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.