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biteofcherry · 27 days ago

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To the victor go the spoils

minotaur!Ari Levinson x female reader

summary: It was supposed to be your small wish coming true. You didn't think that it was merely a cog in a wicked set-up that catered to someone else's desire.

warnings: minotaur!Ari; dark!Ari; monsterfucking, but no bestiality; heavy dub-con; power imbalance; size kink; breeding kink; belly bulge/cumflation; unprotected sex; dirty talk; talk of forced piercing; housewife kink;

word count: 4.8k

Author’s Note: Another installment in the Scaretale universe. Special shout out to @stargazingfangirl18 who may be the biggest minotaur!Ari hoe out there 😆🖤

Huffing out a breath, you tried to keep up with Natasha’s long strides. She wasn’t tall, but somehow her lean legs were taking twice the distance yours did. It also appeared she was in a hurry, though not out of fear, but rather excitement.

You wondered, if it was the fight she dragged you to that got her all hyper and potentially aroused. As you learned over the months of meeting and befriending the fae, Natasha got turned on by a lot of things, often kinky things.

Watching a bloody fight wasn’t your type of entertainment. But since it was a part of Natasha’s grand plan, you relented and went with her. And to your own surprise, you found yourself experiencing more than just disgust and fear.

Your preferences might’ve been of the softer, sweeter kind, but there was still a pulsing part of your body that reacted to the sight of strong, half-naked men viciously fighting one another.

Well, monsters, not men. Still, your core tightened with a wild sort of interest.

Which at least would make the second part of Natasha’s scheme more bearable.

Because your friend decided to help you make a certain man jealous and she was adamant that having you flirt with one of the fighters would be the perfect way to do it. Especially since the man you were kinda pinning after was your ex. Your breakup wasn’t some disaster, more like him being honest about not feeling for you anything other than sympathy after the four dates you went on. But you still liked him and wanted him.

Though perhaps that was because he seemed to be the embodiment of what you dreamed you perfect partner to be.

Smart, polite, well dressed, with steady income and his own apartment. A solid guy.

Many would call him boring, but you saw it as reliable.

The only wild part about him was his passion for watching fights. He never showed any aggression of his own, didn’t even mention wanting to try boxing, or some other fighting style. He simply enjoyed the show of strength and brutality, as if it was a round of cricket.

He wouldn’t miss the fight of the year - of the decade even, as some said. The champion of champions who was supposed to be retired has agreed to enter the ring for the last time.

Ari Levinson.

A minotaur.

The minotaur. The most famous, even if you weren’t a sports fan, his name reached your ears in some way.

Sitting there at the arena, watching his fight, you had to agree he was impressive. In the way he moved. In his sheer strength. In the way he looked, too. Though that realization came with a thrilling shock.

Still, after the fight ended - with Levinson winning without difficulty - your thoughts returned to Paul. You caught a glimpse of him in the audience, but then he disappeared in the masses. Natasha’s plan was based on her certainty that he was going to be present at the celebration for the victor that was being held at the Scaretale club.

A club known mostly for its matchmaking between monsters and humans, but not limited to it.

The celebration was for invited guests only, meaning also guests who spend half of their yearly paycheck to be granted close proximity to the victor. Paul, for all his reasonable approach to life, would splurge on this one passion.

Your blessing was Natasha, who got both of you personal invites. Said she knew someone on the inside. Convenient. You didn’t question it, since it gave you an opportunity to find yourself close to Paul and catch his attention.

Natasha, who showed incredible ease in wrapping men (both monster and human) around her finger, was convinced that however posed and boring a man is, his hindbrain will always salivate for the juicy bite in another man’s grasp. Especially in someone’s admirable grasp.

She intended to get you close to Ari Levinson himself. Simply introducing you, but making sure that Paul saw the close proximity between the two of you.

Honestly, a part of you thought it was the most ridiculous idea, but there was a part of you that wanted to be reckless and follow that wild plan in hope of gaining your greatest desire.

Which is why you dared to wear a sweet, but rather short sundress that flowed high around your thighs, giving a teasing glimpse.

Entering the Scaretale was like stepping into a completely different dimension.

Natasha didn’t seem to feel any change, but you nearly stopped in your tracks. Outside there was chaos of life, people moving around, noises filling the air. Here you were engulfed in a vacuum of tranquility.

Seductive half-shadows speared by drops of light and jewel tones mixed with velvet black. Various monsters and a small congregation of people were mingling around. But their conversations seemed quieter, carrying a hush of flirtation and excitement.

You spotted Paul among one group to the side; with a drink in his hand he was nodding along as two bearded men talked. His gaze kept shifting towards the center of the place where a large, oval bar took stage.

There, standing next to only one man, was the man of the hour. The minotaur.

You noticed that despite it being a special event for the rich VIPs, no one actually dared to come anywhere close to the fighter. They were given a privilege of being so very close to him, maybe even meet his gaze and nod his way, but not necessarily the honor of being allowed closer.

Which meant that you and Natasha, striding right across the room and toward the bar, were drawing attention.

Paul’s attention, too, undoubtedly.

As you neared, the minotaur and the man beside him looked your way. There was such intensity in the blue of Levinson’s eyes that your gaze dropped down instantly. The man next to him was easier to look at, with his relaxed posture, leaning against the bar, and an amused smirk dancing on his beautifully carved lips.

Next to the minotaur, he appeared shorter. Leaner, too. Though that wasn’t a surprise, since Levinson was so damn huge.

He was a beast in the ring, but up close even more so.

The calm, falsely homey-like feeling that greeted you first (which called so directly to the white picket fence desires of simple, happy domestic life), crumbled with the crackling intensity of the power and heat pulsating off the minotaur.

You kept your polite distance, yet still could feel his warmth brushing against your bare arms.

“Nat.” The other man smiled; the way his mouth curved was both enticing and sinister at the same time.

“Cuz,” she snickered and leaned forward to brush his cheek with a kiss. Then she turned to the minotaur, boldly extending her hand - “Mr Levinson.”

Ari gruffed a short greeting, enclosing her delicate hand in his massive one. Your gaze dropped to their connected hands, transfixed. His fingers were so big and long. Two of yours would make one of his.

There was still bloodied tape wrapped around his knuckles, reminding you of the swift, fast punches he threw in the ring.

Your gaze traveled up his forearm, taking in the golden coloring of hair covering his bronze skin and protruding veins curving around muscles. Further up, his bicep flexed in an impressive, wide sculpt. Round shoulder began the path to the wide chest - oh, so wide.

And so bare. Shiny with sweat, with which he seemed completely unbothered.

Forcing yourself to not follow the path of darkening hair on his chest descending into a thick trail leading down, you looked up. to his face Sturdy jaw was lined with a soft looking, thick beard. His cheeks were peppered with freckles. Noble, long nose was crowned with a pure gold septum ring. His hair came past his jawline, strands of dark blonde and bronze, curling slightly at the ends.

High above the line of his ears, long, massive horns protruded. Curved wide, in bronze color shading into cream and then turning black at the very sharp ends.

“This is the friend you mentioned?” He asked, his question still directed at Natasha, but his attention switched to you fully.

His gaze caught yours and you couldn’t look away. The air around you seemed to charge with stifling intensity, as if your instincts were rattling in growing fear of the monster in front of you snapping you in half.

He could do that, you saw him in the ring; not to mention the sheer size difference between the two of you.

“She is.” Natasha’s voice resounded more melodic than you've ever heard before. She nudged you.

Swallowing nervously, you almost curtsied as you introduced yourself.

Both Natasha and her supposed cousin chuckled, noticing your reaction. Ari didn’t smirk, but his head tilted slightly as he studied you. You felt frozen on the spot when he reached a single digit and drew it down your arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

Then his gaze slowly dragged down your form. Heat erupted beneath your skin - partly out of embarrassment, partly because the minotaur’s attention was plucking at certain, deep strings in your core.

That display undoubtedly drew many people’s attention, but somehow you were unable to think of Paul at the moment, whether he was watching you, or not. You were more focused on regulating your breath and not making any weird sounds.

Ari’s eyes returned to your face, the almost hostile darkness in them receding into unexpected calm and warmth.

“I accept the payment. We’re even.” He said to the other two, without taking his eyes off of you.

His fingers circled your wrist. You felt his touch like a searing brand, but you didn’t dare to yank your arm out of his grip. Or maybe it wasn’t just fear of repercussion, but rather the reaction of your body that slowed other instincts.

Suddenly, Ari moved. He simply turned around and strode toward the back of the club, dragging you with him.

“Hey!” You gasped. “Wait!”

You almost had to run to match his pace. You turned your head, looking at Natasha over your shoulder. Her eyes gleamed mischievously and she winked at you.

Was this part of the plan? Was Paul supposed to see you go with the minotaur and feel a surge of jealousy?

You didn’t get any answers from your friend, nor any sort of reassurance, before darkness engulfed you. Levinson dragged you into some sort of corridor, on the far right. It seemed to spiral down for a moment. At the end of it, the darkness finally dispersed. Drops of light hung in the air, casting a soft glow and revealing a double door.

When Ari got the both of you inside, the door disappeared, leaving you in a large, open space, but with no visible way out.

“Wha- what’s going on?” You asked, wetting your lips.

Ari let go of your hand. Where he touched you, you felt a faint pulsing. At first you thought it to be pain, from how firm he held you, but there was nothing unpleasant about it.

“Just want to take a shower before we travel.”

It struck you, how casually he said it. That gruff, scary, unapproachable beast suddenly sounded almost carefree. When he peered at you over his shoulder, there was playfulness in his eyes. And it matched his next words.

“You can help, Poppy.”

You frowned. Unless all the fights have damaged his brain, he learned your name just minutes ago. Then you realized he was referring to the pattern on your dress. Pretty, red poppy flowers on a pristine white fabric.

“That’s a nice accent, too,” he added. “Red enticing the bull.”

You stared. Simply stared. Not only, because you had no words to counter his teasing assumption, but because he fucking dropped his boxer shorts down.

You couldn’t help it, your eyes swept down from his broad back to the sculpted ass and thick, hairy thighs. Hair on his legs was so thick it gave semblance of softest fur, all in tones of golden bronze. His hooves, in contrast, were black as the tips of his horns.

“I’m not helping you!” You squeaked, feeling embarrassment scorching your face. “And can you please cover yourself?”

When Ari turned back to you, your gaze dropped down, but you quickly forced yourself to look away.

He cut the distance between you in two powerful strides, the stomp of his hooves making your heart thud. He loomed over you; his shadow forming a scary reflection on the light, marble walls.

A large hand cupped your chin, forcing you to turn and look up at him.

“I’m not covering the sight you’ll be seeing daily, Poppy. Better get used to it.” Previous glimpse of playfulness drained from his voice. “And you will be helping me, washing me thoroughly and devoted, little wife.”

The ground seemed to part beneath your feet and a cold, dreadful abyss waited for you to fall into it. There wasn’t a single thread of potential joke to hang on to. Just the unyielding grip of the minotaur, keeping you afloat, while at the same time being the one dragging you into doom.

“That’s why you’re here,” he added, with a huff.

“No,” you tried to shake your head, but his hold on you didn’t allow much movement. “My friend wanted to help me make one man jealous and-”

“And I’m sure he was jealous when he saw me scoop my bride up.” Ari shrugged. “Deal has been fulfilled.”

“Deal?” Your throat parched when Ari’s other hand slipped onto your waist. He curved his arm around you, bringing you closer to his sturdy, hot body.

Your breasts pressed against his broad chest and an outline of something big and hardening nestled against your belly. Something awoke in your core, tingling with need.

“Your friend is a fae. A dark fae.” He explained. “You wanted that man to be jealous and she guaranteed that. She didn’t promise you a happy ending with him. Ransom, however, promised me a wife. That was my price.”

You gasped, a muffled No tumbling from your lips.

You couldn’t, wouldn’t believe your friend tricked and used you like that. Natasha was upfront about being a fae, though she never revealed she was a dark one. Still, you trusted her. Until the flash of her sinister amusement when Ari dragged you away reflected in your memory. There was something cold about it.

Another gasp followed, this one more helpless, as Ari lifted you slightly off the floor. His arm around your body tightened as he easily picked you the few inches up. The hand holding your chin eased. He traced the back of his fingers along your jaw then down your neck.

“I was done with fighting. Had enough of them already and the riches I gained over the years are enough to last me and two next generations. But I was lacking something. Those generations, you see.” His fingers curled around the front of your neck. “So when Ransom tried to talk me into one more fight, I asked for a different payment. I wanted a wife.”

“But I don’t want that!” You squirmed in his arms, bracing your small hands on his shoulders. No matter how much of your own strength you put into it, those attempts were comical and pathetic against the minotaur.

“You don’t want to build a life with a faithful partner?” Ari quirked a brow, taking a step back and carrying you with him.

“Look me in the eye, Poppy, and tell me you aren’t a girl who dreams of marriage. Of stability and domestic bliss.”

“Not with you!” You protested, helplessly kicking your feet. The monster wasn’t the slightest bothered by the few kicks into his muscled legs.

“Tough, because I want it with you.” Ari growled.

His fingers around your throat tightened, at the same time his hold on your body readjusted your position. It made you rub against the growing hardness of his cock. The feeling of it twitching against your warm, soft body, made your pussy clench.

He moved across the spacious room - it wasn’t an apartment, but more like an expensive, impractical hotel room, with the resting area flowing openly to the bedroom, with an open rainfall shower right in the middle of it.

Past the shower, on the left side, propped against the marble tiled wall, stood a three-winged mirror in a golden frame.

Ari eased you down to your feet, then turned you around. He held you on his arms, giving merely a foolish hope of freedom.

What was worse, the arm banded around your ribcage elevated your breasts. Your stiffened nipples were visible through the fabric of your dress. Your clenched thighs still protected the evidence of your body’s response, but you couldn’t deny the heat pooling low in your belly and marking your underwear with slick as you looked at your reflection.

You were so small compared to him. The mirror was tall, but Ari had to bend his knees to fit his face in the reflection.

In your sweet dress, your human body so fragile and helpless, you looked like an abducted sacrifice for the brutal monster behind you.

Something about that picture sent a jolt of thrill down your spine.

