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webofstories · 2 years

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Distraction | A.R *Smut*

Note: I’m backkk!

Mentions: friends to lovers, best friend!Arvin, arguing, frustration, fem!reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk, slight fluff, pre-Lenora’s death

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“Arvin?”

He didn’t seem to hear you.

“Arvin!” You said a little louder this time, getting his attention. He blinked, snapping his head to your direction, coming face to face with concerned eyes.

“Whatcha yellin’ for?” He asked, adverting his attention back towards the tree in front of him. He took his pocket knife and continued to scrape the bark off the tree, no apparent reason for doing so other than to just do it.

“I asked ya a question.” You scoffed, sitting on the stump next to him.

“I didn’t hear ya, sorry doll.” He apologizes, “Ask away.”

You huffed and just sat there. Arvin has been distracted lately, more than usual. With a background like his and the scarring memories his confusing mind holds, you can’t blame him for much. After all, he witnessed his daddy crucify his poor dog. That would scar anyone.

“What, not talkin’ to me now?” He chuckled, scratching off a large piece of bark.

“Maybe,” you snapped, “Not like ya’d actually listen.”

Arvin stopped chipping away at the tree and finally looked at you. You were looking him dead in the eye, something you did when you wanted him to know your feelings were hurt.

“What are ya mad about now?” He snapped back, his accent seeping into his words even more. You cocked an eyebrow at him. Of course you were going to be dramatic, Arvin thought.

“Now?” You scoffed at him, standing up. You felt invisible to Arvin lately, he’d been so distracted that it was like you were nothing to him.

You were in your backyard woods, doing nothing particular. You and Arvin had been best friends since he moved to town when his parents died. You know Lenora and got close to Arvin through her, she has always conspired to get us together but we always denied the truth. Now, another one of your infamous arguments we’re about to start.

You ignored Arvin and started walking towards your house. You could see it through the trees, it wasn’t far. Arvin watched in confusion.

“Aye!” He shouted after you, putting one foot infront of the other to follow you, “Where are ya going?”

“Go to hell, Arvin!”

He stood there for a second, taking in what you had just said. He was used to you saying mean things when you were angry, but it didn’t make it hurt any less to hear. He couldn’t for the life of him figure out why you were so upset.

As you made it to your back porch, you threw the door open and slammed it shut. Arvin wasn’t too far behind you, calling your name, trying to get you to stop for just a second.

He huffed, getting frustrated with your attitude. He copied your actions, opening the door only to slam it behind him. He could hear your footsteps going towards your room, but no one else’s, meaning your mother must be at the market and your father must be at the diner. Arvin rolled his eyes and rounded the corner to your room.

“Would you sit your ass down and tell me what the hell is goin’ on!” Arvin raised his voice.

“You’ve been driving me crazy for days!” You shouted at him, plopping down to sit on your bed.

“What?” He asked, seemingly confused. You rolled your eyes, not surprised that he is clueless.

“Arv,you have been more distracted these past couple days then I have ever seen anyone! You don’t talk to me anymore, you don’t even look at me!” You explained, too frustrated to say anything else.

Arvin leaned his back against the wall, thinking of a way to get himself out of this one. He couldn’t tell you about this, not this time, no matter the fact that he tells you everything.

“I’m sorry, alright?” He said calmly, standing in your doorway trying to find out what to say next. You sure as hell weren’t going to taking the apology, not right now, anyway.

In the midst of trying to figure out what to say, you flopped down onto your bed with a huff, making your simple sundress ride up the back of your thighs. Arvin tried not to look, he tried to keep his eyes to himself, but the slight slip of your lace panties was enough to make his gaze stick.

There was so denying the romantic tension between you two. Lenora has tried to convince Arvin to ask you out for years now, but eventually gave up due to lack of confidence from Arvin. Lenora knew how badly you fell for Arvin, which is why you care so much and get so angry in situations like this.

Arvin’s mouth grew dry as he had a lump in his throat. You noticed his silence and turned to face him, rolling onto your side. This showcased your hips as your dress laid across your curves. Arvin groaned mentally, resisting the urge to palm himself.

“What’s ya problem?” You joked, “Finally run outta shit to say?”

“Not now, Y/N.” Arvin warned.

“What? Can’t handle me?” You laughed, standing up and walking over to him, “Shame.”

“Knock it off, Y/N.” He growled. Arvin was about to snap. The sexual frustration building up in his body was enough for 10 men to go crazy.

Arvin turned his back to you and started walking way, but you weren’t having it. You ran in-front of him right before he made it to the front door.

“Hell no!” You snapped, “You wanna ignore me? Then you’re gonna deal with hearing my mouth-“

You didn’t get to finish your sentence before a strong hand clasped around your delicate neck, your back pressed roughly against the door in front of him. You gasped, feeling Arvin press his body against yours as you saw red in his eyes.

“Would ya shut the fuck up!” Hateful words seeped past his teeth before he leaned in towards your ear, “Trust me, doll… I’ll show ya what I’d rather ya do with that pretty lil’ mouth.”

His rough whisper was enough to ignite your entire body into flames of desire. Was this finally happening? Was this a confession?

“Ya wanna know what’s had me so distracted?” He laughed menacingly, leaning down just a bit to run the tips of his fingers up past your sundress, making goosebumps spread over your body, “You, sweetheart. Those eyes. This body. Your laugh. It killin’ me to not pin ya against a wall and fuck ya til’ God himself judges my sentence. Ya got me fucked, ya know that? So, so fucked.”

Your eyes were wide as you felt his hand let go of your neck. The absence made you want to cry, the temptation getting worse as he stepped away from your body.

