- happy daddy -

Rating: Explicit [MINORS DNI]

Type: Smut with Feels

Pairing: Daddy Ari Levinson x Female Reader

Summary: You and Ari spent the whole afternoon waiting for your guests to leave so you could jump each other’s pants, and when they do… just read the tags, I don’t know what came over me.

Word Count: 2909

Tags and Warnings: Explicit sexual content; d/s dynamic; mention of semi-public sex; vaginal fingering; vaginal penetration; dirty talk (like a lot); daddy kink; innocence, corruption and breeding kink (all play pretend but it’s there); brief mention of lactation kink (blink and you miss it but it’s there); praise; one use of the term slut very affectionately;power bottom and power top (somehow, i have no idea how this happened. i mean i do. ari is how it happened, he does things to me)

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A.N.: All praise and blame goes to @howdoyousleep3 for sending me a message saying “just the tip, just a finger, just a little taste”and“ask nicely, Daddy”. What was I supposed to do? Not go feral? You can actually also blame her for all my daddy kink fics in general because her writing taught me to be shameless about it. Two great examples that were certainly a lot of inspiration for this fic were episodes of one my favorite series: Daddy Steve and Baby Bucky with a breeding kinkandinnocence role-play.
Love you, K, thank you for always enabling my filth and for being such a sweet and inspiring person ❤️

Thank you also to @sidepartskinnyjeans for reading this and leaving the best comments on the doc, as usual

Ari pushed your hips against the counter and groaned in your ear, trailing hot, wet kisses down your neck.

You’d hosted a barbecue at your house with some friends and after some beers he just wouldn’t leave you alone. Grabbing your ass anytime he could, staring at you from across the room with a look that would soak your panties, if you still had them, which you didn’t because he’d pulled you into the bathroom and fingered you to completion, keeping them in his pocket for the rest of the afternoon. Gonna smell you on my fingers every time I take a sip. You choked on your drink when less than ten minutes later you met his gaze as he finished eating a piece of the cake you’d made and he sucked on the tips of his fingers to clean them, complimenting you in front of everyone, Delicious, love the cream you make. Where was the nearest hole? You needed to hide.

When your last guest finally left, the only question was if he’d bend you over the couch or the kitchen island, because you for sure weren’t making it to the bedroom. The island it was.

“Wearing this fucking dress, looking so fucking pretty, you drive me crazy, kitten.”

“Daddy…” you whined as you felt him press his still clothed cock against your ass, already so hard.

“Couldn’t think of anything else but this pussy the entire time, you got me drunk on you, baby.”

“Oh yes, you’re definitely drunk,” you giggled.

“Cheeky little-” a sharp slap and grab on your asscheek made you yelp, and you rocked back against him.

“We can’t, we have to clean up,” you teased.

“Oh, no, baby, c'mon, give Daddy what he needs.”

“And what do you need, Daddy?” You loved when he got this needy and desperate, it was so fun to tease him, even if you both knew you’d spread your legs for him in the blink of an eye.

“Oh you wanna hear me say it? I’ll say it.” He turned you around suddenly and lifted you up, setting you down on the marble counter. “I want inside this warm cunt that just pulls me in every fucking time.” He spread your legs wide and brought two thick fingers to run along your folds and sink into you slowly. “See? She loves me, anything I give her, my tongue, my fingers, this fat cock.” He brought your hand to feel him through his jeans, cock throbbing underneath the fabric as he fingered you. “Need her so much, kitten, let me have it, yes? Let me get my mouth on her, make her really fucking messy, hum?”

“Yes, yes, Daddy.” You kept stroking his crotch, already drooling at how you could picture his cock, thick and hard, a drop of precum at the tip. You wanted to feel it so fucking bad.

“You’re gonna pull on my hair? Grind against my face? So greedy, even when Daddy’s already buried in you, you still want more.”

“Only because my Daddy does it so well.”

He grinned at you like you’d just given him a gift. “Yeah, baby, you like what Daddy does to you? How well he treats this perfect body?”

“Love it so much, I have the best Daddy.” His free hand grabbed at your nape to pull you into a filthy kiss.

He squatted down and drew a path of kisses and hickeys from your knees to the top of your thighs. “You look so beautiful like this, baby, just dripping for me.” His thumb drew lazy circles around your clit and your hands predictably flew to his hair as soon as he swiped his tongue up your slit. “I’d be between these legs all day if I could.“

He licked up and down between your folds a couple times before his tongue slipped inside you. The room was filled with your moans and the sound of him loudly devouring you. Ari always got so sloppy when he was a bit tipsy and riled up from a day spent laughing and shooting the shit with your friends. A happy drunk Daddy was a messy Daddy. And you loved him.

As you got close to your orgasm, his mouth and his hand switched places and he fingered you once again as he sucked greedily on your clit. You pushed him against you, thrusting your hips forward and tightening your legs around his head, the scratch of his beard a sharp contrast to the softness of his tongue, helping drive you to the edge.