“You’re a sweet thing, aren’t you, Poppy?” Ari’s warm breath tickled your ear. “A good girl who dreams of a loving husband to take care of her. I’ll be that. Just a bit rougher around the edges,” he chuckled.

One of his arms loosened, his hand trailing slowly along the swell of your belly, then down toward your hip.

“With a bigger cock than any meek human man,” he rocked his hips against you, pressing the monstrous hardness into your ass.

“Oh gods!” You moaned.

A surge of heat flushed you as embarrassment for the involuntary reaction settled in. While you were mortified, Ari’s eyes sparked.

“You like that idea, my little Poppy.” He didn’t ask, he stated.

You shook your head, but tightened your lips in fear of releasing another humiliating sound.

Ari started bunching the fabric of your dress up, inch by inch, slowly rolling it up. Then his hoove kicked your feet apart and a thick, hairy thigh pressed between your legs.

His hand slid down, cupping your pussy boldly. Your body jerked, but it resulted in more delicious pressure against your folds. Ari held his palm in place, only crooking his middle finger and dragging it right over your clit. Your knees buckled, a shiver rolling through your body.

“It may scare you, but your body is eager to ride the bull.” Ari’s low laugh was followed by a lewd lick of his tongue along your cheek.

“If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you.” He rubbed your nub harder. “But for the most part, I’ll do the riding.”

He snarled with hunger, gripping the pink cotton of your panties and tearing them away in one move. Thick, calloused fingers swept between your delicate folds, finding you shamefully wet.

“I’ll take you hard. Split your tight pussy on my cock. Fuck you while you scream your release. Fuck you while you scream that it’s too much. I’ll defile you. Fill you.”

His fingers were roughly moving from your swelling clit to your opening. The more he touched, the more he talked about the dirty things he planned on doing, the more wetness he drew out. The more your mouth parted, letting out tiny mewls and gasps.

“I’ll ruin you and you’ll let me.” He circled your clit again, faster. “You will let me do whatever I want and you’ll love everything and beg for more.”

Suddenly, he stopped. Leaving your pussy throbbing and unsatisfied.

He gripped the neckline of your dress and yanked, ripping the fabric and spilling your breasts out. Fingers wet with your juices traced the areola of your nipples, pads gently brushing hardened peaks.

“So pretty and sensitive,” Ari hummed, tweaking one of your buds between his thumb and index finger. “They will look even more beautiful when we have them pierced.”

“Fuck!” You jerked in his arms, but it was less of a weak protest and more a surprisingly violent reaction to the filthy hot image.

“Like the idea, huh?” Ari chuckled, pinching your abused nipple. The sting of pain went straight to your core. “I can have a chain to go along with them, tug on it like on a leash and have you obediently bend for me.”

Your slick was slowly dripping down your thigh and if Ari continued the filthy vocal torment, you’d be leaving wet spots on the floor in no time.

“You don’t have to worry, though,” he added in a softer tone, but his words were no less dirty, “nipple piercings usually don’t interfere with breastfeeding.”

Your glazed over gaze, which was focused on the reflection of his hands defiling your body, snapped up to Ari’s. He looked pleased, amused even, with your reaction to his implication. The spark of shock in your eyes combined with the way a shiny, thick string of slick was swaying between your thighs.

“Oh yes, Poppy,” he crooned, dipping his fingers in your wetness again. “I’m going to breed you. Fill that sweet pussy with my cum over and over again, until we fill our house with a gaggle of babes.”

The No forming somewhere in the back of your head died out as blazing pleasure seared you when Ari thrust two of his big fingers inside of you.

You screamed, clenching your eyes shut. The stretch of it felt almost brutal, but for your body it was the exact stimulation it needed to humiliate you further and push you right over the edge.

Your walls pulsed around intrusion bigger than most of your toys. Usually you had to work yourself up for much longer, before you used some of the larger things, but apparently being abducted and having a massive minotaur promise to ruin you was better than any foreplay.

Ari’s triumphant laughter cracked with a groan of pleasure as your walls kept fluttering around his fingers, driving him mad with temptation of feeling that on his bare cock. He pumped his fingers in and out of you, careless of your squirming and increasing cries.

“Gotta open you up, little one,” he curled his fingers, driving his pads over the spongy trigger that catapulted you to the brink of another orgasm.

“I want to stretch your cunt and break your will, not damage my eager breeder.”

“I’m not- I’m not your bre-” You mumbled, yet your hips kept rolling down, matching the rough tempo of his fingers.

Ari’s other hand clasped around your throat, clenching in warning, but not cutting off your airways. Despite him not holding you tightly, you didn’t bolt away. You stayed in place, watching in the mirror how the minotaur’s fingers disappeared in your pussy; how your slick glistened on your thighs.

“Look at yourself,” Ari snapped. “You’re leaking all over my hand, eagerly fucking yourself on my fingers. You’re going to have the same dumb, devoted look on your face when I spill deep inside of you.”

It was the way his fingers tormented you, it had to be, not the promise of knocking you up that tipped you right over the edge.

“That’s it, Poppy.” He squeezed your throat. “Watch yourself cum from the mere idea of being bred.”

And you did, your glassy eyes staring at the reflection of a panting woman in a ripped dress. Toes barely touching the floor, held up by thick fingers stuck deep in your dripping cunt and a hand curled around the front of your neck.

You were a puppet in the monster’s hands.

You were whatever he wanted you to be. A Poppy. A wife. A breeder.

When Ari withdrew his fingers from your sopping core, the loud squelching sound evoked a new wave of embarrassment. But you had no time to dwell on the humiliation as he tore the rest of your dress away and forced you to bend over.

Your arms stretched forward, hands braced on the mirror as you bent at the waist. Ari twisted one hand in your hair, propping your hips up with the other. He still needed to bend his knees to line up his cock with your entrance.

“Can’t wait to see you stretched and swollen,” Ari groaned, easing the bulbous tip of his massive dick into you. Your walls resisted, your tight channel not used to the minotaur’s size.

Your lips parted on a stretched, pained moan. You didn’t think it would fit. At the same time, you felt as if your suffering would be worse, if he didn’t continue.

“First from the overflow of my cum,” Ari kept pushing in, slow, but mindless of your keening. “Then as my seed takes root and you grow me a calf.”

Eyes rolled to the back of your head, drool wetting your bottom lip, as Ari’s cock sank in. The stretch felt endless, the sense of being so so full an overwhelming madness. Your body fell forward, elbows bending as your face pressed into the mirror. Your ragged breath left a foggy stain, your wet lips smudging the surface.

There was a long minute of lull - tense silence filled with your and Ari’s heavy breathing.

A short, merciful pause to let your body savor the feeling of being impaled and full.

Then, like a soap bubble, it burst.

Ari fucked you the way he promised, riding you hard. Your body floated there pliant, taking each brutal thrust and dripping for him. Your vision became hazy, but every few thrusts it cleared out and you caught the sight of your reflection. The big monster behind you: dark and sweaty, groaning and huffing as he took you; and your body so spent and boneless, but still vibrating with each sensation.

He pulled you back to him, wrapping an arm across your torso to hold you upright. It felt as if you sunk further down onto his dick. The angle causing your toes to curl and eliciting your cry.

Ari growled at you to hold onto his horns. When you did, your body arched, chest pushing forward. In the mirror, your reflection displayed a most lewd painting.

You watched the massive cock ease out of your small body, only to quickly stuff it full again.

When his groans turned into wild huffing, his hands clenching on your body as his hips sped up, you came for the third time. Less loud this time, but your walls cinched tightly. Your head fell onto Ari’s shoulder as you stared blankly at the ceiling, riding out the aftershocks.

Ari followed soon after, coming with a roar and driving deep into you.

Your consciousness felt cloudy, floating apart from your body. But it was the physical plane that pulled your mind back into the present, drawing your focus to the spreading warmth and heaviness.

Low in your belly.

You felt Ari’s cock throbbing inside of you; your walls clung to him desperately milking each drop of his cum. Spent that was flowing and flowing, filling your cunt and womb. Your insides bloated with it, stretching to accommodate the flood of seed.

Even in the mirror you could see the more prominent swell of your belly.

Ari’s gaze was focused on that, as well. One of his hands palmed the faint bulge, his fingers spreading wide and covering most of your belly.

It was so obscene.

A helpless human female taken and broken by the minotaur, dripping on his massive cock, her belly inflated with his cum.

And the dark glint in Ari’s eyes as he stared at your reflection promised more of it in your future. Like that, as well in other positions. With your belly finally swollen with his baby, your breasts heavy with milk, shiny gold piercings adorning your nipples.

You let out a tiny moan at the image your own mind provided, your pussy fluttering around the monster’s still twitching cock.

Ari hummed in response, a deep-chested sound that felt like a soothing vibration against your back. He moved after a longer moment; walking under the ceiling shower, while carrying you still impaled on his dick. He eased you down gently, groaning in displeasure as his cock slipped out of your wet heat.

Your legs felt too weak to hold you up, but Ari’s strong hands supported you. You buried your face in his chest as you felt the gush of fluids dripping out of your gaping hole. There was so much of it, you feared leaking for hours to come.

“Don’t worry, Poppy,” Ari started the warm water, “I’ll fill you plenty and often. And one day it will take. Then again. And again.”

A strained, hoarse sound left your lips. Yet you leaned into Ari’s embrace, sighing in contentment as he lathered your body with soap.

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evansbby · 1 year ago

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⭒✮▹𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: older husband!Ari Levinson x naive wife!reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: daddy!kink, smutt, dd/lg vibes, pregnancy!kink, breeding!kink, housewife!kink, lactation!kink, size difference, age gap, innocence!kink, naive reader, 18+ only, minors dni!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Ari finally comes home to his very pregnant wife.

𝐀/𝐍: I’m just surprised I didn’t write this sooner tbh. Enjoy!

“Honey, I’m home!”

Your husband’s booming voice echoes around the house, sending thrills up and down your spine. You feel a huge smile plaster itself on your face – despite the fact that you’ve been married to him for almost a year now, you still feel giddy like a little girl every time you hear him come home. You carefully set down the casserole that has just finished cooking, impatiently shaking your oven mitts off before making a beeline to the front door and launching yourself at your big, beefy husband.

“Ari!” You hug him hard, pressing your nose into his hard chest that smells so deliciously like him. Like fresh soap and his manly musk with a hint of salty seawater. Just him. And you can’t help but breath him in, trying your best to climb up his body and wrap your legs around his waist, which is obviously a hard task considering how big your belly has gotten. “Missed you so much,” you mumble against his solid body, loving the feel of his warm arms enveloping you into his embrace. You wish he’d hug you harder, completely crush your body against his like how he used to. Till you can’t breathe but in the best possible way.

But of course, he’s ten times more mindful of you now. Pregnancy and all.

“Baby,” Ari breathes, burying his nose in your hair and nuzzling the top of your head. He presses a bunch of kisses against your hairline, one hand already on your belly (its favourite place to be, as of late), stroking it softly while his other hand meanders down to your ass (his other favourite part of your body). “Mm, I missed you too, sweet girl. Missed your little body against me like this.”

He cups your face, tipping it upwards and lifting you slightly so he can plant a kiss to your lips. He was just so damn tall and big – kissing was a bit of a problem unless he bent down or picked you up. You didn’t mind, though. You loved how much bigger he was than you, how strong and beefy and muscular he looked.

And Ari’s genes were strong enough that he’d passed them down to his unborn children too. You were about eight months along with Ari’s twins in your belly. Both boys. Both bigger than average according to your last scan. And both extremely active and strong just like their daddy – you knew because of all the somersaults and kicks they were subjecting you to day after day. But it was worth it. Ari said that you were the always the most beautiful thing he’d ever laid his eyes on, but pregnancy just made you glow differently. And he’d get that fire in his eyes every time he looked at your belly growing his babies, and it made you feel so powerful, so sexy, so wonderful.

You’d only been married to Ari for a month before you’d found out you were pregnant. You’d met him less than a year ago, this business tycoon who’d swept you off your innocent feet. He was handsome, charming and respectful, and he’d proposed to you after only a few weeks. You’d said yes, of course. And he’d made it clear that he wanted a big family, a cute little housewife (you) who took care of him and his children. You were all too happy to oblige, because you wanted all those things too.

“How are my boys?” Ari whispers, cupping your belly with his huge palm. God, he was just so big – built strong like a wrestler yet also lithe and athletic. Not to mention so goddamned handsome! You couldn’t believe your luck. Some of your friends had told you that you were too young for a man like Ari. You were only fresh out of college and he was almost double your age and the CEO of one of the biggest tech companies in the country. That didn’t matter to you, though. You liked being his little baby, having him dote over you and spoil you (which he had done since the day he met you, and continued to do till this day).

And so what if he babied you all the time and made all your decisions for you? You liked giving up the control, and Ari was just so smart and level-headed, it just made sense to allow him to take over every aspect of your life.

“Your boys have been extra rowdy today.” You giggle as your husband continues to press kisses all over your face and neck, his long hair tickling you as he does so. “They keep kicking me like they want to come out already. How am I supposed to tell them they’re not due for another month?”

Ari smirks, easily picking you up with one arm like you’re a little baby yourself. His other hand is still splayed over your swollen stomach. He’d grown addicted to cupping your belly ever since the day you told him you were pregnant. It was a problem in the early days, when none of your friends and family knew yet your husband kept stroking your belly in front of them, a cocky look on his handsome face that all but gave everything away.

“I can’t wait till they come, but I also want to keep you pregnant just a little bit longer.” Ari murmurs, carrying you into the living room. He gives your ass a loud slap, the action making you yelp and clutch his muscular bicep as he grins. “You’re so sexy like this, baby. Have I ever told you that?”

“Only about a gazillion times,” you roll your eyes, but this earns you another hard slap on the ass and a warning look from your husband. You squeal, “Ari! That hurt!”

“You know not to roll your eyes at me, honey. I may have married you and knocked you up but you’re still my little baby.” Ari pats your bum and gives it a soft squeeze before kissing your cheek to make you smile. “And I’ve told you to call me daddy, princess.”

“Oh yeah, sorry daddy!”

“That’s okay, baby.”

You’d called Ari “daddy” during sex ever since he took your virginity on your first date almost a year ago. It just fit him; he took care of you so good and he was just so big and strong and dominant. Ari was really into it, always coaxing you to call him daddy – even outside the bedroom. And he’d always look so extremely smug when you’d inevitably slip and accidentally call him daddy in front of your friends and family.

