Lost Stars

Ari Levinson x Reader

Summary: Ari has a breeding kink.

Warning: breeding kink, unprotected sex, p in v, fluff?, mention of pregnancy, mention of birth control, language,

A/n: ari has a breeding kink and nobody can tell me differently

Word Count: 1290 words

“Hmph,”

You stir in your sleep, stretching your back out. You hatesleepingonAri’s side of the bed. Your side is much more comfortable, but after a late night last night, you both sprawled out on the bed without thinking about which side you were on.

You yawn, furrowing your eyebrows as you feel Ari’s arm plop across your stomach, pulling you closer. You open your eyes, turning your head to face your husband.

It’s hard to believe some days that you’re married to a man like this. A man who you never could’ve dreamed up. A man you never thought would look at you twice. His big arm is flexing around your body, his beard tickling the left side of your face.

“Ari,” You mutter, elbowing him in the side. You love cuddling in the morning, when the sun is shining through your windows, warming both of your bodies up. But you have to pee and his muscular arm is getting heavy. Ari groans in his sleep, rolling over on his back. You breathe a sigh of relief as you swing your legs over the edge of the bed, your t-shirt dropping to the top of your thighs.

You make your way into the bathroom, brushing your teeth and relieving yourself. You open the bathroom door, your eyes landing on Ari lying in bed, his sleepy smile drawing you in. His chest is exposed, stretching his arm above his head. “Come here,” He mumbles, making a grabby motion with his hands.

You giggle, making your way to the bed. “You woke up in a good mood,” You say, settling back into bed. Ari pulls you close to his chest, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You inhale the smell of his deodorant, closing your eyes again. The feeling of Ari’s warmth, combined with his scent, almost lulls you back to sleep.

That is, until you feel a hand wandering down your back, fingers dancing above the waistband of your panties. You feel a cold index finger against your skin, slipping under the band. You raise an eyebrow, a small smile on your lips.

“Ari?”

“Hm?”

You giggle quietly, pulling away from his chest. “You have a good dream?” You ask, slightly gasping as his cold hand slips under the fabric, grasping a handful of your ass.

“Mmm, I had a great dream,” He mutters, nuzzling his nose against yours. “We were right here, in this bed… And we heard footsteps, and our door opened… And it was our little girl,”

Your heart swells as you listen to Ari explain his dream, a smile spreading over your face. You and Ari have discussed kids before, but you’ve never decided anything. Something about Ari dreamingabout having kids drives you crazy, earning a soft moan.

“And I was thinking, I can’t wait to knock ya’ up. I can’t wait to bury my cock in your little pussy and fill you up with my hot cum, over and over and over again, until you’re pregnant,”

You gasp, adding a chuckle to the end. You can feel Ari growing against your leg, pushing against you. “That took a quick turn,” You tease, rolling over until you’re on top of Ari. He slides his hands under your shirt, cupping your breasts.

“Is that something you’d want?” Ari asks, his voice soft. You can tell he’s nervous to ask, but he shouldn’t be.

This is all you’ve ever wanted.

“Yes,” You breathe, nodding your head eagerly. Ari grabs your hips, grinding you against him. “Fuck,” He moans, bucking his hips up. You’re still sore from last night, but it adds to the excitement. “Get those fucking boxers off,” You mutter, grabbing at the fabric with your hands.

Ari rolls you over, kicking the boxers off of his feet. He’s left naked, towering over you. He cages your body between his thick arms, his fingers dancing down your body. His thick fingers meet your swollen clit, applying the tiniest bit of pressure. “Mm, you’re always so ready for me… Why is that?” He teases, a smirk growing across his face.

You groan, squeezing your eyes shut. Your nipples graze against the rough fabric of the t-shirt, hardening them. You can feel your cunt soaking your thighs, the slick running down to your ass. “‘Cause, I’m all yours,”

You whine, your voice nasally and pitchy. Ari dips his head down to your neck, licking a stripe up your neck, driving you crazy. He slides his fingers through your folds, collecting the sticky substance. He pushes his way into your tight hole, groaning when he feels you clench around his fingers. “So fucking perfect…” He groans, his mouth working over your neck. You close your eyes, enjoying his touch.

Your body completely relaxes, submitting to everything he has to offer. You whimper and moan, feeling powerful— yet, so fragile under his touch. “Mm,” You whine, your chest heaving.