“Now, I’m leavin’. Ain’t gotta see me no more if that’s what ya want. But, I ain’t takin’ back what I said. I love ya, Y/N, I really do.”

You were stunned. Too stunned to speak… how is this real? You couldn’t believe it. For all this time, you had been head over heels in love with this boy, and he is finally reciprocating?

You saw him make his way toward the back door and mentally jumped back into reality. Footsteps running after him, you yanked his arm back, making him turn around with a shocked expression.

“Wh-“ He didn’t get to say much before you cupped his face and crashed your lips onto his. Arvin stumbled back a bit, wide eyed, before his arms wrapped around your body and his eyes fluttered shut. The kiss? Magical. You’ve had your fair share of kisses, but this one was special… because it was Arvin’s lips pressed against yours.

His hand found your hair as another grabbed your hip, pressing you against the nearest wall. His body kept you still as your lips moved fast against his. Arvin groaned into your mouth and the sexual tension was rising fast.

The hand that was in your hair did a harsh tug, making you angle your neck to the side to allow his lips access. Arvin littered your neck with sweet, savory kisses while you whimpered for more,

“Arv,” you panted, “I need you.”

Arvin groaned once more at your words, his eyes just about rolling to the back of his head. He’s waited his entire life to hear those words, and who better to say them then you?

You felt large hands travel under your pretty little sundress and grasp your ass for dear life, holding tight as he lifted you up. You were quick to wrap your legs around him, tightly securing yourself as Arvin made a beeline for your bedroom. This was all going so fast, so hot, so good.

Suddenly, you were no longer against him. Arvin threw you down on the bed, his hands quickly going for your dress. Lifting the hem, he threw it on the floor, doing the same thing with his clothes until he was left in nothing but his underwear. Your nipples were hard against your thin bra and Arvin could have died staring at your body. What he saw in-front of him was handmade from God, and boy, he felt like this was the holiest yet most sinful moment of his life.

“God damn…” he whispered.

“Really, Arv?” You giggled, “Ya gonna talk about the Lord in a time like this?”

“Shut up n’ get over here.” Arvin smiled, grabbing your ankles and pulling your waist to meet his. You squealed, smiling as you watched Arvin’s lips go from your neck to the valley of your breasts, down your stomach, and down to your panties. Your smile faded as your arousal only flourished watching Arvin pull your panties down your legs… with his teeth.

He had a cocky smirk on his face, pulling his own underwear down and kicking them to the side. Suddenly, everything was scary… you’ve never done this before, what were you thinking?

Arvin noticed and his smirk fell, immediately cupping your face in his hands. Did he do something wrong?

“Darlin’?” He asked softly.

“Ya know that I… I never… I haven’t…”

“That’s what yer worried about?” Arvin chuckled slightly, “I love you, Y/N, and ain’t nothin’ gon change that.”

Feeling reassured, you spread your legs a little more around him. Biting your lip, you nodded, grabbing his face and crashing your lips against his once again. Arvin grunted against your lips, moving up on the bed a little more before situating himself between your legs. You took a deep breath in and out, just waiting.

“Ya sure?” Arvin asks, rubbing your thigh. He was always so good with helping you to feel safe.

“Ya, I’m sure.”

In a heartbeat, Arvin pushed himself inside you. You hadn’t taken the time to look at his length, but you were feeling it now, and it hurt.

You winced and hissed quietly, but urged Arvin to continue. He picked up, slowly but surely making his way in and out of you. Arvin felt the pleasure hit him like a bus and immediately pick up his pace even more, which made you feel everything he was feeling.

You gasped, your hands going to his back, digging your nails into it. Arvin was going decently fast now, moving off the bed only to slam back into you. You moaned loudly and arched your back, taking off your bra and throwing it towards Arvin with a giggle. Arvin caught himself fucking you senseless, eyes gawking as your breasts bounced right in front of him, putting on a show.

“Ya feel- fuck!- so good, sweetheart..” he groaned out, making your body tremble in pleasure, “This pussy is mine, ya got that?”

“Y-Yes, Arvin!” You yelled out his name in ecstasy, trying to find solid ground, but failing. The pleasure Arvin was making you feel was unreal and you couldn’t get enough.

Arvin wanted more. He wanted to see you cowering beneath him, all sore and oozing his cum. He wanted to fuck you so hard that you’d feel it every moment of the next day.

Grabbing your hands, Arvin pinned them above your head and grunted as he felt another wave of pleasure spread through him. You arched your back, throwing your head back as the pleasure overwhelmed you. Arvin smirked and pulled all the way out only to slam into you with all his force.

You were a moaning mess as you felt the knot in your stomach grow tighter and tighter. Arvin noticed this and started fucking you even faster. The louder you became, he noticed that it meant you were closer.

“Arvin- I’m gonna-!” You didn’t get to finish your sentence before spewing your fluids all over Arvin’s cock. He jumped in surprise, but kept going, pulling out to cum all over your stomach.

“That was a hell of a go,” you breathed out, panting violently. Arvin was a sexy sight in front of you, sweat glisten down his abs as he stood slumped.

You made eye contact as everything became quiet. Just staring, you both realized this was long overdue. Arvin laid above you without breaking eye contact and kissed you softly, again and again.

It all felt so surreal. You couldn’t stop it before the words came flying-

“I love you.”

Arvin has been waiting to hear those words for years.

“I love you, Y/N.”

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webofstories · 3 years

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Rules || Arvin Russell (Extreme smut)

Summary: Arvin has rules and you break his biggest one. He teaches you a lesson.