But especially now that the two of you were married and lived in Ari’s big suburban mansion, he just went crazy every time he’d come home to you in your checkered apron, pregnant with his babies and calling him daddy. He’d told you once that it was his idea of heaven on Earth, and you were the one who’d given it to him.

“You have no idea how hot you look right now, baby.” Ari tells you as he takes a seat on his armchair and sets you on his lap. You’re still dwarfed by his huge size even when he’s sitting down with you on top of him, holding you securely on his knee like you’re his little baby. His gaze grows dark as he watches your breasts bounce slightly as he sits down, pink tongue peeking out to lick his lips hungrily. “I couldn’t concentrate at work, all I could think about was my baby wife, round with my children and taking care of my house in your cute little dress.”

You glance down at your dress, it’s one of many that Ari had bought for you. He had said that baby wives only ever wore dresses around the house so it was easier for their daddies to fuck them. You had absolutely no problem with that, seeing as you loved wearing the cute dresses he bought for you, and you also loved it whenever he’d slip his hand up the cotton material, or bent you over a random piece of furniture around the house and fucked the living daylights out of you.

Ari was a loving and doting husband, but sometimes he would get extremely rugged and rough with you. He’d tell you that you were his wife and it was your duty to bend over for him whenever he pleased. Sometimes, he’d watch you with lust-filled eyes while you did the housework around the house. And all he had to do was snap his fingers and you’d come running over to him.

He’d either push you down to your knees and make you suck him off till he was satisfied, or he’d bend you over the arm of the couch and fuck you fast and hard, calling you his cute little baby housewife, telling you how all your holes belonged to him only, because he was your husband and he owned you. And you’d whimper and mewl and wail and cry while he had his way with you, till he’d fill you up with his cum and then pull you upright, straighten your dress, slap your ass and send you back to your housework.

No wonder he knocked you up so quickly.

“Honey? You still here?” Ari bounces you on his lap and you blink before smiling up at him.

“Oh. Sorry, I was just thinking.”

“Why would you need to think, baby? Daddy does all the thinking, remember? You just look pretty.” Ari bounces you on his lap again, making you giggle while his eyes once more zero in on your breasts. They’re so much bigger now that you’re pregnant, and Ari has been paying more attention to them than usual. In fact, your pregnant body in general has him incensed and feral. He’s always grabbing at you and pawing at you, squeezing and groping and stroking your every curve like he can’t get enough.

He reaches past you to grab the cold bottle of beer which you’d already set out for him on the coffee table. You watch him as he takes a deep swig, admiring how handsome he is. He’s got a defined jawline covered with his thick beard that makes him look more manly and virile than ever. A gorgeous sloped nose with a cute bump on it that you love to kiss, and high cheekbones smattered with freckles. He sports a golden tan almost all year round, as well as a wonderfully beefy, sun-kissed body that you can’t get enough of.

Even now, you slip your hand up and down his hard stomach, feeling his hairy, toned abs through his cotton shirt that’s stretched taught over them. God, he really was the hottest man alive. All the women that worked for him were crazy about him, including his secretary. But Ari had told you not to worry, that you were the love of his life and he’d waited forty years to find you, and he’d wait forty more to find you again.

“Dinner’s all ready for you.” You say, pressing a kiss to his cheek because he looks so deliciously handsome and you can’t help it. “I made all your favourites, daddy. I think I’m getting better at cooking now.”

You’d struggled with cooking at the beginning of your marriage. You knew Ari expected you to be a good little housewife, but cooking was never your strongest suit. Ari hadn’t minded though, always finding it adorable when you’d sheepishly serve him burnt food that was borderline inedible. And then he’d order a takeaway and you’d both eat in front of the TV, and he’d lick the pizza sauce off the corner of your mouth before pulling you into his lap to make out.

But you’d wanted to be a good housewife for him, after all, Ari worked so hard to provide for you and he bought you whatever you wanted. He didn’t expect you to slave away in the kitchen, of course, but you figured he deserved a good homecooked meal once in a while. And so, you sifted through various cookbooks and online recipes and YouTube videos until you’d finally been able to cook something half decent. And Ari had been so proud of you when you’d served him a roasted chicken and mashed potatoes, and making you husband proud was all you really wanted to do.

Back in the present, Ari playfully chucks you under your chin, “You’re an amazing cook, sweetheart. I can’t wait to eat dinner. But I won’t lie, baby, right now I’m hungry for something else.”

His eyes go down to your chest again, and you smile demurely as thrills shoot down to your core. Ari’s big hands cup your breasts, squeezing them lewdly before tweaking your hard nipples through the thin material of your dress. You never really wore bras inside the house, and Ari was not one to complain about that. He grins wickedly when two wet spots appear on the fabric covering your nipples.

You’d started lactating recently, and Ari had been nothing short of thrilled about that. “Baby wives feed their daddies their mommy milk,” he’d told you, and of course, he was always right. You were scared at first, having him drink from you. But he’d been so ravenous, so hungry for your milk and the intimacy that came with doing something like that. How could you possibly say no?

Now, Ari fed from you all the time. It was almost a daily occurrence which almost always ended in mind-blowing sex.

Ari holds you close to him as he kisses down your neck, his hands slipping up your arms to push the straps of your dress down. Your breasts are painful and heavy as he frees them from the dress, your nipples already hard as glass but you still hiss as the cool air hits them, making them even more erect, if that was possible.

“Poor baby,” Ari coos, tweaking your nipple casually while you squirm in his arms, whimpering like a baby who needs to be tended to. That only incenses Ari more, and he gives your erect nipple a couple of flicks, making you gasp as he laughs wickedly. “Look at your sexy tits, all sore and heavy. They must really hurt, huh baby?”

You pout and nod, grabbing his forearm desperately, “Y-Yeah, they do. Daddy, plea–”

“My poor baby,” Ari continues, squeezing and groping to his heart’s content as droplets of your milk begin to leak. Your husband licks his lips, spreading the liquid all over your sore breasts, making you hornier than ever but he only smirks. “Bet you’ve been waiting all day for daddy to come home and breastfeed from you, huh?”

“Y-Yeah, please!” You whimper, jutting your chest out till your heavy breasts are almost smothering his face. And all he does is laugh, giving your nipple another hard pinch while you feel the tears of frustration well in your eyes. He reduced you to tears so easily, but it was only because you craved him so badly and didn’t like it when things didn’t go your way. He often teased you about this, calling you a needy, spoiled baby who lacked any type of patience.

Ari gives your nipple a light flick with is tongue, his blue eyes shining wickedly as your breath hitches. But then he lets out a feral growl, completely enveloping your nipple between his lips and sucking down hard. You whimper again, grabbing his hair and holding his head close to your breast as he begins to drink your milk, groaning, biting and licking at your nipple like a starved man.

“God, you have such sexy tits, baby.” He mumbles against your breasts, burying his face into them as he continues to suckle. He grabs your other tit and gives it a rough squeeze, kneading the soft flesh with his expert fingers. “And your mommy milk tastes so good.”

“Th-Thank you, daddy!” You manage to get out through all the different sensations you’re feeling. He’s still bouncing you up and down on his lap, his hard dick poking against your butt like a steel rod through his pants. Plus, his mouth working against your nipple is making you see stars, and you feel pleasure mixed with the relief from him draining the milk from your breast.

“Good girl with good manners,” Ari grunts approvingly, his voice slightly muffled as he lewdly takes your whole breast into his mouth (as much of it that fits) giving it a hearty suck while rocking you against him as he dry-humps his dick up into your clothed core. “Just like how daddy trained you to be. Fuck, baby. I bet none of my friends’ wives are as obedient and cute as you, huh?”

“N-No!” you agree with a yelp when he gives your ass a firm slap before grabbing a handful of your ass-cheek from under your dress and giving it a lewd jiggle. “D-Daddy, need you so bad!” You try to grab his hard dick out from the waistband of his pants but he easily slaps your hands away, making you pout and whine as he continues to suck your breasts.

“Let daddy have his meal first.” Ari scolds, slapping your butt again, harder this time, before focusing his attention to your other breast. He suckles you sweetly at first, before growing greedy once your milk starts flowing into his mouth. Incensed, he moans against your breast, grabbing your hips and repositioning you on top of him. He bounces you up and down straight on top of his crotch while he feeds from you, and you moan wantonly as your body begins to work itself up.

“B-But daddy, I waited all – ah! – I waited all day for you!” You pout, trying to grind down against your husband but he holds you in place, always wanting to control your pleasure and never letting you seek it out by yourself unless you had his permission.

Ari releases your nipple with a pop before grinning wolfishly down at you, a thoughtful look on his face as his hand splays itself on your belly once more. “Well, you were a good, patient baby today, weren’t you?”

“I was, I was!” He slips his hand down under your dress, quickly settling it between your legs while your breath hitches and eyes cloud over with lust and want. And all it takes is for his pointer finger to press down on your swollen, panty-covered clit and you’re cumming. You squeak and clutch on to his muscular forearms as you orgasm, your other hand going down to hold his hand in place between your legs as you hump and ride against it. Your panties are completely soaked through and your entire body is buzzing with sensitivity as you pant his name.

Ari looks extremely smug as he watches you orgasm in his lap, leaving a sizable pool of your wetness on his clothed leg. Casually, he tweaks your nipple, his blue eyes trained on your face as you gasp in response, your body twitching in his arms.

“You’re so sensitive now, baby. I bet I could make you cum without even touching you.” Ari says, looking proud and smug at the same time.

“S-Sorry,” you shoot him a sheepish look once you’ve come down from your high, “can’t help it sometimes, daddy. Specially since I can’t ever touch myself when you’re not here.”

That was one of Ari’s firm rules that you had to follow. At the beginning of your marriage, Ari made it clear that baby wives like you had to follow all the rules that your husband set. That included not speaking to other men without his permission, always doing what he said, always telling him where you were, and of course, never touching yourself without his permission – certainly never when you were alone in the house.

“Dumb babies like you don’t know how to touch yourself.” Ari answers, pressing a kiss to your cheek as he slips his hand out from between your legs, licking his fingers lewdly. “That’s why you need daddy to tend to you all the time. Now tell me, baby, how would you like to be fucked tonight?”

In next to no time at all, your big, beefy husband has you on all fours on your king-sized bed upstairs. A feral energy had overtaken him when you’d shyly voiced your desires to be fucked as hard as possible. Pregnancy made you so horny and feral for him, and in the early days he only ever allowed you on top, because he was so much bigger than you and so scared of hurting you. But soon, he’d learned to be rough in a way that had you both feeling satisfied without ever really causing you any harm.

And so, Ari had wasted no time in carrying you up the stairs, laying you down on the bed and slapping your ass as you scrambled to get on your hands and knees for him. And he’d slapped your ass once, twice, three times, and you knew he was mesmerised by how it jiggled.

“You’re so fucking hot like this, baby.” Ari murmurs, spanking you again like he can’t get enough. “Kept thinking of you like this while I was at work, bent over like a little whore in front of me.”

“Please put it in, Ari!”

“Patience, sweetheart.” He chuckles, running a hand up your spine and sending shivers all throughout your body. He presses his dick against your naked backside, and he feels so hot and pulsating. He’d torn your dress off the moment he’d entered the bedroom, and his own clothes had quickly followed suit. And now you were at the mercy of one big, horny, muscular, beefy man. A caveman, by the looks of how feral he was getting behind you. It’s like seeing your pregnant, naked body just flipped a switch in him, and his own patience was riding thin along with yours as he continues to rut against you.

With one quick thrust, Ari drives his huge dick inside you. You cry out in pain because he’s so big, and you’ll never get used to just how big he is. He’s more than twice the size of you and so incredibly well hung, and all you can do is brace yourself and take it, your whole body jerking forward from the force of his thrust. You’d have gone face first into the mattress had he not anticipated that and grabbed on to your hips tightly.

“Oh, fuck, baby, such a tight fucking hole you got. Daddy barely fits inside.” Ari’s fingers are clutching your hips so tightly, you know it’ll leave a bruise. And he’s rough from the get go, although you know he’s holding back because you’re pregnant. “God, fuck, sweetheart. You got such a good and tight fuckin’ snatch, so perfect for my dick, fuck!”

“H-Harder, daddy!” You cry, rutting back against him as your breasts bounce up and down from the sheer force of his thrusts. But your request earns you a swift smack to your bum.

“Take it how daddy gives it to you, baby.” Ari sneers, the alpha male inside of him taking complete control as his hips increase their pace. It feels like he’s ripping your insides with his hard dick but you feel so goddamn full and so good that you don’t even care, even as he continuously rains slap after slap down on your ass. “God, fuck, such a good little baby wife. Obedient as shit, aren’t you? Daddy’s little baby, gonna give me a bunch of babies, aren’t you?”

“Y-Yeah, gonna have your babies, daddy!” You agree, sounding delirious and very much like an airhead who’s only capable of repeating what her daddy is saying to her but he’s reduced you to this state through his sheer hard fucking and you don’t even care. You want it harder, want him slamming into you till you can’t catch your breath and you pass out. But you know he wouldn’t, you can tell by how he’s got one arm now wrapped protectively around your belly, as if he needs to keep it there to remind himself not to lose control like how he often does during sex.

You remember a couple of times when Ari had gone completely feral, fucking you like you were an animal. Relentless and unforgiving, leaving you with bruises and bumps as he’d had his way with you again and again. But the dark side of you had enjoyed being a cumdump for him, despite the fact that you’d cried from the pain and overwhelming pleasure. And Ari had taken you into his arms afterwards, telling you how sorry he was, how he’d be careful with you in the future, how he got too riled up and how he couldn’t help but take you roughly when he saw how sweet and innocent you looked. And then he’d always be so sweet with his aftercare, and run you a bath and dote on you and hug you till you fell asleep in his arms, smelling like rose scented bubble bath.

“Want me to knock you up again, sweetheart?” Ari asks you back in the present, fucking you so hard you’re seeing stars. His fat dick is hitting all the right spots inside you, making you arch your back as he keeps thrusting into you, hips going into jackhammer mode. “Because I will knock you up again, baby. Soon as you give me my boys, I’ll have you on your back and filled to the brim with my fucking cum so you get knocked up again. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby? Wouldn’t you? Fuck!”

