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Hear What?

Summary: it started off as a good day

Pairings: Posie X Jax

Rating: 😭😭😭

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, PIV sex, cream pie, blood, car wreck, you’re gonna hate me, sorry I’m not sorry, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 3.3K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Posie Rogers Masterlist

Posie’s eyes flutter open, and she feels around her waist, noticing that Jax’s normally there arm is missing. If it wasn’t for the soft snoring coming from behind her she would think he had already gotten out of the bed.

Rolling over to her other side, with a bit more difficulty than she remembers, she looks at his sleeping face. So peaceful, handsome, and hot as hell. She can’t help but to rub along her stomach, thinking that a part of him was growing inside of her.

Leaning over closer to him, her hand softly rubs across his chest, and he lets out a soft moan, but his eyes never open. Her hand roaming down his body further until she grips the base of his cock. “Mmm,” Jax’s morning raspy voice hums out. “What’re you going to do with that my insatiable woman?”

“I’m gonna,” she starts slinging a leg over his morning wood, slowly sinking down over him, “ride my fine as fuck man.”

Slowly she grinds her hips over him, while Jax stares up at her lovingly. “You weren’t holding me this morning.”

“My hard cock would have been poking you,” his hands go to cup the swell of her stomach, drifting down until he finds the hemline of the oversized shirt lifting it off of her, so he can watch her move over him.

“I could get used to seeing you like this all the time.”

“Ten more weeks Jaxy.”

“I’ll fuck another one in you, when we get a house,” with a little tweak of her nipple, Posie grinds down harder, whimpering at him. “Fuck you’re so sensitive. Making such pretty sounds for me first thing in the morning.”

“What else are we gonna have?”

“You getting off on our future?” she nods her head, panting down at him, and he slides his hands down to her hips. “Whatever animal our kids want. A porcupine.”

“Hedgehog.”

“Fine, a hedgehog,” Jax chuckles. “We’ll need us a good herding dog, because I’m going to keep you stuffed full. The dog has to keep up with all these Teller babies. Abel and Daisy are just a start.”

Posie brings her palms to Jax’s chest. Baring down as she picks up speed. “Shit, Squeakers. We’re…fuck, we’re living out in the middle of nowhere as Beau and Arleigh’s neighbors, and our babies are gonna grow up with cows, chickens, ducks…”

“Yeah?” she gasps out.

“Just like that, darling. Right…fucking hell,” he whisper yells as her walls clench tight around him. Leaving Posie a moaning withering mess when he spurts deep in her cunt. “One of these days, I’m going to have you so sore, because we’re trying for a baby. You’ll be stumbling around because I’ve fucked you so much.”

“Shh,” Posie rubs along her belly, “our daughter is here.”

“Daddy is sorry sweetheart,” his own hand moves around her belly, trying to find her movement, and we she gives the tiniest kick, those bright blue eyes shine at her, “she forgives me. You’re bringing Abel to the site right? Your dad got these things for the boys, little peddle go cart looking things. Thorne was having a blast the other day, and since there’s no official school,” he juts out his lip, and she gives him a nod.

“Of course. But first, shower, Jackson. I need you to help clean me, I can’t reach everything.”

“Do we get to make out?” smiling she nods. “Do I get to play with this,” she intakes a quick breath when he flicks her sensitive clit. “That sounded like a yes to me.”

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“Abel you excited, buddy?” with the biggest smile he answers yes. Throwing his arms to the side, excitedly. Still with some time before Daisy was born they let Abel have his seat in the middle and he loved it. Loved being able to see out of the front of the window.

“You’ve never been to daddy’s work, huh?”

“No and Oakie and Thorne told me about the bikes. I don’t want to spin out like Thorne though.”

“Thorne is a wild man. Please don’t act like him,” she gives him a quick glance in the rear view, slowing down when the site comes into view. “Here we are.”

Jax can’t get to Abel fast enough. His body buzzing with anticipation of getting to ride the bikes. And gets even more excited when Oakley and Thorne come over to the car.

“Hey baby,” James says helping her out of the front. “You should have just let me and Jax bring him to work with us.”

“I wasn’t sure if you guys could handle all these boys. Hey Airy,” the giant man walks over giving her belly a big rub.

“How much longer?”

“Ten weeks. Not much longer. Jax, have you heard back from your mom,” when he shakes his head no, she holds on to her stomach. “Tell her she can meet Daisy.”

“No.”

“This is our daughter. We need to know what genetic heart condition she had. The doctor said the more they know about Daisy’s heart, the better…”

“Posie, I don’t want her in Daisy’s life,” she whispers a please. “I’ll call her tonight. But I’m not bargaining a relationship with our kids for her to be honest about her heart condition.”

Other than that mishap, the couple hours on site went amazing. Posie’s hand always under Jax’s shirt as she gives him back scratchies. Smiling up at him, before puckering her lips for a chaste kiss. The three boys having a blast, Posie watching them while Beau, James, and Ari go back to work. Jax working a bit only to sit with his girlfriend.

Leaving too soon. “Grumpy can bring the bikes to the estate. I know a bunch of boys who have a lot of energy. Dad it would be nice to give Arleigh and Blossom a break,” James hums out an I know, carrying Abel to the car. “Want me to take Oakie home with me?”

“I’m gonna stay with Airy, Oh Oh.”

“You heard the boy. You be careful with my two precious cargos here,” James says, strapping Abel in.

“Pull the chest clip down.”

“I was getting to it, baby. I’ve raised a few kids. I’ll see you two tonight at the estate. Abie behave, okay?”

Jax leans in the back giving Abel a kiss to the forehead, and the little boy rubs his hands down his face. “Protect them.”

“I will daddy.”

“And you, stay baking for your mama,” he talks down at Posie’s belly, “And you,” Jax slots his lips against Posie’s holding her for too long that even Abel screeches. “You keep our babies safe. And my woman, okay,” Posie rolls her eyes bringing him back for a smiling kiss as she responds okay on his lips. “I love you, Squeakers.”

“Love you, too, Jaxy.”

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“Abie, you wanna go to Kitty’s coffee shop before we go home? We’ll get something special for everyone,” she looks at a smiling and nodding Abel in the rear view mirror before everything goes black.

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Owin leans over the counter, giving you a chaste kiss, while he tries to grab a blueberry muffin. Eva behind him emits out a low growl tapping her fingers on the counter. “Would you let the woman do her job. How do you put up with him?”

“Because he’s pretty cute,” you reach towards the special giant blueberry muffin that he’s only allowed once a week, and you hold it in your hand smiling at him, when you hear the sickening sound of metal hitting metal. And the nonstop sound of a horn.

Without even thinking Eva and Owin run outside, but it’s Eva that screams, “That’s Posie’s car. V, call Mrs. D!”

Running out with the two of them, you can hear the screaming of Abel in the back, seeing a woman trying to open the back car door. Running behind her Eva tackles her hard to the ground. Lifting up her head, she accidentally shoves it back down, “You psycho bitch,” her voice whispers in Wendy’s ear. “You brought this shit all on yourself. Now quit your fucking moving before I knock the shit out of you. Owie?!”

“Posie?” Owin asks opening up her passenger door. Her body leaned over the wheel passed out. “Abel, hey buddy. You okay?”

“Is my mama alright?” his voice piercing in the car when you open the back door.

“Bit, don’t move him.”

“I want my mama!”

“Your mom, has to wait on the police,” Owin’s fingers move to Posie’s lifeless wrist hoping to find a pulse.

“No! Posie mama! I want my mama! Get me out. Why is she not waking up? Mama! Please, wake her up!”

“Bit, do not let him get out!” Abel’s body thrashes around. “Buddy paramedics are on the way. I need you to breathe. Thank god,” he whispers feeling a faint pulse. “Shit!”

“Owin, he’s gonna hurt himself,” you try and calm the little boy, “Abie, buddy, what did you do today?” while you speak calmly to Abel, his body finally slowing down, Owin looks towards the cafe.

“How much further V?”

“Ten minutes. I called Mrs. Drysdale, she’s going to get Iris and take her to the hospital. What about James?”

“Eva, call dad as soon as you get her contained. They’re not driving,” his head shoots back over to Posie when he hears a little moan.

“Oh, god.”

“Posie, stay calm.”

“Where’s Abel? Abel?”

“Mama, I’m here,” the little boy cries, reaching a hand up to her. “Mama?”

“Owie,” Posie cries when she sees blood in her vision. “Owie, I’m bleeding.”

“I know, we’re waiting on paramedics to get here. You’ll be just fine.”

“No!” her eyes look down to see the blood pooling in her seat. “No, no she’s not ready. Owie, she’s only thirty weeks. Please, not my Daisy. Jaxy? Where is he? I want my daddy.”

“Posie, baby breathe,” his eyes drift down to what’s made her so upset, and even he gets scared. “V?!”

“Three minutes.”

“Posie, think about the first memory you have of your dad,” his fingers run over the delicate little tattoo on the crook of her arm. “What do you remember?”

Her lip trembles, “He, he, he would let me sleep on his chest. I always liked when his hair was longer because I would pretend to cut it with my fingers.”

“Remember how happy you were when they came to school and told you they were having twins?” Posie just sobs. “And remember holding Oakley for the first time, and Poppy was leaned over looking at him? You’re gonna have all that with Jax,” he stays with her when he hears the sirens. “Hey, Posie, stay calm baby, they’re gonna keep you and Daisy safe. Get you to the hospital, okay? They’re gonna take care of that precious flower.”

“Okay. Owie, I’m scared.”

“I know.”

“I want Jaxy and my dad…”

“Get her to the fucking hospital now!” Owin shouts when Posie’s eyes flutter closed.

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“Owin, he has to be checked out,” one of the paramedics shouts, as she tries to pry the boy out of your arms. Screaming for you to hold him. “He’s under stress and he doesn’t know if he was hurt or not.”

“Let me check him out then!”

“You’re not on schedule.”

“But I’m a paramedic, and at least he’ll let me touch him. He’s traumatized,” with a roll of her eyes, she reluctantly hands him the tools to check over Abel for injuries. The whole time he screams and holds tighter to you, making you promise you won’t let him go.

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“Dad?”

“Eva?” Eva is stunned and doesn’t say a word. “Duckie, I need you to talk. Were you and Owie at the cafe?”

“Dad, I need you to call daddy. It was Posie.”

“What?” Curtis immediately turns around heading towards the job site.

“It was bad. She wasn’t conscience when they left. She…dad, she was bleeding. And, the baby still has ten more weeks. You heard Arleigh, there’s something wrong with the baby’s heart. Owie said Jax and James are not to drive.”

“Duckie, I’m almost there. Go to the estate.”

“Kitten already knows. Her and Ransom are going to get Iris.”

“They wouldn’t have told anyone. Go to the estate. Whatever adult they can spare to stay. Az will wanna be there. Story and Carter too. Now, I know why someone was taking Opie to the hospital. Call your mom, she can go to the estate and watch kids. We’ll have people there to watch the kids. So tell them not to worry. Duckie, I love you baby. Get to the estate.”

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“Pops?” Iris cries on the phone.

“Iris, sweetheart what’s wrong?”

“She was in a wreck. Daddy, I can’t,” she hands the phone up to Ransom while Kitten clings tight to her daughter in the backseat.

“Frank, Posie was in a wreck. We’ll meet you at the hospital, okay?”

Frank nods his head forgetting that he was on the phone. “O-okay. Is she okay?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t want to tell me because of Iris, do you?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s bad isn’t it?”

“Yeah, we’ll meet you at the hospital,” Ransom throws the phone on the seat trying to drive as quickly and as safely as he can.

