pointedly glaring at him as if saying, “I told you so!”
The slight wince on his face isn’t just from an uncomfortable knee as he walks forward to perch on the coffee table. “I’m sorry bug. I didn’t mean to show that to you to scare you.”
“Not nice uncle Ari,” she mumbles still attached to you.
“Forgive me?,” he pouts holding his arms out for a hug. “Peas?”
Wiping her eyes one last time, a small smile begins to spread on her lips as she moves from you to Ari. A fit of giggles rapidly escaping her mouth as his larger body practically swallows hers in a bear hug and he attacks her cheeks with kisses. A dramatic “mwah” sounding every time he made contact causing you to giggle as well.
And fantasize the undoubtedly joyful future you’d both have with your own children.
“Don’t do it again!,” she chastises when he stops. Wagging her finger inches from his nose making him chuckle. She was definitely her mother’s child.
“I promise I won’t.”
“Alright guys,” you sigh, “Since it’s gonna be a bit difficult to go back to sleep, I say we watch something happy.”
“Not Gwemlins!”
“No definitely not,” you chuckle. “I was thinking..Aladdin.”
“Yay! I love Aladdin!,” she claps in Ari’s arms as he picks her up so they both can sit on the couch. To both of your surprise, Grace crawls from her uncle’s lap and squeezes between you and Ari. “You like too?”
“Mhm, I even went as Princess Jasmine for Halloween when I was little.” You have to admit, seeing that gleam of admiration in her eyes as she gazed up at you made you silently thank Ari for showing her that movie. It was the reason behind this bonding moment that you didn’t think would happen.
As the movie played, you and Grace talked about the scenes and of course sung along to your heart’s content not caring if you were off key. All the while Ari watched you both with a soft smile on his pink lips loving how fast of friends you’d become.
And when you both fell asleep - you leaning on his shoulder and her across your lap - he couldn’t help but sneakily take a picture with his phone. Sending it to you with a message saying “looks like you’re amazing and a clear favorite too😉”.
#ari levinson#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson x woc#ari levinson au#red sea diving resort#chris evans#chris evans x black reader#chris evans x reader#chris evans x woc!reader
189 notes
·
View notes
Text
Cherry wine bunny looses her cherry
WC:2.6k+ GIF by dilfgifs
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6
[dark! cult leader!Ari Levinson x airhead!Reader]
[warnings: will have dubcon/noncon, cult aspects, 6'6 Ari, Older man and younger woman, reader is over 18!, will have murder, violence etc. air head reader!, busty reader, basically bimbo reader!]
[warnings for this chapter!! NONCON/DUBCON?!?!? manipulation!! smut!! oral (f recieving)!! p in v sex!! virginity loss!! dirty talk!! spitting!! daddy kink!! breeding kink!! cream pie!! the truth is revealed!!]
Ari had taken you to your home, you stared as your heart raced. The lights inside all reflected a red from inside the house, it made you uneasy how the red shined off the decorated windows. You then took in the walk way up. It was covered in red rose petals, so many petals. It looked as if the drive was covered in a soft carpet. You turned your head to Ari and saw him gazing at the house with a smile on his face. Silence washed over the car and you watched as he parked the car. He turned staring at you so gently, he placed his hand on your knee and he leaned to place a soft kiss on your cheek. "Wait here my love, I don't want you stepping on any sharp rocks and cutting your feet open."
You heart was racing so fast, if you tried to escape the rose petal carpet of doom, then you'd have to tread across the rocks the covered the driveway. And it was definite that you'd slice your foot open. A way to stop you from running. You were cut out from your realisation by Ari opened your door. He walked towards you and undid your seatbelt. He then slid his large arm under your knees and behind your back. He then picked you up like you were nothing before he moved out the car with you in his arms. He kicked the door shut with his foot and glanced down at you before he let his love sick gaze settle on you.
"We're home my bunny. You're finally my wife, isn't life just truly amazing." You felt tears run down your face and burried your face into his shirt. He walked across the rose petals with you still bundled in his hold. He then fidgeted and opened the door. He placed you down, and turned to lock the door. You gulped, fear sinking deep into your heart. Ari turned a soft smile on his face, before he saw you tear soaked face. His smile dropped and so did he. You watched him drop to his knees before you, and he raised his hands up to cup your face wiping tears away.
"What's wrong my love? Speak to me bunny." You gulped and let out a few more tears. You let out a shaky breath before staring into his eyes and spoke. "Y-you trapped me forever! This is a cult! All this weird stuff, it's just a way for you to k-keep control! And I got caught up in the web of lies! You don't even love me!" Ari stood tall, his eyes now a sharp glare as he looked down at you. He tilted your head up with his thumb and forefinger, making sure his grasp was firm.
"Who said this to you hmm? You are free to leave whenever you want bunny. You have freedom, you tell me where you want to go and we'll go." You looked down silenced by his answer feeling your resolve slowly slip from his logic. He continued in a strong, gentle voice. "It's not a cult. It's a lifestyle we live in. We devote ourselves to God's and we are rewarded, just like every other religion. Would you question any other religion bunny?" You shook your head and Ari let his lips christen your head with a sweet kiss while his thumbs wiped your tears away.
