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holylulusworld · 9 months

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Pick you up

Summary: Daddy comes to save the day.

Pairing: Biker!Ari Levinson x fem!Reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers

Warnings: angst, bitchy girls, heavy daddy kink, caregiver Ari, sexual harassment (not Ari), implied violence, hurt & comfort (kinda), fluff, comforting, protective Ari

Read the prequel here: Let you down

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“Daddy, please come pick me up. They are all so mean to me,” you sniff on the phone. “I don’t want to stay here. I thought this is going to be fun, but it’s not.”

The girls from your workplace watch you on the phone. They roll their eyes and huff.

“She calls her daddy to pick her up. We were right. She’s not mature enough for our little club. I don’t know what a girl like her wants in New York.”

You hang up and sigh. The plan to spend the weekend with the people you’re working with went down the drain the moment they started to talk low about your outfit, your make-up (or rather the lack of it), and the fact that you don’t want to talk about yourself with people you barely know.

Ignoring your nagging colleagues, you walk out of the living room to grab your bag and jacket. You will wait outside for your daddy to pick you up.

You exhale sharply when one of them follows you outside. “You didn’t have to call your daddy. How old are you, twelve?”

“Just leave me alone,” you shoulder your bag and grab the door handle. “I’ll be waiting outside. I want nothing to do with you and the others.”

It doesn’t take more than ten minutes before you see his bike. Your heart flutters when your daddy brings the motorcycle to a complete stop. He plants both feet firmly on the ground, making you shiver as you stare at his long legs.

You wring your hands as he kicks the kickstand down with his left foot and leans the bike on it.

“Fuck, daddy,” you press your thighs together, adding pressure to your tingling clit.

Ari swings his right foot over the motorcycle to get off it. He takes off his helmet and grins when his eyes land on you.

Eyes glued to Ari; you swallow thickly as he shakes his head to tame his mane.

“That’s…her … daddy?” Your colleagues gathered outside to get a look at your father. Or so they thought. They didn’t know you called your daddy, not your father. “He looks too young for being her father.”

“You are telling me!” Suzanne, the leader of the little group harassing you sneers. “That guy is not her father.”

“He’s so tall and handsome,” Caroline says. “No wonder she didn’t want to play with one of the guys. She’s got a hunk at home.”

“A daddy,” Suzanne grunts. “I knew something is off with that bitch.”

While your colleagues watch you and Ari, he worriedly calls your name.

“Y/N, what happened,” Ari asks, furrowing his brows as you run toward him to bury your face in his chest. “Baby kitten. Do I need to break bones or faces?”

“They wanted to play truth or dare, and spin the bottle,” you begin. “I agreed, because why not?”

“Okay.” Ari hums. “Go ahead. Daddy is here now.”

“Uh-I didn’t know there will be guys too, I swear.” You feel Ari stiffen. A deep rumble emits from his chest, and you know, someone is in trouble. You only hope it isn’t you. “I didn’t want to spin the bottle anymore because they changed the rules.”

“What rules? Tell me about it, princess,” you relax and take a deep breath. Ari always makes you feel safe and calm.

“They said we need to choose truth or dare. I chose dare, and suddenly the guys from the company were there too. They wanted to play too and Suzanne said I must kiss one of them.”

“I’ll kill them,” he growls. No one touches you but him. “No one forces my girl to kiss them.”

“I refused and chose truth instead. I said that I cannot kiss someone else because I got my boyfriend at home. They laughed, but agreed,” You sniffle. “They wanted me to tell them about the last time we had sex. I refused and they made fun of me. Calling me an uptight virgin.”

“It’s alright, I’m here now. Even if you were a virgin, it wouldn’t be a reason to make fun of you. They are awful people,” Ari softly speaks to you. You’re already worked up and he doesn’t want to risk you starting to hyperventilate. “No one is going to hurt you.”

“That’s not all.” You whimper now. “The game continued. The guys joined us. After a few rounds, the bottle landed on me. One of them chose dare and they…they wanted me to…”

“Baby, what happened?”

“They wanted me to ride one of the guys’ thighs. I told them that I got a boyfriend and won’t cheat on him. At first, I thought it was a joke. But they tried to push me onto that guy. I cried and grabbed my phone.”

“And then you called me,” Ari concludes as you slowly nod against him. “Good girl. You knew daddy always comes to your aid. Let me just kill them for you.”

“Please don’t leave me alone. Please,” you sniffle. “I don’t want to be alone with them ever again.”

“Princess, come with me.” Ari takes your bag out of your hands. He wraps one arm around your shoulders to guide you away from your colleague’s house and toward the street.

“Where are we going…?” you gasp as you see the whole club waiting for you and Ari.

You forgot that they wanted to go for a ride. Guilt washes over you. It was Ari’s day off and he wanted to spend it with his friends. Now you messed this up too.

Steve, the boss of the club gets off his bike. He nods at Ari as your boyfriend points at you. “Steve will take care of you for a moment. You like Steve right? He’s a good man and will protect you. I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” you whimper.

“I’ve got her, Ari. Do what you must do,” Steve’s features soften when you watch Ari leave your side. “He’ll be right back, Y/N. Don’t worry. Ari was out of his mind when he heard you cry on the phone.”

“Maybe we should help him?” Bucky, another member of the club asks. He sneaked around the area and heard every word. “I wouldn’t mind roughing those douchebags up. Break a bone or two.”

“Buck, that’s Ari’s job,” Steve warns. “If he needs our help, we will help. Give him a moment…”

Meanwhile, at the house, Ari barks at the women harassing you. “My girl loves her job and won’t quit because of you. If you ever make her life harder or just look at her the wrong way, we all will pay you a visit.”

“We…we didn’t…” Suzanne stammers. She never got yelled at by a tall guy like Ari before and is close to wetting herself.

“I know what you did,” Ari snaps at her. “Who is the guy putting his hands on my girl? Who wanted to force her to ride his thigh?”

“Uh-it’s him!” The other men point at the man wanting you to ride him. “He said that he wants her before we started the game. We didn’t have anything to do with it. It was all Suzanne and him.”

“You—” Ari cracks his neck. “Well, then. Let me show you what happens when you harass a woman.”

“Ari. Daddy,” you run toward Ari the moment you see him. “What happened?” You look at his bloody knuckles. “You’re hurt.”

“Did you give it to them good?” Bucky smirks. “I can help. Let me break a few bones.”

“Buck, stop. I know you are antsy since your girl left, but we’ve got no time to start a fight,” Steve grunts. “Let’s bring Y/N home. She had a rough day.”

Ari carefully guides you toward his bikes. He softly speaks your name and caresses your back. “I’ll bring you home now, princess.”

After a short ride back home you are in Ari’s arms. He whispers soothing words and nuzzles his face in your neck.

You’re lying on a soft mattress, hidden under the pillowfort you and Ari built for days like these. Days in which the world gets too much for you.

“You’re safe with me, princess. Always.”

“I know,” you mumble sleepily. “My protector…”

>> Prequel

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flordeamatista · 1 year

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𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀

pairing: ceo!silverfox!ari levinson x personal assistant!reader

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

word count: 3.6k

warnings: silver fox Ari, bossy boss, business trip, hot tub love time, fireplace love time, p -in- v, a tiny bit of man—ipulation edging, fing- ering, o-ra-l (f receiving), tiny wine body painting, sweet kisses, pu-ssy slap-ping, soft power imbalance, dumb-ification, praise, Sir k-ink, dirty talk, spanking, nickname ──(Princess, Sweetheart)

a/n: @navybrat817 When I was dancing with my other wips, I remember when you dropped this sweet silverfox Ari, leaving me daydreaming for months. I am grateful for you dropping him off so I can write him a beautiful story.

@lookiamtrying @/writing-for-marvel @sunshinebuckybarnes, thank you for letting me rant for months about him and brainstorm ideas.

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

the cute gif/line divider/moodboard made by me

thank you @jen-with-a-pen for making the silverfox ari image on the second moodboard.

Masterlist

As time passes, each note rests on each string.

Your eyes are captivated by the clouds you pass. One sky, one trip, and countless cloud formations.

The clouds reminded you how far away you were from your real destination, and you could only remember how you got on his plane.

“You wanted to see me, Sir?” you asked as you entered his office. He nodded and motioned for you to take a seat. “I have some important news to share with you,” he said. “We’ve just been awarded a large contract from a new client. There is a crucial business event next week that you must attend with me." Ari keeps typing on his computer without looking at you.

"I can't go," you say.

Ari stops typing and looks up. "Why not?" he demands.

"I have my holiday, and I will be out of the country for a while."

“That is part of your job. You are expected to attend. You can pack up your things at the end of the day if you are unable to attend this business trip."

You look desperate in his eyes as you say, "My vacation was approved months ago."

He pauses for a moment, then says, "I'm sorry, but this business trip is mandatory. You will have to postpone your vacation."

“I have given you access to my schedule. Do you mean you didn't read what was coming up? ” he asks in a dead tone. He is trying to point out that he had been clear with his scheduling and that it was your responsibility to be aware of what was coming up and plan accordingly.

As you leave Ari's office, you feel frustrated. You feel your heart sink as you think about all the time and money you’ve already spent preparing. You have been looking forward to this vacation for months, and now it seems like you will have to postpone it indefinitely.

Ari Levinson's name has become so familiar that nobody can escape it. He is a top influencer in the business world and is often a keynote speaker at industry events. His advice and insights are sought after by some of the most successful companies around the world. His reach is unparalleled, and he is an inspiration to many.

From small startups to large corporations, Ari Levinson has been able to make an impact on nearly every sector. His success story is one that continues to be shared and celebrated as he continues to break boundaries in the business world. It would make many human bodies swoon to gaze into his lustful blue eyes. He is a true testament to the power of ambition and hard work.

Ari is a role model for entrepreneurs and business professionals who are looking to make a difference. His story is an inspiration to many who aspire to greatness.

Ari Levinson is an icon.

However, you see the rude, uncaring, sexy heartless boss.

He often puts profits before people and shows zero regard for those he works with. His attitude contrasts starkly with his public image.

You and the hot silver fox icon are stuck in Switzerland in a cabin alone. This was supposed to be your vacation since he told you that you had to join him. You were supposed to be at the beach enjoying the sun with a drink in your hand in the Bahamas, not sitting next to a fireplace freezing your behind off.

You turn to him and ask why he dragged you here.

A mischievous glint appears in his eye as he tells you that success in this world comes from working until you can earn money while you sleep. "And I intend to show you just how to do that," he says with a smirk.

In the end, you will never be able to recall the wisps of a dream because he took a weekend full of sun and pleasure from you, and now you are flying into the cold.

He stands tall, proud of his body, gazing out the window, letting the cold winter air fill his lungs. His muscles tense up as he takes a deep breath in, his eyes focused on the horizon. He is ready to take on whatever the night might bring.

His eyes are shut tight as he savors the warmth of the fire. His feet are planted firmly on the ground as his hands reach for the stars. He is in his own world as he basks in the glory of the fire.

He takes another deep breath and turns back to the fireplace, determined to make it up to you. He adds a few more logs to the fire, watching the orange and yellow flames flicker against the night sky. He knows that he would do anything to make you happy, and he hopes that you will forgive him. He smiles, content in the knowledge that at least he tried.

Little did you know, the silver fox had an ulterior motive for bringing you to Switzerland.

A smile spreads across his face as he watches you relaxing in a hot tub, washing away the stress of your long day. Clearly, he pushed you to the limit and saw your not-so-subtle eye rolls during the flight. He knows he has been too harsh on you, but he wants to ensure you succeed with him.

He lingers around your body tonight as he writes your name next to his.

Taking a deep breath, you let yourself sink deeper into the warm water, feeling your muscles relax with every step. If you can’t be in the sun, this is the closest you can get to feeling warm all over your body. The hot water embraces you with comforting warmth like a hug from a friend. You stay in the hot tub for as long as you can, allowing yourself to forget the stress of the day and simply enjoy the peace. Your boss has always made sure you don’t have a social life beyond being his personal assistant.

You have been trying to find a respite from the stress of the man's presence, and the soothing sound of the bubbling jets and the gentle hum of the motor are just what you need. The sound of his voice, however, is enough to break the illusion and bring you back to reality.

"Mr. Levinson, I don’t start until tomorrow morning. I am enjoying my free time. I need to relax, please," you say softly and finally put down your foot. It‘s time for you to relax after he stole your time off.

"Sweetheart, I apologize if I appeared harsh to you earlier this week, but you need to understand."

“I know! But let me relax tonight," you plead.

You sigh and open your eyes and stare at him with shock.

His desire for your body will reveal where his electric current resides.

When he opens the white robe's string with his strong hands, your heart races. He pulls it open, revealing his exquisite figure. You can't help but gasp in surprise. He suppresses a smile and nods.

"Would you like some company ?” His sculpted arms flex as he reaches for the wine, and for a moment, you can’t take your eyes off him. He smirks, knowing his effect on you. He pours one glass of wine. You feel electricity between you, and you can tell he feels it too.