He rubbed the sensitive spot inside you again and again until you were gushing all over his face. Ari came up to kiss you as you reached your peak, both of his hands working every drop of pleasure out of you as you tasted yourself on his tongue and he trapped your lower lip between his own, sucking on the sensitive flesh.

When your pleasure subsided, you pulled his t-shirt off him and kissed him languidly, weaving your hands through his hair, letting them run down over his chest hair, savoring your post-orgasmic haze against his warm body as he pawed at your thighs and your ass, pulling you against him.

Your hands eventually found their way to his belt, quickly unbuttoning his pants and reaching for your prize. He thrust into your hand, desperate for any friction he could get.

You guided him towards your entrance, just rubbing his tip slowly up and down your drenched folds, mewling weakly when it went over your sensitive clit. "You want it, Daddy?”

“Yes, fuck, baby, c'mon, let me in, or I think I’m gonna blow my load right here.” His fingers were leaving their mark on your thighs with how tight he was gripping you.

“So soon, Daddy?” Your pout made him grunt, pulling his full lower lip between his teeth.

“I’ve been hard for hours, thinking of what to do with this beautiful body.” His face rubbed up down your neck with the sole purpose of making you feel his beard, making you shiver, as he knew he would. 

You wanted to tease him but your resolve was weak. He knew there was nothing more you wanted than to let him fuck you, give in to him.

“Good daddies get rewards. You should make sure to ask nicely.”

“Kitten, please, let Daddy in, just a bit. Just the tip, baby.” Fuck, not this. Everything but this. Having him throbbing and leaking in your hand, smearing your mess around, those big fucking hands holding onto you, and his deep velvet voice in your ear begging to slide in just the tip… Ugh, it was like he was corrupting you, begging for a crumb like that, too desperate to have you not to defile you. This man was going to ruin you.

You let him slide in, just an inch, before you stopped him again, your hand sliding up and down his length, jerking him off as your tight heat clenched the sensitive head. A deep, guttural groan erupted from his chest, and his hand flew to your nape and squeezed.

It was like he was turning into an animal bit by bit the more you pushed him. But you weren’t over.

“It’s stretching me out so much, Daddy.” His cock throbbed in your hand, his forehead scrunched up with the effort of not just driving into you. “If I let you in more you’d have to go slowly, you don’t wanna hurt me.”

“Fuck!” His knees faltered and he had to support himself on the table. Your heart leapt watching him come undone for you. “Never, sweetheart, I’ll be careful, so careful. Would never hurt you, Daddy always takes care of you.” Both his hands cupped your face to drop soft kisses all over it, a gentleness that tugged on your heart strings in the middle of such a debauched scene. Because happy, drunk, messy Daddy was still, before anything else, your Daddy.

“Yes, you do Daddy, always so gentle, so good to me.” You kissed along the expanse of his chest, releasing his cock and running your hands up his sides. A smile grew on your lips when he didn’t move, not until you told him to. Good Daddy. You bit the bottom of his ear lightly before whimpering, “Get inside me, Daddy, make your girl feel good.”

Even you didn’t believe he would keep up with the play and not just fuck into you, you were ready to drop it. However, he didslide in excruciatingly slow, stopping along the way to pull back and little and thrusting gently on that spot before continuing and again and again, as if he was truly trying to get you used to him before he ruined you.

“Is that okay, baby? You’re feeling good?”

“So good, so good.”

“I knew you would, this pussy was made for me, sweetheart, takes me so well.” He finally bottomed out, staying still deep inside you for a moment, enjoying how your walls clenched around him, and you purred Daddy, Daddy. “I know, baby, it’s a lot, isn’t it?” His nose brushed against yours and he kissed you, sucking on your trembling bottom lip.

He started to thrust into you gently, reveling in the noises you let out, kissing down your neck and shoulders, the top of your arms, any inch of skin he could reach. He chuckled against your skin when you pulled him into you with your legs, once again proving that his sweet girl could never deny him for long, even to play pretend.

Ari gradually started to fuck into you faster, pulling the fabric of your cleavage to the side to reveal your breast and suck a pebbled nipple into his mouth. He growled against the soft skin when the angle wasn’t letting him do it the way he wanted.

You were suddenly empty, having only the few seconds it took him to remove the rest of his clothes to complain, before two big hands underneath your buttcheeks lifted you and he told you to wrap your arms around his neck. He carried you to the couch and sat down, making you straddle him and lower yourself on his cock.

A surprised yelp escaped you as his hands stayed in place and he was practically fucking you on his cock like a doll, his mouth finally full of your soft beast, like he’d intended.

His strength and his mouth on you had you reaching your peak at a breaking neck speed and he continued to make you bounce on him as your orgasm washed over you.

“That’s it, making such a mess on my cock, kitten.” He laid you stretched out on the couch and your brain was fuzzy as he moved you, maneuvering your legs to line himself up again and slide in, your body pliant under his touch. “So sweet, baby, love you so much.” Another deep kiss brought your attention back, while your body was still jelly. “You just lay there, let Daddy get his, yes?”