He leaned down and you looked at him, "And my dear bunny, how dare you accuse me of not loving you. My heart has your name on it. It belongs to you. I love you so much that if I could I was steal the stars in the sky just so that you could wear them as a lovely necklace. Have I not shown you my love?" You gazed at him, you racing thoughts and heart settled. "You have! You have. It's just the wedding it was so-" "I'm sorry about that bunny, it's a Levinson tradition, and I promise you this part of the night makes up for it."
You heart started to race again at the look Ari was giving you. His eyes swirling with love and adoration. He leaned down and kissed you softly. His hand gently placed behind your head the other resting on your collar bone. His thumb stroking your skin. You leaned up wrapping your arms around his neck. He hummed and you felt him lick your bottom lip, you opened your mouth. Ari wasted no time in letting his tongue explore your sweet mouth. You could still taste the blood from each other but you could also taste mint from Ari. You let out a whine and Ari pulled away. A string of salvia connecting you both. You shared a loving glance before Ari swept you off to the bedroom.
✧──────────────────────────────────✧
Ari stood behind you, his blazer and tie now on the floor as he hurriedly stripped them from his body like they were burning him. You took your jewelry off while Ari took his waist coat off. As you were putting them on the dresser, Ari came up behind you and placed his hand on your hips before he glided them to the back of your neck. He let his hands travel across your exposed skin. Until they reached the zipper of your dress. You turned your head and saw the soft hungry look glimmering in his eyes. He placed his forehead against the the back of your head and he slowly dragged the zipper down, slowly so he could embrace everyone moment. Almost like unwrapping a present on Christmas but you were so much more.
After he reached the end he turned you and watched your slide it off. Now you stood before him in a veil and white lacey lingerie that was driving him crazy. He stared at you before gently grabbing your hands and guiding them towards his shirt where you started to unbutton it. All the while Ari was removing your veil. The soft ruffle of clothes being removed and soft breathing echoed in the room. You got to the last button and stared up at him with your doe eyes and as you unpopped the last button, he pulled open his shirt and then took it off throwing it with the rest of his clothes.
He kissed you, devouring your lips and lifting you up, he threw you on the bed and quickly unbuckled his pants and taking everything else off so that he stood before you naked. He looked so God like that you could do nothing but stare at him. You'd seen his cock a few times but you'd never seen him fully naked. Not like this. It was enchanting to see him to domainating and strong. He crawled onto the bed and began to nibble and kiss your skin. "You're so sweet bunny. I'm gonna mark every inch of you. You're Mrs. Levinson it's time you were covered in me."
He tore your sheer white bra open, your breasts popped out and Ari groaned as he took one into his mouth. While his tongue was circling your nipple you felt his hand move between your thighs and you opened them. Ari quickly moved your thong to the side and started to play with your button. You arched your began and moaned, Ari turned to your other nipple and suckled on it. All while his eyes stared at you, watching your reactions and getting harder by the second.
He pulled away and sat on his knees. He let his gaze drift from your star struck eyes down past your beautiful body to your covered pussy. You had soaked through the thong and Ari was about to snap but he had to remind himself to take it slow and memorise every part of tonight. He tore your thong off letting his gaze devour your wet cunt. "My pretty little pussy been dripping all this time huh? Don't worry bunny, Daddy's gonna show you that it was made to be eaten and fucked." You sight was glossy as your stared up and him and watched as he descended down to your pussy.
You felt his breath against your slit and shook knowing the pleasure that was coming. He placed his big hands on your thighs and he forced you to spread them. And then he let his tongue do a long lick from your tight hole to your clit. "Fucking delicious it's like honey every time." Before you could whine his lips wrapped around your clit and he began suckling while his tongue circled just like when he was sucking your nipples. But this was far better. You moaned and arched your back again. Ari let one hand be dragged down from your thighs to your tight hole where he shoved a fat finger in.
You gasped and threw your head back, feeling him move his finger in and out of your little cunt. He then shoved another finger in, stretching you. While he thrusting his fingers in, he took his face away and began lapping at your folds desperate to consume as much of your juice as possible. Your wetness was stuck to his beard but neither of you cared. He went back to your clit and added another finger. You whimpered at the stretch and felt your thighs shake and came all over his face.
Ari pulled away and licked his lips before he pulled his fingers out. He then wrapped his hand around his cock, spreading your wetness across it. He leaned down and kissed you, letting your tongues mix together. You felt his hard cock prodding against your thighs. He stared at you, "Are you ready to consummate our marriage bunny? Are you ready for daddy to pound your tight little cunt so hard that I'll ruin everyone other man for you hmm?" You let out a whimper.
He slid his cock up and down your wetness, letting his precum mix with your essence before he lined himself up with your tight little hole. "You gonna be a big girl for me now? Let daddy in your tight cunt." You whined, throwing your arms over his broad shoulders and digging your nails into them as he slowly pushed his tip into you. Tears gathered in your eyes and you let out a sharp cry when he tip popped into you pussy. You scratched his back, staring up at him. You both held eyecontact as he slid the rest of the way in. He stayed there looking at you letting your adjust.
"You were right bunny. It is a cult." You eyes widened as you stared at him and saw seriousness printed on his face. He then let his weight lay on you. You couldn't move and even if you could, you wouldn't Ari's cock would spear you and make you cry. "My family started it years ago." He whispered the dirty secret into your ear, as tears streaked down your face. "We're the Gods everyone has been worshipping. And you're one of them now. You're my little Goddess. My slutty little Goddess." "I don't wanna be." "Too late bunny. How about daddy makes this pussy feel good so he can show you the joys of being superior." Ari smirked down at you and thrusted his hips making you let out a whimper.