You take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself.

You can't help but stare, unable to take your eyes off him.

You feel an overwhelming urge to touch him, to have him touch you.

You feel a tingling sensation throughout your body as he stands in front of you, exposing himself to you.

As he dips into the hot tub, you can see the water wavering around him and towards you. He slowly submerges himself in the water, letting out a sigh of relief as his tension and stress slowly melt away. The steam rises slowly around him, enveloping him in a cocoon of warmth and comfort.

You can't let your attraction to your boss get in the way of your job. But as he leans in closer, you feel yourself getting lost in his piercing gaze. Suddenly, the room feels too small and too hot. You try to focus on anything but him - the painting on the wall, the clock ticking away - but it's no use. Your mind keeps drifting back to him and how badly you want to give in to this forbidden passion.

Your breath comes out nervously as he floats closer to you.

"Wine?” Taking a sip of his wine, he closes the distance.

"I don't have a glass," you mumble nervously as he invades your space.

You hold your breath as he draws closer, hovering his lips over you. You feel your heart racing as you close your eyes and wait, anticipating a kiss. He pulls away, leaving you disappointed and flustered.

Then he nods at you to drink from his wine glass and slowly places it near your lips. You hesitantly sip, feeling the wine's warmth spread through your body.

Drops of wine drip from your lips, and he touches your neck with his finger to stop them from falling further. "Drink more, Princess," he urges. He leans in again, trailing kisses down your neck and sending shivers down your spine.

You feel nervous and excited as your heart races for a kiss. You take another sip of wine to steady yourself, noticing how his fierce azure eyes darken with desire.

He reaches for the bottle and pours more wine over your body. His hands caress your skin as he moves the bottle along, letting the cool liquid slide down your skin. His lips follow the path of the wine, leaving you trembling in anticipation.

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

He leans in and captures your lips in a passionate kiss.

The taste of wine on his lips is intoxicating as he takes another sip of you.

When his lips touch yours, a wave of passion washes over you. You feel the warmth of his breath. You get lost in the moment, the world around you fading away. As the wine lingers on your tongue, it mixes with the taste of him. He deepens the kiss, feeling his arms wrap around you as he pulls you closer. The heat between you is palpable and electric, making every nerve in your body come alive.

He smiles and whispers in your ear "Let's make tonight one to remember" You can feel a shiver down your spine as you nod.

Your new sweet obsession is his warmth, his smile your lust, his kisses your obsession

"I know you're a good girl; you're going to do everything I say, aren't you?" he breathes deeply over your exposed neck. You nod, unable to form any words.

A smile spreads across his face as he lowers his hands under the water and covers your pussy. "Princess, use your words."

You let out a whimper, "Yes, Sir." He chuckles, pleased with your response, and kisses your neck again. His hands explore further as his grip tightens around you.

“My girl," he murmurs softly. "Do you know how hot you are? How insane you drive me? I can barely contain myself. I want you so badly," he whispers in your ear.

His lips move down your neck, and his hands travel all over your body, exploring and caressing your curves.

The words he whispers to you stir something in you as his lust rages inside.

"You have such a slutty little mouth," he murmurs against your ear, holding you still with one hand against your throat and the other under the hot water rubbing against your pussy. "I'm sure you're tight as hell. I'm looking forward to hearing the sounds you make as you stretch around my dick. Princess, I promise to let you feel every inch of my cock"

Against his fingers, you grind, your eyes closing as you're enthralled by the kisses he leaves across your jaw and neck.

You feel him slide his thumb across your skin before sweeping it across your clit. As he moves his finger gently inside you, you can feel the movement of the water.

The sensation of his hands touching you, and watching his face as he does so, is intoxicating. You want more of it. He moves his fingers in circles inside you, sending pleasure waves through your body. But he stops when you explode, teasing you. More of him, whatever he can do, is what you need.

It's more of his filthy words and thick fingers.

Put his passion for you into words through his touch

The air blows on your pussy while he holds onto your thighs. You feel the cool air of the night on your skin as you try to focus on your boss' words.

It never occurred to you that you would be in this situation. You are lying on the floor next to the fireplace, naked in front of your boss, and the firelight enlightens the room. You were left to find comfort in the heat radiating from the floor, the only warmth you had after your swimsuit was carelessly discarded.

As you try to piece together the events leading up to this moment, your boss leans over and whispers against your pussy.

He kisses you there, a slow sweep with his tongue from bottom to top, ending with sucking your clit between his lips. You grip the rug cover end in your fists and try not to grind your pussy toward his face.

There's something about the way his tongue feels so freaking warm and soft. Then there's the way the scruff on his beard feels against it. It's lightly abrasive, and you're overwhelmed by the mix of sensations. You moan as you move closer, wanting to get close as possible.

"My Princess has a wet pussy, doesn't she? Want me to play with it? Stick my fingers in it? Maybe later, she can welcome my dick?" Using the tip of his finger, he runs it around your pussy, then slaps it and puts you on edge. “You're so sensitive." His voice echoes in the room, satisfied that you're affected by him.

You moan. "Sir, You're teasing me."

He chuckles and leans in closer, his breath tickling your pussy. "I'm not teasing. I'm just trying to make you feel good."

You hold your breath and scrunch your eyes shut as he exhales and laughs. "You can relax, Princess." He leans closer, his breath tickling your thighs. "It's just me." He pulls away, a smirk on his face. As he bites softly on the sides of your thighs, his gaze drifts to your pussy. "It's going to be a long night," he says softly.

Your hands clench in his salty pepper hair, and you shift your hips, intoxicated by his mouth on you.

I felt a deep sense of pleasure flowing with each kiss of lustful attention.

It is as if your soft sounds, your delicate moans, pull him deeper inside, just like the swell and the throb in his cock.

He couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He had to have you, all of you. The way your body moved and responded to his touch drove him wild with desire. He wanted to explore every inch of your skin, taste every part of you. Your innocence only made him want you more, to be the one who initiates you into a world of pleasure that only he can provide. As he plunges deeper inside you, he feels like he is finally complete.

"Fuck, this slutty pussy is begging for my cock," he says, slapping your thighs while your muscles clench around him, teasing you.

He grabs your hand and guides it over his body - smooth, warm, and inviting. His eyes are locked on yours, and you can feel his desire radiating from him. You can't help but feel a wave of pleasure wash over you.

He smiles despite the tension near his eyes, as though waiting for your response. "Tell me how this feels. How does my cock feel inside of you?" You bite your lip and moan softly.

He slides his hips back and forth, pushing deeper and deeper into you.

You can feel his hardness pulsing and stretching you, and your pleasure builds with every thrust. "I feel like you're breaking me, but I'm full, hot, and - so alive, Ari. I need more, please." Your voice is barely above a whisper, but it's enough to make him shiver with desire. He leans down to capture her lips again, deepening your connection and losing himself in the sensations you bring out in him.

He slides his hips back and forth, pushing deeper and deeper into you. You moan in pleasure as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. He pulls out and then thrusts back in, pushing you over the edge as you reach your climax.

You moan into his mouth as he begins to thrust, your body arching and trembling with each stroke as he moves faster and faster. His strong hands grip your hips tightly as he drives into you, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. He pulls away and whispers in your ear, “Do you know why I hired you, Princess.”

You look into his eyes, your body still shaking from the pleasure he had brought you. You gasp and whisper back, “No, why did you hire me?”

He smiles and pulls you close, kissing you deeply. “Because you are the most talented, and I always hire the best.”

The smug grin on his face lights up as he kisses your neck and shoulder, his fingers now playing with your nipple. His pace slows as your body begins to revive itself. The tip of his nose trails up your neck and shoulder as he marks your skin. "I knew from the moment I saw you that you were special. Your pussy had to be special to take my cock." His voice is hoarse and filled with desire, and his breathing heavy as he whispers these words into the air, emphasizing the power of his feelings for you.

"You're doing so well for your CEO, Sweetheart," he whispers, his lips against yours. "We have all week to explore every aspect of your performance."

You run a hand through his salt-and-pepper hair. "Ari - I?" A second orgasm hits you before you can even speak, and your whole body tenses against him.

You are his, so he owns everything about you

As your climax approaches, Ari whispers, "You're mine." His hands press against your skin sending shivers down your spine. He leans in and kisses you again. "Mine," he repeats when the first spasm of pleasure makes you shudder and throw your head back.

All that is audible are his grunts as he takes control of your body with each thrust.

It was Ari's dirty secret that there was no conference; instead, he will keep himself warm by being inside of you for the entire week.

He knows you won't mind it.

This weekend is a winter storm, and he knows you'll need him to soothe your body and make you moan. This weekend, Ari is ready to wrap himself around you and provide the warmth and comfort you desperately crave; he will be your source of comfort in the midst of the storm. His skin is soft and inviting, begging you to let him into your heart for a moment of pleasure together.

As you hold each other, the world outside freezes away - it's just the two of you in this heat.

Your body ached, curved, and was drenched. It embraced him.

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lunarbuck · 1 year

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Say My Name (Ari Levinson x f!reader)

thank you @flordeamatista for the beautiful gif !!!! I'm genuinely obsessed and so in love with it😭💕

pairing: Ari Levinson x f!reader (any race)

wc: 3.6k

warnings: soft dark vibes, unwanted physical touch, kinda yucky man vibes, ari saves the day, beefy!ari, possessiveness, smut (p in v), breeding kink, spanking, pet names [baby, princess]

summary: Your neighbor Ari has had enough of the men you bring home.

a/n: This is my first time writing for Ari, I hope I did him justice!! Please lmk what you thought <3

My masterlist

Josh holds your hand while you lead him up the stairs to your apartment. He smiles at you every time you look back, but it’s not very reassuring. The date hadn’t gone as well as you’d hoped. There’ve been no glaring red flags, but something about him is just… off.

You stop in front of your apartment, sliding the key in the lock, but you can’t help but let your eyes drift over a few feet to your neighbor’s door. Your mouth practically waters as you think about that man. He’s never said much to you, but every time you see him, all you can think about is his strong arms wrapping around you, his soft lips kissing you, his probably huge–

Josh clears his throat, and you jump a little, forced back to reality.

You unlock the door and shyly step inside, suddenly unsure of if you want him to come in. Josh doesn’t really give you time to think about it and crosses the threshold, giving you a smile that shows off his perfectly straight, blindingly white teeth.

“Thanks for inviting me back,” he says, closing the door behind him. “You know, I really like you.” Josh leans against the wall beside you, and you take a step back, trying to put some space between the two of you.

“Oh, um… thanks,” you stutter out, not sure how to respond. Josh quickly makes himself at home, dropping onto the couch and beckoning you over. He takes your hand the second you get close enough, and he tugs you down beside him, practically on his lap.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about,” Josh coos, running a hand up your back. It makes your skin crawl. You kind of feel bad; Josh hasn’t done anything wrong necessarily. The date was just bland. He didn’t seem all that interested until it was over. He’s plenty attractive, you suppose, though his personality could use some work. He was definitely better at flirting over text.

Josh’s fingers massage your shoulders a little too roughly, moving the fabric of your shirt with his actions. Your stomach turns at the feeling of him touching you. You don’t want to offend him or hurt his feelings, but you don’t want him touching you, either.

You clear your throat and stand abruptly, pushing away from Josh’s body. “Look, Josh,” you start, twisting your fingers together as you turn to face him. “You’re a great guy and all, but–”

“Come on, baby, don’t be like that.” You make a face at “baby”. You don’t like the way it sounds coming from his lips. Your neighbor called you that once and now it feels like he’s the only one allowed to say it ever again.

“Watch out, baby, wouldn’t want you bruising that pretty face of yours.”

“I think you should go home,” you tell Josh, stepping backward. Your legs hit the coffee table, trapping you in. Josh stands, clearly upset by your suggestion.

“Why’d you invite me back here if you were just gonna kick me out?” He crowds your space, and you can practically feel the irritation coming off him in waves.

“Honestly, I didn’t really invite you. You kinda invited yourself over.” Your voice is quieter than you want; you don’t sound as strong as you’d like. Josh scoffs and rolls his eyes, placing a hand on your cheek.

“You just don’t know what you want, and I’m here to show you.” Bile rises in your throat, and you act without thinking, pushing Josh as hard as you can and quickly getting far away from him. Josh recovers easily and follows you a second later.

“Please just go away,” you say, louder this time. “Really, Josh, please just go home.” Josh raises his eyebrows but keeps walking toward you, backing you against the kitchen counter.

“Now, why would I do that?”

Ari

I heard her come home with him. Josh. He’s an idiot, not at all good enough for her. Ever since she moved in, I’ve been on the verge of losing control. She’s so beautiful, ethereal, and made of light. The first day I saw her, I wanted her, but she’s quiet, reserved. My life isn’t easy, and I don’t want her to get wrapped up in all of it. All of that’s been changing.

A few months ago, she started dating. The walls in the building are thin. I hear her every time she talks herself through getting dressed for the shitty men she meets with. She tries so hard to please them, to impress them, and they always let her down.