Note: This chapter is incredibly smutty so you've been warned

Warnings: VERY smutty, degrading, kinky, dom!Arvin, sub!reader, praise, oral (fem and male recieving), extremely rough

The screen door shut with a loud slam, making you gasp. You were already on edge, so the noise made tingles spread throughout your body. You didn't even get the chance to turn around before a hand wrapped around your throat and pushed you against the wall behind you, making your eyes grow wide as you let out a whimper.

You were face to face with a raging, horny, possessive Arvin. His grip on your throat sent shivers straight to your core, you were already wet from your past events, so this was worse.

"What the hell was that." He spoke lowly through gritted teeth. His body was firmly pressed against yours, making you shutter.

When you didn't answer, Arvin moved your dress up and spanked the side of your ass, making you yelp in surprise. You loved this side of him.

"I-I was just havin' some f-fun..." you whispered softly, completely submitting to him. Arvin's eyes grew a shade darker listening to you cower to him. So sweet. So "innocent".

"Fun, huh?" He chuckled darkly, squeezing your delicate little throat, "That's a god damn sin, sweetheart."

You wanted to moan at his words, but kept your throat closed. Arvin looked incredibly sexy with how angry he was.

Arvin had come to pick you up for a date when he caught you touching yourself. You hadn't heard his boots thudding against the floor to your door, but you were sure it wouldn'thave mattered cause Arvin has a way of finding out things. It was one of Arvin's rules not to do anything without him and you broke it big time. Now, you knew you were in deep shit.

"You little slut," Arvin whispers, eyes trailing down your body, past your unbottoned blouse, "... I thought you were a good girl."

His accent seeped through his words like honey in wood and you couldn't help but to clench your legs together. He felt this and squeezed your throat for a second, nails digging into your skin making you whimper. The pain turned you on even more. Arvin's built pressed against yours was a tease enough.

Taking one look into Arvin's eyes, you knew you were a goner. He gripped your hips and suddenly threw you over his shoulder, making you scream out in surprise but he only held you tighter. In seconds, you were in your room, Arvin putting you on the bed as he rips off his belt with stone cold expressions. You felt your legs quiver.

"A-Arvin..."

"No talkin', sweetheart." He says way too calmly, "Best keep that pretty lil' mouth closed."

You did what you were told and shut up. Arvin slowly skinned his off his dirty white tshirt, staring you in the eyes as you bit your lip. You almost felt excited.

Suddenly, you were shoved onto your back, a shiver blitzing down your body from the roughness. You looked up, Arvin hovering over you closely. He was smirking- oh no.

"So, you wanted to have some fun," He spoke lowly, slowly trailing down your body as he got lower and lower, "Couldn't wait."

"Arvin, I'm sorry-"

A quick slap to your thigh shut you up fast, making you let out a sharp breath of surprise. Arvin grunted.

"What did I say?" He barks, "Keep your mouth shut."

You didn't dare open your mouth. Arvins hands went to your shoulders, jerked you up, slipped your dress off and pinned you back down. He was being extremely rough and not caring too much about hurting you- you loved it.

He gave you a look and you knew what he wanted. Sitting up, he watched as you slipped off your underwear and bra, handing them to him as he leaves you completely bare. He had a smirk plastered on his face.

"Good girl."

You felt tingles from the praise and the tingles only grew at the feeling of Arvin using your undergarments to tie your hands to the headboard. His muscles flexed as his fingers tied, making you a mess. You were slick as could be.

As soon as you were tied securely, Arvin flipped you over, his hand immediately coming down on your ass.

You cried out, feeling his lack of mercy. The pain nearly brought tears to your eyes- but you didn't care. It still managed to feel so good. You knew it would leave a mark you'd be proud to bare.

"Why'd ya do it, sweetheart." He gritted, "Why'd you play with my pussy?"

"Arvin-"

He cut you off with a harder spank, bringing the tears out of your eyes. He was straddling your legs, watching with satisfaction. You wanted to moan- but you didn't want a worse punishment.

"I-I missed you." You whimpered, squirming a bit.

"Such a dirty whore." He spat, spanking you again, "Couldn't even wait."

You accidentally let out a loud moan, making his eyes snap to yours. Your eyes widened.

"Oh, so the lil' slut is enjoyin' her spankin'?" He scoffed, flipping you back onto your back, "Guess we'll have to make it a little more... worth it."

You knew what was going to happen. Arvin's pants were off in seconds, your legs shaking as you watching him kick them off and palm his thick length through his boxers. He saw the slight fear in your eyes and smiled to himself, something you found extremely attractive.

He let you out of your restraints, allowing you to rub your wrists.

"Knees," He ordered, "Now."

You got on your knees, face to face with his throbbing pink tip oozing precum. Your mouth almost watered, but you knew what was going to happen.

"Suck."

You gulped, but didn't hesitate to take Arvin's tip between your lips, sucking softly at first. As you took in more of him, hands resting on your thighs, you started sucking harder. You knew Arvin was going to take control the minute he brushed against the back of your throat.

Within seconds, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and started thrusting into your mouth, slamming into the back of your throat. You made small whimpers, making him even harder. Arvin had his head tipped back as he forced himself into your mouth, grunting at how good you took him. He rammed into the back of your throat over and over again, tears slowly spilling out of the corner of your eyes. He didn't care if it hurt you, but he would stop if he noticed it was too much. You were enjoying this.

"Such a fucking slut." He groaned out, breathing hard and fast. Your scalp was starting to hurt from the grip he had on your hair, but you didn't care. You kept sucking.

You felt a twitch in your mouth and knew he was going to finish. He quickly pulled out of your mouth before he could finish, confusing you. You didn't question it.

"Good girl." He says panting, smoothing down your hair as you clear your throat from the pain.

"Get on the bed. Hands and knees. I'm not done with you yet."