He slowly started to move his hips move listening to the melody of your moans, feeling your pussy tighten around him in fear was making him even harder. He had taken your virginity and now he was taking you. He groaned and he stared down at you. Your eyes closed and you mouth wide open. He couldn't help himself from spitting into your mouth. He brought a hand up quickly and closed your mouth, "swallow it for daddy like a good fuckin' whore." He watched your eyes hesitate before you swallowed. Even when you were scared you obeyed him because of how much you loved him. He groaned at the power he was feeling.
He let his hips move faster and moved his hand down to you button where he mercilessly played with it. You wrapped your legs around his waist desperate for more pleasure. He stared down at you, and kissed you, devouring your moans hoping somehow the melody would become his. He pulled away, his hair falling forward from the sweat gathering on his forehead. "I may have lied but bunny, I do love you. I fuckin' worship you. Always fuckin' have. You're all mine slut. You gonna let daddy cum in you huh? So then I can make you a mummy hmm? Let daddy make you a mummy."
He then focused on chasing his high, letting his cock hammer into you. His hips slamming against yours, his hand holding your waist bruising it from how strong his grasp was. His tip brushing deliciously against your gspot. Your eyes rolled back at the pleasure you were feeling. From Ari's relentless circling of your clit to him suckling your nipples all while his cock kept your pussy filled up and your head empty. Ari panted, "My goddess, My slutty little cunt, My everything. Gonna make you a mummy, gonna worship you everyday and your gonna keep daddy's cock warm everyday. Your gonna take care of daddy with your perfect pussy."
You felt your thighs shake, you were close from Ari's pounding. He let his dirty words fill the room. And you tightened your legs around him, humping back up at him. Your nails scratched deeply down his back making blood rush out. Ari let himself lower down your ear, his pace never changing. He whispered darkly, "Cum bunny." You let out a loud moan and coated his cock letting your pussy hug around him as you came. You clung to him tightly until you were done. You let your body fall loosely.
Ari then began to thrust fastly listening to your overstimulated whimpers, and let himself drown in the heavenly noise combined with you tight wet pussy. He groaned, feeling his balls tighten and let his thrust slow down so that they were now just hard and firm. He screwed his eyes shut and let out a shaky moan before he came inside you, filling you up. He stopped his thrusting when cumming, making sure he was all the way inside you so that all his cum was stuck inside you while you warmed his cock.
He collapsed on you and stroked some of your hair out of the way, smiling up at you. You started down at him tears sliding down your face and he tutted tiredly. "You lied to me." You whispered as angrily as you could, but exhaustion was draining you. A hum left Ari's throat, "I did. But don't worry bunny. You'll understand especially when you're pregnant. This is your life don't fight it or I'll punish you." You gulped and looked down at him.
"Did you really love me or was that a lie?" Ari's eyes shot up straight into yours, glaring at you. "Ofcourse I love you. I've fuckin' devoted my life to you. Don't ever fuckin question that again. I'm here filling you with my cum and you're questioning me, wife? You won't be questioning me when your fuckin' pregnant." You stared at him and he sighed before wiping your tears away.
He rolled you both over, his cock still burried in you and your sweet tear stricken face resting on his broad shoulders with his strong arms surrounded you. "Don't try and run bunny. They'll stop you." You shivered and nodded knowing that your fate was doomed. "Can I still go and see the world?" Ari let out a heart laugh. "Ofcourse you can, but I have to be there bunny. Just you wait until you see where I work, your cute little mouth is gonna fall open and your brains gonna stop working." You sighed, you had to think of a way to escape but got now you were far too exhausted. You let out a yawn and fell asleep on Ari letting everything distressing that just happened melt away into dreams.
#ari levinson x reader#ari levison x reader#chris evans#chris evans x reader#dark ari levinson x reader#ari levinson#dark ari levinson#ari levinson x woc#ari levinson x female reader#ari levinson x innocent!reader#ari levinson smut#ari levinson x y/n#ari levinson angst#ari levinson dark#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x plus size reader#ari levinson au#ari levinson series
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Birthday princess 
pairing || woc!reader x mob!ari levinson
genera || fluff.
summary || how’s Ari dealing with someone trying to disrespect his girl.
wordcount || 2,4K
Donate to my ko-fi!
A vicious man who will go to any length to make his sweetheart smile.
Growing up, Ari enjoyed his mother's elaborate celebrations, where everything had to be extravagantly flawless—whether they were birthday parties, wedding anniversaries, or charity events. He thinks his mother did all that to compensate for her husband, his father’s harsh reality.
He especially gets excited whenever his birthday is nearing, he loved when he was ten and he loves it now, almost thirty seven years old.
Even though, it's different from when he was younger, he still enjoyed it. However, the idea of someone not celebrating their milestone were awful to him, So when he found out his precious girl never celebrated her birthday he was horrified.
He couldn’t fathom that someone not celebrating their birthday especially someone as sweet as his girl.
Your birthday was never acknowledged by your parents. Not even a happy birthday was said. Although, your siblings celebrated theirs, no one ever seemed to remember yours.
As you got older, you just forget about it. You knew you missed something, but there was nothing you could do to persuade your parents to celebrate your birthday because they always had some excuse not to.