“Daddy, Uncle Steve,” Ransom shakes his head. “Daddy. Call Steve.”

Grabbing up Iris’s phone, he hears the cheerful voice of Steve, “Iris what cha needing?“

“Steve…”

“Ransom, what’s wrong? Why are you calling on Iris’s phone? Ransom, you tell me she’s okay.”

“Posie was in a car wreck in front of the cafe.”

“No.”

“Me and Kitten have got Iris. Curtis is going to the job site to get James and Jax,” Iris whimpers burying her face on her mother at the mention of James. “Get there as soon as possible. Can you ask Teej and Sammy to help with the kids at the estate, maybe Bucky and Brooklyn?”

“Yeah, Sam, Nat, Jake, Yelena. All of them. I’ll meet you there.”

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Ari stands up straight at the sound of a car door closing. Seeing his husband he gets worried. “Who did what?” Curtis just shakes his head. “Curtis?”

“Where’s James and Jax?”

“They’re inside with Beau. Stop, what’s going on? Thorne and Oakley are in there. My love, what’s…what happened?”

“Posie was in a wreck. She was bleeding. Eva said she was passed out when she was loaded on the ambulance. She…”

James stands out on the porch giving Curtis a wave. Both boys flanking him. “There was blood in her seat.”

“She’s only thirty weeks. I heard her tell him that earlier this afternoon. She’s…there’s something wrong with the baby’s heart.”

“James, Jax, Beau, I need to speak to you three!” Curtis yells ignoring Ari’s train of thought.

Jax picks Oakley up for a piggy back ride while James holds Thorne upside down by one foot. “James put the boy down.”

“He’s fine sheriff. We do this all…”

“Put him down. Ari I need you and Beau to head to the estate and check on Bunny. Make sure that there’s more than enough adults to watch the kids. Take Oakley and Thorne with you,” James tries to interrupt but Curtis speaks louder. “James, you and Jax are coming with me to the hospital. Posie was in a wreck,” Ari thankfully being next to Jax, grabs him when he starts to collapse. “I don’t have time to explain. Get in the cruiser and let’s go.”

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James holds tightly to Iris in the waiting room. So many people waiting with bated breath. “Can they not go back and see her?”

“Not at the moment, Mr. Baizen,” the nurse responds dully not even looking at Carter.

“Then when?”

“When Ms. Rogers is stable,” Carter takes a step back shaking his head. Unbelieving on what she said. Hearing an alarm go off, nurses and doctors start rushing behind the doors. “Mr. Baizen, I need to ask your family to sit down. Now.”

Opie sits close to Jax who’s whole body is bouncing around with nervous energy. Giving a fake smile to Chibs and Bobby when they walk in. The two men giving someone they helped raise a big hug before sitting with them, but when Opie sees the next two walking in, he’s already standing in front of Jax, “You need to leave.”

“I came to see my son.”

Jax grits his teeth. His jaw pulsing before standing. Trying to charge at Gemma, but Chibs and Bobby hold him back. “This is all your fault! I don’t know how but you got to Wendy. She…she tried to kill Posie and my daughter to kidnap my son. She didn’t care about the life growing inside of her just like you don’t.”

“I care.”

Ransom steps in front of Jax, followed by Chris, Beck, and Carter. Begrudgingly James steps right in front of her. “If you cared you wouldn’t have held a bribe over your granddaughter’s head. They asked what your heart condition was. Did you know my daughter is only thirty weeks along. Thirty weeks with a baby who has a weak heart. If the specialists aren’t here, and anything happens to my granddaughter, you pay with your life.”

“Jamey!”

“I’m tired of you playing your fucking games with my daughter and your son’s life. And their child. Your a sick piece of shit. What is your fucking heart condition? What is it Gemma?”

“I want a relationship with my granddaughter.”

“You’d rather see her die. She’s a baby! A baby not fully developed. And your…what’s the fucking heart condition? What’s…”

“James,” Carter says moving in front of his friend. “Gemma, we’re all on edge. And if the only reason you’re holding your condition ransom, is so you can have a relationship with her, you’re more loathsome than we thought.”

Gemma gives Carter a hard look, trying to see behind the people who have created a wall between her and Jax. Contemplating on holding even more over their head. It isn’t fair that these people who don’t even know Jax, don’t know what he’s capable of doing get to have him in their perfect life.

“Gemma. Clay,” Opie starts to plead. “This is a baby. The more they know the quicker they can help her. And she’s already ten weeks early. What is it?”

“Truncus arteriosus.”

“Get her out of here,” Carter responds walking to the desk again, followed closely by a very pregnant Story.

“Clay, take your old lady, now,” Chibs answers. “We’ve got enough stress.”

“No, I want to meet her,” she leans over trying to look at Jax, but he refuses to give her that satisfaction.

“You’ll never get to meet her,” Jax growls out. “You don’t deserve her or me.”

“Mr. and Mrs. Rogers?” a doctor responds walking over to them. “We have to perform an emergency cesarean.”

“Why?” Iris asks, clinging tighter to James.

“We’re trying to stabilize Posie. She sustained some severe brain trauma. She’s coded once, and currently is in a medically induced coma. We’ve got to get the baby out if she has any hope of survival.”

“Sh-she has a weak heart. Posie is only thirty weeks along,” Jax can hardly stand as the most pain he’s ever felt rushes through his body.

“I understand. But the baby can’t survive the possible surgery that we’ve got to give Posie,” Iris whimpers out a no, while James stands there stoic. “Mr. and Mrs. Rogers, do we have the permission for the cesarean?”

“Whatever has to be done to keep them both alive,” James answers without emotion before he falls to the floor. Jax turns into Kitten’s arms, and even though she’s hurting and wants to comfort her daughter, she knows how much Jax needs her too. Wrapping his arms around both Jax and his wife, Ransom tries not to let the dam break. Worried about his daughter, his granddaughter, and great-granddaughter.

“We’ll allow one of you to go back. Next of kin only,” the doctor gives a sad look to Jax, mouthing out an I’m sorry.

“Jamey, you go.”

“No, Baby Doll.”

“She told Owin, she wanted her daddy. Go. Tell our baby to stay strong. She’ll be fine Sarge. Give her and Daisy hope,” her lip trembles as she watches the love of her life, walking to see their daughter. Hoping that this isn’t the last image he sees of Posie.

Iris turns to look at Curtis, and with the most calm voice she can muster, “I want that woman dead. I don’t care how. She did not think of my daughter or granddaughter. She didn’t think of her son, MY grandson. I want her gone.”

“Ma’am,” Bobby holds out a hand to her. “We’ll take care of it,” before him and Chibs walk out. The low rumble of their bikes making Iris shutter.

“I didn’t hear that, Icy.”

“Hear what?”

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can we see how curtis x ari x lp spend christmas throughout the years with the triplets? late happy holidays ❤️💚

Aren’t they just the sweetest little family??  I love them during sexy time, but them as a familial unit just does something to me!

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Underneath The Tree

Summary:  Christmas with the daddies, LP, the sun, the moon, and the star

Pairings:  Ari Levinson X Little Princess!reader X Curtis Everett

Rating:  Fluffy McFluffster

Warnings:  the daddies being daddies, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  930

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Ari & Curtis Masterlist

The first Christmas with the triplets, you knew that those little babies would not be that excited.  Not even knowing what was going on.  But you were not prepared for how excited that Ari and Curtis were going to be.  Everyday the both of them would come home with a new set of three toys for you to wrap.  The next day you would wrap them and have them set under the tree, only for three more to come home.

“Okay, you two, that’s enough,” you inform them, while changing Arleigh who just continues to reach for her daddy.

“What?” Ari asks, his eyes leaving Arleigh’s face to look at you.

“This.  Three toys everyday.  Look at the tree,” him and Curtis, who has Evaluna and Owin in his arms, look at the tree.  Presents of different colors and sizes just pouring out of the bottom and taking up far too much room.  “I haven’t even got to pick them anything out,” as soon as your sweet Bunny is finished, she sits up with a sunny smile reaching for Ari, who squeezes her tight against his chest.

You walk to Curtis needing to change another for bed, “Come on Duckie, your turn,” your moon child reaches towards you easily, but Owie gives you a pout, “Your next honey Bear.  I mean seriously, they’re not even one.  They won’t remember any of this.”

“We will,” Curtis grouses.  “But we’ll stop.  New presents once a week,” you turn to scowl at him.  “What?”

“You both are done.  The next presents will be bought by me.”

“Don’t just get a bunch of clothes for them.  You don’t want more clothes do ya Bunny?” Arleigh scrunches her little nose up, giggling she shakes her head no.  “See?”

“Well, what toys could I possibly buy now?”

“Oh!  Well, we were thinking, Power Wheels?”

You pull up Duckie, and she scoots off towards Curtis, grabbing up the sweetest teddy bear to ready for bed, “Curtis, Power Wheels, seriously?  That’s a gift good for a few years from now.  Not for one-year-olds.”

Ari gives a dramatic gasp, and Arleigh stares at him wide eyed, “They are not one!  Do not age them.  It won’t be long until they’re running off with their own significant other and I just...they’re not getting older, do you understand?”

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Each year Christmas becomes more grand.  And each year you have to be more creative with where you hide the presents.  Duckie is always the one that hunts around the house trying to find her things.  Even if she finds her siblings, she won’t tell them.  Refusing to let them know where they are or even what it is.

“Duckie!” you warn as she sneaks into the bedroom.  Her little self jumps on your giant bed, sitting with her legs criss-crossed.  Those dark eyes peering up at you feigning an innocence you didn’t think she possessed.  “No.”

“But mom!  Just one toy.”

“No.”

“I found something of Bear’s,” you hum, continuing to fold clothes, “And Bunny’s, but nothing I find is mine.”

“Imagine that,” Curtis says flopping on the bed beside her.

“Dad!  Tell me where you’re hiding my things,” he shakes his head no at her.  “Why?  I’ll ask daddy.”

“NO!” the two of her shout together, and she gives you a wicked smile before running off to find Ari.  “He’s going to crumble isn’t it?” you ask staring up at Curtis.  He pulls at your hips before you’re flush with his chest.

“Oh yeah.  Let him.  We’ll just make sure to punish him later tonight.”

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Ari and Curtis assist each child in making something for you.  Bear opting to build something out of wood.  Ari heavily helped him, and his heart swelled so much when Bear was able to pick up quite easily on instruction.  “I don’t want to be a builder, daddy.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You got that look in your eyes,” Eva hums, building something out of wood herself and it isn’t as smooth.

Curtis sits close to Arleigh, her little hands painting a beautiful floral collage on canvas.  The little runt was by far the most like Ari.  Her little legs swinging to the beat of the ‘Rumors’ album, singing every word.  Her own mop of a hair, carefree.  Wisps of frizz sticking out everywhere.  “It’s looking beautiful Bunny,” Curtis smiles giving her sweet self a cheek kiss.  She giggles at the tickle of his beard, and looks up at Ari so sweetly.  

“Can I go to school where Stevie’s from?” she asks adding a few finishing touches.

“Of course Bunny girl,” Ari helps Eva add in another nail, and she throws the piece of wood down.  “Duckie, be patient.”

“Where is Stevie from?” Curtis asks, pushing back some of her baby hairs.

“Arizona.”

“Nope.” “Uh, maybe you should choose another place.”

“Okay, I wanna go to the west coast and follow the sun,” Curtis glares over at Ari.  At only eight, he feels his littlest child is already leaving him.  “You’ve got ten years, Dad.  But I’ll be back.”

“Wow, don’t try to get rid of your old men so quickly.”