Your eyes went wide. Nonetheless, you did what you were told, getting on all fours on the bed. It took you by surprise when Arvin wrapped his tshirt around your eyes as a blindfold- it smelled of him. A heavily woodsy and ashey smell. You loved it.

You felt the bed dip in behind you. Your heart was beating out of your chest and you couldn't calm your breathing.

"If you speak- I'll go harder." He suddenly speaks, resting a hand above your ass, "If you moan- I'll go faster. Don't make a sound."

Before you could reply, you felt a long, wet, and lingering stripe being licked up your slit. Your eyes screwed shut under the blindfold as you chewed your bottom lip, choking down the gasp you conjured. Arvin repeated this action a couple times, driving you and your heart rate wild before latching onto your clit.

"Ah!"

You didn't mean to- it just slipped out... Arvin wasn't taking excuses. He sucked faster on your clit as soon as he heard it and without warning, sending shock waves of overwhelming pleasure throughout your body. You wanted to do it again, to moan, to scream out. But you didn't want to be punished again, so you bit your lip harder, probably on the bring of drawing blood.

He swirled his tongue in a circular motion over and over again around your clit, occasionally flicking his tongue against it. You jumped and jolted everytime, making him grab your hips to keep you still as he ate you up.

Arvin kept doing this until you came on his face, chin glistening and lips shining with your cum. Only, he didn't stop, his tongue still flickering and swirling around your clit. He knew how overwhelming it was for you and he was using it to punish you.

"You can speak, angel."

The minute the words left his mouth, you let your lip free from your teeth, jaw dropping as Arvin ate you out. His tongue flexed inside you, making you scream out due to being so sensitive from just finishing. It didn't take you long to finish again.

"Arvin!" You cried out, sounding heavenly. Arvin smirked, but didn't stop.

Arvin kept on with his actions. Flicking, licking, swirling, sucking, even biting. He flooded you with orgasm after orgasm, making you flood his face.

You couldn't hold up your body anymore. You were exhausted from it all- pussy weak and throbbing. Arvin must have noticed this, because he moved before you dropped, arms and legs shaking and weak. He didn't show any mercy, still, before flipping you to face him.

"Enjoy that, darlin?" He whispered huskily, kissing your neck harshly as he bit down hard on your shoulder.

You gasped, eyes going wide. Arvin took this opportunity to kiss you hard, slipping his tongue past your lips to explore your mouth for the 100th time. You moaned against his lips.

"Now," he says, pulling away panting, "I'm going to fuck you. Hard. Make all the noise you want- just don't cum until I say so."

Your body pleaded no, but Arvin slammed ino you, immediately not giving a damn. You screamed in pleasure, feeling him slide in so easily due to the floods he made you endure. Arvin grabbed your throat roughly, clamping his large hand around it as he fucked you so good.

You could feel Arvin's thick length stretch you out, making you moan his name over and over again.

He grunted, holding your hips to limit your movement. You tried to hold onto him, but he roughly pinned your hands above your head, threatening to tie you up again.

He loved the way your breasts bouncing as he thrusted into you, fucking you how you love to be fucked. It turned him on even more.

He was so hard inside you, even slipping a few desperate moans before flipping you over once more, sliding back inside you.

He pulled your hips to somewhat meet him in the middle, pounding into you mercilessly. You were screaming, moaning, whimpering, any noise to relieve the overwhelming pleasure.

"Arvin!" You moaned out, grabbing onto your pillow desperately.

"Whose pussy is this?" Arvin grunted, tilting his hips to brush against your g-spot.

"Y- fuck!" You tried to respond.

"Say it!" He yells, spanking you harshly. You cried out.

"Yours, Arvin! Only yours- oh God!"

You came spilling over the edge, squirting violently all over Arvin's cock. He slipped out of you, finishing on your back as your body gave out once more.

You layed there, cheeks tear stained and ass bruised. Arvin sat on his knees, catching his breath before laying down beside you, taking you into his arms.

You both sat in silence for a couple minutes, Arvin drawing small circles with his fingertips all over your body. Thighs, stomach, breast, anywhere. You sighed.

"Was I too rough?" Arvin asked quietly, silently tipping that he was worried about you. You smiled.

"I'm okay, baby." You whispered, "I loved it. All of it."

Arvin let out a sigh of relief, holding you tighter. You melted like butter against him, feeling safer than ever.

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webofstories · 3 years

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What's Mine - Arvin Russell (Smut)

Summary: Y/N can't seem to catch a break from Gene Dinwoodie and his no good buddies. After Arvin finds out, he takes Y/N out for a bit of stress relief, which leads to something more.

Note: I'm hella proud of this ngl

Warnings: bullying, harassment, sexual harassment, angst, smut, fluff, car sex, jealous!Arvin

"C'mon, sweetheart," Gene snickered, his lips curling into an eye sore of a smirk, "Why don't you just let up a lil'?"

You couldn't help but to roll your eyes, knowing that if your mother were there, she could have slapped your silly for it. In this little town, you minded your manners, but when it came to Gene Dinwoodie and his handy-happy pals, you couldn't bite it back.

"I'm tryna focus," you try to say as nicely as you can muster, "Please leave me be."

Gene had been hassling you for the past 10 minutes. You wanted to curse the teacher for sitting him directly next to you in the back of the class, but your reputation had to be kept. Your daddy would bury you 6 feet under if he ever heard you talk like that.

You wanted nothing more than to slam your desk over Gene's head, but your family was well known in town, your father being the priest in the local church and your mother being the store owner of the local flower shop. Both of them wreaked of the Bible, you swear they might even make holy water on Sundays, so doing something as sinful as sending Gene Dinwoodie to the hospital would make your parents start digging your grave.