At first, you resisted Ari's insistence on throwing you a birthday party. Therefore, Ari did not celebrate your first birthday together as he had intended while you two were together. But of course he did do something to celebrate.
He took you to an upscale restaurant, after both of you finished eating, he gave you your gift; an elegant pair of earrings. That was the first time anyone had ever given you anything. You were appreciative, till this day you never taken them off.
The following year, when your birthday approached, Ari broached the subject once more, you told him you didn't care and that what you both did last year was enough yet Ari didn't think so. He wants to give you the experience of celebrating your birthday properly.
After much persuasion, you agreed to the birthday party, Ari got his mother's party planner number in order for you to contact her to plan your birthday, he didn’t set a budget for it; just told you to do what your heart desired.
"I want everything to go as smoothly as possible, Steve, I don't want anything to go wrong," Ari says as he sips from his brownish liquor.
"Of course, I'll tell Peter to oversee everything," you'd assume from the way they're both talking seriously in their black suits that it had to be about business. No, it's Ari's princess 24th birthday celebration. Which, if you think about it, is more important.
Ethan, your bodyguard and friend, is racing with with staff members making sure everything is perfect for your birthday, including the lights, decorations, DJ, food and drinks.
“She even got Ethan to do all the work” steve mumbled to Ari who let out a chuckle “I can’t believe he’s the toughest one of our men” He sips the rest of his drink before smiling to himself “wait for me in the werehouse” Steve only nodded.
He went upstairs to the guest bedroom where you had your makeup artist and hairstylist stay because Ari doesn't like it when people are in his room.
He stared at you from the doorway, completely captivated; the expression of happiness in your eyes brought happiness to him as well; he can't believe someone could be so cruel as to not love or spoil you in the way you deserve.
"Can you leave us for a minute?" As soon as he said it, the room quieted down, and your best friend, Nat, who you met through Ari's friends, spoke up, "sure, we will be outside," she patted your shoulder. She had already dressed in a black silk dress, done her makeup beautifully with smokey eyes and her signature red lipstick that matches her hair, she looks stunning.
"You look pretty," he began, staring at you from the mirror “you do, too," you said, turning around to face him.
He takes a step closer to you, as soon as he is within reach, you wrap your hand around his neck, drawing him closer to you, tilting your heads up to lock your gaze on him smiling lovingly.
"Ethan needs a day off tomorrow," when you noticed that the party planner were demanding you gave her Ethan's phone number so she could organize everything with him rather than you, you just told them what you want the theme of your party.
He initially objected, after all, he is the toughest man. But he agreed simply because he likes you and he wants you to have the nicest and most memorable birthday celebration ever.
"Sure, anything you want." Even Ari is taking a day off tomorrow, he wants to spend it with you while business is calm nowadays.
"You spoil me a lot," you said, kissing his jaw. He smiled “that's the least I could do for you. honey"
"Thank you, I love you too much." You kissed him again. "I love you too."
"I’m leaving for a bit; I've got a business to take care of, and I’ll be back before the party starts."
"Why?" You pout. Is he going to skip your birthday? You know it was stupid. You shouldn’t have agreed. Maybe your parents is right; it is a waste of time.
"They need me there; it won’t take too long, maybe an hour max," he told you while curdling your face between his large hands and kissing your lips softly.
“You promise?” You smiled softly at him.
"Absolutely,I wouldn’t miss it for the world” he replied, you kissed him again.
“I’ll leave you now to finish, honey."
“Okay be careful”
“Always”
He left, and the girls returned to do their tasks. Wanda followed Nat into the room; it appears that your friends are already showing up, so you should finish quickly.
“Hey! Nat told me you invited Ema?” Wanda said as soon as she’s stepped beside you, “hello to you too” you turned to her smiling.
“Im sorry babe” she kissed your cheek before continuing “is it true?”
“Yes, i thought it would be rude to invite all of our friend group except her!”
Nat spoke looking at Wanda “told you”
“Yep, she’s tooooo nice” Wanda replied.
“I don’t know, Ari is inviting his friends and business partners, his mom and sisters are coming as well as their friends, so I think it would be crowded and she won’t be a bother!”
“I hope so” Nat said before looking at Wanda who was fixing her red dress, adjusting her breasts “what are you doing?”
“I’m gonna go see Ethan, wish me luck” Wanda and Ethan has been flirting a lot lately, you know they would end up together it was just a matter of time.
Everyone has arrived an hour and a half later, including your friends, Ari's friends, and family. Nat helped you dressing up in your pink gown, you wore your jewelry as well. Wanda is working as your personal photographer; she took many photos of you before you had to go downstairs so the party could begin.
When the DJ announced your entrance, everyone's eyes turned to you, yelling and clapping, while your eyes scanned the the place looking for Ari.
As soon as your gaze latched on him, you smiled brightly, relaxing for a while before getting down and everyone began to approach you, wishing you a happy birthday.
You were quite apprehensive because it was the first time you had ever been the center of attention at any form of event.
Nat gave you a microphone so you could thank everyone who came to celebrate with you, and you specifically thanked Ari, none of this would happened if it weren’t for him. You wished them a good evening.
After you handed the DJ the microphone, you felt like you were being crushed in a hug by someone, and when you looked down, you discovered it was Ari's younger sister, Amara.
“Happy Birthday!!!!!” She said screaming a bit. You laughed before hugging her back.