“I just wanna see the sun, and live in a Volkswagen Van.  Learn to surf and no snow.”

“There’s snow in northern California,” Eva finally gets a bit of a flow, and pushes Ari aside.  “I wanna go back to Boston and be a firefighter.”

“I wanna be a cop, like Dad,” Bear finishes up his gift passing it over to Arleigh who eagerly takes it to start painting.  “And you’re going to be a sunflower child.”

“Yep,” she answers continuing to hum to ‘Oh Daddy’.  Curtis looks over at Ari, and back at their sweet little song bunny.  Trying to enjoy as much time with her as possible.

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The Muffins Are Delicious

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Summary:  Mrs. D goes to visit Owin

Pairings:  Kitten X Owin

Rating:  cute

Warnings:  mild language, soft!Owin, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.2K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Owin Everett-Levinson Masterlist

“Hey Mrs. D,” Owin smiles real big when Kitten walks in.  “What cha got in the bag?”

“I’m gonna teach you a thing or two.  Chloe, don’t you dare you little bitch,” Owin lets out a belly laugh at her pointing at the cat.  “Owin do something with your puss, before she jumps on me.  Teach her some manners.”

“Aw, Mrs. D, her is the schweetest thing though, aren’t ya girl?” he watches her take various things out of the bag, and then sees a container of blueberries, “I see.”

“I told you to stay away from her.  So this...this is your Mama D teaching you how to make your own damn blueberry muffins.  Where’s your,” she turns back to look at him, and he points to the cabinet above her head.  “Ahh, I’m getting coffee started.”

She wanders around his kitchen getting some water on to boil, getting a quick pet in with Chloe before washing her hands.  Moving around the kitchen much more sure of herself, forgetting that she was supposed to be teaching Owin.

“Mrs. D?”

“Yes, Owin?”

“Weren’t you going to show me how to make those?” 

“Dammit.  I’ll leave the recipe.  Your mom taught you well, and you know how to do it.  Now,” she starts pouring the water over the coffee grinds and sitting at the bar to look at Owin.  “What is your fascination with my barista?” he gives a quick shrug, and kisses Chloe on her little pink nose.  “Usually you’re a bit more talkative than this.”

“Why don’t want you me near her, but you didn’t have a problem with the others?  You didn’t have a problem with me and Az partying all the time.”

“Did you sleep with my daughter?” he shakes his head no.  “Exactly.  I know you two probably came close, but you were her keeper during that period, and I thank you.”

“I couldn’t keep her away from Mickey though.”

“He sucks, but I have my Eliana Rune, so I don’t care.  To answer your question, she’s too good,” Owin looks down at Chloe at that admission.  “Owie, you know I love you like my own son, but she doesn’t need someone of your tastes.”

“What’s that?”

“A whore,” Owin laughs and starts to make a comment, “I know Blade was a whore too, and we’re not talking about him.  We’re talking about you.  If you want to be a whore, be a whore with someone who wants to whore with you.  She doesn’t want that.”

“Everybody wants sex.”

“Yes, but sex means different things to different people,” she turns to grab a few mugs, and pulls out the muffins.  Smacking at Owin’s hands when he tries to grab one, “These are hot.  What I was saying,” Kitten pours the two of them some coffee, and slides Owin’s black coffee over to him.  “Sex isn’t just sex for some people.  There’s feelings and meanings behind it.  Sex for you is pleasure.”

“I mean things when I have sex with people.”

“MmmHmm, and what’s that?”

“I make sure she cums before me.”

“That’s good ethics, but that’s not feelings.  You understand?” 

Owin takes a long sip of his coffee, “If I had feelings?”

“Why are you so interested?  In the past you’ve always just moved on?  Why her?”

Owin shrugs, and rubs his thumb along Chloe’s head before she jumps off of him, “Little bitch, I’m just kidding baby, I love you.  She is different.  People see me, this big guy, and they want to know what size my dick is.  It’s morbid curiosity,” Kitten closes her eyes slowly and places her hand over her face.  “It’s true.  She doesn’t care.”

“Because sex isn’t just sex to her.”

“You know something.”

“I know that she dates to get married.  I know she’s done the online dating thing, and it’s not worked.  I know that she’s given up, and is focusing on other things.  And you are trouble.”

“I wanna get married,” she looks at this big boy that she has always adored, and he has the utmost sincerity in his eyes.  “I do.  I want a family.  The reason why I’m a whore, is that’s what all those girls want.  They just want my dick, and then they see that I’m a quiet guy.  I have a fucking bitch cat that is the most adorable thing ever, I like baking with my ma, spending time with my family, I love my goddaughter, and wished she was mine, minus that whole having sex with Az.  I want kids.  Why do you think I enjoy spending time at your house?  Or who babysits Ellie when Beck and Az want a date?  Me.  Who has kept her and Otto and didn’t have to stay at the castle?  Me.  Other than family Story doesn’t trust anyone with that kid, and she trusts me, because I am good enough to be more than just an uncle.  This is bullshit.”

“Owie...”

“No, I know I’m a flirt, but I think women are beautiful.  Each one has their own unique beauty, but they’re all beautiful and delicate in their way.  I want one to take care of, not because she needs me, but because she wants me, and loves me, and she, your barista, she sees me.  She rolls her eyes at me a lot, but she sees beyond what’s in my pants, or my height, but me.  I’ll keep trying Mrs. D, you know I’m a persistent man, but I don’t want just sex with her.  I want a conversation, and I want to see her without the apron.”

Her mind is made up.  As candid as her and Owin have always been, she was never prepared for him to be quite this soft for a partner.  Never thought that he would want to share his life with someone, or even think about settling down.  She’s very much aware of your status.  Divorcee and single mom.  She knows how much care you take in the men that you date, and not one as ever met your son.  Aware of how close you are with your ex-husband, and she’s not sure if Owin is the right fit, but she knows that you are interested and find him attractive.  Most women do.

“Owin, eat you a blueberry muffin.”

“Mrs. D, can you please just help me out?  I know you got a lot of pull with her.  I want a blueberry muffin from her, and I want to ask her out on a date, properly.  Like not over coffee, and there’s nothing wrong with coffee, I could drink your coffee all day,” she rolls her eyes at him, and he only laughs.  “I mean, I want to do things right with her.  I feel like there’s so much more to her than the barista that won’t give me my favorite muffin.  However, that morning glory muffin, with the cheesecake like filling, it’s kinda fighting for the top spot, but I’m a loyal bastard.  Aren’t I Chloe?  Chloe?  Where’s my puss?”

“You’re absurd, but I’ll see you tomorrow.  Be good, and keep your bitch under control.”

“Adios Mrs. D!  The muffins are delicious!”

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Have Fun Friday

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Summary:  You give Owin a blueberry muffin

Pairings:  Owin X BB

Rating:  floof

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  500

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You nervously take a deep breath and look up at the clock.  Feeling stupid that you know his schedule.  You know that the giant man is about to come in any minute now.  You made sure that the blonde roast was piping hot.  Made sure to make an extra special giant blue berry muffin just for him, and now you’re waiting.  Waiting and nervous.

Mrs. Drysdale gives you a soft smile before finishing up inventory.  ‘Ignoring’ you, but she’s really not.  She’s watching you aimlessly try to make yourself look busy.  Hearing that bell and that loud boisterous laugh you take a deep breath.

His eyes move over the display excited at what he sees, but he’ll never say it.  “So itty bitty, what is on the menu for today?”

“Uh, we have blueberry muffins, pumpkin muffins, strawberry cheesecake, and morning glories.  What would you prefer?” 

You only see a slight hitch in him.  Wanting to request what he really wants, but also wanting to see if you can guess.  “Surprise me.  I’ll have my regular coffee too.”

You pour him his coffee, and pull out a bag from under the counter to set on the table, “Have a nice day Owin.”

That thick finger taps on the counter, and he gives you a smile, “Why did you bring a bag from under there?”

“Open it up.”

Without removing his eyes from your face, those tatted hands delicately open up the bag, and then he looks down into it.  “That’s a giant blueberry muffin isn’t it?”

“You’re a giant man, aren’t you?”

He takes a long drink of his coffee, and sighs at the taste “What are you doing Friday night?” you did not expect that to change gears so quickly.  “Morning.  Tomorrow morning.  What are you going?  Doing.  What are you doing?” he stutters out.

“You know I’m working.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow then, Bitty Bean!”

“Quit calling me that Owin.”

“Make sure to wear something nice tomorrow!  Mrs. D, you look completely ravishing today,” he informs her before walking out of the coffee shop, leaving you looking after him with a furrowed brow.

Confused.  To say that you weren’t, would be a complete lie.  You look around the counter unsure of what to think.  “He’s playing your game now,” she winks at you.

“I gave him the muffin, and the right coffee.  I don’t understand.”

She goes to add some beans to the grinder, pointing at them to Vanesa before pulling you into the back.  “You didn’t think he’d get a blueberry muffin and then he just asks you out did you?”

“Well, this has been going on for months now.”

“This is new to him.  He started to ask you out, and then retracted it.  Give him time to navigate this.  He’s interested, but don’t hurt my boy.  You have all the power over him now.  But do wear something nice.  It’s Marshall’s weekend.”

“How did you know that?  Mrs. Drysdale?”

“He works for my daughter.  He has for many years now, he’s became a fixture in our lives, along with Shep.  Owin is no Marshall.  He has a cat that he cuddles up next, too.  He’s my granddaughter’s godfather.  He’s a family friend, and they’ve all been good to us.  He’s not Marshall though.  He wants a family, and you want him.  Have fun Friday.”

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Second Generation Honeymoons

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Owin & BB: Portugal

Listen, all Owin wants to do is spoil his Bitty Bean, and spoil you he does!  He had to ask his mom and second mom, Mrs. D what would be the perfect location for him, and they both said Portugal.  Owin loves the outdoors.  He has a ton of energy and is always going.

It’s a beautiful location, so much history, lots to do outside, but still nothing is more beautiful than his BB.  The day is ALL about exploring.  The night time....Owin is a big boy, and he doesn’t have a problem taking care of you, but sometimes, he wants you to take care of your big boy!  It’s why it took him longer to settle.  He needed him a woman, not a girl, and someone who would spoil him with affection.

I’m not saying that there wasn’t some late mornings, early afternoons, because there definitely was.  And man did you not enjoy spoiling every inked up inch of that BIG boy.

Joshua & Emy: Bali

These two!  It’s like they were destined to be together.  Children of lifelong best friends.  They even would vacation, and do holidays together.  Here’s a secret, Emilia Joy Rogers has always had a crush on Joshua Buchanan Barnes.  He was her Carter, but she never said much.  But to be fair, almost everyone crushed on Joshua, he’s a cutie and a sweetheart.

These two tried to deny their love for one another, claimed it was just sex (isn’t that how most of these couples start?) but it always something deeper.  Joshua saw her interning at his dad’s practice, and he became smitten.  Emy was an awkward teen that turned into a bombshell, and she knew it!  

They love traveling, they’ve had a lot of sex, so their honeymoon was more about the traveling, trying out foods, hiking, doing touristy things, but also seeing what the locals enjoy.  Visiting the hot springs, and the elephants!  Emy became a kindred spirit with the elephants.  Emy is a foodie, and she turned her picky man into one.  Ugh, I know we haven’t seen much from them, but they’re ADORABLE.

Beau & Bunny: American Road Trip

What else would these two do besides see the United States?  They loaded up the bus, and set out cross country.  Vibing to some Stevie and/or Fleetwood Mac, swim in different lakes and oceans, see the mountains, and nature.  Arleigh loves the simple beauty in things, and Beau loves Arleigh.