I hear her every time she gets home and crawls into bed, and touches herself. I hear her quiet whimpers and moans.

“Please, Ari, please.”

She sounds so sweet, whispering my name as she comes undone.

Tonight, her date Josh has pushed her too far. There have been a few times when my princess’s dates have gotten too handsy, they’re overconfident and think they can talk their way into her bed, but she’s smarter than that.

Joshy here is fucking stupid. I seethe with anger as I hear my princess raise her voice at him. “Really, Josh, please just go home.”

I don’t think. I just act. My hand slides to my waistband, feeling the knife I keep holstered at all times. A moment later, I’m outside her door, reaching for her doorknob.

It’s unlocked. She didn’t even lock the door behind her. She has a lot to learn, but I will teach her. Oh, the things I will teach my beautiful little princess.

I step across the threshold, and instantly, Josh freezes. My princess stares with wide eyes between me and her date.

“What’s going on in here?” I ask, stalking toward Josh.

“Look, man, I don’t want any trouble,” he says, putting his hands up as if he’s innocent. He couldn’t be further from it. He put his hands on her, on what’s mine. He upset her. He’s made her cry.

Her tears shine so brightly against her skin, and it nearly brings me to my knees.

“It doesn’t look that way,” I say, my fingers easily finding the handle of my blade. I flick it open, the blade glinting in the light. Josh stares at the knife. He looks about ready to piss himself.

“Ari,” she whispers. It’s so quiet I almost miss it, but I don’t. I turn to look at her and feel the pull she has on me. Something deep in my chest connects me to her, and now, standing in her home, it feels even stronger.

I can only imagine what it will feel like when I hold her. Kiss her. Fuck her.

“Get away from her,” I tell Josh, pointing the tip of my knife in his direction. I’m just a few feet away. If he tries to run, he won’t get far. I find I quite like the idea of cutting him down as punishment for what he’s done, but then I look at my princess and see how scared she is.

She would never forgive me for making her endure that. “Get away from her,” I say again, practically growling.

Joshy finally makes a good decision and steps away from her, keeping his hands in the air.

I follow the man’s path, leading him toward the door, but the entire time my senses are attuned to my woman. She’s shaking where she stands, tears freely falling down her cheeks. I’ll take care of her the second this rat of a man is out of my sight.

I push Josh out the door, but he turns around abruptly, getting in my face. “Who the fuck are you, dude?” He asks incredulously.

“If you ever come here again, if you ever get close to that woman again, I’ll slit your throat. I won’t hesitate. Do you understand?” Josh stares, jaw dropping as he hears my words. He takes a deep breath and nods.

“Uh, yeah, I understand.” On that note, I slam the door in his face. His footsteps retreat a moment later.

I hear my woman take heaving, shuddering breaths behind me that snap me back to reality. I tuck my knife away and am at her side in an instant.

“Thank you, Ari,” she whispers. I stand in front of her, suddenly unsure of myself. I want to touch her, to hold her close, but I don’t want to scare her.

“Of course,” I say, trying to match her volume. My voice comes out gruff and rumbly. My princess shifts on her feet nervously. “Are you okay?” Of course she’s not okay; that was an awful question.

“It’s better now that you’re here,” she confesses, looking up at me through her wet lashes. Her cheeks are damp from her tears, but she is no longer crying. I rest my hand on her cheek, letting my thumb brush away the wetness from her skin.

She leans into my touch, seemingly comforted by my presence.

Electricity courses through my body, spurring me to hold her closer, touch her more. She is addictive, and I haven’t even gotten a taste yet.

“I would never let anything happen to you,” I whisper to her, leaning closer to her. This close, I can smell her perfume. It’s floral, the same one that lingers in the hall every time she passes through.

“I thought–” she pauses, chewing her lower lip. My thumb that had been caressing her cheek dips down, tugging her lip from between her teeth. It’s pink and slightly swollen as I rub the pad of my thumb along it.

“You thought what, princess?” I ask, reveling in the softness of her lip beneath my calloused skin. She breathes deeply when I call her princess, and I smirk.

“I thought you hadn’t even noticed me. You’re always cooped up in your apartment or at work, I guess. And I know you’re older than me, so I figured you weren’t interested. I just never thought you’d… want me.” Heat shoots down my spine. Of course I want her; I’ve wanted her from the second I saw her.

I hold her face in both my hands, relishing how soft she is, and take a breath.

“You’re right. I am older than you. I’m always working, and when I’m not working, I’m in my place. But you’re always on my mind, princess. I hear you sing to yourself while you’re cooking. I hear you talk to yourself when you’re frustrated. I hear you moan my fucking name at night while you touch yourself.” Her eyes go wide, pupils blowing.

“You– you heard me?” My grin widens, and I can’t help but chuckle at her sweet innocence.

“Yes, baby. You know how hard it’s been for me to hear you whimpering, begging for me, and not break down your door? You have no idea how much I want you. Need you.”

Her chest rises and falls quickly as heat rushes to her cheeks. She’s glowing, practically vibrating with need.

“Ari,” she mutters, mesmerized. My grin is now a full-blown smile, and I watch her carefully as I lean in to kiss her. She responds so perfectly to me, arching against my chest to close the distance between our lips.

Our height difference is noticeable, and I love the way she rises onto her toes to kiss me. She tastes sweet like candy and salty from her tears as my tongue swipes against the seam of her lips. She moans and opens for me, tangling her fingers in my hair. It’s gotten long, but I love the way her nails scratch against my scalp.

I devour her, drinking her in. I just can’t help myself. I thought I’d been addicted before, but now that she’s here in my arms, I know it’s so much more than that. To think I’ve gone so long without her…

My hands wander down her body, caressing her neck, her curves, every inch of her skin that I can reach. She responds to each touch with a whimper or a tug of my hair, egging me on.

“I need more,” I groan against her, sliding my hands down to her knees and hoisting her up onto the counter. Her ass hits the cool marble, and she shrieks at the temperature, making me chuckle. She’s wearing a pair of flowy pants that I easily pull down her body and toss onto the ground somewhere behind me.

Next, I pull her shirt over her head. My woman is a beautiful sight in just her panties and a bra, but I know she will look even more stunning naked and writhing beneath me.

My cock was already hard, but now it’s almost painful.

“Ari,” she whimpers as I step between her legs. I run my hands up her legs, squeezing the flesh of her ass before letting my fingers wander up further to her breasts. I love the way my name sounds when she says it.

“Fuck, princess.” She arches against me and urges me to tug her bra off of her. I rid her of the garment and moan at the sight of her perfect body. Her panties are gone a moment later and I devour her with my eyes.

My hands rest on her shoulders, thumbs tucked under her jaw to keep her looking at me. Her pupils are blown and her lips open as she breathes heavily. She’s so worked up and I haven’t even done anything to her yet.

“Ari,” she says again, licking her bottom lip. I lean in and kiss her hard before I tug her off the counter. Her legs wrap around my waist and she gently grinds against my abdomen, seeking friction. I bite her lip and soothe it with my tongue.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” I whisper against her lips. The layout of her apartment is the same as mine, so I already know where her bedroom is. The door is open and I take a moment to look around at her space. Gently, I place her down on the bed and grin at the thought of fucking her here. Of giving her a new memory to touch herself to.

“I want you, Ari,” she whispers, looking so sweet and innocent on her bed. I cock my head, resting my hands on my hips. She sheepishly looks away but I kneel down and force her to look at me again. She takes a big breath before continuing. “I want you inside me, Ari. I need you.”

The fact that I don’t immediately rip my clothes off and pounce on her is a testament to my self-control, but she whittles it away with the breathy moan she ends the sentence with.

I pull my belt off and start to unbutton my pants, loving the way her eyes follow each movement. When I step out of my jeans and pull my boxers down, my princess practically drools. I laugh at her expression, it goes straight to my ego.

“You think you can handle it princess?” I ask, fisting the head of my cock. She nods, in a daze, and crawls toward me. Her fingers wrap around the base of my cock and I bite back a moan when I feel how soft her skin is. She works her hand up and down, replacing my hand with her own, and swipes her tongue over the head gingerly.

“Yes, Ari,” she tells me, sucking me into her hot mouth. I run my fingers through her hair, letting her take me at her own pace. I let her control this moment, knowing that soon all she’ll want is to lose control. She hums around my cock and it nearly sends me over the edge.

Even though I don’t want to leave the heat of her mouth, I gently push her off me and guide her onto her back. I kneel between her legs and litter kisses along the insides of her thighs. Her fingers twist in my hair as she tries to tug me toward her center, where she wants me most.

I bite the flesh of her thigh before I wrap my lips around her clit. She moans loudly, legs trapping my head. I smile against her pussy as I taste her, my tongue darting out to lap up everything she gives me. I wrap my arms around her legs and hold her tightly, not wanting to let her escape from my grip. She wiggles her hips and grips the sheets tightly with her fingers as I work her up and up.

I want her to come more than I want to breathe.

She chants my name like a prayer, each time breathier and higher than the last, as she approaches her climax. She pulls my hair harshly, but the bite of pain just fuels me to bring her over the edge.

“Ari!” She shouts as she comes, grinding against my tongue. I don’t want to stop, but I pull back when she starts to whine with sensitivity.

“You’re so perfect, princess,” I tell her, kissing up her abdomen. I wrap my lips around one of her taut nipples and suck it into my mouth. Her fingers scrape up my back and tug at my hair. “So fucking perfect.”

I grind against her, my cock slipping through her center and knocking her clit. She shudders beneath me as I give her a taste of what’s to come.

“Ari,” her voice is low and raspy.

“You want me to fuck you baby?” I ask, teasingly, as I give her other breast some much needed attention. “You want me to make you feel good?” She nods quickly, whimpering.

“Please, Ari,” she groans. “Please.” I line my cock up with her entrance and slide in, inch by inch, making her feel all of it. Her hands grip my shoulders and her eyes screw shut as I stretch her. She’s so fucking tight it feels like I’m suffocating.

“You’re squeezing me so good, princess,” I tell her, dropping my head to the crook of her neck. When I’m fully inside her, I take a second to let her feel how deep I am inside of her. I slide one of my hands between us and press on her lower belly, adding pressure.

“Oh my god,” she whimpers. I grin against her skin as I pull nearly all the way out. I thrust into her, hard and fast, barely giving her time to breathe. I set a brutal pace, one that sends electricity shooting down my spine.

She clings to me, taking what I give her. She loses herself to me, lets me use her as I please. She’s more perfect than I ever could have imagined.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby,” I moan, biting her shoulder, “Fucking made for me.”

I fuck her like it’s the last thing I’ll ever do. I fuck her like she’s killing me.

My beautiful princess writhes beneath me and I pull back, turning her over. She lifts her hips in the air, arching her back to show off her perfect body, and I moan at the sight. She will be the death of me. Such a sweet death, that would be.

I run my hands over the globes of her ass and smack the right side. She jolts below me but I see the smile that flits over her lips. I soothe the ache before smacking the other side. She moans, but I want more than that.

I spank her again. “Say my name,” I grunt, thrusting my cock between her cheeks. I ache to be inside of her, but I need her to work for it.

She wiggles her ass and I give her two more slaps. “Say my name.”

“Ari,” she whispers, gripping the sheets below her. Her brow is furrowed, eyes screwed shut.

I slip my cock into her and thrust all the way in, hitting a new spot deep inside of her. She sucks in a tight breath, squeezing me tighter. “Ari,” she moans.

The way I fuck her is desperate, it gives away how much I fucking need her, how much I crave her.

“Say my name,” I tell her, punctuating each word with a deep thrust. She moans my name over and over again, and each time she says it I spank her.

We’re both close to finishing, both on the edge of ecstasy.

I grip her hips and drive into her harshly, loving the way my princess goes limp below me. The only thing holding her up is my hold on her hips.

“Fuck, baby, I need you to come one more time.” She nods and I watch one of her hands disappear between her legs.

“Please come inside me, Ari,” she whispers, burying her face in the bed. Fuck.

“Gonna fucking fill you up, princess,” I grunt, picking up my pace. “Gonna fuck a baby into your pretty pussy.” My words push her over the edge, and I feel her clench around me. She bucks against me and I hold her hips tightly to me.

I come hard, filling her just like I promised to. Every muscle in my body tightens, and the only thing that relaxes me is my princess’s soft breaths as she comes down from her high.

Together, we collapse against the bed, and I pull her into my chest. My cock is still semi-hard inside of her, but I have no intention of pulling out. Not right now, not when she’s so soft against me.

“You did so perfect for me,” I whisper, nudging my nose against her ear. “So perfect, princess.” She settles in, melting into my embrace, and I take it all in.

I’m never letting another man touch her, not now that I’ve felt her, tasted her. Fucked her.

She’s all mine.

Forever.

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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

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"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.

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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.

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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.”