“Stop squeezing my girl to death” Ari teased his sister before greeting his mom and his older sister Sadie.
When Amara separated from you Sadie hugged you, as well as his mother.
"Happy birthday, sweetheart; i loved the party theme!"
"Thank you, Mrs. Levinson," you respectfully said. The elder woman scoffs at you, "sweetheart, we've been through this a lot! Please call me Freya; you make me feel old."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll start calling you Freya," you said hesitantly, knowing she had told you that several times but you always forgot. Your mother taught you to never address someone by their first name; instead, use Mr. or Mrs.
Sadie looked around “are we finally going to meet your family?”
Your communication with your family has diminished since you left for college; you text and call, but they don't reach out to you as frequently as you would want. It's what they've wanted ever since you were born. To forget all about you.
You gave them an invitation to your party, but they did not respond. And when you called they didn’t pick up, No surprise.
You didn’t tell Ari that, you didn’t want him to feel sorry for you. But he can see it in your face when his sister mentioned your family.
“Oh they’re busy, they couldn’t make it!” You hoped your excuse was believed and by the look they gave you they did.
After a small talk they left to join other people for dance and chatting.
Ari left you alone for a minute to talk with his friends while you drank and danced with your friends.
Hours later, it was time to cut the cake, two servants brought the cake to a table in front of you. Ari hand wrapped around your waist while your hand was on top of his, him and everyone else singing happy birthday for you.
"Make a wish!" Nat called for you, and everyone else joined her, you giggled before closing your eyes and making a wish.
After opening your eyes and blowing on the candle, everyone clapped and whistled for you.
"I want to show you something," Ari whispered in your ear. You turned around, looking into his eyes. "What?"
"Come with me," he said, taking your hand a bit further and directing you to the double massive doors, which opened immediately.
A Rolls-Royce Ghost in Champagne Rose pulled in, you could hear the stunned screams of the people surrounding you; you were as surprised as they were.
“Oh my god!!, you didn’t!!!” You looked between Ari and the car, Ethan stepped out of the car, passing the keys to Ari, who handed them to you.
“All yours baby” you jumped on him, hugging him firmly, thanking him constantly “I love you i love you i love you!!”
Nat and Wanda came close to you both “girl you have to take us for a ride!!”
“I can’t wait to show off my first car ever!!” You smiled big and jumped up and down while clapping.
Wanda smiled “let me take pictures of you with the car!” She took her phone out and you got beside the car posing while she took a couple of pictures of you.
You grabbed Ari hand wanting him in the pictures. He smiled before letting you posing him in whatever way you wanted.
If he could, he would have given you the entire world without asking, but for the time being, he will give you anything your heart desire.
Life has its own way of repaying you. While you spent the previous twenty-three years begging someone to spare you a glance, right now you could ask for anything and it wouldn’t be trouble to give.
From behind, an irritating loud noise was heard. "I told you that he is her sugar daddy!!" Everyone fell silent, wondering who it was.
Your smile faded slightly; you weren't a particularly confrontational person to begin with. People would walk all over you while you excused them. You were too kind and too afraid to ever react to anyone.
“Who said that?" Ari stated calmly yet furiously, everyone got quiet surprised at the person who is brave enough to insult Ari’s girl
Wanda and Nat exchanged knowing glances. Finally, Ema made a fool of herself in front of Ari.
They know Ari doesn't accept disrespect, especially to those who don't deserve it, and to disrespect his girl? Oh, she just dug up her grave.
“Ema did," Nat answered, unconcerned about your glares.
Ari doesn't want to ruin your first birthday celebration, but he can't let this individual get away with it.
When he observed a girl who appeared shaking with fear, everyone's gaze was drawn to her, he knew it was her, and he approached her moved in front of her eye sight, almost nothing can stand between them.
"There are two reasons for saying this; one is that you are jealous because no one has ever loved you enough to provide you with something you desired, or YOU don't deserve to be loved or cared for like i do with my girl, I believe the latter it is," he said as calm as he can be
He could hear Wanda and Nat laughing mockingly at her. Finally, someone standing up to this bitch.
“Get the fuck out of my house and don't ever think of disrespecting my girl; or the next time you won't have a tongue to talk with; are we clear?" She nodded so quickly
“Good," he said, motioning for two of his guards to accompany her out; Bucky pointed out for the DJ to play some music to keep the party going.
Wanda yelled “ oh my god i love this song”
Her and Nat went dancing on the dance floor, while everyone else seemed to have forgotten what had happened and continued to have fun.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?" Ari spoke to you in hushed tones.
"Yeah, I'm fine," you replied, smiling back. "Do you know this is the first time I've seen you in your mob mode?"
“Really??” Ari was taken aback, saying, "I hope I didn't scare you."
"You did not, thank you for standing up for me; I really thought inviting her to my party would make her nice to me," you said, "I didn't want to divide our group into two sides."
"Sometimes, honey, being nice to someone so low is not the solution; if they don't respect you, they have to go; it's either they do or they don't." His huge hands comforted you by moving circles behind your back.