They didn’t have a plan, which somewhat drove Beau nuts.  He’s a planner and a saver, so when they took the three and half months to see all fifty states, they did just that.  At this point these two were so entuned with each other.  Were together for over six years before getting married.  

They tried all kinds of local foods, woke up with the sun, got all freckle faced, and sun kissed, skinny dipped, fell asleep in each others arms, and enjoyed calling each other Mr. and Mrs. Adler.

Eva & Harry & Kira: Philippines

Okay, so this throuple...Harry met his match with Eva and Kira.  Kira is almost like their little doll.  Don’t let her small size, and somewhat meek personality fool you, Jake and Yelena would never raise a daughter that couldn’t take care of her own.  But Harry and Eva love seeing her in all the pretty things.  Most of their luggage was different clothes and bathing suits for her.

Eva is the Dom in this relationship.  She is the caregiver, and she’s the one that keeps her puppy Harry in line.  We know he’s a bit of a flirt, and sometimes doesn’t know when to shut up, Eva shuts him up, by shoving his face in Kira’s tits, or her cunt.  Edging is her game when it comes to Harry, pup needs to know his place.

Their honeymoon was all about the water, and lounging.  Eva is a police officer, Harry is a game streamer, and Kira will become a stay at home mom.  She loves watching her puppy try to breed Kira like a bitch in heat.  They love just watching Kira lay in the sun, randomly getting her body wet to cool down, and they both struggle to keep their hands off of her.  She’s the soft one in the relationship, she can Dom, but it’s not her favorite, she’d rather be the true sub, while Harry is a switch....they’re going to have so much fun with their pup.

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Second Generation Easter: Pt 2

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Bitty Bean

The first Easter with Owin was going to be a weird one.  He always went to the Drysdale’s, and your ex husband worked for them, and it just so happened, that it was his Easter, and they had invited him to bring Sheply to the estate for the egg hunt.

Owin was also working late, but you knew the best way to greet him.  Giving you a text that he was almost to the loft, you lean over the counter, wearing one of his giant shirt, and see through panties.  Lifting that shirt to uncover your rear, you arch your back, hearing him unlocking the door.  Owin takes two steps into the loft, and sees his favorite ass.

“Bitty Bean,” he takes a deep breath, those large hands roaming over the swells of your ass.  “This is the best thing to come home to.”

“How about you take a nap, and then we’ll head...”

“I will not be taking a nap, unless you’re fucking me to sleep.”

Spinning around, you start palming him over his sweat pants.  That giant man of yours, eyes give a little flutter.  “How about you be a good boy, and let me use your body, to relax you, Owie.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“And if you’re real sweet to me, I’ll send you those pictures I took earlier.”

“What pictures?” you cock up an eyebrow, pushing him back into the bedroom, while Chloe stretches out over the couch.  “Did you have on these panties?”

“In some of them,” pushing him back on the bed, you greedily start freeing his giant cock.  “Some of them I’m completely naked.”

“I’ll be a good boy.”

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Arleigh

Arleigh is a simple girl.  She has no need for bras, and Beau has no problem, with grazing over her braless chest.  But Beau’s favorite part of his Bunny is her ass.  Easter is also a perfect holiday for his sweet bunny, but he got the surprise of a lifetime their first Easter together.

Arleigh nervously kept spinning around in the mirror.  Smoothing down her dress, and telling herself that you couldn’t see it, only to be paranoid that you could.  “Bun, what cha doin?” he asks giving her a kiss to her cheek.  “Your ass looks fine.”

That was all the confirmation she needed.  The whole time they had a small lunch with her family, she was worried.  Scared that Owin would try to fling her over his shoulder, or do something stupid.  Afraid that her dad would notice, because he sees things like that, but no one ever did.

It wasn’t until they had went to the Drysdale’s, and Beau runs his arm down her back, “Bunny?” he asks with a smirk.

“Yes, B?”

“Bathroom, now.”

“Beau.”

“Now,” he growls on her neck, and she starts to scurry in front of him.  Pretending they’re grabbing something inside, only to be stopped by Blade.

“Bathroom on the second floor.  Take a right at the top of the stairs, third door on the left.  Good luck.”

“He knows,” she answer nervously.

“He knows, I’m about to fuck you in a bathroom, not that you’ve got a tail.”

“Beau...I feel stupid,” she gives a whine, when he closes the door behind him.  The bathroom was secluded, and of course, most people would be using first floor bathrooms.

He pulls her little dress up, and moans at the sight before him.  “No...me likey this.  Dammit.  Bunny, you look hot.  Your ass looks incredible, and I want to have sex with you right now.”

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Posie

Posie never got a honeymoon after her wedding.  There was a lot going on.  Never got into lingerie, because it wasn’t necessary, Jax found her sexy no matter what she had on, and was just concerned with getting it off of her.  So when Story pulls Posie aside, and into a room that was never used, Posie looks at her aunt confused.

“First Easter as a family.”

“Yep, can I go back to my husband and daughter?”

“I got you something,” she says handing over a small bag.  “Open it.”

Posie takes one look into it, and sees the innocent and girly piece, and stuffs it back in the bag.  “No.  Absolutely not.”

“Trust me.  There’s power in the right lingerie.  You’ve got a bad boy, that loves how lovely, pretty, and sweet you are.  Just try it.  Thank me later.”

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Posie stares at herself in the mirror, tying the little bow, before she starts to just take it off.  Feeling completely ridiculous, until Jax opens the bathroom door, and just stares at her.  “I’m taking it off.”

“Why?”

“It’s silly,” Jax just shakes his head, his eyes still roaming over his wife’s body.  “Stop.”

“Is this not the reaction you wanted?  Spin around,” Posie slowly spins around, and Jax becomes even weaker with every angle he sees of her.  “I wanna take it off,” he whispers stopping her when she’s back to facing him.  “That is, after I slowly,” his fingers connect to the string at her top, as he slowly pulls the bow undone.  “Make out with my beautiful wife.  Where the hell did this come from,” his hand pulls her back into the bedroom, as his boxer clad self scoots onto the bed.

“I need you on top.  I need a front row seat to this.”

“Jaxy, stop.”

“Absolutely not.  This...wow...we have a plan,” she gives him a questioning look, “Posie, I want to fuck a baby in so bad right now.”

“We have plan.”

“I know.  How reliable are IUDs?”

“Pretty good, why?”

“Dammit,” Posie crawls over his body, giving him a mock face of disappointment.  “Can we take it out.”

“We have a plan.  Daisy isn’t even a year.”

“We’re married though.  I seriously, want to keep you stuffed full of my babies.  Posie, please.  Give me six months, with no IUD, you wearing things like this and if I don’t get you pregnant, we’ll stick it back in.”

“Don’t make me deals when I’m horny,” her body grinds over his abs, and with the sheer and thin material, Jax feels just how wet she’s becoming.

“I want it to be our choice.  And I really wanna a baby in you.”

“Jax, please....”

“Please what, Squeakers?  You were so pretty riding on top of me, while you were pregnant.  Had me in your belly always.  So sensitive, and beautiful,” his fingers play with her sensitive nipples.  “Don’t deny it, darling.  My pussy is so sloppy right now.”

“Jaxy...”

“That’s right, Posie.  Make a mess on my abs, and I’ll fuck you so hard, an IUD won’t stop me from fucking a baby in you.”

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Hi!! First of Mery Christmas! I hope u have a wonderful holidays!!!❤️❤️

I wanted to ask why did Ari , Crutis and our precious Little Princess move to another state!?(that ch had me crying 🤧) And for how long they were there because I remember when Aster learned how to drive she went straight to her Uncle Airy!!

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Merry Christmas 🐢anon!

Curtis had a job offer at a different precinct. It was higher pay, and less dangerous. With them wanting to start a family, they thought it was the right move for them. They kept Ari's house in Boston. It was paid for, and they didn't really need the money to move. That way when they came back to Boston, they would have a place. The thought did cross their mind to rent it out when they weren't there, but Ari was very uncomfortable with someone else having sex in his bed 😂

When Aster went to show Ari that she was driving, they were just there for a week. They didn't move back until the triplets graduated (Aster was twenty-three). Owin, actually went to culinary school. Evaluna is following in Curtis' footsteps, while Miss. Arleigh bunny moves across the country to California to go to school to be a teacher. She just wanted some warm weather for awhile. And Curtis HATES it. Arleigh is his baby girl. She continued to be the runt, and she's such a free spirted kind heart, he's afraid people will hurt him, and she's across the country from him.

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That charity calendar that Owin finally agreed to do with the shelter animals...

It makes sense the photographer was a lady because duh! If you're making a calendar like that your target market is female and naturally that should be the gaze behind the lens.

I know that Owin is getting pulled in by Bitty Bean, so perhaps Opie came along (either to watch and mock Owin play with the animals or volunteer to pose for it too) Maybe Opie likes what he sees, lady in charge of taking the photos, being boss of the set.

Just a thot, dunno what you have planned for Opie. Use the idea for another character if you like.

(Could be she's the same photographer that does Story and Carter's boudoir shots...)

This is adorable! I do have plans for Opie (there may be a tiny sneak peak of his girl down below), but I'm not going to fully start that yet, but it will be a reader insert. But just for funsies, this is going to be a reader insert too. Opie will be getting someone though. She's not been introduced, but she does work for one of the Drysdale descendants, and she loves kids 😉

Owin would 100% agree to this right away. He would have BB right there with him, if they're at that point, or if they're not, he's sending her a copy!

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That Was Nice

Summary:  Opie is a bit shy

Pairings:  Opie Winston X Photographer!Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, face riding, unprotected sex, PIV sex, anal play, 18+ ONLY

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Opie sits there awkwardly as firefighter after firefighter gets their picture taken.  In various forms of undress.  Different animals everywhere, and while Opie isn’t the biggest animal lover, he finds a dog that just wouldn’t leave him alone.  Eventually he couldn’t help but to let the little guy follow him around. 

He watches as Owin the big cut up poses with one of the shelter cats, leaning over to talk with the kitty, before smiling up at the camera.  He doesn’t care that he’s basically nude, except the helmet covering him.  That’s Owin for you.  

Opie had opted for a baggy and low slung jeans, and you can’t help but keep looking at the cute and shy firefighter.  You tried to assure him this was for a good cause, but he didn’t have to participate.

He wanted to go last.  He couldn’t help but to watch you direct all these men and women on how to pose.  Confident with each person.  So sure of yourself like you had been doing this for years, and Opie just admires you, but also almost fears you.

By the time the others had cleared out, Opie takes a big gulp before walking into the lights, “Don’t need to be scared sweetie.  I’ve done this a few times.”

“Anyone I know?”

“I do have a sexy king and queen who love using me,” Opie only huffs out a laugh when you walk up to him, using your hand to maneuver his body the way you want it.  “The king has a thing for her no matter her stage of pregnancy, or sometimes a couple session.  You talk about needing a moment after that.”

“Oh yeah?” that sweet smile shines bright up at you.

“Yeah, they forget that I’m even there.  In a messy world all of their own.  Pretty sure their biggest kink is each other.  What about you?  Got you a girl?”

He shakes his head no at you, “No, just a loud ass roommate and his girlfriend.  He’s a bit of a menace to her.  If he’s not overstimulating her, he’s edging her until she’s just full on sobbing.  Thin walls in the apartment.”

“Hmm,” you get a devious plan.  It’s not that you’re one for a one night stand with a client, but there is this sweetness, and yet ruggedness about him.  “You should find someone to pay him back for all that loud screaming and crying.”