You hated it. You and your parents were very different and fought a lot because of it, but you still wanted to keep from the judgement of others. So, you kept your smile on, being the nice little church girl everyone sees you as.

Well, not everyone.

Arvin Russell was the only person in this god forsaken town that actually knew you. Your parents don't approve of him, of course, but you loved him. With him, you're free of judgement, you're able to be yourself.

"I'm talkin' to ya, girl!"

Gene's raised voice brought you out of your thoughts, making you look around the room to see if he got anyone's attention. Everyone was too caught up in their own chatter to hear him before hearing the loud ringing of the bell, signalling that it was time for lunch.

You got up quickly, throwing all your stuff into a pile, holding it to your chest tightly as you practically bolted to the door. You wanted to get out of there.

You made your way to the back entrance, knowing Arvin was sitting outside waiting for you. Turning into the deserted hallway, almost tasting the freedom past the thick double doors as your feet padded quickly against the floor, but you were stopped right before you could make it do the door.

"Why ya walking so fast, darlin'?" You hear Gene call from behind you, you nearly groaned, tipping your head back in defeat before slapping a fake smile on your face and turning around to face him.

"I gotta go, Gene." You say with spitefulness despite your dashing smile, taking Gene aback. His eyes widened a bit.

He backed you against the wall, towering over you. Your heart started beating out of your chest as your eyes widened, clutching your books tighter. His hands fell from your arms and started moving down your body, making you want to sink into the wall.

"Ya better watch that pretty lil' mouth talkin' to me, sweetheart," Gene spoke lowly, "You don't wanna make me mad, do ya?"

His tone was menacing, sending a streak of fear down your spine. He reached his hand down, dragging the tips of his fingers up your bare thigh. His hand got higher, riding up your skirt a bit, and you couldn't help but feel the shear terror of a scream crawling its way up your throat.

You tried to push him away, dropping your books and trying to scream. Gene grunted as you barely even moved him, grabbing your wrist and slamming a hand over your mouth before you could scream.

"Y're makin' me angry, doll." He spat through gritted teeth, a look in his eyes that made you sink against the wall, "Y're gonna listen to me, fuckin' whore."

You felt him remove the hand from your mouth and grab a handful of your ass under your skirt, making you choke back a cry at the pain of his nails digging into your skin. Gene loved the way you looked under him, cowering, afraid.

"Get yer fuckin' hands off her." Was all you heard before the sound of knuckles and crack of a jaw wizzed past your face. You gasped, jumping out of your skin.

Your heart was beating out of your chest as you glanced at Gene's unconscious body laying face first in the floor, eyes wide as you saw blood trickling from his nose.

"A-Arvin?" You squeaked, looking from your boyfriend and your bully.

"Are ya alright, darlin'?" Arvin asked, concern pooling his eyes as he looked over you.

It took a second for your mind to slow down. It had all happened so fast that you were still processing it.

"Yes, just a little scared, is all." You say, trying to ease his worry. Arvin sighed, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you into a warm hug.

"I'll kill that no good son of a bitch." He says into your neck with greeted teeth. You squeezed his biceps, pushing him to look at your face.

"No, baby." You whisper softly, cupping his clenched jaw in your hands, "He ain't worth it."

Arvin's eyes flickered between you and the blacked out Gene Dinwoodie, softening his gaze as he looked into your eyes. Looking into those beautiful orbs of yours, Arvin felt a sense of comfort and distraction, which was something you both needed.

"Alright, darlin'... let's go." Arvin grabbed your hand, walking towards the door as if he was on a mission.

"Where are we going?" You asked.

"Outta here."

Outta there was certainly where you went. Arvin drove you both out to your spot in the woods two miles from his house. This was a beautiful clearing that was hidden away by the trees, Arvin cut a path for his car when he took you on your first date there. He found the spot to be the most second beautiful thing in his life after you showed up.

Now, here you were, legs straddling his lap in the backseat of his car that overlooked a beautiful meadow. Arvin had both hands kneading a handful of your ass, groaning against your lips everytime you'd rub your fingers through his chocolate curls and pull a little.

You felt Arvin's evident bulge growing against your heat, pressing against your panties more and more. You pulled away, smirking at him a bit.

"Well ain't you happy," you giggle, panting slightly, "Got somethin' you wanna do, baby?"

Arvin smirked at you, giving your thigh a quick slap. You gasped and smiled, jumping slightly on his lap.

"There're a lot of things I wanna do, darlin'." He whispers seductively, his voice sending shivers down your body as you played with his hair.

You kissed him again, desperate and needy. He hummed against your lips and pulled your body even closer to him, your hands slowly sliding up his shirt with lingering fingertips. Arvin squeezed your ass, pulling back from the kiss.

He was breathing heavy, not breaking eye contact with you as he unbottoned your shirt. As he pushed it off your shoulders, he was quick to do away with your bra, taking your nipple between his teeth, being gentle as he ran his tongue over your sensitive bud.

"Agh, Arvin.." you moaned out, slightly digging your nails into his chest. Arvin pulled back for just a second to skin his shirt off, throwing it next to him as his his lips reattached to your breast and his other hand dipped into the waistband of your skirt.

You started grinding on him faster, feeling your high coming closer and closer. Your head was tipped back in pleasure, eyes closed and mouth gaped slightly. You squeezed your thighs around Arvin's, feeling your climax approaching as Arvin played with your breasts.

Arvin felt this and smirked, immediately pulled away, gripping your hips tightly to stop you. Your eyes snapped to his, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Ya really think imma just let ya cum all on yer own, darlin'?" Arvin spoke lowley, biting his lip as he looked up and down your body, "Imma make ya feel good, better than fuckin' Dinwoodie ever could."