You thought for a moment about what he said "Yeah, you're right"
You got closer to him, your lips almost touching, "do you want to take my new car for a ride?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
#chris evans#ari levinson angst#ari levinson fluff#mob!ari levinson#chris evans x woc!reader#chris evans x black women#chris evans x fluff#chris evans x plus size reader#chris evans x poc!reader#ari levinson#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson x plus size reader#ari levinson x desi!reader#ari levinson x y/n#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson x female reader#ari levinson x woc!reader#self reblog#mafia!ari levinson#mafia!Ari#mafia romance#chris evans x you#chris evans imagine
204 notes
·
View notes
Text
My Omega (Alpha!Ari x omega!reader)
Summary: You tell your Alpha, Ari, about some investors giving you some trouble at work. And he decided to take matters into his own hands.
Notes: GIF is not mine, this isn’t beta’d, Ari being an absolute sweetheart and crazy in love with reader, reader is Black, sexual themes (stripping, oral sex), dark themes (extortion, intimidation, assault), minor DNI
**
Ari’s ears perked at the sound of your car pulling into the driveway. Shutting off the stove and grabs a hand towel to wipe his hands off.
He swings open the front door of the house the two of you shared.
He’s been calling you since you got off work. There was something off about you, he could feel it. Even when you weren’t anywhere near each other, he could feel you.
He could know what you were thinking from anywhere. But whenever he would try to look in your mind, it was a blank, white slate.
He’s felt like something was off since the two of you woke up this morning. You got ready like you do any other day and gave him a warm kiss like any other day.
But this wasn’t like any other day. You felt off. He didn’t want to push it so he let it go in hopes that you will bring it up later.
Then later came and hours passed by, and you weren’t home nor were you answering his calls. He racked his brain to figure out what could be wrong.
It wasn’t your relationship with your family because you just came back from your sister’s wedding last month.
And it couldn’t be your heat because you’re not due for another week. He was tempted to give his pal, Bucky, a call to track your location for him. But decided to leave that as a last resort.
And now here you were at 9:15 p.m. You’d normally be home at 6:00 p.m. sharp.
“Where have you been?” He asks when you slide out of the car with your briefcase in your hands.
His brow creased with concern when felt waves of sadness and disappointment come from you.
“Baby, talk to me, please.” He spoke softly, taking your chin in between his fingers.
He got a closer look at you, his eyes noticing your swollen eyes and red nose. Your smooth, chestnut kisses skin looked flushed.
Without skipping a beat, he lifted you into his arms. He holds with one hand to open and close the door. You buried your face into his neck, his woodsy scent calming you a little.
He sits on the couch, setting you in his lap so you were straddling his thighs. Shaking his hair away from his face, you brushed a stray strand from his forehead.
You smiled when he gave your wrist a swift kiss. “My sweet omega, what happened?” You let out a sigh, not sure where to start.
“Promise you won’t get mad?” His grip falters on your back, eyes searching yours for some clues in your thoughts.
“Why are you hiding your thoughts from me?” “Because I know how you get, Ari.” “How I get about what?”
You chewed on your lip nervously and Ari grew even more eager to figure out what happened.
“Omega, tell me.” You shudder at the sharpness of his tone. “Some investors came to my firm today. My boss told me to run point on the presentation but they.. they didn’t take me seriously. The investors said that I wasn’t working at the firm because I was talented, it was because I was fucking a higher up in the CIA. And they said I didn’t belong there.”
The more you explained, the harder Ari’s face became. You lifted the block you had in your thoughts and now he had complete access.
“And you believed them?” “Of course I didn’t.” “You can’t lie to me, Y/N. No matter how hard you try.”
Your shoulder slumped in defeat and his eyes fell to his teeth mark on your mating gland. He smooths the pad of his thumb over the gland as it throbs at the new sudden attention.
“You and I both know that you can run circles around me and every single person in that firm.” “These investors are really important, Ari. And they’re stubborn in their ways. There’s nothing I could have done to convince them otherwise. I’m the minority in every way possible. I’m a successful lawyer who is both a black woman and an omega. Omegas are treated far worse than people realize. If I didn’t have you, I-“
“But you do have me. I’m yours.” He intercepts, he leans up to press a soft kiss on your lips.
Bringing his hands up from your back to the nape of your neck, he deepened the kiss. “Tell me their names,” he says in between kisses.
“I can’t,” “Yes you can,” He pulled away and held you, pressing kisses on the entirety of your face.
“Ari,” you squeal, crinkling your nose when he presses a three kisses in a row. His heart flutters in his chest at the sounds of you laughing.
But that didn’t hide the worry he felt about your work environment. Were they treating you badly before and you just weren’t telling him?
But you couldn’t physically lie to him. Your bond wouldn’t let you. “You don’t have to worry, Ari. I’ll be okay.”
“You smell of the pier, baby. You only go there when you need to cry and be left alone. That’s more than enough of a reason to worry,” he let out a sigh, noticing your discomfort.
“How about I run you a hot bath and put a pause on the shrimp scampi so we can order from Vinny’s instead?”
“But I love your shrimp scampi,” you pout. “And I love you,” he kissed you again, lifting you into his arms. “I love you too,” you whispered against his lips.
A warm pulse traveled through him as he walks up the stairs and into your shared bedroom.
He sets you on the bed gently and pushes the shower curtains to the side so he could start the bath.
He shook his head of his filthy thoughts about taking you in the bathtub, not thinking it was the right time to knot you.
You weren’t feeling like yourself. What kind of alpha would he be if he made it about him? And naturally, your hindbrain responded to the spike in his scent.
You stood from the bed and walked into the bathroom. “Alpha,” you whimpered, leaning your head back so he could scent you. “Omega,” he hummed into your neck.