“Who did you have in mind?” you cock up an eyebrow at him.  He was only shy with everyone here.  He’s anything but shy now.

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Opie shoves you through his apartment door, his large stature then pushing you into his room, and you can’t pay any attention to the couple making out on the couch, because he’s banging the door closed.  In a fevered attempt at trying to remove your own and also each other’s clothes at the same time.  His large hands cup both of your breasts, and he gives them a hard squeeze, before pushing you onto the bed, but you’re not sure how you got to this point.

Standing up off the bed, you’re the one shoving him down, “I don’t think so sweetie.  I’m in control tonight,” his eyes shine up at you, and you crawl over his body.  Looking back at his giant cock, you crack your neck, “You better get me good and wet for you,” settling your core down on his face, “Keep your tongue out, I’ll do all the work.”

His tongue presses flat against your clit, and you grind over top of him.  Hands on the bedframe, while you let his tongue do the trick.  Taking another glance back at his pretty cock, you let out a moan, knowing the stretch it’s going to give you will be magical.  Gyrating over him, and he makes the most beautiful sounds at your taste.

“Fuck!” you cry, that drool worthy cock there just leaking beads of precum, and you can’t wait any longer.  Settling yourself over him for some reverse cowgirl, he grabs tightly to your hips as you pop your ass over him.  The two of your sweet sounds mixing together in this dark room, and he chuckles when he hears the beating of his friend on the other side of the wall.

“Eat shit, Jackson.”

“That was Posie.”

“Well...” fuck, he feels amazing, even if it’s you doing all the work, just the way you like it.  “Posie this is payback.”

“Shh, quiet,” you tell him, just needing to feel his girth.  The stretch is immaculate.  There is no need for this man to be as shy as he is.  And you won’t even discover what he’s capable of.  “You like when I use your body?”

“Hell yes.”

You’re beyond thrilled when he takes initiative the play with your muscled hole.  His thumb rubbing over it sweetly, before he breaks through the surface.  “Oh fuckfuckfuck,” your voice moans out.  That extra fill nearly making you cum on the spot.  “Ope you feel so good.”

“Squeezing me so tight.”

“Don’t you cum.  Want you to cum on my face,” Opie takes a deep breath to steady himself while you push yourself to your release.  Everything feels amazing, but when that long arm reaches around to create tight little circles on your clit, you stutter your movements.  Your legs shaking as your high courses through your veins.  Quickly you move off of him, and into the floor.  The first time you show him any sort of submission.

Opie grabs tightly to his cock, fisting it until warm ropes of cum coat your face.  His voice grunting out as he milks himself dry.  Flicking a tongue out, you taste the muskiness of Opie Winston.  Panting up at him, you give him the sweetest smile.  “Well that was nice.  I’m glad I was able to get off.”

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I really miss Ari and Curtis with Triplets when they were lil. Pretty sure these two loved to torture them and do all the crazy stuff. Whenever you feel inspired enough please do write something about them.

We really didn't get to see much of them. They were so sweet, and even though they had their hands full, they made it work, which there was three of them. Their main argument was who was spending more time with which kid. Like you would think that since Owin is biologically Ari's he would feel more attachment, and the same with Curtis and Eva and Arleigh, but they seriously look at all three as theirs, and their Little Princess...

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Yes I Do

Summary: life with the Everett-Levinson’s

Pairings: Ari X LP X Curtis

Rating: 😊😊

Warnings: playful flirting, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.2K

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Ari had denied how much he wanted to be a father for so long. Terrified that his offspring would turn out as vile as his brother. But all that changed when he met you. That raging sense of wanting to see you holding his child, and producing an heir for him so strong. He couldn’t hide it any longer.

Seeing the way you were with not only him and Curtis, but how you loved seeing them together. Not everything had to be all three of you. You were left to explore different forms of couples, because sometimes, it’s just what you needed.

In the beginning it wasn’t jealousy, but insecurity that had made you dislike the two of them together. But the fact of the matter was seeing them openly together, made you love them more.

Their relationship was beyond what you had initially thought. Truly in love with one another, and it made you giddy the fact that they brought you into their circle. Loving you just as deeply as they did themselves.

Curtis was someone who was terrified of children. He, himself didn’t have the best childhood. Growing up in foster care, and treated like a free house worker. He developed a sisterly bond with two girls he always seemed to be living with. But seeing how they were treated, made him want children that much less.

Natasha wasn’t granted a life with kids, and he felt selfish for wanting them. He never wanted them until he watched Ari grunting out how he wanted to see you swollen. His usual roughness in bed was more sweet, and still so commanding. Primal, and animalistic for him to see you with his child. It offset a fire in Curtis, and he realized that he too wanted that life with you, but also his first love.

Agreeing to have his vasectomy reversed, and just hope for the best with getting you pregnant was invigorating and freeing. The three of you ending up in a sweaty pile of arms and legs, and so in love. It was a miracle that you carried a child from each of them, because you had already decided, whoever was the biological father this time around, would become the next. And seeing how they were with just ultrasounds, it was the sweetest thing, and you couldn’t wait until they had a baby to hold.

Seeing these two large men wanting to basically worship the ground that you walked on because you were making the three of you a family did something to you. You wanted to show your appreciation to them all day every day. And they were the ones getting exhausted.

You however, were not prepared to see the two of them crying right along with you as each of those babies be born. Both Ari and Curtis singing your praise at how good you were doing, and everyone getting tearful with each cry and whine from your babies.

You didn’t know you could love any of them even more. Rotating which baby was getting skin on skin with different parents because you all loved all three so much. There just wasn’t enough time in the day to soak up all the love you felt for those babies.

How early on they started developing their personalities. Owin and Eva always play fighting while sweet Arleigh would crawl to her closet parent, and laying her sweet head on their chest. It seemed that she favored Curtis the most. Her chubby little hands couldn’t stay off the back of his head, and she would just rub over the velvet like hair of her dad.

Owin had favored you the most. He was always the first to give up with Eva, and he’d find his way to you. That chunky baby that hated clothes. Preferring to be completely naked, but would settle for only a diaper.

And Eva was much more independent, but would always cheese up at her daddy Ari. The first baby to get teeth, and she had an odd way of making him know they were there. Either biting his shoulder, or biting at his beard, and giving it a little pull. Duckie was not the best nickname for her. Honey badger was better. But whenever you called her that, she would shake her head no, telling you “Uck Uck.”

Throughout the years, the six of you remained close. Even though you were scared to move, you enjoyed the constant family time you got. The dynamics between your wild bunch didn’t change much. Arleigh still your sweet girl who avoided her brother and sister’s rough housing. She was untouchable with those four constantly pranking one another. Bunny was far too cheerful and sensitive to handle it. Even crying when Ari tried scaring her as she was walking around the corner.

Almost afraid to even let him hold her as he continued to apologize to her. From that moment on, the sunny Bunny was off limits.

Owin and Eva really got into it, and giggled so much when Ari would scream at you. You give him a slap on his arm, that he didn’t feel, and he pulls you close to that hard chest, whispering, “I’ll let you show me how angry you are with me later, Princess.”

Owin had a hard time trying to scare you, he ended up just screaming a “Mama,” with his arms outstretched for a giant bear hug.”

Eva on the other hand was relentless. She wanted to scare her dad Curtis more than anything. He wasn’t easily scared. She would jump out in front of him, only to have Curtis scooping her up, with her growling at him. “I wanna scare you! Let me scare you!”

“You’ve gotta earn it, Duckie.”

That has Ari, Owin, and Eva determined for her to get her scare in. You stand cooking supper while, the three of them hide, and Curtis steps in the door. His hands wrapping around your waist and he pulls you into him. Kissing along your skin, whispering, “Where is everyone?”

“I’ve just been cooking, daddy.”

“I’ve been aching for something nice and tight. You think Ari has the kids occupied enough to just slip it in?” you moan, and hate how quickly he has you.

“Dad!” Arleigh shouts making him twist around to look at her. “Something, something is wrong with Duckie! Hurry!”

She runs away with Curtis quickly on her heels and before he gets to Eva’s room, she, resting on Ari’s shoulders screams at him.

Clutching his chest Curtis steps back quickly. “What the hell?”

“I got you! I got you. You fell for the power of Evaluna Blaze! I win! You can’t say anything Dad, because I win.”

“Little One, I believe it’s time for another kid, this one is rotten. We gotta get rid of it,” he chuckles when Eva looks at him with a mixture of hurt and anger. “Duckie, I’m only kidding. They’d only bring your mean self right back.”

“Mama, Dad’s being mean.”

“Daddy, quit,” you reach for Eva, and she gives you an unsatisfied look. “Fine, I’ll spank him later. Dad may cry, so I’ll do it when you’re asleep don’t worry though,” Ari’s eyes flutter closed, and he gives both you and Eva a kiss, swatting at Curtis’ ass.

“Daddy and I will take good care of him.”

“Good he deserves.”

“Yes, I do.”

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Owin and Bitty Bean finally got together and Owin was accidentally *ahem* exposed to Shepley and Marshall before an official meet could be arranged.

How are things going with blending the families? Could we start with BB meeting Owin's family? Would Shepley and Marshall have been part of that introduction? (What stage were his sisters at with their SOs at that point?)

Ahh!! I was wondering when people would be asking about Owin and his Bitty Bean! That was not the best meeting of Marshall and Owin, well meeting as his ex-wife's boyfriend. Marshall has worked for the Baizen's since Story was a Drysdale after all. So of course, Marshall was asking EVERYONE about Owin. Story adores him, because he's always been a real one for Aster, well when she started partying. But Owin is so good to Otto and Ellie, and Mrs. D.

Okay, as far as SOs with his siblings, Arleigh and Beau would have been together for nearly five years, and Eva and Kira are in a relationship (they don't pick up their puppy from the pound until a few years later). Arleigh LOVES Bitty Bean, because she saw Owin for who he was. BB took the time to get to know her giant brother, Eva doesn't dislike her, but she doesn't automatically love her like Arleigh. Eva just wants Owin to understand that being with an older woman, and one that has a kid has responsibilities, and the ex will always be apart of his life.

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The Wild Ones

Summary: you meet the Everett-Levinson’s

Pairings:  Owin X BB

Rating: 🥹🥹

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.4K

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“We don’t have to do this yet,” Owin looks at you, almost pleading to back out, but you give him a little knock to his shoulder. “We don’t. Shep, could…well, would Marshall want to have him an extra day.”

“What has gotten into you? It’s just your family.”

“Yes, but,” Owin walks over to pick up Chloe from on top of the fridge, and snuggles into her. Letting Chloe’s purrs soothe him.

“My family is crazy. You should have seen how they were when Arleigh brought a boy,” Owin stops to think about the other sister, and how not much was mentioned about Kira. “Well, maybe it was just Bunny, and maybe it was because it was a boy who is my cousin. But…we should talk to Shep about my parents. I have two dads.”

“Firstly, Owie, Shep is taught to respect everyone,” you spin around so fast, stopping the preparation of your Mac and cheese to look at him. “And secondly, I have already explained your family dynamics. I’m not going to say he won’t have questions, he’s a kid, but he will respect other people’s differences. It’s not that big of a deal. I’ve heard your parents are sickeningly in love.”

“You have no idea. So, we’re doing this?” you give him a nod, and start to ask what the real problem is, but he answers beforehand. “I’ve just never brought a girl, uh woman, to meet my family. I’m protective of them, and I don’t want anyone to judge them. Plus, I’ve never been with anyone long enough.”

“Hey,” you walk up to him, and rub your hand on his cheek, “Behave, and I might let you place that pretty cock in my mouth while you get ready for bed. Misbehave, and I’m afraid, you’re gonna get a spanking.”