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sarahowritesostucky · 3 months

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Sexuality Profile: Ari

If you had to pick one word to summarize Ari's sexuality, it would have to be: Primal

Other good ones though: gentle, loving, wild, instinctual, hedonistic, lazy, possessive, and dominant

He's a natural guy and loves being naked.

He's the least manscaped of all your guys. You love his hairy chest and belly ... and you put up with everything else.

Due to his untamed forest, he gets the least amount of head out of any of your guys (and you've told him so, too). He doesn't care.

He'd rather be fingering you or having you jerk him off while the two of you kiss, faces close, sharing breath.

He hasn't said so, but you can tell he likes having period sex with you (so does Kemp, but with him it's more in a creepy way)

He knows you're a modern girl, okay? So he doesn't tell you not to shave down there, but he always gets grumpy whenever you return from a few days spent with "The Dolphins" (Lloyd, Kemp).

He makes fun of Lloyd and Kemp's neurotic grooming habits, (calling them "the dolphins" is because they're so waxed)

That's not to say that Ari is dirty, oh no. You probably find yourself in the shower, tub, or natural bodies of water with him more than anybody else.

He loves fucking outdoors, and always keeps blankets in his truck for shielding your delicate lady parts from the elements.

You often call him "Bear" (for obvious reasons)

He uses his teeth a lot (not as much as Kemp, though). He loves claiming you by marking you up with hickeys.

This man is a class 5 clinger: he likes to be plastered to your body when making love. He likes to feel the sweat on your body, the heaving of your lungs, likes to smell you, taste your pulse on his tongue.

so the position always winds up being either Missionary or Doggy style--both with him lying heavy right on top of you.

Though he's occasionally into long, gentle mutual edging sessions, in which case he'll have you sit in his lap, tantra style

He isn't the most "verbal" of all your guys, but he sure is the most animalistic-sounding during sex. You love all of his uninhibited grunts, growls, groans (and occasional roars)

Of all your guys, Ari's the biggest, okay? At 6' 3" and somewhere in the 220 lb range, he's got everybody else beat ...

... in both sheer body size and in what's between his legs (he's hung like a mother effin' beast)

It's both a length and a girth issue: the kind of big where he has to prep you first. Every time. Lube is must, and so is patience.

Luckily he's probably your most patient guy after Bucky. He's gets off hard on the process of getting you ready for him: starting with just the head and easing in to you inch by inch, working you open on his cock until your body can finally accept him.

He's too big to fuck you rough (it hits your cervix and you hate that), so when he wants to go harder, he uses a special ring at the base of his cock called a "penis bumper" (exactly what it sounds like)

He's not rough in bed so much as he is firm: he manhandles you around, putting you where he wants you. His attitude is gentle, his hands are strong and bossy.

Ari's number one specific kink is breeding. He loves anything to do with imagining knocking you up, seeing you pregnant, etc.

To this point, he's super into domestic roleplay, cumming inside you, and creampies

He's the only one of your guys you've never had sex with a condom on (as, before you became exclusive w/ the 5, he hadn't had intercourse with you).

And his one fantasy that he hasn't yet confided/fulfilled? He wants to have a rape CNC experience with you (nothing violent or even cruel, but definitely base: forceful and animalistic like a caveman)

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mackenzielovee · 1 year

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summary — Ari is your father's best friend and business partner. His most loyal associate. So loyal, that he doesn't allow his eyes to stray from where they should be. You set out to change that.

pairing — dbf! ari x reader

warnings — swearing, discussion of violence, guns, death, eventual smut. more specific warnings in each part

part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

part six

part seven

part eight

part nine

part ten

part eleven

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nicoline1998enilocin · 5 months

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Fluffcember Day 6 | Apology accepted

Pairing | Husband!Ari Levinson x Wife!Fem!Reader

Word count | 2.4K

Summary | You and Ari have a big fight, and it doesn't go how Ari thinks when you storm out of the house. Spending time apart has always been difficult for the both of you since you've constantly been conjoined at the hip. The time apart gives you both time to think, and when you come back, Ari is more than ready to apologize the best way he knows how.

Warning(s) | Established relationship ~ husband & wife, use of a pet name ~ Princess

Angst | Swearing, mentions of a big fight, mention of a past abusive relationship, Ari is an absolute ass in the beginning of the story

Smut |unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), oral ~ F & M receiving, squirting, 69, dirty talk, size kink, belly bulge

A/n | This one-shot is written for day 6 of my Fluffcember 2023 Challenge. Thank you to @ccbsrmsf1 for proofreading this one, it is deeply appreciated as always! I apologize that this and the last one were later than planned, but starting from tomorrow’s fic (day 7) everything will be going back to its regular schedule 🎄

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It is rare for you and Ari to fight, let alone to have one as big as this one. You don't remember how it started, but you know it has evolved into a screaming match on both sides.

''You are such a bitch sometimes, you know that?!'' Ari spits out, and as soon as the words slip out of his mouth, he instantly regrets his choice of words. Where he was beyond angry not even a moment ago, he is suddenly all too aware of everything going on, and the tears spilling over your waterline are not being missed by him.

But that's not what breaks Ari. What does end up being the last straw for him right now is that when he flings his arms up in anger - without the intention of hurting you, he could never do that - you flinch and step back with your arms wrapped around yourself.

You've been hurt too many times to count in your past relationship because your ex-husband has been both emotionally and physically abusive towards you, which has left you extremely traumatized.

It has taken years of therapy to return to your old self, and when you met Ari, your future seemed much brighter again. The day you told him what had happened to you, he swore never to lay a hand on you, and he has never broken that promise, but that doesn't mean you didn't get scared by his unintentional movement.

You're sobbing loudly as you retreat up the stairs and away from your husband, your vision blurry as you slap a hand over your mouth to stifle the sobs, but it's not working.

''Fuck!'' Ari yells as he throws the photo on the floor that he is holding, shattering it into a thousand little pieces. It was the photo your fight was about, and he knows he should have thrown it out long ago, but he couldn't get himself to do it.

And look where it got him right now: his wife crying and afraid of him and packing her stuff to get out of the house, away from him. No matter what he says or does, it won't matter because he knows he can't change your mind.

It's not for lack of trying, though.

''Princess, can we please talk about it? I'm sorry-'' is all he can say, but your mind is made up. You packed enough clothing and toiletries for a week and brought some valuables that you can't go without.

Your wedding ring, however, is left on the little trinket dish in the bathroom, and it's the first thing Ari notices.

''Fuck you, Ari Levinson,'' is the last thing you tell him before wiping your eyes and leaving your keys by the door, right before slamming the door behind you. How you would get back into the house would be a worry for another moment; right now, you need to get out of the house and away from him before either of you do something they regret.

You order an Uber, and within a few minutes, it's there, and you get in without looking back, ready to go to a nearby hotel to stay there for a few days.

Ari was looking through the big window next to your front door the entire time until you were entirely out of sight, and that's when he collapsed.

His hands are threaded into his hair as he sinks to his knees, screaming to let all his frustrations out. The tears roll in steady streams over his cheeks as he's petrified you will have left him for good.

But you could never get yourself to the point of leaving him forever. You need some time apart to think about what happened, but in the end, you will always come back to him and talk about what happened. But right now, you both need your own space.

''I'm such a fuck-up...'' Ari whispers to nothing as he wipes the tears from his cheeks, letting a few sniffles escape before pulling himself together and going upstairs to see what you've taken - and left behind.

He walks into the bathroom and finds your wedding ring there, which he had already noticed was missing when you walked out the door. Next up is the closet, and he sees that some of your favorite clothes and his hoodie are missing.

The photo of you two hanging on the bedroom wall is also missing, and you brought your electronic devices for work, but the rest are still there, just like they were that morning.

The most valuable thing he is missing now is you.

The first three or four days were, apart from lonely, relatively okay. But there's only so much work you both can distract yourself with and because of that, you decide that on the fourth evening of your departure, you'll send Ari a text message to talk.

My Princess 👑 >> Can we talk tomorrow over lunch? The hotel has a restaurant where we can sit and discuss what happened.

You have to fight the urge to text him how much you miss him, and instead, you keep the message neutral to calm your excitement.

My Prince 👑 >> Of course, Princess. I can be there at 1:30 PM. Let me know if you want me to bring anything, and I will. I love you.

He is making it incredibly hard not to run back to him and forgive him instantly, but you're surprising yourself with the amount of willpower you are showing.

You text him that 1:30 is okay and which hotel you're staying at, and with that, you're officially feeling better, not about what happened, but about the fact that you two can talk it out like adults.

The next day arrived faster than you thought, and it's currently 1 PM, so you still have about 30 minutes before you meet Ari in the hotel restaurant.

To be sure, you opted for a shower first. You may be talking about your fight, but that doesn't mean you can't look decent for your husband. You're opting to wear a casual outfit instead of Ari's hoodie, which is what you've been wearing for the past few days.

A few minutes before you're supposed to meet him, you make your way down to the hotel, and much to your surprise, he's already waiting by the time you arrive.

He gets up from the table he was sitting at, and you see the denim shirt that spans over his shirt and shoulders, making every muscle look even bigger than it already is.

Despite your height in your platform boots, he's still quite a lot taller than you are, and when he greets you, he has to lean down pretty far to reach your cheek, where he places a soft, loving kiss.

''Hi Princess, thank you for meeting me,'' he says, and you can't help but giggle at how his beard tickles your cheek, and a flush spreads across your cheeks.

''It's the least I could do after the way I stormed out of the house,'' you say as you sit down across from him, and he nods in response, not wanting to ruin the moment.

''I'm sorry for storming out of the house the way I did-'' you start the conversation, ''- It was immature of me, and I'm so sorry, Ari. I know I hurt you with that, and it has never been my intention to do that, but my fight or flight response kicked in...'' you say as your voice trails off.

''No need to explain, Princess, you did what was best for you in the situation, and I understand why you did it. I should be the one saying sorry in this case because I shouldn't have yelled at you the way I did.''

''All you did was ask a normal question about a photo, and I went off without a reason to do so, and I am so sorry for that, Princess. I have been hurting so much knowing what I did to you, and I want you to know that I love you so much, and if you let me, I want to show you just how much,'' he asks, his voice getting slightly deeper near the end.

You can already feel the arousal pool in your panties, and without needing to say a word, you're getting up, and Ari is immediately following you up to your hotel room.

You two barely make it into the elevator because once the doors close, Ari picks you up, and your legs are wrapped around his waist. The kiss you two share is passionate and hurried, unable to get to your hotel room quickly enough.

A clash of tongue and teeth follows, and once the doors open when you're on your floor, you guide Ari to your hotel room, which is close to the elevator.

''Here,'' you say as you hand him the keycard, and without a problem, he unlocks and swings open the door, kicking it shut behind him before pushing you against a wall.

''Missed you so fucking much, Princess, couldn't even fucking cum without you being there. It was so fucking hard every day, but without you, I couldn't do it. Need you so much, Princess,'' Ari tells you between kisses on your neck and jaw, all while you're opening the buttons on his shirt, needing him just as badly.

''Ari, please! Need you to fucking wreck me!'' you beg him, and he isn't one to deny you when you're begging for him to ruin you.

It doesn't take long for you both to be completely naked, and he's already lining up with your entrance. His red, leaking tip is swiped through your folds with his large hand and long fingers wrapped around it, and you're already whining impatiently.

''Fuck, so needy for me already, aren't you?'' he asks, and when he finally starts sliding in, he hisses at how tight you are around him, even after all the years you've been together.

''Jesus, fuck! Such a tight pussy for me, feels so good around my big cock, always such a perfect, tiny pussy for me to fuck,'' he groans as he slides in, and you moan uncontrollably at a stretch, and you can never get enough of it.

The size difference between you and Ari is perfect in every single way, and his size kink is most definitely satisfied each time he slides home, though he can never stop himself from commenting on it.

''Look at you, Princess, look how much I'm filling you up already. 'm not even in, and I can already see myself in your belly,'' he tells you, and he throws his head back when he slides in completely, your back arching into him when he does.

Your moans are uncontrollable at this point, making Ari only harder inside you. He bends forward, bracing himself on his elbows beside your shoulders, before slowly rolling his hips, and the smirk on his lips is almost devilish.

''D-don't smile at me like this,'' you tell him, or you try to at least, because when you're nearing the end of the sentence, he angles his hips in such a way that has your eyes rolling into your head.

''What're you talking about, Princess? 'm just making love to my wife,'' he says, and he captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss that is enough to push you over the edge, especially with the way he thrusts into your sweet spot.

''Ari, 'm cumming!'' is all the warning you can give before you cum, and you squirt all over the bed and your husband as you push him out with the force of your orgasm.

''Fucking hell, Princess, look at you! Fucking squirted all over me, you know how fucking good that makes me feel, don't you?'' he asks, but your brain is already turned to mush after just one orgasm.

''I need a taste of this delicious pussy now, Princess, and you get to sit on my face just the way you like, he whispers in your ear right before nibbling on your earlobe, earning himself a soft whine.