“YES, YES, YES!” You scream at the top of your lungs, the pressure building up inside you till that invisible coil snaps and you cum so hard, you’re seeing stars. You collapse underneath Ari, and he has to hold you up as he continues to fuck you. But him describing how he’s going to knock you up again was enough for you to squirt all over his dick, your slippery walls squeezing his hard, fat cock that doesn’t stop its relentless assault inside you.

“Fuck yeah, baby, squeeze my fuckin’ dick!” Ari groans, using your limp body as a literal hole for his dick as he grabs your hips and makes you shake your ass on his dick, “Fuck yeah, baby couldn’t help but cum from the thought of getting knocked up by daddy, huh? Well, you gotta give me another one, honey. One orgasm isn’t enough for my baby girl.”

He pulls you up to your knees so your back is against his chest. And your body is completely limp and void of energy since orgasming had taken everything out of you, and you’re not even sure you can cum again like how he wants you to. But your beefy husband holds you up against him nevertheless, one big hand wrapping around your throat while the other cups your heavy breast and squeezes, and this whole time his hips don’t stop moving inside you. His fat dick driving in and out of you at different, varied paces. Slow so you can feel every ridge and vein, and then fast till his hips are a blur and you feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“You best fucking believe I’m always going to keep you pregnant from now on.” Ari growls in your ear, squeezing your tits together as he paws at you like a feral caveman, his fingers pressing against your throat and cutting off your air supply just enough for your vision to blur and it all feels so deliciously good and you’re long past the point of even being coherent as you wail and scream for him.

You can feel him losing himself, getting rougher and rougher. You know your husband too well, you know he’s turning himself on more and more at the idea of impregnating you again. His lips latch onto your neck, sucking and biting while his hands squeeze your breasts so hard it hurts, and you feel your milk dribble down your nipples.

Ari sees it too, and you swear you can feel his dick get even harder inside you. In a nanosecond, he’s manhandled you into a different position. Now, he’s sitting on the bed with you on top of him, and he’s bouncing you up and down on his dick. And oh my fucking God, it’s so much deeper this way! You can feel your puffy clit grind against his trimmed pubic hairs as he does all the work, his muscular arms wrapping around you, not caring at all that your pregnant belly is in the way as he continues to fuck up into you.

“Can’t let your mommy milk go to waste, can we?” Ari grins, grabbing your tit and latching his mouth on it immediately, sucking down so hard that you see stars. He lets go with a pop, “Guess I didn’t get all of it, huh, baby?”

You hold his head in place, carding your fingers through his brown waves as he continues to drink your milk like a ravenous beast, like he can’t get enough of it. Switching from one nipple to the other, giving both your breasts equal attention as he drains the milk from them.

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re breastfeeding daddy, baby.” Ari tells you, his voice muffled as he keeps his face buried in your breasts. And all the while he’s bouncing you up and down on his dick, and you can feel your second orgasm start to build up – and he hasn’t even cum once yet! You wonder how he remains so calm, so casual enough to have a conversation with you during sex. Meanwhile you’re a dishevelled mess on top of him, head lolling to the side as you’ve already gone dumb from all his ministrations.

“God, fuck, gonna keep you pregnant at all times now, sweetheart.” Ari declares, getting feral again as his hand splays out on your belly. “I want at least five more kids, baby. You gonna give daddy five more babies?”

“Y-Yeah! Yeah, I will!”

“That’s a good fuckin’ girl. A good fucking baby wife. I’m so glad I found you, baby. I love you so fucking much.” He kisses you, pulling you by the hair till you’re flush against him, his hips fucking up into you at a blurring pace that makes you feel like he’ll rip you in half any second now.

“And all the other guys will be so fucking jealous that they don’t have a cute little knocked up baby wife who does whatever they ask. Fuck! Tell me you’re my cute little baby wife!” He pinches your nipple harshly before going back to your belly, rubbing it with his huge hand as he clutches you so close on top of him.

“ ‘m your cute little b-baby wife!” You moan, finally finding the energy to desperately ride him, up and down and backwards and forwards, grinding against the thick steel rod that is his dick as it jams up your poor, abused fuckhole.

“Damn right you are. And I’m your daddy who knocked you the fuck up. And I’ll do it again and again, because you’re my fucking property and I can do whatever the fuck I want with you! You got that? Fuck!”

“Yeah, oh fuck, yeah, daddy, you own me! Wanna have more of your babies! Want you to keep me pregnant all the time!” You blabber incoherently.

“And you’re gonna obey me, and be a good little mommy to all our children, aren’t you?” He smacks your ass hard, once, twice, three times till your ass is sure to be raw and all the while you nod and agree with him, “A good little mommy who does what she’s told to do, and spreads her legs every time daddy wants to knock her up again, you got that?”

“Yes!”

“Fuck, sweetheart. Can’t wait to come home to you taking care of our little ones. Five of ‘em, with another one on the way. Fuck, can’t fuckin’ wait for that.” Ari grunts, his thrusts growing deeper and hitting your spot so deliciously and making you mewl, as well as his words and promises of keeping you pregnant which have you turned on beyond belief.

The pressure in your lower belly builds up higher and higher, more intense till you almost can’t stand it. And it feels so deliciously good, your pleasure mounting higher and higher as Ari continues to fuck you throw it all, holding you close and coaxing you, telling you to cum again for daddy, giving you permission to let go and cover his fat dick in your cream. And you obey, and you cum so hard, marvelling at how much of it squirts out of you.

Like a broken faucet, squirt after squirt of your cum covers his cock, and you sob and clutch at Ari’s hairy chest, burying your face in his hard chest as you cum so hard you almost faint. “Oh daddy, daddy, daddy!” you whimper like a broken record, like a baby who’s collapsed and needs to be held by her big, strong daddy.

“That’s a good baby,” Ari coos, stroking your hair like you’re his good little girl and the pride in his voice makes you sag with relief and euphoria, and his thrusts grow sloppy as he continues to ride you through your orgasm. His fat balls slapping against your pussy, and you know his load will be big because he’s held off so long.

“Fuck, baby.” Ari lets out a guttural groan before he cums, emptying himself inside of you as spurt after spurt of his hot cum sears you from the inside out. Brands you as his as your greedy pussy squelches and swallows his seed like it’s your job. And Ari looks so proud, holding you so close to him till it hurts, like he doesn’t want a single drop of his cum wasted as he fills you up like you’re his personal cumdump. “God-fucking-dammit, your greedy little snatch is squeezing me so good, baby. Best fuckin’ pussy I ever had, taking all my daddy cum like a good little girl. Fuck, take it, take all of it!”

And you do, taking every drop of his thick ropes of cum till you feel so full, stuffed to the brim with his heavy load as you fall down, completely spent and breathing hard, on your back on the bed.

You’re completely sapped of all energy, and again you marvel at how Ari seems perfectly fine, as if he hadn’t just emptied the world’s biggest load inside of you after a long session of unbridled, hot, rough sex. But your husband seems more interested in your body in its post orgasmic glow, rubbing you all over as you rest from the fucking you’ve just received, marvelling at his cum as it drips out of your pussy.

“Looks like your baby pussy couldn’t keep it all in, honey.” Ari swipes a finger up your slit and it comes up covered in his cum. Your mouth drops open in the shape of an o, which works out in your husband’s favour as he feeds you the thick cum. Globs of it, again and again, swiping up from your pussy before he brings his finger to your lips and allows you to suckle it off him. And it’s all you can do in your weakened, post-fucked state, suckle his fingers like a baby as your daddy feeds you his cum.

“Th-Thank you, daddy.” You murmur weakly, not forgetting your manners as Ari smiles down at you smugly. Finally tearing his gaze away from your body, he lies down next to you and gathers you into his arms for a cuddle. Kissing the top of your head and all over your face as he holds you close to him, till you can feel his heartbeat in sync with your own.

“You’re welcome, baby. I love you so much.” Ari answers, looking like the happiest man in the world. And it’s such a powerful feeling, knowing it’s you who has made him feel this way.

“Love you too, daddy.” You say tiredly, cuddling close and burying your face into his hairy chest as you breathe in his intoxicating post-sex musk. “Can’t wait to give you more babies. Can’t wait for our boys to come. I’ll be the best mommy to your babies, I promise.”

Ari chuckles, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear as he gazes at you with eyes filled with adoration. His hand goes down to cup your belly, and he squeezes you so close to him, you feel you might suffocate. But in the best way.

“I know you will, baby. I know you’ll take care of my children, but right now I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“Okay, daddy.”

He runs you a strawberry scented bubble bath, carrying you to the bathroom and getting into the tub with you. Gently scrubbing you clean and massaging your sore muscles and sensitive skin while you lie on top of him in the bath, content and barely conscious from the incredible session of fucking you’ve just received. Smiling faintly as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear, promising you the world and more, his words painting the perfect life which lays in store for you in the future, as well as the perfect life you’re currently living now – all because of him.

THE END! This is my ultimate fantasy and i have no clue why i never wrote it before now! pLEASE PELASE let me know what you think! thank you very very much! love you all!

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[dark! cult leader!Ari Levinson x airhead!Reader]

[warnings: will have dubcon/noncon, cult aspects, 6'6 Ari, Older man and younger woman, reader is over 18!, will have murder, violence etc. air head reader!, busty reader, basically bimbo reader!]

{this chapters warnings; dubcon, smut, oral (f recieving), manipulation, daddy kink, housewife kink}

Ari was beyond smitten. If he could describe how he felt, he would say he was being suffocated by love. Your sleepy morning smiles and your gentle touches were turning him wicked and impatient. He needed you to share his last name now. Yet everytime the townspeople would say they're not ready.

He knew they were delaying the ceremony. It was a special thing and someone as pure and soft as you would be protected from seeing it if he was to marry someone else. But he had decided it was going to be you the bled with him on the alter. Ari would admit the process was strange, but after a Levinson did it they had their partners eternal love. He wasn't sure how it worked but he knew he'd find out soon.

Air let out a yawn, stretching and contorting his muscles until delicious pops and cracks echoed along his body. He smiled lazily looking up at the ceiling, he turned to you. Yet you weren't there. Panic immediately flooded his veins and he shot up, his eyes darting around looking for you. He was just about to climb out of bed and tear every door open when suddenly the door to the room opened.

And there you were. Dressed in your short night gown that Ari had specifically chosen because he thought it made you look magnificent. The way it gently hugged your hips and allowed for him to see the outline of your pebbled nipples the brushed against the dress, was truly a dream for him. He stared, absorbing you in and how angelic you seemed.

You smiled softly at him, holding a tray in your small arms. "Morning bear." A smile broke out on Ari's face, changing his demeanour from a lustful god to a loving man. It was quite the change but it made you feel safe. "Good morning bunny. What is this you have?" You giggled and walked over to his form which was half tucked under the bed sheets. You placed the tray down over his lap and anxiously said, "I made you breakfast in bed. I thought it would make your day even better to start with some good food and a smile."

He reached a hand out to your cheeks. You felt his calloused hand slide against your cheek and settle before he pulled you in for a kiss. Savouring every little thing you did from the small gasp that he swallowed up to the way your skin prickled at his touch. He was truly enamoured with every little thing you did. He pulled away and smiled up at you, brushing a strand of hair away and engraving this moment in his mind so he can forever reflect on the love that lingering everywhere.

Ari was surprised when he started waking up every day to breakfast in bed. He felt his heart swell at how you were slowly taking to the part of being his little wife. Everything about you was perfect to be his wife from how obedient you were if he simply told a lie to the chores you completed with the utmost efficiency. He truly had heart eyes every morning you came in with your little tray filled with his huge breakfast and placed it gently on his lap, placing a soft kiss on his beard cheeks.

Lord knows his patience was running so incredibly thin, he wasn't sure how long he could wait for you to bare his name. It was driving him insane seeing you wandering around his house in your short sundresses dusting his house all while not bearing his last name. He knew that he had to have his fill of you soon and it came much sooner than he expected.

Ari had come home after another troublesome day of surveying the town and his position of CEO at the city. He was dealing with so much stress but the second he'd taken his shoes off, peace eased over his body. Weighing on him like a familiar blanket that smelt of you. He slowly walked to the kitchen and stared at the truly magnificent sight before him.

You were dressed in one of his shirts that drowned you, matched with cute fluffy socks. He watched you cooking his dinner and his heart swelled. He headed over to you and wrapped his large arms around you, you turned your head and pecked his lips. A smile bloomed on both your faces, allowing the domestic atmosphere to settle in your veins. Ari squeezed you tighter and you giggled, making his heart speed up.

"My little wife, you truly warm my heart up, I am so lucky to have you in my life. And may I just say you look absolutely perfect in my shirt, you should wear them more often." He pinched your ass after speaking and you squeaked and jumped at feeling his large hands on you.

"Sit down, pretty please so then I can bring you dinner and everything." You stared up at him with puppy dog eyes and he pecked your forehead and then leaned down for a kiss. He pulled away slowly smirking when he saw you lean forward for more of his kiss. "Alright bunny, I'll wait for you to bring me dinner."

Dinner was positively amazing, you were a perfect little cook for him. He devoured every last bite and smiled at you the whole duration. God he could get high off the love he had for you. Some may say it was fast paced but he did not care. This love was destiny, he needed you, always had and most definitely always will. If anyone tried to deny that fact they would meet a grizzly end.

"I must admit bunny, I am desperate for dessert." You turned to stare at him while you put the dishes in his dish washer. Your grin peaked and you headed to the side and pulled out the dessert you had made, presenting it to Ari so proudly. You were so proud of your cooking always had been and now that you had a husband, you were going to make sure to feed him proper.

Ari's eyebrows drew together and he stared up at you until he remembered your purity and innocence. God he hated it sometimes, but the power he felt over outweighed the hatred. He chuckled and watched as your eyes scanned over him. He took the dessert from your hands and placed it on the table, drinking you in. He licked his lips, and stood to his full height. He stared down at your intimated form and caged you against the kitchen counter.

"Wrong dessert bunny." He watched as your eyes filled with tears, but he quicky reassured you with his words what he was craving.

"You see bunny, your cooking is phenomenal but I don't think the dessert you made is even as sweet as the thing I'm thinking about." You fluttered your eyelashes confused, what could he possibly want that was sweeter than what you made.