“I’m not sure that’s a threat.”

“Owin Apollo, you will behave.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good boy. Now go get dressed. You’re wearing a shirt today,” Owin gives you a small pout, but you just shoo him away to get dressed. Leaving the waiting game on Marshall to drop Sheply off for the week.

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Sheply clings tightly to you, as the three of you walk into Owin’s parents’ home. Good welcoming vibes ooze out of their walls, calming your nerves, and even Shep seems to hold less tightly to you. “My dads are probably out back, but my mom…Ma!”

“What?” his mother’s voice harsh, but when she walks around the corner to see her son, she gives him the biggest smile. “Hey baby. Oh,” she looks at you whispering your name, and you know you give her your own big grin. “I’ve heard so much about you, and Mr. Sheply. Owin says you love LEGOs?”

“Yeah,” he answers meekly.

“Owie, why don’t you take Shep out to the garage, and show him all yours,” he walks past giving his mom a kiss to the cheek. Picking up Shep to throw on his back. “Oh! Owin, easy on the boy’s head, you’re so tall, he may bump the doorframe.”

Owin whispers out another yes ma’am before the two of them head off. “My boy, he’s something, huh?” you can only nod in agreement as you look around their home at the different photos throughout the years. “I never thought I would have kids. Those men outside talked me into it. But I wouldn’t trade my zoo for anything. He’s fond of you, you know?”

“Yeah, I’m fond of him, too, Mrs…”

“Do not call me that. You can call me LP like everyone else,” you start to ask what it means, but she beats you to it. “My husbands, they called me their Little Princess, it just stuck after all these years. Come on, let’s head outside. Owin always gets here early. Arleigh and Beau will be next. And then our mess of a child Eva and her partner Kira. My babies are a lot when they get together, so be forewarned. Sheply may pick up some bad habits, because Eva always has to prove she’s stronger than Owie. At a big whopping five foot five, she thinks she’s going to take down a giant.”

“She can,” Ari says, giving his wife a quick kiss before extending his hand to you. “Don’t let my wife scare you, Owin is our problem child.”

“That’s Duckie!” Owin shouts slamming down three huge totes of LEGOs.”

“And don’t call her that,” Curtis walks up, giving both Ari and LP a kiss, extending his own hand out. “Bunny is about the only one that allows her childhood nickname. Calling Evaluna, Duckie, will get you tackled. She has no filter, and she does not care that you’re dating her brother. In fact, it’ll make her more apt to take you to the ground.”

“I wanna see mom get tackled,” Sheply giggles at him.

“It’s been awhile since we’ve had a little boy here,” Ari’s voice goes louder when Arleigh and Beau walk outside, “My children won’t give me babies, so I have to resort to stealing a few from Ransom.”

“Is that not what your other daughter, Aster, is for?” Arleigh asks, standing up on her tiptoes to hug Ari. She gives you a kind smile before hugging Curtis. “I’m sure the Queen of Boston would bring a baby if you could promise that he stays safe for a ride along.”

“I keep telling Story, she’s not riding along with me,” Curtis grumbles when Arleigh turns to her mother.

“Babies are expensive. And we’ve just now got the house complete. And we got fur babies. You haven’t seen the chicken coop. Or Beau’s favorite animals, the goats.”

“Don’t go telling lies!” Beau gives each of the parents hugs before going back to Arleigh. Another giant in comparison to the tiny Bunny. “Those things are menaces. They popped Tulip’s ball the other day, and he sat there until I came back with another.”

“You realize you’re talking about a mini horse like it’s your child?” Owin asks causing Shep to giggle.

“Tulip is precious! He loves playing with his ball, and those heathens I guess are jealous that he’s the favorite. They sabotaged him. And they’re escape artists. The girls just stood there and watched them.”

“The girls?” you ask getting confused.

“My daughter and her boyfriend have cows, that Beau affectionately refers to as his girls. He loves confusing people. Clover and Sage. They also love naming their animals after herbs and plants. What’s the next thing you’re getting?”

“A baby donkey,” Arleigh nose scrunches up as she smiles with how excited she is about their next animal.

“You’re the jackass,” Eva, the one you were warned about, walks through the back gate, with a sweet looking blonde girl. Eva gives her mother a quick hug before she’s running towards Owin with a battle cry.

“Do not mind my sister, she acts like she was raised by wolves.”

“She was,” Ari beats at his chest proudly, “Two lone wolves with their pups!”

“I thought you two were bears, and these are our cubs?” LP sighs. “My family. You either love us, or you can only take us in small doses,” she gives you a wink before walking in between her husbands.

“Bunny help!” Owin shouts, reaching a hand towards the baby.

“Not a chance! I don’t partake in this. Beau, you go.”

“No, I know better than to fight against Eva. Owin? Maybe. Eva? Never.”

“You finally wizened up Beaumont! Fight with me. Join the dark side.”

“Ugh,” you groan, walking over to them. “I guess I’ll join Owie.”

“Oh!” Sheply shouts, excited about you playing around. “Me too! Eva you’re going down!”

“Looks like we now have five children Little One,” Curtis gives his wife a kiss, grabbing up Ari’s hand.

“I like this one,” Curtis watches the four of you in a giant dog pile.

“Compared to what?”

“Good point. Boy has good taste. And,” Ari adds, giving the four of them a smile, “I’m going to like having a little boy around.”

“You know,” Arleigh walks over to her parents, her arms crossed over her chest. “Had you been as welcoming to Beau, that would have been spectacular.”

“Blame your dad. I always liked Beau.”

“I didn’t dislike the kid. I just got my Bunny back, and he was taking her away.”

“Would you guys stop bickering. Let’s get the food out while the wild ones are occupied.”

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hi jen!! 🤗 i’m curious about how daddies Curtis and Ari have time to do anything with their LP when their babies are born? Does their sex life change at all when the babies are born?

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Obviously, some things in the beginning had to change. They had to wait awhile before even getting back to the sex, but then there's three kids...

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There’s Three of Us

Summary:  Evening chats with your daddies

Pairings:  Ari Levinson X Little Princess!Reader X Curtis Everett

Rating:  Mild

Warnings: talks about sexual scenes, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  450

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Sleepy.  That’s the best way to describe you in your current state.  Just sleepy.  All the time.  You weren’t even sure you could be that sleepy.  You sleep any chance you get because the triplets take so much out of you, and yet, it’s still the best feeling.

Amazing to wake up to your two men getting out of the bed, to bring a baby, or two, or all three with them.  They do not mind the late nights, nor do they mind helping you, with them.  Which is good because those three are demanding.

At night, before the doctor, they both just cuddle into you.  Pressing soft kisses on your body, until you’re drifting off to sleep.  The ever so patient daddies of yours, even refusing to get sexual gratification from each other, until you can participate.  

Neither care about the long wait, even if you did.  Constantly paranoid about them feeling upset.  “We’ve failed you,” Ari presses a hand on your belly before pushing you further onto him, while Curtis lays beside you gazing at your eyes.

“No you didn’t.”

“Yeah, we did,” Curtis agrees.  His soft pout pressing a tender kiss on your forehead.  “If we didn’t you wouldn’t be worried.  Things are going to change.  We have three babies.  Someone is always bound to be awake.  You are almost guaranteed to be tired.  There’s three of them.”

“There’s three of us,” you remind him as Ari brings you even closer to his body.

Pulling himself even closer to his mouth, he whispers behind your ear, “And things change.  We might not be able to do our sexy little scenes all the time like before.  But we all wanted this.  We knew that things would change.  Can’t have you screaming while the kids are sleeping.”

“Can’t have you whimpering when Curtis splits that pretty little hole of yours either.”

“Until we figure out someone to watch the kids...” Curtis leans to give both you and Ari a kiss, but you grab his jaw quickly, “What?”

“They’re babies.  They’re not kids.  You stop aging our babies.”

“I’m sorry.  Until we can find someone to watch the babies, when you’re cleared of course, sweet, soft, and slow love making is what it’ll be.  But trust me, Little One, when we get back to our alone time, neither one of us will have a problem making you forget how to walk.”

“Sweet love making?  I could maybe get used to that.  But...” reaching behind you, you press Ari into you, pulling Curtis even closer, “Don’t forget what we all like and enjoy, deal?”

“Deal.”  “Deal.”

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What Are These

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Summary:  Marshall comes to pick up his son

Pairings:  Walter Marshall X Ex wife!Reader (Bitty Bean)

Rating:  umm

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  650

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You hear a knock on the door, and your son is already running to the front.  Opening the door wide, and he jumps in his dad’s arms giving him a big hug.  “Shep, why don’t you go pack while I talk to your mother.”

“Oooh, you’re in trouble.”

“No, she’s not.  Just been too busy to talk to her.  Go on.  You’re staying with me a full week,” Sheply runs up to his room before Marshall ever takes a seat at the bar.  You go ahead and poor him a glass of fresh lemonade.  His eyes looking at the most recent artwork of your son’s on the fridge.  “So how’s it going?”

“Fine.”

“You like working for Mrs. Drysdale?”

“I told you last time that you asked it was fine and I enjoyed it.  So why don’t you say, what you really want,” you slide over the glass and sit across from him, and he offers you a big smile, mumbling out a nothing.  “You asked our son to go pack.  You wanted to talk to me privately, so talk.”

“Don’t give him the muffin,” you raise up an eyebrow at him confused.  “Not yet anyways.”

“Are we talking about a pastry or my muffin?  Because we’re divorced Marshall.  Whoever I give my muffin to, is my business.  When and if someone meets our son, that’s when it becomes slightly more your business.  But as long as we’ve known each other, I would hope that you would know, I have decent judgement on who meets Shep.”

“I was talking about both the pastry and your...muffin.”

“Just because you’ve worked for the family for years, does not mean that you know all about them.  Owin isn’t really a Drysdale.  You know why we didn’t work out, Walt?” those dark blue eyes roll up to meet yours.  “You were so consumed in that job, you couldn’t bother to come home to your wife and son.”

“They needed me.”

“The woman never left the house.  And when she did you were out in public for what?  An hour.  Admit you stayed, because they paid well.  That’s how you afforded us this house, and why you still won’t let me take over the mortgage.  And yes, I know it’s paid for now.  And I appreciate you being thoughtful towards our son.  We always get along, so don’t let the possibility of me going on a date ruin our relationship.  We were always better off as friends.  Our son is happier because we can be civil towards one another.  And before you ask, Owin isn’t aware of who I was married to, or even that I have a child.  He hasn’t got the muffin yet to know.”

“I’m sorry.  That was outta line.”

“You should date,” he rolls his eyes at you.  “You should.  You’re a great guy.  A good father, when you were there, a good husband.  You just need a woman to swipe you off your feet and make you want to shut off at appropriate times.”

“She’s gotta be able to put up with another family, and you, and Shep, too.”

“Ahh, the secret but not so secret family.  If it’s something you want, you could do it.  I don’t want to be single forever.  I want a life with someone.  I want more kids, and you don’t.  And let me worry about my muffins.  I’m also confused on how you know about the muffin deal?”

He laughs, his hand rubbing across his beard, “That family does not know how to be quiet.  Nothing about you, but Owin and the new girl that he’s got his eyes on.  And how she’s been making him chase, and he’s not had tail in months.  All because she won’t give him a blueberry muffin,” the ding of the oven goes off, and you pull out a batch of muffins.  Placing them in front of Marshall.  “What are these?” he asks you with a grin.

“Blueberry muffins.”

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Can we see some sweet moments between Ari, Curtis, & LP with the triplets as little babies? I feel like we didn’t get to enjoy Ari and Curtis as daddies to sweet snuggly little babies enough.