“Stay in bed until the bath is ready. I don’t want you worrying about anything. Let your alpha take care of you, hm?”
You purred at his request and sat back on the bed as he asked. “Please?” You said vaguely, and he knew exactly what you meant.
He bows his head in contemplation and you stared at his back when he stood up straight. Once he switched the faucet off, he turned around a slowly stalked towards you.
Your heart pounded in your chest and you rubbed your thighs together in anticipation. “My poor little omega is having a bad day, huh?”
“Yes, Alpha.” You nodded frantically. “You want something take your mind off of it?”
“Please,” you beg, you sat up on your knees and waited for his next command.
“Strip for me, baby.” You stood from the bed, maintaining eye contact as you unbuttoned your blouse and pulled it down your shoulders.
You slowly shimmied out of your black skirt and tights. You laid back down with your lingerie on, knowing that Ari likes to take it off himself.
When he reaches to take off his shirt, you chirped and he stops. Chuckling, he came closer to the edge of the bed.
He purred when you lifted his head back and start licking his gland. You unbuttoned his shirt, scratching down his chest and biting his shoulder lightly.
He growls playfully and nudges you on your back. He kicked off his pants and slid in between your legs. Your nails tug into his arms, leaving marks on them.
“Jealous little omega. Wanna mark her Alpha everywhere she can so everyone knows he’s hers,” he coos, grinding his clothed cock against your throbbing heat.
You scratched his back hard enough to draw blood and he lets outs deep growl. He grabs a hold of your hair and pulls down to expose you neck. His lips brush against your gland traveling an inch underneath before sinking his teeth into the skin.
You cried out in pleasure once he licks the throbbing wound. “Mine,” he growls, cupping your heat and rubbing soft circles.
Watching your face contort in pleasure, he presses kisses down your stomach until he was level with your core.
Watching your face contort in pleasure, he presses kisses down your stomach until he was level with your core.
Pulling your panties to the side, he buried his face between your thighs. Lifting your hood with his nose, he sucks at your sensitive pearl.
Your calves flexed when he places your legs over his shoulders. So sweet, Ari thinks to himself.
Gently rocking your hips against his face, he spreads your folds with his fingers. He draws hard figure eights with his tongue and kitten licks your clit soon after.
You started to keen after him with each kitten lick until your orgasm came crashing over you. Your mouth fell open in a silent scream and hands unconsciously gripped his hair.
Tears brimmed in your eyes while he ate you well through your orgasm. He licks up every drop of nectar that you gave him. “I want your knot, Alpha. Can I have it, please?” You pout and he crumbles.
“Of course, my sweet omega. I can never say no to you,”
**
“Is he in? Thanks.” Ari brushes past the receptionist desk to get into Ethan’s office. He was fuming since you told him what happened at work.
“Ari, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Ethan greets, motioning Ari to sit on the couch he had in his office.
Ari shook he head no and made himself a shot of bourbon. “What’s wrong?” “Y/N is being harassed at work. My omega is being harassed at work, Ethan.”
“Who’s harassing her?” “Investors. They must think they’re untouchable because they have money.” He chuckles darkly before drinking the shot.
He pours some into another glass and gave it to Ethan.
“Do you know their names? Maybe you could find some dirt and do a blackmail and push.” Ethan suggests, swishing the liquid around in the glass.
“No, that’s too diplomatic for my taste. They need their face smashed in.”
Truth was, Ari was planning on finding blackmail on them.. after he beat them to a pulp. “So what do you want me to do, Ari?”
“I need to know that if the time comes, you’ll bail me out of jail.” “Ari, you need to think before you tarnish the career you worked very hard for,” he mediates. “It’s my omega, Ethan.”
“I know. I’m just saying to be smart about it,” Ari nods, his gears turning in his head. He bids Ethan farewell and left his office.
Anxiously scratching at your pants as you stared at the email from your boss. The investors were coming back for another briefing.
However your boss informed you that they were intercepted but CIA investigators. He couldn’t give you any more details, he barely knew anything himself.
You were about to head out to lunch when Ari texted, come to the parking garage. Staring at your phone in confusion, you informed your boss that you were going to lunch.
He gave you some cash to get him something on the way back and you rushed out of the office, curious to why Ari sent you such a cryptic message.
Ari listened for your heels clicking to drag the investors out the back of the van. Bucky had disabled the CCTV in the garage, giving him the privacy he needed.
He removed the restraints and gags he had on the investors and forced them on their knees at the back of the van.
Your mouth fell open at the sight. “Ari what the fuck!” You scold, setting the briefcase with a clatter. The sound made the investors jump.
Ari held the back of your head, kissing your forehead warmly. “They have something to tell you, princess.” Ari said softly.
“Speak,” he adds sharply, making the investors wince once again. They trembled from what you could assume was the pain from their injuries.
Blood stained their white collars and bruises littered their checks. They both had a broken nose and blood shot eyes that were on the verge of swelling shut.
Despite it all, they didn’t look at you once. “W-we are sorry for inconveniencing y-ou. It won’t happened again. Your company is more than welcome to our shares.” Ari smiles, his hindbrain felt proud for protecting his omega.
But you were fuming. “You can leave now.” Ari states, the investors spared him a glance to see if he was serious.