Your brain was quickly wiped clean of your doubts when Ari picked you up and walked to the bedroom where he threw you on the bed and walked towards you like a predator.

"What I want bunny, only you have. Only you can make. And I have no doubt in my mind that it is positively sickeningly sweet. And I am gonna devour every single drop." Ari then pounced on you, reaching up underneath the shirt you were wearing, and grabbing the hip part on your parties. He smirked at you and then began pulling them down admiring the cute blue lace. You let out a squeak but you were quickly silenced by Ari's harsh look.

When your panties were pulled off, he brought them to his face taking in a deep breath and sniffing them. He was rock hard for you. You smelt divine and he was so ready to begin devouring your cute little pussy. He glided his big hairy hands up your legs until he reached the top of your thighs. He pushed them down easily fighting your attempts to close them.

Your cute little pussy was exposed to him and he thought he was seeing heaven. You were already so wet, and he could tell you were so tight. He had to hold himself back from going balls deep in your at that second. Instead he blew cold air at you wet cunt watching as you wiggled and twitched over the strange feeling.

"God I'm so fucking hungry baby, are you ready for daddy to devour your little cunt? Daddy's gonna feast on your sweet sweet juice and get fucking drunk off it." Before you could utter a remark about what he meant, he was driving towards your pussy. He licked a long line from your tight drippy hole all the way up to your little button. He groaned when you let out a whine over feeling his tongue on your pussy.

"First taste and I'm already addicted. This is the nectar of the Gods bunny. This is what men go to war over." And with those words echoing around the room he spat on your cunt watching his spit dribble down your pussy before he latched onto your clit. Sucking and swirling his tongue around your little button trying to get as much of your wetness in his mouth as possible. He listened to your symphony of moans and he hummed, the sound vibrating on your button sending you into over drive and bucking your hips.

Ari then entered your tiny pussy with one of his fast fingers, going in and out before bringing his second finger in. He scissored his long, fat fingers in you and he felt that spot and continued to brutalise it with his fingers. He pulled away from your clit and began licking and kissing it, listening to you and your begging. Your small hands reached down and knitted themselves in Ari's hair. He snaked his other hand up the shirt you were wearing until he reached your breasts and began flicking and pinching your nipples.

You pushed him closer to your wanton pussy, begging for more of the pleasure the seemingly only he could bestow on you. You began humping his face, trying to get as much stimulation as possible. Ari smirked before going back to loving your wet right cunt. He squeezed your breast and groaned, allowing dirty words to fall out of his mouth while he was soaking in each bit of your sweet juices.

You bucked your hips feeling yourself climax against Ari, and all of a sudden the butterflies that were burning in your stomach dropped and you came. Soaking Ari's long fingers and his mouth. Ari slowly pulled his hand out from under your shirt and then slowly pulled his fingers out of your pussy. You watched him, breathing deeply from your climax, take his fingers in his mouth and licked his fingers clean from your wetness.

His beard shined from your juices and you blushed. He smirked and cleaned you up before he pulled out a new pair of panties for you. He leaned down to kiss you and you kissed back, immediately tasting the tang of yourself on his tongue. He pulled away and stared at you. "I was right that was the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. That pussy is mine now. I spat on it, it belongs to me."

You giggled before your remembered what he said, "What did you mean by what you said?" He looked at you, his attention on you and you only, "What do you mean bunny?" You furrowed your brows when Ari brought his hand up and smoothed the furrow away and smiled at you. You blushed while speaking, "Well you said my um, my juice was Nectar of the Gods. What does that mean?"

A deep chuckle bounced around the room, "You'll find out soon, bunny. I promise." He then scooped you up onto his chest and cuddled you. You smiled and headed to sleep feeling safe and protected in his arms and considerably more relaxed after cumming.

#ari levinson x reader #ari levison x reader #dark ari levinson x reader #dark ari levinson #ari levinson #ari levinson x woc #ari levinson x female reader #ari levinson x innocent!reader #ari levinson x y/n #ari levinson x plus size reader #ari levinson x black!reader #ari levinson dark #a.levinson

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joannaliceevans-fanficblog · 2 years ago

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The One That Got Away: Part. One

A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry this one took a while to get going. I was stuck for a while, trying to get it going. But here it is! I hope eveyone is having a blessed morning!

Characters: (Past) Mob Lloyd Hansen x Reader, (Now) Mob Ari Levinson x Reader, Mob Lloyd Hansen x Maria Cantoni (OC)

Before I shut up, I just wanted to thank these beautiful ladies and for helping me beta this chapter! @adulting-sucks @hollybee8917 and @princessofdarkwinter

Love you guys!

Also, the only warning in her is SMUT!

Two Years Later

Lloyd Hansen lay in his study after a long day of work dealing with the many clubs he owned. His wife had called him and texted asking when he would come home. He usually gives her a vague answer or doesn’t reply at all, and he hopes she takes the hint, which she does.

He felt terrible for not giving her the attention she craved, but he married her on his father’s orders. She was a lovely pretty lady that every man would want to marry, a train to housewife by her family. But she lacked something that he couldn’t pinpoint. Intimacy was non-existent; the only time that id with her was on their wedding night when both families made sure to have people guarding outside to make sure it happened. She had tried many times after, but Lloyd always made excuses to avoid it.

The day you left him two years ago broke him completely. He knew he broke the promise he had made you, the promise of the world, and always be yours forever, and here he is now with another woman he called wife that is not you.

Maria Cantoni was her name, the daughter of his late father’s best friend. It was written and agreed upon that they would get married when they reached their age. In the beginning, Lloyd didn’t like her, and she didn’t like him. It went on for years till one day, things changed, and she began to have a different personality from him. During that time, he met you, and his life was changed.

But of course, here he was now, husband to Maria. There were times he had tried to be a faithful husband and, of course, tried to accept his fate. He occasionally comes home with flowers or some small gift for her. If he remembers a good morning and good night kiss. But it never settled with him because he always hoped it would be you.

His thought shifted and was now filled with you. God, he missed you. You could handle his short temper, impulsive nature, anger problems, etc. You had your way of controlling him, and he liked it cause you kept him grounded. Of course, the argument would get heated, and you both would never give in but he always would be the one that gives in at the end and of course, the angry makeup sex was the best.

He heard a knock interrupting his thoughts. Anger came on when the door opened, only to see his wife, Maria.

“Lloyd, you’re home-“

“I thought I told you no one is allowed in here!” Lloyd yelled, getting up from the couch.

“I’m sorry, but you haven’t replied to my calls-“

“Get out!” Lloyd yelled. Maria’s eyes started to water, but he didn’t care for some reason.

“DIDN’T I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?! GET OUT NOW!” Lloyd yelled once more. Maria slammed the door and ran; Lloyd felt no remorse for making her cry.

Beep

Your alarm went off. You moaned, rolling over onto your back. Rubbing your eyes, you felt a pair of warm solid arms against you. You smiled and turned to face him, his thick beard, long dark brown hair, and blue eyes. He smiled, and your heart melted.

“Morning, beautiful.” His rich baritone came. You placed your hand on his cheek and reached over to place a morning kiss on his plump and very kissable lips. Pulling away, Ari placed his forehead against yours.

You lay in the arms of your best friend. Since Lloyd had broken your heart, you never thought you’d find someone else. You didn’t know that you would be here in this place OR that you and your best friend decided to explore more than just friendship.

Ari had been there for you. He told you that he would be there for you since you unexpectedly showed up at his house. What you didn’t expect was to fall for him.

One night, you found Ari in the backyard after putting little Penny to bed; one thing led to another, and here you were. The only difference, though, is that you now wore a ring. A ring that was not from the man you thought it would be from. When Ari asked you about your life with Lloyd one night, you told him that you had moved on and that it was the past. That allowed Ari to fill the cracks Lloyd had left.

Before anything could happen, your phone rang, and you sighed. You reach over to see a message. You clicked on it, and you sat up immediately.

“It’s from Carrie, the nurse at Mass Gen Children's Hospital,” you said. Ari sat up and raised his eyebrow.

“Is everything all right?” Ari asked as you continued reading the message.

“We need to head to the hospital as soon as possible. She’s heading into chemo and crying,” you said, throwing your phone back onto the bed as you got up.

“Y/N-“

“I knew I should have stayed, but Carrie told-“

“Y/N, Penny is in good hands; mark my word,” Ari said, knowing how powerful he was.

You paused and turned around to see Ari getting out of bed in only his jammie pants. As much as you loved that Ari was built like a Greek God, you had to get to the hospital. Ari looked at you and laughed as he walked past you into the bathroom.

“The bathroom is open!” Ari yelled.

You bit your bottom lip and went inside, closing the door behind you. You saw something that always made your ovaries explode: your man, walking into your rather large shower, built muscle, and his ass screaming for you to squeeze it; his tattoos always made you drool.

He placed his large, strong hands against your cheeks as his thumbs rubbed against your soft skin. You began to undress and walked into the steamy shower. You closed the door behind you and were immediately thrown against the cold tiles.

“God, I love you so much,” Ari said, crushing his lips against yours. You moaned against his mouth as his tongue forced its way into yours as your hands traveled down his delicious torso to his hardening cock. You wrapped your tiny hands around his thick length and began to stroke him.

Ari pulled his kiss away from your lips as he traveled down your neck and hit your spot. You let out a small, light moan as he sucked your skin on your favorite spot. He went down to your breasts as he took one nipple in his mouth, the other groped with his free hand. His tongue swirled around your hardening nub, causing you to scream in pleasure as he bit down, making your head go back.

You let go of his cock as you looked up at Ari, his piercing blue eyes filled with lust. Licking your lips, you kneeled before him, his cock strained in front of you. You started at the bottom of his shaft and licked your way up to his spongy head. You swallowed him whole as Ari let out a primal growl, his hands wrapped around your head. You sucked, slurped, and went in deep, his tip hitting the back of your throat.

“Fuck baby-“ Ari moaned as he leaned his head back. You pulled away, and Ari helped you back onto your feet. He kissed you once more and then turned you around, your hands on the wall, as he spread your legs apart. His fingers brushed against your spine, making you shiver. He held his heavy cock in his hands and ran it against your dripping pussy. You let out a loud hiss as he entered you, his length stretching you as he filled your hole. His hands gripped your shoulders as he began to thrust into you, enjoying the warmth of the shower as you both rode out your endings.

You arrived at the hospital alone as your driver pulled up, sad that Ari had to be in the office, but he would meet you later. You got out as Sammy followed you, along with Curtis, as you walked into the Oncology Department of Mass Gen Children’s Hospital. You had her favorite Pooh Bear and her favorite blankie in your hands. Waving to the staff, you paused for a second in front of the last door before you opened it. You saw her nurse Carrie, reading to her while she sat on her bed. Carrie looked up and smiled, causing your daughter to turn, her big bright smile coming through.

“Mama!” she said with joy, despite all that had happened to her. You felt your heart break but put on a brave face for your little girl.

“Hi, Penny Bear!” you said as you walked towards her, her Pooh Bear in front of you. Her hazel eyes glowed, and she clapped her hands.

“Poo Bear!” she said happily as you bent down and kissed her forehead.

“Were there any changes today before I came?” you asked, sitting next to Penny, who laid her head next to you. You hoped that it was good news today, but by the look on Carrie’s face, it wasn’t good.

“Unfortunately, it hasn’t changed, but we are still looking for a donor for her,” Carrie said.

“And I’m grateful for that,” you said sadly as Carrie got up and placed her hand on top of hers.

“I’ll be outside if you need anything,” she said as she made her way out the door. Once the door closed, you looked down at your daughter, thoughts of Lloyd in your mind. It had been years since you’d last thought about him. You’d moved on, but your daughter had his blood; sometimes, you were tempted to call him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to make that call.

He broke your heart and promises, and nothing can patch that wound up. Even when you love another man, you know that scar is still there.

He was married to another woman, but you couldn’t contact him because you were now tied to Ari, and the Hansen Family and Levinson Families were enemies

#mob lloyd hansen x reader #mob lloyd hansen x female reader #mob lloyd handsen #mob ari levinson #mob ari levinson x reader #mob ari levinson x female reader #chris evans character fanfiction #lloyd hansen smut

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wintersoldierslover · 2 years ago

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my fic recs masterlist

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Bucky Barnes:

all bucky barnes

headcanon - blurb - one-shot - series - two-parter

40s - The Winter Soldier - Avenger - TFATWS

dbf!bucky - brother’s bff - bff’s brother

neighbour - housewife reader

lumberjack - firefighter - bodyguard

priest bucky - college

football player - hockey player - boxer

professor - teacher - librarian/bookshop

coffee shop - soulmate - royal

other AUs - taboo

moodboard - deactivated:(

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Stranger Things characters:

all eddie munson - all steve harrington

eddie and steve (x reader)

billy hargrove - jason carver - mike wheeler

dmitri enzo antonov - jim hopper

robin buckley - nancy wheeler

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Outer Banks Characters:

all Rafe Cameron

all JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron and JJ Maybank (x reader)

Pope Heyward - Topper Thorton

John B. - Sarah Cameron

Kiara Carrera

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Marvel characters:

Wanda Maximoff - Kate Bishop

Natasha Romanoff - Yelena Belova

Peter Parker - Pietro Maximoff

Steve Rogers - Stephen Strange

Frank Castle - Matt Murdock

Moon knight - Steven Grant

Joaqín Torres - Clint Barton

Loki Laufeyson - Druig

Eddie Brock - Miles Morales

Miguel O’hara - Hobie Brown

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Harry Potter characters:

Sirius Black - Remus Lupin

James Potter - Poly!Marauders

Lily potter - Cedric Diggory

George Weasley - Fred Weasley

Severus Snape - Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

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Avatar (James Cameron) charachters:

neteyam - aonung - lo’ak

rotxo - kiri - spider

jake sully - neytiri - tsu’tey

tonowari - ronal - colonel quaritch

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Top Gun chracters:

Fanboy - Hangman - Rooster - Bob

Iceman

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Wednesday characters:

Xavier Thorpe - Ajax Petropolus

Wednesday Addams - Divina

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Bridgerton characters:

Anthony Bridgerton - Benedict Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton

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Criminal Minds characters:

Spencer Reid - Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

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The Last of Us characters:

Joel Miller - Ellie Williams

Abby Anderson

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The Devil All The Time characters:

Tommy Matson - Lee Bodecker

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Uncharted characters:

Nate Drake - Sam Drake

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Euphoria characters:

Elliot (Euphoria) - Fezco

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On My Block characters:

Mario Martinez - Oscar Diaz

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Modern Family characters:

Luke Dunphy - Alex Dunphy

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Ted Lasso:

Roy Kent - Jamie Tartt

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NHL players:

Matthew Ktachuk - Trevor Zegras

Nolan Patrick - Tyler Seguin

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Actors:

Sebastian Stan - Joseph Quinn

Jamie Campbell Bower - Danny Ramirez

Drew Starkey - Rudy Pankow

Ben Hardy - Bella Ramsey

Jenna Ortega

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Miscellaneous characters:

Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz - Marcus Baker

Rodrick Heffley - Hunter Sylvester

Lloyd Hansen - Ari Levinson

Nick Fowler - Tangerine

Rhett Abbott - Hayden ‘Harvard Hottie’

Colin (Not Okay) - Min Ho (Xo, Kitty)

Ash (No Exit) - James Maguire (Derry Girls)

Jake Peralta - Nick Miller - Brian O’conner

Anakin Skywalker - Bruno Madrigal

Tadashi Hamada - Kakashi Hatake

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Miscellaneous real people:

Billie Eilish - AEW Hook

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*Updated whenever there’s a new character <3

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the-queen-of-hell-666 · 2 years ago

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2022 Kinktober Masterlist

Here is my Kinktober masterlist and what I have planned for you all, my wonderful amazing readers! I hope you like the thigh clenching, panty soaking, jean tightening thrill of smut! I hope you enjoy!