We haven't got to see much of the daddies when their babies were little and even the dynamic between the triplets! This family, if you could imagine, are so close! They all get alone quite well. They adore each other, and they play off each other well.

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I Don’t Want To

Summary:  No one wants the triplets to grow up

Pairings:  Ari X Reader X Curtis

Rating:  FLOOF

Warnings: crawling, walking babies, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.2K

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You walk into the nursery thinking you’re going to see your little babies sleeping peacefully in their bed. Most of the time sleeping better when they’re all together still.

But you should have known when you saw both their cars in the carport. Walking in to see Curtis rocking a sleeping Arleigh, while Ari lays in the floor with Eva and Owin. Tickling at their bellies. Eva tries to fruitlessly hold her legs up to cover her belly, but her daddy still is able to tickle her.

Arleigh only gives a few nose scrunches at the giggles, but when that big baby boy of yours catches sight of you, he begins squealing. His body flails around while he makes grabby hands towards you, and it’s only at the sound of what Bunny thinks is distress before she wakes up.

You finally pick up Owin, giving Ari a kiss; he lifts up Eva so she can give you one of her messy baby kisses. Walking over to Curtis you give him a kiss and move down to your smiling Bunny girl. With a quick scrunchy nose kiss, she smacks her lips and is burying her face back into Curtis’ chest.

“It is their bedtime, Daddy,” you say softly looking at Ari.

“They didn’t want to sleep,” you look at Owin who is already rubbing his eyes before plopping his head down on your shoulder.

“What were you saying?” you giggle down at him.

“Eva didn’t want to sleep,” she grips her fist tightly and grunts at him.

“Oh sweetie, is daddy tickling you to keep you awake?”

While Curtis chuckles, Ari looks up at you aghast, “That’s not funny. Every time they go to sleep they wake up bigger. So I…I’m keeping them young. Just for you two.”

“I don’t want to see Eva cranky again,” Curtis himself answers sleepily. “Duckie is miserable when she doesn’t get sleep.”

“Fine…fine. You two just want them to grow up. Fine, come on sweet…” he looks down at his wild daughter to see her eyes already fluttering closed. “I misjudged her sleepiness.”

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“Come on,” Curtis leans over on his elbows, trying to coax Eva to crawl forward. The most she had done was rocked a little bit, stealing sneaky smiles at Curtis. “Evaluna Blaze, you move your cute little tush over here,” she moves to sit down on her bottom and starts clapping her hands.

“Owin show sissy how you crawl,” he tells the big boy.

“Uh, Curtis,” Ari starts, rubbing the back of his neck while Owin mostly scoots towards the pair. “He doesn’t really crawl. He looks like a caveman.”

“His belly gets in the way,” you pout at the two of them, but that face changes when Owin’s course is towards you. “Oh hey sweet boy, come here. Eva you’re the only one who isn’t crawling.”

Pouting at you a bit before she looks at Curtis making her grabby hands again. “Daddy, don’t you dare,” but when Eva gives him a big pout, you know it’s all over. “Curtis,” and then the tears. “No!”

He can’t help it. He rushes to Eva and picks her up, pressing her body tight against his chest. And surprisingly, no more tears. “You fall for her games every time.”

“She reached for me. And she doesn’t want to crawl. She wants to run. I can’t help it that my babies make me mush. You two did this to me. I was perfectly fine, being a hard ass, but no. In come Ari and our little princess. Ari came in strong with the breeding kink, and I fell for it. And then, you gave us these most beautiful and amazing babies, and I’m useless when it comes to them. So, it’s all your faults. Not mine.”

“Maybe we should give them back,” Ari chuckled darkly.

“Don’t you dare!” he screams back at him. “These three…I only barely remember time before them. Can’t imagine my life without them. And I can’t imagine a life without my husband and wife.”

“Aw, daddy,” your voice coos. “We finally broke you.”

“Between you two and then our children, yeah. I’m broken. Fix me,” he gives you and Ari the biggest pout. “Pwease.”

“Later tonight. You let me and Ari take care of you for a change.”

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“His legs are too big for him to walk,” Ari looks at Curtis pitifully. “He can’t do it.”

“Ari,” Curtis huffs out a laugh at the usually hard husband. “He wants to walk.”

“His legs are too big, and he’s got a big head. He’s not proportioned right to walk.”

“You take that back,” you tell him with Arleigh on your hip. “My babies are all perfect. You just don’t want him to walk.”

“You’ve already got two kids that are walking. He doesn’t need to,” Owin tries to take a step towards Curtis who has Eva in his lap, who playfully claps her hands. Owin looks up at his daddy annoyed and tries to take another step. “No. I don’t want you to.”

“Ari…”

“No, it’s happening so fast. They’re already a year old. And he’s too big to walk. No. I don’t want him too. Princess you can carry him his whole life,” Curtis and you go into a belly laugh at that comment. “What?”

“He’s gonna outgrow his mama. She won’t be able to carry him. Let him take a step,” Ari just shakes his head, still gripping tight to Owin, who gives him a grunt. “He wants you to help him take a step. Help him.”

“I don’t want to,” he looks up at Curtis and then over at you. “Duckie and Bunny already don’t need me anymore. He still does. Don’t…are you sure we can’t have another kid?”

“Oh we could. But for the first try, you two put three babies in me. I think we’re good. Ari, our babies will always need you. He may not need you to walk, but if they play sports, they’ll need you to practice. When he starts dating he’ll need advice on girls or boys. Same with Bunny and Duckie.”

“No! Our kids don’t date.”

“This is silly. Let our son take a step, his face is turning blue from holding his breath,” Curtis looks at Ari who finally moves with Owin. Letting that chubby boy take a few steps before reaching Curtis. Grabbing ahold of Eva, he takes the both of them to the floor.

“Why did he do that?”

“Because, he was angry with you,” you tell him and Ari gasps. “When Owin gets angry he holds his breath. Have you not noticed that?”

“Our son is trying to…who taught him that?” his voice booms around the room and all three kids look at him shocked. “I’m sorry babies. Who taught our son to hold his breath?”

“No one. He knows how to get attention,” as soon as the room calmed down, Bear and Duckie already start play fighting again.

“I don’t like that. Owin I forbid you to hold your breath.”

“Then quit refusing to let him grow. Just let him give his mama that face because she won’t give him anymore blueberries. You started the blueberries.”

“I started the muffins, and he started picking blueberries out of them. That’s not my fault. Little heathen, had to protest against no more blueberries by holding his breath.”

“Son,” Ari softly picks up Owin, his eyes looking over his biggest baby. “Quit doing that, and I’ll give you all the blueberry muffins or just blueberries you want.”

“Don’t make those types of promises,” Curtis narrows his eyes at Ari.

“You do that, and we’re going to have a son that’s obsessed with blueberry muffins.”

“Blueberry muffins have never heart anyone before.”

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Please can we have a little Owin x BB something Jen? ☺️ -🦋

Yes!! We haven't seen much of these two have we. So last we saw them they were on their first date, and she laid it out on the line with Owin. BB knows exactly what she wants, and she's making sure that he knows where she stands.

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Won’t Be So Bad

Summary: you’re tired of waiting

Pairings: Owin X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, size kink, praise kink, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.5K

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Dating Owin was exciting. He was always ready to go do something. Never pressured you for sex. Never even questioned about when he would meet Sheply. While things were going great with him, meeting your precious son was something completely different.

Owin didn’t even feel jealous when you had to decline a date because you were going to spend time with your son. Wasn’t bothered by yours and Marshall’s continued co-parenting relationship. Or the fact that the two of you, were quite close.

He’d just shrug letting you know it was good to be that way. Sometimes you forget his best friend had a difficult time doing just that with her ex.

You weren’t looking for a step dad for Shep. Or a replacement because his and Marshall’s relationship was great. And better since the divorce. Things flowed. They were comfortable.

But to say you were tired yourself of getting blue balls. Even when the two of you were making out, and you could feel the weight of his cock on your thigh, he never initiated sex. It was quite a confusing time.

But that night, as the two of you come barreling through the door, arms and hands connecting to who knows. You pull off his clothes, and he tries to stop you, “I want this.”

“You have to say it. Explicitly.”

“That’s what you were waiting on?” you want to laugh because you’re so sexually frustrated, but then you want to squeeze this man.

“I have never waited this long. Usually it’s the first…”

“I want you to fu…” you stop because it sounds crass, and not at all what you want him to do you. “I want you. And I want to have sex with you.”

“As you wish,” scooping your body up, he looks around the house. And you feel like an idiot because he has no idea where your room is.

“Second door on the left.”

While he’s looking, your kissing on every part of his skin. Relishing in the feeling of almost having him.

Gently he lays you on the bed, and he’s the one removing your clothes. Slowly kissing at every new part of exposed skin. He moans when he sees your soft belly. Kissing over your stretch marks from pregnancy. Every part of him undressing you is a sweet tenderness.

When he finally has all of you undressed, but your panties, Owin palms you over the lace thongs. Laying over top of you, so he can slowly kiss along your mouth. “Owin, I want you. I don’t need anymore prep. Just…”

Sitting back on his legs, he starts removing his own clothes, and you reach over for a condom. You had taken a guess as to size, and he gives you a nod of approval. Pulling out an identical one from his pocket.

He doesn’t fully get out of his jeans, before you begin the removal of your panties, and he whimpers of the sight of you exposed before him. His movements become more uneven, and he’s non longer putting on a show. He wants to feel you wrapped around him.

Owin puts the condom on with ease, and you’re happy to know that your man whore of a boyfriend was at least smart. His thick body crawls over you, and he slaps his dick over your slit. Chuckling with every jolted movement you make.

Grabbing the headboard with one hand, he slides through your tight channel. His free hand softly caressing your face, and you let out the tiniest whimper at his satisfied smile. “Owin,” your voice mewls out, making him kiss up your heated skin.

“I know. Shh, just…just breathe.”

Pulling himself out completely, he slowly sinks back into your warmth. His lips aching for any moan that escapes your own. Capturing and swallowing each sound from your mouth.

Owin creates a steady rhythm. Slow and deep, which isn’t hard considering his size. His cock, glorious, and comparable to his body. Thick, heavy, and long. Such a satisfying stretch. A bit of pressure but just the perfect fullness.

Grabbing at his face to look at you, it’s pure love as he ruts into you. A proud smile that you took all of him like a good girl. Smiling in his kisses that he peppers around your face.

“So good,” he moans out, whispering your name on your skin. This was worth the wait. He was worth the wait.

Normally you like to switch up positions, but there is something so right about this. Basic missionary, but feeling his wait over you, his breath as he grunts out his pleasure, the way his hair tickles at your exposed sun, and even watching the care that he takes in making sure that you’re getting as much pleasure as him. His face shows his true intentions, and whether he says it or not, you know it to be true. He’s falling, and just as hard as you are.

“Holy shit,” he growls, grabbing the backboard tightly. “You gonna cum with me?” with a single nod, he stabs into your quicker. Your back arches off the bed, and you scratch down his broad back. Hearing his own whimpers mixed with yours, makes your walls flutter around him.

You watch with a smile when his eyes roll back into his head, “You look so pretty like that Owie,” that did it in. You make a mental note that he like praises. Like those soothing touches of your fingers gliding across his skin. “You did a good job, sweet boy.”

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Waking up the next morning, Owin still sleeps. His soft snores cause his long hair to puff up with every breath, and you know this sweet thing deserves a blueberry muffin and coffee.