Ari curls his fingers, your legs tightening together. “I know, baby, I know…”

“I… I can’t take it anymore!” You exclaim, your eyes opening. You need him, not his fingers. Your cunt is aching to be filled, your womb aching to have his child.

Ari quickly pulls his fingers away, lifting them to your lips and pushing them between your lips. You lock your eyes onto his as your lips close around his soaked fingers, your tongue twirling around them. He moans, adjusting himself so that he’s hovering over you, his cock lined up with your cunt. You brace yourself, knowing he won’t hold back.

Lost Stars

Ari Levinson x Reader

Summary: Ari has a breeding kink.

Warning: breeding kink, unprotected sex, p in v, fluff?, mention of pregnancy, mention of birth control, language,

A/n: ari has a breeding kink and nobody can tell me differently

Word Count: 1290 words

“Hmph,”

You stir in your sleep, stretching your back out. You hatesleepingonAri’s side of the bed. Your side is much more comfortable, but after a late night last night, you both sprawled out on the bed without thinking about which side you were on.

You yawn, furrowing your eyebrows as you feel Ari’s arm plop across your stomach, pulling you closer. You open your eyes, turning your head to face your husband.

It’s hard to believe some days that you’re married to a man like this. A man who you never could’ve dreamed up. A man you never thought would look at you twice. His big arm is flexing around your body, his beard tickling the left side of your face.

“Ari,” You mutter, elbowing him in the side. You love cuddling in the morning, when the sun is shining through your windows, warming both of your bodies up. But you have to pee and his muscular arm is getting heavy. Ari groans in his sleep, rolling over on his back. You breathe a sigh of relief as you swing your legs over the edge of the bed, your t-shirt dropping to the top of your thighs.

You make your way into the bathroom, brushing your teeth and relieving yourself. You open the bathroom door, your eyes landing on Ari lying in bed, his sleepy smile drawing you in. His chest is exposed, stretching his arm above his head. “Come here,” He mumbles, making a grabby motion with his hands.

You giggle, making your way to the bed. “You woke up in a good mood,” You say, settling back into bed. Ari pulls you close to his chest, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You inhale the smell of his deodorant, closing your eyes again. The feeling of Ari’s warmth, combined with his scent, almost lulls you back to sleep.

That is, until you feel a hand wandering down your back, fingers dancing above the waistband of your panties. You feel a cold index finger against your skin, slipping under the band. You raise an eyebrow, a small smile on your lips.

“Ari?”

“Hm?”

You giggle quietly, pulling away from his chest. “You have a good dream?” You ask, slightly gasping as his cold hand slips under the fabric, grasping a handful of your ass.

“Mmm, I had a great dream,” He mutters, nuzzling his nose against yours. “We were right here, in this bed… And we heard footsteps, and our door opened… And it was our little girl,”

Your heart swells as you listen to Ari explain his dream, a smile spreading over your face. You and Ari have discussed kids before, but you’ve never decided anything. Something about Ari dreamingabout having kids drives you crazy, earning a soft moan.

“And I was thinking, I can’t wait to knock ya’ up. I can’t wait to bury my cock in your little pussy and fill you up with my hot cum, over and over and over again, until you’re pregnant,”

You gasp, adding a chuckle to the end. You can feel Ari growing against your leg, pushing against you. “That took a quick turn,” You tease, rolling over until you’re on top of Ari. He slides his hands under your shirt, cupping your breasts.

“Is that something you’d want?” Ari asks, his voice soft. You can tell he’s nervous to ask, but he shouldn’t be.

This is all you’ve ever wanted.

“Yes,” You breathe, nodding your head eagerly. Ari grabs your hips, grinding you against him. “Fuck,” He moans, bucking his hips up. You’re still sore from last night, but it adds to the excitement. “Get those fucking boxers off,” You mutter, grabbing at the fabric with your hands.

Ari rolls you over, kicking the boxers off of his feet. He’s left naked, towering over you. He cages your body between his thick arms, his fingers dancing down your body. His thick fingers meet your swollen clit, applying the tiniest bit of pressure. “Mm, you’re always so ready for me… Why is that?” He teases, a smirk growing across his face.

You groan, squeezing your eyes shut. Your nipples graze against the rough fabric of the t-shirt, hardening them. You can feel your cunt soaking your thighs, the slick running down to your ass. “‘Cause, I’m all yours,”

You whine, your voice nasally and pitchy. Ari dips his head down to your neck, licking a stripe up your neck, driving you crazy. He slides his fingers through your folds, collecting the sticky substance. He pushes his way into your tight hole, groaning when he feels you clench around his fingers. “So fucking perfect…” He groans, his mouth working over your neck. You close your eyes, enjoying his touch.