He growls impatiently and they scramble to their feet, limping out of the garage. Ari sent Bucky a text to restore the CCTV. Once his gaze met yours, his heart sank.
“What the hell were you thinking, Ari? What if they talk?” You stated. “They’re not.” He reassures coldly.
“Why? Because you threatened to kill them?” You said the last part lowly, not wanting to incriminate him. “Y/N,” you push his hand away when he tries to reach for you.
Grabbing your suitcase, you walked back to your car. “Y/N, come one. Don’t be mad.” He follows you to your car, holding the car open so you couldn’t leave.
“Omega,” you snapped at him and he growls at you in warning.
“This is why I didn’t want to tell you, Ari.” “It’s my job to protect you. I do all of this to protect you. You’re the love of my life, Y/N.”
“Ari,” you start. “Please don’t be mad at me,” he states. “You can’t keep beating people to a pulp whenever they give me trouble, Ari. Eventually someone is going to connect the dots and prosecute you.”
“I’ll have you to defend me,” he jokes and your sighed in annoyance. “I’m sorry,” he leans in, rubbing his cheek against your jawline. He presses a kiss at the nape of your neck.
“The power you have over me is.. humbling. I would do anything for you.” He mumbled against your skin.
You scold yourself for caving into your Alpha so quickly. Even if you were mad at him, it wouldn’t last long.
“Get inside. Let’s go to lunch.” He waits for you to face him to press a kiss on your lips. He closed the door and rounds to the passenger side.
You turned on the car and let out a huff, still shaking your head at the events that just occurred. You turned around to reverse out of the parking lot when you notice him staring at you. You quirked an eye brow at him.
“You’re really pretty when you’re mad, you know that?” You rolled your eyes at him, fighting the smile that crept on your face.
72 notes
·
View notes
Note
the way I’d let ari absolutely knock my shit out the park but IN A HEADLOCK😭???!!
it would be heaven with his thick ass arm around ur throat while u drool and cream braindead over how good he’s fucking u with his fat cock🥺🥰
(thanks big time for taking requests because ur writing serves cunt in a “Shakespeare could never” honoring way)
𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — ari levinson × fem!reader
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — well smut obviously, p in v, rough sex, unprotected sex (don't do it) ari and his big dick, ari (he's a warning okay)
𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — I would also like to use this post as a little announcement! This is one of my last works that includes c.e. characters, there is another andy drabble coming and the series "They Changed Me Forever" will come to an end. Beginning of November 2023 I will stop for an unknown time, however I will finish Devils Den with them. I will concentrate on others, if I have it in me to write my stucky series I will. However I will not promise it. I also took down the Barber's Production to go under some editing, I'm still unsure if I take them down completely or just put them under private.
Also, no idea what got to me... it isn't as filthy as I intended! reblogs and/or comments are appreciated ♡
NAVIGATION
Pressed against his hairy chest, drops of sweat running down your forehead as he had his thick arm wrapped around your throat to keep you in place.
His cock pounding into your spend cunt, over and over again. Having stretched out for hours by now, and fucked our every braincells that were available. The sound of his hips snapping against yours echoing through the walls.
Ari's cock creamed in your cum, the bedsheets wet, soaked with your mixed fluids. His other hand rubbing over your clit, overstimulating you.
Your body is clinging to his, only by the strength of his arms. You couldn't hold yourself anymore. All you needed was his cock, still after hours you wanted him.
He was breathing down your neck, groaning every time he felt you tighten around his fat cock. Asking you how good it felt being fucked by him, his hungry cockslut who was only there to please him.
"Good, good, feels so good, Ari," you mumbled, imagining you spoke clearly when in reality he could barely understand you.
You chanted those words over and over again. Drool is already slipping from the corner of your mouth, as your head falls back onto his shoulder.
Ari tightens his grip, cutting off a little of your air and enjoying every time your body twitches thanks to him. You became so sensitive, all because of him, braindead and just for his entertainment.
"Mhm, I can feel your orgasm coming little one…, give me one more. This is the last one, I promise," he purred into your ear.
He already told you three orgasms ago, that this would be the last one and every time you believed him. The man fucked you deeper, harder and rubbed your clit in circles.
A loud scream carried through the house, belonging to you who just had her sixth orgasm. Ari was close behind you, pumping you full with his seed, not letting a single drop escape. You closed your eyes, darkness overwhelming you.
You had a desperate need to sleep, with Ari comfortably seated inside of you.
𝑩𝑶𝒀𝑺 𝑶𝑵𝑬 — @smile1318 @wintasssoldier @xcaptain-winterx @georgiapeach30513 @alina02 @broadwaybabe18 @jobean12-blog @buckymcu12 @shara-ne @lou-la-lou @pomegranatearildreams @abbygraceasd @mirikusashes @bye-moonchild @promiscuousbarnes @meyocoko
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | @sstanhoe-updates blog where new fics will always be reblogged in case you're not interested in the taglist as it has conditions
#ari levinson x y/n#ari levinson x reader#ari levinson smut#ari levinson#ari levinson fanfiction#ari levinson drabble#my beefy bear ari🧸#ari levinson x female reader#ari levinson x you#ari levinson x black!reader#ari levinson fic
343 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
heatseakerhoes02
Heatseakerhoe
7sinifyazilisorulari
7. Sınıf Yazılı Soruları ve Cevapları
chobani
Chobani
shartbf
ShartBF
tenaciousheartnacho
Untitled