Giving him a soft kiss to his forehead you walk downstairs, and get to work. Moving with ease to get the muffins in the oven. It isn’t until you grind the coffee beans that you feel his giant presence behind you, “How did you sleep, Owie?”

“That’s the best sleep I’ve had,” his thick and tall body walks behind you. Pulling up his button up over the swell of your ass, and those mitt sized hands smooth over your backside. Pressing you into the counter, he kisses at your neck, moving the shirt to kiss on your shoulders, his hands roaming through your folds.

“Making blueberry muffins make you this horny?” you only sigh at his motions, “No wonder it took you so long to make them for…”

“Mom, what are you doing?”

“Holy shit,” you yelp, pushing Owin off of you. Shep standing there gawking at the two of you while Marshall gives you a disapproving look.

“I did call, but I see why you didn’t answer,” Owin, drops the shirt over you, thankfully he’s a large man, and it covers everything. But you can’t button up the front fast enough, and then Owin extends his hand to Marshall.

He gives one look to Owin’s hand and shakes his head, “No, thank you. I’m good.”

“Shep, why don’t you take your stuff to your room.”

“You and dad need to ‘talk’, huh?”

“Sheply Alexander Marshall.”

“I’m going. Geeze, I’m the one that’s going to be scarred here.”

You turn and glare at Marshall, “I did call.”

“You knew I had a date.”

“This,” he points between you and Owin, “is more than a date. What’s in the oven. It smells amazing.”

“Blueberry muffins,” Marshall chuckles, and winks at you.

“I should go, but um…you, uh, have my shirt.”

“You can stay. He’s already seen you now. Why are you dropping him off early?”

“Last minute change. Mrs. Baizen and Otto are headed to New York to assist Mr. Baizen with some things.”

“No shit,” Owin giggles. “Your Princess Story book’s body guard. Why are you being so formal? You’ve been with them since before the little man was born. Do you talk like that in front of them?” Marshall scowls but shakes his head no. “Don’t do it in front of me. I love them. Extended family. So this isn’t really awkward? You can join us for muffins and,” looking at the forgotten coffee, he walks over to finish it. “Coffee of course.”

“I can make muffins work. How about you two get some real clothes on. I didn’t expect to meet you and see your nipples the first time,” Marshall shrugs, taking the muffins out of the oven.

As much as you wanted to avoid Owin meeting Shep and even Marshall meeting him, he’s not threatened by either. Recognizing almost immediately that you and Marshall don’t hate each other and do, and will continue to have a relationship. Had made it a point to try and make you at ease with Marshall.

Marshall takes out a cooling muffin, and frowns at you. “Please don’t tell me this is like this for a certain reason.”

“Do not like the perfect muffin?”

“It’s got cream in the middle.”

“Oh my god! Marshall, it’s cream cheese.”

“A plain blueberry muffin is plenty.”

“We were equating blueberry muffins to her ‘muffin’, lucky man, you bet both.”

“You two separate. Owin, get changed. And I forbid the two of you to become besties. Go, now,” you don’t hate it. Confused, maybe. But the fact that Owin held his own with the equally large Marshall. Maybe this won’t be so bad.

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[georgiapeach30513]

Can we have moren of Owin and itty bitty please? I feel like your gonna keep us in suspense like blade and lo

I LOVE these two! And yes, I'm gonna make you wait, and the reason why, is Owin is a soft player. Typically he gets that blueberry muffin, he has a few weeks, maybe a month or two with them, and he's done. BB knows this, she finds him extremely attractive, why wouldn't she? 6'9" thick, tatted, respectful, and he has a things with the kids. But what happens when she somewhat caves?

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Strawberry Muffin, and a Mini Blueberry Muffin

Summary:  Owin missed you

Pairings:  Owin X Bitty Bean

Rating:  cuteness

Warnings: Owin, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  600

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You give a small smirk when you hear Owin’s walk in laughing.  The small package tucked away and ready for him.  He goes and does his quick little flirting with Mrs. Drysdale, before that big body is leaned over the counter, “You didn’t come back yesterday.”

You give him a shrug, “I figured if you were really needing a muffin and coffee you could walk down the steps.”

“Aw, shot right to the heart,” his eyes scan over the display case before he looks at you with a sigh.  “I guess just surprise me with your favorite.  Where’s Vanessa, she always makes sure to have the right muffins.

“Yesterday we had some amazing blueberry muffins,” his mouth drops open a bit, as you grab a strawberry shortcake muffin.  Taking the cup you had set aside just for him, you pour his coffee.  

“I guess I should have walked down the stairs.  It’s not weird me living up there.  Mrs. D, she’s good to me.  We usually have a lunch hour on my days off.  She’s a second mom.  We talk about important things,” he gives you a wink taking his bag and coffee.  “You don’t usually put my muffin in a bag.”

“There’s usually only one muffin,” he rips open that bag so quickly.  Seeing only but a tiny little blueberry muffin.  “I always make mini muffins with leftover batter.  Ellie calls them the baby muffins.  Usually Aster comes by and collects them.”

“This is a...you finally got it,” he takes a quick drink of his coffee, and then those eyes go to look at you oddly.  “You know I always get blonde roast right?” you nod your head.  He takes another drink, his tongue clicking in his mouth.  “Why does this taste...okay, you win this time Itty Bitty Bean.  Next time don’t put sugar in my coffee,” popping the entire mini muffin in his mouth he exaggerates a moan, “I bet this is even better full size, but imagine it giant sized.  The bigger the better.  I’ll let you know about this inferior berry muffin tomorrow.”

Turning to leave, you can’t help but smile at the giant man.  Even more so knowing that he has a fluffy kitty cat.  “How about tomorrow you give him a blueberry muffin.”

“But, Mrs. Drysdale, you said...”

“Trust me on this one.  Owie is a good kid.  But, don’t hurt him.  Be honest with him.  You don’t always have to be so guarded either,” she knows all about your hesitations.  You have to be careful.  Have to be choosy.  Have to fully think things through.  “I saw you melt when you saw him with Ellie.”

“It’s just cause him and Aster are good friends,” you turn to grab a rag, and start wiping things down.

“They are close, but he’s good with kids.  I have a few grandchildren to spare.  While yes, Ellie is his girl, that is her godfather, poor girl she has two godfathers,” she rolls her eyes but looks back at you.  “I told you to be careful because of how he is.  I’m telling you now to give him a muffin.”

“Mrs. Drysdale, what do you know?”

“I know that my Owie loves blueberry muffins.  Make him one with extra crumbles on top.  If you really want to make an impression, heat it up for him.  And this time no sugar in the coffee, don’t change his roast.  But I need you to be completely honest with my boy.  Talk about your expectations, your needs, and your wants.  Even if they’re not all for you.  Just trust me when I tell you, he’s fully invested.”

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[georgiapeach30513]

Loved the last Owin piece you did, maybe something about how he is with his dad's? He is obviously a mommas boy but would be interesting to see how he is with Curtis and Ari.

He is definitely the closest with his mama. She might have hijacked him when he was just a wee bear cub who are we kidding that boy has always been a big boy. But he is close with both his dads. His personality is most like Ari's, but he somewhat works with Curtis. They're not in the same field, but they have had to work together on occasion. Owin is someone who wants people to smile and laugh, and he definitely brings out the light heartedness with his dad.

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Drive Into the Sunset

Summary:  Owin picks up his dads

Pairings:  Ari X Owin X Curtis

Rating:  fatherly bonding

Warnings: mild language, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  750

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"Hey old man,” Owin calls out to his dad who’s working on a new green house for his wife.  “You and dad wanna go for a ride?”

Ari stands up straight looking over the car his son is driving, “Who’s is this?”

“Does it matter?”

“Did you steal it?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Do you think I’m your other dad?”

“Is your husband here?”

“You two sound dumb,” Curtis giggles walking outside.  He gives a long whistle looking over the car.  “Seriously do you have this legally?”

“Yes.  Jesus, I have friends,” the two men laugh hysterically looking at their son.  “I do.  This...this isn’t funny.  Fine, Beck had it.”

“What does Beck having this have to do with whose it is?” Ari asks walking over to jump in the back.

“He borrowed it from Carter.”

“Does he know you have it?” Curtis opens the door to get in the car.  Turning back to look at Ari who’s pushing something under the seat.  “What was that?”

“You don’t wanna know.  Kinky little shits.  Where are we going?” 

“Just driving,” Owin responds starting to drive onto the road.  “Alright you two, I got a new bike.”

“New bike.  Some other man’s car.  You’re going through a quarter life crisis...a late quarter life,” Curtis leans his head back on the seat and closes his eyes.  Letting the early summer sun bear down on his face.

“No, we said when I was little, if I ever grew up, we’d ride.  This is nice because I can talk.  But the road, yeah?” Ari looks at his son’s gleaming fingers.  Rings that he’s collected throughout the years, but one is much more special now.

“Ride?  Like our own crew.  The Everett-Levinson’s fear us!” Ari shouts out into the air and taps on Curtis’ shoulder.  “Our wife would die.”

“You’ve rode my whole life.”

“You, son.  Your dad means you.  Your mother thinks you’re this little boy.  I think you outgrew that a long time ago.  What about your family.  They okay with you riding?” he loves seeing his son smile so big at the words your family, still.

“Yeah, they’re okay with it.”

“Why this car?”

“Went to go see some Beck’s.  Ellie was getting a bit jealous of sharing me.  Told all of them that I was hers.”

“She does have to share with a bunch of kids.  How did we get involved in this?” Curtis asks looking back at Ari.  “Oh, I forgot.”

“Don’t even go there.  How did you get involved CC?  What made you and Kitten have this amazing bond all these years later?  What did you do?  And why does Ransom still give you these odd looks?”

“I’m still upset about this,” Owin laughs.  “I love Mrs. D.  It’s playful flirting, but that woman never gives me the time of day.”

“That woman, is like your second mother,” Curtis taps at his shoulder with a fist.  “Be nice.  She’s good people.”

“So, what was it like father?”

“I don’t talk about that.”

“You taught her to throw an axe.”

“Even the twirly thing she was so concerned about,” Ari adds in.  “Me thinks she’s better than you sometimes.”

“Just drive.  You two are annoying.  I don’t kiss and tell.”

“But you did kiss.  I saw it with my own eyes.”

“Owin kissed Aster,” Curtis whines trying to get the conversation away from him, and his past little.

“I gagged.  It was nasty.  Ten out of ten do not recommend kissing your best friend.  Gross.  Yuck.  Don’t do it.  None of it,” Ari and Curtis both laugh at their son still gagging beside him.  “I’m pretty sure she threw up for real afterwards.”

“Note to self, don’t let Owie shove his tongue down your throat or you will vomit,” Owin rolls his eyes, and only steals a glance over at Curtis.  “Aw,” he clicks his tongue giving him a pitied look.  “She gagged without the tongue, huh?”

“Our relationship is not like that.  It felt so gross, and wrong.  Aster Drysdale is with exactly who she needs to be with.  Chris Beck makes her calmer.  Her eye doesn’t twitch anymore if the towels are folded the wrong way.”

“Remember when you would do stupid shit like that at her house?” Ari laughs at the one time they had a dinner at Aster’s, and Owin had quietly terrorized her.  “You turned the almond milk the wrong way.  You messed up towels.  You got water droplets on her mirror, what was the one she was really freaking out about?”

“The pantry.  That was mean.  I shouldn’t have moved her pantry around.  She isn’t quite that bad anymore.  Atlas and Beck have softened her.  And the other kids.”

“Shh,” Curtis hums when he catches the first glimpse of the sun setting.  “Just drive into the sunset.  And we’ll think about getting our bikes out.  It could be nice.”

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