How are you and ice cream shop Steve? Summer must be a busy season with the tourists, but how are we making sure our man doesn’t work too hard?
ohhh ice cream shop Steve, i haven't thought about him in ages—at least, not as Steve. i mentioned when i first posted that fic that it was something i considered turning into a novel and while i haven't actually written anything, i have done a fair amount of outlining/character development. so i don't really think of him as Steve anymore 🤷🏼♀️
which is all to say, i'm going to avoid answering your question exactly because it would spoil what i plan to write, but i will say that this male main character doesn't have any problem not working too hard, especially once he and the female main character get together. if anything, he's the one dragging her away from work to get some rest.
no offense to these people (or anyone who thinks this is cute) but i don't think any trucker in my trucker AU would be caught dead posing for a photo like this 🤣
i could, however, see trucker Ari mocking his reader if he caught her looking at this.
"you want my truck to fuck a baby into you, kiddo? go on and ride the gearstick again, cock whore, maybe your little boyfriend will come to life, cum inside you and knock you up." all while he's laughing his fucking ass off watching you whine and squirm at how mean he's being. and then he'd find more parts of his truck for you to fuck, each one more difficult and more humiliating to take until you're begging for his cock.... 👀
Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🩵
Thanks for sending this to me, Aspen! And thank you to @stargazingfangirl18 and @foxgloveprincess for also sending it to me!! I love it when this one makes the rounds.
Luck Be a Lady - I mean, this had to be the first one, right? This one felt like a huge achievement when I wrote it, and I'm still so fond of it. This Curtis felt like such a tight-rope, I wanted him to feel irresistible, but also scary and dangerous the whole time. I'm so proud of myself for achieving that.
More Than This - Is it weird to say that this is the story I hope I'm remembered for? I feel like it's the best representation of the things I love and the themes I'm interested in. And it's definitely my best angst! And isn't that the most important thing? 🤭
We Are Vain & We Are Blind - One of the coolest things about my whole Tumblr experience has been discovering my love for horror writing. I never expected it! And this was the first one. This idea felt really ambitious when it came to me, and I'm still so proud that I pulled it off. And if I hadn't written this story, I don't think any of my other creepy stories would have happened.
I Know I Should Know Better - When I first started writing here, I really thought I was going to stick to dark fics. And then the super angsty idea of a broken starlet and her bodyguard came to me, and I feel like the rest is history. Plus, it was my first attempt at a series and my first finished series!! And that ending is one I'm so proud of.
Giving Me a Thrill - For my last one, I'm going with one that's a little older and maybe a little more underrated. But I just really love the emotions of this one. I loved the older woman/younger man pairing and the things they were able to bring to each other in a very short story. It's always going to have a special place in my heart.
Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🩵
Thanks for sending this, Aspen ❤️
Five of my favorite fics? I'm going to be so predictable with that, lol
Touch The Darkness - one, because dark mafia Steve is addictive and I will never be out of his clutches fully. Two, because it's my first fully finished multichapter that was all planned out and each chapter brought me so much fun.
The Sacred Hunt - I have a certain soul-connection to the medieval mixed with folklore vibe and dipping into this ceremony that is on the wild side, but gives a steady ground to build a simple life around? I loved it and still love to think about it. Also, hunter Curtis is hot 🤭
Grain of Truth - obviously! How could I not pick my first, fiercest love, aka Alpha Steve?🥹 I may have stopped regular chapters, but I still love thinking about them.
Bad Moon Rising - another Alpha, but I love Ari who started from a dark drop and developed into a flawed, but still amazing, lovable man. While I have maaany Alphas, lol, I like this take on Ari being wilder, more impulsive, not so chill, yet very protective and a great leader.
The Masshole - I didn't pick chef Andy to make the list more interesting, but because I really, really like the writing style in this. It's nothing extraordinary, but I'm just proud of the way I constructed it and how it matches the sassy vibe of Andy and his restaurant.
Spring mornings where I live switch back and forth between that warmth reaching for summer and very chilly the next day, and I wish I were waking up next to a deliciously warm alpha!Ari this morning and burrowing close to him beneath the sheets.
Waking up to the thoughts of Alpha Ari is a great way to start your day 😏
a little something to follow your sleepy, cosy thots
Rise and shine
Bad Moon Rising Masterlist
Alpha Ari Levinson x omega female reader
warnings: None. Established relationship. Wolf shifters. Pregnancy. Cuddling. A little bit of dirty talk.
words: 1.1k
From the silvery stretch of fog outside the window, you knew the morning was a chilly one, despite spring blooming well into May.
But it was an observation only, since your body didn't detect a single wisp of cold in the warm enclosure of your bedroom. It would be impossible to be cold when a living furnace slept right next to you.
Shifters ran hotter in general, as if even in the human form the wolf's fur and metabolism provided constant warmth. But Ari somehow emanated more heat than any other man you slept next to - a comparison you'd never acknowledge out loud, knowing well that Ari's possessive temper would react to any mention of your previous lover.
Perhaps it was an Alpha thing, that body temperature was higher than others.
Which would also explain his usual state of barely dressed.
In bed he was completely naked. Always. Giving you a perfect opportunity to busy your awoken brain with studying the fascinating contrast between Ari's thick, sturdy body - all muscles and power - and your growing, pregnant belly.
You laid on your side, snuggled close to Ari, who was sprawled on his back; one arm beneath your head and curled around your back. The covers were kicked down, tangled somewhere around your feet.
Lately, you often watched your own reflection from all angles. Despite knowing how pregnancy looks, it was something different to experience it within your own body.
Part of the unexpected was how quickly your belly rounded forward, giving you a little surge of anxiety over the number of pups that might be wiggling inside. According to the doctor it was one, but it felt as if there were three at least.