Banners by: @vase-of-lilies

Key: Fluff; 🌙 // Angst; 👿 // Smut; 🔥 // Dark; 🕸️

Day 1: Massage: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Masseuse!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 2: Biting/Marking: Eddie Munson x Slight!Possessive!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 3: Public Sex: Dark!Lee Bodecker x Dark!Fem!Reader 🔥👿🕸️

Day 4: Degrading: Mr. Freezy(Robert Pronge) x Bratty!Fem!Reader 🔥

Day 5: Knife Play: Ghostface!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader 🔥🕸️👿

Day 6: Omegaverse: Alpha!Wolf Hybrid!Ransom Drysdale x Omega!Human!Fem!Reader 🔥🌙

Day 7: Panty Kink: Perv!Eddie Munson x Bestfriend!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 8: Skirts: 40s!Bucky Barnes x Showgirl!Fem!Reader 🔥🌙

Day 9: Size Kink: Beefy!Ari Levison x Petite!Fem!Reader 🔥🌙

Day 10: Blood Kink: Dark!Steve Kemp x Innocent!Fem!Reader 🔥🕸️

Day 11: Monster Fucking: Loki Laufeyson x Witch!Fem!Reader 🔥🌙

Day 12: Anal: Dark!Mr. Freezy(Robert Pronge) x Fem!Reader 🔥🕸️👿

Day 13: Choking: Sub!Thor Odinson x Dom!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 14: Phone Sex: Nomad!Steve Rogers x Needy!Fem!Reader 🔥

Day 15: Body Shots: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 16: Fucking Machine: Sub!Ransom Drysdale x Soft!Dom!Fem!Reader 🔥👿🌙

Day 17: Threesome: Steddie x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 18: Cuckolding: Lloyd Hansen x Married!Fem!Reader 🔥👿

Day 19: Bondage: Soft!Dom!Wanda Maximoff x Sub!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 20: Scent Kink: Rockstar!Perv!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 21: Mommy Kink: Dom!Natasha Romanov x Sub!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 22: Dacryphilia: Rockstar!Soft!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 23: Morning Sex: Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 24: Housewife Kink: Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Dark!Wife!Fem!Reader 🔥👿🕸️

Day 25: Praise Kink: Jake Jensen x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 26: Knotting: Alpha!Andy Barber x Omega!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 27: Breeding Kink: Slight!Feral!Ari Levison x Wife!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 28: Thigh Fucking: Eddie Munson x Plus-Sized!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 29: Body Worship: Soft!Wanda Maximoff x Insecure!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥👿

Day 30: Daddy Kink: Bucky Barnes x Jealous!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥👿

Day 31: Age Difference: Uni-Student!Bucky Barnes x Professor!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

#kinktober #2022 kinktober #fanfic #fandom #fanfiction

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howdoyousleep3 · 2 years ago

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Welcome to my Kinktober 2022 Masterlist! Each day will be shared in a post, linked here, and then this post itself will be shared. The hashtag for all things Kinktober is "howdoyousleep kinktober 2022". Please read all included tags and author's notes to make the best responsible reader decision. As per usual, all stories are to be read by readers 18+ only. Stay spooky and enjoy, besties! 🖤

🐍 day 1 // Daddy Kink // Daddy Steve x Baby Bucky // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🎃 day 2 // Authority Kink // Senator Rogers x Intern Bucky ft. Maddie's Jockverse // read here on Tumblr Part 1 Part 2 // read here on Ao3 // see teaser here

👻 day 3 // Uniform Kink // Pre-War Stucky // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

😈 day 4 // Angry Sex // Mafia Daddy Steve x Female Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🐈‍⬛ day 5 // Quickie // 3-Day Weekend Daddy (3DWD) x Bunny Baby // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

😱 day 6 // Getting Caught // Senator Rogers x Intern Barnes // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

⚰️ day 7 // Drunk // Steve Kemp x Female Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

💀 day 8 // Age Difference // Sub Baby Bucky Barnes x Daddy Dom Steve Rogers // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🦇 day 9 // Dirty Talk // Steve Rogers x Female Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

👽 day 10 // Mouth // Bucky Barnes x Female Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🔮 day 11 // Housewife Roleplay // Senator Rogers x Intern Barnes // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

💚 day 12 // Omegaverse // Omega Steve Rogers x Alpha Bucky Barnes // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🧛 day 13 // Coming Untouched // Shrunkyclunks (Captain America Steve Rogers/Modern Bucky Barnes) // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🧟 day 14 // Skirt // Trans Bucky Barnes x Biker Daddy Steve Rogers // read here on Tumblr // read here on A03

🪲 day 15 // Mommy Kink // Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

👸 day 16 // Orgasm Denial // Senator Natasha Romanoff x Female Intern Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🕸 day 17 // Alley // Punk Steve Rogers x Rocker Bucky Barnes // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🧞‍♀️ day 18 // Morning Sex // Best Friend's Dad Andy Barber x Male Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🍬 day 19 // Wet Dream // 3-Day Weekend Daddy (3DWD) x Bunny Baby // read here on Tumblr // read here on A03

🛸 day 20 // Role Reversal // Daddy James x Stevie Baby // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

💜 day 21 // Comemarking // Omega Gender Neutral Reader x Alpha Steve Rogers // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🌕 day 22 // Hands // Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend's Dad Steve Rogers // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🗡 day 23 // Breeding Kink // Ari Levinson x Female Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🩸 day 24 // Erotic Letters // Camboy Bucky Barnes x Pornstar Steve Rogers // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

⚱️ day 25 // Missionary // "Smol" Steve Rogers x "Bear" Bucky Barnes // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🧚‍ day 26 // Overstimulation // Chris Evans x Sebastian Stan (Evanstan) // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🦄 day 27 // Innocence // Succubus Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🦉 day 28 // Threesome // Daddy Steve x Baby Bucky x Male Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

👹 day 29 // Car Sex // Stepdad Andy Barber x Female Reader // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

🥸 day 30 // Sex with a Stranger // Shrunkyclunks (Captain America Steve Rogers/Modern Bucky Barnes) // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

☠️ day 31 // Aftercare // Daddy Steve x Baby Bucky // read here on Tumblr // read here on Ao3

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misguidedasgardian · 3 years ago

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Ari (part 2)

Ari & Sunshine

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Dark!Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader

Summary: You underestimate how much your boyfriend wants to have a family with you, and that mistake will cost you greatly

Warnings: Dark!Ari, smut, Dub-con, discussions about periods, blood and contraceptives, throwing up, overstimulation (watch out for that ´stache), oral sex (f reciving), non-con, violence, vaginal bleeding, kidnapping, mentions of involuntary imprisonment and cannibalism, all dark themes here. + a special guest

+18 MINORS DNI

SPOILERS…

reader in this chapter does not have any eating disorders, she is just so distressed and nervous and scared she is just nauseous

Not betaed, I was so excited to post this is probably riddled with mistakes

Wordcount: 5.3 k

The next time Ari came down to see you he found you curled up in the corner, the door made a loud noise so your eyes were on him, no way you would miss somebody coming in

“Hello Sunshine” he greeted with a soft smile, he had brought a tray with him, “I brought you breakfast, your favorite, pancakes”

“Ari, it’s been a week, would you let me out now?” you asked, standing from your plain sight hiding, walking towards him

“Honey, you know I can’t do that” he muttered with a smile, “You would just run away from me again, you’ll give up on us” you finally reach him on the small table right in the open kitchen, he was setting everything up. Even though you had a functioning kitchen right in your “apartment” he wouldn’t let you cook anything… yet

“Would you blame me?” you asked, he only smiled

“You know I don’t like to talk about this” he said firmly, “Now sit and eat” he demanded, pointing at the seat right in front of him. You did as he pleased, you needed to learn to pick your battles, and fighting him constantly would only lead to your deterioration. You picked up the plastic fork he would give you to eat your meals and sank it into the spongy circle. The sight of syrup made you physically ill, but also did the idea of eating them without anything so you just bathed them in the golden substance.

“So, did you stop bleeding?” he asked casually, you just looked at him in anger. He obviously took your pills, which caused you to go into an early period, 5 days ago.

You couldn't believe you were so blind. Now that he revealed his true intentions, it all seemed so clear, and how you stupidly missed all the flags. How the fuck you were suposed to think that your boyfriend encouraging you to go to the GYN would be a neon red flag? You only thought he was caring as a boyfriend encouraging you to take that PAP test. Gynecology was a serious issue, and contraceptive pills could be very bad for you, so it made sense. He was older, so he knew better

Now you know he was only… making sure that your “oven” worked, sneaky bastard.

Ari calling your name pulled you out of you thoughts

“Did you?” you nodded with a meek yes, “Good” he couldn’t hide his smile behind the coffee he took a sip of, “So we can start with the fun part”

“Ari…” you mumbled, “This isn’t too late, you can let me go…” he only shook his had and chuckled with a wicked grin

“You don’t understand yet, do you?” he asked, mocking you

“What do you want from me Ari?” you asked firmly

“I’m going to knock you up, you are going to give me as many babies as I please, and you are going to be my pretty little housewife” he said, both his hands on the table and a look so intimidating you just wanted to submit only for him to show himself kinder to you

“Why me?” you whispered

“Because I love you sweetheart” he said, smiling gently now, relaxing you, “Since the first time I saw you in that supermarket, I knew you were the one for me” you looked down to the table, where your half eaten pancake laid there, “Let’s start with one baby,” your eyes filled with tears but you pulled through it and continued eating, barely chewing and just swallowing, not being able to feel the flavor. bites of the sugary treat started feeling salty as your tears mingled and fell inside your mouth, poisoning your heart with sorrow.

“C’mon baby” Ari said softly, leaning above the small table and cleaning your cheeks with his thumb, “You love me too” you just nodded because you did, you were one week shy of celebrating your one year anniversary, and you did love him. That was before he became an unhinged kidnapper with a breeding kink.

You did like it when he gave you those delicious creampies. Ari does have a… copious amount and you were lying if you didn’t say you didn’t enjoy the feeling of his cum dripping out of you even before he spend the best part of an hour trying to fuck it back into you, but it was so much you’ll always end up dripping

“I’ll take these plates upstairs,” you didn’t even realize you had finished your breakfast when Ari appeared right in your peripheral and lifted the plate from the table. It was only when the door locked that you felt incredibly nauseous. You ran to the bathroom and puked all the breakfast you had just consumed. You felt awfully bad, your chest was constricting, your head hurt, and you felt disgusted. You managed to flush the toilet and clean yourself the second before you heard the door again, and you knew what Ari wanted.

You came out of the bathroom after washing your teeth and he immediately found you with his shiny eyes and that beautiful smile of his… He was truly the devil in disguise, a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“Ready to make a baby, Sunshine?” he purred, meeting halfway towards the bed. He put his arms around you. Leading you to the bed where he laid you gently

“Ari” you begged meekly, “Don't make me do this” it was a feeble attempt for him to let you go and as you expected, he paid you no mind as he grabbed one of the big decorative cushions on the bed and put it under you, rising your hips, and the same time he grabbed the hem of your pants and removed them. He was moving gently, slowly, and with that loving look in his eyes that you recognize from… before

He undressed you and took his time, savoring the moment, you did nothing but caress his arms and face, trying to keep him gentle like that. He placed his big hand on your flected knees and made you part your legs, revealing your pussy to him. You had to admit, you were wet. Ari was so gorgeous, his body so thick and ripped with muscles.And his thick cock had made you feel pleasure you had never felt before, and probably, would never feel again in other hands

He kissed you deeply before he started coming down your body, jaw, neck, collarbone, chest, passing by your tits and coming down your stomach before he finally reached your sex. You couldn’t help but moan when he started devouring you. It was filthy the noises he made, squelching noises when he also used his fingers on you. Finding that spot that made your eyes turn to the back of your head while one of your hands grabbed him by his thick hair and made him go deeper inside your pussy.

You cummed all over his face with filthy moans and your twisting body and shaky legs.

Ari released you licking his lips and looking at you hungrily

“Fuck I love you” he purred. His thick cock twitching and asking for attention, he leaned over you again, kissing you roughly. You could taste yourself on his tongue, and that only turned you on even more. It wasn’t long before you felt his mushroom-like tip prodding at your entrance, teasingly caressing your folds and getting coated in your juices. You moved your hips tesingly, rising the friction, pelading him to fuck you

“Beg me for it” he tried, one of his hands encasing your jaw to make you look at his hungry eyes

“Ari please” you begged

“What?” he tempted

“Fuck me” you moaned, like a pornstar would, “please, put your fat cock into me” you begged. He smiled and kissed you, only to leave your lips with a trial of saliva still joining you. He wanted to look at your face while he started penetrating you. His length opening you up for him. It had always been a stretch, a burn but it quickly turned into pleasure. nd this time wasn’t this exception

He started a sensual tempo, slowly but sensual, coming in and out of you at a maddening pace. His forehead was against yours and his eyes anchored on your face. You couldn't help but stare back as you moaned wantonly, feeling inside your tight walls very vein, ridge and drag of his cock

“Fuck Sunshine” he purred, his hand rested on your face. He was truly making love to you, passionately. You felt so good you were going to pass out, you felt like you were flying, but grounded, trapped in his arms. For a second you forgot everything and really focused on him, on the man you loved.