Arvin didn't let you reply, his hands went straight to your skirt and unzipped it, letting it fall of. His cock was throbbing, captivated by his worn out jeans. You let up a little, heart beating out of your chest as he pushes his jeans to his ankles, boxers following suit. Ever since Arvin saw Gene's body pressed against yours, his hands all over you in only a way Arvin's should have been, he wanted to get rid of any mark or smell he left, the thought of doing so gave him more satisfaction than the feeling of Gene's jaw cracking under his knuckles.

Flipping you into your back, pressing you against the seats, Arvin groaned at his hard cock brushing against your soaked pussy. It made you gasp a little, his fingers trailing down to your heat, lightly rubbing your clit.

His touch wasn't gentle for long. Arvin's fingers pressed harder and rubbed faster, making you throw your head back in pure ecstasy.

"Oh, Arvin!" You moaned loudly, your voice sounding like music to Arvin's ears. Pleasure was rolling over your body as Arvin watched intently, cock throbbing at your pleasure-written features. He loved this.

"Who makes ya feel this good, darlin'?" Arvin whispers huskily in your ear, a small smirk on his face as he slips two fingers in your soaked pussy. You choke on a moan, feeling him curl his fingers as he pumped them in and out of you steadily.

"Y-You baby- oh," You moan, your nails digging into his shoulders as he thrusts his fingers faster. Arvin felt pride as he looked down at you, your face screwed in pleasure all cause of him.

"Alright, I can't take it no more." Arvin grunted as he put your legs over his shoulders. The minute you saw him doing that, you knew you'd be sore for days.

Arvin teased your clit for a moment.

"Please don't tease," you whimpered, looking him in the eyes. Arvin's eyes softened as he looked into yours.

"You're mine, darlin'," Arvin mumbled, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, "I ain't sharin' you, not with no one."

"You'll never have too- holy shit!"

Arvin cut you off by quickly pushing his long, thick length inside you, a quick "shit" leaving his lips as well. Your body lit up at this, a high pitched, shocked breath leaving your throat.

He didn't bother giving you anytime to adjust, Arvin was thrusting in and out of you with his only mission being to leave his mark on you. You were his, his to love, hold, touch, protect, his to fuck. Gene Dinwoodie couldn't ever even come close to this and you and Arvin both knew it.

Your body had pleasure rolling over and over again, arching your back as Arvin fucked you good.

"You like it, don't ya, darlin'?" He snickers, nearly cutting himself off with a moan, "Like it when I fuck ya like this?"

"Yes!" Your moan came off loud and desperate as your nail left marks all over Arvin's back, eyes shut and mouth left open in ecstasy.

"Listen to that dirty lil' mouth," he smirked, thrusting harder into your abused pussy with a loud grunt, "Usin' the Lord's name durin' such a sin... should be ashamed if yourself, sweetheart."

Arvin's words made your heat tighten up as you mumbled soft profanities under your breath, only wanting him more. He pulled all the way out before slamming right back into you, resulting in a pleasured cry from you. The car was shaking and you were both sweating, sounds of your moans and skin slapping together filling your ears.

"Say it." Arvin grunted throwing his head back slightly as he only fucked you deeper.

"Say what- ahh!" The pleasure was hitting you over and over again, too much for you to handle.

"My name," he growls, a death grip on your thighs as he angled his thrusts, "Say it. I want all them no good son's of bitches to know who you belong too."

Arvin senses your hesitation, growling in frustration as he moves his hands from your thighs to you hips, pulling you towards him with every crush. It was hard, the slapping of him only getting louder as you were left speechless and shocked.

"Arvin!" The loud, extremely pornographic moan crawls up your throat. The knot in your stomach felt so tight, you knew you wouldn't last much longer.

"Louder, dammit!" He grunts, digging his fingers into your hips, sure to leave small circular bruises

"Ah- Arvin, fuck!" You almost scream, your body tensing up as you approach your high, "You make me feel so good, baby! Only you, no one else!"

Arvin felt satisfied by this and smiled. He threw his head back and used all his might to slam into you, it even hurt a little but you didn't care because the sight of his biceps bulging, muscles flexing, his bottom lip in between his teeth and the dripple of sweat dripping down his head sent you over the edge as you arched your back, pleasure rolling over you so hard as your vision seemed blurry for a moment.

When you finally came to, Arvin as already pulled out, looking down at you and your dripping heat in utter shock.

"W-What?" You ask nervously.

"Darlin'... you squirted." He says, looking up at you with a chuckle, yet eyes full of admiration.

A deep blush creeped onto your cheeks, smiling and turning away from Arvin's gaze, wrapped in embarrassment. Arvin laughed at you slightly as he leaned down to place a kiss on your temple, smoothing your hair.

"It was incredibly sexy, sweetheart." He whispers lowly in your ear. You rolled your eyes, not able to wipe away your smile as you punched his arm. He laughed, pulling you into him.

He started kissing your neck, sucking hard on your sweet spot. You hummed against him, placing your hand on his chest.

"Arv, I'm tired."

"I know, baby. I'm just doin' a thing."

"What do you mean?"

You looked in the rearview mirror and saw a lovebite, making your heart stop. Your parents were out of town so you weren't worrying about them seeing it, but the kids at school were a different story.

"Arvin!" You shrieked, turning to look at him as you laid next to him once more. He was smirking- of course.

"What?" He chuckles, "Just markin' what's mine,"

"Gene Dinwoodie ain't takin' me from ya, Arv," you scoffed, "No one is."

"I'd kill em if they tried."

"You know not to leave no damn lovebite on noticeable places." You said in annoyance.