He's lying on his back, and you're too far gone even to comprehend what's happening; you're seated on his face, but you can't keep yourself up, so you fall forward as he's already licking his way through your folds.

You're eye to eye with his cock, and you reach out to touch it, giving it a few strokes before taking the tip into your mouth and suckling softly. When you do this, he lets out a groan that goes right through your body, and you're already on the edge of another orgasm again.

He keeps eating you out like a man who's been starving for a long time, and when you trace the large vein on his cock with your tongue, you feel him twitching in your hold, making you smile.

Once Ari dips his tongue into your entrance to get to the source of your sweet juices, you moan loudly, but your second undoing comes when he attaches his thumb to your clit, rubbing tight circles that have you trembling in his hold.

The moans and whines leaving your lips are absolutely without any control behind it at this point, as you're completely and utterly fucked out, but all you need now is for Ari to cum. That's all you can focus on right now, and that doesn't take long.

''Feels so good inside that throat of yours, Princes, gonna fucking cum for you, and you better swallow it all,'' he says through gritted teeth as he fucks up into your throat, your hand stroking the part you can't get into your mouth.

Before you know it, he's shooting his ropes of cum into your throat and mouth, but he can't seem to stop cumming, and a few spurts of cum end up on your face as well, making you look thoroughly and utterly fucked out.

C'mere Princess,'' he says as you look back at him, and he pulls you onto his chest before licking his cum off his face, right before giving you a deep kiss to feed it all back to you.

''Good girl,'' he tells you, and with those words, you fall asleep on your husband's chest, getting some much-needed rest. You would continue your conversation when you wake up, but right now, you need to be in his arms, where everything will be okay.

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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I would absolutely love a Andy Barber or Ari Levinson Best Friends Dad fic

Maybe they sneak into your room late at night and start touching you while you’re asleep, leading into more

Anything like that would be great

hello. I'm sorry this took so long. I thought I'd write both men. also, the smut not be that great, so I do apologise for that.

summary - you've been teasing your best friend's dad and his best friend for months, and they've finally fallen into your small trap.

warning - smut, threesome, creampie, daddy kink, breeding kink, best friend's dad, older men, slight somno, dubcon, swearing, oral sex.

18+ only please, the gifs I use aren't mine, divider by @newlips

Ari and Andy sneak into your room, their cocks hardening as they see you sleeping bare. Ari immediately called his best friend Andy when his daughter told him you were staying over, and he’s glad he did. You were a sight for sore eyes.

They move closer, and their large hands touch your body softly. Groaning as you feel so smooth, your legs widen, giving the men a great view of your glistening cunt. Together they begin to rub your swollen clit. Their other hand moves to twist your nipples and squeeze your breasts.

“God, she’s such a fucking slut, even in her sleep.” Ari hums in agreement, smirking as you whimper in your sleep.

“A whore like her must be punished for being a tease.” Both men slowly crawl onto the bed, their clothes left on the floor, and their cocks stand tall. Andy grips his cock tightly, rubbing his leaking tip against your plump lips while Ari lines up with your weeping entrance. Both groan as their so close to finally getting what they want.

A whine leaves you, your eyes slowly opening as you wake. “Mr Levinson? Mr Barber, what are– OH!” Ari thrusts deep inside you, and the loud moan that leaves you is interrupted by Andy shoving his cock into your mouth.

“Shh, baby girl. Let us take care of you.” Ari grips your hips, stopping them from moving as he pounds harder and faster into your tight cunt. “Jesus fucking Christ! If I had known you’d feel like heaven, I would’ve fucked you in your little dresses ages ago.” His eyes nearly roll to the back of his head, never having felt someone as heavenly as you.

Andy grunts, his hands squeezing your breasts as he thrusts deep into your throat. Feeling you choke and gag on his cock makes his head fuzzy. “Fuck! That’s right, honey. Keep choking on daddy’s cock.” He leans back, watching his cock go in and out of your mouth, feeling his balls tighten at the lump in your throat. “So good, honey. You suck cock so well!”

Soft whines and whimpers escape your full mouth, your body withering underneath the prominent, older men. You wonder what your best friend would think if she walked in and found you like this. The thrill of getting caught causes your cunt to squeeze her father’s cock, tingles spreading throughout your body with this newfound pleasure.

“You like this. Don’t you, baby girl?” Your eyes water, trying to nod as he keeps fucking into your sweet spot. One hand gripping each man, your nails dug into their flesh as they brought pleasure to your body. “Fuck– shit! I’m going to cum! You’ll be so full of me, baby girl, that you’ll soon be round with my child.” The thought of you round and plump, walking around with a part of him inside you and having to lie to everyone causes his balls to tighten and his eyes to roll as he erupts. Filling your puffy cunt to the brim with his seed.

Andy groans, thrusting faster into your mouth. The moan you let out sends vibrations up his throbbing member, causing his cock to twitch as he empties into the back of your throat. “Shit– fuck! You made me cum like a fucking teenager!” Both men groan as they pull out, Ari’s eyes transfixed on his cum leaking out of your stuffed cunt. A squeal leaves you as he pushes it back deep inside you with his finger. “Swallow it, honey. Make your daddies proud.” Andy smiles as you listen to him, his cock twitching at the sight.

You pout, eyes wide as you stare at them. “More, please?”

They finally fell into your trap. All the hard work of acting innocent and teasing them definitely paid off. You couldn’t wait till they marked you all over the house. The next place you had in mind was your best friend's room… The thought of them wrecking you in there made your cunt clench around nothing.

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gummydummy19 · 7 months

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Kinktober day 3: Somnophelia (Ari Levinson x F reader)

What dreams are made of

Summary: Ari has been neglecting his girl. Time to make all her dreams come true...

Content Warnings: smut, somnophelia (duh?), fluff, EVERYTHING IS CONSENSUAL

A/N: Please note that kinks like this should always be talked about beforehand and can only be executed with consent from every party involved. This story is fictional and pure fantasy.

Word Count: 1080+

It's been a week from hell. Ari was working overtime at work and you were battling deadlines left and right. You can't even remember the last time he touched you.

Okay, that's a lie. Every time Ari got his hands on you, he made sure it was unforgettable, but the marks he had left last time faded days ago, and that says enough.

He usually kept you covered in marks and bruises at all times. You felt naked and empty without them. Without his traces on you.

You hoped tonight would be different. You made sure all your work was finished and you spent hours in the kitchen making his favorite meal. You had even bought a new lingerie set, just for him.

So there you were, in your lingerie and kitchen apron, at your gorgeously decorated dining table filled with candles and flowers. Both you and the food looked stunning, as you waited for your man to come home.

But as time went on, the sun was setting and the food was getting cold. You felt disappointment and anger settling deep in your gut as you stabbed your food and started eating.

It was 2:47 AM when Ari finally entered your home. Filled with exhaustion he made his way inside, trying his hardest not to be too loud. The place was dark, and it didn't take long for the smell of burned candles and a homecooked meal to penetrate his nose.

The moonlight shone through the window, just enough for him to see what he was sure was once a very romantically set dining table. The candles were blown out and the food on his plate had gone cold. When he saw yours was only half eaten he felt his stomach tighten.

Ari quietly covered the plates and put them in the fridge, before making his way to your bedroom. He found you asleep on his side of the bed, wearing one of his shirts You were lying on your stomach and your face was nuzzled in his pillow. You looked adorable.

He took off his pants and shirt, leaving him in his boxers. But when he went to hang his clothes over the chair in the corner, he noticed it was already occupied by a beautiful pink lingerie set.

"fuck...." he grumbled.

He could immediately tell it was new, and he felt horrible as he thought about you wearing it, waiting patiently for him to come home. He thought about the flowers and the candles, the food you made, all the trouble you went through just to get stood up.

He ran his hand over his face, through his beard, huffing in annoyance at himself.

Suddenly, a quiet moan fell from your lips, pulling Ari out of his thoughts.

Ari slowly got closer to the bed, gently pulling the sheets back to reveal your slumbering body to him. His shirt was long enough to cover most of your ass, but he could still tell you weren't wearing any panties.

Fueled by desire and a need to make things right, he slowly crawled onto the bed, pressing occasional kisses to your exposed legs.

The scratch of his beard tickled you a little, but it didn't wake you up. It just made you smile into the pillow.

He gently pushed your legs apart a little, just enough to give him some access. His tongue darted out to lick at your essence, earning another sleepy whimper from you.

"m'sorry baby..." he whispered into your pussy as he started licking and suckling at your clit.

"Lemme make it up to you, hmm...L'me kiss it all better..." he slurred, already drunk on your taste.

Your body reacted to him even in your sleep. Your brows frowned together in pleasure as you subconsciously wiggled your hips, letting out the sweetest little sounds just for Ari.

"Oh, baby....must be having such sweet dreams, huh?" he mumbled as one of his large fingers traced your puffy, sticky folds.

He pushed the thick digit in slowly, immediately curling it against your sensitive spot while his thumb pressed against your clit to rub slow, firm circles.

You are dripping on his hand. He knows how exhausted you are, which is probably why you haven't woken up yet. But he knows your body inside and out, he can tell you are getting close and he can't let this opportunity go to waste. He wants you to wake up with his cock inside you.

"Fuck, baby so wet...need to get inside you...need to feel that sleeping pussy cum on my cock..." he mumbles, quickly taking off his boxers and raising your leg a little.

He slides into you in one, slow, smooth thrust. Your wet hole welcomes him immediately.

His arms are propped up on either side of you. As Ari hovered over you, cock pumping languid thrust into your needy pussy, you finally started stirring awake.

Your brain felt fuzzy as you awoke on the brink of an orgasm. There was a warm pressure in your belly and you felt Ari's hot breaths against your shoulders.

"oh..." you whimpered, and he immediately knew you were awake.

"M'sorry baby...so so sorry..." he babbled as he pressed kisses against your cheek and neck.

"m'so close..." you whined, voice quiet and raspy, still laced with sleep.

He reached his under your belly, index finger pressing against your sticky clit, just enough to push you over the edge.

"Cum on my cock...cum on my cock while I fill you up...fuck..." he groaned as he felt your pussy spasm around his length. Ari came deep inside you with a growl, pumping his hot seed deep into your belly while he mumbled sweet nothings in your ear.

"Love you so much....don't deserve you, sweetheart...m'sorry..."

After a couple minutes of catching your breaths, Ari finally pulled out of you, making you whimper again. He went to get a damp cloth from the bathroom and cleaned you up before snuggling into the warm bed, pulling you into his chest.

You were half on top of him, pulled against his side as you listened to his heartbeat. With your last bit of energy, you raised your head up to look at him and pressed a tender kiss to his lips. You let it linger, feeling the love pour through his lips.

'M'still mad at you..." you said as you pulled away and snuggled back into his chest, making him grin.

"S'fine," he said, "I'll make it up to you again in the morning..."

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holylulusworld · 1 year

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Leo (1)

Summary: Any alpha trying to get your attention needs to get past Leo first.

Pairing: Alpha!Ari Levinson x Omega!Reader

Warnings: a/b/o, language, a/b/o dynamics, scenting, fluff, mafia au (implied)

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“Aw, baby puppy,” you coo as your dog runs toward you. For a dog his size and weight, the affectionate Leonberger is rather careful as he stops right in front of you and expects cuddles. “I’ve missed you too, Leo.”

“What the fuck?” the guy wanting to hit on you at the café you just left squeaks. You ignore his outburst and crouch down to wrap your arms around the huge dog protecting you. “What’s this? A beast?”

“Leo is my dog, asshat,” you grumble. “He’ll bite your ass off if you won’t stop hitting on me. I told you to leave me alone the moment you stand in front of my table.”

Leo rubs his furry cheek against your shoulder and whines. “I know, puppy. I was away for too long. It’s been almost three hours.”

“You can’t get all cozy with a stinking beast,” the alpha just won’t give up.

“Well then, I’ll never get all cozy with you. You stink. And it’s not only your body odor,” you smirk as he finally stomps away. “See, that’s why I like you the most, Leo. You’re a natural in scaring assholes off.”

Leo nuzzles your neck, sniffing at your scenting gland. The dog happily takes all the cuddles and attention you give him. He whines and purrs, all the while showering you with attention.

“Good boy, Leo. You protected my omega so well,” you chuckle as your dog relaxes the moment your alpha pats his head. “I knew you’ll be the perfect protector for my girl.” Ari praises your dog.

“You didn’t have to come to pick me up. I only had lunch with my friends and some coffee,” sighing deeply Ari crouches down next to you and the dog. He runs his hand over the dog’s back, gently patting the dog. “No one will try to kidnap or hurt me in public.”

“Y/N, you know I got a lot of enemies. You must accept my protection,” you whine low in your throat. “I sent Leo over to make sure that guy leaves you alone. I could’ve just broken his body. You know how I can get when someone tries to put their hands on my omega.”

“Fair enough,” you chuckle. “How about we bring my favorite man home? He needs more cuddles.”

You stand back up, smirking as Ari looks almost offended. “Leo is your favorite man. Not me?” He chokes out and puts a hand on his heart. “I’m hurt, Y/N.”