“Yes, Daddy, want you feeling good.”

“I am, kitten. Always feel so good when you’re wrapped around me.”

Your fingers stroked his beard as he kissed you, licking into your mouth and then wrapping his mouth around your tongue, sucking on it, knowing how that always went straight to your core. He chuckled when he felt you clench around him, triumphant in how he knew exactly what would rile you up, and started fucking faster into to you, chasing his pleasure. But, as you’d already proven today, you also knew him pretty well, and a daring idea sprouted in your mind. If you were still in full command of your brain, you would probably be too embarrassed to try it, but, since Ari had fucked it out of you, you didn’t even have to think twice.

“Are you close, Daddy?”

“Yes, so close, kitten.” His voice strained as his body was tensing up, ready for release.

“Don’t forget to pull out, Daddy, you don’t wanna get me pregnant.”

His hips faltered and came to a halt as he hissed at you, “What did you say?”

“I let you do it without a condom, Daddy, but you promised to pull out, remember?”

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. She’s gonna fucking kill me. You smiled mischievously at him, waiting for him to get his brain into gear and pick up what you were putting down. And when he did…

“I did, baby, but this warm cunt feels so good.” His hips were pistoning into you again. “Are you sure you don’t want it?” His face was rubbing at your neck once again and his voice got deeper, hungrier, as he spoke, “Don’t you want Daddy’s baby? You’d make such a beautiful mommy, all full of me.”

“Daddy…”

“I wanna see you big and round with our child, sweetheart, these tits are gonna look even better.” He kneaded one of your breasts and pulled on your nipple, making you cry out.

“Will you- Will you suck on them like you just did, Daddy?”

“Fuck! Is that what you want, want Daddy sucking on your tits?”

“Yes! Yes!”

“Do you still want Daddy pulling out?”

“No, no, Daddy, don’t!”

He lifted his head to look you in the eye, mirroring the smile you gave him before. “Then ask nicely, kitten.” Motherf- 

“Come inside me, Daddy, please, fill me up. Give me a baby, Daddy!”

“Where do you want it, show me.”

Your hands flew to your belly, rubbing it over the scrunched up fabric of your dress. “Here, Daddy, want it in my belly, want it to grow with our baby inside.”

“You know I can’t say no when you beg so pretty.” He guided your hands under your knees so you’d hold your legs spread for him,  and he started to drop all his weight in every thrust, going impossibly deep and making you cry out. “This is how we make a baby, kitten.” One of his hands stayed by the side of your head, supporting him, as the other sneaked under your dress to grab onto the soft fat at the bottom of your belly - a part of you he’d always insist he loved, when he saw you suck it in, looking at the mirror. “Gonna come deep inside you, feed this hungry pussy and stay there, make sure you keep it all in, give us our baby.”

“Yes, Daddy, it’s so deep, you’re gonna get me pregnant.” In trying to play Ari, you’d clearly played yourself, words spilling out of you with no filter, your walls tightening around him as you approached yet another orgasm.

“Are you gonna come? Gonna come because Daddy said he’d put a baby in you? You’re so easy for me, kitten, such a sweet slut, just want to be owned, don’t you? You wanna go around knowing everybody can see you’re taken, I know you do.” There was nothing for you to do but mewl high and needy, tears running down the sides of your face. “Come with me, baby, milk my cock, c'mon, show me how much you want my baby.”

His hand moved down so his thumb could press on your clit and your body shook as you came for the fourth time, feeling him spill inside you too, both of you shouting out your pleasure as you held on to each other.

He was panting loudly, exhausted, lowering his body fully into yours as you wrapped your legs and arms around him, welcoming the soothing weight to help you calm down after having your body so violently rocked.

He felt so heavy inside you too, the warm come inside you making you clench around him in the aftershocks. It had been such a filthy scene but you felt so connected to him, emotional.

“Shhh, baby, it’s okay, it was a lot, you did so good.” His thumb swiped away the fresh tears you didn’t notice you were spilling, his other hand slipping under your head to gently squeeze at your nape, the tips of his fingers stroking you softly.

His gaze demanded your attention, so intense, so piercing, and he made a show out of inhaling deeply and letting the air out slowly, until you started mimicking him, calming down your heart rate, relaxing your body.

He smiled softly and dropped his lips to rub against yours, whispering sweet praises between soft kisses.

You stayed for a long time like that, until he was sure you’d both be okay. As you looked at him, his head on your chest, face turned up to look at you, and stroked his hair, you knew that it was all just a dirty fantasy for now but, if you were ever ready for the real thing, there was no one else you’d want it with. Ari was the one for you, and maybe you weren’t ready for a baby, but you were sure ready for the next big step.

A lump formed in your throat before you let out the words, never thinking this would be how it happened. “Ari, I wanna-”

“No, don’t say it.” He brought a thumb over your lips, reading you in ways that made your heart swell. “I know, baby. I have everything ready, let me do it right.”

You relaxed your head back, letting him kiss you. Happy Daddy and happy you.