"If you try n' cover that up, I'll come in yer class and bend you over yer desk and spank that sweet little ass red." He growled in your ear, making your skin crawl in the best way. You bit your lip, but left it alone.

You returned to school the next day wearing a simple sundress, ignoring the looks you were getting from other kids. The mark wasn't too dark, but enough to tell others that you weren't available. As you were at your locker, Gene slammed it shut, showing off his smirk and bruised up face.

Before he could speak, his eyes flickered down to your neck, eyeing the obvious spot. You felt a smirk on your face, shutting your locker.

You felt a familiar, strong arm snaked around your waist, the smell of cigarettes and burning wood filling your nose.

"A bit too close, don't ya think?" Arvin spoke to Gene, his tone menacingly calm.

Gene took the hint, but not before shooting you both a glare. With a smile, you turned and kissed your boyfriend, not caring who was watching.

"You're gonna be the death of me, woman." Arvin chuckled in your ear, grabbing your hands and placing a kiss on each before walking to his next class.

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A Fool Like Me - Arvin Russell *Smut*

Summary: It's your first time since you wanted to save it for marriage and Arvin is ready to make it special for you.

Note: who next?

Warnings: fluff smut, praise, touching, oral (fem receiving), just vanilla

Everyone who knew Arvin Russell knew he was rough around the edges. He was like a prickly rose, only to others, the rose blossom didn't exist. Arvin was extremely misunderstood and you hated it, but in this car, wearing white as you observed him driving in his suit, you knew you had the blossom.

"Well," Arvin chuckled, cheeks pink as his tongue grazed over his drying lips, "Guess yer' a Russell now."

You smiled.

"Yes sir, I am," you giggled, "Yer' wife, to be exact."

Arvin rolled his eyes, but he smiled. He smiled cause he knew he had you forever and you weren't going anywhere. That thought alone made him the happiest man alive.

"Our honeymoon is gon' be in that cabin we found during that roadtrip." Arvin spoke, "It's a rental now."

Your heart jumped and your eyes widened, happy as can be. You were overjoyed, you loved that cabin, you told Arvin countless times about how you wished to go there for your honeymoon but you didn't expect it.

Arvin looked over at you and smiled, seeing how happily his newly wed wife was. It sent a shiver to his heart.

"Thank you, Arvin!" You squealed, throwing your arms around his torso as he smiler, "Oh, thank you!"

His scent wrapped around you like a blanket, keeping you warm as your body pressed against his. Arvin put an arm around you and back on the wheel. He loved your body on his.

You knew what I meant to be married now. You were each other's forever- no leaving. No giving up and quiting, things were all together now. That means becoming even more.

You and Arvin have only had intimate make outs and a little bit of undressing, but when it got serious, Arvin always stopped it because he knew you wanted to wait until marriage. 3 years later and it's finally here, you just didn't know how Arvin felt.

It wasn't long until you pulled into the driveway of the cabin. It was beautiful, red rose petals surrounding your feet as Arvin gently swooped you off the ground and into his arms. You squealed and fell into giggles, hearing Arvin chuckle at your reaction. You love this man.

Once you two were through the threshold, your eyes went wide. Arvin was studying your face closely as you took in everything around you, rose petals as red as Arvin's cheeks scattered in a trail leading down the hall with candles lit everywhere. Fire hazard? Maybe... but you were stunned.

"Oh, Arv..." you whispered under your breath, looking around in awe. Arvin awaited your next words anxiously.

"It's absolutely beautiful," Is all you could manage saying, so starstruck from the surprise.

Arvin let out a sigh of relief, knowing the time he put into making this happen in hopes you'd like it. He smiled softly and placed a hand on your back, gently guiding you down the path of petals as you admired the twinkling candle lights.

As you rounded the hallway, you stepped into a bedroom, a gasp escaping your lips as you looked around.

There was a giant bed with rose petals and roses scattered all over it, candles on the bed side table illuminating the room. Your heart felt full as you blushed deeply, facing Arvin.

"It's alrigh' if yer not ready, sweetheart." He spoke softly, caressing your cheekbone, "I just-"

"I'm ready."

Arvin's eyes went wide, positioning his hands on your hips as he stood infront of you.

"Ya are?"

"Yes, for a while now, actually..." you whispered, pushing Arvin's hand towards the back of your dress.

Arvin took the hint and gently tugged the zipper, pulling it all the way down before the straps were loose on your shoulders. Arvin eyed you before pushing them off, watching as your dress pooled around your feet.

Arvin was lost in lust but mostly love. Admiring your body, he pulled you into him, kissing you softly.

"Yer so beautiful," he mumbles, "Damn angel is what ya are."

You felt your cheeks heat up from the compliments. You watched him unbutton his shirt and toss it on the floor, eyes never leaving yours. You were in nothing but your undergarments, Arvin too.

"Darlin'?"

"Yes?"

Arvin grabbed your bare hips and pulled you into his hard chest. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck.

"I love you," he whispers, "More than anythin'."

Your smile beamed up at him, shiney and bright. There was so much love in the room that it couldn't go unnoticed.

Arvin had two protective arms wrapped around you before gently pressing his lips to yours, kissing you passionately.

You made a soft quiet noise against his lips out of delight, telling Arvin he could continue. He suddenly pick you up, wrapping your legs around his waist at you giggled. He walked over to the bed and gently laid you down on it before crawling over you, more laughter coming from you.

"Well ain't you just a giddy lil thing," Arvin chuckles, a smile on his face. You blushed, hiding your face in his neck.

Arvin's hands roamed your body a little, silently asking for permission everytime he touched a more daring spot. He knew you were subconscious and insecure but he made sure to put those thoughts to ease.

"Damn stunnin'."

"My pretty girl."

"My my... all mine?"