“He’s fluffier.”

“You always call me your big bear,” Ari argues. He doesn’t like getting replaced by anyone. “I'm taller and warm.”

“That you are, alpha,” you pat his firm chest. “If you bring me home and give Leo cuddles too, I’ll think about giving you more than cuddles when we are alone...”

You ended up on your bed, wrapped in Ari’s arms while Leo lies behind you, snuggled at your side.

Your alpha is not happy about how the night turned out.

“Don’t be mad. He just missed me so much, alpha,” you press a soft kiss on Ari’s chest. “I promise we will do all the naughty things you planned in the morning.”

“How can you love the 160 pounds furry beast more than me,” Ari mutters. “I should’ve bought a poodle.”

“I know you love Leo as much as I love him,” you coo. “Now, be a good alpha and tell me about your day. I want to know every detail…”

>> Part 2

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lunarbuck · 1 year

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DBF!Ari Levinson + beach day

alice you're gonna kill me lmao

pairing: DBF!Ari x f!reader (any race)

wc: 1.5k

beta'd by @late-to-the-party-81 <3 <3 <3

sneak peek: “You see something you like, princess?” You nod, practically in a trance. Ari steps toward you, tilting his head down to whisper into your ear. “Then take it.”

warnings: age gap, fluffly flirting, dbf, edging/orgasm delay/denial, oral (m receiving), smut (p in v), pet names [daddy, princess, baby]

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The sand is warm beneath your toes as you settle onto your towel, letting the sun soak into your skin. It’s early enough in the season that the beach isn’t incredibly busy, so you just had to take advantage.

As you close your eyes and let the summer heat warm you, you feel fingers brushing against your arm. Calloused but gentle, the fingers draw up your arm, tickling your neck, and find their way to cup your jaw.

“Princess,” Ari practically groans, shifting to block the sun from your face. “You’re killing me.” You grin, keeping your eyes closed.

“And what’re you gonna do about it?” You taunt, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth in the way you know drives Ari crazy. “ Daddy .” You draw the word out and peek an eye open just in time to see Ari’s pupils blow wide.

Ari shifts closer, sidling himself right next to you. Your mouth waters as his broad chest brushes against your shoulder, as his hand slides from your face and down your neck. His fingers trace over the edge of your swimsuit. You’d chosen it specifically to tease him, knowing it’s too small to fully cover your breasts.

You hum lightly in pleasure as Ari runs his strong hands over your body, and for a moment, you worry about the possibility of someone seeing you. The beach isn’t too busy today, but the possibility of someone walking past and seeing the way Ari is touching you, the way you’re reacting to his touch, makes you shiver.

“You think you can tease me and not have any consequences for that?” Ari asks, dipping his head to kiss the sensitive spot on your neck.

You shrug, keeping up your air of indifference. “You’re gonna pay for that, princess. But not right now. Right now, I want to enjoy the weather with my gorgeous girl” Suddenly, Ari’s arms sweep under you, and he swiftly picks you up. You giggle into Ari’s chest, holding onto him as he carries you toward the water.

Ari walks into the surf until the crystal blue waters come up to his waist. He settles into it, letting you adjust to the temperature and as you do, you wrap your arms around his neck, letting your fingers play with the ends of his hair.

“I’m glad you got the day off,” you tell him as he shifts your position, wrapping your legs around his hips.

“Me too, princess. Your dad might be getting a little suspicious, though.” You sigh at the mention of your father. Ari and your dad have worked together for years now. You hadn’t meant to fall for your dad’s friend, but you don’t regret it one bit. One day, you’ll tell your dad, but you don’t want to think about it right now.

“We’ll tell him soon,” you say, pressing a kiss to Ari’s firm chest. “But let’s just be here. Let’s just enjoy today.” Ari gazes down with you, blue eyes shining like the water, and smiles.

You and Ari swim around, talking and laughing, carefree in a way the two of you often aren’t able to experience. Once your fingers get pruney and the sun starts to set, Ari picks you up and carries you back onto the beach.

After gathering your things, you and Ari wander back to the hotel. He’d surprised you by booking it for the weekend and you were so grateful because it means no sneaking around, no hiding; just an entire weekend of you and Ari.

When you’re back in the hotel room, you bask in the chill of the air conditioning before wandering into the bathroom and turning on the shower. You slip out of your bathing suit, leaving it on the counter, and step under the spray.

You start your routine using your favorite shampoo to rinse the salt from your hair. As you engross yourself in the routine, you hear the bathroom door click open. Ari wanders in through the steam, leaning against the counter. You watch as he picks up your bikini bottoms and twirls them around his finger.

“This bikini is gonna be the death of me, princess,” he says, voice low and gravelly. “You looked so sexy in it.” You smile to yourself as you rinse the shampoo from your hair. Ari slides the shower door open and steps under the water with you.

“Ari,” you whisper, drinking in the sight of his gorgeous body. Your eyes drift down his muscular chest, his abs, his adonis belt. When your eyes land on his hard cock, you go weak in the knees.

“You see something you like, princess?” You nod, practically in a trance. Ari steps toward you, tilting his head down to whisper into your ear. “Then take it.” You sink down to your knees, letting your eyes flick up to Ari’s face. He grins and cups your face with his big hands as you lick a drop of precum from his tip. He tastes salty and sweet, and you bite back a moan.

Before Ari, you’d never really enjoyed giving head, but Ari changes everything. How reactive he is, how much pleasure he gives you as you pleasure him. It’s amazing. You take him into your mouth, sucking him as deeply as you can, and Ari’s hands shift to your head. He doesn’t push, just guides you as your mouth moves over his dick.

“So good, baby,” he tells you through gritted teeth. “So fucking good.” You glow under his praise and squeeze your thighs together. Pleasure shoots through you and builds in your belly. You lose yourself as you take Ari deeper and deeper, loving his taste on your tongue.

Ari suddenly pulls away, and you watch him for his next move. He helps you stand and pins you to the cool tiles. He lets his eyes travel over your body, and you feel heat settle in your belly.

“See something you like?” You ask, tossing his words back at him.

“I do,” he replies, running his hands up your torso to your breasts. He runs his fingers over your nipples, toying with them. “And I’m gonna take it.”

Ari dives in and kisses you, stealing your breath away. Your knees wobble beneath you, and he picks you up, wrapping your legs around him. Your pussy grinds against his cock, and you moan into his mouth. You wiggle your hips, aching for him to fuck you, to drive himself deep inside of you.

“Please, Ari, please,” you whisper, building your pleasure higher and higher as you grind against him.

“Tell me what you want, princess,” he says, sucking a mark into your neck.

“Ari, I want you to fuck me, please,” you beg, picking up the pace of your hips. Your orgasm builds and builds. “I need it so bad, Ari.”

“Yeah?” he asks, gently biting your shoulder. “You want me to fuck you?” You nod, already a whimpering mess in his arms.

Ari snakes a hand between you and finds your clit with his fingers. He rubs circles in the way he knows you love, and it nearly sends you over the edge. The moment you’re about to come apart, he stops. He holds your hips still, and you groan as the orgasm fades.

“Ari,” you whine, trying to writhe against him, but he holds you still.

“Hm, princess, you shouldn’t have talked back to me earlier,” he says, running his thumb back over your clit. You jolt, sensitivity setting in.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Ari,” you tell him, hoping he’ll take mercy on you.

“Actions have consequences, baby.” He grinds his hips against yours, resuming his ministrations on your clit.

Ari works you up to orgasm after orgasm before ripping each of them away, not letting you come, over and over again. He shuts off the water and carries you to the bed, not caring that both of you are still dripping wet. You shake in his arms, a puddle in his hands. When he’s finally decided that you’ve had enough, you have tears pricking your eyes.

“You did so good for me, princess,” he whispers, kissing you gently. “So good.” Ari shifts your hips and lines his cock up.

“Please, Ari, please, I need you so bad.” Ari kisses you and finally presses inside of your aching pussy, making you see stars. He stretches you so much it almost hurts, but he soothes the pain with his lips on your cheek.

His pace is gentle but deep, hitting the spot inside you that makes your body shake. He worships your body, wringing pleasure from you. He whispers words of praise to you, making your body sing.

“You’re so fucking perfect, baby,” he tells you as an orgasm builds deep inside you. “My perfect princess.”

When you come, your whole body tightens, and your vision blacks out. Ari fucks you through it, kissing you senseless. With a few more flexes of his hips, he follows you over the edge and sinks to the bed beside you. As you come down from the high, Ari pulls you into his side, holding you close and pressing kisses to your temple.

In moments like this, your love of Ari seems to flow from you. In every touch, in every whispered word.

“I love you, princess,” he whispers into your hair.

“I love you too, Ari.”

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oh-my-damn · 2 years

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Diplomatic Negotiations Masterlist

Status: Ongoing!

Pairing: Teacher!Ari Levinson x Student!Reader

Summary: Newly dumped and freshly fucked by a handsome stranger you met at a bar, you start your final year at college in high spirits. Only to realize that your new teacher in your Diplomatic Negotiations class, is none other than the guy you had an amazing one night stand with.

Series warnings: Fluff, smut, angst. Large age gap (Ari is late thirties, reader is in her early twenties). College AU, secret relationship, teacher/student relationships, shitty exes, alcohol consumption, swearing, mentions of being hungover.

Smut warnings for this series (more will be added accordingly): Daddy kink, dom/sub dynamics, mentions of sub space, size kink, spitting kink, praise, dumbification, degradation, public, oral (m and f receiving), fingering, thigh riding, choking, spanking, anal.

Main Parts

Preparation*

Discussion

Bargain*

Proposal*

Part 2*

Rebuttal

Clarification*

Part 2*

Justification*

Part 2*

Settled

Drabbles/HC:

Teacher!Ari visual board

Ari bends you over his desk*

Cockwarming Teacher!Ari while you study*

Ari grading papers in bed

Ari comforting you before exams

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mackenzielovee · 1 year

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protection (10) — ari levinson

summary: Ari and your father have been business partners for ages, and it seems that he doesn't care for you. This doesn't stop you from trying; scheming to make the older man fall for you the same way the rest of your father's men have, too.

pairing: dbf!ari x reader

warnings: swearing, use of guns, violence, verbal argument, smut (rough sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, pussy slapping, degrading language, pussyjob, daddy kink, breeding kink, orgasm denial)

wc: 6k

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You awaken at the same moment Ari does; both of you drawing in quick, shallow breaths at the sound of the alarm blaring. It’s loud — much louder than any alarm system you’ve ever heard in your life.

You’d been peacefully sleeping in Ari’s arms, tucked against his warm chest, and dreaming of exactly that. Now, you clutch the sheets close to you as Ari scrambles from the bed, pulling sweatpants over his naked body and grabbing his gun from the nightstand at the same time.

“Stay here,” he demands of you, rushing toward the door.

“No,” you say from the bed.

His head snaps back over to you, watching as you move to get up. He clenches his jaw and walks back over, then grabs your arm.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he mutters, “Stay here, and lock the door behind me.”

“No,” you repeat.

He raises a brow, silently daring you to defy him again.

“Y/N,” he breathes, his voice so low it sends a shiver down your spine, “Lock the goddamn door behind me.”

You swallow, and he takes your silence for resignation. He releases you and steps to the door again, so you grab his tee shirt and toss it over your head before hurrying after him.

“Ari, wait,” you hiss, grabbing his forearm, “I don’t want you going out there alone.”

His eyes soften, “Baby, I’ll be fine. Stay here. Do not open this door for anyone but me, okay?”

“Ari—”

“Please, don’t argue. I’ll be right back, I promise.”

He doesn’t give you time to form a rebuttal. He merely kisses you quickly, then slips out the bedroom door. He bangs on it twice from the outside to remind you to lock it, which you do. Then, you hurry over and look out the window, finding nothing but the emergency yard lights flashing.

The alarm stops then, leaving an eerie silence to the house. Unable to handle it, you step over to the door and unlock it, then listen for any type of footsteps. When you hear none, you open it and slide out, then move to the top of the stairs.

“Nick?” Ari yells across the house.

“Clear,” Nick replies, “Mateo?”

“Clear,” Mateo says, “Javier?”

“Clear,” Javier yells out, “There’s nobody here.”

“What the fuck set the alarm off, then?” Ari snaps.

It sounds to you like the men have gathered in the kitchen, and you have every intention of listening in on them.

“How the fuck should I know?” Javier replies, “It’s your fucking alarm system.”

“You know, I’m hearing a lot of bullshit come out of your mouth under my goddamn roof—”

“Enough,” Nick groans, “Obviously something set the alarm off.”

“Agreed. I can review the outside cameras, boss,” Mateo steps in.

“Do that,” Ari demands, “Nick, get some extra guys here and have them do a sweep of the property. I want all exit points in the house secured and sealed. Javier, you can fuck right off to bed. You’re not needed.”

“You sure you don’t want me to keep her company while you boss everyone around?” Javier mutters.