It wasn’t long enough until you were cumming your legs around his waist trying to take him deeper inside you, your arms around his shoulders. When he felt you tightening around him he increased his pace, becoming a wild fucking that only pushed you over the edge, making you cum so hard you lmsot lost it. And he kept his pace kissing you, and then nipping at your neck. His strong arm kept him from crushing you, the veins and muscle twitching with the strength of his movements, making you gasp at his show of pure force. His grunts becoming louder and his movements more sloppily, indicating you he was close to cumming. and he did, he hold you tight, his hand traveling to your hips to make you stay still as he stilled inside you, releasing his seed inside you, making you whimper, feeling so wrong but so good.

“We cannot let anything go to waste uh?” he muttered, kissing you while keeping still, buried to the hilt inside you. He kissed you all over your face while he waited, and you for a moment let yourself go and enjoyed being with him, even though you knew it was very wrong

“See?” he breathed out in your ear, “How good it can be?” you stood still under him, so the only thing you could do was nod. You had lost yourself in that deep pleasure only he could give you

And after all of that… you realized one thing

You need to get out of here

It didn't take you long to come up with a plan… The door had a keypad, so you needed to make sure he would leave it open for you to escape… so you needed to create a distraction, so he would come in, and leave the door open for long enough until you could distract him and make a run for it

It was a simple plan, you would pretend you were injured, screamed and whining on the floor, folded over yourself… hiding a pipe you ripped from under the sink, and when Ari came rushing to help you, you would punch him so hard in the head it will give you the minutes you needed to scape

And it would have gone without a hitch… if it weren't for…the size and strength of your 6´6 and 300 pound boyfriend

“(Y/N)!” Ari yelled your name when as soon as he entered the room he saw you kneeling hugging your stomach near the bed… you had splattered strawberry marmalade on the floor so in first sight it´ll look like blood

He kneeled by your side trying to “help you” and in a sole second, your hand grabbed under the bed the metal bar, and you swing it with all your strength over Ari´s head

But he didn’t fell unconscious like you intended, he grunted, falling on his side grabbing his head, and you didn’t need anymore to ran towards the door, which he did leave open

He yelled behind you like a war crime, and you knew you had to pull it off or you were going to regret it. So you passed the first door, discovering that it was hidden behind an old cabinet, the same one you saw that day when you were snooping around the basement…. so it was hidden all this time

You couldn't manage to close the door, it was big and heavy, so you ran again, going up the stairs… But you found another door, which when you tried to turn the door knob, it didn't open, it was closed too. you started crying at that point… when you couldn¿t open the door so you heard too late Ari coming for you over the sounds of your cries and wails.

He grabbed you roughly, jerked you off the stairs and dragged you through the basement and through the door again. He threw you roughly to the floor, knocking all the air from your lungs while he closed the heavy door with a loud “CLANK”

“This is what happens when I’m nice to you!” he yelled and you thought he had never yelled at you in that way. He was enraged and unhinged when he grabbed you from the neck, pulled you to your feet and threw you to the bed, so rough you almost bounced out off the mattress, but you didn’t get to since he was on top of you in a second. He grabbed your arms roughly to prevent you from squirming, but you didn’t stop moving, trying to kick him

He turned you, making your face sunk into the mattress, his weight over you. He ripped your cotton shirt and your leggings, leaving you naked under him

“Ari please, you are scaring me!” you screamed, but he wouldn’t hear any of it. Ari was conscious of how big he was so he was very careful to prepare you properly for him. But not this time. He sunk himself into you, splitting you open. You squealed under him, tears falling down on the mattress. You were uncomfortable dry and he didn’t mind as he ripped you open for him, burying himself to the hilt within you. It burn and it hurt, but moving more udner him only made it worse, so you stood stil and let him fuck you.

His hips snapped against your threatening to break them, the burn inside your abused walls make you whimper and cry, you were feeling like you were getting stabbed in your insides. he grabbed you by the back of your neck, silencing your sobs on the sheets, while his other hand could break your hip, were he had a tight grip on you to kep you still.

“I didn’t” thrust, “Want”, thrust, “To do this”, he grunted as he stilled inside you, “But you had to try to escape didn’t you?” his thick cock inside you felt like it was made of hot alva, the tip of him was kissing your cervix in an uncomfortable way. “You are fucking mine” he gruned, retrieving himself and then starting his sway all over again. But at some point, it stop hurting, you stopped feeling and you thought you lost consciousness because of the crying and the fact he was pushing your head against the bed so hard you had trouble breathing

But everything came back to you once he stopped. He came out of you, and turned you, so you could finally breathe and see him, his face twisted in rage and anger. He grabbed your trembling legs and made you hug his waist with him, now grabbing you by your hips and impaling you on his thick length again, Making you cry even louder.

He started thrusting into you like an enraged animal. He grew tired of your crying, and his hand gripped your throat with an iron grip. Your hands tried to pry him off of you, clawing at his wrist, but he was immovable. You couldn’t breathe

“Oh fuck, your pussy is gripping me so tight right now” he chuckled, and his face was so dark you barely ecognize your loving boyfriend, while he fucked you with beasteality aganist the mattres. When your sight began to tunnel and your lungs burned as much as your poor pussy, he let himself be seated again inside you and spilled his thick seed in your womb. He stood there a couple of minutes, and then he released you slowly and gently, and you could finally breathe.

He left you there, thrown in the bed and fixed his pants. And you just laid there, falling to the bed on your side, wincing when your legs closed and that made your abused pussy clench, it burned so much it made you whimper

“You better get used to the idea, wife” he spitted out, “You are fucking mine and you are going to give me a family, wether you liked it or not” you hugged yourself trying not to look at him, “And now… you are going to fucking thank me” he grunted over you, “For giving you this home, and treating you so well”

All he got was a whimper, and tears

“What do you say?” you just looked at him, refusing to speak as you hugged yourself. “I said… What the FUCK do you say?” you hid your face tucking your chin to your chest, trying to hug your legs in a fetal position. He grabbed your face by your cheeks and made you look at him. He looked into your eyes and he seemed like he didn't like what he saw. He released you and left you alone.

He didn’t visit you for the rest of the day. He left you with hunger on your belly, but you were barely conscious, so it didn’t really matter to you. Even if he served you with your favorite meals, you weren’t going to be able to take a single bite

Your chest felt so tight you could barely breathe, and a sense of desperation started clawing at your throat. You cried until nightfall. And there, naked in your bed you started to feel cold. So you managed to gather your strength. And get dressed.

You could barely walk, it still burned, you felt the ghost of Ari’s huge cock still inside you, burning your insides. You touched the juices oozing out of you, and you found Ari´s cum tainted with a pink tone… Blood… he literally ripped you

You put on a big hoodie and another pair of cotton leggings, and went back to bed, to accommodate under the covers. You found little solace. But at least it was a dreamless sleep.

You awoke with the smell of breakfast in the morning and the noises that indicated that Ari was cooking in the small kitchen. Pancakes, apparently. Which was your favorite breakfast but now it made your stomach turn.

He catches you looking at him and smiled, as if nothing had happened

“Good morning Sunshine” he said cheerfully, “I’m cooking your favorite” he continued, “And I managed to find that organic syrup you liked so much, I also brought you whipped cream and berries”

But you didn’t move. You buried yourself deeper in the bed, hiding under the covers. You felt his steps on the hardwood floor, coming for you, but you still didn’t move.

“C’mon silly girl” he invited, still being playful, he tugged at the cover until he revealed your face. Your eyes didn’t meet his, you concentrated on a point in the far wall. But you saw his hand coming to your face so you retreated, wincing and scared of his touch

“Sunshine” he called softly, like he was surprised and hurt at your reaction. You whimpered and looked to hide more under the covers. He started to uncover you, like a little child's game, he chuckled as he tried to find your face under.

But when he finally did, he looked at your face, of complete horror, and worry took a hold of his features. Your eyes were lacking their usual gleam. your mouth became a thin line.

“Sunshine” he called softly, “Good morning” he greeted, his fingers accommodating unruly hairs off your face

You didn’t answer him, only a whimper managed to form off your throat. Which felt like it was made of splintered glass. Sharp pieces prevent your voice from coming out.

You wanted to speak but the only thing you felt was Ari´s ghost hands over your neck

“Are you not feeling well?” he asked, so nicely, so politely. You’d think he was another person, and not the monster who trapped you here and yesterday raped you until you bled.

“I’m sorry for yesterday Sunshine” he caressed your face with the tip of his fingers, “But you made me so mad, you hit me, and you tried to destroy this that I’ve been working so hard to get… a home, a family, with you” but again, he got no answer. “Ok, I´ll leave you the pancakes there, ok?” he said gently, “I'll come back and check on you later,” he leaned in and kissed your head. And left

Ai kept coming back, ad found you in the same position

“Sunshine you need to eat baby” he said like he was talking to a child, sitting by your side. He took a long side and went to the kitchen to grab a plate, which he warmed in the microwave and then came back to you. And he fed you, like he would a child, and you ate from him, having no energy to fight him, not wanting to either. After he got a couple of pancakes inside of you, he helped you get out of bed

You were like a lifeless doll, he cleaned you up, and dressed you in a comfortable shirt and booty shorts. Happy with the results, he looked at you with love, fixing your hair

“Would you like to watch a movie?” he asked, and you just nodded. He guided you to sit on the couch and he by your side, he made you cuddle up next to him as he scrolls the smart TV and chose Netflix

“Would you like to see one of those romcoms you like so much?” he asked in your ear, and you nodded. “How about this one, what's your number?” you nodded again and he played it.

You watched like three movies in total, what you didn’t know then, is this was the start of a very sick rutine you and Ari followed.

He got accustomed to your voluntary muteness, and he would come down to you and help you dress, he would cook for you, (meals you often returned because of your unstable stomach), which Ari didn’t know. He would talk to you about his day on the outside, about some friend you knew he had, and how they also wanted to establish and have company, and you found yourself fearing for their future girlfriends or wives, if they were just as unhinged as Ari. He would constantly look at you with longing. Some days, when you were more responsive, he would even fuck you, gently, slowly, with care, as you were something delicate he didn’t already brake, and he would stay the night holding you, which was weird.

It's been a month, like this, in this strange routine and your silence. You were beginning to feel very sick these days, and you feared thinking you might be pregnant. You looked at the calendar Ari had in the wall to keep track of you, and you realized you were ten days late

You started crying, hugging your pillow tightly and that's how Ari found you hours later.

You were no longer crying but in a catatonic state on the bed

“Please” he murmured, his hand caressing your cheek, “Please, just… talk to me” your eyesight fell to the mattress below you, you weren’t able to fulfill his desire, you couldn’t talk to him, you couldn’t even talk to yourself outloud, everytime you tried to, a stone like feeling got trapped in your throat, alongside the feeling of Ari’s own hands around your neck. “Sunshine please” he begged his thumb wiping away the fat tears you didn’t know you were letting out again. You just closed your eyes, not being able to look at him any longer. You wanted to erase his presence from your mind

You heard him sigh

“I need you to take a pregnancy test sweety” he said gently, “You are late” you just nodded, wanted to get it over with, and Ari helped you get out of the bed and into the bathroom, were he got the test from under the sink

It was negative

So he made you took another one

and it got a negative again

“A friend is coming,” he said randomly a few days later. You looked at him in wonder, but still didn’t muttered a word, “A Doctor, I want him to check on you” you nodded, “You are not pregnant yet but you are not bleeding, which is weird,” he didn’t give you a lengthier explanation, and you erased completely from your mind this “friend” of Ari would help you in any way

Ari left and when he came back, he came with company, a tall man, with sharp steel blue eyes and dark hair combed back. He was handsome, in a more classic sort of way. But there was something uneasy about him

They brought medical equipment with them

“She lost her period, she stopped bleeding, but she is not pregnant” Ari told him, as they accommodated the equipment near the foot of the bed, where you were seated “I made her take at least 5 tests, and they all come back negative”, his friend wouldn’t keep his eyes off of you, he was analyzing you carefully. He crouch in front of you, his eyes never leaving your form

“This is a sweet girl” he purred, “She isn’t eating”

“She is, I make sure of it” Ari insisted, standing right at the side of the bed, crossing his thick arms over his chest. His friend then grabbed your right hand carefully, and he eyed your fingers, making them dance on his hand

“She is puking everything you give her” he sentenced, and you whimpered nervously

“What?” he asked, upset

“She is losing weight, Levinson” he continued, looking at the whitish marks in your thighs, “she is nervous, scared, and she is not eating, stressed, that might have affected her cycle”

“Still, I want you to take the tests we discussed” they looked at each other and the stranger nodded

“Ok then” He then stood up and retrieved from a leather bag a pair of medical gloves and even a face mask. You moved uncomfortably, you didn't want this man touching you, especially if they wanted to run “tests” on you that you can only guess where gynecology related. So you flected your arms and your hands seated on the bed, ready to pounce. Ari saw this, that you went going to make this easy for them, so he smiled

“Do you wanna know what Steve here does for a living?” Ari asked, making you relax your posture, and you were really curious, so you nodded

“I’m a doctor sweetheart” he answered, smiling shyly, you moved your lips, signaling an “Oh”

“But that’s not all he does” he pressured, “C’mon, tell her” Ari looked excited, but in a sick, ill way, it made you shiver. If he was here you knew he had to be as bad as Ari, as dark as him and a good friend. If you couldn't handle Ari alone, you stood no chance against two of them

“You want to ruin the suspense for her?” his friend then asked, his smile didn’t even trembled

“Yes I do” he encouraged

“Well then” he purred, his thumb massaging your ankle, where he had grabbed you. “I also keep sweet girls like you in my basement” You whimpered in fear, but you knew if you tried to fight him off it would be worse for you, “But like Ari here, I’m not a keeper” tears fell from your eyes, “I have more than one,” you just trembled in crippling fear, of these two deranged men

“I’m more of a traditional guy” Ari said, winking at you

“I don’t play housewife” he continued, “I have at least three girls at all times locked up in my basement”

“Tell her why,” continued Ari and he just sighed deeply, looking straight at you with his deep blue eyes, really hypnotizing

“I take parts of their bodies at a time so I can sell their meat” you had an ill need to laugh because for a fraction of a second you thought it was a sick joke. But you quickly realized it wasn’t… so you jumped in fear, trying to create space between him and you, screaming, crying

“Get away from me!” you yelled, the first time you spoke in weeks, sounded raspy, like a broken bagpipe. You crawl back on the bed until your back hits the head of the bed. Ari grabbed you by the ankles and pulled you to them both, you knew better than to try to kick him, so you stood still, still crying but calmer when the only one that was touching you was Ari

“Be good” he demanded, and you tried, you nodded, “Steve is going to examine you… now fucking stay still or I might let him take you,” so you just bit the inside of your cheek as you tried to breathe to keep calm… But couldn’t help the sobs that came out of you as you focused on a point in the ceiling. Ari undressed you, you were wearing a dress that day, so he only removed your panties, and accommodated and spread your legs

Steve looked inside you, taking samples of your uterine walls and other things you didn’t want to think about. It hurt like hell, but Ari let you squeeze his hand as hard as you could. The exams finished quickly, and soon Steve was taking out his gloves and putting the samples into containers.