With Ari's infuriating Alpha seed, who knew if he didn't go all wolf on the human side of you and really knocked you up with a litter.
Fully awake - because your pregnancy was a rollercoaster of sleeping all day long to not needing a second of sleep at all - you inched forward, softly bumping Ari's side with your distended belly.
"Need me to wake up?” Ari’s low, sleepy voice paired with a gentle twitch of his fingers against your spine.
That he sensed you being away wasn’t a surprise. Not anymore.
Ari slept well and deep, but was always alert to the minor shifts and changes. He didn’t abruptly rise to them, just used his senses to scan the surroundings and assess what was going on. An Alpha always in vigil. Always ready to defend.
He sensed when you slipped out of bed to use the bathroom, greeting you with a low murmur when you returned to bed. His eyes stayed closed, his posture relaxed in slumber, yet his consciousness was aware of you.
“No,” you replied quietly.
“You sure? The way you’re pressing against me has already stirred a certain part of my body.”
Ari didn’t need to voice it more directly, your gaze instantly followed where he implied. No exaggeration on his part: his thick cock really twitched in response.
You licked your lips with a quick flick of your tongue, but stopped yourself from reaching your hand to touch him. It was still so very early, and you were basking in the toasty comfort of being in bed with your mate. You weren’t going to succumb to needs that wouldn’t even ignite in your mind if it wasn’t for Ari.
“I’m not awake because I’m horny.” You huffed. “I’m awake because I’m very pregnant. And pregnancy is switching buttons in my brain.”
“Mhmm.” Ari’s hum vibrated deep in his chest, resonating with your inner wolf and luring her to attention.
“Keep talking about how I knocked you up, it’s making me really hard.”
“Ari!” You squeaked when he pulled you even closer.
Your thigh pressed against his leg. It was hard fighting the instinct to drape your leg over his, but if you did that then you’d feel the press of his hardening cock against your skin, and you knew that made you wet instantly.
Instead, you wrapped an arm across his torso. Your belly now fully pressed to his side. Inside, you felt a tickling swoop. It wasn’t a kick, not yet, but a movement enough to astonish you once again.
“It’s moving.” You tilted your head back to look at Ari’s face.
His eyes remained closed, but his lips twitched in a smile. His hand settled on the side of your belly, a warm spread of protection and possessiveness.
“ ‘M gonna have to install solid locks on the bedroom door.”
You frowned, both at his unexpected statement and the smirk curving the corner of his lips.
“Our pup appears to be a restless, bouncy one, with strong disregard for boundaries. Have to make sure they won’t bust inside when we’re busy making them some siblings.”
A wave of hot flush washed over you. Tingling in all the spots that you knew Ari sensed. There was no hiding, or denying to your mate, that your nipples hardened, and a drip of slick trickled between your folds. He sensed all of that.
Undoubtedly, judging by the flare of his nostrils, and the broadening of his smirk.
“Can’t we have a soft, normal morning?” You grumbled.
“Ah, but we are having that, Omega.” Ari’s eyes slowly opened, his blue irises peering right at you. “If I didn’t respect you wanting to snuggle and process the deep growth of our bond, and our future, I’d already have you stretched on my cock.”
“I’d either move you on top of me, so I could watch your round belly and heavy breasts. Or roll you to your other side and slide into your sweet, wet pussy from behind… have that lazy early morning intimacy, before fucking you like on the cusp of your heat.”
With each word Ari’s eyes darkened, his gaze sharpening to full awakeness. And your body roused further, climbing in its need to recreate all that.
“But I’m just laying here, holding my mate and sharing a hushed morning.” His hand on your belly moved slightly; chasing the fluttering heartbeat within it. “Then I’m going to make you breakfast. And maybe eat your sweet pussy for dessert, to sate it a little before I leave for my daily duties.”
“You’re so full of it,” you snorted, rolling your eyes.
You dropped your head to rest on Ari’s shoulder, shifting your gaze to where his big hand spanned the curve of your belly.
“So you don’t want breakfast? Or my tongue?” Ari teased.
“I want waffles.” You demanded.
Pause.
“And your cock.”
You didn’t have to look at him to know a wide, smug grin spread on Ari’s face.
😈 + Lloyd Hansen for your game because I’m feeling like I need his brand of handling right now
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Lloyd's big hand brackets your jaw, his finger taps against your lips before pushing between them.
Normally, your mouth would close around it instinctively and start sucking, but your brain is preoccupied with distractions.
Like the zingy bite of clamps on your nipples. They're adorned with tiny, pea-sized gems that weight nothing, but in your position - on all fours over Lloyd's lap, your breasts hanging down with the gravity - the clamps pull on your nipples harder.
Then there's the slightly overwhelming feeling of your dirty hole being full with the plug. A silicone, thick teardrop that could match two of Lloyd's fingers.
It's base is adorned with a fluffy bunny tail that tickles your skin.
To top it all, Lloyd's right hand keeps touching and spanking. Unpredictable in the rhythm. In Lloyd's whims.
One moment he's delivering hard spanks that make your pussy clench around nothing and your ass clench around the toy stuck inside, then he's gently stroking between your dripping folds, teasing with a promise of giving your clit relief she's pulsing for.
"Should've picked the clamps with bells," Lloyd muses, kissing along your shoulder as his fingers pick up pace around your clit. "They'd jingle as you bounce on my cock, bunny."
Suddenly, he withdraws his hand from between your thighs. A wet slap echoes through the room a blink before you register the burning sting on your asscheek.
"Or maybe we should keep these for when you bounce on a toy first. We can switch up for the jingling clamps when you level up to hop on my cock."