Silence falls over the house for a second, and you start to wonder if Ari has caught you somehow. You glance back toward his bedroom and consider hurrying in before you hear a crash downstairs, making you jump.

“I swear to God, as soon as she decides you’re no longer worth the trouble, I’m gonna put a fucking bullet in your brain. After I tear off every finger of yours that ever touched her. You wanna be smart with me? You can be smart from six feet under.”

You hear Javier gasping for breath, and while part of you screams to go downstairs and stop it, another part of you squirms at Ari’s words. How you can imagine his angry face, his bulging muscles, and his dire need to protect you in every way.

“Alright, Ari, you’ve made your point,” Nick sighs, and you listen as he removes Ari from Javier, given Javier’s dramatic gasp in, “We get it, you love your girlfriend, or whatever the fuck she is. Anyway, we have shit to do. Mateo, Javier, go.”

You listen as the two men excuse themselves from the kitchen, leaving only Nick and Ari in the room. You scoot closer to the steps, sliding across the hardwood on your knees.

“Guy’s a fucking prick,” Ari mutters.

“I know,” Nick says, “So, you think it was Christopher?”

Your stomach drops at the mention of your father, and you’ve never been more desperate to hear Ari’s response.

“Of course it was fucking Christopher. He wants her back.”

Nick sighs, “Relax, man. Obviously we’re not going to let that happen.”

“No, we’re not. I could just fucking take him out. That would solve ninety percent of my problems.”

“She’d probably be pissed,” Nick argues.

You swallow, unsure of how you would actually feel. On one hand, he’s your father. Yours first protector, and the man you trusted more than anyone before Ari. Now, with everything he’s done, of course you don’t want him dead, but you’re not so sure you’d mourn him the same way you would have three months ago.

“Yeah. Fuck. I’ve gotta go back upstairs. Take care of the exit points and I’ll be back down in ten minutes to look at footage with Mateo.”

You scurry back into the bedroom as Nick agrees, then twist the lock. Your adrenaline pumps at the mere idea of him knowing you’d stepped foot outside the bedroom after he told you not to, so you take a few deep breaths to calm yourself. He’ll be able to tell in an instant, you’re sure, but you wonder if you can just pass it off as nerves from whatever set the alarm off.

Ari’s knock against the door is firm but still gentle somehow, much like him. You exhale in relief knowing he’s right there, just on the other side of the door, ready to comfort you.

“Baby? It’s me. Open up.”

You hurry over to the door and unlock it, then fling yourself against him before he can even step foot inside his own bedroom.

“Are you okay?” you ask, knowing full well that he is.

“Hey, yes, I’m okay, princess,” he coos, stroking his hand through your hair, “Nobody’s here, I promise. We checked every inch of the house and I’ve got guys working downstairs to figure out what tripped the alarm. I’m sure it was just an accident.”

He’s lying to you, but you can’t tell him you know that. You look up at him through your lashes as his hands slip under your shirt and press themselves against your back, pulling you closer to him.

“An accident?” you clarify.

He nods without missing a beat, “Yes. Happens sometimes. Look at you, you’re all shaken up.”

Your heart is still racing from the fear of being caught, and the reaction your body has to Ari lying to you only speeds it up once more. You bite down on your tongue, not wanting to start a fight, but making a mental note of this moment.

“I was worried about you,” you mumble.

He gives you a soft smile, “C’mere. I’m not going to let anything happen. To either of us. Okay?”

“Okay,” you nod.

“Okay,” he repeats, “You should get some sleep.”

He pulls you over to his side of the California king and lifts you up, setting you on the edge. Your legs dangle and you feel the soft sheets under you, filling your nose with his scent and weakening your resolve. It’s almost like he knows already — and he’s playing into your biggest weakness. Himself.

“What about you?”

“I have to go work on the alarm,” he replies, not meeting your eyes, but instead, tucking hair behind your ear, “I’ll come back up to you in a few hours. I promise.”

You just nod as he tucks you under the blankets, then pulls them up to cover you. You feel like a child instead of his — girlfriend? You’d never questioned your title to Ari until Nick pointed it out downstairs, but now, you want to hear him say it.

“Ari—” you start, but he cuts you off.

“Shh,” he whispers, then leans down and kisses your forehead, “I’ll be downstairs if you need anything.”

You just nod. He smiles at you, then pats your stomach through the blankets before he walks out of the bedroom, leaving you wide awake and alone.

You wake a few hours later to Ari slipping back into your shared bedroom, giving you a tight and apologetic smile as he sees you stir due to his noise. You watch as he closes the door and then crosses the room to get to you.

“Hey,” you murmur.

“Hi,” he replies, giving you a kiss on the forehead, “Did you sleep?”

“Yes.”

He nods, then stands up straight again. He gives you an easier smile, not as forced.

“I have to go out for a bit. Mateo and Nick are going with me, but I have five guys I trust downstairs that are staying with you. I’ll introduce you before I go so you feel more comfortable.”

You sit up in bed, leaning against the headboard. Slowly, you nod, although you really want to tell him not to leave you. He slips into his walk in closet, and you watch his back as he picks out a watch.

“Okay,” you whisper, “Did you and Mateo find anything on the cameras?”

His back muscles tense then. He’s frozen, and you sure it’s because he did find something, and that’s exactly why he’s leaving you.

“What did you say?”

You furrow your brows, “I asked if you guys found anything on the cameras. That set off the alarm, I mean.”

Slowly, Ari turns around. You catch the tightness in his jaw and the stern look in his eye. His shoulders are high and his chest is tense, and when you look down at his hands, they’re both balled tightly into fists.

“I never told you a word about Mateo. Or the cameras.”

Oh, fuck, you think. He watches as you silently scramble to make something up, and even though he’s going to see right through you, you do exactly that.

“I’m pretty sure you did,” you mumble, gripping the comforter in your fist.

“No, I didn’t. I specifically did not tell you that.”

He takes a few steps out of the closet, but he remains a few feet from you. He watches you squirm on the bed, taking shallow breaths and swallowing roughly.

“Ari, I—”

“You left this room,” he states, clenching his jaw, “You left the room after I told you not to, right?”

Slowly, you nod, “Yes. But, I—”

“Goddamn it, Y/N!” he yells, slamming his hand against the wall and watching as you jump at the sound, “I fucking— Anything could’ve happened to you, don’t you get that? Do you think this is a fucking game?”

“No, Ari,” you reply, trying to keep your voice steady as you feel yourself growing defensive and emotional at the same time, “I just wanted to make sure that you were okay.”

“I’m fucking fine,” he snaps, then shakes his head, “I don’t get it. I’m willing to give you everything. I brought you here, and you have a nice place to live, a bed, food on the fucking table, unlimited protection and unlimited money. And you still disobey me when I ask one thing of you.”

You let your eyes flutter closed, and when he slaps his hand against the wall again, silently demanding you look at him, you jump. When you open them again, he almost looks angrier than before. Slowly, you slide out from under the blanket and stand up, then take careful steps across the room.

“I should’ve listened to you,” you say quietly, “I was just scared, and I didn’t want you to get hurt. I’m sorry.”

His jaw ticks, “You will be. I can’t keep having this same fucking conversation with you, Y/N. You need to learn to listen when I speak to you.”

You never realized how much you love when he uses pet names with you until he stops. Your name on his lips, although sexy as hell, doesn’t bring out the same feelings in you as it does when he calls you baby.

Even so, his words bring out a defensiveness in you that you didn’t know you could have with him. Not after everything. Ari’s eyes widen slightly when you cross your arms over your chest and purse your lips, then hike up a brow in a dare for him to continue.

“I didn’t escape one prison just to be put in another, Ari,” you say daringly, “Don’t treat me like a child.”

His eyes darken, “Is that really how you want to play this?”

You tip your chin up, and only when Ari shifts and you skim his figure, do you notice it. He’s hard. You bite down on your cheek to hide a smirk, but the fact only eggs you on.

“Yep,” you reply with a shrug, “I mean, I don’t see you doing anything about it, so—”

“Get on the fucking bed,” he demands deeply, crossing the room in two strides and shoving you back to the mattress when you don’t immediately comply, “Watch me do something about it, you fucking daredevil.”

You want to laugh, but you can’t, because Ari’s tearing his own shirt from your body and spreading your legs forcefully, only to slot himself between them. He unbuttons his pants and pulls them down only enough to take himself out. You reach up to touch him, wanting him close, but he pins both of your arms above your head in only one of his hands.

“Ari,” you moan, shoving your hips up and begging for him.

“Quiet,” he orders, “You’re gonna listen to me, for once. I don’t want to hear you unless you’re begging for me, do you understand?”

“Yes,” you say immediately.

He looks down at your spread legs and spits on your pussy, listening to you cry out for more at the feeling.

“Address me the right way.”

“Yes, daddy, I understand,” you say weakly.

“Good, now shut the fuck up,” he mutters.

You mewl when he rubs his cock up and down through your folds, soaking his tip in your wetness and his spit. You fight against his grip, wanting to reach down and put him in yourself, but he’s too strong.

“Daddy, please,” you beg.

He laughs cruelly, “That smart mouth of yours changes up pretty damn fast every time you see my dick, huh, baby?”

You can’t help it. You know he’s right; you can’t keep up with him when it comes to the attitude and the sex. Anytime his hands touch your body, you melt. You’re incapable of doing anything except exactly what he says — especially when he’s so close to fucking you.

“Please, please,” you continue to beg, unable to think of anything other than him finally pushing himself inside.

“Hmm, I don’t know. Feels good like this for me. Might just cum like this and leave you. Sounds like a good punishment to me.”

You shake your head quickly, letting out little moans of protest as you stare up at him. He can see how needy you are, you’re sure, but you don’t care. You’ve never been so turned on, so desperate. He could ask you to do anything at this moment and you’d do it if it meant he slips in.

“Daddy, I’m sorry, I’m— please.”

He grins and continues his ruthless pursuit of his dick rubbing against your clit, sliding through your folds. You shove your hips up in a lame attempt to get him to catch, but he doesn’t. Ari’s always in control, and if you could comprehend anything right now, you’d remember that.

“You’re going to be sorry after I’m through with you, princess,” he grunts.

You groan when he reaches down with his free hand and guides himself into you, listening as you cry out. Your moan is loud and he revels in it, not caring one bit if anyone else in the house can hear — because he’s sure they can.

He stops once his tip is buried inside of you, and when he feels you clench around him, he tosses his head back.

“More,” you order, demand, beg, “More, more, more—”

“Oh, you’re such a slut,” he snickers.

You whine at his words and clench harder, eliciting a loud groan from the back of his throat. He leans down and starts to kiss along your jawline, still keeping your hands pinned above your head.

“I am, I am,” you agree mindlessly, “Please, daddy, more.”

Ari, prone to teasing, decides to give you exactly what you’re asking for. You scream loudly when he shoves himself all the way inside, not giving you even a second to accommodate him before he’s fucking in and out.

He wallows in your screams, moans, and your inability to even form one simple word. He gives it to you like you’re nothing to him; not the woman he loves, cherishes and protects. And you fucking love it.

Ari spills filth into your ear as he fucks you, and little do you exactly what his plan is with you.

“My sweet, disobedient fucking girl,” he growls, “So fucking sexy. So slutty. Did you disobey your daddy just so he’d fuck you like this? Huh?”

You can’t form words. You’re dizzy, lightheaded, and when Ari sees your eyes roll back, he pushes you even harder. His free hand skims over your hip, closer to where he knows you need it.

“Da—da—oh, f—”

“Shh,” Ari coaxes you, finally allowing his thumb to strum over your clit and reveling in the way your body convulses, “Shut up, baby. Just take it. Don’t you dare cum.”

He watches as his words snap at something inside of you, and your wide eyes find his. Immediately, you start to shake your head, but he stops you by rubbing his thumb over your clit once more.

“That’s it,” he grins, “Good fucking girl. Look who’s finally listening to me? Holding it in so well, baby. Daddy knows it hurts, but hold it in for me.”

You babble nonsense as you nod, promising to listen, promising not to cum until he tells you that you can. Ari takes one more look at your blissed out face, your rolled eyes, and your lips that continuously part and press together as you let out little whimpers before trying to speak. He’s so close, he just wants to push you a little bit more.

He buries his face into your neck and bites your skin, immediately soothing the area with his tongue. You whine and buck your hips up, but he stops you with his free hand.

“Oh, fuck, Daddy’s gonna cum, baby,” he tells you, “I’m gonna cum so deep in you. You’re going to let me cum first since you’ve been bad, understand?”

You nod. And nod. And nod. He smirks victoriously and sits back up, wanting to see every inch of your face.

“Cum,” you whimper, begging him, “P–pl—Daddy.”

“Uh-huh,” Ari smiles at you mockingly, then licks his lips. This is it. Time to push.

He looks down at his free hand, still keeping his ravenous thrusts into your pussy, before he licks the tips of his fingers, looking directly at you, and slapping your clit. You scream as your body convulses, and he physically has to hold you in place to keep himself inside.