Your sobs turned into quiet whimpers but you couldn’t help them. Both men ignored you while they said his goodbyes to each other.

“Well… Ari, if she doesn’t give you children or simply if you get bored, you have my number” Ari just smiled and led his friend out of the basement. He came back soon enough, to find you hugging your legs to your chest, on a fetal position in the bed. Having a sick person like that examine you without your consent was another, deeper king of violation, and it was the most horrific one

Ari sat by your side on the bed, and he caressed your head with care, “Are you going to be good?” you just nodded, “Or else, I’m giving you away to Steve, for him to chop you up and sell your meat”

“No please” you begged, throwing yourself at him, hugging him tightly, burying your face on his neck, clawing into him like he would let you go, “Please, I’ll do whatever, anything you want Ari please don’t let him take me, please!” you cried, your voice still raspy from all that time with the vow of silence. “Sir, I’ll be good” you promised, “I’ll eat, I’ll take supplements, anything you want please don’t give me to him”. You should have see the smile he drew, while he held you against his chest, and caressed your hair

He would never let Steve get you

Never

But you didn’t need to know that

“You just have to be a good wife, make me a real daddy”

“I will” you promised, “I’m sorry” he kissed your temple sloppily

“I forgive you sweety” you wouldn’t let him go, scared that if he did, he would come back with his friend, “But no more cold shoulder” you shook your head, “If you do that again I’ll tell steve to remove your vocal cords for real”

“Never, I’m sorry” you whispered, already feeling your throat hoarse

“I missed you Sunshine” he purred

Taglist! @paulxruddx @kitty1960 @inlovewithhisblueeyes @hallecarey1

#misguidedAU #misguidedau #misguidedwives #ari levinson x you #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson #dark!ari levinson

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sunshinebuckybarnes · 2 years ago

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October is here ✨ another month, another rec list. Please make sure you give these gorgeous stories and writers the love they deserve. As always, you are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ only and contain adult themes.

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Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

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Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes ✨

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Stucky x reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

Hopelessly devoted to you by @bonky-n-steeb

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pirate!bucky x pirate/siren!reader

Wrapped around him by @angrythingstarlight

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*Missing piece by @navybrat817

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Messy by @buckycuddlebuddy

exhusband!bucky barnes x reader

Power over me by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy Biker Bucky x Reader

Prized possession by @navybrat817

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Ari Levinson ✨

Ocean eyes by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Ari Levinson x Reader

Bucky Barnes & Ari Levinson ✨

Bestfriend!Bucky & bartender!Ari by @angrythingstarlight

Best Friend!Bucky x Reader, Bartender!Ari x reader

Ransom Drysdale ✨

Handpicked by @boxofbonesfic

Ransom Drysdale x reader

Steve Rogers & Ransom Drysdale ✨

*Two bosses by @labella420

Mob!Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader, Mob!Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Andy Barber ✨

The perfect man by @musingsinmoonlight

Andy Barber x female reader

Steven Grant / Marc Spector ✨

Undone by @ballerinabelova

Steven Grant x reader x Marc Spector

#fic rec #september fic recs #bucky barnes #steve rogers #ari levinson #ransom drysdale #andy barber #steven grant #marc spector

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the-iceni-bitch · 3 years ago

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Poison Paradise

Last Updated: 12/18/2022

AU Summary: It’s time for crime! This is gonna be our little dark playground: murder, mayhem, drugs, nothing is off limits in our bad boys’ AU. Takes place in the seventies in New York and New Jersey, featuring some of our favorite psychopaths and sociopaths.

AU Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, violence, dark content, occasional dead dove, murder, drug use, smoking, alcohol consumption, super toxic relationships, absolutely no minors!

Relationships:

Bobby and Kitten (Mr Freezy x hit woman!reader)

Mustang and Cherry (con artist!Ari Levinson x fence!fem reader)

Nicky and printesa/hellcat (Nick Fowler x crazy bitch!reader)

Le Grande Homme and Coquinette (Lloyd Hansen x pyromaniac/kleptomaniac/nymphomaniac fem!reader)

Hammer and Vixen and the brat (August Walker x brat!Bryce Langley x strict!lawyer fem reader)

Chopper and Siren (Curtis Everett x prostitute!fem Reader)

Blade and his Cookie (Steve Kemp x housewife!fem Reader)

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What our couples do for Valentine’s Day

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mypoisonedvine · 4 years ago

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First Chanukah Together (Night 8) | Ari Levinson x reader

summary: Ari gives you an unexpected Chanukah present

word count: 1811

warnings: smut (with some overstimulation and a very slight housewife kink?), fluff… overall just pure self-indulgence my friends

You couldn’t imagine a better way to spend an evening than cuddled up with Ari on the couch, drinking hot cocoa with marshmallows, each of you reading your respective books (even though you were sort of struggling to focus on it with the weight of his arm around you).

As his hand rested on your thigh, his thumb gently stroked back and forth, barely moving but making you smile to yourself at the subtle contact. Another sip of cocoa warmed your chest before you set the mug aside along with your book, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend's thick torso.

"Hi beautiful," he greeted softly, setting his book down as well to hug you back. "Wanna move to the bedroom? I have something to show you."

"Ari, if you wanna have sex you can just say so—"

"No," he laughed. "Well, I mean, yeah but that's not what I was talking about."

"Oh," you sat up, "okay. What is it then?"

"I'll tell you in a second, okay, just come with me," he instructed as he got up, keeping your hand in his as you trailed behind him.

When you reached the bedroom, taking a quick look around to see if any obvious surprise was waiting, he turned to face you with a smile on his face.

“I know we didn’t really do presents this year," he explained, "but I got you something anyways.”

“Ari,” you smiled shyly, “you didn’t have to.”

“I know, but I wanted to.”

“I didn’t get you anything!” you protested. “I wish I had a present to give you.”

“Your present to me can be saying yes,” he suggested as he pulled the small velvet box from his back pocket and knelt down onto one knee.

“Ari…” you whispered, too shocked to say anything else. He grabbed your hands and clutched them with his own as he looked up at you.

“I know it’s soon, and a little sudden,” he sighed, “but being with you— it’s like a dream come true, really. You make every day so special and after spending my first Chanukah with you, I can’t imagine spending another with anybody else. I didn’t even know how happy I could be until I met you, and if you let me, I want to spend the rest of my life trying to make you that happy.”

You were speechless as you tried to process all this, watching him open the box to reveal a ring, the details of which you were unable to notice, opting instead to look at his face— his eyes sparkled brighter than the diamond, anyhow.

“Marry me?” he offered, almost sounding nervous, as if there was any chance you’d say no.

“Of course,” you nodded, “Ari— yes, I— yes!”

He grinned, maybe wider than you’d ever seen him smile, as he slipped the ring on your finger, standing up and pulling you into a tight hug.

"When did you—? How did you—? What?!" you stammered as you laughed.

"I got it yesterday, and I just couldn't wait any longer," he explained as he looked down at you, his own eyes watering a little. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," you answered softly. "Why did we have to come to the bedroom to do this?"

"So I could give you your engagement present," he grinned as he picked you up and tossed you onto the bed.

You yelped in surprise but happily let him tug at your jeans, lifting your hips so he could pull them down and toss them aside. Next was your sweater, and he'd barely gotten it over your head before he was kissing you again, grabbing your tits in his big hands, slipping his tongue between your lips.

"Please," you whimpered against his mouth.

"Whaddya want, pretty girl?" he asked quietly.

"Get naked," you pleaded as you tugged at his shirt, making him laugh a little.

"Alright," he agreed as he reached down to open his belt, that clinking sound of metal on metal making your hips wiggle instinctively. You were too busy staring at where his cock threatened to pop right out of his boxers to watch him unbutton and toss aside his shirt, or to notice as he leaned in to capture your lips with his again, his hand cupping your jaw and holding you close. You felt his necklace brush against your skin as he laid you down on your back, his body swallowing yours as he wrapped his arms around you.

You could feel his cock (still clothed, aggravatingly) pressing between your legs when you arched your back, making you moan while he lightly bit down on your bottom lip. "Please fuck me," you sighed, quiet but certainly audible as he grinned deviously.

"I love when you get desperate," he taunted, moving down to kiss your neck as his hands explored your body, stopping on their way to tease your nipples lightly.

"Fuck, Ari," you shivered.

"Beg a little more and maybe I'll put this cock in you, hm?" he teased, smiling against your shoulder before giving it a gentle bite.

"Ari, baby, please," you sighed. "Need you so much… want your come in me, please."

"You're getting there," he encouraged.

"I can't believe you're gonna be my husband," you smiled breathlessly as you tried to process the realization. "I wanna be your wife so bad."

That certainly got his attention as he moved back up to kiss your lips again, much more intense and dominating than you expected. "You're gonna make the perfect wife," he groaned, "with the way you open your legs up for me all the damn time."

You breathed in through your teeth as he pushed his boxers down, guiding his cock over your folds to find them completely soaked.

"I didn't know I was so conventional," he admitted, " but the idea of a pretty little wife waiting for me at home, wet and ready whenever I want… fuck, you're too good to me."

You moaned as he pushed into you, your head falling back onto the pillow. He liked to watch your face when he went in all the way, memorize your expression: overwhelmed with pleasure, just the slightest hint of pain twisting your brow as he stretched you open. Still, he waited for your nod of encouragement before moving, your lips falling slack as his cock dragged against your walls just right. "Ari," you whimpered, clutching his shoulders, "you feel so good inside me, fuck…"

He already knew exactly how to take you apart, and he was clearly making sure you knew it with the way he pumped his cock right against your spot, rubbing your clit with his calloused thumb. Your grip on his arms tightened, as did your grip somewhere a little more personal. "You like that?" he prompted.

"Yes," you agreed fervently, "right there, fuck."

He kept up his pace, not quite speeding up yet but slamming into you a little harder, hitting a little deeper.

"Fuck," you cried when he pushed so deep inside you that you saw stars.

"Yeah, that's how you want it, right? Want me to fill you up all the way, til there's none of you left?"

You were totally speechless, all you could do was nod and whine as he sped up the circles he was drawing on your clit. He played your body like an instrument, finding every spot until you were sobbing and begging incoherently. "Don't stop," you managed to get out between gasps.

"Not gonna stop, wanna feel you come on my cock," he purred against your ear, his deep voice sending shivers up your spine.

"Fuck, won't be much longer then," you laughed breathlessly. "God, you're so fucking good…"

"I know you love it so much," he grunted, "go ahead and make a mess for me baby, come for me…"

He was coaxing you through it but his words were distant and fuzzy as pleasure made your thoughts cloudy and your eyes heavy. Heat washed over you and you melted into him, your body tensing up all over before suddenly releasing and going limp beneath him.

"Yeah, just like that, fuck," he grunted, thrusting faster into your overstimulated body. "Look so pretty when you come… and you get so fuckin' wet, you hear that?"

How could you not hear the loud squelching noise that filled the room as he fucked you? You could feel wetness coating the inside of your thighs, too, and probably making a wet patch underneath you on the bed.

"Think you can do it again, pretty baby? I wanna see you come again."

"Ari," you pleaded with a whimper.

"I bet it won't take you long if I touch you like this," he posited, moving his thumb in quick swipes over your clit in the exact way that made your thigh shake uncontrollably.

"Ffffuck," you shuddered, trying to push his hand away only to have your wrists caught in his grip and held above your head. Funny how being helpless to him made you moan instantly, arching your back as your nipples hardened suddenly.

"Oh, you like it when I remind you that I'm so much stronger than you," he grinned. "Want me to have my way with you, little wifey?"

"Please," you whined as you bit down on your lip. He slammed into you again, hard and fast with just the right balance of brutality versus tenderness; and he was right, your second orgasm was well on its way, in part because the first one hadn't ever really finished.

"Want me to fill you up with my come? I'm close," he grunted his warning.

"Yes, want it in me, please," you moaned, shifting your hips so he could more easily fill you to the brim. He wasn't always the most vocal in bed (certainly very talkative, but often suppressing his sounds to just labored breathing) but something was different about tonight— he was making the most beautifully addictive sounds with every thrust, staring down at you with a darkness tinting his blue eyes. Just as the second wave really hit you hard, he came with a moan of your name, each hot rope of his come inside you accented with a pulse as the base of his cock, making you shiver and wrap your legs around him. You were so out of it from the intensity of your pleasure that you floated somewhere between sleep and consciousness as he pulled you closer, cradling you in his arms and planting a few soft kisses on your neck and cheek.

"I love you," you mumbled into his chest through the thick fog in your mind.

"I love you too," he returned, his words clearly moving through a smile.

That was the last night of your first Chanukah with Ari. And to think you were worried it wouldn't be special.

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