Your body completely relaxes, submitting to everything he has to offer. You whimper and moan, feeling powerful— yet, so fragile under his touch. “Mm,” You whine, your chest heaving.

Ari curls his fingers, your legs tightening together. “I know, baby, I know…”

“I… I can’t take it anymore!” You exclaim, your eyes opening. You need him, not his fingers. Your cunt is aching to be filled, your womb aching to have his child.

Ari quickly pulls his fingers away, lifting them to your lips and pushing them between your lips. You lock your eyes onto his as your lips close around his soaked fingers, your tongue twirling around them. He moans, adjusting himself so that he’s hovering over you, his cock lined up with your cunt. You brace yourself, knowing he won’t hold back.

Birthday Sitting (A.L)

A/N: I think I’m posting after like 2-3 months??? I’m not even sure I know how to write anymore but a little conversation with @angrythingstarlight kinda gave me the push to write this. Maybe this is me getting back into writing, I hope it is. Thank you all for being so patient and for sticking around

Pairing: roommate!Ari x f!reader

Not edited, not beta-d, proceed with caution

Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics

Warnings: 18+, inappropriate birthday gift, implied smut.

You smiled as you heard your friends and family clapping as you cut the cake, heat rising to your cheeks, and you wondered if it was because of the candles on the cake or because your roommate, Ari Levinson, stood right opposite you, a camera pointing to your face,

Your mother reaches for a piece of the cake and feeds you, a little tradition both of you had since you were a child. You could feel Ari snap another picture, he knew just how important these little memories were for you.

“Alright, shall we open the presents then?” Your best friend says from your other side, and your eyes widen immediately.

Speaking of traditions, ever since Ari and you started living together about three years ago, both of you would gift something rather inappropriate to the other person, only this time, far too many people would be around to witness it.

Ari clears his throat as he puts his phone away, “or we could eat some cake, have some wine and get this party started?”

Your mother immediately shakes her head, “nonsense, she loves presents, come on now.” She picks one up, handing it over to you and the tag reads ‘love, Ari.’

Fuck.

You could feel your heart beat a little faster. Your entire family and most of your friends knew about your crush on Ari, and you were sure he did too at this point. This would only make things worse.

You take the present from your mother as Ari moves over and comes sit down next to you, gently placing his hand on your waist as leans in,

“It isn’t as bad as last year, but it’s pretty inappropriate.”

You noticed the little smirk on his lips, oh he was enjoying this. Ari was almost never embarrassed, he lived his like it was supposed to be lived and he always encouraged you to do the same.

“Fuck it.” You shrug and you open the present, your mother immediately gasping from next to you as you chuckle, looking down at the coffee mug in your hand,

There is an awkward silence in the room as everyone takes turns reading it and you turn to face Ari,

“Well, I really needed a new mug…”

“…Since I broke your last one.”

You both nodded in agreement as you kept the mug aside and continued opening the other presents like nothing had ever happened.

The party was in full swing and everyone was almost too drunk to remember the mug. Your parents had left, your mother giving Ari the softest glare as she hugged him goodnight.

While everyone partied, you sat in the balcony with your glass of wine and a silly smile on your face as Ari walked towards you, plopping himself down right next to you,

“You know the mug…it wasn’t entirely a joke.” He took a sip of his beer as he looked ahead, almost too nervous to look at you.

You raise an eyebrow and look at him, “and what’s that supposed to mean?”

“That as long as I have a face, you’ll have somewhere to sit.”

You gulped nervously as you looked away from him and down at your glass of wine, “You’re drunk, Levinson, go to bed.”

Ari shrugs a little, “this is my first beer actually. I wasn’t intending on being drunk with your parents around.”

“Oh.” What else were you supposed to say? You were still unsure whether or not he was being serious -

“I’m going to go to my room, and uh, if you’re interested, in you know, hanging out with me, watching a film, sitting on my face, my door is open.”

And just like that he stood up and walked upstairs, heading to his room. You took a deep breath as you finished your glass of wine, leaving your best friend in charge on the party as you made your way to his room, gently knocking on it,

“Come on in, it’s high time we celebrated your birthday right.”