He had already slipped off the rest of your clothes, leaving him in only boxers too. You were beyond nervous and it showed, which made Arvin cautious.

"We ain't gotta do nothin'," he coos, pulling you into his lap, palming your thighs with locked eyes, "Ya know I'll never pressure ya-"

You cut him off with a bit of force as you smash your lips together. Arvin grunted, squeezing your thighs as he let out a soft moan against your lips. You wanted to show him you love him, not just to "fuck". You wanted to make love to Arvin.

"Please, Arvin, I want to." You spoke with a small smile, "I want you to make love to me."

Arvin searched your eyes for what felt like minutes. He was looking for something... hesitation, uncertainty, maybe even doubt. He found none, just as you expected.

You slowly slid your hands down his chest, lingering lower and lower, hoping to get something started. Arvin's eyes widened when he realized as he quickly grabbed your arms, flipping you over in a blink so he could hover over your naked body.

"Nah, hun," Arvin chuckled, kissing your neck lightly, making you let out a breath, "Tonight is about you,"

"Arv-"

"Hush now, let me focus on pleasin' my pretty lady." He smirked, making your down area tingle a bit. You bit your lip as you felt his lips kiss down your body.

Starting at your jaw, he made a line of soft, wet kisses to your neck, where he sucked on your sweet spot hard enough to leave a work of art there. He pulled back and observed the darkening hickey with a smile, glad to mark you.

"You're so beautiful," he mumbles before trailing kisses down to your breasts where he gently takes one in his hand and other softly in his mouth, slowly grazing his tongue over your sensitive bud.

"Ah," you moaned out, loving the way it felt.

"So good." he grunted, repeating his actions, "Love yer noise,"

You moaned again which only made him more eager. Gently trailing down your body with his lips, Arvin pushed your legs up and apart, leaving you to feel his hot breath on your core. You gasped, shocked at how good just his breath felt.

You looked down at his beautiful features and was surprised at how sexy the southern boy looked between your thighs, looking up at you for permission. All you could muster was a nod before closing your eyes and looking up.

The feeling of Arvin's wet tongue gliding between your soaked slit caused a high pitched moan to escape your lips. Your body felt estatic, breathing heavy already. You felt him lick you up again, making you moan once more.

Arvin grabbed your hips and pushed his face further into you, causing his tongue to graze your entrance.

"Ah- Arvin!" You moaned out, hands flying to grip his hair.

"Yer doin' so good, darlin'." Arvin spoke encouragingly before he continued to eat you out.

It was fantastic. Your heart was beating out of your chest as you struggled to catch your breath. You arched yourself against him, making him go deeper, erupting a soft moan to come out of you once more.

Right before you were about to cum, Arvin pulled away. Your core felt colder than ever as you frowned.

He positioned himself between you, face an inch from yours. His lips pressed against yours to create a soft, tender, loving kiss that had your body at ease. This love was only getting stronger.

"I'd do anythin' for you." Arvin whispers, staring into your eyes, "You know that."

You nodded, smiling at him as you cup his face in your hands.

"So, if ya wanna stop, that's fine," he whispered, "I'll wait."

"I'm ready now, Arv." You laughed to him, his worry in his face, "It's okay."

Arvin rolled his eyes but smiled, looking between your bodies before looking back at you. You were so close together, closer than ever before, and you loved it.

"I'm gonna go, alright?" Arvin mumbled, his southern accent seeping into his words, "It might hurt, but I opened ya up a little. Just tell me to stop and I will, always."

You nodded, smiling up at him and his support. In a slow, painful movement, Arvin pushed himself inside you.

You hissed loudly, face screwed in pain. Arvin bottomed out before stopping, eyes wide as he grew concerned.

"Are you alright?" He questioned frantically, almost pulling out but you stopped him.

"N-No, don't stop." You spoke, "Keep going."

Arvin looked hesitant, but did as you said. Slowly and hesitantly, he started thrusting gently, holding your hands in his. The pain you were feeling was hurtful in such a sensitive area, but you felt it fading away everytime Arvin pushed back into you.

"Keep going," you moaned out softly, urging Arvin to continue. His heart fluttered when he heard your moan, being less cautious and more loving with you.

His thrusts were slow and lingering, pulling out all the way before slowly pushing back in until he bottomed out inside you. Your moans and soft calls of Arvin's name filled the room as Arvin showed you how much he loved you.

"Ah- fuck." Arvin groaned into your neck, pausing for a moment. Even though he wasn't a virgin, he was feeling overwhelming pleasure from how tight you were.

"Are you okay?" Sweet Y/N asked, looking at her husband. He pulled his head away and smiled down at her, kissing her softly.

"Yea," he spoke, "Just happy I found the love of my life."

You blushed and he continued his thrusts, making your stomach erupt into butterflies. You moaned out softly, breathing heavy despite the slow pace. But you loved it, you loved the love, the warmth, the feeling of home, all of it.

"I'm close, Arvin." You moaned out, gripping his hands tight.

"Me too, darlin'," he panted, "Just let it go."

And you did. Your vision blurred as your climax rolled over you, head to toe. Arvin pulled out of you and followed suit, a spew of soft curses leaving hid lips. You smiled at him, panting slightly.

Arvin fell down next to you on the bed, immediately hooking his arm around your waist and pulling you into him. You winced, feeling tender from what you and Arvin just did.

"Thank you," you said with a smile, turning to face him.

"No, thank you." Arvin said with love in his eyes as he caresses your cheekbone with his thumb.

You looked at him in confusion.

"For what?"

Arvin sighs before pulling you to lay on top of him, both arms wrapped around your bare body as he covers you both with the white sheets.

"For marrying a fool like me."

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