“Daddy!” you wail, feeling tears sting your eyes at the amazing levels of pleasure and pain he’s delivering.

“The next fucking time, princess,” he growls, “The next time I have to put you in your goddamn place, you won’t cum for a month. You listen to me when I tell you something, do you understand me?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you babble, and despite your answer, Ari slaps your clit once more, eliciting an even louder scream, “Oh, fuck!”

“That’s right,” Ari grunts when you clench, and his hips falter as he can’t hold himself back anymore, finishing inside you, “That’s fucking right. Cumming so fucking deep in you, those pills won’t even work. You want me to get you pregnant, baby?”

He snickers when you don’t respond, you can’t, because you’re so sensitive, so desperate to cum. You writhe in the pain and the pleasure, staring at Ari with the most desperate expression as you silently plead for him to let you cum.

Instead, however, Ari gives you a soft kiss on the lips, then extracts his hands and his cock from you. He watches as your haze begins to clear and you realize what he’s doing.

“No,” you cry weakly, still spread nicely for him, “No, daddy, I didn’t get to cum, please, wait—”

“Hush,” Ari demands, “You don’t listen, you don’t get to cum. I won’t be back for a while, but if I get a good report from the men downstairs, I’ll finish you off tonight. If I find out that you touched yourself, well, I think you know exactly what will happen to you.”

Your mind is still too foggy, and you need to cum so badly, that when Ari disappears into the closet, you start to cry. He’s left you, and you fear he’s never coming back. You need him more than you need anything, anyone, and he’s gone.

He emerges a few minutes later in a suit with half the top buttons undone, exposing his sexy, hairy chest that you love so much.

“Daddy,” you babble, “I’ll be good, I promise.”

He walks over to the bed and adjusts the sleeves of his jacket, then gives you a small smile. Wordlessly, Ari helps you back under the comforter, wrapping it around your naked body.

“I know you will, baby,” he whispers.

When he leans down to kiss your forehead, you’re already plotting ways to get him to touch you. To make you cum.

“Please,” you whisper desperately.

Ari just laughs, then shoves his hand under the blanket. You feel his skin on yours as he travels down your body, and with a simple touch, he rubs his index finger over your soaking wet pussy. You shudder and try to keep him there, but he pulls away too fast.

His hand emerges from the bed and he brings his finger up to his mouth, where he sucks your juices off of his skin with a teasing smirk.

“So fucking sweet,” he mumbles, “Get some rest. Don’t forget, no touching.”

He gives you a sickening wave, then grabs his phone off the nightstand and walks out of the bedroom. Your brain is mush, your legs squeeze together, and you’re already wondering if Ari would notice if you got yourself off — so much so that you don’t even hear the click of the lock on the door at all.

You’re not sure if you fall into a daze or into sleep, but when your head finally clears and you stir, you realize that you’re naked on Ari’s side of the bed. Slowly, the entire day comes back to you. You groan at the intense ache between your legs, just begging to be taken care of.

But Ari told you not to. And you can’t disobey him again.

With a deep breath and all the self control you can muster, you rise from the bed and walk over to the dresser, where you first open your underwear drawer. The thought of putting panties on sounds like torture, so you opt for a pair of Ari’s boxers. Then, you grab one of his plain black tee shirts and tuck it over your head, residing to making some coffee and getting fresh air outside.

You toss your hair up as you walk over to the door, and when you twist the knob, nothing happens. The door doesn’t open, and your first instinct tells you that it’s stuck. You swear under your breath, then yank on it again. Nothing. It isn’t until you crouch down and see the lock sitting neatly between the door and the frame, that you yell.

“What the fuck!” you shout, banging on the door loudly, “Ari! Open the fucking door!”

You hear nothing but silence on the other end, so you continue to slam your fist into the wood. You’re sure Ari isn’t even here, but you know someone is, and you want out. Now.

You hurry over to the nightstand and look for your phone, which is gone. You toss your head back as you try to remember where else you may have left it, but you know in your heart that Ari took it with him.

“Ma’am.”

You stop when you hear the voice outside the door, then cross your arms over your chest like a teenager — aware that nobody can see you. Quickly, you walk back over to the door and lean against the frame.

“Who is that?” you ask.

“My name is Patrick, I work for your— um, Mr. Levinson.”

His unsure nature reminds you of Mateo in a way, and even though you want to be angry, you know it isn’t this man’s fault that you’re in here.

“Well, Patrick, can you open the fucking door?” you snap.

“Um, no, ma’am. I apologize, but I’m under strict instruction to leave it locked until I bring you a meal. Mr. Levinson told me to bring it up at two o’clock. Are you hungry now?”

“Yes,” you blurt, even though you’re not, “Look, if you just open it for one second—”

“I really can’t,” he stops you, sounding regretful, “Mr. Levinson told me that penne alla vodka is your favorite. I’m Italian, and I can whip up a mean pasta dish. Would you like garlic bread, too?”

You can hear it in his voice, the way he desperately wants to please you in hopes of pleasing Ari. So, you take a deep breath and change your tune. You work your magic the way you worked your magic on Vick, Mateo, Javier, and Ari himself.

“Italian?” you purr, “Wow. I’m sure you’re so handsome. Honestly, I’d love for you to cook for me. It’s been such a long time since a man has cooked me dinner.”

A lie, but you don’t care. If flirting with Ari’s men will get you out of this goddamn room, you’ll do it.

“It would be an honor.”

Bingo. The way his voice quivers tells you everything you need to know.

“Listen, Patrick, I won’t tell Ari. I just want to watch you work your magic in the kitchen. I’ll be good, I promise.”

Your mind wanders to Javier at this moment, wondering where he is. If he’s in the house; if he’s also locked in. You’re sure that if Ari locked you in, he definitely locked Javi in, too.

“Ma’am, I would love to, but there are cameras. Mr. Levinson can see everything from his phone.”

Fuck.

You know you can’t get Patrick to cave now. You sigh and toss your head back against the wall, then exhale.

“Fine,” you mutter, “Can I at least have my phone to call Ari?”

“He told me he wasn’t taking calls,” Patrick informs you, sounding regretful, “Even from you. He told me to tell you to, um… remember the lesson he taught you before he left.”

It’s Ari’s way of telling you to listen. You roll your eyes and shake your head, then smack the door before walking away from it. You assume Patrick leaves, because he doesn’t say another word, and neither do you.

You make yourself comfortable on Ari’s bed and stare at the black screen on the TV, refusing to turn it on. You don’t want to relax. You want to be seething when Ari comes back for what he’s done. How he left you needy and desperate, then locked you in your bedroom like a child.

Patrick brings up your pasta and garlic bread about an hour and a half later. You hear the lock twist and you perk up, but when you see the man you don’t recognize, you just sigh.

“Pardon me, ma’am, I just brought up your meal,” he says quietly, not looking at you for more than a second at a time, “Where would you like it?”

“Downstairs,” you reply, “Where’s Javier?”

Patrick looks to the floor, “He’s in the guest room.”

“Locked in, too?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

You laugh sarcastically. Patrick places the tray at the end of the bed and, when he catches you staring at the open door, he nods once, then ducks his head and leaves again. The lock clicks immediately behind him, and you’re trapped once more.

The sun sets, and the bedroom grows dark. You turn on Ari’s bedside lamp and pick at the pasta Patrick brought up. Admittedly, it was delicious. The man certainly knows how to cook. And the fact that Ari knew your favorite type of pasta and even went so far as to inform him of such a detail would normally make you swoon. However, given your circumstances, you don’t feel too keen on giving Ari brownie points.

Soon after you shove the tray back to the end of the bed, the lock clicks again. You don’t get your hopes up this time, which is why a thrill shoots through you at the sight of Ari. His tie is loosely hanging around his neck and his top three buttons are undone, but you push past how that makes you feel.

When he sees you, he remains expressionless. You stare at him, pressed against the headboard with your arms crossed, not willing to speak first.

Silently, Ari reaches into his pocket and tosses you your phone. It lands on the mattress, but you don’t reach for it. You just stare — openly, intensely.

He sighs, “I had to.”

“No you didn’t!” you exclaim, “Ari, I actually cannot believe you’d do something like this to me.”

“You don’t listen,” he explains as he removes his tie, “Look, Y/N, I’m not trying to be some fucking tyrant asshole. I have rules for you because they will keep you safe. If you break the rules just to mess with me and something happens to you, I’d never forgive myself. You need to learn that it’s not always fun and games with us. The attitude’s cute, but in my line of work, it could get you killed.”

You scoff, “Well, you don’t have to treat me like a fucking child, Ari. You could’ve told me that.”

“I did!” he shouts, “So many goddamn times.”

You know he’s probably right, but you don’t want to cave. You want him to grovel and slide a hand between your legs and—

You’re frustrated, you realize. You want him so bad, despite the entire day of torture. He watches as you squirm on the mattress and begins to unbutton the rest of his shirt, but doesn’t speak again.

“Fine. I’ll listen better,” you shrug, “But do not lock me in here again. How did you even come up with that?”

He swallows, “Nick says I’m too soft on you.”

“Oh, nice, Ari. You left me without an orgasm and then locked me in our bedroom alone all day because of something one of your boys said to you?”

He smirks as he toes off his shoes, then removes his dress shirt. The jacket and shirt get tossed lazily onto the dresser, and when he looks back at you, shirtless, muscular, and just the tiniest bit angry, you feel the slick run down your thighs again.

“You a little frustrated, baby?” he teases you, stepping closer, “You want me to make it better?”

“Fuck off,” you mumble, although, inside, you’re preening for him.

“Oh, now, that’s not very nice,” he grins and steps over to the bed, pulling the comforter back and exposing your bare legs. He swallows when he sees you dressed in his boxers and tee shirt, “You’re certainly a sight.”

“I am,” you say confidently.

Ari laughs and leans down to kiss you, but you’re not done being petty. You turn your head away from him, listening to the low growl that escapes him. You try, and fail, not to let that impact you in any way.

“I’m gonna go take a shower,” he tells you, “While I’m gone, you might wanna find my good girl and let her know that daddy’s ready to play.”

You can’t help but look up at him as he says these words to you. He smirks when he sees how wide your eyes are, how much you secretly want him. He kisses the tip of your nose, then releases you and steps into the bathroom. He doesn’t bother closing the door, and you listen as he turns the water on in the shower.

He wants you to follow him. He wants you to come to him, on your own, and beg. You know this. You’ve given yourself the pep talk all day. Don’t give in. But, when you see him drop his boxers into the floor of the bathroom, you can’t help yourself. He shifts just enough that you can see his hard cock before he steps into the shower, and that’s all it takes.

You pull his shirt over your head and drop it on top of his clothes, then remove the boxers of his you’re wearing and add them to the pile.

Ari doesn’t even seem surprised when you slip into the shower. He doesn’t react when he feels your hands on his back. He has one hand on the tiles of the shower and the other is lazily stroking his cock, which makes your mouth water.

He turns slowly, his hair wet and his eyes hazy. He examines your body from head to toe, stopping for an extra beat and observing how swollen and desperate your clit appears.

“I’m sorry, daddy,” you whisper, “I’ll be good. I’ll listen, I promise. I just don’t want you to treat me like he did, you know?”

Ari’s shoulders drop. He stares at you for what feels like forever before he steps closer, then cups your cheek in his free hand.

“Baby, that’s not at all what I was trying to do.”

“I know,” you nod, “You just want to keep me safe. I get it.”

“You’re my only family,” he practically whispers, allowing a new vulnerability to be seen in his eyes, “The reason I have for coming home at night. If I didn’t have you anymore…”

He trails off, and his hand falls from around himself. You reach down and take over, listening to the way his breath hitches at the sensation.

“I love you, Ari,” you say, “I will always be here, waiting on you to come home. Even when you act like a fucking asshole.”

He grins, “That’s my girl.”

He leans down and kisses you, not at all surprised when you let him take control immediately. He backs you up against the tiles and deepens the kiss while the steam fills up the shower, only adding to the heat you feel at this moment.

You claw at his back, desperate for him to do something, anything, to dull the ache between your legs that he’s responsible for.

“I know, I know,” he murmurs against your lips, as if he can read your mind, “Hold still, princess. Daddy’s gotta eat before he takes you back to bed. I’m gonna make it up to you over and over and over again.”

You whimper as his hand comes down and cups your thigh, pulling your leg around his waist.

“Oh,” you slip out before you can stop it, melting in his arms.

“Mhm. You can be as loud as you want. Just let me enjoy my meal, okay?”

You nod helplessly as Ari pins you against the wall, holding you up as he kneels, tossing your legs over his shoulders like it’s nothing.

“Okay, daddy,” you whimper, knowing you’re absolutely in for it for the rest of the night.

You can’t walk the next day, but it’s completely and totally worth it.

a/n: thank you for indulging my slutty side. this idea just came to me and i had to write it. we'll be back on plot with the next part (maybe) lol. i hope you liked it! comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!

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